Ilvanteran. Mary-Glenn Academy of Arts.

Crows circle above the high spiers of a luxurious building made of dark stone. The sun sinks lower and lower over the horizon, coloring the sky with shades of flame. The school day was over.

The clicking of heels echoes along the long corridor. A madame in a dark dress proudly strides past the silent students, carrying a stack of books in her hands.