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After the first night, everything else paled in comparison when it came to excitement. Calixta walked around as if emotionally drained, and though it felt awkward to be around Aegar, she found that she was finally starting to complete the process of letting Acheron go... not her love for him, but the pain and sadness that she had bottled up inside. The week seemed to go by slowly; days were filled with physical and magical training that seemed to be even harder than what she learned on Nymphe. But, all of it kept her mind busy and off the emotional turmoil within her.

The easiest magic to cover was, of course, water. She excelled in the advanced spells of water healing, surpassing most of the students who took the course. Then again, few students took focus in water magic as it was naturally wielded by the hands of the nymphs, and there were no others of her race to compete with. Seeing that she excelled in the most advanced aspects of water, the professor transfered her to a different class, which covered Ice manipulation. She found it difficult at first to change the state of water, but once she got the hang of it, she was surprised by everything that she could do. She found that, not only did she excel at healing, but she also excelled in defensive magic as well. One of her favorite ice spells involved creating an exoskeleton of almost any animal she could think of. It was pretty much the only offensive magic she knew, but she felt that was all she needed. It also seemed the more fun and made her feel more at home, which made things a bit better for her at the University.

It seemed the biggest thing that set her apart from the all the students, including the other Sages, was the fact she was a nymph. The gossip that had started about her wasn't because she excelled in water and ice magic, it wasn't because she almost flooded a room out of fear of trying fire magic, and it wasn't even the fact that she was seen yelling at her peacock Garon. It was simply that she was beautiful. Wherever she walked, she attracted attenion from the other students-- male, female, elf, demon, human... It seemed like everyone tried to interact with her. Of course, each interaction was different and it often ended in her expressing annoyance at whoever was subject to her emotions that day. So it was that she often kept to herself within the gardens, reading or just relaxing in her free time.

But try as she might to lie low, there was no escaping the unwanted dirty attention that was lavished upon her, especially by the demons. The second week at the University, during a meal break in the dining hall with Summer, she was rudely interrupted by a male demon.

"Hey Calixta," he started, wearing a boyish grin on his face. It was one she didn't appreciate. "I noticed you don't eat meat. Would you say you like eating muffins?"

"...Yes, I guess so," the nymph replied with a shrug, looking up with a smile on her face. "Why do you ask?"

"Well, I wanted to know: are your muffins buttered?"

"Hmm?"

"Would you like me to butter your muffin?" A snicker rang out in the long table to the demon's left side.

Summer looked at the demon and glared at him, "Why don't you take a spiked mace and shove it up your ass you degenerate freak."

The demon's smile was quickly wiped off his face. "No one asked you, slave girl. Shut it, you're only half a shifter. Not even a real one."

Summer's eyes flash the silver of her fox and she jumps to her feet, "That's all I need," she snarled as she changed into her Fox form, towering over the demon, "Its enough to deal with scum like you. Now leave my Friend alone!"

"Easy, Summer," Calixta murmerd, putting a hand on the fox's back. She giggled. "Look, he's already afraid of you."

It was true. His skin visibly paled and his eyes went wide as he took in Summer's fox form, and he stammered some incoherent response about "joking around."

Summer snorted, her hot breath causing the demon's hair to move slightly as she placed her face close to his. "If you, or any of you Demon friends come anywhere near Calixta again, I will tear you apart and feed you to the wolves, am I understood?" The Demon simply nodded his head and the rancid smell of urine hit her nostrils, [i["You should go clean up now... before everyone else notices you urinated yourself at the site of a [/i]slave girl. It wouldn't seem very... manly."

Calixta covered her mouth and let out a dainty giggle before it blossomed to an outright guffaw, and she threw her head back as she watched the demon skitter off. "I told you to take it easy, Summer! You didn't have to make him piss himself. Now the whole school may think we're completely insane! ... It does make for a rather funny story though, wouldn't you say? I just hate the no one will leave me alone sometimes. It's infuriating!"

Summer let out a small growl like chuckle, "Well at least you have me now to put them in check, maybe if I scare enough of the ones wno treat you like a piece of meat, the rest will get the hint." She playfully nudged Calla with her muzzle.

