That night

After you left Einamina a collapsed mess, you dissolve your disguise spell and get on with your day. You imagine your roommate washed up and retired to your room after her gag and binds dissipated. Nobody saw her for the rest of the day, but she was the talk of the town. Everywhere you went, people were whispering about the arrogant elf who was put in her place by Magister Thornweave, then stripped naked and taken away by a mysterious human mage. No one knew who he was or what transpired afterwards, but rumors were spreading like wildfire.

That night, when you enter your room, you find Einamina sitting on her bed glaring at you. She waves her hand casting a spell, though you see no visible effect. "What do you know about what transpired after Thornweave's class?" She shouts, her voice shaking with anger. "If you lie, I'll know, and you won't like the consequences."

You try to hide your fear as you think carefully about your words. "I know what everyone else knows," you reply. Plus a lot more.

Her exotic cyan eyes narrow with suspicion. Oh, how you wish you could have stared into her eyes and seen her expression as you took her... You quickly push the thought aside and try to clear your head. "Do you know this person?" She asks, waving her hand, causing a projection of a human to appear.

Huh. That must be the disguise your spell gave you. "I've never seen that face before in my life," you answer honestly.