[h1]Enzius Zarbath and [color=Crimson]Lucilia Riovas[/color][/h1]

Enzius looked back to the seat and could tell that if he sat down he wouldn't be able to see the vampire. Instead, he nimbly leaped off the table and landed on the chair, standing with arms crossed. His face took on a slight scowl, as was his usual look, but it changed slightly with grudging admiration [b]"I must admit, Madame Riovas, the college is an impressive sight."[/b]

Nodding her head in agreement Lucilia laced her fingers together and looked at Enzius. [color=crimson]"I'm glad you see it so, Sir Zarbath. The college represents the unfied effort of all the people in Tiien, dedicated to the goal of teaching the future generation and protecting it from threats from all around."[/color] The common speigel, what the college also does is manufacture and provide magical product and services world wide, and Lucilia uses that monopoly in order to make sure the college never falls into the hands of any nation. At least none under her control.

[color=crimson]"But as this is a formal celebtration, I'm afraid I'm ill prepared to have you formally introduced into the college. Paperwork needs to be filled out, a tour provided, seminars, a background check, that sort of thing. If you come visit me again tomorrow, I can provide you everything you need in order to apply to the college of Twilight."[/color]

Enzius ears twitched at the phrase 'background check'. He wasn't really sure what that entailed, but he was sure he didn't like the sound of it. [b]"What do you mean, background check? I have told you I am from the Clan Enfeah. I come from a line of Cryomancers, all of which enrolled in this college. What more is there?" [/b]His scowl had returned, he was a very impatient person and was already tired from traveling miles and miles only to be told come back tommorow.

Lucilia closed her eyes and internally sighed in her mind. [color=crimson][i]"One of those people."[/i][/color] When she opened her eyes her unnaturally red and glowing eyes looked straight into Enzius's. She moved her hands close to her mouth, concealing whatever emotion her face would show. All he would have as a tell was her eyes, which while glowing with some sort of occult power, were also lifeless.

[color=crimson]"Here are the college we do not descriminate between one's race, history, or relations. That being said, we must conduct a standardized background check on everyone who wishes to be part of the college. This way should any incidents occur involving you, we can apply whatever information we have on hand in order to come to a solution. Additionally, we do these background checks in order to ensure that fugatives of other nations do not intend to apply to the college in order to seek asylum for their actions, nor bring harm to our students. Now, you mentioned that your family has a history at the college. While this will certainly make for a good recommendation for you, understand that I do not have these records on hand to verify those facts. Thus, I'll need some time in order to make sure what you say is true. In the mean time you're free to take up occupancy in our guest rooms, and enjoy the feast and celebrations."[/color]

While Lucilia wouldn't be so quick to call Enzius a phony, too often does Lucilia have to deal with magically inept criminals who thought that the college's mercy, free room and board, and largely free education will allow them to run away from their past. But Lucilia makes sure that isn't the case. While it won't be fair to accuse every college hopefully of being that type of scum, she has these methods in place to weed out the weak ones. Simply being capable of magic isn't enough to join the college; it's a thing of dedication and loyalty. The paperwork tested the former.

Enzius looked straight into Lucilia's eyes and it was as cold as the Northern Frozen Coast. His form started to swirl with frost as he listened to her speech. A Criminal. Him? Enzius closed his eyes as she finished and concentrated on his Grandfather's words [b]"Anger leads to the blizzard and that blizzard will consume you."[/b] He took a breath and the frost he had been emitting slowly stopped, though the wooden chair he was standing on was covered in frost. He opened his eyes and looked Lucilia in the eyes and said [b]"Please forgive me for my brashness. I was raised in a particular way. We have a saying where I'm from. What you don't accomplish today, will kill you tommorow. I will await your decision." [/b]

Enzius bowed slightly, muttering a departing phrase in his native tongue. He dropped off the chair and saw himself out, sighing as he exited the room. He looked around for a servant and asked them where the guest rooms were. They pointed him in the right direction and he made his way there.

Sighing, Lucilia looked back at the emtpy chair. It's not that she wanted to be harsh, but with some of these people a firm word was needed. Lucilia can't afford to be soft like Khan or Ovak. There were... Expectations of her. And standards. But now that this little moment passed, Lucilia had to move on. Using her magic to remove the makeshift chair the next meal was given to the teachers. When the servants came to give her food Lucilia leaned towards one of them. [color=crimson]"Go ahead and give my serving to Enzius Zarbath, in the guest quarters."[/color]


Enzius sat cross-legged in the middle of his room, a bowl of water sitting in front of him. His eyes were closed and his hand was on the rim of the bowl. He focused on his Grandfather's words [b]"Snow and Ice is much more like fire than most think. Too much kindling, the fire will rage and become dangerous. But not enough and it will die out."[/b] Enzius concentrated on spreading throughout the water, his power was limitless, nothing could stop him. But he must also control it, or it will cause more destruction than anyone could ever imagine. Frost spread throughout the bowl as the water began to slowly freeze. Enzius began to sweat as he concentrated harder, knowing he was making progress. A loud, obnoxious knock interupted him and he was startled out of his revierie. He stared down at the bowl through a furrowed brow, the wood coevered in frost and tiny specks of ice flotaing in the water. He scowled and got to his feet, opening the door. A servant presented some food and a note. He took the plate of food and the note, setting the plate on an end table. He opened the note and started to read.

[color=Crimson]"Don't let the ice in your heart forget the warmth of love."[/color]

Enzius put down the note and picked up a slice of cheese and took a bite. It was incredibly tasty.