"And let's not forget about the girls who like to talk! You know, they talk about the both of us. It's maddening really. If you ask me, it's just because we're more beautiful than they are." The nymph winked at the fox beside her and stroked the soft fur. "And not to mention that we get to regularly spend time with the men who are put on a pedestal, and not just for their magical ability-- for their looks, too!"

Calla heard Summer's soft laughter in her head as she leaned into the Nymph's soft touch, "Let them talk, it won't get them anywhere... the men we are lucky to call our allies and friends aren't so shallow... though Aegar seems like he would have a go with anything on two legs... maybe four... I haven't tested out that theory yet."

"Summer, please don't test that with yourself... He may eat you or something!" Calixta whispered the last part, but still laughed at Summer's words. Satsifed with her meal, the nymph stood and offered to walk with her new friend back to the towers.

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Now that everyone had come down, Evelynn started the relaively short walk back to the dining hall. It wasn't a bother really that Jade Fist had come so late, but it was just her being an impatient prick...like she usually was. "Damien?" she called out, an eerie smile upon her face. "I have impeccable manners. Tsk tsk, boy, you shouldn't go around calling people 'vampire witch'... they may want to eat you for being so rude!" She bared her top teeth a little bit, not in an animalistic way but just enough to show him her pointed fangs that were tinged with the smallest amount of red from the blood she was drinking.

"And Aegar, you are a dirty mind. Not that I'm objecting to that, of course." Evelynn winked at him and continued drinking her meal, holding it up for all of them to see. "This here is fine elf blood, from one that is probably relatively young. Every so often new volunteers come along, and they're usually humans who are seeking some type of thrill on Tenebra. And then, there are the curious elves that somehow end up giving a bit of their beautiful blood." She swirled the drink around her glass and paused for a bit. "It's very fragrant if you ask me. But it doesn't produce the same amount of endorphins as, say, demon blood. Demon blood is always the strongest, and many vampires like to get drunk off of it."

"Elves actually volunteer for blood donations? They rarely migrate over to Tenebra... it's too dark and baren here..." Summer said, surprising herself for speaking up.

"Some volunteer." Jade called out, "Others get volunteered."

"Like...as in a Punishment?"

"Not quite."

Evelynn turned around then, a completely disgusted look on her face. "I don't ever drink blood that has been taken by force. I'm a vampire, not a monster," she said coldly, then taking another sip from the glass. "And Summer, there are a few curious elves that come around. When they find out that the University holds a vampire, some of them volunteer to... provide a meal. For those of you that don't know, a vampire bite can be pleasurable to a degree. After all, the neck area is very sensitive, and the bloodloss can make a person feel a bit light-headed and up in the clouds."

Jade merely shook his head. He couldn't decide, between himself and Evelynn, who was more disgusted towards the other one.

The whole conversation had taken the time to get from the towers to the dining hall, and by the time they got there the hall was already buzzing with the excitement of the other students. Six long, retangular tables were set in an organized fashion around the hall, with a lengthy table at the front of the room. Amalia sat there with the rest of the staff, and there was even a spot on her right that was presumably saved for Evelynn.

"Ohhh, look there," the vampire pointed, "little nymph girl has already found your special table. I suggest you all run along now and join her!" With that, Evelynn left the group of Sages and went to her own seat at the front of the hall. Calixta was indeed seated at a circular table in the middle of the six tables, and she looked oddly out of place in a sea full of demons. Men oggled at her, women gossiped about her and the other entering Sages, but she kept her gaze forward and only looked back when she saw her approaching companions out of her peripheral vision.

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Well, seeing the demon's reaction wasn't all that she hoped for. He was like a stick in the mud... a big bunch of boring. He was attractive though, she'd give him that. Evelynn walked back to the main hallway but did not take the route back to the main hall. Rather, she went forward and walked her way to Amalia's office because her own meal could wait. Amalia had, after all, wanted Evelynn to check in with her after she had led the Sages to their towers. She knocked once before opening the door, and she nodded at Amalia then took a seat on the side of the room, bunching up the lavender material of her dress so as to not ruin it.

