[center]Ralthavar Marchosias [/center]
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Rathavar smiled as more students arrived. Most arrived nonchalant, perhaps nervous, but others made their arrival much more apparent. Some who came in with the sound of an explosion, others who simply fell to the ground like a boulder. Not everyone was even remotely humanoid, including one dragon who came in and was presumably a student. [b]"This... This will be interesting indeed."[/b] Ralthavar led his horde towards the assembly hall, but before he arrived someone tried to hit him with snow. Tried. One of his orcs saw the attack and intercepted it with his shield. Everyone saw the attacker, who than proceeded to assault others with snowballs. The orcs drew their weapons but Ralthavar shouted. [b]"Stop! That's not necessary... Frosk, Sheol!"[/b] Two orcs stepped out of the horde and stood before Ralthavar. They had a sly grin on their face, and they knew what Ralthavar wanted. They were both ice mages, and could manipulate snow as well. Ralthvar simply nodded towards them and began to chant. [b]"Here we go, here we go, here we go..."[/b] Soon all the orcs began to chant along side him, until the entire horde was chanting 

[I][B]HERE WE GO! HERE WE GO! HERE WE GO!"[/I][/B]

This chant wasn't just to inspire the two orcs with their magic. Another group of orcs had instruments out and were using their magic to inspire competence within the mages, allowing them to unleash powerful magic. Frosk and Sheol waved their arms above them and soon, the snow all around them began to gather. From the ground, on the trees, and even as it was falling from the skies. And it wasn't just near the orcs either; soon all the snow began to gather from all over the court yard, forming into one colossal ball of snow above the horde. When the ground was completely bare of snow, the giant snowball that formed blocked out the sun.

[b]"Form Bulwark! Now... Where is he..."[/b] Soon ten orcs with tower shields formed a protective wall around Frosk and Sheol, to ensure that no one disturbed their casting. Ralthavar looked around the crowd of students for the one who dared tried to attack him. he saw him trying to hide amongst the crowd and pointed him out to Frosk and Sheol. [b]"There he is! No mercy, no surrender!"[/b] Frost and Sheol changed the shape of the snow ball and turned it into multiple dragon-like creatures. There was enough snow to make ten of these twenty-foot long dragons, and each of them zeroed in on Ralthavar's attacker ([b]Leonardo [/b]). However it wasn't just a single snowball, but all the snow in the courtyard, crashing into his general location. The other orcs, eager to get in on the action, also charged forward. While they didn't have their weapons drawn, they too took want little snow they could and were ready to fling them at anyone who would face them. Ralthavar lead the charge carrying a packed ball of snow, ready to smash it onto some poor fool's head.