The sun was barely peeking over the horizon when Trey and Marvin arrived at the teleporter. The young man looked nervous, while the older dark mage was unusually cheerful.
“You almost look happy to be going back," Trey said, noting Marvin's wide grin. “Or do you just really enjoy watching me carry all your stuff?” The strapping eighteen-year-old had his own bag slung on his shoulders so that his hands were free to carry the two large trunks his elderly companion had foisted upon him.
“I enjoyed my time at Windrake Academy all those years ago,” Marvin admitted. "I kind of miss it."
"What happened to 'all mages are spoiled twats?'" the boy asked, skeptical of Marvin's sudden shift in attitude.
"Well, I’ve been taking care of you and Skye for a while," Marvin replied. "It can't be worse than that."
A voice interrupted their banter. "Do you wish to use the teleporter today, good sirs?"
In front of the pair of travelers stood a round-faced, short-haired, chubby man in a black robe. He was smiling expectantly at them. Trey looked past him to an uncovered stone platform. It was raised slightly, with a sun etched in the center, and eight pointed rays that contained runes within their triangles.
"Yes," Marvin replied. "We would like to travel to Greshelm, preferably to the north side."
"You’re in luck," the man said brightly. "The celestial mage who operates this teleporter is already on his way. Another group is scheduled to depart shortly after you."
"Celestial mage?" Marvin scoffed. "Are those fools still trying to rebrand themselves? They'll always be called light mages by everybody else."
“I’m not getting into that argument,” the man said with a smirk on his face. “I’m just here to collect money. Speaking of which, that’ll be six blues for the two of you.”
Marvin pulled six metallic blue coins from his pocket and handed them over. They only had to wait for a moment until a figure approached from a distance. The female light mage possessed an air of elegance, her long, flowing hair shimmering like spun gold in the sunlight, cascading softly down her back in gentle waves. She wore bright blue robes, intricately embroidered with silver threads that hugged her lithe figure and enhanced her graceful presence.
In her hand, she wielded a slender spear crafted from robust white wood. Its long, polished steel spearhead gleamed brilliantly in the light.
"That’s a celestial steel spear," Marvin whispered to Trey. "It's what light mages use as a streamer." Trey nodded, his gaze fixed on the first light mage he had ever encountered, captivated by her radiant beauty and magical aura.
As the light mage drew closer, Trey felt a mix of excitement and curiosity. Her piercing green eyes sparkled with a blend of confidence and kindness, making him feel at ease despite the upcoming journey.
Marvin nudged him. “Stop gawking. I don’t want everyone figuring out you’re just a horny teenager on the first day.”
Trey shot him a dirty look, but before he could defend himself, the light mage greeted them. "Good day, travelers. I am Liora, your celestial mage for this journey. Are you ready to depart for Greshelm?"
Marvin nodded enthusiastically, gesturing toward the stone platform. "We are! Just lead the way, Liora."
She smiled and stepped onto the uncovered stone, raising her spear in an elegant arc. As she did so, rays of light emitted from its head, dancing around on the eight runes surrounding her. "Please join me," she instructed, her tone welcoming yet firm.
Trey and Marvin stepped onto the platform. The runes etched into the stone began to glow, pulsating in rhythm with Liora's movements. A gentle hum resonated beneath their feet, causing the carvings in the stone to emit an even brighter light, which encompassed the area in a warm, radiant hue. Trey felt a comforting warmth wrap around him, enveloping him like the soft embrace of sunlight.
In an instant, the world around them erupted in a flash of brilliance. The stone platform began to spin, dissolving into a vibrant swirl of colors. When the chaos settled, they found themselves standing in the heart of a bustling metropolis.
Liora lowered her spear and turned to them. "Welcome to Greshelm!" she announced.
Trey's mouth dropped open in awe as his gaze swept across the unfamiliar sights. Greshelm was unlike anything he had imagined; its beauty and vitality instantly captivated him. He looked around, drinking in every detail of the unfamiliar landscape, from the majestic buildings adorned with intricate carvings to the diverse population moving about with purpose. He glanced down a crowded street that wound its way between rows of shops, inns, and restaurants. The city radiated life and energy, filling him with a sense of wonder and curiosity.
