Qwyn’s legs burned with every step up the stone stairs. What was it with wizards and towers anyway? You’d think the headmaster of The Academy of the Arcane would want to have his quarters on the ground floor where teachers and students can reach him easily, but no. No, Headmaster Alvada had to have his chambers at the top of the tallest tower of the sprawling academy. Still, Qwyn supposed that if he could teleport everywhere like the headmaster, he wouldn’t care much about stairs either.
Qwyn supposed he shouldn’t complain, after all how many students get offered personal lessons from the headmaster himself? He hoped they would get around to teleportation soon though. Qwyn spent all of free time bent over books and wasn’t the most fit student. Plus, he was naturally short. Most people thought he was younger than he was. He was a senior at the academy but everyone that didn’t know him assumed he was a freshman.