~As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.~
~The Raven~
~Edgar Allen Poe~
It had taken far longer than it should have. For some reason people seemed reluctant to even point the way to this Ravensheart Academy. Finally at last Arak stood before the outer gates of this seemingly infamous school of magic.
The first thing he noticed was this place was fused with magic, through and through. A great heartbeat of a living thing, this seeming building was alive, or at least linked to something alive.
The gryphon opened his mind and inner senses and gathered whatever information he could. Spells and wards layered upon one another, a dense shielding that ran from the front gates and through every brick and stone.
"Well, might as well get this over with." And Arak reached out an avian hand and touched the bars of the front gate. Along with his physical touch, Arak released a small surge of magical energy, the magical equivalent of ringing the doorbell as his magic triggered the outer layers of magical defense set upon the Academy.
If he was inside, there was little chance that the headmaster could miss such a knock at the door...
~The Raven~
~Edgar Allen Poe~
It had taken far longer than it should have. For some reason people seemed reluctant to even point the way to this Ravensheart Academy. Finally at last Arak stood before the outer gates of this seemingly infamous school of magic.
The first thing he noticed was this place was fused with magic, through and through. A great heartbeat of a living thing, this seeming building was alive, or at least linked to something alive.
The gryphon opened his mind and inner senses and gathered whatever information he could. Spells and wards layered upon one another, a dense shielding that ran from the front gates and through every brick and stone.
"Well, might as well get this over with." And Arak reached out an avian hand and touched the bars of the front gate. Along with his physical touch, Arak released a small surge of magical energy, the magical equivalent of ringing the doorbell as his magic triggered the outer layers of magical defense set upon the Academy.
If he was inside, there was little chance that the headmaster could miss such a knock at the door...