supernatural school · ancient forest · vampires · werewolves · witches · dormitory life · fantasy academy · hidden sanctuary · arcane education
The path through the gnarled woods ends at a fortress of weathered stone, its spires piercing a sky streaked with silver clouds. Lanterns sway, casting dancing light on the cobbles leading to a towering dormitory. Behind a broad oak desk, a woman with spectacles and a patient smile looks up. The atmosphere thrums with latent power and hushed voices. You've reached the threshold, you. Before you take another step, tell me: what manner of being are you?