<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Headmaster Andarlin’s Office</span></span></div><br/>Kleris felt like he was constantly getting into scrapes of one degree or another, and half the time of his own making; one might think he’d be getting used to it, but when Retario hugged him, he suddenly felt some tension slipping away, his wizard discipline or shell shock keeping him stoic so he didn’t lose his nerve and blubber.  Now, though, with more objective adults showing concern and care, he suddenly could sink into it and release a shuddering breath.  At least nobody had been actively trying to<em>kill</em>them—well, except for that wild dragonforged construct, and at least that had plenty of others to be distracted by.  Kleris didn’t want to be callous about collateral damage either, but saw that adventuring and life had many of these situations where survival and quick decisions factored in many of these harsh calculations measuring others’ lives.  What must father have gone through hopping around planes chasing some sort of multiversal necromancy conspiracy?<br/><br/>He realized Retario and the headmaster were looking to him for an answer now.  “I’m fine with whatever the Headmaster decides to be prudent and measured.  I’m just glad to be back and that everyone is safe.  While Cannith may not have been malicious, that power of careless curiosity is just as dangerous.”  Kleris knew to keep that in mind, especially when his friends were so loyal as to accompany him on selfish quests of curiosity.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Day 119</span></span></div><br/>Kleris was in agreement with the others to keep silent about their latest misadventure, if only because he needed some comfort of normal school life to process everything.  Apparently part of that normal school life would be once again shifting to another plane to advance the students’ educational boundaries.  Retario was always obviously concerned and acting in Kleris’ interest, but today he seemed especially upset, despite the positive action taken by the headmaster.<br/><br/>“Well, I was enjoying learning more about Eberron and its advances in magical technology, but this does seem to be the best step for the safety of the school.  I can see why they’re moving on, and clearly this quick decision was in concern for us…”  The quiet was uncomfortable, and Kleris felt a pang of regret in hearing “one final visit.”<br/><br/>“I do regret that our reunion has been cut short.  It was so good to meet ‘family,’ and to share memories with you, sometimes literally, heh.  It’s been so good to have you as an uncle, despite how unusual a path that’s taken…”  Kleris mused at their first meeting at the brothel, utilizing the Riedran crystal chamber, and more mundane meetings like this.  “I’m still looking for clues to find father, but even aside from that, I’d like to stay in touch with you.  I promise I’ll find some inter-planar letter service or something!  I’m not sure what’s the best way to say farewell for now, though—lunch here at the café, or another night in bed like our first meeting, heh.  But I can see you’re still on edge, please tell me what you’re worried about…”<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Day 120, Dawn</span></span></div><br/>With one early extraction and now one late, Kleris was looking forward to a regular schedule, even if Redhurst regularly scheduled fantastic feats of cosmic magic.  Sharn’s skyline disappeared to be replaced by a new, more natural setting.  Trees and nature would be a welcome change, despite their own small park, and the new sister school was an imposing new sight.  While Sharn’s towers were massive, they were also artificially buoyed by the manifest zone that allowed unnaturally tall, delicate architecture or even a floating city district.  Here, the towers were massive and solid, soaring up despite gravity, contending against it through sheer force of strength.<br/><br/>While Kleris wasn’t familiar with the natural or supernatural phenomena of Krynn, he had heard some about their sister school.  Like Eberron there were multiple moons, but they seemed even more significant here, being like gods granting magic to their worshippers.  This religious devotion to the arcane seemed unusual to Kleris, and he realized their entire school would seem like a collection of renegade heathens to natives of Krynn.  But if Redhurst had a relationship with the Tower, hopefully tensions were minimal and differences were simple cultural interpretations rather than religious schism.  Perhaps this was one reason Carson was studying here at Redhurst instead of devoting himself to a particular Order of Sorcery on Krynn.  Kleris decided to go find him and ask about what they might expect from a school collaboration.<br/><br/>[Knowledge planes 2+17 = 19, fail<br/>Knowledge arcana 8+17 = 25, success]