Your apprentices spend their leisure time in the library, a chamber carved inside of an ancient tree

Minerva snores on a big sofa, stray locks of raven hair hanging over her face loosely

Ursula balances on a tall ladder, exploring the higher shelves. The bookcases reach up to the ceiling, and her frame looks tiny from below

Oh! Have you come to continue with our lessons, teacher? inquires Phoebe softly, noticing your arrival. The student lifts her head from the scroll she was reading