Really, a NightWing? Her frown deepens the slightest increment. She knew the school was all about getting the different tribes to coexist, but this was a but much.

"Actually, it's the only luggage I brought with me. You'll find I'm not a frivolous person." She took a key out of the white pouch she was wearing and unlocked it, opening the lid. The chest was filled with scrolls, carefully arranged so they wouldn't get mixed up during travel. They were all clearly labeled, revealing their contents were mostly medicinal in nature.

"I ight be inclined to lend them out if others are interested."