Classes are done, but your workload is not. Learning magic is hard. You go to the library so you can at least have some peace and quiet. You find an empty table, pull out your textbook, and begin. Only ten minutes later, it feels like the words on the paper are swimming in your vision; it's that hard to keep up. A sound gets your attention and you see Professor Ub at your table, trying to... hop up? Right, he's a dwarf. Eventually Ub succeeds and grins at you. "I take it you'd like some help?"
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