Bristle read over it carefully, he didn't want to sign his soul away or anything. It seemed alright. Bristle reluctantly pricked his finger, wincing at the small pain and signed the page. Pain of death was perhaps a little excessive but he didn't plan on breaking any of these so he should be fine. [b]"What now?"[/b]

Name: [color=red]Bristle[/color]
Why you wish to join the Academy: [color=red]To have a purpose[/color]
Where is your nearest relative: [color=red]N/A[/color]
Anything else you wish to add: [color=red]Nah[/color]