RAFEL WAS GIFTED THE FANGS of the basilisk as a reward for his courage by the school council. And it wasn't long before a silver plaque bearing his name was added into the mighty showglass of high laurels previously won by those who had done exploits. It wasn't a gold trophy or a Bhùtan shield, but it was recognized and respected.
If anyone, upon passing through the vast lobby of the administrative tower asked what First Year had gained dignitas of recent, the first to be mentioned was he; the slayer of serpents.
The basilisk was burned by the great beach a mile from the institute's goth gates. [Rank B] Casters, by Sunfire, burned the great serpent in a pyre that was seen from Rafel's room in Salem Hall. "It is a rite to banish whatever evils the basilisk brought up in its ascent," Percival explained.
"Aside the loads of shit, you mean," Rafel said, and both of them laughed.