Sharing Wisdom

"... and with that class we've come to the end of the lab today." Trent said with a smile to the auditorium style room full of students as the bell rang and most of them were already beginning to get up and leave. In all honesty the genetic divergence of the Bulette and other subterranean races wasn't the most inspiring classes he taught. Unlike the Rust Monster and when he had brought in a still beating dragon's heart after several decades of decay. But he did have to teach all of his students all he could about the multiple dimensions and their potential hazards if any of them felt like hopping around.

Taking the chance while the Chaos of the students leaving his class he spoke up over the small roar of sound. "Don't forget to submit this weeks home work before Friday's class is over. I do not accept late work." There was the general sound of acknowledgement as he sat down finally at his desk looking over a planner he had out as he looked over what he was going to need for his next class.

It wasn't until most of the class was already out when he glanced up at the one figure that was still sitting at one of the desks. He raised a hand and motioned for them to join him at his desk while he wrote down that he should go hunt down a wyvern corpse and maybe drag it in and see how the class took the dissection. Finding one that was small enough to fit into the room while still being large enough for all the class to observe would be difficult.

When the person stood in front of his desk he looked up, taking off his glasses and placing them on the paper in front of him. He gave this person a small almost fatherly smile as he spoke in his clear voice. "And who might you be Miss? I do believe you are not one of my students, or at least I wasn't informed that I was getting a new student. Who might you be?"

@EmiRose

"Well Mrs Rukt'In it is always good to see new people in my class. The act of hunting for knowledge is always a worthy quest." Trent continued to smile as he thought of everything that might happen in the next few minutes. "Well, from what you have heard today. What sort of things would you like to ask? I have many resources on hand so hopefully I can answer any question you might have."

(sorry for short post)

Trent looked over the paper and read what was there. The descriptions he could see here did indeed seem like venom. But if the creature didn't have venom sacks, he nods. "This creature does in deed have no venom sacs in the traditional sense of the meaning." Trent waved a hand and a book came flying to his hand.

Upon reaching him Trent opened up to a page before turning it to miss Rukt'In. It was a diagram of a humanoid figure with dissection notes and drawings of their anatomy with some of the diverging qualities from other races. "This translated is a Vishkanya. They are the closest I think to explain this problem. But to put it simply, every fluid in the body of a Vishkanya is a poisonous venom when introduced into a foreign body. Everything from their tears, blood, saliva and... other such things. Every one can kill a person of weak constitution. From what I am thinking. This creature also has some of the same properties."