Winter, Day 19, 511 AV
Elem had arrived at the Registrar's office late in the day. He had spent much of it arranging his small cottage for his winter herb garden. Always plenty to do, living on one's own. He knew his parents would be delighted to have him at the shop, but in no time his dreams of becoming a healer would be dashed against the reef, replaced with the drudgery of cobbling. The price of his freedom was that he would have to provide for himself, not expecting any compensation from his parents.It was as scary a prospect as it was liberating.
Now he found himself seated at the office, his presence being questioned. "Hello, I am Elem Bree. I wish to enroll in the school of Medicine. While my focus is medicine, I would like to also concentrate on herbalism. I have some skill myself, so skipping the introductory courses would be a blessing." He smiled and remained quiet.