<strong>Melee-Magathere, Cafeteria</strong><br/><br/>(http://www.elfwood.com/art/j/a/jamberry/halfdrowcharsm.jpg)<br/><br/>Jalynfein looked around at the other students as the master gave the directive and explained that out of the class; 4 of them wouldn't get anything to eat.  And sent them off, with small brawls starting up immediately  amongst the students to see who'd get a plate to make their way to the "front of the line."  But Jalynfein fell back on a tried and true method to getting what he wanted; straight up waiting for the right moment when they were too busy absorbed in their interpersonal conflicts and slipped away.  He'd simply shoulder one of the others out of the way and intimidated another and grabbed a plate.<br/><br/>He moved through the line and past the drow armed with the poles and smirked to himself at having come out on top again.  Soon he'd have a plate heaped with delicious foods and would find a place to sit and quietly eat.  Showing typical pragmatism about it and a bit of  draconic selfishness and would threaten any of the others that got too close.