
Elbion College
Convocation Hall
OOC/ Open to new students. Staff by request.
Calixtus was surprised to find that there was no order to the ceremony. New students arrived in dribs and drabs along with family members or friends.
He came alone. The Commencement Convocation was held a week before the formal start of the autumn term. All new students were gathered to meet and hear from staff members. Calixtus could see his brother seated at the head table in formal robes. He was a maester now.
Elbion had been through difficult times. The great dragon had landed a curse upon the city, but they had rebuilt.
An entire tower of the college was a reminder. It was mounted on a great fragment of rock that still floated, attached to the cliffside by heavy chains.
His own place - and that of his brother's - was seen as contentious. They were from one of the Eleven. The merchant families that ran Elbion. It was seen by some of the more traditional academics as a direct attempt to influence the institution. By the rest, his attendance was seen as nepotism.
Calixtus didn't care what most people thought. The doors had been opened to a wide range of ages. There were even a few non-humans. Most people, he found, were idiots.
Snacks had been laid out on the tables, but the new students weren't seating yet. He looked around for any more familiar faces.