Training Day
Kir didn't end up taking the extra days that Lumis had offered him.
The next morning, he turned up bright and early for the Arcane Knights, seeking out the Vice Commander to get himself situated.
He found most of the knight students already awake and gathered in the main courtyard; under the glow of the Academy above them. As soon as he saw people, Kir put his helmet on, glad it would hide his piercings.
"You're almost late," the Vice Commander told him, before tossing him a heavy practice sword. "But at least you have your helmet already. Find a place for that fancy jacket, you'll be with the other Academy students."
He gestured to one arc of the circular courtyard, where a trio of students was standing around in their shirts and Academy pants. A beastkin who resembled a black-furred cat was stretching near a skinny, emerald-skinned orc and a pale, rotund elf.
It was the orcish one who spoke up as Kir neared.