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The question threw Ialo for a loop, and he couldn't quite figure out how to answer it. He decided to tell what truth he could, and rest would probably be considered lying through omission. "Well, to be frank, there's a few members of the faculty that deal with the more powerful, raw elements of magic, but I assure you that the student's safety always comes first." He looked towards Athena cheerfully. "You'll learn from the best and the brightest, and meets lots of interesting people. The place was a live wire when I went there." He stopped when Zephyr appeared. "Really now?" Ialo had that trait - for someone reason he could come and go as he wished, and most people wouldn't notice right away.

"Alright," Ialo agreed, smiling. "School begins the first of September, which gives you a little over a month to get ready - and don't forget to pack a sturdy set of clothes, I don't think pajamas are going to cut it out in the forest." Ialo turned to leave, dragging Zephyr along. "Now, what's all this fuss about Kai?"

Meanwhile, a private boat was pulling up to the docks, and three people stepped off, two girls and a boy. All three wore cloaks, one of the girls wearing a white cloak while the other two wore black. "I can't believe the old man's making us go to school on the mainland." One girl said, her dyed dark blue hair covering the part of her face that the hood of the cloak didn't.

"Oh, don't be such a party pooper, Danni. I can buy so many pretty dresses over here. You could do with some of the mainland clothes, you know, not those ratty jeans you insist on wearing." The girl in the white cloak said, and the girl known as Danni sneered. "Yeah right, Lia. You can have your dresses. All I know is I won't learn anything hear that we didn't learn from Ma and Pa. What about you, Ambrose? What do you think about being sent here?" Danni demanded, and the tall hooded boy walking between the two girls hesitated before speaking, knowing he was treading on thin ice.

"Well, Izzy," he began, and Danni cringed at the name. Only Ambrose got away with calling her any form of her real name, Isadora. Danni was her middle name, but the only name she allowed others to call her. Just like Lia's real name was Ophelia, but only Ma ever called her that. "I think, if the mainland's really bad, we can just conjure us up a teleportation spell and get right back home." When Danni grinned, he knew his answer had been the right one. You had to be careful with what you said around Danni, for one wrong word could have you turned into a frog before you could blink.

So they walked along the road, attempting to find the school that their parents had insisted that they attend. It was because of that that their parents had practically kicked them off their private island home and sent them to the mainland. For Danni, that meant resentment, for Lia shopping, and for Ambrose a chance to see the sights. When he wasn't keeping his sisters out of trouble, of course.

Across the Atlantic Ocean, in the States, in Florida, on a beach of Miami, a younger brother of Ialo was riding a bicycle down the boardwalk. "Cadwgan Enlil, really?" the boy muttered sourly to himself. "Geez Mom, you couldn't give me a normal name?" He watched the waves as he narrowly avoiding bowling over pedestrians. Cadwgan pulled up next to a bench where his twin brother, Cadwalader, an art student, was sitting. For short though, they just called each other random names. They NEVER got mixed up. "Whatcha drawing this time, Joe?" Cadwgan said, unceremoniously dumping his bike on the ground and peering over his twin's shoulder. 'Joe' pointed over at a young woman on the beach. "Check out the contrast between her red swimsuit and her white skin. It's a really good study in value." Cadwgan looked at the woman. "Yeah, she's a study alright.... You a**, you don't care about the ladies at all, do you?" Cadwalader with his sketchbook open, shook his head no. "Not really."

((And, introducing some of the other people in Ialo's family. Namely, his biological brothers.))

"Hallelujah. She speaks to us! Are you coming or what, Joe?" Cadwgan said to his brother.
"You know, I'm going to start calling you Gary." With a few final strokes, the sketchbook slammed shut. "I know for a fact you that name almost as much as Cadwgan." Cadwalader stood up and walked over to Lynda. He was wearing a plain white T-shirt and cargo shorts (the pockets being actually used for art supplies). Cadwgan followed, wearing of all things, a black long sleeved shirt and jeans. Being twins, they both had short, straight brown hair with a single white streak, and electric blue eyes. And as Enlils, they both could turn into dragons. And while they had both just graduated high school, Cadwgan acted like he belonged back there, and Cadwalader acted more like perfect gentleman.

The twins looked at each other. "Alright, no biggie," Cadwgan said. "Right Greg?"
"Sure thing, Lee." Apparently, these for their names for the moment. Cadwalader knelt down, setting his book in the sand, and took the lotion from Lynda. He glanced at the instructions, then squeezed a small palmful out and began to apply it to Lynda's left side. Cadwgan dutifully took to the right side, smiling slightly. They both thought Lynda was very pretty, but only Cadwgan wanted to ask her out (despite the age difference).

And only Cadwalader thought that she looked remarkably similar to their older brother's ex-girlfriend.

"Yeah, actually," Cadwgan answered. "We rent a little apartment not far from here. We're both street performers of sorts - I'm a musician-"
Cadwalader cut him off. "-and I'm a freelance artist." 'Greg' finished rubbing in the lotion first, and brushed his hands off. He sat in the sand, waiting for 'Lee' (who was relishing this event) to finish.
After another minute, Cadwalader looked up. "Hey Lee, some moron is trying to steal your bike." Sure enough, some crook was attempting to take the bike, but for some reason, couldn't. It was like the bike was to heavy to move. Cadwgan laughed evilly as he finished up. "Let'm try."