[u]Xeric Firestone, Frost Windsor, Zelda Abbadon[/u]

As Khan and the Necromancy teacher left, the Esyire Pyromancer teacher stepped forward. She was dressed in simple white robes that allowed her wings to be free and ready to use. Her stern eyes scanned the crowed before she began speaking to the crowd at Large. "I am Xeric Firestone, the Pyromancy teacher. With me you'll not just be learning to use Pyromancy." A firestorm burst into existence, far above the heads of the students. It swirled clockwise, the heat radiating down upon the crowd. It was carefully kept from igniting anything wooden, despite the intense heat and the flames nearly licking the roof. Xeric raised her hand. "You'll also be learning how to [i]control[/i] it." The firestorm suddenly dissipated into hundreds of twinkling balls of flame. As the crowd watched, the balls shimmered and changed all colors imaginable above them. Xeric gave a slight bow, before heading back to her seat, leaving the shimmering 'stars' up near the roof. 

Frost Windsor, the Cyromancy teacher, stood up. She wore trousers and simple vest, giving the crowd a bright smile as she made a block of ice to stand on. "I am Frost Windsor, your Cyromancy teacher. Regardless of if you're a Cyromancer or a Hydromancer, you'll be with my brother for your first lessons. No Cyromancer is anything without a little Hydromancy. Allow me to demonstrate..." Small droplets of liquid rose from everyone's cups, forming into smooth balls. With an audible cracking sound, all of the balls of liquid froze solid. "Of course, Cyromancy is so much more than just freezing things. It require's a delicacy..a manipulation." All the little balls of ice cracked and shifted as they took on smaller shapes. Many things took shame in the ice. Knights, horses, dogs, turtles, and even dragons. Frost smiled brightly again, gave a bow, and then left. As with Xeric, the ice sculptures stayed floating in the air. 

Zelda Abbaddon rose gracefully from her seat. Her simple brown dress did little to announce her position as a Master Mage in the Twilight College, but when she spoke all could her her as if she was talking quietly next to them. "I am Zelda Abbaddon, the teacher of Chantment. Chantment differs from other magics in that it doesn't require any mageblood, but can burn your throat and leave you mute forever, and that it focuses on [i]unification[/i]." Softly, Zelda began to chant. The myriad of fire balls slowly moved down from their position above the ice sculptures. Once they reached the small sculptures they merged with them, filling the sculptures with their glow. The sculptures, with their variously colored glowing insides, gently floated down in front of all the people in the cafeteria. "They won't melt. Keep them as a gift from the College."