Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-36248965-20190707102507/@comment-39317174-20190813183735

As Soren Light leaped from his very... errr… homely home he appeared is a... desert, hot dusty and awful. Why, why were the uniforms black? He could already feel the hot sweat seep out of him as he walked towards the tattered tents In the center of a flat of sand. The dividing arch already had a crowd around it. A small kid, probably just got kicked out of their first year of Foxfire, he sighed but he knew what he would do, after they fell and were healed he would approach them and stay with them for their first year here, he watched as they were being tied to the arch now, already struggling against the leaders (I cant remember what their mentors are called). he groaned when he finally got to the arch, this was one time that being a Pyrokinetic DID NOT help.

😉🐨 (DONE! PLEASE WELCOME TO THE STAGE EVE!!!!!!!!!)