NOVEMBER

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WEATHER

November proves to be unusually cold this year, with a heavy frost setting in around the second day of the month and lingering throughout. Temperatures during the day are brisk, leading toward positively cold nights, and some begin to wonder whether the school will see an early snowfall this year. Flurries will begin to set in around the 28th of the month.

ONGOING THROUGH NOVEMBER

GIVE THANKS! November ushers in the last of the harvest festivals, and with them, people are encouraged to come together and give thanks for the bountiful harvest for the year. What does this entail? Festivals around the area, usually with livestock and produce, and, of course, parties with lots and lots of food!
EXAMS! The dreaded mid-terms. You knew this time was coming. Did you study for your tests? Do your tests even matter to you? Teachers, are you a sadist? Or will you show your poor students a bit of mercy (the answer is no, you should never show them mercy)? Heaven or Hell, let's rock these tests!
WATCH OUT! The campus has become a dangerous place lately, and we don't just mean the monster attacks! With temperatures dipping below freezing, frost and ice will begin to spread at a surprising rate. It seems a bit suspicious, actually...
OPEN HOUSE! This time of year is notorious for family members to stop by and visit, and, as such, Valoran Institute will be hosting an open house during the early part of the month. Catch up with your dear aunts and uncles, pester your kid siblings, or maybe just try to avoid getting embarrassed by your parents. Good luck, it never works.
WILD CARD! Come up with your own prompt!

MONSTERS OF THE MONTH!
Things seem to be relatively quiet around the campus, surprisingly enough. It seems that those valorous vigilantes have been gaining a bit of notoriety, judging by how the student body has begun talking about them. But don't get too complacent. Rumor has it that strange robed figures have been spotted around the campus, late at night.

MINI EVENT!

MID-TERM STRETCH! With mid-terms over around the 13th, the faculty have gotten together to play a game. In line with their tradition of nurturing young, strong and tactical minds, they have concocted what they call the Mid-Term Stretch! Students will be pitted against each other in a competition. The sport? To be determined. Although rumor has it that it may have something to do with paint...
(This log will be posted on July 15th)

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[mightydemacian]

[ Garen was fairly sure he had seen this exact question with very minor modifications posed in the textbooks, and he was fairly sure she took every excuse to mark him down for every minor deviation from the textbook too. This was ridiculous, but...

He really didn't want to raise a scene in the middle of the classroom, especially with even more grades at stake, but...

It was the principle of the thing... ]

I don't presume to know better than the history books, professor. I believe that was a perfectly adequate answer.

[ And with that, he sat back down. ]

[ravenborn]

History is already written, but how we choose to understand it is up to interpretation. Understanding is not about rout memorization, but applying the knowledge learned.

Then, Demacia has always been stuck in its ways, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised.

[ She smiled haughtily, letting her eyes fall to Garen before acknowledging the rest of the class. ]

I believe, dear class, this is a lesson that you all need to share. Next class period, we will be having a test on Freljord history, mythology and tribal politics. You will be expected to write, at length, about a topic of my choosing related to the texts. I expect you to take the material that you have learned here over the last few weeks and be able to apply it.

No textbook answers please, Mister Crownguard.

[mightydemacian]

[ Garen was fairly sure that the only reason why this blatant bias against Demacians was allowed to pass was because of tenure. Possibly also because she was rumoured to be sleeping with the chairman, although he tried not to think about such gossip. Still, one day he was going to write something that would force her to give him the grades he knew he deserved.

Yes, his answers were going to be "textbook" because they were going to be used in the next edition of the textbooks.

At least, that was the plan. For today, he would simply have to grin and bear it, the curse of someone doomed to be a junior officer.

He'd show her... He'd definitely show her up. ]

Yes, ma'am.

[ravenborn]

[ Oh, the guardian of the crown prince wanted to prove himself, did he? LeBlanc did always like a game. ]

Garen, please see me after class.

[mightydemacian]

Yes, ma'am.

[ He has no idea what's going on, but if the professor wanted some one-on-one time, then he'll give it to her. He's going to let the rest of the class pass without incident if LeBlanc will let him, and meet her in her office the moment the period is over. ]

[ravenborn]

[ She bids him to enter, hardly looking up from her book as he enters. A vase of blue roses sits on her desk, and overall it looks very classy, albeit a bit dark. ]

I see you waste no time. A lesser man might have made a lady wait.

[ Her lips quirk into a half smile as she puts her book down, careful to mark where she left off with a bit of black ribbon. ]

I imagine you know why I've asked you to meet with me, Mister Crownguard.

[mightydemacian]

I pride myself on my punctuality, ma'am.

[ "Lady" wasn't a word he'd ever use to describe Professor LeBlanc. Sure, she looked like a young, attractive woman, but the way she carried herself... He preferred "witch," and other words that rhymed with witch. Thankfully for Garen, he's very good at putting on a stiff poker face for dealings with difficult superiors. ]

I have a few ideas, but I'd rather not presume. Guesswork makes fools of the best of us.

[ravenborn]

[ She was almost amused by his response. So curt, so defensive. She really had struck a nerve back there, hadn't she? LeBlanc did her best not to smile smugly; there was something so rewarding about knocking the Demacian down a peg. ]

Please, I would love to hear them.

[mightydemacian]

I suspect it's because neither of us were satisfied with our conversation in class. I feel like you are unnecessarily harsh with Demacian students, myself especially.

[ If there was a time to confront the professor, when they were alone in her office was probably the best place to do it. He had no illusions of it doing anything, but he couldn't sit back and let the grades of his countrymen suffer much longer. ]