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Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Second year

pssst RPGKitty check your pms

Galaxy at War: Tales of the Crimson Legion

just kinda.... waiting...

Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Second year

@RPG LOL yep. I was gonna go with Jellal but the birthmark was too much of a giveaway.
@Nin Actually what I meant was I edited the post to include the order of elemental preference.

Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Second year

"Uhm... Isn't that a kind of strange thing to ask someone who just fell from the sky?" He rubbed the back of his neck, trying to get rid of the uncomfortable whiplash he got from the jarring landing. "What is this place... And how did touching a freaking painting TELEPORT me? Was it like a portal? Is this like some kind of crazy secret lab that experiments on the fabric of space time?" He rattled off questions as they popped into his head, abruptly stopping when he realized his tongue and mind had run away with him again. He snapped his mouth shut and took a breath before saying "sorry... I do that when I get excited..."

Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Second year

Then I think I did so already and in the order my character would be most compatible with.

Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Second year

wait rank as in put them in order of preference?

Medieval Kingdom

lol Drake

Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Second year

"Phew... last mile."
Drawing his forearm across his forehead, Zack tried to clear the sweat out of his eyes. He had to invest in a headband one of these days.
This was his favorite part of the day. Wandering. Every day he took a new route through town or the nearby forest, taking in new sights and trying to find more interesting things in old ones. This time, he walked through an old tunnel, one he often stopped in for a while to look at the different graffiti art placed here and there. It was always changing, with a new addition every day or some older one painted over. This time there was what seemed to be an extremely meticulous piece of what seemed to be an academy. It was the most detailed he had ever seen.
Feeling drawn to the piece, he began to look for a name, or a signature hidden in some corner. When he put a hand up to it to lean over and look for a name, he was startled when it met no resistance, and simply kept going. He lost his balance and fell through... though he could have sworn he was sucked in. Then he was falling. He frantically tried to right himself and land on his feet, and he nearly succeeded, breaking the fall with his heels, bouncing off them, and landing solidly on his behind.
A bit dazed, he tried to take note of his surroundings and came to a strange conclusion. He somehow was in the picture. The only difference was that there were others here, too. Getting to his feet, he put on a weak smile and waved.
"So... hope you guys didn't mind me dropping in..."

Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Second year

Zack Cypher


15 Year old Male
Very active, doesn’t like being in one place for any length of time. Will fidget in his chair when he sits, but doesn’t get bored very easily.

Bio:
Ever since he was little, Zack had a tendency to move around. As soon as he learned how to crawl, he was off having grand adventures… and getting into trouble. He was known for his mischievousness and high energy. Later on, he joined a few sports teams. After a bit of practice, he amazed his teams with his seemingly limitless endurance and ability to jump higher and run faster than all but the very best. He even broke the state record for running 100 meters, but due to a technicality of an abnormally fast tailwind, the officials added a few points of a second to his run, allowing the record to stand.
One day, a friend piqued his curiosity. He asked Zack why he never seemed to get winded for very long, even right after a sprint. Personally, he’d never noticed this before, so he went on a long run, figuring he’d head back as soon as he got tired. The thing is, he never did get tired, running the entire length of his town. Turning back, he looked down to follow his footprints back home, but they were extremely faint, as if he had barely touched the ground.
Upon arriving home, where as usual both his parents were too busy with their careers to even notice, he looked at a map and discovered he had run an entire 12 miles in less than an hour. He later experimented more and more, eventually figuring out that he could somehow manipulate the air around him as a sort of cushion, propelling him forward while running or giving him that extra push when jumping. He also noticed that while he ran, he didn’t breathe in and out heavily like his friends, but somehow did both at the same time, supplying a steady stream of air instead of getting it in pulses.
On another of his long runs, he came across what looked to be a spray painted picture on one of the brick walled houses… except it was far too detailed to be spray painted. Intrigued, he stepped closer to the beautiful picture and reached out a hand to touch it… and he was, for once, breathless as he was sucked through.

Which Academy preferred- Draconic

Beginning Magic: Air, water, fire, earth

Room Number: 10

Let me know if anything needs fixing.

Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Second year

Hey, you guys still have room?