It was a long journey to Tolkur, Kleris knew, but also counted his fortune.  He was accepted to the academy at all, and it stopped on the material plane, within his own nation, and he was even able to make the journey himself.  Looking up toSanne, his mother, beside him, he was also grateful to have her with him on this journey away from home.  If he had to say goodbye weeks ago and walk those long roads alone, he might not have had the fortitude or nerve to finish it.<br/><br/>Seeing the actual academy for the first time was awe-inspiring.  It was like a city itself, with many gleaming towers soaring overhead.  While used to crowds and foreigners, he still had to concentrate on not appearing to be a country bumpkin, gawking at all the strange humanoids, monstrous people, and clearly otherworldly beings.  Looking for mother's reaction, she seemed interested, yet smiling at ease in the strange crowded bustle.  Steeling himself, Kleris soldiered on down the long path of arches to the courtyard.<br/><br/>After making sure he still had everything packed that he needed, like every day of their journey, it seemed it was time for the students to go to their orientation, leaving any family they may have travelled with.  Eyes misting, Kleris hugged his mom firmly, but tried not to linger too long as he swallowed the melancholy down.  "You'll be just fine, you're well prepared for your classes, just make friends like I know you will, and write to me every week."  "I will.  I love you mom."  "I love you too, sweetling."<br/><br/>She adjusted the collar of the new robe she'd bought Kleris, no uniform, but red and nice for a new school year.  She turned and started her own journey away, as Kleris joined the throng moving into the auditorium.  He was relieved the headmaster seemed to be a kindly sort, though the thought of only two generations in 700 years was still hard to wrap one's head around.  The ceremony was thankfully short and they could move into their dorms.<br/><br/>He didn't flinch much when they called his name, his head was so occupied by thoughts of home, the coming year, the chaos of the day.  He simply shook himself awake when someone nudged him, joining the students going upstairs.  With only one bag with him, he quickly claimed a top bunk, put away his few clothes, and placed his magical implements in the desk.  He needn't have beensurprised, however, when roommates came bumping in to the room.  Seeing the girls, he seemed to remember the prefect saying something about the dorms, but couldn't assume there had been a mistake, could there be?  At any rate, he felt guiltily lucky to have such cute roommates.<br/><br/>He quickly fell into a friendly attutude of the shop, taking her hand, "Kleris, a pleasure Zullinat, Rensha.  Let me help you..."  He took one end of the case with both hands, straining with the load as his feet slowly shuffled backwards to a footlocker.  He had to let it down with a thump, not used to heavy loads.  "So we're roommates then!  That's so nice, I'm sure we'll be good friends."  Maybe more, he could only hałf dream.  "So where are you two from?"<br/><br/>Curious about their magical backgrounds as well, he focuses on their auras, trying to discern what he could as they talked.  [Detect expertise via<em>detect magic</em>]