History Nerd in Another world.

I sat down with the strangers, the quite frankly, good looking stranger. We sit in silence, in awkward silence, nobody saying a word. Until one does, she.

Witch: You are a first. Quite, unique looking, I have never seen your kind before. 

Draven: Because I am a one of a kind. You know, quite priceless. You should feel honored to speak with me.

Witch: I should? Well, if you say so, I am honored of strange stranger. 

Draven: Name's Draven, and yours Ms?

Estrella: Estrella, nice to meet you.

Draven: Likewise. I noticed that you don't seem as cautious and scared of me as the others. 

Estrella: For what reason do I have to fear you? Have you done anything to me or my friends that would make me feel scared?

Draven: Well, no, but...

Estrella: Well, I have no justified reason to be scared. You are a person, a stranger, a foe or friend, that is yet to be seen. 

Draven: Well, most people are scared of my looks so I thought you would share the sentiment.

Estrella: Yes, you are different looking, but are you evil or scary, it is not up to me. I, myself, am not really liked mostly because to others I come of as cold, evil. Not many people have red eyes.

Draven: I noticed, red eyes are not normal for a human. Is it from magic or were you born with them?

Estrella: Born with them, I am mixed. I do have to say, yours are unique, I have never seen white eyes. The ones that have them are blind, well, not completely white but close. Your are more, lively. 

Draven: A side effect it seems from my powers.

Estrella: I presume you aren't going to tell me what they are?

Draven: I will let you figure it out, it is in plain sight.

She chuckles, taking a sip from the drink she has and setting down the book, crossing her arms on the table. 

Estrella: I saw you with two women, your uniform is as unique as you. Where do you come from?

Draven: We are refugees, running from a country that no longer exists. There is more of us but we are what remains of their leaders. 

Estrella: I am sorry to hear that. I guess, welcome, to the Blitnarry, the school of arcane arts. 

Draven: Thank you, I must say, it is quite amazing looking. 

Estrella: Would you like me to show you around, I doubt that those talks will finish any time soon. Especially if they are meeting with the headmaster and the board. 

Draven: Sure, I have nothing better to do anyway. 

We both get up and walk out, side by side, we explore the school grounds. We are completely engrossed in our conversations that we ignore the stares and comments of others. We even laugh at times, she speaks of the stories that she has heard while staying here. She herself is one of the teachers, not a very liked one mostly because of her appearance. The place is quite nice looking I must admit, they have even a garden plot in which they grow things, whilst at the same time practicing magic. I offer her to show her my power and she immediately agrees so I lead her down the path from which we were led by that old lady. Talking and laughing, I can see that she is excited to see what power I posses. As we reach the shore she sees the massive vessel, parked, sitting on the water. She stares at it in awe. 

Draven: There it is, well one of them. 

Estrella: You command that Leviathan?

Draven: I am it's creator and master. It is a ship, not a living thing.