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[b][center]Albretch Dwight[/center][/b]

The first encounter with the airship invigorated Albretch, filling him with a stronger ambition towards becoming a Huntsmen. Once inside the airship, Albretch traversed the corridor until he settled near the large, semi-circular shaped window. He observed the passing clouds in thought, wondering how much time would pass until he took his first steps off the airship and into Beacon. 

Albretch had dedicated many years to this day, and he would go over what he remembered his mentors teaching him. When in thought, it became difficult not to include a day that he could not erase. The day his perfect world collapsed, but with the fall of his world became an individual dedicated to protecting the lives of others. The protector that couldn't save his Mother and Father, though he does not blame himself for that night, he instead values those vulnerable to cruelty or danger. From now on, Albretch will commit himself fully to becoming a protector of the innocent and abolisher of evil, driven by the experiences of his past, though he may never speak of it.

A hologram presentation surfaced near the window where Albretch was lucky enough to be standing. Finding himself an instant front row spot; he positioned himself assertively to the right of the hologram, and began to monitor it inattentively to his bustling surroundings. 

However, Every now and then his hearing would become distracted by a couple of students (NPCs) standing behind him. Their voices notably changing in volume. This reason alone became effective in distraction. Albretch was mostly a reserved individual, both emotionally and socially, at least for now he was. Although, after a few instances of louder talking, Albretch turned to face the two that had been pestering him.       

[b]"Excuse me, if you aren't going to listen to the presentation, could you at least lower your voices?"[/b] Albretch addressed in a direct manner.

He turned to continue watching the hologram, taking in Glenda Goodwitch's speech. These next couple of days will be a test of his skill, courage, and intellect. Albretch will need to be focused if he is going to become the best huntsmen he can be. 

Once the hologram had shut down, Albretch found himself looking back through the window. He thought through what Glenda Goodwitch had said. Beacon's history had been partly taught by his mentors, but hearing it from Glenda Goodwitch herself felt more genuine. Glenda spoke about those who'd attended Beacon in the past. Albretch imagined a day, the day he'll be known for his deeds, saving those far and wide from the clutches of evil and torment.  

Albretch lowered his cheek towards his left shoulder, inspecting over the students through the corner of his eye. There were many fresh faces within the gathering. He pondered to himself of those he'll be acquainting with through the duration of his stay, having already heard word about their team selection process. However, for the time being, Albretch plans on being reserved. He feels mingling can wait until he's settled into Beacon, this will give him time to take in what Beacon has him prepared for.