Word Count: 2864
Althano (DeltaNight01): 1236
Nithin (Mine): 1628
Althano had peered into one of the large chests, masked eyes taking quick, cursory glances at the variety of trinkets and baubles that had been strewn about. A music box, a small lantern, a worn letter opener, and even a pair of spectacles were some of the more notable items that lay on the top of the pile. With a gloved hand, he slowly sifted through the chest, hoping to see something more potentially intriuging than what the top of the pile had to offer.
Nithin eyed the masked figure curiously. He slowly slid off his chair and slithered towards his classmate and the strange treasure box. Despite his eyes not being the sharpest of senses, he was able to get to his destination without bumping into anything.
Silently he watched as the other student who seemed oddly focused at the box and then towards the instructor who watched them like a hawk. He flicked his tongue out, tasting various remnants of reagents. Some he knew