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The Avalon Chronicles

Game Master lynora

This is a high level rules light game set in a school for magical kids, kinda a mash-up of Soul Eater, Harry Potter, and X-Men. :)


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Female Human Teenager
GM Fireclaw wrote:

Illithia is listening intently as Anahita rambles on, and her eyes widen at her proclaimation that she might indeed be mentally ill, but that she doesn't really care about it. She opens her mouth to fiercely object, but Anahita startles her once again with a hug. The grey colouration in her ink shifts wildly between pink, red and navy blue as her emotions fluctuate wildly. The colour finally settles on a light pink as Anahita lightly runs her fingers along the extensive colouration.

"Y-yeah." she replies, blushing slightly. "I... wasn't at Avalon when my powers first started to manifest. It... can we not talk about it?" Her expression changes slightly, her slightly embarrassed grimace changing to an approving smirk quickly, though her colours and cheeks retain the light pink shade. "It took some time for me to get used to wearing my emotions on my sleeve." she says, holding a tattoo'd arm up with the same colouration.

"'Sides! You're changing the subject! Why aren't you concerned about your own well-being?!" she continues, the arm that was held up coming down to point accusingly. "Don't make me march you into the infirmary!"

There's a slight smirk of bemusement at the threat, the wild within nearly rising up to the rush of challenge, but Anahita keeps herself contained.

"I must profess you are perceptive. You saw through my attempts to lead the conversation elsewhere. I shall not pry further on your history without consent. I am concerned with my well being, however, I accepted, willingly, where I am today and thus, am solely responsible for it. Given the pause and our talk, I realize that I am over taxed, augmenting my natural sleep with magic, as glorious as that is, is the potential result of my state. It is likely too, that my ethereal self, the non-physical, soul side, may be equally tired. I do not believe my magics can affect that -- just the body. I need rest. I need affection and distractions, moments to commune with the glory of nature as before, and better social ties than what I have now. Yet, I am torn-- the things I have seen lately, done, simply magnificent. Worlds visited, places travelled too, impossible to describe without taking time to collect one's thoughts. To do otherwise would be insulting to the wonder and awe I feel."

She does have a slight spaced out expression at the recalling, then her focus returns to Illithia. "It's ...nothing like I've witnessed before, and I felt old. I feel renewed, but, physically, I'm as healthy as I can be. I assure you of that. I am well versed in medical situations."

Then noticing the sushi there, perhaps way tepid, she reaches over to pick one up and eat it.

"So, how have you been? Anything new since we last met?" Not an overt change of subject, as much as, perhaps that last one's done.


Both Doppelganger Factotum 16/Taskshaper 6/Chameleon 10(Gestalt)
Tyrrin Denulia wrote:

"He teaches Stealth." Tyrrin replies a touch tersely, pursing her lips thoughtfully before continuing. "In theory. I've never actually seen him, which I suppose means he does his job well."

"Okay, tracking is out then. As annoying as Mister Tokala can be, I don't doubt either his ability or yours in that regard." Tyrrin carries on thoughtfully, standing up and pacing in the room's open space.

Tyrrin seems to be muttering to herself as she paces. "Attacked Kitty and Ginni [...] both tieflings [...] are the types of wounds relevant?" she stops and glances at Ace. "If we can't catch this murderer from the physical clues alone, what else do we have? At very least, we know that they seem to be exclusively targeting young female tieflings. That should tell us something."

"Wait... was Kitty's mind attacked in a similar manner to Ginni's?"

"No, though her memories were messed with, I think. I believe she was made to see Michael as her killer, or at least somebody very much like him. Hence why I was a possible suspect. Michael was going to help Keme and I, but Kitty needed him more, though I am unsure where they are. Should I send him a message to let him know another murder has occurred?"


Male Firebird Monk (Master of Many Styles, Martial Artist) 16 // Firebender 8/Earthbender 8
Raelle del Sol wrote:
"Hey, what's wrong? Are you sick?" she asks, concerned.

Ardiente looks increasingly worried, and a little guilty as Raelle approaches, fiddling with his hands nervously and not making eye contact - in general acting entirely un-Ardiente.

