Vercingetorix
From a makeshift podium in the mess hall, hidden by red curtains, I surveyed the new batch of students through a gap. Some were pretty exotic - I could have sworn I spotted a kitsune in the midst - while others were pretty powerful, namely two dragons and a daughter of death.
Well, nothing for it. As headmaster, a speech was necessary each year.
I decided to build up the tension. I had little power - full moon was in around a week - but I certainly could create stage effects.
I made the lights gutter out all of a sudden. The murmur of the students ceased at once. Then I caused the temperature of the room to drop all of a sudden, icicles forming on the ceiling and frost crawling up the sides of the wall.
Then I strode out imperiously. I snapped my fingers, and the area behind me was suffused in a hellish glow, just barely lighting up my features in what I hoped was an ominous way. I certainly had the looks to pull it off.
"Welcome to Half-Breed Academy," I said, beginning my speech without further ado. "Let me make this short and to the point. My name, for those of you that haven't heard of me before, is Vercingetorix. Our highly capable staff will do it's best to teach and train you... many great protegees have been produced from this school, which I founded more than several thousand years ago. But," and at this I projected an aura of fear into the room. "Misbehave, and I will not hesitate to inflict punishment. I expect the maximum respect from you. Good day," and with that, I turned on my heels and strode away.
