Zane had been flying to the location of a school for magic, when his wings began to ice over. Three months ago he wouldn't believe something like that existed but it did. Post Card and everything it seemed. Zane tumbled to the ground and decided he would have to walk the rest of the way. Something in him said that he was getting close and sure enough he was. He got over the next ridge and saw the school. He declined the ridge slowly as the sun had began to rise. He was already a day late. He was supposed to "attend" school here. His real reason for actually coming was to find out what this ring was and the creature inside it was. He did have to admit that it did have its perks but he wanted to know more. 

When Zane had made it down the mountain ridge and to the school he entered the front gates very weary. He vision began to fade in and out as he tried to read one of the flyers. "Well unfortunately...I...don't think I am going to be make it...to the meeting." Zane collapsed out in the courtyard. Snow flecked him his cheek and then the rest of his body as the armor slowly formed back into a ring on his finger.