"No? Alright then. Well from noon to the fourth hour each day, my office is open to anyone without appointment, feel free to drop by if anything arises." then the Shadow Master quietly left. The sound of the front door to the flat closing offering a loud contrast to the quiet of the living area. There was no noise, save for the soft crackle of the hearth fire, and Ashia turning a page on the thick leather bound tome she was reading.
"There's tea in the kettle" Ashia said, just loud enough to be heard but not enough to seem out of place in the quiet room. Without looking up from her book, she added, "In the larder, there is an jar of honey, a small cup of cinnamon, a bottle of milk- which need to be used up today least it goes bad -, so feel free to make yourself some, or unpack your room and get settled in. Training for tomorrow is to be self pursued, the official teacher for our year is an Umbra Ranger, he was called away for a mission during group sparing today, so the substitute is looking over his notes and classes will resume as normal the day after tomorrow. Finally, Second years with last names 'A' through 'G' have kitchen duty tomorrow evening. And now, you are up to speed." With the turning of another page, the quiet of the room returned.