[center][h1][color=39b54a]Havish Greyson[/color][/h1][/center]

	Havish followed the female teacher to the combat arena, it was scarred from what seemed to be constant use. Within the arena were two men, one who was on a knee and the other standing nonchalantly across. As Havish approached he could tell that the man that was clearly a victor now stood in front front of him, a vampire, this was the first encounter with a supernatural creature that Havish had had, and he was terrified, what kind of man was this, why on earth was he supposed to talk to him, what was his father thinking.

	Havish looked to the woman when the vampire began to speak, but, she was already moving quickly back towards the main hall. Havish stepped forward visibly a bit nervous, [color=39b54a]"Umm, my father....Martin Greyson, he umm, he told me to find you, and ask to be in your class, he said you would be able to help me, get stronger."[/color] Havish was a meek boy and in the face of a vampire of such intimidating stature was crushing the poor thing, [color=39b54a]"I need to get stronger."[/color] The sound of his voice changed to be more serious, [color=39b54a]"I have to."[/color]