Marvin snorted. "Come on, country boy. Wait until you see Windrake Academy.” The old man thanked the light mage and led his younger companion onto a street. They trekked slightly uphill, maintaining a brisk pace as a majestic skyline, artfully shaped by crisp architecture, loomed ahead.
As they neared the campus, Marvin couldn’t help but excitedly point out the various buildings, each one a discrete work of art. He first gestured toward a towering structure. "See that? That is the Elysium Spire, but everyone calls it the Elspy.”
Trey inspected the tower, which housed an elaborate clock at its peak, its face crafted of enchanted crystal that displayed not just the time but also the positions of astral bodies.
Next, Marvin pointed to a massive dome. “And that is Rivian’s Amphitheater, or the Riv. It's perfect for gatherings, performances, and tournaments. You might get to play in a capture-the-flag event… as a null guardian, of course.”
They were close enough that Trey could clearly see the mighty wall surrounding the academy and the gate that barred some – but not all – from the secrets within.
“That building there,” Marvin said, indicating an impressive roofline that was visible over the walls, “that is the Arcane Citadel.”
The Arcane Citadel loomed large behind the walls, its striking silhouette sprawling against the azure sky. Its architecture was a harmonious blend of elegance and power, with pointed turrets and soaring spires that reached toward the heavens. Constructed from palatial granite stone that shimmered with subtle veins of gold and silver, the structure seemed to pulse with mystical energy. Trey felt a shiver run down his spine as he gazed upon it, the building radiating an aura of grandeur and ancient wisdom. The citadel was a testament to the magical prowess of the esteemed institution, standing as a beacon of knowledge and power that drew him in.
“Most of the classes are held there,” Marvin explained, “and the training grounds that the null guardians use is behind the Arc.”
“The Arc?” Trey questioned. “Does every building have a nickname?”
“Probably,” Marvin replied. “You have to remember that it has been twenty years since I’ve been here. Things change.”
“It’s been twenty years since you’ve ‘officially’ been here,” Trey corrected his older companion.
“Shh! You maggot-infested goblin turd!” Marvin berated the young man. “The guards are right there!”
Indeed, the two travelers were nearing the main gate, where a squadron of guards watched the incoming crowd. Marvin placed a firm hand on Trey’s shoulder and gently pulled him aside, away from their watchful eyes. “Our time has come,” he said gravely. “I want you to have fun, but we can’t afford any flippant mistakes. Remember why we are here. You’ve got to learn to control your tongue and keep your secrets.”
Trey nodded in silence as they continued toward the entrance. One of the guards called out to them. “Is that Marvin Kalo?”
“Ah, it seems my charm precedes me,” the old man replied with a twinkle in his eye.
“Aren’t you teaching a class today?” the guard asked.
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“Yes,” Marvin confirmed. “It’s in the afternoon, but I need to drop this oversized numskull off for guardian training, so I thought I’d come a tad early.”
The guard chuckled. “‘Early’ was not the word I was going to use. I’m Captain Larken, by the way. I wasn’t around during your time, but I’ve heard tales.”
“Curses!” Marvin exclaimed with feigned exasperation. “I was hoping for a clean slate, free from past mischief. Please, don’t judge me too harshly.”
Captain Larken raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in his eyes. “Oh, I doubt anyone could hold a grudge against the famed Marvin Kalo. I heard the Grand Oracle himself made a personal visit out to the middle of nowhere to recruit you to come back.”
Marvin merely shrugged in response.
Captain Larken glanced at Trey. “He’s with you?” he asked Marvin.
“For about another hour,” Marvin replied, a hint of mischief in his tone. “Then hopefully, I’ll be rid of him.”
The captain nodded with a knowing grin and stepped aside, motioning for them to enter. “Welcome to Windrake Academy.”
“Thank you,” Marvin said with a subtle bow as he entered the academy grounds, with Trey trailing closely behind him. The entrance was framed by towering stones etched with intricate runes that glowed faintly, barely visible in the morning light.
