"Alright Havish, three years you have trained." The tall man with grayed hair said looking down to the boy with a stern look on his face. Havish looked to the face of his father, a man that had shown him what training in this school could do for him, this was to be the time he becomes exactly what his mother tried to keep him from becoming, but was this really the life he wanted, or was it just what he had to do. Martin Greyson, a powerful mage that managed to give his family name some modicum of prestige, smiled now and hugged his son,
"You will do great, don't think for a moment that you are any less powerful than anyone else here, no matter what, a Greyson always stands, be it for what is right, or for those we love, never back down, stand against them always." And he took off his own signet ring, and handed it to Havish, the boy looked at it and saw that the motto his father always said was engraved on the inside,
"Hurry now, oh and when you get in you need to look for Professor Yurius, he is one of the best combat teachers, just, be ready." And the boy was pushed along to the gate.
Havish crossed the threshold of the academy and looked about at the numerous students now filing in, but he still managed to turn and wave goodbye to his Father before following the mess of people into the main yard. Teachers were spread about and were speaking to the students, however, Havish had no idea who he was looking for or how to find out. He could talk to someone, but that would mean introducing himself, and interacting with people, and what if they wanted to see some magic, he can't just perform, he coul.... no he needs to get some courage, so he meekly walked up to a random teacher, some woman,
"E..excuse me, Ma'am, I.. I am looking for professor Yur...yuri.." Oh crap, he forgot the name, he just needed to say something.
"Yurius?" Nailed it.
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