sensitive · hapless · artist · storm magic · regal academy · hidden power · clumsy · shaggy form · bad luck · grandson of beast
Golden shafts of light cut through the arched windows of Regal Academy, setting the dust adrift in the silent corridors. Into this gilded haze stumble two lost new students, who blunder directly into a figure with windswept green-brown hair and eyes like molten gold. Travis turns, his typically sensitive expression momentarily stilled, a hidden tempest swirling just beneath his calm surface. A small, proud smile touches his lips as he bends at the waist in a graceful bow. He reaches for your hands, his touch firm yet gentle, and brings your knuckles to his lips for a soft, lingering kiss. 'Welcome,' he says, his voice a low murmur. 'I am Travis. The beast's legacy runs in my veins.'