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[b][u]Academy of the Arts: Dallia’s Group[/b][/u]

Xan had her eyes glued to a gloomy painting of a hanged woman. A girl dressed in black dangled beneath an Oak tree. The massive tree was bare and ravens were perched on the many skeleton-like branches. It was a sad painting and whoever made it clearly had an eye for detail.

Dallia began to talk about the academy's history and Xan peeled her eyes away from the artwork to focus on the priestess. The school's background sounded interesting and it was amazing to hear that 15 year-olds worked on things as complicated as this. Xan's eyes flitted from paining to painting, she always thought things of such detail were made by older men and women, but everything here proved her wrong.

Dylan mentioned that his sister was a teacher at the academy and not long after Dallia asked about their own tales.

"It must be an amazing thing, teaching such talented students. You get to see wonders everyday." Xan gave the siblings a smile. "You won't believe the adventures your brother has been going on. I haven't been travelling with them for long, but I've heard tales." Lucien had taken every opportunity to tell her all about Weir and Vandrell. He just couldn't stop idolizing the pride and how cool everyone was. It was a little annoying at first, but she witnessed it firsthand at Los Paraisos and Thaum.

She turned to look at Estelle with a grin. "I heard they battled a giant mutated bear and defeated a demon, it's amazing stuff, and I'm sure they've done a lot more." The girl turned her head only to be captivated by a vase filled with the most colorful of flowers. 

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[b][u]Academy of the Arts: Keeva’s Group[/b][/u]

The theater was just grand and Lucien bounced around the room with a silly grin.

He swiveled around taking it all in only to have Lute appear in front of him with a raised fist. The virtuoso began talking about the dangers of breaking things but Lucien was far too pumped to listen. So he placed an arm around Lute's shoulders and pulled the man close. "This is really grand, yeah? I wonder if they'll be playing stuff like Macbeth or Titus Andronicus!" The summoner snickered. "That part where king Titus turns Chiron and Demetrius into a pie was the just amazing." If not for the voices of the others Lucien would probably have babbled on and on about Ophelia's death and that time Hamlet stabbed his uncle through the curtain.

"Huh? Oh, sure, sure! Stage stuff sounds neat." Lute suggested a sound room and Lucien decided to throw in his own suggestion. "Could we see the students rehearse their lines too?" If they acted as well as they painted, he was pretty sure they were all going to be blown away.