Office Space

When I get bored I like to draw stuff. Nuff said!

The sign on Dr. Sorela's door, explained somewhat heavily here.

The inside of Dr. Sorela's office, although it's a lot bigger than this. I was just playing around trying to get the gist of what it looked like so I could write about it like I did here and here. It's actually somewhat unfinished as I picture so much more in here like huge bookcases and wayyyy more pictures and cards on his bulletin board and all over the walls. At least the tapestry curtains are there!

Dr. Nihael and Dr. Pines' office doors, showing off the randomness of Kenyon against the neat and orderly ways of Percy. Haha. Dr. Nihael has eyes on his door!

The Shared Secret

He knew Dr. Kye would be coming up to his office before he even heard his footsteps. He was comfortably sitting at his desk, a CD of clarinet solo music playing softly on his computer as he got to work making some new reeds to try out for the upcoming school year. Earlier that morning, he had arrived from a long holiday and had finally finished adding books and music to his shelves, pinning up new pictures and cards on the various bulletin boards around his cozy office, and tidying everything up to be ready for the next wave of incoming students. He wondered what Dr. Kye would want today and only when the footsteps grow louder did he gently set down the reed he was working on and look up at his closed door.

“Come in,” he said cheerily in a soothing, whispered voice. As the jovial round face of Dr. Kye appeared from behind the door Dr. Sorela smiled at him, inviting him to come forward. He casually walked up to the desk, placing both hands down and leaning forward.

“What is it, my friend?” Dr. Sorela continued, his tone inviting and warm. Based off of what Dr. Kye was doing, he could tell that he wanted to ask him to do something.

“Well, I was wondering—if you’re able to, of course—if you would be willing to… ah… sit behind the screen for the woodwind auditions for orchestra.” Dr. Kye raised his eyebrows as he said this and looked at Dr. Sorela with a sideways grin that conveyed more pleading than asking.

Dr. Sorela thought for a moment, amusedly pondering this request in his mind. Finally, he spoke.

“Hmmmmmmm… why do you ask me, dear Blaze,” he said with a smile, “why can’t you do it?”

“You see, I would… ‘cuz I normally do, but I’m gonna be out of town ‘cuz Lucas is going down to college and I want to be there, plus I’ll get to see Harrison when I’m down there, and their families of course.” He said all this rather quickly and then, out of the blue, finished by interjecting “…Is that clarinet music?”

Dr. Sorela stifled a laugh. “Why yes, this is Restaru Migali’s latest recording that he gave me as a gift when I saw him this summer… I need to get working on another one myself.” He thought a moment and then asked, “Why not Kenyon? My aura would probably give me away, don’t you think?”

They both laughed and then Dr. Kye went on. “Does it really matter?” he said laughing, “This isn’t a very… serious… audition. They’ll probably know who’s behind the screen anyway, and if they don’t, your aura is sure to do nothing but make them feel better about it all. So, whatcha say?”

Dr. Sorela thought a moment before saying, “All right, I’ll do it… And also… what is the real reason you want me to do the auditions?”

Blaze knew that Sorela could sense something about his voice or demeanor that gave him away. “Well, I wanted you to do them because, you know…. You’re quiet.”

At this Dr. Sorela laughed, putting his hands together saying “Oh Blaze you treasured friend! You humor me so much!" After a moment he went on, "…So, am I hearing all woodwinds or just my kind?”

“All the woodwinds. Also, you’re gonna be there with Kenyon, if that helps make up your mind,” he said laughing.

“Oh, it most certainly does!” Dr. Sorela exclaimed with a smile. I’m now much looking forward to these auditions. Tell Dr. Matthews I’ll do it.”

“Most excellent! I’ll go let him know right now!” Blaze said happily. “Be there at noon Saturday!” he added as he closed the door behind him. Dr. Sorela smiled and went back to fine tuning the reed he was making, as images of the students he would encounter flashed across his mind…

****

It was now Saturday and auditions for the orchestra were well underway. The strings had mostly all been done and it was now time for the woodwinds to have their chance to play for the panel. During a short break Dr. Sorela and Dr. Nihael had quietly slipped into the small classroom that would serve as their audition studio and were whispering excitedly, chatting about life and school, while getting their copies of the music in order. Both knew exactly what sort of things to look for and were excited for a chance to hear a lot of the new and old musicians that they’d be listening to at all of the various concerts they would no doubt be performing in.

