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[div style="text-align:center;font-size:90px;color:#1d1537;line-height:50px;"]in virtute ultio[/div]
[Div style="text-align:center;font-size: 40px;color:#ffffff;"]virtue in vengeance[/div]
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It is an honor to inform you that you have been accepted to Hawthorn Academy. After extensive conversation with your references (if provided), and review of your application and interview, the faculty at Hawthorn believes that you will be a worthwhile investment to the school.
Please arrive to the campus no later than one week prior to the beginning of the semester. Precise directions to the location have been provided based on your home address, which can be found attached to this letter. If there are any problems, please contact the school as soon as possible.[/div][/div]
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[div class=thinBlock][div class=mainText]After an extensive application process, you have been accepted into the prestigious Hawthorn Academy. With as many classes as you can imagine (and then some) offered, it's practically impossible to say no. Sure, the trip there will be long, and you'll likely be leaving behind much of the world you have known, but you know you'll never experience something like this. So open your mind, always stay alert, and enjoy your time. The Academy welcomes you.[/div][/div]
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[div class=wideBlock][div class=mainText]Hawthorn Academy is located in the Luster municipality of Norway, about 9.65 km (6.0 mi) southwest from the village of Skjolden (pictured above). The campus is nestled at the shore of Lustrafjorden, the area providing a magical feeling. It was founded in 1737 and despite the "vintage" look of many of the buildings, they have very modern facilities. Because a cruise line passes through this area, as well as the curious tourists, the Academy likes to keep their campus looking as beautiful as ever. Cobbled pathways wind through the campus, with some paved roads also connecting major areas. A few shuttles run throughout the day to get the students where they need to be. The "campus" is actually practically its own little village, spanning across approximately 2,700 acres of land. There are a few small ranches and farms that provide food. Most of the housing and recreational areas are located closer to the shore, on the flattest land.[/div][/div]
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[div class=thinBlock][div class=mainText style="font-size:15px;"]For thousands upon thousands of years, a length beyond mortal comprehension, creatures of legend enjoyed solitude in their own realms. Eventually, each came to know the other. The fairies preferred their solitude, but the angels often spoke of another world. It was a realm dubbed Morsorium after the death that nipped at the heels of the inhabitants. Plagues, war, and even existing for too long were the many causes of death to these "humans." As time went on, the creatures of legend began to populate Morsorium, or Earth as humans called it. It became the mixing pot of all creatures, even lending to the rise of new species: vampires, witches, and werewolves. The former ruled the humans' realm, aided by their progenitors and gods, known as the Brothers. Of course, no one had ever seen these supposed protectors, and the angels knew every god to speak of. A fear of these beings of the unknown allowed the vampires to silently rule from the shadows, the humans entirely unawares, unchallenged for millennia. But the fairies, greedy and always eager to expand their power, came to envy the the vampires. Morsorium was a unique world, imbued with every magic in existence and connected to it in a way no other place was. The fairies wanted earth. War broke out between the vampires and fairies. The vampires poured into the fairies' realm before the fairies could reach the gate that bridged their worlds, leading to a slaughter on both sides. Yet warriors kept pouring in and there was no end in sight for either side. Until all the vampires fled the battlefield. The fairies were baffled, and planned to launch their invasion when three beings of immense size burst from the ground. No fairy in the area was left alive, and the battlefield was left scorched, riddled with spikes of earth and ice. From this day on, the fairies would never forgive the vampires. And the vampires would never dare be challenged again. The relations between all the powerful species was left forever changed, and earth remains a highly coveted prize, inhabited by creatures entirely dumb to their situation.[/div][/div]
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[div style="text-align:center;font-size:90px;color:#1d1537;line-height:50px;"]in virtute ultio[/div]
[Div style="text-align:center;font-size: 40px;color:#ffffff;"]virtue in vengeance[/div]
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Dear Student,
It is an honor to inform you that you have been accepted to Hawthorn Academy. After extensive conversation with your references (if provided), and review of your application and interview, the faculty at Hawthorn believes that you will be a worthwhile investment to the school.
Please arrive to the campus no later than one week prior to the beginning of the semester. Precise directions to the location have been provided based on your home address, which can be found attached to this letter. If there are any problems, please contact the school as soon as possible.[/div][/div]
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[div class=thinBlock][div class=mainText]After an extensive application process, you have been accepted into the prestigious Hawthorn Academy. With as many classes as you can imagine (and then some) offered, it's practically impossible to say no. Sure, the trip there will be long, and you'll likely be leaving behind much of the world you have known, but you know you'll never experience something like this. So open your mind, always stay alert, and enjoy your time. The Academy welcomes you.[/div][/div]
[div class=bigDiv].[/div]
[div class=wideBlock][div class=mainText]Hawthorn Academy is located in the Luster municipality of Norway, about 9.65 km (6.0 mi) southwest from the village of Skjolden (pictured above). The campus is nestled at the shore of Lustrafjorden, the area providing a magical feeling. It was founded in 1737 and despite the "vintage" look of many of the buildings, they have very modern facilities. Because a cruise line passes through this area, as well as the curious tourists, the Academy likes to keep their campus looking as beautiful as ever. Cobbled pathways wind through the campus, with some paved roads also connecting major areas. A few shuttles run throughout the day to get the students where they need to be. The "campus" is actually practically its own little village, spanning across approximately 2,700 acres of land. There are a few small ranches and farms that provide food. Most of the housing and recreational areas are located closer to the shore, on the flattest land.[/div][/div]
[div class=thinDiv].[/div]
[div class=thinBlock][div class=mainText style="font-size:15px;"]For thousands upon thousands of years, a length beyond mortal comprehension, creatures of legend enjoyed solitude in their own realms. Eventually, each came to know the other. The fairies preferred their solitude, but the angels often spoke of another world. It was a realm dubbed Morsorium after the death that nipped at the heels of the inhabitants. Plagues, war, and even existing for too long were the many causes of death to these "humans." As time went on, the creatures of legend began to populate Morsorium, or Earth as humans called it. It became the mixing pot of all creatures, even lending to the rise of new species: vampires, witches, and werewolves. The former ruled the humans' realm, aided by their progenitors and gods, known as the Brothers. Of course, no one had ever seen these supposed protectors, and the angels knew every god to speak of. A fear of these beings of the unknown allowed the vampires to silently rule from the shadows, the humans entirely unawares, unchallenged for millennia. But the fairies, greedy and always eager to expand their power, came to envy the the vampires. Morsorium was a unique world, imbued with every magic in existence and connected to it in a way no other place was. The fairies wanted earth. War broke out between the vampires and fairies. The vampires poured into the fairies' realm before the fairies could reach the gate that bridged their worlds, leading to a slaughter on both sides. Yet warriors kept pouring in and there was no end in sight for either side. Until all the vampires fled the battlefield. The fairies were baffled, and planned to launch their invasion when three beings of immense size burst from the ground. No fairy in the area was left alive, and the battlefield was left scorched, riddled with spikes of earth and ice. From this day on, the fairies would never forgive the vampires. And the vampires would never dare be challenged again. The relations between all the powerful species was left forever changed, and earth remains a highly coveted prize, inhabited by creatures entirely dumb to their situation.[/div][/div]
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