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You wind up in Brewmaster Barleyfist’s class on Dwarven Brewing. He looks
like he’s already been hitting the sauce a little bit... he startles as you appear.
“ACH! Oh yeh, there’s classes startin’ today, eh,” he mumbles. And then,
loudly, “Are you here for me class, little lass?!”




“TIS ME BEER HAT! Do ye like it? I made it meself this summer.”




“PFEH,” Barleyfist scoffs. “Do you know how early we dwarves begin a’drinkin’?
Why, I remember the first time I had me some ale, I was still a wee baby
suckling from me mothers -- ”




“‘Twas me family’s secret brew! Something I won’t be teachin’ ye little fellers
here, but don’t ye worry, I won’t keep all the good stuff for meself. So tell me,
lass, what’s your favorite brew?”




“HAW! Good catch! You CAN’T DRINK AT VALEFOR, hawhawhaw!” He takes
more sips of... whatever is in his hat. “Ye knew I was gonna ask ye a trick
question didn’t ya? I like ya, lass. You’re a bright one. We’ll get along well this
year, won’t we?”

You find yourself in the presence of the vampire Lady Alzbeta, Valefor’s top
Anthropology instructor. She’s had lifetimes to study, and her knowledge in
the field is unmatched, but you seem to have walked in on a conversation
she’s having with the... skull?




“Oh, sorry,” Alzbeta blinks as she wakes from her trance. “Oh my, are you a
new student here? I love new blood- It’s so interesting to see how you all
adapt to your new surroundings. Are you interested in any particular kind of
anthropology?”




“Excellent! Human culture on Gaia is so diverse, it’s fascinating. You could
study it for lifetimes! As I have. Once I stayed with a tribe on a small island
that buried whale meat in the ground and then would dig it up months later
to eat!”




“Isn’t it?! Recently I’ve been studying the belief that all people think about
the world in terms of binary opposites- such as good and evil, or life and
death- and that all cultures can be understood in terms of these opposites...
Does this sound familiar?”




“Amazing! You’re going to have so much fun here, this course is tough
but very enlightening. We’ll learn so much together!”

You arrive at the Healing Magic classroom with Professor Lorraine. She is a
ghostly spirit, but she still lingers around Valefor to pass on her extensive
knowledge of healing magic. “You’re gawking,” she notes flatly.




“It’s quite alright. But now that you’re here, we should get down to business.
You’re here to practice Healing Magic, yes? Not everybody possesses the
spirit of healing... do you?”




“Have you ever recovered suddenly from an illness? Or perhaps have an
injured pet seem fine after only a few hours? You may have been healing
them unconsciously. Close your eyes, I can help you sense the healing
spirit within you.” As you close your eyes, she plunges her cold spiritly
fingers into your mind...




“Yes, you have a lot of potential within you. Why don’t you show me
what you can do?”




“So impressive! You willl do splendidly at Valefor. I can help you refine your
raw talent and turn you into a respected Healing Mage. Let’s begin!”

You find yourself in the new Alchemy classroom with Professor Sarris. He
seems very preoccupied with his work, so you...




“Ah, thank you. Forgive me - I heard you come in, but Alchemy is a tedious art...
You know, Alchemy is ancient, created centuries ago by the Dark Elves. It is
truly a privilege to have a chance to learn this skill. Are you here to study under
me?”




“Splendid. So tell me... why are you interested in Alchemy?”




“Good. Alchemy takes lots of dedication... and practice. There will be countless
mistakes and even more failed attempts. Are you prepared?”




Professor Sarris smiles. “I guess with time we shall see if you truly are, but that
attitude will certainly do you good. Come, let me show you some beginner
formulas...”

You find yourself in the Greenhouse with Professor Hana, caretaker of Valefor’s
grounds and instructor of Nature Magic. She doesn’t seem to be having the best
of mornings. “The snapdragons are SO moody today!”




“Well I would if they would just let me- wait, you know about snapdragons?
Magical ones?”




“I see! That’s good, since they have a habit of devouring small children if neglected,”
she giggles. “So you like reading up on Nature Magic, huh? Do you know what type
of food Tiger Lilies prefer?”




“Wow you really do read up! You’ll do really well in this class! So what’s your favorite
studying material?”




“Alright! That’s one of my favorites too! You’re going to do great here.
Welcome to Valefor!”

You find yourself transported to the Valefor grounds for Caretaker Tia’s class on
Mythical Creatures. You barely have a chance to gather your surroundings before
she shouts, “ALRIGHT, RUNTS! Get your butts in a single file line before I burn
‘em off!”




“Very good, I guess that was fast enough. With mythical creatures, you can’t afford
to react slow. I don’t want to be taking your chewed up bums up to Professor
Lorraine when class is over, got it? Good, who wants to take the baby griffon?

You’ve arrived at the Forensics classroom, a very difficult class that Doctor Isaac,
the school’s resident zombie, teaches. As you walk in, another student runs out of
the classroom with his hand clasped tightly over his mouth. “Don’t worry about him.
That happens a lot on the first day.”




“Forensic pathology is not for the weak of stomach. How strong is yours?”




“That is pretty strong, though I strongly discourage you from continuing that diet. If
nothing else, your coroner will thank you. Very well, I assume you’ve taken all of the
prerequisites and done all of the necessary studying prior to taking my class then.”




“Good. Then you should easily be able to tell me what is considered the diagnosis
of a disease based on tissue samples, not individual cells.”

You find yourself in the Dark Magic classroom with Quentin, a third year student with
a talent in shapeshifting. “The Dark Magic Professor will be out until he is released
from the hospital. Until then, I’ve unfortunately been assigned to tutor you.”




“They said you’d ask that. They wouldn’t tell me either. I wouldn’t worry though, this
happens a lot. So you want to practice Dark Magic?”




“Heh, you’re such a first year. I thought so too. So let’s see you cast something.
You can cast,... right?”

Oops...you’ve been sent to detention with Doctor Isaac. This should be thrilling...


Detention! Quentin makes you write on an endless chalkboard until you can
barely see straight.


Detention! You’re sent to Brewmaster Barleyfist where he uses you as a seat.