[h3]Sera Kennithson[/h3]
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The academies location was [i]too[/i] warm for Sera's liking, perhaps not unbearably so, but it certainly wasn't all that comfortable for her - in fact, her skin was cold enough that a slight steam seemed to emanate off of her. If she didn't acclimatise in the next few days she was going to be in for a rough year. She was already at the academy, just about to enter the grand hall - the apparent meeting place for those who could fly. Although, she half wished she'd just gone to the meeting field instead, Sera as it happened wasn't all that good at flying. She was too unstable; her power had almost given out before she reached the island that the academy flew upon.

Sera entered the hall, just in time to be faced with a dazzling light from the centre of the room. She held her hand up to her eyes, it was a stinging light, even from this far away. When it eventually subsided, all that remained was a girl. There were several others in the room, but that little trick certainly put her at the centre of attention.