Leith Calder
Two weeks have passed since Lyn's Hunt, and Leith was feeling terrible. He had been so close to death so many times in past year than he felt appropriate, and the events of the hunt lingered with him. It caused him to wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat more than once. The night before had been no different, so as he usually did whenever sleep evaded him, he had set out for the library. To research a bit more on the Falling process he had ahead of him at some point in the future.
Stifling a yawn and with a slight limp, Leith left the library. Once he had been brought back to the College after the hunt, he had had his leg healed by Lidda since, as he was surprised to hear, the Naga had pretty much shattered his leg. Had he been in it's grasp any longer, his other leg might have done the same. The procedure had been quick and healed his leg fully, but he had a limp that he was told would go away in a few weeks time. With a sigh, Leith wandered the halls and let his mind wander.
This was the second time that he had encountered something known as the Wild. Both times, the ring that had affixed itself to his finger had spoke to him. He thought back at how the first time it talked to him it said that Althalus knew more about the Wild than he was letting on. Then, he had let it lie because it didn't seem that important, that it was a one off, but now that it happened again, it may be something a lot more relevant.
With that thought in mind, Leith decided he needed to talk with Althalus. With as a plan in mind, Leith set out to find Althalus. In a short amount of time, Leith was at the door Althalus' and Mar's den. He steeled himself and knocked on the door. The depression that Mar had been in since the hunt had been very disheartening, and from the few times he came by to check up on her, the depression was almost a part of the atmosphere and seemed to latch on to whoever was there. He waited at the door with a somber look on his face, a different look that the smile he tried to wear when he tried to talk to Mar.
Darius Jura
Darius ducked under a wild hook and sent an uppercut to his opponent's abdomen. The man dropped to his knees and held his side. That was about the fifth punch that Darius had landed in the exact same spot. His opponent waved off against any further possible attack and returned to nursing his side. Cheers broke out from around him and Darius left the pit. He received his money from the fight and made his way to the bar. Underhaven was a good place to fight and no one seemed to mind the fighting there as long as it was fair.
There was a commotion as plants started creeping up the body of the Necromancy teacher Uicle. Darius looked at the scene for a moment before continuing to one of the open seats, as he made his way towards the bar, someone bumped into him. It was some kid that got up and started making his exit once he saw the girl wrapping vines around the teacher. He looked Yarosmeran.
"Watch where you are going, kid," he barked at the kid, before turning to the bar and taking a seat next to Uicle.
He watched as Tyrael told Uicle that he was leaving and got up started making his way out of Underhaven. Darius was surprised that Tyrael was leaving so early. He ordered a drink and passively listened to any further conversation between Uicle and Tyrael, curious as to what was said to get the Demonmancer to leave
It was frustrating to see the demon drowning himself with drink because he wasn't there when the hunting party was attacked, and if Uicle hadn't stepped in, Darius would have.