Ssarak Dyreackthanose

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Ssarak had drank the rest of his potion before going to sleep, hoping that a night's rest under its effects would bring him up to an acceptable state to help with rebuilding. His rest that night had been plagued with nightmares, but nevertheless, he awoke feeling at least marginally better the next morning. He sat up on his bed, yawned, and tried to stretch out his aching muscles. His first impression of how he felt was that he was particularly sore. Looking down at his chest, he saw that his scales were still bruised, but not to the extent as the previous night. The blood had dried, and when he applied pressure to his chest, he no longer felt any sharp pains inside him. It seemed the potion had at least mended his fractured rib. It would take more time for him to get back to normal, but for now, he was fine. 

Now that he knew he was fine, there were a thousand other fires in the college he could help put out. Glancing over to the hole between his room and Meirin's, he figured he would make sure she was alright first. She had lost consciousness rather suddenly the previous night, and while she seemed mostly fine, it could not hurt for him to check. "Meirin, are you awake?" He asked through the hole loudly enough for her to hear. Knowing what he knew now about Humans' sense of privacy, he did not want to intrude in her room unless she did not respond for too long.

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[b]Dirssi Xhotharanil[/b]

Obviously, no one had designated a room for Dirssi amid the chaos the previous night, so she had took an empty one temporarily after reuniting with her guards. Two of her guards had died in the fighting, but the rest were uninjured. The same was not likely true for the students who inhabited the room she had taken, as none of them returned in the night. Dirssi quickly dressed herself after she awoke, not that there was much of anything she could do at a moment to accelerate her goals. She was not stupid enough to believe that the college's leadership would worry about handing over a student, who could possibly be dead, to her after such a devastating attack. As much as she hated it, she knew she would just have to wait until the college calmed down so she could either confirm Ssarak had died, or take him into her custody.