Ssarak Dyreackthanose

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Ssarak was relieved that Satori had no objections to him bringing Alaira to the infirmary. Perhaps whatever she did to the Forest Elf was not intentional? Or perhaps she was simply skilled at obfuscating her intentions? Either way, Ssarak found a gargoyle and made his way to the infirmary as quickly as possible, which, admittedly, was rather slow given his fatigue. He explained to the healer present the events which led to her fall into unconsciousness, then took his leave and returned to his room to drop off his axe. 

The gargoyles were, again, instrumental in helping him find Satori's classroom. Fortunately, he arrived not long after she began and was able to find a seat without disturbing anyone. For Ssarak, he actually learned little from the first lecture. His own, limited instruction from his clan had at least gone into the basic principles of his mageblood, but he knew well that she had much more to teach than what a single lecture could convey. He was dubious about the efficacy of the thin sheets of metal she passed out and had a hard time believing they could actually work. After all, if a common metal could block psychomantic attacks, then it would be useless against most soldiers in battle, as well as many other scenarios. There would be no reason for a mage to pursue Psychomancy over Noxomancy. Perhaps she simply wanted them to [i]believe[/i] it would work? He simply packed it away and would likely end up forgetting about it. What he found more interesting, however, was the Investigation Team Satori mentioned. If he could gain an opportunity to help improve the safety and well-being of the college and its students, what reason would he have to refuse?

After class, Ssarak returned to his room, not quite wanting to sleep, but definitely needing to relax. He sat on his bed with his back against the wall, ruminating on the day's events. Given his current state, he would need to cancel his normal endurance training for the day, and he would be unable to practice his psychomancy until the next day at least. He would probably be unable to read another's mind intentionally at the moment, let alone accidentally. Honestly, about the only thing that remained for him to do was to have dinner.