A woman is at the front desk she has a brown robe with golden rim, papers float around her as she writes into a large book. She has white hair that fades to blue at the ends. Around her right eye is what one could assume is a tattoo. She looks up to you with a warm smile.
"Salutations, sorry that I may be a tad busy. Are you here to apply?" She asks, instructing the papers to leave with her finger.
You nod.
"Okay, so I just need you to fill in this form so we can get your classes." She says, handing you a blank form.

Name:
Age:
Race:
Abilities:

Once you finish filling out the form, she reads it over and makes you your schedule.
"I hope you enjoy it here, my name is Chronicle, come talk to me if you ever need help." She smiled.

Welcome to The School for the gifted.

(Yes I know there is someone in the picture, ignore them pls)