Location The Opal Temple

[Ki'toka]

74th of Spring, 513 AV Opal Temple Ki'toka jumped a little at how brisk the woman sounded but quickly let out a sigh as she learned she could take both classes. One worry down that she didn't have to worry about. Nel'fi had warned her about the price of the classes so she had made sure to bring a bit extra Miza just to be sure she had enough depending on how much the classes were. She started nodding her head a bit as she listened to Merida explain what was on the papers before she remembered the woman couldn't see her. Her cheeks flushed and she couldn't help nod again at herself this time. "Ok, mhm..." She said a few times when Merida took a moment to breathe. "Ok, that works out wonderfully, Thank you." She said as she started pulling out the correct amount of Miza, she carefully set them on the desk before she took the offered board and graphite. Her eyes skimmed over what was on the papers then scribbled her name in pretty penmanship under the classes for both Medicine and Herbilism. Taking an extra sheet of paper for both classes that had all the info on it, Ki'toka handed Merida back the board and graphite. "Ok, there... Uh, name is on both lists there and..."She scooted the little pile of Miza closer to the woman. "Here is the 18 GM for the two classes. Is there anything else I need to do for registering? Oh, and Nel'fi said that a room was provided here for students... Do..." She felt her cheeks warming up again, feeling that she was asking too many questions and possibly bothering the woman. "Do I just pick a room or are they assigned?" She asked, standing there still nearly as tense as she'd been when she walked in, the papers she'd collected from the board clutched in her hands as she stood ready to retreat if the woman told her to go.

[Traverse]

Merida gestured to the paper, eyes staring blankly out between the two of them. "There should be a small map on the bottom of that. All dormitories are in the base of the temple, which is mostly submerged, though it does not matter what room you take."

And with that the receptionist turned her head back toward the table and began sifting through other papers.

Ki'toka :

Experience:

Observation 1

Inventory:

- 18 GM (For herbalism and medicinal classes)

[Neive]

' Not Just A New Job. A New Way Of Life. ' Timestamp: 47th Day of Spring, 515 AV 　　　　　　　Early Afternoon Location: The Opal Temple, Reception Chamber 　　After spending some time to bask in the serene tranquility of Rak'keli's shrine, Neiva left finally knowing where her future would take her. Having a sense of direction filled Neiva with excited anticipation and eagerness - feelings which she had never before thought could be so thrilling. She had made a decision all by herself and it was a decision she couldn't be happier with. She was finally going to have a job of her own, a life of her own. Her whole body shook with enthusiasm and she had to restrain herself from sprinting down the halls, as she made her way towards the reception chamber. 　　A broad, childish grin plastered across Neiva's delicate features, reaching a violet gaze that settled upon the receptionist, Merida Zuval, as she approached, a skip in her step as she reached the desk. As the woman looked up Neiva noticed her odd ghost like gaze and found it curious rather than frightening. Neiva was still naive in her way of thinking and was naturally incapable of judging others. 　　"Welcome to the Opal Temple. How can we help you?" The warm smile accompanied with kind words, was all Neiva needed to know that she had a good soul. 　　Barely containing her excitement, Neiva's voice ended up coming out fast and high pitched, as she picked at the skin around her thumbnail - a nervous tick, she was unaware of. "Um, yes, thank you. Hi. Miss may I.. Um.. May I please so very much join the ranks of the Opal Order? I would be a hard working student and I won't let you down! I'll do anything you ask Miss. I'm dedicated to fulfilling the wishes and values of Rak'keli to the end." 　　As she finished her stumbling of words Neiva bowed slightly at the waist, dipping her head in servitude and respect as she anxiously awaited the answer that could change her life for the better.