“All right, come right in,” they both heard Dr. Matthews say. “...All right, this is Flute 1 and this looks like an excerpt from Yehai Sorela’s 8th. Off you go!”

Sorela could tell that this flute player felt nervous but once the notes started playing that nervousness turned to confidence. As the audition went on and this player began playing through all of the excerpts, much was very nice, with a few expected errors. It was just after summer break, after all. As this audition ended they heard Dr. Matthews thank the student and the door close. As Sorela and Nihael wrote their notes and comments he came around the corner.

“Well, I thought that went well, Dr. Matthews said, quietly. “This is really odd, there’s only 3 flutes auditioning.”

“Actually, that’s pretty common,” Dr. Nihael said, “Usually only four people max try out because everyone else is too nervous to be exposed.”

“Also, the flute studio is very young. All of them except Annie are first and second years, according to my records.” added Sorela.

“Ah. Well, this is my first time auditioning everybody for an ensemble. Thanks for the heads up. I guess all you’re going to be doing is seating people then! I’ll send in the next one now.”

The next student to walk in immediately felt familiar to Sorela and he knew right away who she was. He enjoyed her solo and really liked the way she played through everything. As soon as she left the room, he could hear her speaking to the people waiting outside.

“Do you know who that was, Kenyon?” Sorela asked, turning to Nihael.

“Well… no, not really. I couldn’t see… her? him?”

“That, Kenyon, was Moira Lochgren, one of the two Jadali Kiillra students we are welcoming into the music program this year!” Sorela whispered, happily.

“Is that right!” Dr. Nihael asked, smiling. “How wonderful!” He then raised his eyebrows and continued, “So, Sorela, who was the first person then?”

“I’m pretty sure it was Quinn. She has a unique sound.”

After a little more discussion they finally heard Dr. Matthews come in with the third and final flute student who was auditioning. Immediately upon entering, Sorela felt a very dark, cold shadow descend over him, a feeling quite familiar but one he hadn’t felt in a very long time. In addition he could also sense that familiarity that he had felt with the last person and could sense a strong amount of confidence also. Immediately after, images of a black-haired boy danced across his eyes, fear in his eyes, silent cries only audible to Sorela echoing, images of flames, twisted shadowy figures, a pit with no end, all playing rapidly across his vision.

This all was interrupted and came to a halt as a hauntingly beautiful excerpt from a famous flute solo began to play, and Sorela was once again focused on the feelings of this particular person. As the audition went on, both Sorela and Nihael enjoyed the way the solos were played and the interpretations of them. As the final flute audition ended and the marks and notes were completed, Dr. Matthews took them and left the room for a moment. Once everything was quiet, Dr. Nihael turned to Sorela.

“I saw your eyes flash. What did you see?”

“I… I can’t tell you exactly,” Sorela whispered, “but this person carries a burden that few can comprehend…”

“Is this… your burden? That you carried?” Nihael asked, his eyes wide.

“Kenyon, I believe that it is…”

As Sorela sat there, he knew right away what he saw. This boy has the Curse of the Realm…

The Ice Queen

The next morning was upon them and Moira and Severin got ready as usual. They wondered what kind of night everyone in the dorms had and were both secretly grateful to have avoided that part. While Moira was very social she knew enough from Severin's college experience that dorms were not fun in the slightest. Severin was less social, having inherited much of his mother's qualities, and was deeply grateful to have avoided the lonely, awkward experience a second time. Plus, he was worried that something might happen and that he would have a lot of explaining to do which he always sought to avoid. As he pulled on his shirt he couldn't help but wonder what Aslan would think when he inevitably found out...

"Are you ready?" asked Moira as she peeked around the corner, breaking his train of thoughts.

"Yeah let me find my cloak pin and I'll be ready to go." he replied, furrowing his brow as he tried to dispel his thoughts from coming back and focus instead on the upcoming events.

They were to go straight to the Student Center that morning for a breakfast and to receive their ID cards and other useful information. Their house was fairly close to the SC and they arrived almost before anyone else and upon entering the ballroom grabbed name badges from the center of their round table, writing their names on them. Since there were hardly any other people there besides a handful of parents and people who opted out of staying in the dorms Moira decided to make intricate doodles on her nametag to make it prettier before she peeled the backing away and stuck it to her shirt. Severin smiled at her creativity and decided to impose his calligraphy skills on his own nametag, making it look as if it were written by an ink quill and lifted from an old book. By the time he finished more students were beginning to pour into the room and luckily Aslan was ahead of the crowd and easily spotted.

