<strong>Haelen Del'Armgo</strong><br/><br/>Returning to the classroom, Haelen was all smiles. It was time for conjuration lessons, Haelen's personal favorite and indeed, his own specialty. He sat himself down, observing the  presence of a brazier and an ornate chest in the room, neither of which had been present during the previous lesson. Also, the remains of the student whom archmage Gromph Baerne had killed earlier were gone. Haelen imagined some goblin or other slave creature being dragged in and made to sweep up the pile of dust that remained of the deceased student. It was an amusing idea to him, though Haelen was certain that the dust was simply removed with a quick spell of some kind to expedite the process. Plus, that way, no one would have to bother getting some lesser creature into the class room and risk the thing possibly damaging some valuable magical item. Sitting down with his spell book resting casually in his lap and waited for Jevan to finish with his threats and to get on with the lesson. While Haelen didn't particularly care to learn evocation, conjuration was another matter entirely.