The main assembly hall buzzed with anticipation, murmurs and numerous conversations filled the air. Every Student Bearer in the Academy was present, wearing their crisp uniforms and involved in separate conversations, others silent.
But there was a thick tension in the air that even the most distracted Students couldn't ignore.
Not only where the Student Bearers present, but staff, teachers and Mystagogues. Even the Dean, Gladdeus Smallbutter in his stout, dwarf form, contrasting the taller staff and teachers with his noble scholar robes.
The learned man fidgeted slightly, his face mostly unreadable, but his presence alone signaled the seriousness of the gathering.