"Hi! I was hoping you two would be here early," he said as he quickly trotted over to them and had a seat. He was wearing a blue sweatshirt which, Moira noticed, only increased the intensity of his large, round blue eyes. She blushed as he sat next to her and the three of them began talking in Keoen, discussing their evenings and reflecting on the day prior.

Finally the place was full of the young college students and the droning buzz was so loud that the three of them had to practically shout. They had since been joined by Aurora Fraley, the girl with the older sister that knew Seylah, and Carey N., the boy with the limping dad they had seen while in line to register. They were chatting among themselves when Aurora noticed a tall, thin boy with straight brown hair parted down the middle enter, craning his neck as if looking for someone. She got up and ran over to him and they disappeared into the crowd, not to be seen again until much later. Now that Carey had lost the girl he was talking to, he turned to Moira, Severin, and Aslan and engaged them in conversation. They were interrupted when Josh and Seylah joined their table, happy to talk to some music folk.

Once everyone was seated an array of breakfast food was rolled in on metal carts and each table was excused to get a bite to eat. Severin slinked his way through the crowd and quietly got his food, hardly looking anywhere but the floor. Moira was close behind him, surveying the tables of food as if examining their neatness and presentation, before catching Severin's eye and putting some fruit and bread on her plate. They quickly returned to the table and before long all of them were in conversation again. After a time, the conversation turned to faculty and students.

"So what are the professors like?" asked Carey.

"Hmmmm... That depends entirely on who the teacher is!" replied Josh cheerfully, his flaming red hair so bright it looked like it could outshine the room. "Who would you like to know about?"

"I want to know who teaches the first year classes. I mean, I know several already but I want to know from a student and not from my dad."

"Wait a minute Carey... Who is your dad?" interjected Seylah.

"Oh! My dad is Dr. Nihael. He subs for Sorela occasionally and works in the KSB Office as the auditions manager. He's the 2nd obby- ...I mean, oboe. Did I say Obby out loud? Sheesh, I need more sleep!"

"Holy crap are you for reals?!" said Josh, almost coughing on his orange juice. "I love that guy! He subbed for our history class when Dr. Sorela was out. You're his son! I can't believe it! That's so awesome!!"

Carey smiled modestly and nodded proudly. "He is indeed. I'm sort of following in his footsteps so I might see you in a quintet or something"

"That's so awesome!" Josh replied. Leaning in, whether for dramatic effect or as an effort to keep his voice from carrying Moira was unsure, he went on.

"Ok, now here's the scoop on the teachers. Theory 1 is being taught by Kye and Kribana again. Both are excellent so it really doesn't matter who you take it from. They're also both doing ear training again. It's kind of their specialty. I think Dr. Tao is also teaching ear training and I heard somewhere that our new violin teacher will be doing theory also. The intro to music class is being taught, as it has for billions of years, by Dr. Langley. He's way nice. And Severin since you're a sophomore I assume you've taken all those?"

"Yes I have indeed. I'll be going into the 2nd year stuff."

"Ok you have two options for theory. You could take it from Langley or Lay, and both are amazing since they're keyboardists. Ear training you have Tao or Hieldin Sorela. They actually got her to teach that class finally!"

Severin's eyebrows raised as he heard a very Keoen name. "Hieldin Sorela?"

"Oh yeah, she's Dr. Sorela's wife! When she teaches she goes by both of her last names to avoid confusion. She has taught part time here for years as a choir teacher and accompanist and after we lost Burke from retirement she agreed to fill his place. Hopefully she does a better job. Heh..."

At this news Severin became very interested and wondered what sort of a person she was. He'd heard things about her obviously since Dr. Sorela was so famous in Jadali and knew that they visited every summer, but didn't make the connection that she would also be a teacher here. At that moment he felt like he'd won the lottery- a school with TWO Keòen-speaking music teachers from Jadali, a new friend fluent in Keòen, and a lovely small house that would soon be getting another housemate.

"I'll have to consider that! ...When do I get to take classes from Dr. Sorela?"

"Ah! He teaches the first two music history classes. You can start them as soon as this coming spring if you'd like. I'm sure you're dying to meet him!"

"Yes I kind of am, actually. I'm very excited!"