"Uh... hey. No, not sick, not really." Ardiente says evasively, trying to sort out in his mind how he's going to simultaneous break to Raelle that her sister is dead, and that the lab needs her help or the universe might end.

It's all just a little surreal for Ardiente, and he's obviously having trouble coping with it.


Female Firebird Oracle 7

"Uh. Ya. So, uh. Hand."

She places her hand on the wall and guides Djalos to the infirmary.

"I don't really know what to do when we get here..."


Male Elf Slayer 16

Djalos shrugs. "I just hope that they get it out-whatever "it" is. When Raelle pointed it out, I noticed this weird feeling in the back of my mind. I guess it's always been there-never noticed it before, though."

Lyn, would the arrows instead lead to Mrs. Jones, as the other psychic healers of enough caliber to remove the block are otherwise occupied?


Anahita bint Tariq wrote:

There's a slight smirk of bemusement at the threat, the wild within nearly rising up to the rush of challenge, but Anahita keeps herself contained.

"I must profess you are perceptive. You saw through my attempts to lead the conversation elsewhere. I shall not pry further on your history without consent. I am concerned with my well being, however, I accepted, willingly, where I am today and thus, am solely responsible for it. Given the pause and our talk, I realize that I am over taxed, augmenting my natural sleep with magic, as glorious as that is, is the potential result of my state. It is likely too, that my ethereal self, the non-physical, soul side, may be equally tired. I do not believe my magics can affect that -- just the body. I need rest. I need affection and distractions, moments to commune with the glory of nature as before, and better social ties than what I have now. Yet, I am torn-- the things I have seen lately, done, simply magnificent. Worlds visited, places travelled too, impossible to describe without taking time to collect one's thoughts. To do otherwise would be insulting to the wonder and awe I feel."

She does have a slight spaced out expression at the recalling, then her focus returns to Illithia. "It's ...nothing like I've witnessed before, and I felt old. I feel renewed, but, physically, I'm as healthy as I can be. I assure you of that. I am well versed in medical situations."

Then noticing the sushi there, perhaps way tepid, she reaches over to pick one up and eat it.

"So, how have you been? Anything new since we last met?" Not an overt change of subject, as much as, perhaps that last one's done.

Illy's grin only finds more fuel at Anahita's responding smirk, and the colour is slowly draining away from the embarrassed pink shade and towards the earlier playfully purple colour when she sat down.

"Sorry Ana, but that ain't how friendship works! You aren't solely responsible for yourself. I'm responsible for you too. Duh. It's like you've never..."

Illithia stops short in her speech, her grin faltering for just a moment, with a whispered. "Oh. Damn."

"What I meant is that friends look after each other." Illithia tries to save her sudden trailing off, eagerly waving her hand. "Sounds like maybe you're just overstimulated. And if you need rest, you should friggin' rest, geez. Magically keeping yourself awake for long periods sounds like a good recipe for a short life."

While her tone is a little deprecating, and the purple colour is somewhat subdued, she holds steady with her grin. The colour begins to warm again as she carries on. "I've got sleep magic if you can't get to sleep yourself. Don't make me use it without permission! I'd hate to have to serve detention every time you need to sleep."

"You're trying to change the subject again. I'll indulge you if you let me escort you to your room. Deal?" Illy's grin has gotten wide enough to be considered 's%!$-eating' at this point, clearly thinking herself crafty and witty.


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Damiani wrote:
Jeran Darkclaw wrote:
"Umm....my mech is kept off of school grounds. It isn't safe for her to leave the wards. They aren't perfect, but any level of protection is better than none. Anyways, if you can communicate with machines, you can just give the information to this," he said pulling out a small data pad from his pocket, "and I can use this to put the coordinates in to the mech."

Looking at the data pad, the Angel tilts it's head slightly (ever so) as he gazed upon it and then reached out to touch it, apparently that was sufficient to activate it, power it, and then use the processes for storage.

"I am using my current location as the point of reference. You will note, it is a vast distance away. If you go there, I am not certain of the conditions, save what I can see, which is the vastness of space, minus any stars in quite a distance around his current location. He has not moved in the time since I have discovered him-- save to die repeatedly, it would seem."

