*** At The Academy Lounge
"I trust this is important, Father?"
The lounge was quiet, unusually so, the first reason being that most students were already at their classes, but for the second? It was the result of having two D'Arclights in the same room.
A deadly duo, if you were dumb enough to stay in the lounge despite them being present... well, they'd better pray to the gods that they'll protect them.
"It's been weeks since you last talked to me, can't you be kinder to your old man?"
Vredemann laughed, sitting on a plush red sofa that was meant for students; it didn't even matter that it wasn't visiting hours.
Most of the faculty were already under his payroll anyway.
Both officially and illegally.
A man of serious stature, his hair and eyes a perfect match with Evelina, complementing his black suit and coat that matched his mastery of magic.
He wasn't particularly ugly, nor was he particularly handsome, the result of the countless scars that riddled his face.
