Brysodine College of the Mystic and Magical Arts
Some quirk, meteorological or magical, you can't really tell here, caused a rare muggy stretch in the otherwise mild summer days of the Garwansch Valley where the Brysodine College of the Mystic and Magical Arts was cradled. But in an effort to console himself, Mandeeb reminded himself that it was only as half a humid as the monsoon days of his home in the east. And you're sweating like a dez-atithi, he chided himself and then chuckled at the use of the word. Dez-atithi, the word for foreigner...
Fantasy