There's an odd, indifference to the Angel's voice. As if discussing the way a cookie falls apart. Clearly he's not attached to Tryko'Sam's situation at all.

"Got it. Thanks. I'll be careful going in, but yeah. I'm guessing without a suit he's pretty helpless out there. Hopefully I won't be gone long."

He pulled a small earpiece out of his pocket and slipped it in his ear as he left the infirmary. "Boss, I need a favor. I need to retrieve a missing student from deep space. I need to take out my mech....err....I also need a forcecage. It's kind of a long story. I can explain on the way, but I need to let the rest of the rescue party know what's up first. Thanks."

He used the arrows to quickly find Kevin. "New mission parameters. I know where Sam is and it's in deep space. I'm going to go fetch him now. Should be back soon unless things go terribly wrong. But we still need to get him separated from that demon thing. So umm....let the others know okay?"


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Ryuzo Kato wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
Ryuzo Kato wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:
"If I'm going to risk my life passing on this information, I would like it to be as complete as possible. Alys, can you give me any information about how you found the sword?"

Ryuzo stiffens a bit, ever so slightly, at that choice of words.

::You do not necessarily need to be the one who tells her:: he sends to her, conveying way more concern/fear than he can mask.
::But we can discuss that after this...::
::Yes. The important thing is that she needs to take this seriously. That makes getting the information to her...tricky. She needs to trust the source.::
::Agreed. Ironicly, if she is aware of such things, she may accept an emmissary of my patron, namely myself.::

::and then you'd have to explain how you found the information....also...well....we really need her to believe this....might work better to make sure a winter fey actually sees the open border if we're trying to be subtle...::


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Jacob Forgehand wrote:
Chara del Sol wrote:
Jacob Forgehand wrote:


Jacob finally manages to wrangle a sentence out of his throat. "No! No, it's fine, don't do that. I was just... thinking." He sighs heavily. An intricate, yet jagged white scar is barely visible on his forehead. Anybody who looks at it gets a faint feeling of unease...

Jacob is fairly tall for his age- five foot three, maybe four-and has curly brown hair. He wears a black felt jacket with black slacks and a green scarf. His eyes are very strange-they constantly shift colors, and sometimes they hold strange designs within them. The young boy's posture suggests an introverted, shy kid.

"Well, whatever you're thinking about doesn't look like that much fun. Maybe you should try thinking about different things. Things that don't make you frown so much. Then you'll feel better because you'll be thinking about happy things," she said with the cheerful self-assurance of the very young.
Jacob gives a small smile. From the mouths of babes... he thinks to himself, then replies to Chara. "I suppose that makes sense. Pardon me, but what is your name?"

"Oh, did I forget to say? Sometimes I forget. I'm Chara," she said as she cheerfully stuffed her mouth full of food.


Ryleh Her usual mode of dress.
Sheessuroussen wrote:
Ryleh wrote:
Sheessuroussen wrote:


Sheessuroussen looks confused, "I know nothing about program." He says as a matter of fact, "I can make a pond, lake, or sphere, and summon a school of illethisa to inhabit it."

His tanned and scarred hands come up and he points to a nearby clearing, "Only if it is convenient for you though. If a 'program' is necessary I shall cede to the one who possesses the knowledge to do so.

Ryleh blinked. "Oh. Er, yes, that would do nicely. I did not realize you could conjure those things here so easily. I thought it would end up like last time and current circumstances make going offworld at present impractical."

She smiled just a little. "And remind me later to show you the thing I was speaking about. It is something that my daughter made. It creates virtual environments. Very practical for teaching children to handle danger without subjecting them to any real harm."

Sheessuroussen just smiles, and begins to walk to the clearing, "If you can make a bowl shaped depression in the center of the clearing... fifty feet or so around, I can do the rest. He says this and waits for her to oblige, knowing the power of her Earth magic.

He creates water that simply flows from his fingertips, a neverending stream of water which will fill the depression in a handful of minutes.

"I neglected to ask, can you swim, young man?" she asked Al'qyq.


