Fable - Ask The Wonders of Studying in the Sun

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"You're a pal," said Suleiman to Atticus. And he was. Always there for you, Atticus, hence why he was so vexed about not having brought a chair for Svenia. He was probably still kicking himself over that, neatly explaining the spot of sullenness that had come over him.

Suleiman, like the others, took to his studies for a time. As much as the College was about learning one's gift and harnessing it, equally, it seemed to Suleiman, was it about scholarly pursuits. On that point, one of the Maesters did put it very well to him: "Suleiman," he had said, "people will look to you for more than merely magic. You must be wise in all kinds of lore—and if you do not know the answer, you must know where you can find it." His education in Maraan had been one thing. But this, here in Elbion? This was a whole other beast!

Noticing Aiko's skill, Svenia, then, inquired of them all.

"Oh!" Suleiman exclaimed, excited that she would ask, and more excited to tell, "Maester Rashidor really helped me! He thinks I have an aptitude for wind magic, and I'd say he's right: I blew all the air out of my dorm the other day. I almost choked before air rushed back in, buuuuuut...hey, that's a start!"

Aiko Svenia Albrecht Atticus
 
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It took Aiko a moment for the comment to register in her head. Had Svenia meant that in relation to her changing the ink's color? Was such a thing difficult? Aiko listened as Sulieman explained his discovery at the wind, and even confessed the aid of a Maester. Aiko pondered if she should also try to find a mentor. Who? She had a fondness for the maester of the Shapecraft class, but there was the matter of his younger brother . . .

"It is funny for me to hear you say such Svenia. I have had similar thoughts of each of you." Aiko said, trying to line her words with warmth rather than seem chiding. "I have much experience changing colors of ink, tying ribbons, warming tea and other such chores with magic, but little experience in what seems to fill our actual coursework." She confessed. Her talents were useful for keeping her room and writing papers, but would not help her when course practicums came about. She had some concerns on keeping up with the humans. She knew that she many more seasons at her back than the humans, but tried not to bring attention to it.

A realization entered the girl's mind.

"Sulieman, you are not very funny." She said flatly, hoping the young Maraani was trying to make a joke.

Svenia Albrecht Atticus Suleiman Askari
 
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