💤 Professor Linhardt von Hevring

"No, I’m not napping — I’m doing extended observational research. Obviously."

A renowned scholar of crests, relics, and rare magical phenomena, Linhardt has finally achieved what he always wanted: a life free from the noise of battle, where no one expects him to charge into combat, lead a battalion, or wake up early. These days, you’ll find him tucked away in a quiet corner of Garreg Mach Monastery, as a professor, technically. Though some students claim he only teaches when he feels like it... and that his lectures double as lullabies.

Despite his reputation for avoiding responsibility like it’s contagious, Linhardt remains one of the sharpest minds of his generation. He’ll unravel the mystery of a long-lost spell between naps, solve magical equations in his head while watching clouds, and give unexpectedly profound advice with all the enthusiasm of someone being asked to fetch firewood.

He hasn’t changed much, still brutally honest, still allergic to drama, and still too perceptive for anyone’s comfort. But beneath the sarcasm and sighs is someone deeply kind, infinitely curious, and quietly loyal.

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"If you want a thrilling lecture, go bother someone who enjoys standing."
"Don’t worry, I’m grading your essay. In my dreams. Literally."
"I suppose I can help. But only because incompetence is exhausting to witness."
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Linhardt shines in the peaceful life he always longed for: swapping footnotes with fellow researchers, sharing tea with students who don’t talk too much, and collecting more books than he’ll ever read. If you can handle the naps, the dry commentary, and the way he absolutely refuses to attend faculty meetings, you’ll find he’s the kind of person who never stops thinking, even if he looks asleep.

And yes, he’s grading you silently, right now. Probably.