<div class="floatleft">(https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/009/602/415/large/maria-jasinska-krukeu13.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Headmaster K<br/><strong>Form:</strong>Raven Familiar<br/><strong>Rank: </strong>Headmaster<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Alucielle's Dorm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alucielle, Open<br/><hr/><br/>The raven familiar hopped up onto Alucielle's arm, bobbing his head in agreement. "Of course dear child. Though your father's kin are powerful, I do not approve of a child being hunted because their father dared to love another. None of that makes any sort of sense." K said as his wing waved in dimissal. "But I trust M'roe did his job correctly. You have your items. Have you found your room?" K asked curiously, tilting his head.<br/><br/>One wing came around to cover his beak as he chuckled at her interest. "We do indeed. Professor Vinciel Avdelsaran Emdraco. Quite a powerful teacher of his class. He was once a student just like you my dear. But I expect you to study well, you are here because your gifts, and as a personal request to your father, but you have to earn your stay as everyone else does. I do not want to have to return to your father with news of your expulsion because you did not study properly." He warned in all serious tone. "But if you are anything like your father, you will not slack off."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/LqxTRo2.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Sylvin Virralei<br/><strong>Rank: </strong>Freshmen<br/><strong>Race: </strong>Elf, Wood<br/><strong>Classes: </strong>Dark Arts, Plant Magic.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Maela's dorm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Maela, Open<br/><hr/><br/>His eyes held sheepish look as he listened to her words. "o.. of course.. M.. Maela.." He stuttered, how did one even really react when a girl was that close AND interested in touching him?!<br/><br/>He shivered at the closeness, her skin was cold and wonderful against his heatened flesh from embarassed flush. His heartbeat raced faster now, his arms comming to wrap around her back as her own went around his neck. And ohh those fangs! When they sank into his flesh, his breath hitched, soft moan drifting from his lips as he panted, he felt frankly mroe aroused than he had ever been, even if his length wouldn't behave to show it, due to loosing that crimson nectar that gave him life, that life that now flowed down Maela's throat.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Ys4bfQB.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Arion Fontenot<br/><strong>Rank: </strong>Freshmen<br/><strong>Race: </strong>Werewolf<br/><strong>Classes: </strong>Song Magic, Ice Magic, Beast Mastery<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dorm Commons, Beast Mastery<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alex Strudi, Open<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"Yes, It derives form the term 'Man-Wolf'. I am human, and become a wolf when certain cues are met." Arion said as he looked at her. "Ears?" He reached a hand up. "huh.. oh. must have met a small cue and not noticed." He said with a chuckle. "A mimic? According to books those are creatures generally seen by adventuring parties.. taking forms of treasure chests.." He said and shrugged. "Well since you are here, try and learn as much as you can, it's useful." He said and looked at Alucielle and shook his head. "No, that's not a princess. I've never meta princess that was good enough to be accepted here.." He said.