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Ehos Denulia wrote:
Alys Himuro wrote:

Alys thinks for a moment then nods sharply and speaks a few quiet words to Ehos. ** spoiler omitted **

She turns back to Nala and begins to speak again. She is speaking softly as one would when speaking near someone who is injured or sick. As she speaks, silent illusions begin popping up in a clear space near her, the images showing scenes of what she describes. ** spoiler omitted **...

Ehos shakes his head defiantly as Alys apologizes. If he's realized at all that Alys' speech is hurting him, then he doesn't show it.

Ehos begins to relate Alys' story, though she has to pause occasionally to allow those reading to catch up. Over the course of the telling, Ehos looks increasingly worse for wear. By the time it's over, he's sitting with his head in one hand and the datapad in the other. He waves off any further attempts by Nala to heal him or Alys to stop, saying that he'll 'be fine'.

It doesn't take a perceptive person to realize that Alys' words are causing Ehos physical pain, and Nala suspects that whatever ability which allows Ehos to understand Alys is backfiring, his mortal brain unprepared for the Words of Reality itself.

"I think that you need to go and rest. If you won't accept healing at least accept that. Pushing your mind until it breaks will not help anyone," she said crisply. "And thank you," she added in a softer tone. "Both of you."

"Alys, I must ask you to refrain from speaking as much as possible. It attracts the Others. And especially not anymore today around Ehos. He is trying to appear strong, but he's at his limit. The speech of Reality is a difficult thing for a mortal mind to process."


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Lily Svarog wrote:
Sorchan del Sol wrote:

"Miss Svarog, while they are not nobles there is nothing the matter with the 'purity' of the Charbonnier family, not that I care. I love my wife and the opinions of everyone else on the subject are utterly irrelevant. Now, I am giving you some leeway since you have had an upsetting experience and this is your first day here, but you need to understand that if I ever hear you refer to any member of my family as a 'sootblood' again you will be spending a substantial amount of time in detention. That isn't a threat. It's fair warning. As is the mention that detentions around here can be very creative."

"Now, I presume we are done with particular bit of unpleasantness. My point remains valid Miss Svarog. The only ones displaying abnormal abilities are the children of noble houses. What you are experiencing is in fact perfectly normal."

Lily blinks as Sorchan states his non-threat, clearly non-plussed. "Understood, sir." she replies placidly.

"What of that..." Lily bites her tongue, stopping short whatever she was going to say before seeming to carefully reconsider. "What of the commoner that was to be executed? As I understand, he was not pure-blooded and yet displayed strange powers as well."

Sorchan, Phaezeriel, and Serrin get the impression that Lily is trying to argue her way out of her own powers. Trying to justify it, trying to reach at anything to get out of this. Even in her emotionless state, there's a kind of placid desperation to her arguements.

"Ardiente's earth powers are the product of his non-firebird heritage yes, as his fire powers are the product of his firebird heritage. Because that is apparently what happens when two races that usually breed true breed with each other. Somehow I doubt the rest of you are secretly descended from dragons, so no, I'm sorry Miss Svarog, but that explanation won't hold fire. He is the exception and the rest of you are the rule."

"And he was executed. And revived. Unfortunately we were too late to rescue his parents. The Council broke their own laws that day. I had little respect for them before that and none after. But that is not the point, is it? The point is that you have to accept what is. And that means learning to control your powers. If you never choose to use them after that, then by all means, that's your choice to make. But you cannot ignore them. You could hurt yourself and others. Phaezeriel here would be able to best advise you what classes you will need in order to learn that control. It is not such a bad thing, Miss Svarog. Perhaps even useful if you allow it to be."


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"Ace" wrote:
Tyrrin Denulia wrote:

"He teaches Stealth." Tyrrin replies a touch tersely, pursing her lips thoughtfully before continuing. "In theory. I've never actually seen him, which I suppose means he does his job well."

"Okay, tracking is out then. As annoying as Mister Tokala can be, I don't doubt either his ability or yours in that regard." Tyrrin carries on thoughtfully, standing up and pacing in the room's open space.