"Alright, I have done as you asked, Amalia. They are safely at their towers-- or they should be-- and I even told them that if they needed anything, then to come ask me. I really don't see why I have to be at their beck and call anyway..." She shrugged and relaxed against the back of the chair, idly playing with one of the rings on her left hand.

Amalia shook her head and crossed her arms as she looked at Evelynn, it seemed that she still didn't understand that what was asked of her was done for a reason. "Evelynn, you are not at their beck and call, you need to be with them as much as possible for the simple fact that you play an important role in what must be done. I've told you that before, so why are you still fighting me on this?" The Warlock watched the young Vampire as she waited for her response, keying in on her body language, she may act tough, but the Headmaster was aware that it was just that, an act.

"I've been around for a little more than 300 years, Amalia. Sometimes, I like my boredom to be enterained by me, myself, and I. What was I supposed to say? 'Hi, my name is Evelynn, and I'm your new friend.' Please. Knowing the nymph, she won't want friends, the elf-girl just seemed quiet, the elf-man is hidden behind his armor...Besides, I've been a vampire for so long that I've lost any connection to Tellus or being an elf." Her red eyes suddenly seemed to acquire a longingness in them, and it broke her facade for a just a second before the harsh look returned. "But yes, I will do as you wish. I suppose then, that I don't have to take up their dinners for them as well? I mean, they all have legs, they can walk to the dining hall," she said, smirkng as she said the words.

"That Elf girl and you have something in common afterall Evelynn, neither one of you has friends," she said, "That is all I want for you, you know? I want you to be able to be happy with people who you may just have some things in common. Summer is... an odd case much like you are, Elves rarely become vampires just like Elf and Shifter children are so much more rarer. As far as dinner goes, I would like you to just escort them to the dinning hall, at least until they memorize the route themselves."

"Do I really have to?" Evelynn asked, almost pouting a bit. "I mean, I have to eat as well. Can I at least take my meal to go from the kitchens? Or perhaps just take a small snack? ...Like that demon," she muttered under her breath. A sly smile lit up her face once more as she recalled the exchange with the demon-man. Aegar, was his name? Something like that. "Anyway, I better go then. Is there anything else you wanted me to do?"

Amalia smiled slight, "Yeah, you can always ask Summer for a snack if you wanted to, as I recall from watching, she volunteered as you left." She smiled a bit before shooing Evelynn off.

"Elves don't get me intoxicated like demons do, but I'll let you know how she tastes as well! Ta-ta!" Evelynn called behind her as she swept herself out of Amalia's office and to the kitchens where a wine bottle full of fresh blood and a glass was given to her. It wasn't the same as sitting fown for a meal, but it would have to do under the given circumstances. She stopped for a moment and opened the bottle to pour some of the drink into the glass. It looked a healthy dark red and the aroma was simply to die for; it was probably one of the elf volunteers who supplied the blood this time. Walking leisurely to the tower area, she was met by Calixta, who was almost running past her. Rather than stopping her, Evelynn just raised her glass in the air and called out, "Nymph, dearie, I'm supposed to collect you for dinner. If you know the way, then gods, don't bother me with that. Just run along."

Calixta turned back, pausing slightly before nodding and heading off in the direction of the dining hall.

Evelynn continued on, first entering the far left tower. She assumed Aegar would be there alone, but she came in anyway, loudly banging away at the door. "AEGAR, SWEETIE!" she called out, making her voice an odd mix of sarcasm and sultriness, "If you want to eat something, you can follow me back to the dining hall or you can just go back by yourself. But that nymph friend of yours wandered back already!" She took a long sip of the blood in her glass and walked out, rudely leaving the door ajar.

