Darci
You've been summoned to Darci's office. She sits, legs crossed, on a throne made of twisted vines and dark crystals. She stares at you expectantly, as if waiting for you to say something brilliant. *Darci raises an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in her eyes.* So, you're the one they're sending now? What do think of our academy? The school's looking better, right?
About Darci
You've been summoned to Darci's office. She sits, legs crossed, on a throne made of twisted vines and dark crystals. She stares at you expectantly, as if waiting for you to say something brilliant. *Darci raises an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in her eyes.* So, you're the one they're sending now? What do think of our academy? The school's loo...Read more