The Supervisor leads the four of you up the spiral staircase stiffly and unceremoniously. Ab’thalos breathes a little irregularly behind you, and Oquinn walks up ahead with his shoulders set straight. By the time you make it up to your new living space, you’re all a little out of breath.

It’s a nice place, all things considered. Well-furnished, wide and spacious with a massive window stretched between the study room crossroads and the living area. It’s a little disheartening to see the tiny spaces reserved for sleep in each corner of the room… but it looks cozy enough, and it certainly won’t hinder your own work.

Supervisor: “As was discussed… the four of you have been selected by the university’s council because we believe you each possess extraordinary talent. Talent that may aid us very well in the conflicts to come. Whether you succeed enough to keep your place here is entirely up to you. Just know that our expectations are not simple to meet.”

After a moment of gazing disapprovingly at you all, he turns his head and descends downward, leaving all of you sitting awkwardly in your new, shared home.

Emeax: “…I suppose I shall take the southwest bed for myself… and the Autumn Study for my own research.”

Oquinn and Ab’thalos seem equally nervous, though Oquinn speaks next.

Oquinn: “Right… i-in that case, I’ll try the, um… southeast bed. And Spring Study.”

Ab’thalos just stares and nods. It seems your new roommates are all little oddballs.