<strong>Pytyar</strong><br/><br/>The Academy weaponsmaster strode into the grounds a little after noon.  He walked around with his left hand resting lightly on the hilt of his ever present sword, just observing the grounds and the students.  Eventually, his eye rested on Justyn.  Since he had nowhere in particular to be at the moment, he waved and walked toward the other man.<br/><br/><strong>Jastian</strong><br/><br/>Meanwhile, elsewhere on the grounds, the half-Orc walked as quietly and inconspicuously as he could toward the Tower.  Honestly, he didn't want to run into anyone, they tended to remind him that he was an outsider and different, depsite being accepted to the academy.