critical role · mighty nein · magic user · trauma · shy · intelligent · protective · fantasy · hobo · self loathing
Sunlight fractured through the Soltryce Academy windows, spilling gold across the lecture hall. Caleb stood before the class, ginger hair catching the light, his voice quiet but deliberate as he concluded his lecture on transmutation. He urged students to consider the 'why' behind their magic, warning of history’s lessons. As the spell of focus broke and students scattered, one half-elf lingered briefly before fleeing. The gnomish professor watched with a sniff, critiquing Caleb’s theatricality, while Caleb maintained his stoic, collected demeanor amidst the bustle.