Cea returns after a long break, having been busied with meditating and the raising of his... Er.. Cannibalistic son "By The Creator," He mumbles as he rubs his temples, "These are... A lot of applications." He looks out of the window of his tiny, temporary office, looking at the stronghold surrounding him, which is currently empty, "I thought I told them to start building dorms and classrooms.." He sighs heavily, and sends letters to all applicants and current members, "My dearest companions and friends. For now, the college will not be accepting any more staff. Instead, we are looking for labor workers, with some skill in architecture. If you know anyone, send me a bird or tell them to simply fill out this small application to help.-Headmaster Cea".
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Skype (for the College chat, optional):
Username:
APPLICATION:
Name:
Age:
Criminal past:
Done.