He's flabbergasted. As someone who is insanely to the letter about proper ordinance and following the laws of the school down to a T (he was, after all, scolding the shit out of Brian for unleashing a spider, as discovered by another Reclaimer), he takes a look at the journal that you guys have. His eyebrows furrow.
"What in the world... did you steal that from the library?"
Two mage hands appear out of nowhere and tug on both of their ears, reprimanding them.
"This has gone on long enough. Regent Rainer and Headmistress Casariel, I'll have you know, are incredibly close friends who have a sacred bond between them. Their relationship is the pinnacle of what this town stands for: a handshake of ideals between governance and scholasticism."
God, Onerion is such a blow hard, no-fun piece of work, ain't he?
The earthquake strikes right on queue, and with he doesn't look terribly impressed, but understands that he has a duty to protect the school and the students, and sighs.
"I don't need to tell you this twice, young man. Young lady. Return the mirror to the hall and don't disrupt Divination class again. I need to go check on the students. That earthquake seems dangerous.
I'll be watching you, you better follow through with what I told you to do or else I'll have to contact your headmistress myself."
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He's flabbergasted. As someone who is insanely to the letter about proper ordinance and following the laws of the school down to a T (he was, after all, scolding the shit out of Brian for unleashing a spider, as discovered by another Reclaimer), he takes a look at the journal that you guys have. His eyebrows furrow.
"What in the world... did you steal that from the library?"
Two mage hands appear out of nowhere and tug on both of their ears, reprimanding them.
"This has gone on long enough. Regent Rainer and Headmistress Casariel, I'll have you know, are incredibly close friends who have a sacred bond between them. Their relationship is the pinnacle of what this town stands for: a handshake of ideals between governance and scholasticism."
God, Onerion is such a blow hard, no-fun piece of work, ain't he?
The earthquake strikes right on queue, and with he doesn't look terribly impressed, but understands that he has a duty to protect the school and the students, and sighs.
"I don't need to tell you this twice, young man. Young lady. Return the mirror to the hall and don't disrupt Divination class again. I need to go check on the students. That earthquake seems dangerous.
I'll be watching you, you better follow through with what I told you to do or else I'll have to contact your headmistress myself."