The next stop was the tower of Earth and Light. She did the same as when she had called Aegar down, not really bothering to actually fetch each individual but just calling for them. They were bound to hear her. Leaving the door open as well, she exited and came to the far right tower, preparing the same speech to get the inhabitants to come down. Evelynn walked up slowly, taking her time now because she was really enjoying the blood that was given to her. What were the Sages' names again...? Oh yeah. "DAMIEN! SUMMER!" she called out a bit loudly, impatient for the last two to acknowledge that they heard her. "Food. Eat. Downstairs and stuff. Just come on!" She waited a bit before turning around and exiting their room as well, leaving the door wide open just as she had the others.

Evelynn contemplated waiting for them, and ultimately decided that she would... but only at Amalia's direction. She took a seat near the entrance of the curved hallway, lounging once more and relaxing, drink in hand.

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The nymph was absolutely stunned, in the worst way possible. Not with the circlet (which was very, very beautiful and currently placed on her head) but with the rooming arrangements. She had been excited as she saw everyone's expensive jewels, excited when she followed Amalia through the portal and to the lush green hills that looked so out of place on Tenebra, and she was excited when she saw the grandeur of the castle. But now...now the excitement faded. Her mouth dropped open at Amalia's words, and she stammered nothingness in response; she was too appalled to make a simple reply. Didn't they know about...about Acheron? This is was some type of sick joke, she guessed, making her sleep in the same room as a demon.

But the girl plastered a serene smile on her face and instead said, "Oh yes, Amalia. It is not a problem at all. If you don't mind, I let Garon roam around the gardens there near the side of the castle...it's the environment he's used to." The peacock was a spoiled brat if anything, and Calixta let him do as he pleased. After all, it wasn't hers to begin with, so the damn peacock could go wander around wherever. She didn't care, and he sure wasn't going to occupy space in her tower. Or maybe he could...he could have the demon's room.

Calixta walked forward with the other five Sages as they approached the woman named Evelynn. She had never seen a vampire before, and this one was...beautiful but very, very harsh. If she had to guess, Evelynn was an elf before her transformation. The lithe features, tall stature and pointed ears gave it away, and the vampirism just seemed to intensify those to no end. But nevertheless, Calixta seemed to think that being near Evelynn was better than standing by the extremely tall demon, so she took her spot at the front of the group as they walked along. The walk to the back of the castle was relatively boring; the only exciting things were the looks that some of the female students gave her, but she couldn't figure out why she was recieving such treatment. Sure, not many nymphs traveled outside Nymphe, but her appearance shouldn't have been that surprising, right?

As they approached the towers, it suddenly dawned on the nymph that this was real. The carving above the door to her tower depicted ominous siwrls of darkness that surrounded a water droplet, and she glanced nervously at the demon. She hadn't even gotten the chance to meet him, and now she was expected to suddenly get along with hiim? Yeah, right. Why couldn't she be paired with Summer? Or Ostel...dreamy-eyed Ostel. Wind and Water complimented each other, right? What about Light and Water? Just as she opened her mouth to ask about a room change, Evelynn laughed and turned away, obviously not wanting to be bothered. Well, this was a predicament. With another glance at the hooded demon, she stepped forward and to the side without acknowledging him, and opened the door to her-- their-- tower.

Grey, almost black stone made steps that spiraled up the tower, and the staircase was brightly lit with the same orbs from the main hallway, except there was no paper lantern around them; there was only the orb itself, switching colors every 20 seconds or so. Calixta's light footing made almost no sound, but she could hear the heavier footsteps of her roommate behind her. She had, of course, left the door to the tower open so that the demon could walk in. Although uncomfortable with the pairing, she still thought herself to be a kind person, and she would treat him with the formal kindness as she would with anyone else she didn't like. The top of the stair case opened up to a large, heavily decorated sittting room. A fireplace burned low on the far wall, and it was flanked on either side by large arched windows that were decorated with heavy velvet curtains and lace trimming near the top. In the center of the room were two plush couches and a small table, all of which was laid perpendicular to the fire place. A few side tables with more vases and glass lanterns (for show only) littered the back and side of the room, giving it more of a luxurious feel.

