[3 months ago]

“I used to study human history, for I have lived through many ages. But what is there to study, when they repeat the same mistakes again and again? Nothing. Left on their own, they are little more than a drop of water in a river, doomed to follow the same road forever; But now, as they near destruction, it is my time to intervene. Mankind needs heroes, and so I shall provide them.”
A man fully adorned in silver armor stands on the ledge in beacon tower

“What are you on about now?” inquired the headmaster, sitting at his desk, filing paperwork for the new batch of students 

“The day is coming, Ozpin. You know as well as I do. The silver clad warrior reminded, strolling towards the headmasters desk, his voice booming in the empty room
 
“Indeed, they will not sleep forever. But how much longer do we have?”

“A few more years, at least. Long enough to prepare the newest crop.” He sighed, the purple glow of his eyes fading out for a moment “Just pray they are enough.” With that, the silvered knight departed, retrieving an enormous sheath and the swords within as he passed by the doorway “I have work that must be done. Make sure the assassin is properly contained, we don't want that maniac getting out before his time.”
With that, he disappeared,somehow making his way out of the school unnoticed.
[today]
“Ozpin, the new students will be arriving soon” reminded Glynda Goodwitch, looking over the roster “Some of them seem, different, somehow. It's almost as if-”
“As if what, Glynda?” the professor interrupted “Never mind, would you like to do a rehearsal speech?” the headmaster chuckled “How many years have I been doing this, Glynda?” the teacher sighed 
“Too many, I think.”
“I fear you may just be right.”

[That afternoon, Beacon Academy landing zone]
A brown haired teacher stands at the cliff, watching the inbound shuttles, beside him, a sharp eyed young man, wearing the beacon uniform “So, excited to meet your new schoolmates?” the teacher asked “Underclassmen, not like I'll be living with them,” he reminded “I should get back to the dorm, the rest of the team is waiting or me.” the teacher patted his son on the shoulder “Say hi to your cousins for me, Garen. And keep them away from the new students. The three of them can be... intimidating, at a glance.”  the hawk-eyed boy nodded in agreement “Good luck with the recruits, dad.” Grey chuckles nervously “Let's just hope I don't need it.”
(Your characters are on the first airship.  4 rounds until next GM post. BEGIN!)