Five dragon-shaped ships sailed down the foggy sea, approaching a mountain spiking out of the waters off limits to the mortals on the mainland. There, on top of the mountain stood a medieval castle that somehow survived the test of time, here you will be taught magic and the way of the dragon.

Standing in front of the group of students who also came in with you, was an old man. "Go take a seat, the ceremony is about to start," he spoke, before stepping aside and letting everyone take a seat.