The day's last class was Introduction to Alchemy, a course only offered to those who had attained Rank 3 or higher.
As the students filed into the alchemy classroom, their eyes were immediately drawn to the figure standing confidently at the front.
Professor Marriotte Chiborn, an academic with an air of mysterious authority, stood amidst an array of intriguing alchemical apparatus, her presence demanding immediate respect.
Her hair, a lustrous shade of chestnut brown, was gathered into an impeccably crafted bun, with a few elegant wisps lightly framing her face, marked by an enigmatic and observant gaze.
Subtle age lines around her eyes and mouth hinted at years filled with both wisdom and moments of deep introspection.
She donned a long, dark robe, simultaneously functional and stylish, fastened with gleaming silver clasps and adorned with concealed pockets.
