[h3][center][color=a0410d][b]Raviel Husk[/b][/color][/center][/h3]
Rav had always been pumped up for the Grand Academy Tournament. As an old student of Seraph Academy, he's always been drawn to the tourney and everything that came with it. More magic being thrown about and more people to study. Their top students had always been a wonder to Rav. Of course, he had joined the tournament the year before but failed to impress. But Rav - oh Rav - that didn't mean he would give up.

So he waited for the next tournament. And here it was. With its head nearing, some of his friends egged him to participate. Not that he needed them to tell him to do it. He loved the thrill of the battle - not for the sake of harm, but for the sake of the adrenaline. And to learn how to put his magic in practical use, instead of simple theoreticals that wouldn't help anyone. Let alone his tribe.

Though, before he went to the registration, he was stuck at the Royal Library. Seven books were piled up to the ground next to him as he flipped through the pages. He wasn't in any particular hurry. He needed to calm himself as well. His pent up energy was better wasted on learning instead of waiting around on a line and bouncing around.

"Not going to register?" One of his long time friends questioned as she approached the beastkin. She was a fellow beastkin, though she was a harpy - a Feathered One, if you will. He was surprised he didn't hear the clicking of her talons against the wood of the library floor, but he supposed he was too engrossed with the book he was reading.

He gave her a small smile as he closed the book. [color=a0410d]"I will."[/color] He then placed the book on the pile he had collected. [color=a0410d]"In fact, I'll head over there right now."[/color] Rav continued as he stood up. 

"Excellent." She then flapped her wings and then tapped her talon onto the book and they began to float. "I'll bring these back. I look forward to your performance Rav." She whispered before heading around to take the books back.

[color=a0410d]"Many thanks."[/color]

Too bad, he wanted to stay longer. But nevermind that. He turned and then headed for the exit. Perhaps he should have gone out to a place that was further from the registration tents, but there was no choice now. He looked out of the windows of the Academy and spotted the tents not too far from them. A smirk playing on his lips, he closed his eyes and then began to chant. He could see a flash of bright light flash against his closed eyes and it remained there.

He opened them and he was outside, the buzz of the people beating against his ears. He wasn't sure if anyone heard him, but he frankly didn't care for now. Rav weaved through the people who were just there to scout who would be signing up and then lined up for registration.

He spotted a fellow student - multiple really - but this one stood out. Seleth - her friends often teased the fact that she was too arrogant for her own good. Ah, it was good that she was going to be in the battle too. But dang, Aylama forbid, she was his first opponent. He imagined he would be beaten within the first two minutes of the battle. But whatever, Rav gave her a thumbs up if she ever looked to his direction and then waited for his turn to register.