Isolde's Class
In Isolde's classroom, Veral could see many people of all ages waiting for their first assignment. It wasn't going to be too hard, since this mainly focused on synthesizing. He assumed each grade was going to get a different assignment, even if they had the same class. Isolde began to speak from the front of the class. "Hello students. Some of you may not know me, since you just arrived. Anyway, you know my name, and that's all that really matters. So, I should get into todays lecture." Everyone sighed when they heard she was going to give them a lecture. "What? You don't want me to tell you what you need to know? Fine, I'll skip straight to the assignments. Freshman, I want you to create some Nicro Cloth. You have to start somewhere. Sophomores, since you already know what you're doing, I want you to make Silky Cloth. Seniors, I want you to make me Formell Fabric. All of these things are basic ingredients for synthesizing. I expect to see it soon. Find all the materials yourself. Class dismissed." Veral thought for a moment. "Some Silky cloth shouldn't be too hard to make." He headed to the workshop.
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