First Day.

[Ken Fatali]

"So this is the school I am to be going to, to learn of my magic, huh?"

These where the words that left Ken's lips as the cocky guy grinned at the place. So it was wierd at first to think that he a monk, well a monk that was alittle more curupted than the stereotypical peaceful and quiet monk. The bald, in a robe, mysteriouse monk. He was everything different from those. Ken almost laughed when he realized no one would believe he was one if they took a first look at him. Oh well, it was there choice to stay close minded fools.

Ken sat on the front steps to the school wondering about how it looked on the inside, and if it would be of any interest to him.

[Phae]

Phae walked solemly through the city on her way back from another exhausting training excercise. She had been working out a lot lately and her clothes were loose on her already thin frame. The once perfect fit clothing was now loose but she didn't care she did the training to get things off her mind and and she had a lot of things on her mind right now.

She was dressed in her swordmage garb of a short black dress with gold trim and a jacket that fell down to her knees of the same color and fabric. She had her belt strapped around her hip hung loosely across her hip her sword hanging off of it swinging with each step. Her boots came up to her knees and they had heels of about an inch.

She stepped back onto campus she pulled her red hair down out of it's pony tail she noticed a boy sitting on the steps. Now before the tragedies had befallen her life lately she would have been the first to run over and welcome him to the place. But she wasn't feeling very welcomeing right now but she did still crave people and conversation especially since she lived alone at the moment.

She sat down on the steps next to him and she smiled weakly.

"Hi. Welcome to Arcane." she said her eyes showed that she was in pain. "I'm Phae."

She extended a pale thin hand to shake.