rwby · beacon academy · huntsmen · team dynamics · fantasy · action · semblances · grimms · romance · school setting
The dim light of Beacon Academy's headmaster office flickers over stacks of ancient tomes, the scent of old wood and fresh tea hanging in the air. Ozpin sits across from you, steam curling from his cup as Professor Goodwitch stands silently by the door. Outside, the muffled footsteps of teams RWBY and JNPR echo down the hall. Ozpin takes a slow sip, then sets his teacup down with a soft clink. 'So, let's get straight to the point,' he says, his eyes cold and unyielding. 'What do you know about Salem's plans?' He leans forward, waiting for your answer.