The Avalon Chronicles

Game Master lynora

"I... I suppose you're right." An almost terrifyingly unpracticed smile creeps its way onto Djalos' lips. "If my blindfold gets damp, I might kill us all."

Beat.

"That was a joke."

Melody Waverider wrote:

Mel stops for a moment, taking in the new look. she seems a bit confused at first then she gives a smile.

definitely nice to see you too. I see you finally decided to come out of your ahhh, shell, so-to-speak.

"Uh, yeah, kind of a lot of things happened, and it wasn't so much a decision as an inevitable change kind of thing. I can give you all the details if you want. We were just headed for the waiting room to eat some dinner. They're not quite ready to discharge me I guess. And I'd love to hear about what happened to you....you were so far away! But I understand if you want to put that conversation off until later."

Mel looks Ginni over, Well, it suits you. and you'll learn to use the new feet, err, hooves? anyway, just like wearing heels? I don't know, I never had hooves, well not that I remember anyway.

when the question comes up about where Mel had been, Mel's mood takes a somber turn. Yeah, we need to talk, it, was, well, maybe later.

"It's not that complicated, she was outside of the standard space time. I.. That is we got her back"

Aananda wiped her eyes with her sleeve. "I need you to not tell the kids any of this yet. We want to wait and tell them when we have more information. Asch, Amada, Jim, and Enre were out on a rescue mission tonight. It went badly. They're all dead. They were barely more than children," she said, dissolving into tears again.

Ryleh hugged her and patted her back until she was able to calm down again. She didn't say anything. There weren't any words that would help with this.

Eventually Aananda pulled back, blew her nose, and mostly got control of herself. "I'm going to have to figure out what to do without Jim. I need to find someone to teach his classes."

"Aananda," Ryleh started to say, before Aananda interrupted her.

"Don't bother. I already know. I can't do it. I can't keep up with the security job. It's not good for the babies," she said dully. "I already know that. And without Jim Rivets to help with the extra work it's even more impossible. I'm not at my best and I can't protect the children the way I should. I'm failing at my job."

"You are not failing, Aananda'reavekki," Ryleh said sternly. "You are looking at the potential for failure as if it were a certainty. It is wise to recognize your limitations. I think you're right, and I came here expecting to have to convince you that you need to step down as security chief before you do yourself harm. I am pleased that you already see for yourself that you are not in fact a robot and need rest and help and not to be running around everywhere trying to solve every problem. It doesn't make you a failure. It's perfectly reasonable to need a change because of pregnancy. You know that the infirmary staff have already sent a petition to Ryo asking that you be put on leave, right? Now, I know that will never work. Even while sick, you can't have nothing to do. But I think that you should take over the mechanics classes, and pass the security job on to someone else."

"They're just frosted over. Extradimensional space doesn't come refridgerated, at least not as far I know. And I would've used magic to just pop it, but soda reacts badly with that. And I like this shirt."

He straightens his black v-neck and takes a swig from his root beer, still offering Andromeda one if she wants it.

"May be him." He nods. "Party might be a good place for you to meet some of the new folks around this year. We're both new, so people from our classes are likely to be new to you. Always fun meeting new people."

Andromeda accepts the root beer. "Yeah, new people, who won't (hopefully) confuse me with my sister," she said, with a smile and a shrug.

narrator wrote:

As he gets farther into the building and nearer to the equipment the noise of the creatures gets louder. He sees glimpses of large groups of them. When he moves to investigate the assembly line's control panel, a laser welder suddenly springs to life, swinging towards him.
Another reflex save, please.

1d20 + 22 ⇒ (17) + 22 = 39

Ghalen is able to dodge the laser, but that causes him to step into the middle of a group of machine bugs who all try to electrocute him.

Serrin sits quietly at dinner in the cafeteria, enjoying her meal. While she is all alone, she doesn't mind, as she's glad for some peace and quite after what had been a crazy week or so for her.

The cafeteria suddenly feels uncomfortably and unnaturally bright.