The conversation turned once more and soon someone stepped on the stage that almost everyone had overlooked and began to speak into a microphone. Seylah and Josh left to go up front with all the other OL's and the chatter began to die down. After a long and pretty boring speech they were excused by majors to receive their ID cards and then to go to the computer lab downstairs and register for classes. As the music majors were excused Moira and Severin looked around to see who else was around. She immediately noticed Rachael by her bright red hair talking to Aurora and a couple other people. On her way out from getting her picture taken she looked back and noticed a short and filled out girl with snowy white hair and very pale, fair skin- her pale blue eyes hidden behind a dark frame. She had on bright red lipstick and was chatting eagerly with a shy-looking Catin boy who was apparently having trouble with the language. She overheard her say the word "flute" and as she and Severin left the room she waited for her.

"Hi! I overheard you talking about the flute!" said Moira, cheerfully. The snowy girl stopped and looked at her, smiling. Up close, Moira could tell that she couldn't see very well because her lenses were very thick and her eyes were all over the place.

"Why yes! I do play flute! Do you as well?" she replied, stepping closer to get a better look at Moira.

"I do! I have good ears and just picked that right out. What's your name?" Moira asked, as they began walking side by side towards the stairs.

"My name is Fiara May. I'm from here and have been playing flute for as long as I can remember. Would you mind helping me down these stairs? I'm as blind as a bat!"

"Certainly," said Moira, holding her arm as they slowly walked down, noticing that Fiara was wearing ice-blue jeweled earrings and had her hair braided back nicely, the same way her own mother did her hair on occasion...

"You have an accent from far away," said Fiara lightly, "are you from Jadali?"

"I am indeed! How did you know?"

"Oh I've heard some people on the tv and they had that accent so I asked my mum," she replied with an air of mystery in her voice. "Is it true that you have two colored eyes?"

"Yes indeed it is, look!" Moira stopped and held her eyes close to Fiara's so that she could see them.

"I see it! That's excellent!"

They continued on, Severin ahead talking to Aslan, when Fiara suddenly continued.

"I hear people speaking in Keòen. Are there more of you?"

"Oh yes, my brother is here too. He also plays flute and also percussion. His name is Severin. My name is Moira, by the way. We managed to find someone here that also speaks Keòen although he's not from Jadali. We're hoping he moves in with us."

"Amazing! I love people from afar! I look forward to playing music with all of you."

They were almost to the computer lab when Fiara suddenly spoke again, as if she felt her looks needed explaining.

"My friends call me the Ice Queen," she said with a mysterious grin. "I'm half Catin but have no pigment in my skin so nobody would know. It's like all the color melted out of me. I'm clear, like an icicle in a mystical ice cave."

"Oh! That's very nice," said Moira, surprised. She was delighted by this young girl and could hardly contain the excitement she had for being in a section with her.

They chatted the whole time they were in the computer lab, stopping only to listen for instructions. Fiara needed some help reading the small print but was able to register all right for class. They made sure they took a class together and ended up taking everything together. As they were leaving, Moira saw the Catin boy again and turned to Fiara.

"Who is that Catin boy you were talking to earlier?"

"Oh he is an international student from Catarika. He's Dr. Kribana's nephew. His Kevian is decent but he doesn't have a full grasp on it yet. I was speaking to him in Catin helping him learn some terms. I'm sure he'll be speaking all right when school starts. His name is Ravosilu Kribana and I hear he's a quite gifted horn player."

With that they exchanged contact information and parted ways, as the orientation session had come to a close. Moira and Severin stayed behind with Aslan, preparing to call Mr. Charles and sign Aslan onto the rent. They were beyond excited for school and to room with someone so similar to them. As they headed for the parking lot they shared their thoughts and speculations for the year as the shapes of Aslan's brother and sister in law came into view.

Spotlight on: Kenyon Nihael

Full Name: Kenyon Quentin Nihael
Birthday: February 6, 1972
Method of Creation: #3- I needed someone to fulfill a certain position and as I thought about it, bits and pieces of him came to mind. His name comes from method #2.

The Young Kenyon Nihael

Creation Story:

Kenyon Nihael... Where do I begin... Hardly ever has someone of such immediate prominence come about so quickly! First off, he was born of my mind at the bus stop while I was waiting to go home. It was overcast and really cold, being at the earliest late January. After the huge, dark, unsettling sub story that S. R. Sorela had accidentally caused himself, he took up residency in my mind and still hasn't left. The more I thought about him, the more he changed from a still somewhat nebulous idea to a really concrete person. It then became necessary that, being an oboe player of the K-Phil, there would need to be another oboe player to go along with him, since there are two parts. I had no idea where I'd go with this but it was kind of in my mind. Kenyon changed that very suddenly.

