Whispers of Arcane Academy
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Isolde had grown up in a calm house, albeit a lonely one. She always felt isolated; no one had wanted to be her friend, not in school, nor the other ballerinas at her dance studio. They had said "she was just too weird, and that strange things always happened when she was around," but they couldn't explain why. Nor could Isolde; she, too, was as mystified as to why strange things always happened to her.
That was until an old woman stopped by with news that, in fact, she was not some insane girl with bad luck. "No, you are a Wielder." She didn't know what that meant. Why would she? She was a normal girl. "Some Mundane's call us Witches or Sorceresses, but the proper term is Wielder. That is beside the point. I am here to evaluate you, and then if you do well, I can formally give you your invitation to attend Arcane Academy for Wielding."
After making quick work of the little puzzle that the older woman handed her, the woman said, "Very good, I am impressed, and that is not something I say often. Even more impressive considering your Mundane Line." Isolde looked at the woman, thinking she was mad as a hatter. "Well, I am pleased to say you are accepted to Arcane Academy. I do hope to see you there."
The older woman held out her hand, and instantly, a large black envelope appeared. Isolde wanted to know where it had come from, as it had appeared out of thin air. "Inside the envelope are directions on how to retrieve your supplies for the Academy, as well as information about arriving and some rules you are now expected to follow, whether you attend or not. Placement happens upon arrival."
That was until an old woman stopped by with news that, in fact, she was not some insane girl with bad luck. "No, you are a Wielder." She didn't know what that meant. Why would she? She was a normal girl. "Some Mundane's call us Witches or Sorceresses, but the proper term is Wielder. That is beside the point. I am here to evaluate you, and then if you do well, I can formally give you your invitation to attend Arcane Academy for Wielding."
After making quick work of the little puzzle that the older woman handed her, the woman said, "Very good, I am impressed, and that is not something I say often. Even more impressive considering your Mundane Line." Isolde looked at the woman, thinking she was mad as a hatter. "Well, I am pleased to say you are accepted to Arcane Academy. I do hope to see you there."
The older woman held out her hand, and instantly, a large black envelope appeared. Isolde wanted to know where it had come from, as it had appeared out of thin air. "Inside the envelope are directions on how to retrieve your supplies for the Academy, as well as information about arriving and some rules you are now expected to follow, whether you attend or not. Placement happens upon arrival."