The room was probably decorated in such a way to meet Calixta's expectations, but she wouldn't have minded either way. Although she lived in the royal palace, people often forgot that she was, in fact, the daughter of a common folk family. To her relief, two rooms branched out on either side of the main sitting room. Thank goodness! At least she would have her own privacy! The door to her room was on the right side, painted an off-white that had a subtle undertone of blue. Astonished by the lavishness of it all, she just stood there, her small frame blocking the entryway.

Aegar made his way up the tall spiraling staircase, intrigued by the floating orbs of light that illuminated it - though they were rather unnecessary for him to find his way – only to find Calixta’s petite figure blocking the entrance to the living room. From behind she was nothing but long black hair and dark purple cloak, but even so her femininity was unmistakable. He hesitated for a moment before clearing his throat to get her attention.

Calixta swirled around in a fluid motion to face him, having to redirect her gaze upwards for her eyes to meet his. “Oh- Excuse me.” she stumbled while she shuffled backwards, making space for him to enter the room. “I… don’t think we’ve been introduced. My name is Calixta, from Nymphe.” she continued, attempting to be as kind as possible despite her mixed emotions.

Aegar’s pale eyes ran across the girl’s slender frame, trying to read some kind of body language. There was a smile on her face, but something was off, something big. “You’re right. I was late to the party, so to speak.” In contrast to Calixta’s feminine singsong voice, his own was a deep monotone, both calming and unnerving simultaneously. “I’m Aegar, of Tenebra.” When he extended his hand towards her, she flinched ever so slightly; most would never have noticed. There was some kind of reluctance in her, but he couldn’t put his finger on it just yet.

Regardless, she answered by politely shaking his hand. “Nice to meet you, Aegar.” Maybe. Not likely. But she continued smiling anyways.

A brief silence fell between the two of them, until Aegar broke it by finally stepping through the doorframe into the living room. The fireplace was burning on a low flame and the curtains were partially closed, leaving the room in a comfortable shadowy state, without hindering the sight of any non-demonic residents. “So how did you get here, on Tenebra?” he said, grabbing onto the first decent conversation starter that came to mind. “Did you come willingly or did they have to drag you in?”

"Um, no, I came willingly..." Her eyes glazed over a bit as she recalled her very first experience on Tenebra. No, she wasn't dragged to this place, but she sure wouldn't have gone if not for Queen Raina's orders. She stepped through as well, making sure to maintain a decent distance away from Aegar; the first encounter had already been much too close! Taking a seat on one of the couches, she crossed her legs daintily and let out a small giggle that really didn't have any heart in it. "I doubt they had to drag anyone in. After all, being chosen as one of the six Sages must be opportunity of a lifetime."

“Far longer than a lifetime in fact. I myself was practically dragged in, since they apparently deemed that easier than just explaining the situation.” Aegar sat down on the couch opposite from hers and continued looking around the room rather than making eye-contact. “Do you think it’s all real?” He was honestly wondering that even now. “Could six mages make the difference? I’ve seen some weird stuff in my life, but few as surreal as this.” His fingers idly found their way to the hilt of his sword and lightly stroked the newly-added gems, reminding him that the past ten minutes were indeed not a dream.

Nothing missed Calixta's attention, not even the brush of the demon's hand against the hilt of his sword. It pulled a strong gasp from her, sending every single sense into overdrive as she quickly analyzed the situation. But... the action didn't seem to pose any real threat, and she quickly relaxed against the couch again, embarrassed for the sudden outburst. "Where I come from, prophecy is almost set in stone. The nymphs like to believe most everything, so this is a very, very real thing for me. We all saw our predecessors in their tombs. Was that not real enough for you?"

“I suppose so.” Despite the conversation seeming little out of the ordinary, the tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a knife, or a jeweled sword for that matter. Were Nymphs simply xenophobic in nature or was something more going on? “Tenebra is full of cults and religious nuts speaking of prophecies. Some believe them, some don’t. After all these years I’m not sure what to believe anymore. I got dropped into this endeavor very unexpectedly, that’s all. Did he speak to you too then, your predecessor? Did he tell you anything special?” He’d considered the possibility of that being private information, but he was simply too curious not to ask.

