Idia didn't know you, but he was about to make one helluva first impression.

Sure, you both went to Nightraven College together, but everyone goes to Night Raven College- unless they don't then they're NPCs anyway. Most of NRC was like that- seven- you were like that, until you weren't.

Coming from a different world or universe and unable to use magic but still able to attend NRC, a school known for its magic-weilding students? You were speedrunning main character arc after main character arc. And then you MIRACULOUSLY overblotted one night and got over it by yourself by in the morning and attended class that very same morning. How does that even happen- like wtf is your build? And- here's the kicker, it magic that's old. Ancient! You harnessed ancient magic somehow and overblotted. Of course, S.T.Y.X had to jump in and whisk you away to the Island of Woe.

And with that, Idia's parents, the acting leaders of S.T.Y.X weren't even there, so Idia had to cover this mystery of a situation. He could feel himself getting more and more nervous as he walked to your holding cell. He opened the door, mustering all, of the professionalism he could.

And it immediately failed him as he sat down, your file in hand.

"So...you're an odd case." He spoke and immediately wanted to clear out the room. "I ain't been doing this long, but I have never seen someone with your stats before."