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Nicolae looked exited he had read about Nagas before and had always wanted to see one. "A Naga? Really? I thought that they were all extinct."

Haxiil blinked and bounced up and down. "That is so cool! Those are but rumors in homelands!" He stopped and looked at Toleris. "He is from the desert too brother! Isn't that cool???" he said. Really excited and his features were paling a bit do to how excited he was. He looked at his brother. Then to the teacher. "Why are you here Teacher? If you were in a desert tribe why did you come someplace without sand? Was it so you could have more water" His heart was racing and he moved a hand to his chest. He was smiling from excitement.

Toleris sighed. "Please calm down Haxiil." his voice soft as he grabbed his brothers shoulder giving him a very worried look as he saw noticeable details of his illness. he wasn't going to stop him from talking to the teacher, however he shouldn't make himself sick.
He ignored the teacher practically, listening to his question and anyone who decided to answer, however his brother came first.

Haxiil looked at Teloris.

"Wow....I didn't expect that there would be so much hatred amongst desert tribes. Sadly it reminds me of our tribe brother. I feel bad for Teacher. He must miss home."

He said with a kind and compassionate heart. Looking at Ulrick.

"Yes...he does. It is okay Teacher. You can leave the desert but the desert will never leave you. You should smile and remember that you can see the desert when you sleep."

He said with a smile. Trying to make the teacher feel better but he was excited and now sad. He sat down and he breathed a bit hard for a second.

"Sorry...I just thought it was really cool."

He closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down. Leaning into him and soon his hand lowered.

"I am alright now brother. You can relax."

He said warmly and kindly.. Looking up at him with a warm smile.

Ulrick smiled genuinly at the young elf, he glanced to the elder senseing much of his own stubborn elder brother in the young male. Mentally sighing he looked to the last student. His smile returned, "Well to answer my question boys, Grammar is the system of languages. I start with Grammar because many believe Grammar to be rules...and where would Literature be without Grammar?" He shrugged before curling one leg under the other as he bent it to continue on, "I want you three to search these shelves...in here is a book you've been looking for. Trust me...titles will grasp your attention. There is no summary of these books, your first project is to pick one book and write me a summary of it. You will have till the end of the month."

((OOC: My mother is a honest to god teacher for elementary school. I hope to one day become a English Teacher...and yeah, my 9th Grade English teacher asked us that same question. XD))

Haxiil looked at Teloris. Then smiled back at the teacher. Then went to listened to him. Taking notes on the paper he had pulled out. He listened to him as he spoke. Tilting his head to the side. He then straightened. He had a good point. He looked at him. Huh? He hadn't been looking for a book. He looked confusedly at Teloris. He stood up and blinked a bit. He looked at Teloris.

"I will look for that book..."

he said. Confused as he didn't know what book. He blinked a bit and headed through to find the book. Walking slowly and with beautiful grace despite the slow movements. He looked around more and found a book. He couldn't understand most of the title. Sumanatra...something. He frowned...sounded dark and forboding. He flipped through the pages and saw it was a book he needed to do

ooc: edited with stuff oocly talked of

Ulrick clasped his hands as he smiled at his students, the teacher blinked as he looked out the window to see winged creatures fly like bats out of hell in the distance. A shiver running down his spine alerting him to dragons nearby. He looked back to the class still puzzled but hoping he wasn't in for trouble later...

"Odd..." he muttered, "All right boys start reading...at least one class per week will be an entire reading session. You can read your project book or any others that catch your interest among the shelves." he placed his hands on his crossed knees before reaching behind himself to pull out an old leather book, proceeding to read it to support his statement.

Nicolae sighed as he settled himself down with the book and opened it to the first page. THe art work inside of the book jumped out at him and he felt his heart racing. He had never been overly fond of this book but he picked it so he might as well read it.