"Why?" The nymph's eyes narrowed for a split second before she sighed, knowing that it was wrong to be suspicious of someone just because of his race. "You could say it was special... I think they all must have said something special, but it was uniquely special to ourselves, otherwise we wouldn't have listened and gotten our gifts, yes? And you're not alone there, Aegar. I wasn't supposed to be here at all but something... unexpected came up." A pause blanketed the air as she reached up to resituate the circlet on her head, pushing it up slightly, and she smiled at him, curious and confused about his situation. "Where did 'they' drag you here from?"

“Just… wrapping up some business elsewhere in the city. They apparently had no time to waste on getting me in here. I understand now in hindsight.” he said, thinking of the figure that had burst into flames shortly before he came in. He changed the subject, hoping to avoid having to explain to her what he was doing before they abducted him. “Have you ever been on Tenebra before? Nymphs are known for rarely leaving their birthplace.”

"Once, on my birthday 14 years ago. It was... alright." Calixta left it vague and devoid of any emotion, just so he wouldn't ask questions. She shrugged, raising her eyebrows. "Nymphs don't like leaving because most of them value their immortality too much. Besides, have you ever thought about what it feels like to suddenly feel gravity constantly pulling down on your body when you've spent about 90 percent of the time in the buoyancy and weightlessness of water? It feels very strange indeed."

Aegar cracked a brief smile at her comment about water, part sincerely and partially forced in an attempt to lighten the mood. “I imagine it is, yes.” While her vagueness on the subject was probably due to unwillingness to talk about it, something drove Aegar to want to push further on the Tenebra subject; a mix of curiosity and wanting to find out if she was trustworthy. “Did you come here all alone then? Tenebra is a dangerous place, especially for a w-, for a nymph.”

"I'd say it's a dangerous place for most anyone." The tone of her voice grew slightly colder, and she had to bite her tongue from saying something rude. What was Aegar going to say? That Tenebra was dangerous for a woman? Although he may have been right, she was visibly bothered by his question and how he had asked it, but she answered him anyway. "No, I didn't come here alone. I had a... friend with me." Her voice broke slightly on the word 'friend,' prompting her to look away and out the window in an attempt to control her rising emotions.

Aegar averted his eyes from her as well, instead idly turning them towards the fireplace. There was clearly some unpleasant memory tied to this place. In hindsight he felt a tad bad for pushing it, but he was glad to have the slightest glimpse at her background, seeing as he was going to have to spend every evening and night near her for the indefinite future. He now refrained from continuing the subject, for both their sakes, and attempted to simply tie an end to the conversation. “Well, you should be glad to have experienced so much of the world. Few nymphs can say the same.”

"It is both a blessing and a curse to have experienced what I have," Calixta said curtly, nodding her head once to ackowledge his words. "I- um, excuse me." Clearly almost distraught at this point, the girl hurriedly stood and rushed to exit the tower, not bothering with a formal goodbye. It wasn't two seconds later that the slam of the door could be heard echoing up the stairwell, leaving Aegar in silence.

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Do you have an actual reason for being in my topic?

I was thinking of putting in an application, but then I noticed you had a lot of females, and I wasn't in the mood to make a male. I've been doing that a lot lately on my other RP sites. And I had to read over all your comments because that's just what potential applicants do when they consider joining a roleplay.

Keepers of Death (Black University Saga, the First Year) Interest Check

Gonna drop in here and say that a hatchet and axe are two different types of weapons that are similar but completely different. As far as wood cutting, an axe is much larger and has a flat back while a hatchet has a hammer head on the back. As far as weaponry, an axe is two handed while a hatchet is one handed. A hatchet may have come from the old Germanic word meaning axe, but it is definitely not an axe. Lol.

