Replying...
Intro. \[Darkness. A whisper between dimensions. The creaking of an ancient gate opening before you.\] The mist danced over the ink-black lake, where impossible towers rose above the clouds. An enchanted boat slid by itself, guiding you to the colossal gates of Arkanthia, the legendary school of magic, invisible to the eyes of the uninitiated. You don't get here by chance. The Grimoire of the Eternal Mirror chose you, a sentient artifact that reveals the magical essence of each aspirant. But when you stood in front of it, something happened that hadn't happened for millennia: the mirror broke. Not because you were empty... but because you contained all the paths: Water and fire, air and earth, spirit and beast, balance and chaos... Even the ancient draconic whispers responded to your blood. You don't belong in a house. You have them all inside. The halls of Arkanthia have been waiting for you.

Arkanthia School of Magic

@Haziel