[center][b][I][u][h3]Arkangrad Academy for Arcane Aspirants[/h3][/u][/I][/b][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/V3trlyd.jpg[/img][/center][center](Not an accurate image of Arkangrad)[/center] [hr] You and your future classmates disembark from your variegated modes of transportation. Stepping upon either the rich, black sands of the beaches or the wooden pathways that surround the school you find your way, either through written instruction, helpful guides, or personal knowledge, to the clearing between the gardens and the dormitory complex. Surrounding the clearing you find yourselves in are the hedge mazes and thick copses of trees of the garden, where the many flowers within paint the breeze with the scent of many colors, the oddly calming scent only added to by the sea’s salt. The high grass of the rest of the garden comes up only to your ankles here, an area laid out for speeches, that fact made more clear by the rows of thick wooden benches arranged to be looking towards both the podium and the tower behind it. Standing at the podium is an older gentleman dressed in heavy robes of brown hue, adorned in a number of rubies. His elderly face smiles slightly at the gathering crowd, and he strokes his beard in thought. Behind him are a number of people, many of whom are renowned scientists or mages, the faculty. He waits, patiently, as each of you takes a seat on the benches provided. Someone jokes about how this feels like Hogwarts. A few of the students and even some of the faculty chuckle. When the last of you takes their place, he clears his throat, the assembled crowd quiets, and begins to speak. [I][color=9e0b0f]“Hmm… Ahem, welcome students, staff, anyone here just because they like speeches, welcome to Arkangrad. I am the Headmaster, Arthur Wick. You are all here of course for one thing, I should hope anyways. You are here to learn, as are we all. This is in part what Arkangrad is here for. You fine folk stand in what is one of the finest learning institutions in the world. Of course, you all know that already, else you wouldn’t be here. Arkangrad is also a place of unity as well as learning. I want you to take a look around you, what do you see? I see those willing to learn, and nothing else. That is what Arkangrad is for, the bridging of people. Now, I expect you all to treat your fellow students with respect, regardless of the case. But I would also appreciate it if you all treated your studies seriously. You may argue that the world changed fifty years ago, and that it’s over but we are still feeling the changes even now, as is the way of the world, and I want you all to be prepared for it. As I look over you all I see the hope for the future. It brings light to an old warrior’s heart, and I trust you all to grow into fine people. Ahem, one more moment… I’m sure if you’ve any other questions you can ask any of our delightful faculty, many of whom you can see behind me. Now you’ll find on your person pieces of paper detailing which dorms and rooms you’ll have, and the dorms are, as you can see, behind you. You have the rest of today off, to adjust and meet your new roommates, as well as explore the grounds if you feel like it. If anyone wishes to see me I’ll be in the large tower, and please, try not to burn the place down.” [/color][/I] Each of you finds, in your pocket, or your bag (otherwise in your hair), a slip of paper, upon which is written your dorm room number, who else is in that room with you, and which classes you are scheduled for. On the back is a map showing the route to and from the school itself. The day is yours, what will you do now? [hider=Room Arrangements] [b]Room 132[/b] Maia Eltharin Ghislaine Persephone Isauros Najwa Attar [b]Room 413[/b] Elyris Nilsdotter Gerald Duponte Meruin Hazy Sultan [b]Room 111[/b] Yuu Akihito -------- -------- -------- [/hider]