once inside the main hall, glorious statues of the greatest dragon riders either in an war or standing proud, many Cerri was proud to see were women, though most of them were elves. many of the students wore the traditional uniform of black boots, pants, white tunic with a mid thigh gray robe, men and women alike. each had a pin with a jewel the same color as their dragon.
"Cerridwyn Stormseeker!" a loud male voice called to her. Tia and Cerri looked, a man in golden armor approached her, behind him a majestic, monstrous gold dragon. Cerri blinked, Tia stared
"yes sir?"
the man held out his hand " I am Jereth Wings, headmaster of the academy, welcome." she shook his hand heartily, the headmaster was inpressed "you shake hands like your father Cerridwyn, though you look so much like your mother"
Cerri was caught off guard "you know my parents?"
he smiled "one of the greatest legends out there...i hope that I can see you become a legend as well". after that, they went seprate ways, Cerri and Tia found their dorm, for both rider and dragon...it was nice, cozy. Cerri dressed in her uniform, the twin swords that rested on her bed, the long dagger...the twin swords were her father's and the dagger her mothers, her twin swords fit perfectly in the one scabbard. they were elven made, eternally, wickedly sharp, shiny, slim but not skinny,it messed with many people for she could also use them together as one sword. Tia watched as she readied herself
"what of your armor?" she asked, Cerri shrugged "not now"