Tyrrin seems to be muttering to herself as she paces. "Attacked Kitty and Ginni [...] both tieflings [...] are the types of wounds relevant?" she stops and glances at Ace. "If we can't catch this murderer from the physical clues alone, what else do we have? At very least, we know that they seem to be exclusively targeting young female tieflings. That should tell us something."

"Wait... was Kitty's mind attacked in a similar manner to Ginni's?"

"No, though her memories were messed with, I think. I believe she was made to see Michael as her killer, or at least somebody very much like him. Hence why I was a possible suspect. Michael was going to help Keme and I, but Kitty needed him more, though I am unsure where they are. Should I send him a message to let him know another murder has occurred?"

"I'm guessing he'd want to know, yeah."


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Ardiente wrote:
Raelle del Sol wrote:
"Hey, what's wrong? Are you sick?" she asks, concerned.

Ardiente looks increasingly worried, and a little guilty as Raelle approaches, fiddling with his hands nervously and not making eye contact - in general acting entirely un-Ardiente.

"Uh... hey. No, not sick, not really." Ardiente says evasively, trying to sort out in his mind how he's going to simultaneous break to Raelle that her sister is dead, and that the lab needs her help or the universe might end.

It's all just a little surreal for Ardiente, and he's obviously having trouble coping with it.

She took his hands in hers to keep them from fidgeting. "Hey, whatever it is, you can tell me," she said softly, trying to make eye contact. "We can handle it together. I seem to recall we make a pretty good team," she added with just a hint of a smile.


Djalos Tyon wrote:

Djalos shrugs. "I just hope that they get it out-whatever "it" is. When Raelle pointed it out, I noticed this weird feeling in the back of my mind. I guess it's always been there-never noticed it before, though."

Lyn, would the arrows instead lead to Mrs. Jones, as the other psychic healers of enough caliber to remove the block are otherwise occupied?

It would be reasonable to assume that it would send them to see Miss Jones, yes.


male goo dragon alchemist 16(spellhammer) / synthesist 16

Lucky for Jeran, Kevin is just landing outside from his wing test on the side of the school that leads to Kuros.

"Alright. Vare is doing something right now to summon or find him or something. I'll tell him. He wanted me to find out if my wings worked or not, so I have no idea what he's planning. I'll go find out. I wonder why it's space..."

He starts walking towards a wall of the school, apparently intending to climb in through a window.


Female Firebird Oracle 7

"Do you think there's like a worm or something in your head?"

They arrive at a door as she asks a weird question.

He can hear her try the other side of the door.

"The door doesn't say infirmary, but the arrows keep pointing to it. The sign says p-si-choh-there-appy."


Male Human-Reaper/obitu Death Mage 11/oracle 1/grim reaper 10
Krays wrote:
Grim Jr. wrote:
"I don't know, she and lang and Mindori have all just disapeared"
"I see. Who is in charge here?"

"I don't know, maybe you?"


Male Maftet 16 Direlock/Dread
Ryleh wrote:


"I neglected to ask, can you swim, young man?" she asked Al'qyq.

"Yes, I can swim. Not gracefully, but I can keep my head above water."


Al'rqyq mn Al'kwabys wrote:
Ryleh wrote:


"I neglected to ask, can you swim, young man?" she asked Al'qyq.
"Yes, I can swim. Not gracefully, but I can keep my head above water."

"A wonderful skill to have young man." Sheessuroussen says as he just continues to pour unbelievable quantities of water into a depression


Male Human (Mole Zoanthrope) 16 Monk/Ninja
Nala Zamarosok wrote:


::and then you'd have to explain how you found the information....also...well....we really need her to believe this....might work better to make sure a winter fey actually sees the open border if we're trying to be subtle...::

::Where's the best place to do that?::

"I agree, Ehos. No one here will question your strength or dedication, or think you weak. Unwise, perhaps..." he says with a smirk "...if you choose to continue, though."


