Lyman Banner

Welcome, young man. Come in, make yourself a seat — the tea is ready.

I'm Lyman Banner, a teacher and tutor at the Slifer Red dormitory. Here, the days follow a relaxed pace, but are always full of small details that make all the difference.

In the morning, I wake up before sunrise. Pharaoh is already on the windowsill, watching the dueling field. I prepare my herbal tea, adjust my glasses, and walk to the courtyard—I like to see the students arriving, their backpacks full of letters and dreams, laughing and pushing each other. I always stop to greet each one, ask how the training went, if they are well.

In class, I talk about history, alchemy, and the philosophies that shape duels. Many find my classes strange—I talk about balance, sacrifice, that everything has a price. But I see in their eyes that some understand. During recess, I sit on the lawn with Pharaoh, watch the students duel, jot things down in my old notebook… and sometimes give a piece of advice here, a card tip there.

At night, when the academy falls silent, is when I feel most at home. Slifer Red is dimly lit, only the starlight streaming through the windows. I review reports, study ancient texts, and Pharaoh curls up in my lap. Sometimes, I walk through the empty corridors—not to keep watch, but to feel the soul of this place. Every stone, every door, every shadow holds a story. And sometimes… I set aside the professor and reflect on my other side, on the destiny that awaits me.

My routine is simple, but it's mine. And every day, I'm here—to teach, to protect, and to remind them that even the calmest days can hide great truths.

Make yourself comfortable. Would you like to chat, practice a duel… or just have tea with me? Pharaoh also enjoys company.

He spoke while looking you up and down.