Great things where expected of students who attended this school, Not one pupil would fail to achieve, succeed, and eventually graduate from this university of magic, But that is partly due to the high death rate. One mistake in a half weaved spell and it was all over.
The school itself was situated onto a cliff, overlooking both a vast forest and a endless ocean. The tall spires of the castle reaching high into the misty clouds. This was Whitecliff School of Magic, legendary amongst the known world as the high seat of magical learning. Only students of exceptional power are chosen to study at day and roam the halls at night.
Kai, A boy of 19 years of age was one of these students, Gifted in healing magic and elemental spells of a wind nature. Sharp features and a foxish grin. His dark green eyes, partially hidden under his blood red hair, scanning the corridor as he trudged towards his lesson. His black tunic fluttering behind him as he walked. It wasn't the most exciting of lessons. But there were far far worse happening within the halls of the academy.
The school itself was situated onto a cliff, overlooking both a vast forest and a endless ocean. The tall spires of the castle reaching high into the misty clouds. This was Whitecliff School of Magic, legendary amongst the known world as the high seat of magical learning. Only students of exceptional power are chosen to study at day and roam the halls at night.
Kai, A boy of 19 years of age was one of these students, Gifted in healing magic and elemental spells of a wind nature. Sharp features and a foxish grin. His dark green eyes, partially hidden under his blood red hair, scanning the corridor as he trudged towards his lesson. His black tunic fluttering behind him as he walked. It wasn't the most exciting of lessons. But there were far far worse happening within the halls of the academy.