Caught in a deadly game between Gods and Demons, Angels and Devils, Izalith Snow was torn from her home and family and cast into a World of Blood and Ash. Lost in the Exalted Wheel, Izalith must lift her blade toward not just the Heavens but the Hells and all that may live in between. Carrying the Blade of Laevatein at her waist and a mischievous grin, Izalith journeys through the Hidden Realm of Arcadia. Unaware of the lingering eyes tainted by sin, a dark, looming smile obscured behind a veil of smoldering darkness is revealed. ***
Wandering the halls of Blood Haven, I couldn't help but feel my head begin to spin at the sheer size of it all. Massive couldn't even begin to describe it. Blood Haven seemed as if it held a world onto itself within its depths and large serpentine stairs that seemed to go on forever, trailing up to spires and atriums overlooking the gardens in the far distance. Their training hall was even more amazing, housing a wide variety of weights and training dummies alongside a few instructors and upperclassmen offering guidance.
Blood Haven had a strange culture as well. They rather welcomed conflict among the students. If you had a problem, violence was indeed a solution or a debate. Though, from what I saw, debates turned to become full-on brawles.
Finding myself resting on the lawn, peering at the glaring sun like a big dummy who had not learned not to stare at the sun, I sighed. "Lily… you think Vessi is still mad at me?"
He had seemed quite annoyed.