There was a clamber throughout the classroom as young men and young women scrambled to it from their dormitories, and as those early birds who wanted to look good in front of their professor or had special equipment to set up all arrived. And it was a pleasant enough experience, the beginning of this class, aside from that. The strange and unexpected students not even causing pause to those who were expected.
And the clock above showed the teacher five minutes late, already. The little arm of the clock above continued to move, until it was ten minutes after when the class should’ve begun, and an white haired old man wobbled in, wild hair atop his skull, cool crisp eyes watching the class, the sapphire like orbs noting everyone there. He wobbled to his desk, and picked up a rod, before looking at the class and… taking off his mask, revealing a dark haired young man who now stood up straight.
“Welcome, Class, welcome to the first portion of my course on Nation Design and Roleplaying. You’ll find some of it is directly role played out, some is OOC with examples, and some are simple prompts for you yourself. As soon as I’m sure the whole of the class is here, I’ll begin my lesson. If you’ll raise your hand’s and show you’re here and ready, please?”