MY LITTLE PONIES & GOATS (WHO ARE FOOD FOR DRAGONS)

[soulping]

[ In this isolated chamber, there are enough chairs around the rickety, rotten wooden desk to seat everybody. Some sunlight streams through the boarded windows to give enough light. You have pencils, pens, some scrap paper to brainstorm with, and a formal test sheet to put your final answers on. ]

Comments

[unguilded]

I hope so, too.

Coco, huh? Cute! Do you remember anything about medicine, by any chance?

[moderndaywhitemage]

Just magic, sorry.

[unguilded]

Magic? What kind?

[moderndaywhitemage]

I sort of remember how to heal a little bit...

[unguilded]

Wow, really? That's amazing! And really helpful.

[moderndaywhitemage]

I hope so.

[unguilded]

It is. Even though our patrons can help us a little in that area if we get hurt, it always helps to have more people who can do incredible things!

[moderndaywhitemage]

I guess so... It's just sort of normal where I come from, though. I think? There was a class about it in school.