The School Of Binding (Witches and Wizards)
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This is a stage in a witch and wizard’s life where they come to a decision of not only what course they want to take in magic, but also discovering familiar that will choose to bond with you depending on your choice of course. I hope you all find the familiar best suited to you.
Welcome To The School Of Bonding! (Chapter 1)
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Welcome To The School Of Bonding! (Chapter 1)
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-Seth-
“So this was it huh? Well it certainly has the look of a school of magic but then again it could be just another private school for all I know” With a shrug Seth lifted up his black book bag and slowly walked towards what he figured was the dorms. His eyes almost seemed to be scanning over the campus like some kind of hawk searching for prey. He held back his eyes of the scarecrow for now as seeing theses student’s fears wouldn’t really be the best way to start things off. Luck was on his side tho as he quickly find his new room and his new home for the next few years. With a very tired sigh, Seth collapsed upon his new bed and left the door open incase someone wished to say hello. Seth’s bag fell beside him and slowly the pale boy opened his eyes. With a simple snap the room slowly started to shift, taking on the form of an ancient library filled with books upon books, and a few spider webs. Seth shook his head and snapped again changing the form this time into a decked out boxing gym. Even a version of himself stood over him in classic coach gear shouting out words of encouragement and such. Those dark grey eyes seemed to be in thought but in the end another snap echoed out and all returned to normal, well minus a nice fireplace in the corner.
-Zebain-
The lazy wolf groaned softly as his afternoon nap came to a slow end. He let out a soft yawn and licked his dry muzzle. Those yellow tired eyes looked around for anyone to give him a good head pat but for now it seemed like everyone was busy. He shrugged and walked out towards the front lawn, finding a nearby shaded tree to lay under for his second afternoon nap. Another yawn left him and once more the wolf curled up and begin to fall right off to dream land.
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“Well,” Goldmyth popped another rock in her mouth to annoy Piper, “If you ask me, it’s just a legend and a waste of time. But I’ll do it cause I’m bored.”
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“Yeah, well.” She shrugged. “I’ll send for the paper anyway.” Piper raked a hand through her hair. “So now that we know more of the school, what should we do?”
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Piper looked between the two, “How about we do both…? At the front of the school there’s  a few benches. I’m sure there’s rocks out there, too Goldmyth.” She started to head that way, nodding. “Yeah, sound good?” She watched as a boy wearing poofy bright zigzagging colorful pants and a fancy gold headdress strutted in, jingling with his every step. “Ah! Yes, yes! This place is so much cooler compared to India!” He was saying in a thick accent, grinning. “…Wow,people really come from all over. No wonder he’s a day late–coming from India and all.” She murmured, realizing students were still entering the school.
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“Aye thats guid… This school must be ane of a kind for all these lads and lasses to came here.”
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“Well, according to the article on the school’s website the  ‘school of binding’ actually was around during the Salem Witch Trials.” She led them across the hall, unfolding the map she’d shoved in her pocket earlier. “Briefly, they talk about how Human Witch Hunters discovered the school and tried raiding it several times. Other Supernatural creatures, including witches, were hired to guard the school and glamor was blanketed over the building to help hide this place from humans eyes.” She bit her lip thoughtfully. “There wasn’t a lot more on that Salem Trials part, but I bet there must be records of the occurrences somewhere…maybe in one of the libraries..” She laughed nervously. “That’s the geek comin’ out of me, mates. Sorry.”
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“Well, I’m going to run off some where..anyone wanna come?” Goldmyth sighed of boredom.
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“I’ll go.” Piper shrugged. She would be excited for classes tomorrow, when they’d actually be able to sharpen their skills like a blade. “Have something in mind?”
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*Liv sat down on a bench*(Im guessing we are at the place you spoke of?)
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(By now, yeah.) “Ooor we can just sit here and enjoy the nice weather. Back in England it’s always so foggy, ya know? You ought to know what I mean, Liv. You came from Scotland yeah?” She hopped down in front of the bench, folding her legs off to the side of her. “What’s it like there? Foggy too?”
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“Aye, There are plenty dreich  (cold, damp, foggy ect.) days in scots. “