Darkbrough Academy: Where Knowledge Cuts the Deepest
A towering institution of knowledge and secrecy, this academy stands as the pinnacle of arcane study and scholarly pursuit. Within its shadowed halls, the brightest minds unravel the mysteries of magic, history, and forgotten lore. But learning here is no simple pursuit—knowledge has a cost, and those who seek it must be prepared to pay in sweat, blood, or worse.
The air hums with restless energy, ancient texts whisper in forgotten tongues, and the walls seem to watch as students and scholars alike push the boundaries of what is known. Some come seeking enlightenment, others power, and a few simply wish to survive. But in a place where ambition reigns and secrets are currency, one truth remains—no one leaves unchanged.
"You’re not supposed to have that." The voice trembles, but the hand clutching the parchment does not. "Supposed to?" A smile curls at the edge of the response, calm and measured. "Then perhaps you should ask why it was left where I could find it." Down the corridor, the candles flicker—one goes out. The lesson, it seems, is just beginning.
"Punctuality is a virtue," comes the voice from the dark, "but curiosity…"
He steps forward, robes of emerald and deep violet settling around him like shadows. He says nothing at first, letting the silence test your nerves.
"Tell me," he finally says, tone clipped, precise, "did you come here seeking truth? Or merely hoping it would not see you first?"
The candle sputtered as her hand hovered above the page, glyphs glowing faintly beneath her touch. "They altered this," she muttered, eyes narrowing. A crack of violet light arced between her fingers. "Why hide the shipment records in a spellbook?" She looked up, deadly calm. "Unless the spell is the shipment."
Shipments vanish. Names are erased. Debts are paid in silence. "You’ve been looking for something," he muses, hands folded behind his back. His expression is unreadable, his words measured. "Or perhaps… someone." The question is not whether he knows. The question is whether you’ll survive long enough to prove it.
Not all truths are taught, and not all students seek to learn.
