"You never heard of Atlantis?"
The one who had just asked me this question was seated right beside me. We were currently on a bus heading toward Atlantis. I wasn't too sure how a bus could go underwater, but I just trusted it since no one else was talking about it.
It was the first outing of all the first-year students, and I was currently on the same bus as another professor. We had talked a bit, and I learned that he was the blacksmith professor. So, let's say that there was a bit of a strange mix inside the bus. Most of his students were dwarves, and mine were pretty much whatever. However, it was easy to figure out which students were mine since their bodies were a lot less developed than my students' bodies.
He was also a dwarf, and his name was Thorin. I know…not very original, but hey, I'm not the one giving them their names.