Winter Classes - The Fae Crown [Open]
Posted: January 8th, 2020, 1:53 am
Early Winter - 1st Month of AoN 289
The day was cool and bright with a gentle breeze drifting through the broad North District streets carrying many fall scents. There was the pleasing undertone of cinnamon and cardamom spiced ciders, the bright scent of spiced and roasting nuts, and the faint smoky tang of slow burning fires to ward off the coming cold.
Vanessa puffed her breath out and grinned as it swirled into a flowing cloud before disappearing. She was decked out in her ‘pleasant day’ Irtuen Reaches gear; a fur-lined parka wrapped in a dense scarf sat atop dense coveralls, heavy boots, and a set of thin fur-tipped gloves. The half-Fae had always found her adaptation to cold to be rather poor and she was not about to spend hours walking back and forth talking without furs to keep her comfortable.
She was on her usual end-of-year tour of lectures. House Nyshasa dictated a minimum number of presentations be given by all visitor professors, locally stationed or not, and Vanessa’s travels left her little time to ensure she met her quota. She’d gotten the idea for a tour of parks and smaller alcoves from her father. He’d had the epiphany just before he met his tenure and secluded himself deep into his lab so long ago.
There were always fewer students willing to brave the elements just to attend a lecture in the fall and winter. Even still, as long as a single student ducked in to listen and sign their name the lecture counted in full for the academies. Unfortunately for Vanessa, the young, cheery, and driven lecturer had managed to gather a sort of following that hunted down her semi-impromptu discussions on artifacts, magics, and beasts.
‘At least they’re always engaged,’ Vanessa thought with a wry grin as she ducked into her day’s chosen alcove to find there was already a group of four students putting wood into a brazier. “I see you all have decided to prepare the classroom,” she said with a laugh and slid her scarf down to reveal a bright smile.
The students laughed themselves and continued their work, well aware the lecture wouldn’t start for another ten minutes. Today’s topic was ‘Fae Artifacts of the Age of Unveiling’ and one of her more popular discussions. There was always a buzz of excitement amongst the students for the workings of the long-lived races, even more so in regards to their works of art and power.
Vanessa moved over to a small stone lectern, reaching into her satchel and beginning to put a small collection of papers out onto the smooth tilted surface. She placed a textured stone onto each paper, anchoring them to the surface to keep the wind at bay. Several more people began to wander in, some part of the larger regulars, others welcomed just the same.
Vanessa never started her lectures early, but she was notorious for eeking out every second of extra time she could. In her opinion, it was a terrible thing to deny a student opportunities because a lecturer was in too much of a rush to indulge their curiosity.
The day was cool and bright with a gentle breeze drifting through the broad North District streets carrying many fall scents. There was the pleasing undertone of cinnamon and cardamom spiced ciders, the bright scent of spiced and roasting nuts, and the faint smoky tang of slow burning fires to ward off the coming cold.
Vanessa puffed her breath out and grinned as it swirled into a flowing cloud before disappearing. She was decked out in her ‘pleasant day’ Irtuen Reaches gear; a fur-lined parka wrapped in a dense scarf sat atop dense coveralls, heavy boots, and a set of thin fur-tipped gloves. The half-Fae had always found her adaptation to cold to be rather poor and she was not about to spend hours walking back and forth talking without furs to keep her comfortable.
She was on her usual end-of-year tour of lectures. House Nyshasa dictated a minimum number of presentations be given by all visitor professors, locally stationed or not, and Vanessa’s travels left her little time to ensure she met her quota. She’d gotten the idea for a tour of parks and smaller alcoves from her father. He’d had the epiphany just before he met his tenure and secluded himself deep into his lab so long ago.
There were always fewer students willing to brave the elements just to attend a lecture in the fall and winter. Even still, as long as a single student ducked in to listen and sign their name the lecture counted in full for the academies. Unfortunately for Vanessa, the young, cheery, and driven lecturer had managed to gather a sort of following that hunted down her semi-impromptu discussions on artifacts, magics, and beasts.
‘At least they’re always engaged,’ Vanessa thought with a wry grin as she ducked into her day’s chosen alcove to find there was already a group of four students putting wood into a brazier. “I see you all have decided to prepare the classroom,” she said with a laugh and slid her scarf down to reveal a bright smile.
The students laughed themselves and continued their work, well aware the lecture wouldn’t start for another ten minutes. Today’s topic was ‘Fae Artifacts of the Age of Unveiling’ and one of her more popular discussions. There was always a buzz of excitement amongst the students for the workings of the long-lived races, even more so in regards to their works of art and power.
Vanessa moved over to a small stone lectern, reaching into her satchel and beginning to put a small collection of papers out onto the smooth tilted surface. She placed a textured stone onto each paper, anchoring them to the surface to keep the wind at bay. Several more people began to wander in, some part of the larger regulars, others welcomed just the same.
Vanessa never started her lectures early, but she was notorious for eeking out every second of extra time she could. In her opinion, it was a terrible thing to deny a student opportunities because a lecturer was in too much of a rush to indulge their curiosity.