Male Maftet 16 Direlock/Dread
Sheessuroussen wrote:
Al'rqyq mn Al'kwabys wrote:
Ryleh wrote:


"I neglected to ask, can you swim, young man?" she asked Al'qyq.
"Yes, I can swim. Not gracefully, but I can keep my head above water."
"A wonderful skill to have young man." Sheessuroussen says as he just continues to pour unbelievable quantities of water into a depression

"As a denizen formerly of arrid lands and desertscapes, you would come in very handy there, I think." he says, watching him conjure water that rapidly out of thin air.


Male Kobold (Young Adult Black dragon) Gestalt Sorceror/Oracle 16 Necromancer; Champion of Death
Grim Jr. wrote:
Krays wrote:
Grim Jr. wrote:
"I don't know, she and lang and Mindori have all just disapeared"
"I see. Who is in charge here?"
"I don't know, maybe you?"

He blinks at the young man, then laughs!

"I suppose I could be indeed, but it wouldn't be very nice to these people for me to prove it. What I was asking was, who greeted you on arrival? Who speaks for the monks here?"


Al'rqyq mn Al'kwabys wrote:
Sheessuroussen wrote:
Al'rqyq mn Al'kwabys wrote:
Ryleh wrote:


"I neglected to ask, can you swim, young man?" she asked Al'qyq.
"Yes, I can swim. Not gracefully, but I can keep my head above water."
"A wonderful skill to have young man." Sheessuroussen says as he just continues to pour unbelievable quantities of water into a depression
"As a denizen formerly of arid lands and desertscapes, you would come in very handy there, I think." he says, watching him conjure water that rapidly out of thin air.

Sheessuroussen thinks for a time, and then simply comments, "I do not believe I would enjoy deserts or arid places, I am a being of the sea.

He has created a veritable pond within a few minutes, and he then begins to rotate it, all of the water begins to spin in a whirlpool-like manner. The waters seem to start glowing with some form of inner light...


Male Maftet 16 Direlock/Dread
Sheessuroussen wrote:


Sheessuroussen thinks for a time, and then simply comments, "I do not believe I would enjoy deserts or arid places, I am a being of the sea.

He has created a veritable pond within a few minutes, and he then begins to rotate it, all of the water begins to spin in a whirlpool-like manner. The waters seem to start glowing with some form of inner light...

"Yes, sir." he says with a smile.


male human monk 16
Krays wrote:
Grim Jr. wrote:
Krays wrote:
Grim Jr. wrote:
"I don't know, she and lang and Mindori have all just disapeared"
"I see. Who is in charge here?"
"I don't know, maybe you?"

He blinks at the young man, then laughs!

"I suppose I could be indeed, but it wouldn't be very nice to these people for me to prove it. What I was asking was, who greeted you on arrival? Who speaks for the monks here?"

as if on que, lang arrives with Modori, Master Hito speaks for the monks here, but today, I speak for them. What has happened to Master Blackscales?


Male Human-Reaper/obitu Death Mage 11/oracle 1/grim reaper 10
Krays wrote:
Grim Jr. wrote:
Krays wrote:
Grim Jr. wrote:
"I don't know, she and lang and Mindori have all just disapeared"
"I see. Who is in charge here?"
"I don't know, maybe you?"

He blinks at the young man, then laughs!

"I suppose I could be indeed, but it wouldn't be very nice to these people for me to prove it. What I was asking was, who greeted you on arrival? Who speaks for the monks here?"

"I don't know, none I them really command respect, and too many are given respect for them to all be leaders... None of them really feel like leaders... "

grimm has learned to judge who's in charge by a combination of the relative power level each has, and their killing intent, in short how intimidating they are, in Grim's subconscious mind none of them are scary enough to be in charge
When Lang shows up grim blinks "ah, cool, so he's apparently in charge, have we met this Hito guy yet?"


Male Kobold (Young Adult Black dragon) Gestalt Sorceror/Oracle 16 Necromancer; Champion of Death

He nods as Grim speaks, understanding his view of the situation. Then, when Lang arrives...
The larger than normal robed kobold does not bow or observe custom, he just is.
"Ahh, you must be Lang. My wife has left on an emergency. My focus here is now to see that your ceremony is not interrupted because of that, and make sure all of her students are taken care of in the mean time. If that can not be arranged, then I'm afraid you should all return to Avalon with me, now. Otherwise, I will return when the ceremony is over, and retrieve you all then."


male human monk 16

Lang bows to Krays, when Krays does not make any attempt to return the bow, lang does have a look of being insulted , but he says nothing out of respect.

