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Tempest listened to the other campers in her class introduce themselves. She was impressed when one of them, Molly, turned into an otter before their very eyes - shape shifting had always been difficult for her and she usually could only shift partially. It was unusual for such a skill to come so naturally to someone.

She was also impressed with Torok's demonstration. He had been going here as long as she had, but he had always kept his abilities to a minimum. It made her wonder what had changed.

The circle made it's way to her.

[color=D67C0B]"I'm Tempest Rosewood. I've been coming here for three years now. I'm a witch. Some of you may have heard of my family, actually. We are fairly famous among Leoh, after all. I specify in storm magic and hexes, though I'm pretty good with fire, too."[/color]

She decided to keep her demonstration simple and dug a candle out of her bag. She held it before her and the wick flared to life, shooting flame up at least a foot high before settling to a normal flicker. She blew out the candle and returned it to her bag before looking to the next person.

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