"Myth-U.." Wric breathed out as the red mini cooper his mother drove slowly rolled down the parking lot. His emerald hues watching as parents sent their kids off one by one to a new life of adventure, and hardship like they had suffered before settling down, and living a life of domestic bliss. Chariots unloading young Romans, and Greek soldiers dressed in togas, and baring classic weaponry. A fire hydrant starts to shake, and pulsate before busting loose. A torrent of water sprouting out from it, and out shot descendants of Poseidon. "Woah totally gnarly dude!" A boy with raven hair bouncing on top of the wave shouted out before the water dissipated, and the three surfers that had came from the water were discarded gently onto the glass. A booming voice echoing from Olympus itself in their ears. 'Do not disappoint me..'<br/><br/>"Woah, woah, slow down!" Another student remarked as he zipped around campus from boots that he had no control over. Wings on the ends of them jump starting him into the air, and then setting him down. They were faster than anything he'd ever worn, and a gift from Hermes them self. Wric unbuckled as the car finally parked at a empty unloading spot next to a plethora of other freaks, and geeks of mythological descent. There was a clear place where kids were starting to gather for Orientation. A herculean, and barbarian cyclops standing at seven feet tall with a white office button up, and a pair of dark brown khaki pants. Crimson haired, a olive green complexion, and huge doe emerald hues his mother turns to him. The wood nymph setting digits on her son's cheek, and pinching them. "You're going to be late for your first class, honey.. Go out there, and prove that Satyr's can be more than sidekicks!" She encouraged with giddy smile on her lips. The encouragement filled him with warmth, and pride. Her approval meant everything to him, and the fact she believed he was the one that was going to set his breed apart from just minions that assisted heroes? It was more than she could ever know.<br/><br/>Dopey smile on the male's face as his head brushes uncomfortably against the ceiling of the car. "I need to get out of this clown car anyway.." Eyes peer down at the brown cloth in his lap. This was one thing he did not agree with. He wanted to stay nude. It was natural. He had spent his entire life naked. Sexual desire was a very open topic in the Satyr community! "I.. don't agree with this." Disapproving look, and roll of his eyes from the older woman. "Oh please.. it won't be the hardest thing you ever have to do.. Besides, it's not like you want the bad guys to look at your man parts!" Childish snort, and giggle before gentle hand pats her son's shoulder. "It's time baby."<br/><br/>Wric gives a solemn nod, and brings the cloth up around his waist. Dragging it around his body till it hid away his ass, and frontal view. He ties it strict around his body. "I will make you, and everyone at the village proud. Maybe.. even him.." He looks up towards the sky as if he hoped to hear something back from the God that had created them. Dionysus. Yet like every other time he had done so.. There was nothing. Part of him wondered if he were the really Chosen One if Dionysus wouldn't even converse with him. "Take care of dad, and the others till I am back.. I will come back." Solemn promise made as he reaches with hulking hand, and pops the car door. The entire frame of the tiny mini cooper shakes, and ripples as the half man, half animal trots out into the parking lot. The ground is hard on his hooves, but at least there was grass nearby. He stoops down to grab his hunting bow, and quiver from where he was resting them by his feet. Slinging the bow over one shoulder, quiver on his back with a leather strap. "Stay strong." A simple wave, and cheerful smile from his mother before she floors the gas leaving the parking lot in a exhale of smoke.<br/><br/>He's alone now, and he hesitates momentarily. Just taking in the other drop offs, and wondering who they descended from. A certain blue haired Nymph catches his eye. She wasn't a bad looker, but as their eyes meet - he can tell she's not pleased he's staring. He diverts his gaze, and he turns on his hoof booking it towards the male gathering students for orientation. "Here.. here!" The cyclops voice was loud, and booming drawing the crowd towards him. "Freshmen of Myth-U! Welcome to Campus. Let me preface with this an advisory warning. If you are worried about bodily harm, or potentially not working in Oymplus.. then this place isn't for you. There is going to be great risk, but with it? Great reward.." Wric tuned out to his speech. He was still dazed by this place. The facilities were like that of a stadium, and the estate stretched for miles with nice hedges, and gardens.