If master Balckscales had to leave here for an emergency that is fine, but there is no need for any of us to return to the school, unless of course you feel that my home is not sufficient to care for our needs.

this temple is equipped with a teleport room tied to the school, we can return via that, when the ceremony and the party after are concluded. which was part of our original plan.


Male Kobold (Young Adult Black dragon) Gestalt Sorceror/Oracle 16 Necromancer; Champion of Death

He raises an eyeridge, and speaks sharply.
"I do not mean offense, nor did I imply this place was incapable of providing for you. If arrangements for your food and board have already been made for the duration of your stay, then so be it. You may be the Avatar, young Lang, but you are still a child that I am responsible for, as a member of the staff at Avalon. I will not shirk that duty, no matter what transpires, nor for what passes in your mind as being needed or not."
He looks at the adult that accompanied Lang.
"Will this be a problem if these students remain here without their chaperone until the ceremony is concluded? Will you arrange their transport back to Avalon?"


Female Kobold with a mushroom hat |Dragonrider 3// undecided

takra fidgets, listening to the conversation, trying very hard not to act out. It's only been less then a minute, and she already wants to be disruptive.


current combat map group 1

Sen-fa looks to the kobold, and laughs. I am merely a guest, one that find miss Ephebe a rather interesting person. I fshe had to leave in an emergency, then that would explain a great deal, she did not look well, when I was speaking with her.

looking to each, If you will excuse me I will let Sifu Hito know the situation.

with that Sen-fa returns to the receiving chamber.


male human monk 16

Lang looks to Krays, a bit apologetic. I am sorry, you seems rather, harsh, I... he looks for the right words, but cannot seem to find them.

finally he simply moves on, You are welcome to stay if you wish. Lang offers the invitation to Krays.


Male Kobold (Young Adult Black dragon) Gestalt Sorceror/Oracle 16 Necromancer; Champion of Death
DM of the coins wrote:

Sen-fa looks to the kobold, and laughs. I am merely a guest, one that find miss Ephebe a rather interesting person. If she had to leave in an emergency, then that would explain a great deal, she did not look well, when I was speaking with her.

looking to each, If you will excuse me I will let Sifu Hito know the situation.

with that Sen-fa returns to the receiving chamber.

"I would imagine she did not look well..." he says wearily "...and thank you."

Lang Fei wrote:

Lang looks to Krays, a bit apologetic. I am sorry, you seems rather, harsh, I... he looks for the right words, but cannot seem to find them.

finally he simply moves on, You are welcome to stay if you wish. Lang offers the invitation to Krays.

He sighs

"Oh, it is alright, young man. Thank you. I would like to stay, however there are other matters I must attend to. If I am able, I will return for your ceremony, with Mrs. Blackscales." He looks at the other students gathered. "Remember that while you are here, your behavior reflects upon Avalon. Do the school proud." Then, as quickly as he arrived, he leaves...

...and ports back to the nursery to assist Kam and Taron.


Female Human Teenager
Illithia wrote:

Illy's grin only finds more fuel at Anahita's responding smirk, and the colour is slowly draining away from the embarrassed pink shade and towards the earlier playfully purple colour when she sat down.

"Sorry Ana, but that ain't how friendship works! You aren't solely responsible for yourself. I'm responsible for you too. Duh. It's like you've never..."

Illithia stops short in her speech, her grin faltering for just a moment, with a whispered. "Oh. Damn."

"What I meant is that friends look after each other." Illithia tries to save her sudden trailing off, eagerly waving her hand. "Sounds like maybe you're just overstimulated. And if you need rest, you should friggin' rest, geez. Magically keeping yourself awake for long periods sounds like a good recipe for a short life."

While her tone is a little deprecating, and the purple colour is somewhat subdued, she holds steady with her grin. The colour begins to warm again as she carries on. "I've got sleep magic if you can't get to sleep yourself. Don't make me use it without permission! I'd hate to have to serve detention every time you need to sleep."

