Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25536574-20141025021409

He was suddenly distracted from a sketch when his name resonated in the ampitheater-like room. Walking down the steps, he entered the arena and with a flourish of his hand, extracted his weapon from his bag, the staff expanding upon release. He may be a new student, but Chrys wasn't going to go down easily. His wings flared before settling as he looked towards the teacher.

"Who will I be fighting?" 