IC: Phobia (Gym --> Armoury) "Thank you, prefect," says Phobia through gritted teeth, before turning on his heel and leaving, heading to the Armoury to pick up a shield. I am going to kill him, he thinks. First chance I get, that interfering idiot is going to die by my hand. IC: Mahara (Entranceway) Mahara steps through the doorway, and breathes in the air of Corpus Rahkshi. Corpus Rahkshi, she thinks to herself, the place where rahkshi become better rahkshi, and dreams come true! She walks forward, and looks around the hall. OOC: Mahara (aka overly optimistic rahkshi) open for interaction.