"You're trying to change the subject again. I'll indulge you if you let me escort you to your room. Deal?" Illy's grin has gotten wide enough to be considered 's*%*-eating' at this point, clearly thinking herself crafty and witty.

Anahita follows as Illy speaks, glancing down only once briefly at the start, then back up while looking at the young girl with coloring, straight in the eyes. Clearly a point was made, or true, but she proudly didn't respond to it verbally, or deny it.

"I do not see the point of visiting my quarters, truth be told. I assure you that I am well now, with focus comes awareness. With intent, the sloth that creeps in me fades. I have endured for a week or so without much rest, I can manage this. As for overstimulated-- yes, I cannot seem to stop looking into everything, thinking about everything. Yet, it feels good-- no, it feels great, to think. Even on the silliest things. There is a pattern to this, I'm certain, but I'm unsure being present to it as I am, the reason for it. A reason that one day, will be expressed clearly. Perhaps not today."

She finishes up the last of her remaining few sushi pieces and then looks back to Illithia, "Do you fancy any of the persons here, Illy? Your silent companion, perhaps? If I am being too forward, do let me know."

Glancing about she spies on the few Firebirds in the room, or open sources of fire, then back to Illy again.


Both Doppelganger Factotum 16/Taskshaper 6/Chameleon 10(Gestalt)

Suddenly, Ace remembers something "OH! In all the insanity, I forgot Zilla, who I have not met, was also murdered, according to Keme. I do not believe she's a tiefling, so that throws that theory out the window"

He then sends the following to Michael "Michael. New murder, this time Ginni. Meeting with Tyrrin and Jaiye in my room now, discussing our next move. Lots of dead ends."


Male Aasimar (Muse-Touched)

Jacob smiles awkwardly. "Nice to meet you, Chara. My name is Jacob," he says as he gets up to get some food.


Male Quasit (Demon) Gestalt Vitalist/Psion(Telepath) 16
Sorchan del Sol wrote:
"Ardiente's earth powers are the product of his non-firebird heritage yes, as his fire powers are the product of his firebird heritage. Because that is apparently what happens when two races that usually breed true breed with each other. Somehow I doubt the rest of you are secretly descended from dragons, so no, I'm sorry Miss Svarog, but that explanation won't hold fire. He is the exception and the rest of you are the rule."...

Phaezeriel chimes in for the first time since Sorchan arrived, ::Lily, it is a fairly well documented fact that any time a group of creatures breeds for genetic purity, anomalies and mutations invariably result. The longer any such program of genetic purity persists, the greater the rate of occurrence of such anomalies, and the greater they will deviate from the so-called 'pure' strain::

He grimaces slightly, ::Please keep in mind that I use the terms 'anomaly' and 'mutation' only in the sense that they do not fit the misguided genetic ideal.::

He pauses for a moment, as if reluctant to speak again. When he continues, his thoughts are laced with a deep sadness the origin of which is unclear, ::The only tragedy is when the group discards or destroys those whose only 'crime' is to be born different.::


Female Kitsune Sorcerer/Magus
Nala Zamarosok wrote:

"I think that you need to go and rest. If you won't accept healing at least accept that. Pushing your mind until it breaks will not help anyone," she said crisply. "And thank you," she added in a softer tone. "Both of you."

"Alys, I must ask you to refrain from speaking as much as possible. It attracts the Others. And especially not anymore today around Ehos. He is trying to appear strong, but he's at his limit. The speech of Reality is a difficult thing for a mortal mind to process."

Alys looks at Nala quizzically, then fishes a pencil and a notepad out of her bag and, with a look of intense concentration, begins trying to write.

1d20 ⇒ 6

It takes several minutes and there is much scratching out, many sounds of frustration, and several crumpled bits or paper, but she presents a piece with a fragmented series of thoughts written on it.

Alys' Writing:
How does a;fjkd78906231&(&HS draw attention sjksdh Others? djk897klj#$!Sk have spoken sdfSA4EG^ fifty years -> no sign Others except when sword drawn fully.

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