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Evelynn was seated in a velvet chaise lounge near a smaller set of doors that resembled the grand doors of the main entrance, and she looked on in cold greeting to the six mages that approched her. As she stood she observed each of them silently, making snide remarks in her head about each one of them. Oh look, there's one average, two that are slightly better, a nasty animal and two novelties... She thought of them in terms of the taste of blood-- she had tasted the blood of all the races save for that of a nymph...the immortal fey didn't travel around too much, but she imagined they tasted sickly sweet and that wouldn't do at all. Oh no, it would make her stomach upset! But she had spent 293 years knowing what she did and didn't like, and right now she didn't like the look of these chosen Sages...well, maybe she liked the looks of one. But there was no way she'd be expressing any real interest in him. After all, they were all like children to her.

"Hello," she started off, adding a curt nod to accompany her official greeting. Already one could tell her tone was much different from Amalia's, and that's the way Evelynn wanted it to be. She wasn't going to be their friend, no matter what Amalia said. "As you all know now, my name is Evelynn and I am the...well, your 'counselor,' if you will. I am here to show you around and help you with any of your needs while you are here at University. If there are no further questions-- and I hope there are none-- let's get started." Without waiting for any responses she turned on her heel, opened the smaller set of doors and walked through gracefully.

The door opened up to a large main hallway lit by lanterns that seemed to be supported by nothing but air, and they carried bright orbs of light from within. They were, of course, fueled by magic just as the rest of the castle was. The walls were a subdued off-white, decorated with paintings, the floors were lined with a luxurious rug, and the decor consisted of tables and pedestals that held vases depicting different events in the history of the world. As they reached the end of the hallway, it branched out to three different directions: left, right, and forward; this was where Evelynn paused. "These hallways branch out to different parts of the university. While they all lead to the same places, they do look different to everyone that passes through. For example, if I take a look to my left I see a pit of blackness, and to my right I see a dead wasteland..." She paused and glanced back at those following her, and sighed. "It was a joke. Because I'm a vampire?" She flashed a toothy grin that showed off her fangs, then rolled her eyes and continued speaking. "The appearance of the hallways look like the interiors of the old, old structures of Tellus, back when they were beautiful and glistening with life. Anyway, let us continue."

She took a left, walked up the steps and led them past various doors and other hallways. The few students that walked around seemed to shy away from her, not out of fear but out of a silent respect. Evelynn was not known to be a strict enforcer of the university rules, but when she got angry it was as if she brought chills wherever she walked. She nodded in greeting to a few of them, keeping a brisk pace as she walked, the long tendrils of her lavender chiffon dress shuffling mildly with the movement. She pointed out different general areas, noting that sets of corridors were often devoted to different areas of study, six of them being the different elements. After two rights and two lefts, she slowed down near the opening of a larged curved hallway on the right. It was almost as wide as the main hallway, but on the far back wall it had three doors that were quite spaced out. The entrance to the far-left tower had a symbol of darkness and water carved above the door, the center tower door had the symbols of Earth and Light, and the far-right tower had the symbols of Wind and Fire above the door.

"If you haven't guessed it already, we are at the back of the castle near the towers that you probably saw from quite a ways away. They are your rooms while you are here... we couldn't have you special students live near the ordinary students; that would be absurd!" She paused again then sighed, but waved her hand forward in gesture to the three towers. "As Amalia has told you, your rooming arrangements are as follows: Wind with Fire, Earth with Light, and Water with Darkness. All of your necessary belongings and immediate desires have been brought up for you. This includes decor, clothing, and bath items. If you need anything else-- and gods forbid you do not-- then contact me. I may or may not answer you depending on how I'm feeling. Or if I'm feeding."

As she said this, her eyes turned a dulled red, making a sharp contrast against the paleness of her skin and white-blonde hair. Evelynn laughed. "Oh, well, look at that, I must be off! I do hope the staff has brought in a tasty treat today...Or you could be my treat,” she said suggestively to the coal-skinned demon standing at the back of the group, grinning as she said the words. Demon blood was dark and strong much like a heavy ale; drinking from one was something that was seen as a taboo of sorts, and the flavor was an acquired taste. At the silence that followed, Evelynn let out another sharp laugh and turned away from the six Sages, traveling back the way she came. The eerie echo of her voice bounced back until it disappeared altogether, leaving the Sages to themselves.