Shifting into bird form, Ardiente takes to the air. ::"I need another pair of eyes. We'll split up, and cover two different sides. Who wants to come with me?"::

Alev shifted into bird form and took off. ::Guess that'll be me since Etain is currently acting as the radio.::

"I... I suppose you're right." An almost terrifyingly unpracticed smile creeps its way onto Djalos' lips. "If my blindfold gets damp, I might kill us all."

Beat.

"That was a joke."

Keme chuckled nervously. "Uh, thanks for clarifying. I've kinda had my quota of potential apocalypses for this week, thanks."

Tybalt Baneko wrote:

"They're just frosted over. Extradimensional space doesn't come refridgerated, at least not as far I know. And I would've used magic to just pop it, but soda reacts badly with that. And I like this shirt."

He straightens his black v-neck and takes a swig from his root beer, still offering Andromeda one if she wants it.

"May be him." He nods. "Party might be a good place for you to meet some of the new folks around this year. We're both new, so people from our classes are likely to be new to you. Always fun meeting new people."

Andromeda accepts the root beer. "Yeah, new people, who won't (hopefully) confuse me with my sister," she said, with a smile and a shrug.

"and who I (hopefully) won't accidentally mind control"

"Outside of space and time? Yeah, that's definitely far away," Ginni said, shaking her head.

"And hooves are nothing like heels! Way less stable. I guess I'll figure it out eventually though. Anyways, I kinda need to sit down now, so we're heading to the waiting room. You can join us or we can catch up later....there's some things we're definitely going to need to talk about," she added, suddenly more serious. "But I don't think it's anything that can't wait until after we've both had some rest."

Andromeda Sunwake wrote:

Tybalt Baneko wrote:

"They're just frosted over. Extradimensional space doesn't come refridgerated, at least not as far I know. And I would've used magic to just pop it, but soda reacts badly with that. And I like this shirt."

He straightens his black v-neck and takes a swig from his root beer, still offering Andromeda one if she wants it.

"May be him." He nods. "Party might be a good place for you to meet some of the new folks around this year. We're both new, so people from our classes are likely to be new to you. Always fun meeting new people."

Andromeda accepts the root beer. "Yeah, new people, who won't (hopefully) confuse me with my sister," she said, with a smile and a shrug.

"and who I (hopefully) won't accidentally mind control"

"I'm sure that won't happen again. I mean, there are probably blocks and stuff in your mind to make certain of that, right? So you've got nothing to worry about!" she said cheerfully, trying to be reassuring.

"yeah, me and Ms Jones went into my mindscape and I dropped a mountain on the bit that represented my psionic power, I have a homuclous on my arm that dispenses a calming potion if my emotions go out of control, and I have a mandatory meditation class and a weekly visit with Mis Jones for a checkup.... I forget when that's supposed to be...."

"Outside of space and time? Yeah, that's definitely far away," Ginni said, shaking her head.

"And hooves are nothing like heels! Way less stable. I guess I'll figure it out eventually though. Anyways, I kinda need to sit down now, so we're heading to the waiting room. You can join us or we can catch up later....there's some things we're definitely going to need to talk about," she added, suddenly more serious. "But I don't think it's anything that can't wait until after we've both had some rest."

"less stable? I've seen goats climb things I've never seen someone in unenchanted high heals climb"

Ghalen is able to dodge the laser, but that causes him to step into the middle of a group of machine bugs who all try to electrocute him.
Electricity damage:10d6
Fort save for half. DC 27

1d20 + 24 ⇒ (7) + 24 = 31

Looks around, as the lights brighten...
"Is that normal?" he asks.

Looks around, as the lights brighten...

"Is that normal?" he asks.

The light effect was specific to Serrin. The lights remained the same. She is just perceiving them differently. She should probably invest in sunglasses. Light sensitivity is no fun. ;)

Ginni wrote:

"Outside of space and time? Yeah, that's definitely far away," Ginni said, shaking her head.

