proctors

The Academy was once a blur to Perrine Urahil before she was snatched up into the ranks of the Dreadlords, sent out on countless missions that required her expertise with healing. She thought she could be ruthless, to excel in inflicting pain with her gift but her efforts were never on the same...

Frustration was always a reckless emotion for Salak, more so now that it was compounded by what he could only perceive as recklessness and on the part of a Proctor no less. He had barely finished the reports on some of the so called lessons that this particular Proctor had devised when he was...

The Academy Three Years Ago The room was dark, just like it always was. Edric couldn't remember how many times they had dragged him down here, how many times they had plucked him from his rooms and lead him to the very depths of the Academy. He was not sure how many people knew of this...

"What is that?" Mars Pallatrix asked, knowing full well that the bottle that had just been put in front of him was a variety of liquor. It was late, just past midnight, and in a few hours, the slumbering bodies within the castle would begin to stir as they went about their morning routines. A...