Upon crossing the threshold, they were immediately greeted by the lively atmosphere of Windrake Academy. To one side, a meticulously tended garden provided a lush backdrop as a trio of teachers strolled along the winding paths, deeply engrossed in a spirited discussion about artificer theory, their hands gesturing animatedly as they exchanged ideas.
Not far from them, two students meandered through the labyrinth of pathways, their expressions tense with confusion as they clutched a worn map of the academy. They exchanged nervous glances, trying to decipher the tangled campus layout.
In another corner of the bustling grounds, a cluster of students moved leisurely, though hefting luggage of various sizes. They exchanged stories of their travels, punctuating their banter with teasing jabs about who had packed too many books or neglected to bring essential supplies.
On a beautifully landscaped lawn, Trey saw students engaged enthusiastically in animated discussions while practicing spells. Some were stomping their feet into the earth, causing large rocks to levitate. Others were on a river bank, weaving their arms through memorized motions as they controlled an orb of water.
A little further along, a massive plume of flame shot into the air, which naturally tore Trey’s attention away from the more somnolent scenes. "That looked impressive," Marvin commented, his eyebrows raising. "I bet that was Bree."
“What exactly is a ‘Bree?’” Trey asked, puzzled.
Marvin chuckled. "Come on, let’s go check it out. Try not to embarrass yourself."
They strolled over to where a small crowd was watching two mages practice. "Ah, there she is," Marvin said.
A young, shapely redhead turned to face them. "Marvin, I was wondering if – I mean, when – you were going to show up," she said playfully.
As they neared the gathering, Trey got a better look at the stunning mage. Her long, fiery tresses cascaded down her back and shoulders, and her sparkling green eyes were rimmed with dark eyelashes. Cute freckles were sprinkled across her cheeks, and she wore an angelic smile that brightened up her whole face.
Marvin frowned. “How inexplicable that we are so familiar with each other already?” he said in a warning tone, looking at the nearby spectators.
The redhead snickered. “You and your secrets. No one out here cares. I do enjoy making you uncomfortable, though.”
“I like her,” Trey said, smiling at his mentor.
"What if I told you she’s a teacher and there’s no chance you’ll be sleeping with her?" Marvin replied, his tone neutral.
A slight blush crossed Trey’s face, but the gorgeous teacher in question just let out a hearty laugh. “I am the youngest teacher to ever be offered a position,” she said, “so I’ll forgive you if you develop a little teacher crush.” She gave him a wink before turning back to Marvin. “Who’s this? I doubt he’s family; he’s a little too well-built to come from your genes.”
Marvin snorted. “There’s no need to flirt; he’s already in love with you. This is Trey, a stray I’ve been taking care of for a little bit. He’s starting his null guardian training.”
The young teacher appraised Trey with a curious gaze. “How intriguing! Knowing you, Marvin, I thought you might try to sneak some ultra-powerful mage onto campus.”
Trey barely managed to keep a straight face while Marvin erupted with laughter. “You caught me, Bree,” he said while raising up his hands in mock surrender. “This teenager, who can’t even keep my zucchini plants alive, is destined to become the next Grand Oracle.”
The outlandish claim elicited a chuckle from Bree. “As a null guardian trainee,” she said to Trey, “you should have a roaming magical elective. Make sure you stop by my class every once in a while.”
“He actually has an interest in artificing,” Marvin interjected on Trey’s behalf. “I imagine he’ll dedicate most of his extra time to that subject.”
"Oh, so there's competition?” Bree teased, a sly smile playing on her lips. “I bet I could entice him to come listen to me teach a few times."
"That’s precisely what I’m concerned about," Marvin said, shooting a pointed glance at Trey. "Anyway, what are you doing out here? Showing off for the students on the first day?"
Bree gave him a knowing smile. “Not quite. I’m helping one of Windrake’s most promising students.” She turned toward the other mage practicing with her wand. “Dana, let’s try another Ember Ascension.”
Trey's eyes widened as they fell on the girl in action. Dana was captivating, with flawless caramel skin and long, dark hair that cascaded down her back in silky waves, occasionally catching the breeze and framing her face in a way that highlighted her delicate, but moody features. Her large, expressive eyes sparkled with intelligence, though they often shyly flicked downward when she caught someone watching her. Despite her hesitation, there was an undeniable confidence in her magical prowess.
