<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/eb/45/8b/eb458b9efc5dbc0550287c95f2b1f05d.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Fray Moloch (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=342209.msg16186060#msg16186060)<br/><strong>Grade:</strong>Newt<br/><strong>Track:</strong>Illusion & Oracle<br/><strong>Time|Date:</strong>1st May<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Navy turtleneck, dark trousers and lace up boots<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Curious | Peckish | Wary<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Festival, Observation Gardens<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Vesper | Open<br/><strong>Extra:</strong>N/a<br/><hr/>To say that the Festival was unlike anything that Fray had seen before would be an understatement. For one accustomed to the rolling fog and cool solitude of the Volley, being immersed in the activities at the Campus was like stepping through a door into another world. Only, as soon as he stepped through the door vanished and he found himself isolated in a place utterly alien to him. All the warnings his older siblings had issued about how unusual, bright and<em> loud </em>Klasverry was, suddenly seemed inadequate to describe the party playing out all around him. Still, they had survived their school experience, more or less unruffled, and Fray trusted that he could do the same. Once he got used to all the noise, that was.<br/><br/>Fray kept to himself as he walked the observation gardens, accompanied by only the large lunar moth which made its home inside of a dark glass atop his staff during daylight hours. Only the magical glow which emanated from the moth was visible from the outside as Fray's Palismen rested. Even at night she was an almost silent companion, and Fray found he did not mind this. It was an easy and welcome silence which he was now rather looking forward to in the face of the opening ceremony for the School Year.<em>Would every celebration, for each of his years at Klasverry, be quite so chaotic?</em>Fray certainly hoped not.<br/><br/>Even so he could not help the budding curiosity, he felt as he watched the goings on, a feeling which was only amplified by the appearance of a large winged beast swooping over the nearby food stalls with its rider. Fray clutched his staff tighter, expecting trouble, but what he saw was instead an act of... Ridiculousness. Rather than making off with the stallholder as a mid morning snack, the Griffon and the indescribable figure atop its back decided to make off with all manner of treats from the stall. Which in turn attracted quite a bit of attention from some of the other students gathered nearby.<br/><br/>As the pair swooped off back into the sky, Fray frowned "I hope they don't do that again in a hurry."