Dining Hall

"Welcome, recruits of wizardry!
Please sit down, students of magic!"
With no wait, we took place at the well-filled dining table. None of us wanted to wait any longer after hours in cold rain
"So, rejoice, Appentices of thaumaturgy!
You've entered the diningroom of "The Academy of Legerdemain""
At this point, I no longer listened on the ramblings of my teacher-to-be. The wait had made me impatient, and somewhere in my mind where only fried chicken and a nice, clean bed. Despite this begin the first time in the capital, I was not impressed like I was promised. The benches were uncomfortable, and I could bet that if I weren't so hungry, the food would seem a lot less appealing.