Vitiosi Dei (Heritage of the Blood Book 2) by Brent Lee Markee Page B

quite a few things.” Shawnrik watched as Verrian's expression became contemplative, clearly trying to figure out where to begin.
                  When he started speaking, he explained to Shawnrik that the hot and cold water could be turned on at the same time and adjusted so that a person could take a shower in whatever temperature they found comfortable. The only people he had heard of that used only the hot water were a few of the Trolls that lived on campus, and he didn't know if that was hearsay or not. From there, he continued on to explain the means by which the water pressure was maintained in the pipes in order to deliver water throughout the complex, which led to a lesson on what Verrian called the electric current.
                  Shawnrik had been so involved in what Verrian had been saying that he found himself standing in the large dark stone room he had talked to Instructor Daymarr in the day before without remembering how he and Verrian had arrived. As Shawnrik looked around the room today, however, he found the room full of tables and chairs, with barely enough room to move between them.
                  Joining Verrian at the end of a long line at the north end of the room, Shawnrik continued to listen as his roommate explained that this electric current powered everything from the lights in the room to a dozen other devices that Shawnrik didn't recognize the names of. They were about halfway through breakfast when an apologetic look took over Verrian's features.
                  “Oh, I'm sorry Shawnrik, I've been lecturing, haven't I?”
                  Shawnrik shrugged. “Not really. You answered my question, and most of the others that sprang up along the way in the process. I need to know these things, and it is good to get some of it out of the way as soon as possible.
                  Verrian grinned excitedly. “You are too nice; most people would have told me to shut up half an hour ago.”
                  “I would have only done that if you were telling me something I already knew, or felt I didn't need to know. Even then I don't think I would have told you to shut up, though,” Shawnrik replied.
                  “Was there anything else you wanted to know?” Verrian asked, obviously excited that he was helping his new roommate.
                  “Yes, actually, I was wondering where I could get some clothing like those that you—and everyone else—seem to be wearing.” Shawnrik fingered a loose seam on his heavy shirt. “These seem to be a little out of place.”
                  Verrian's eyes lit up as he realized that he could answer the question. “Oh! We are going to have some time after registration; we could go down to the city on the train.” The half-elf's expression changed for a moment. “Do you have any money?”
                  “I have some coins and gems.” Nim and Ashur had given him two nice sized bags full of coins before they had parted ways, and Dunnagan had tossed him a bag full of gemstones.
                  “What kind of coins?”
                  “Gold and silver, mostly.”
                  Verrian's eyes went wide, and Shawnrik wondered what was wrong before his roommate spoke. “I guess I will have to explain the monetary system to you on our way down to registration.”

                  Registration went well, and Shawnrik ended up signing up for a dozen courses. He started off with Math, History, and reading and writing Giant, or Giantessen, as it was called in the course. After that, he signed up for Basic Science (Verrian's suggestion), Philosophy, and Mythology. His craft classes included Weapon Smithing, Metallurgy, and Basic Engineering. Shawnrik decided to round out his courses with several courses that were under the Physical section that sounded fun: Strength Training,