As I was waiting for the bus this really odd thought hit me- a really random but strong vision and perception of a smiling man missing two of his top teeth. The more I thought about this, the more I went along with odd anatomy. I moved along and weird things about his body started forming in my mind... like the fact that his right kneecap was totally removed and he now wears a knee brace at all times. I do know where that part came from and leave it to me to have my people all be... unique... in one way or another. I don't think I have a single normal person! Everyone's got something either wrong with them or really rare and powerful.

As I was thinking about it all, a man took shape. The more I thought, the more things automatically fell into place. I had myself the personage of the 2nd oboe in the K-Phil, a man who was no doubt a good friend of Dr. Sorela. His last name came first, long before his first name. I had a friend named Nicholas that I met when I went to Europe in 2007 and already paid homage to him by naming one of my oboe players, Kirby Law, after him (because I saw him playing Kirby on the plane!). After thinking about it I decided to attribute another person after him, so I took his name, Nicholas, and changed it into something more... foreign. It took a few seconds for me to play through things in my head but once it clicked it was a total done deal. Nicholas became Nihael. Great, now I had a Dr. Nihael! I decided he should be of Lisjovalan heritage, based off a last name like that... either that or Raellian... I went home and played around on the Mii app for the Wii and he ended up looking more Kiillaanian than anything so I don't really know where his last name historically came from but I'm still going with Lisjovalan. Raellian got ruled out with his looks.

So by now I had his last name and a little bit of his appearance, complete with some unique anatomy that I would go in depth on later. I actually wrote down his last name as I thought of it on a notecard, which I actually have a picture of!

The bottom left is where I wrote Nihael the first time, next to a sketch of the first measure of this piece, which I like for obvious reasons. The top left was some Runescape stuff I wrote on this scrap of paper first and up on the top right was his name the first time I wrote it out after discovering his first name.

So... armed with this information I set off to find a good first name. I decided to trust the fact that the right name would come along when the time was right and that it would be really obvious what it would be. That would be revealed to me as I was at my band concert on January 29th, 2011. I was sitting in one of the front rows listening to the honor band that always plays with us on that concert when the name suddenly hit me. His name would be Kenyon. Kenyon Quentin to be more precise. How my mind got there I have no idea but it was there, clear as day. That's good! Kenyon Nihael! Now I could move forward with his personality and how he came to be and all that good stuff that I spend so much of my time focusing on.

I decided that in order to have... uh... a.... uh... missing kneecap.... that there would have to be something more going on than just a random sports injury. This and those two silly missing teeth that started this all had to be related somehow... Armed with my ability to create all kinds of weird, linked birth defects, I decided that he had a genetic condition that causes half of the body to be underdeveloped. The hardest hit areas were his knee and his teeth. Starting from the bottom up, his ankle is missing a bone or muscle or something and is therefore prone to breaking so he has a small plate in there. His kneecap was always badly deformed and for whatever reason that I don't understand because I'm not a doctor they ended up having to remove the whole darn thing which would put him in a brace for the rest of his life. He doesn't care. His right hip is a little wonky but holding its own so far... He's missing a rib or two and has misshaped vertebrae which has resulted in some pretty nasty scoliosis. His spine was fused at like 17 so it's really hard to tell that he was once bending in half. His shoulder is decent, but he has some problem with his collarbone. His elbow was on the verge of being a problem but they told him it only would be if he broke it in a very specific way but that the odds of that were like nothing. Well, he did break it, and exactly in that way (he fell out of a tree... oops) and had to have some surgery to fix. He can straighten his arm... it just makes a really loud crack when he does. His wrist was missing something too and he has a plate in there to help it. And, finally, all of the teeth on just the right side of his mouth are all very deformed. His front teeth grew in but the two teeth next to it never made it and he has refused dentures, saying the gap makes him special. All of his teeth on the right side are capped and many of them have had to be built up to match the left side. Whew! What a novel that was! OK we're done with that now.

