Under the mist.

[[red].Raven]

Gregory grinned evenly before his sharp orange gaze returned to the Academy in the near-distance; it wouldn't be long now. The earth pathway that carried the pair over the water began to crumble at its starting point, the debris dropping back into the murky water with a sound like light rain. Just about half of the path had crumbled away before it stopped to let the two passengers continue. Another minute or so passed before the path stopped moving and Gregory turned to face Ben. The man took one step backward- onto the shore- and spread his arms out, bowing slightly. "Well, Benjamin, I welcome you to the grounds of Twilight Moon Academy for the Gifted."

[fudge0604]

" Thank you" Ben said back. He walked onto the shore.
"When does classes start for me?" He asked after he had bowed back. He took his staff up from his bag, wanting to have something to walk with, and he had felt some creatures nearby.
He also took his gloves of mana on.

[[red].Raven]

Gregory smiled and laughed quietly to himself as if remembering some inside joke. "Each individual class will begin whenever that particular teacher decides to start it." Clasping his hands together behind him, the man smiled coolly at his student. "And now, Ben, as much as I have enjoyed your company, it's time I must be going; I have much to get done before the day is over. So, for now, I bid you a fond farewell." Placing one hand gently on Ben's head and patting down his hair, Gregory grinned and stepped back. "Go, explore the Academy and make many friends; be inviting, but keep yourself aware." Nodding to the boy before him, Gregory closed his sharp orange eyes. Moments later, he had crumbled down into nothing more than dirt, leaving Ben to do as he pleased.

((Congratulations ^^ You may now start role playing at Twilight Moon Academy!))

[fudge0604]

Before Ben even could reply, Greg was gone and Ben was standing alone on the shore. He smiled and said to himself:
"Well...This is going to be the start of something new..
He started to walk quickly against the academy, wanting to finally arrive at this school and then, meet some new friends.
He dragged his bags with him as he went into a new timeline for himself, and then, maybe others.