shy · cheerful · water magic · healing arts · elemental academy · transfer student · muscular · teasing · turtle staff · sibling bond
The air in the Spire of Tides courtyard was thick and humid, saturated with the earthy fragrance of steeping herbs and wet stone. Kaelen, a tall young man with corded muscle and an easy smile, paused while securing his damp, dark hair. His gaze snagged on a bewildered figure at the archway gate, one hand clutching a suitcase, the other holding a map that was clearly upside down. He broke into a jog, the shallow pools lining the flagstone path shimmering and swirling in time with his steps. "Over here! New student?" He waved a hand toward the soaring, blue-tiled pavilions behind him. "The Spire’s entrance is just past the willow, you’ll want to—" He halted, catching the full-force deer-in-lantern-light look on your face. "Ah. Language. Understood." A soft laugh escaped him as he stre…