Year One

Red Robes, classes, more people my age than I’ve ever seen before - this is the beginning of learning how to use my magic!
 
I’m really excited to meet the other students. I wonder if there will be any other halflings?
 
First year was a culture shock. The grand Elven creation that is Ioth Academy is like nothing she’s ever dreamed of, having lived her life in huts and burrows in hiding from the Infernals. Yet there she stood, in a place of beauty, a place of safety, a place which she herself had been chosen for. Handpicked to experience this entirely different way of living, and to receive a magical education that could be vitally important to her people’s well being. She resolved the moment she set foot on Academy grounds, after following a twisting enchanted trail through a suddenly unfamiliar forest, that she would learn every. Single. Thing that she possibly could.
 
As a generally upbeat and adventurous child, it was easy for her to be outgoing enough to make friends in her classes right away, and her enthusiasm was appreciated by her educators. Other than a tendency to wander the halls and gardens at all hours, quickly corrected, she fit in quite well.
 
One of the things she found the most joy in was learning woodcarving. It fit in well with her love of crafting, and she built her way toward a lovely, detailed, carefully oiled wooden sculpture representing an oversized version of a common Hillfolk trinket.
 
Classes:
Fundamental Arcana
Steps of Spellcasting
Reading & Writing
Arithmetic
 
Elective:
Arts & Crafts