Serilus was sitting on the branch a tree, his scarf hanging about a foot below him towards the ground. He wasn't necessarily happy about having to attend some dumb school for this. His dad was very insistent actually. "Why does the son of the trickster god have to do this? I bet my other siblings didn't..." It was then he remembered the odd nature of siblings and decided to silently walk into the school with his annoyed face half covered by his long scarf.