Jitter, the
incident is some students' idea of a prank. One of them dressed up in the aforementioned troll costume and thought it would be funny if they simulated a troll attack. Onni was visiting at the time, heard the "alarm" and may or may not have knocked out the "troll" with his mage magic. Needless to say, he was not pleased when he found out it was a prank. Lalli teaches the Finnish mages. The Academy they teach at is actually different then the one we saw, Reynir decided to open his own school for Finnish and Icelandic mages. (Did it kind of end up as a SSSS version of Hogwarts? Mayyyybe...)
wave, that farmer got what he deserved!
Annuil, great snowball!
Mirasol, cute Vaettur/Maahinen, Hukka, and OC! They are all great!
---All I wanted was a...---
Albatross was lost. It was the end of her first day at the academy, and she couldn't remember where the dorms were. The Academy was huge; it had taken Principal Árnason years to plan and build it. She looked around the halls desperately. No one was in sight. Oh man, she was going to get in trouble for breaking curfew on her very first day! She didn't even know the way back to the main classrooms, even if she dared to ask for help. One of the many cats patrolling the hallways meowed and she jumped in fright. She wasn't sure she liked the cats very much yet. She turned another corner, but neglected to look where she was going, and bumped straight into Professor Hotakainen. The older one. During his class (defending yourself against the evil spirits in the dreamworld,) he had kept a frown on his face the entire time and had talked rapid-fire in Finnish until one brave soul asked if he could translate. Then he did the whole lesson in god-awful Icelandic. Judging by the way he talked to Principal Árnason, he was much better at speaking Icelandic then he had let in in the lesson. This, of all people in the Academy, had to be the one she bumped into, minutes before breaking curfew. All she wanted was a way back to her dorm, was that too much to ask? He asked her something in Finnish, and she could only shrug helplessly.
"You're supposed to be in your dorm," he repeated, this time in blessed Icelandic.
"I- I know sir," she stammered. "I got lost." Prof. Hotakainen sighed and muttered something to himself. She thought she caught the words "annoying," and "stupid," and "troll costume." Albatross wasn't quite sure if she heard that last one correctly.
"Follow me," he grumbled and walked off, presumably in the direction of the dorms. Albatross followed gratefully. She couldn't wait to get some sleep.