Sylva
Letting her eyes wander, she watched as Locus began to hoist up Rame after removing the arrow. A second there, and the next, gone in violet shine. Nodding, she turned to the remaining combatants. Students.
"After this... situation," Sylva said, voice cold as ice. "I do not think it suitable for any more fighting today. That said, it simply will not do for you all to stand around nothing... but I fear it may be our only option. Follow me, please." Turning on her heal, she motioned behind her with her staff and then walked across the scarred battlefield, Tempus by her side. For convenience sake, she waved her staff once; and the shards of broken trees hung in the air like rain stopped in the midst of their descent, a shining aura of every colour shimmering beautifully at their edges. There hadn't been many trees for her to disassemble, and as such, this was much easier for her. Just beyond the set of trees was a wide opening, methodically cleared. It was in the middle of the forest, yes, but safety came first. And any creatures around were hardly a match for them. To their right were three dorms; three bunk beds in each, along with various other necessities. Beside it was a grand building; imposing and regal, adorned with lustrous metals. Two outcroppings came from the side, each with their own door. There were benches and tables constructed outside, and a beautiful fountain in honour of Coerator Kitus - a powerful stag made of gold, water sprouting from his horns.
"This is where you will be spending your time. The facilities will be explained to you shortly. Whilst Locus, Tempus and myself clear up this incident, you are free to enter the dorms and converse among yourselves. The forests are dangerous. Do not. Leave this place." With that, Sylva turned around and stomped off; Tempus following suit.
Locus
Whilst the man awaited the arrival of his two friends, he said not a single word to Rame. He did, however, speak a few words to Miss Lasia - a part time worker here whenever new recruits were sent in. Dressed in varying shades of blue with wavy platinum hair, her caring eyes turned to Rame whilst her hand lowered to touch her knee. A turquoise tint lined the frame of her hand, lighting up Rame's skin. Her touch was cool - incredibly so. A contrast to the heat of Rame. Closing her eyes, she let her Lumen flow through to Rame - repairing her broken knee after a solid minute of keeping her trained hand still. When she was done, she bounced back onto her feet in joy - she was always happy to help! Quickly walking over to get a glass of water for Rame, she lowered it onto the wooden table beside her.
"Drink up, honey." She prompted, voice sweet and smooth. It was as if she couldn't hurt a fly! "The world's gonna need ya one day." She spoke with the familiar twang of Occasus people, and seemed to visibly jump when the door slammed open; and an exceptionally angry Sylva stomped into view.
"Care to explain the events I just witnessed?" She asked, voice dangerously calm. "Because if the south didn't desperately need new recruits, I'd have you sent back home immediately."