[center][h1][b]Iraleth Kyrios[/b][/h1][/center]

Iraleth could feel the influx of essence from the moment she stepped into the room. She paused for a moment, taking it in. How gratuitous. At the very least, Wingram was sparing no expense in this matter. Even the facilities available in Vaal Nero's cathedral hadn't matched up to this. The half-elf resisted the urge to let out a low whistle, and continued on into the room. She found her seat easily enough, marked in the center row towards the right, and promptly sat her plated behind down in it, reaching into her bag to extract her study materials. 

Classroom and book learning had never been a strength of hers. Even learning scriptures as part of her religious education had been trying, and arguably the most difficult part of her path towards becoming an Astran paladin. That only meant she had to focus and try harder. There were a few minutes left before class was supposed to begin, but it didn't hurt to prepare now. 

Though it was difficult to get into the right mindset to focus when Iraleth could practically feel eyes on her every now and then. She looked up and glanced around for a moment only to catch...ah. The girl with the crippling Ethos. Otis was seemingly trying to bargain with her for a change of seating, so Iraleth only settled for dryly raising an eyebrow at Chloe, waiting to see how she would respond. What, was the other half-elf sore over Iraleth's easy defeat of her yesterday? If so, it was just karma for how Chloe had been treating those she'd defeated before Iraleth arrived on the scene.