"Thank you, it is a pleasure to be here." The tall elven girl stands with six trunks of belongings, all while she is dressed in a saffron gown with an extensive train. Everything about her clashes with her new surroundings; she belongs in a fairytale or in some far off elven court. Not to mention that everything she brought is expensive. Her tent, her bedding, her supplies. "I am truly thankful for your efforts. My tent is just over there," she nods towards one particular leather and steel trunk. "I will tip generously, because I understand you must be spread thin with so many new students arriving."