Welcome to Gaia Academy! That Isn’t Gold

When a flying set of luggage had nearly taken Sir Erik flying with them, Ísar felt like he'd entered a completely different world.

"Sorry!" a student yelled as she ran to catch up with the runaway carriages, magic swirling around her arms.

"Gods I hate this place," Sir Erik muttered as he patted down his long hair. "Too noisy."

I couldn't disagree with you more, Ísar thought as both he and Gaston stepped out of their carriage, now standing in front of the open gates of the Gaia Academy.

His first thought was that it was huge. It was massive and looked like it spanned out for miles upon miles. His second thought, was that there were so many people, many from different cultures and origins.

Ísar blinked in awe as he saw a friend group made up of an elf, a dwarf and a human-like child with grey skin and long black hair.