(Literally everyone is telling her not to give her last name, why would they give her last name to other guards, plenty of people dont have surnames, hell half the knights dont)

"Right, here you are then. Ter'rugo said this was yours." The guard reached over and grabbed the sword, hefting it up and over to hold out to Alyssa.

(If you've got nothing else I think we're good to TS at this point?)

(I'll start it off)

In Elodus it was another day as Kira awoke and headed out as Eric was still asleep. Today she will talk with Amelia, no matter what.

Alyssa took a deep breath and got ready for training. This will be the most important day of her life. Keep her name hidden...while she didn't like it. She understood...

In Hollow, Bair stood across from Veronica, Aliester, Zephyra, and Roland. Bair said "Veronica, I..."

Veronica kissed him and said "I love you"

"I love you too" as she stepped back, with Bair looking at Roland. "Thank you...for...finding someone to keep us safe."

Amelia was eating breakfast quietly in the dining hall, reading.

Ryker finished his bowl of oats, leaning back to rest his eyes for a moment. He’d been up late, piecing together the maddening day he’d had yesterday and trying to make sense of it. Working with Pendragon’s surviving rebels. He would have never imagined it, but he quite enjoyed it. Even if they were gruff.

Roland nodded. “Hypha is an experienced light mage, who will also be able to communicate with us instantly. I hope your training goes well,” he said.

Hypha waited quietly, looking...bored. She wasn’t exactly excited to go live in the woods for who knows how long, but she didn’t exactly have a choice.

Suzanne Heron could not believe this was the job she was stuck with, shepherding incoming students around the city proper, and teaching them the ins and outs of Arcana. A “student mentor” as they put it, it made her want to gag, but...it was the next step in proving her worth to the school. So, she would do as she was told, but she wouldn’t coddle these newcomers. “Right, listen up. My name is Suzanne. Suzanne. Not Suzy, not Anne, not Annie. I am not your friend, nor will I be. I am your mentor and your guide as you adjust to life in Arcana and your studies here at the university, but so help me, if you come to me for help with anything that isn’t related to casting, conjuration, or night magic, I will bestow upon you a curse so terrible you will wish you had never set foot upon these stones. I will not do your homework, I will not help you un-hex your roommate, I do not care what you do but if you get me in trouble...” she paused, frowning as she looked over all of them. “Don’t. Any questions?” She paused again, watching as several hands went up. “None? Good. Let’s go. Keep up, I will not wait for you,” she said, and then turned and began to walk into the city.

(have a young, 3KX Suzy, except she’s not at all that smiley)

"Looks like everyone is here, sire." The lieutenant spoke to Amondel after finishing the count, and the king of Fellthyr nodded to him before stepping forward. "Good morning everyone, I want to thank each and every one of you before we begin for your willingness to become a part of the guard. And while I will not be training you today, when you become full fledged guards I do hope you'll be ready for the weekly training drills I run currently, to keep every guard in top shape. As you might expect from that, being a guard of Fellthyr comes with a great deal of expectations, as even if you are not a royal guard, you guard something I consider just as important. You guard each and every soul within these walls, and if you are willing to take on that burden, I welcome you in. If you aren't, there is no shame in leaving now. Taking on this great responsibility is a choice, and it is one only you can make."

Galahad just hoped nobody started trouble, he wasn't exactly the type of fighter that flew under the radar.

"Whew, she's a cutie but I don't know if it's worth the risk, y'know?" A massive elf in black robes quietly remarked with a grin to some random guy standing beside him, practically having to bend over just to whisper it near his head. "But hey, life's short, gotta take risks." He grinned and bumped the back of his hand on the guy's shoulder, who refused to respond lest Suzanne overhear them. The elf leaned over to a female elf on his other side. "Looking like a real fun school already, huh?" He quietly asked her, to which she nodded. "Yeah, doubt I'll be going to her for advice." She responded. The elf smiled and nodded in agreement. "I might risk it, but that's just because I like a little risk here and there. Camus Goldfelt, by the way." He quietly introduced himself.

Kira started to get food for herself.

Alyssa paid attention and stayed put. She has come to far to just quit now.

Bair looked at Grim, Grim asking "Are you ready?"

Bair nodded saying "Yeah" as they walked out.

Ryker opened his eyes as the noise in the inn dropped some and he looked over, spotting Galahad. He raised his hand in greeting to get the man's attention.

Suzanne looked over to the rather large elf and gave him a once over, her gaze traveling up and down before she met his eyes. "If you're studying necromancy, there's no need to register an undead, if you're not, you'd likely have to, but it'd be a hard sell," she replied.

Hypha gave one last parting glance to Roland, who nodded at her, and she followed Bair and Grim out.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, I'm late for a meeting," Gendry said, hurrying downstairs as he was trying to tie up his vest. His hair was still awry from sleep and he had yet to put on his shoes, looking around for his bag. He had a meeting with Myrwin this morning, and needed to hurry lest he miss the meeting entirely.

Amelia traced the page with her finger, mouthing what she read to herself as she studied the short hand guide outlined in the first journal of Pendragon's tactician. She'd recently acquired the tactical war journals, having found them amongst the other rebel literature they had confiscated. It was all written meticulously in small journals, scribbled in complex short hand, which she was currently trying to study and memorize so she could continue reading the several other journals she had grabbed. They were all hidden away in a lockbox under her bed. She was glad to have snuck them out of the library before they burned all the rebel literature they'd seized, else these delightful tomes would be nothing but ash. The journal was tucked into a larger book of poems that she was pretending to read, as she didn't think her father would like it much at all to discover she was reading about war and battle tactics, but it interested her far more than the massive tome of ancient Elodusian poems she was assigned. 

(It’s not Pendragon’s handwriting. It’s Percy’s)

(AH Sorry XD)

Kira looked at Amelia as she walked up from behind her asking "Whatcha reading?"

Ryker nodded, putting his money to pay on the table as he stood. "I should be good," he said.

Suzanne rolled her eyes as she turned away again. "Let's continue on," she said, moving forward once again.

"Very late," Gendry said, rushing into the kitchen. "Have you seen my bag?" he asked, looking under the table.

(My bad)
Amelia looked up, surprised. “Oh, uh, Kira. It’s nothing. Just an old journal I found, it’s written in coded short hand so I’m trying to study the code,” she said.

(Also uh, you yourself forgot Alyssa. It’s just plain rude to act like our characters didn’t respond or are ignoring yours simply because we, the writers, forgot)

(I really, REALLY don't think that tracks Dillon. Percy joined the war efforts in the last five years of the war, and I believe Kira had left by then. Not only that, there is a ten year age difference between Kira and Percy, so I highly doubt he was sending Kira coded letters to Kira here in the castle, they ALL abandoned her when she abandoned them. Why would Percy keep in contact with her and send letters to the castle of all places? She should hate him as much as she does her own father. This is a weird flex and a bit of a stretch. It reads kinda like you're trying to make it so that she had a relationship with Percy beforehand as well, so I really think all of this should be cleared with Equi before just posting it.

The point still stands too that I highly doubt she could recognize handwriting at the drop of a hat. I definitely can't, unless it's particularly distinct)