Petite in stature, Dana stood slightly shorter than those around her, but her curvy, well-proportioned figure emanated a natural femininity that was impossible to ignore. Her robes fit just right, subtly accentuating her bust without sacrificing her elegant grace. As she practiced her spells, her movements were fluid and refined, melding focus and determination that showcased her remarkable potential as a mage.
Her lips were tightened as she focused on the challenge she had been given. With a swift motion, she twirled her wand through the air, releasing a brilliant burst of flame that shot skyward. From his vantage point, Trey could practically feel the searing heat radiating from the tremendous display of fire magic.
Marvin nodded appreciatively, clearly impressed. “Wow! One fire mage prodigy teaching another. That must be exciting for you, Bree.”
Bree's grin widened. “That’s not even the best part. Dana, why don’t you try a Shadow Missile?”
“A Shadow Missile?” Marvin interjected, confusion washing over his face. “But that’s a dark magic–”
His words were cut off as he watched Dana thrust her wand forward, launching a condensed projectile of dark energy into the air. Marvin's eyes widened in awe, and a smile broke across his face, excitement bursting from his expression. “Did you see the formation on that spell?! I’ve only witnessed such skill from elite master mages!”
With a playful shove, Bree nudged the seasoned dark magic teacher forward as if he were a child eager to make new friends. “She’s your prodigy, too.” She then called out to the young mage. "Dana, come meet the new dark magic teacher."
Dana approached them, her eyes cast down shyly. "I hope my magic is at an acceptable level, Professor Kalo," she said demurely.
“It was a pleasure to encounter such a potent specter on my first day,” Marvin replied, making no attempt to mask his enthusiasm. “I’m truly impressed by your potential and can’t wait to teach you. I take it you're an upperclassman?”
“Actually, sir, I’m in my second year,” Dana responded, a hint of pride in her voice.
Marvin's eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Incredible.”
“Dana, why don’t you run along?” Bree suggested, a warm smile on her face. “I’ll see you in class this afternoon.”
Bowing slightly, the brunette mage hurried away, her own excitement betrayed by both her expression and her bouncing gait.
Marvin observed the crowd dispersing. His expression turned contemplative. “My advanced dark magic class is also this afternoon.”
“Right,” Bree replied, glancing towards the departing student. “My class ends just as yours begins. She’s the only one with dual affinities for fire and dark magic, so rearranging schedules wouldn’t make sense. I’ll let her out a few minutes early if you don’t mind her being slightly late.”
“That shouldn’t be a problem,” Marvin responded. “Are there any issues with her being a fire and dark specter?”
Bree sighed, her expression turning serious. “I was starting my fourth year when she arrived on campus. It has been a… challenge for her. She’s a very pleasant girl. The stigma though – it weighs heavily on her.”
Marvin scowled. “That’s unfortunate. People can be so fickle.”
“Not to mention her parents—” Bree cut herself off. She glanced over at Trey, then lowered her voice. “I’ll explain later.”
Marvin's eyebrows knitted together and then expanded as the realization dawned on him. “The Verdants?”
Bree nodded.
“Oh,” Marvin said, momentarily lost in thought. After a brief pause, he refocused. “I should probably get going. I’ll see you around, Bree.”
“Nice to meet you,” the redhead said with a teasing smile. “For the first time, that is.”
Marvin only grunted as he walked away, with Trey following closely behind.
Once they were out of earshot, Trey's curiosity bubbled over. “How do you know her? She’s my age – well, close enough.”
Marvin regarded him with pursed lips. “Professor Greene.”
“Oh,” Trey said, comprehension lighting up his face. “She’s the one—”
“Yes,” Marvin confirmed. “Let’s not say any more. She already risked everything by greeting me so familiarly.”
Trey shrugged his shoulders. “You’re the one who went over there,” he pointed out.
Marvin scowled at the young man. “Whose side are you on?”
“Between you and her?” Trey replied. “Definitely hers.”
Marvin tried to feign disappointment, but an amused smile broke through. “At least I know how to motivate you.”