The next step - Anaznmel

[Magnumstrike :: Anaznmel]

Rickety boards beneath him, the air was oddly thin for such a low altitude. Anaznmel liked to get into the moment of the climate, one of the benefits after a while of traveling, was getting to have this euphoric feeling to his hearts content. He stretched his arms above his, head looking up at the high crescent moon. The slight breeze brushing lightly against his face, while the water gently tapped up against the old wooden boards. These where very different feeling from his harsh home in Frozen Gate, where either ice or snow had gotten into every crevasse. He adjusted his jacket slightly to the position he was now standing in, feeling over the frozen stone of the buttons, the smooth cloth and vibrant red color he had come to know so well, met gently with the metallic tips on his exotically patterned gloves.

"This will be the end of my journey, though only the beginning of my life yet to come. World, throw your worst at me, I expect no less, but let it be known I will not back down to the challenges you set before me. Ras'bed will guide me as I make my ripple upon the frame of time." Anaznmel said aloud, staring up at the sky.

He started to wonder what form of transportation he would take to get to this school, because looking around him, he did not see any large structures on the land around him, so his only guess was across the water.

[Ladd Russo of the Russo Family]

"You talk to yourself a lot, do you?" said a voice spiced with an Arabic accent. An average built man in a loose sleeved white tunic stood there, his skin of a darker shade, with warm black eyes and raised eyebrows. A woman beside him in a close fitting yet thick fabricked sleeveless shirt rolled her eyes. Her skin was just as dark as his, and her lengthly blue-black hair was held back with a narrow white headband. Her pants were so loose that they could almost be mistaken as a skirt.

"So polite of you, Alkuayn," she scoffed in that same lilting accent. The man shot her a glance but otherwise ignored her, offering his hand to the student.

"Anaznmel, welcome to Twilight Moon Academy. I shall be your Master Teacher, feel free to call me Alkuayn."

"Most people just call him 'idiot' though. You'll see why once you get to know him," the woman added with a big smile.

"Souk, that's enough!" he said in exasperation. It kind of suggested this kind of thing happened way too often. "We have a guest."

"Nice to meet you," Souk said with a curtsy to Anaznmel, the corners of her lips twitching with amusement.

[Magnumstrike :: Anaznmel]

"Likewise, to both of you." Anaznmel said shaking Alkuayn's hand, with a slight grin of understanding.

"There aren't that many people to speak with when you travel alone, so you begin to accept it after a while. It also helps me think from time to time." He said this with a hint of foolishness in his tone, he liked to make people smile when possible."So, are there any pre-entry procedures we need to take care of before we make our way to the school?"

He had no idea how they were going to get to the school from here, because as he once saw there weren't any large structures anywhere around him. He looked over these two curious people, maybe not as odd as Merrick, but they looked like a trustable bunch so he wasn't to tense. That and the fact that there accents suggested they weren't from around these parts, though he hadn't been in this region to long so he wouldn't know.

((Sorry for the last post and its shortness, hopefully I caught you while you still on))

[Ladd Russo of the Russo Family]

"I wish I had time to think alone..." Alkuayn sighed. "'Buy a nice slave to keep you company on your travels', my father said. Souk has been making me pay for it ever since."

"Have I done something wrong, o' mighty Alkuayn?" Souk asked with all the false innocence in the world.

"Nothing as harsh as procedures," he explained. "We'll set up your class schedule, but really we're just here to escort you over the Shipyards and lake." Alkuayn shook his head in distaste. "Nasty place here, dangerous too. If a teacher didn't come to take each student across, I doubt that a quarter of the invited students would ever make it to the school."

"Are you men coming, or are you going to stand there chatting all day?" asked Souk, who was sitting in a large rowboat on the shoreline. The boat was rather porous and diseased looking, white and speckled, and probably would not be afloat without some kind of magic. Thank God for magic.

[Magnumstrike :: Anaznmel]

Anaznmel, carefully, steped onto the boat, making sure that his footing was right enough for him to not topple into the water below. Sadly as it was, in his many travels, this was Anaznmel's first time on a boat, which caused him to almost lose control and fall in. Thank Ras'Bed for magic indeed, for some of the boats enchantments had just kept him from losing his balance as he sat down on the boat.

"Well, I guess were off then?" He said, not really knowing why because there wasn't much use for his speaking in the first place.

[Ladd Russo of the Russo Family]

"You guessed right," the woman smiled as the boat began its steady course across the water. No rowing was needed; just a perk of the boats in the Ghost Shipyard. It was always best to go with the smaller ones. Though slightly haunted, at least they could not be loaded up with demons and high level ghouls without it being obvious.

"So tell me, what were you before coming to Twilight Moon Academy? It is always interesting to hear histories," Alkuayn said amiably.

"Unless it is too tragic and private to disclose. I do not think a student here has not had a rough past in some way," Souk said wryly. Life was hard for these gifted invitees. Different was just too oft considered bad.

[Magnumstrike :: Anaznmel]

"Well, my history before now is pretty abrupt and not all that interesting, but I'll give you the condensed version. My mother, Ras'Bed rest her soul, was a Demon, my father, Ras'Bed curse him to hell, is or was Human, I'm the product. My father took off leaving me and my mother to fend for ourselves in the highly human Nordic population, who didn't like ash being tossed into there sea of white, in Frost Gate. We were run out, I should say I was run out, my mother was killed the day before I left. I journeyed around Frost Gate looking for any survivors of my clan the Ghost Talons, how were in another dimension at the time. I began trying to find a place just to sleep eventually, for my searches went on fruitlessly. I then overheard about a school called Twilight Moon academy," He gestured to the now appearing school."and thought well if I'm not accepted anywhere else then somewhere that accepts most anyone should be good. So I set out on my journey across 7 continents, which mind you wasn't easy on knowing only the most basic of black magic. Close to the end of my journey, or after 5 continents I usually say, I met up with Merrick Steelfang. He was a shaman from my tribe, though he fancied him self as a mage, Time Mage that is. He told me about where I came from and taught me some basic Fire spells. I then parted with Merrick to continue my journey to Twilight Moon Academy, with knew aspirations to become a Time Mage and journey to my homeland. That's about it.. yes condensed." He said jokingly.

[Ladd Russo of the Russo Family]

"Well, you're open," Soul said. "Sorry to hear about your family."

"Yes, discrimination is much harder to find here," Alkuayn said soothingly. "There are many demons here, some even teachers, as well as humans. Speaking of teachers, we need to schedule your classes. There are your standard ones, but you also get electives. You have to choose one out of each: Music, History or Potionry. Holy, Flare, or Summoning. Then Dragoon, Samuri, or Thievery. Finally, it's Survival or Puppetmaster," he said seriously, pulling out a loose piece of paper and a pen.

"I am thinking that you are not the type to choose Holy," Souk smiled.