Magic School

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[close] Septem Stellae Academy is a boarding school for Angels, Demons, Fairies, Therians, Witches, Vampires, Dragons, and the like. Each is hidden behind a childhood among humanity, their soul unknowingly not the same as those around them. Instead of undergoing their ultimate change from human to Kindred isolated, confused and alone, this Institute offers a safe environment for their education in both mortal and magical studies.

[close] Pantheonium was founded by a son of Poseidon, a daughter of Isis, a daughter of Brigid, and a son of Freyr. A safe haven for the children of any pantheon of gods. The school's symbol, a Pan-Hellenic Sun which represents the Olympian gods, was chosen as the crest for Pantheonium as the Grecian Gods were the Academy's biggest benefactors. Because the school promoted fraternization among those of different heritage, it was not uncommon for there to be demigods with lineages to more than one group of divines. Soon after, the gods began to follow their children's example, resulting in terrifying ichor disease that corrupts those infected, Sanguinare D'argento. Those who contracted the virus do not bleed gold, but instead a runny, silvery viscous substance, thinner than blood. Rumors of students ill with Sanguinare are no cause for concern, surely the Headmasters would have taken extra precautions to prevent such a deadly sickness to enter the school. Right?

[close] Many years ago, we lived in the mortal realm. Humans knew that we were real. Some feared us, others envied us, some loved us, others loathed us. Despite our differences, we were accepted. We were just as much a part of their world as they were. But as time passed, their animosity grew. They began to discover our weaknesses and use them against us. During the Salem Witch Trials, many were slaughtered, and the casualties seemed endless. Soon, they turned their sights to other beings. Vampires were found dusted in their homes, werewolves riddled with silver bullets. We decided that enough was enough. We needed a ruler who could take away our fears. For centuries, the sword Excelia had been guarded by a fierce dragon. Forged at the dawn of time by a trinity of the most powerful mages, it had the power to kill even an immortal being. Collectively, the entire supernatural realm decided that they who pass the dragon, enter the cave and retrieve the sword shall rule them all. Many tried, but it was for Oberon Lycoris that the dragon stepped aside. Oberon decreed that the Arcane were no longer safe in the supernatural world, and so called upon the most powerful magical beings to help him create a century for their kind. This kingdom, of which he was crowned King, was to be known henceforth as The Netherworld. Oberon cared very much about education. He had always dreamed that one day, a school for the Arcane might be a possibility. Now, he used his newfound power to make it a reality. Appointing the most powerful enchantress on earth its headmistress, he founded Nether Academy, a school for the magical arts. As years passed, the arcane faded from the memories of the humans and passed into legend. Many began to feel safe and so returned to the mortal world to live ordinary lives. Some even sent their children to ordinary schools. But the Netherworld still exists, and every child with even a drop of magic in them receives a letter of acceptance to Nether Academy upon their fifth birthday.