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AC: 14/16 | HP: 18/18 | Fortitude: +5 | Reflex: +4 | Will: +9 | Perception: +7

Standing in line in the crowded dining hall of Magaambya is another novel experience for young Thandeka. Back home in Bendakarh, she would simply make her own meal after cooking for both her mother and grandmother. No fuss, no bother. It was the way of things. Now here she was waiting to be served… by others! Amazing! Simply amazing.

And just as amazing to her is the wide variety of peoples assembled here under one roof. Certainly, she had met other Zenj tribesmen during her short life and the occasional Bekyar trader, Bonuwat fisherman, and Mauxi pilgrim. Once or twice Mualijae elves traveled through her humble village on their way to some important battles somewhere, she would wager. As a child she had heard stories about the Mbe'ke and the Taralu dwarves to the northern and eastern parts of the Mwangi Expanse. She had even met a Kaava pygmy kech once and lived to tell the tale.

But here in Magaambya there are so many, many other peoples. Far more than she had ever heard of in ancient sagas or could imagine in her wildest dreams. And all behaving just as nicely as you please. Calmly. Orderly. She could get to liking it around here, but she knew that her chances of acceptance were slim. She was just an ordinary girl, but here! Here, she was competing with the best of the best – mages, wizards, sorcerers, witches, druids, and other powerful spellcasters.

Then she paused. No. No, this is no way for a priestess of Sarenrae the Dawnflower to think. No defeatist talk. She would strive and she would overcome her fears. She would do her absolute best to get into this academy because her family and her people believe in her, and so must Thandeke also believe in herself.

Coming up to a table of fellow aspirants, she takes an open seat quietly but confidently. Setting her tray of food down, she offers a brief prayer of thanks to her patron goddess, then introduces herself to the others assembled. “Greetings, gentle beings. My name is Thandeka Sun-Steel, daughter of Ashiki Heart-Strong, and granddaughter of Imara Farsight. And who might you be, my friends, and from where do you come?”

AC: 14/16 | HP: 18/18 | Fortitude: +5 | Reflex: +4 | Will: +9 | Perception: +7

Standing in line in the crowded dining hall of Magaambya is another novel experience for young Thandeka. Back home in Bendakarh, she would simply make her own meal after cooking for both her mother and grandmother. No fuss, no bother. It was the way of things. Now here she was waiting to be served… by others! Amazing! Simply amazing.

And just as amazing to her is the wide variety of peoples assembled here under one roof. Certainly, she had met other Zenj tribesmen during her short life and the occasional Bekyar trader, Bonuwat fisherman, and Mauxi pilgrim. Once or twice Mualijae elves traveled through her humble village on their way to some important battles somewhere, she would wager. As a child she had heard stories about the Mbe'ke and the Taralu dwarves to the northern and eastern parts of the Mwangi Expanse. She had even met a Kaava pygmy kech once and lived to tell the tale.

But here in Magaambya there are so many, many other peoples. Far more than she had ever heard of in ancient sagas or could imagine in her wildest dreams. And all behaving just as nicely as you please. Calmly. Orderly. She could get to liking it around here, but she knew that her chances of acceptance were slim. She was just an ordinary girl, but here! Here, she was competing with the best of the best – mages, wizards, sorcerers, witches, druids, and other powerful spellcasters.

Then she paused. No. No, this is no way for a priestess of Sarenrae the Dawnflower to think. No defeatist talk. She would strive and she would overcome her fears. She would do her absolute best to get into this academy because her family and her people believe in her, and so must Thandeke also believe in herself.

Coming up to a table of fellow aspirants, she takes an open seat quietly but confidently. Setting her tray of food down, she offers a brief prayer of thanks to her patron goddess, then introduces herself to the others assembled. “Greetings, gentle beings. My name is Thandeka Sun-Steel, daughter of Ashiki Heart-Strong, and granddaughter of Imara Farsight. And who might you be, my friends, and from where do you come?”