With his unique anatomy explained it was time for his personality! He has a PhD in Oboe Performance and although he does not teach at a university he works for the city music program as the auditions manager and teaches lessons in "the dungeon"- the basement practice rooms of the KSB Office. He has held these positions since he was called and hired as the 2nd oboe of the K-Phil in 2002. In addition to that he is also principal oboe of the KSB and Pathreeah Opera Orchestra and is first on call for freelance work in the area. He is a very energetic and outgoing man and a perfect opposite in many ways from Dr. Sorela. The two of them ended up being not just colleagues but VERY close friends. As it turns out, Dr. Nihael and his family often go to Dr. Sorela's house for dinner and evening fun and the two of them play duets and things together all the time. They even hold small concerts, with Airi Sorela playing piano behind them. Kenyon always finds the humor in everything and his light spirits are comparable to Lesko Diamond, but a little mellower and darker. Both Dr. Nihael and Dr. Sorela make their own reeds and are masters of their craft, often getting together to make some while talking about everything. Probably one of the funnest things about Dr. Nihael is when he goes to the campus of KU and almost dances his way into Dr. Sorela's office for whatever reasons. He has been known to just come in to say hello and then leave. According to Dr. Sorela, Kenyon has "that rare aura of love and deep understanding that so few have."

Suddenly, Kenyon Nihael had gone from a person I needed to fulfill a simple position to an extremely prominent man within 2 weeks. Even still I enjoy the little stories of he and Dr. Sorela that form in my head. He became official and down on paper on February 6, 2011, and I gave him the age of 39 because that is one of my very good friend's age. He has lived all over and has quite a little story to tell!

A [VERY] Short Musical Bio:

Kenyon Quentin Nihael is the oldest of 5. Next after him is his sister, Shara, twin brothers Mischa and Sascha, and his other sister Jeanne. He was born in Aislin, PA, and lived there until he was 4 when the family moved to the small, Keòen-speaking Dahhod suburb of Yofreya. He lived here for a year before moving to Kiillaana's capital, Tevernid. It was here that he spent much of his youth. On one field trip in 1979, 7-year-old Kenyon was treated to the Royal Tevernid Orchestra, as they performed a small, child-friendly concert followed by some spotlights of all the instruments. (Had he been there a year earlier or later and he would have seen Dr. Sorela there but at that time he was still doing thesis studies in Jadali.) He was absolutely captivated by the oboe and wanted to play it ever since. He made the decision then and there, at 7 years old, to become a musician.

By the time he was in 5th grade he was able to be in band but much to his dismay the school he attended did not offer oboe until 7th grade as it was "very difficult to play." Kenyon settled for flute, figuring that the fingerings would be much alike and they were both pitched in C. He played this until 7th grade when he could finally switch to his favorite instrument. He practiced it to the sunset and back and had a very good teacher.

His family again moved, this time back to Aislin, in 1985 where Kenyon was integrated into a very good music program. He excelled here and became the top of his game not just in his city but statewide and even regional as well. He graduated from high school in 1990 and went to UBT for a year and then UK2 for the 3 remaining years for his undergrad and then to TSOM for his masters and PhD in performance. He taught for a while at Greystone University before getting a personal call inviting him to audition for the 2nd oboe spot of the K-Phil. Unknown to him, Dr. Sorela was a Man of Osai (he did know that) and had foreseen the two of them playing together and had personally contacted him asking him to audition. This he did and was accepted and he was given positions in the KSB office which he still holds to this day.

He is married to the beautiful Katya Tovich and they have five children- Carey, Justine, Johannes, Alicia, and Nathan. Carey is getting ready to graduate high school and start school at KU where he is following in his father's footsteps with a degree in oboe performance. The whole family is very musical and they just this week moved into their new house in the new Greenhill subdivision (where Lesko Diamond and Eric Latham moved into), which is by now becoming a neighborhood with a demographic of musicians and has been dubbed "Musicians' Cove."

OK that wasn't that short. There's just so much to say! Luckily, all that brings us up to speed with how far Dr. Nihael has come in just 1 month. The only thing I didn't cover was their friendship with the Matthews family but that isn't too important now. Basically I had a dream about this young boy and his family came about and it ended up that his family and the Nihael family were close friends and the Matthews family convinced the Nihael family to move into Greenhill and the both did, so they were never in separate neighborhoods for more than like 3 weeks. Kirill Matthews, this kid's dad, is a musician of some kind but I have to work that out still. That's something different.

Since I have almost exhausted everything, here are 5 fun facts that I always end these posts with:

1. Kenyon often subs for Dr. Sorela's history classes on the rare occasions when he is out of town.
2. He is left handed. With a wrist and arm as messed up as his, I would be too!
3. Despite living in Tevernid for a significant part of his life, his accent is more like you'd find in Kalta. He doesn't even know why this is. It just adds to his charm.
4. He refers to all of his students and fellow oboe players as "Obbykins."
5. His new house that they just built and moved into has an indoor small concert stage and seating for about 100 people. There will be lots of small concerts and lessons going on in the next few decades!