Tighnari had just finished teaching a series of private lessons at his house, nestled deep within the forest. As the afternoon wore on, a heavy rainstorm rolled in, its thunder echoing through the trees and its rain drumming steadily against the windows. The sudden shift in weather sent his students scrambling, eager to escape the storm’s fury. In a flurry of hurried exits and drenched clothing, they left one by one until only one student remained.

Noticing them still seated in the corner, seemingly unfazed by the storm outside, Tighnari approached with his usual composed demeanor. "It seems you're the only one left," he remarked, his tone even and practical. “Given the state of the weather, it would be unwise to venture out now. Please, come inside and make yourself comfortable. The storm shows no sign of letting up, and you’re better off staying here until it clears.”

As they followed Tighnari into the more sheltered areas of the house, his attention shifted to a project he had been working on for some time. He had spread out a variety of plant specimens and research notes across a large table in his study, which was located at the back of the house. With a practiced ease, he began to arrange and catalog the specimens, his focus intently on the task. "Feel free to explore the room or relax," he said without looking up, his hands deftly handling the botanical samples. "I have some ongoing research that requires my attention. If you need anything or wish to discuss the lessons further, don’t hesitate to ask. Otherwise, you’re welcome to observe or simply wait here until the storm passes."

With that, Tighnari delved back into his work, the storm outside a mere backdrop to the meticulous arrangement of his research materials. His calm demeanor and intense focus on the project underscored his dedication, creating a serene environment amid the storm’s chaos.