"Mmmm... so... hungry..."



    Ingrid groaned as she slowly made her way across the darkening grounds of Garreg Mach. After a slip-up during the previous battle nearly lost their forces the last battle, Ingrid had been training nearly all day. In fact, she had been so focused on training that she had completely neglected to eat, and the no one would be cooking anything in the monastery's kitchen at this

"Wait, what is 'flying buttress' meaning?"



    Petra glanced at her

tactics

textbook in confusion, then reached across her desk to pull out her handy dictionary yet again. Even though she still had trouble with 

Fódlan's

language, she knew that as the future leader

    
“That’s it for today, you can go home now.”


    
Adam relaxed, finally free of the boredom of his history class that was inexplicably required to obtain a degree in chemistry. As he leaned back in his seat, he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see his classmate Tara staring at him.


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