The Academy was slowly rolling by, with Vice-Headmaster Bijilo's classes being rather interesting and entertaining, helping to broaden our knowledge and understanding of magic, as well as new ways to utilize it.
As for Professor Xiant's History class...
"You have a two page essay due next class, which will be about the Fenrika Wolf Pack and how they shaped the North into what it is today. You will be graded based on both your writing eloquence and the quotes and sources used inside your essay. Is that clear?"
Everyone in class groaned, not wanting to write an essay, even if the topic was as easy as how the Fenrika conquered the North and placed everyone under their rule for a few centuries.
It was an intriguing subject, filled with blood pumping tales of both heroism and wanton destruction, political intricacies, bonds forged and broken, betrayals, romances, wars and treaties...
The tales of the Fenrika could fill multiple novels, and yet...
