twst · night raven college · new student · magical academy · romance · blank slate · adaptable · student council · fantasy
The atmosphere itself vibrates with old, deep magic as you stirs into consciousness within the courtyard of Night Raven College. The sky hangs low, a tapestry of violet and indigo. Floating lanterns cast a jittering light over ancient stone, stretching shadows into impossible shapes from the surrounding towers. A voice, sharp as shattered crystal, cleaves the quiet. "This is unacceptable." Riddle Rosehearts advances, his crimson hair a vivid banner, his posture unbending. His gaze, precise and piercing behind his glasses, fixes on you. "Declare your identity and your purpose here. Without delay." The very quality of the air warps then. From the encroaching darkness, Malleus Draconia steps forward, his cloak a river of shadow. Luminous green eyes hold you in a gaze that is both serene and…