"And hooves are nothing like heels! Way less stable. I guess I'll figure it out eventually though. Anyways, I kinda need to sit down now, so we're heading to the waiting room. You can join us or we can catch up later....there's some things we're definitely going to need to talk about," she added, suddenly more serious. "But I don't think it's anything that can't wait until after we've both had some rest."

"less stable? I've seen goats climb things I've never seen someone in unenchanted high heals climb"

She snorted. "Last time I checked, goats have four legs. Trust me, it makes a difference."

"yeah, me and Ms Jones went into my mindscape and I dropped a mountain on the bit that represented my psionic power, I have a homuclous on my arm that dispenses a calming potion if my emotions go out of control, and I have a mandatory meditation class and a weekly visit with Mis Jones for a checkup.... I forget when that's supposed to be...."

Andromeda pulled a datapad out of a pocket that from the outside looked too small to hold it. "If you have one of these, you can just check your calendar and it will remind you of when your appointment is. A lot of people still haven't figured out how to use all the functions on these things, so they don't necessarily know that the datapads are good for more than sending messages."

"Given that I've never been a goat I can't refute that" he chuckles

"Wait these things can message people?"

narrator wrote:

Ghalen is able to dodge the laser, but that causes him to step into the middle of a group of machine bugs who all try to electrocute him.
Electricity damage:10d6
Fort save for half. DC 27

1d20+24

Ghalen has stalwart, so he wont take damage on a save.

Well, that's good anyways.:)

"Wait these things can message people?"

Andromeda looks at him in disbelief. "How did you not know that? Yeah, they can message other people who have one of these. It only works as far as Kuros, and the signal is spotty that far from the school, but on school grounds it works just fine."

Djalos's datapad beeps as a message arrives.

Djalos inhales slightly, as Keme can detect a slight buzzing from one of Djalos' cufflinks. "Good. That's... that's purpose. It will take my mind off of things. Yes." He gets up and straightens his uniform, before sliding his fingers across the cufflink.

"I thought it just stored documents"

Ace looks up where he was playing with Squeaky and her bone "I was once. A goat, that is" He says completely serious.

"what..." arthur says blankly, apparently just having noticed that ace was there

Man, how oblivious can you be if you managed to miss a guy playing with a hyperactive, jumpy puppy?!?

I know they say 'love is blind' but I don't think that's supposed to be literal, lol :p

The cafeteria suddenly feels uncomfortably and unnaturally bright.

Yelping in pain, the shadowbird instinctively surrounds herself with a globe of shadows, hoping to block out the bight light.

Lyn, could you re-link the map? Or even better, add it to the info?

::"Alev, you cover the left hand side, I'll take the right. Try to be as quick as possible, so we can rejoin the rest of the group."::

1d20 + 18 ⇒ (13) + 18 = 31 Perception 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29 Fly

Man, how oblivious can you be if you managed to miss a guy playing with a hyperactive, jumpy puppy?!?

I know they say 'love is blind' but I don't think that's supposed to be literal, lol :p

it's more that he wrote you off as inconsequential (no offense ment) but now that you're talking and claim to have once been a goat that makes you somewhat interesting

Al'rqyq mn Al'kwabys wrote:

Looks around, as the lights brighten...

"Is that normal?" he asks.

The light effect was specific to Serrin. The lights remained the same. She is just perceiving them differently. She should probably invest in sunglasses. Light sensitivity is no fun. ;)

Sorry, didn't catch that. Disregard!

The laser suddenly tilted over, its blade cutting off abruptly as Elektra sliced through it with a lightning blade, revealing a large group of bugs that had been hiding behind it.
"Ummm......I think this might be a good time for a tactical retreat," she said nervously.

He nods

A flashback

Monday

Ace, still reeling from the events of the past couple of days, was sitting in his room. He needed some quite, alone time. Well, mostly alone as Squeaky, the puppy who he had saved on the side of the road, and who had survived the slaughter that also included Kitty's murder, was happily chewing on a stuffed toy Ace had picked up from some place or another.

Sitting there, watching the barely two month old dog, the young man was deeply troubled. So much innocent life had been lost, and they had no idea why. Or who for that matter, which was even worse. At least if they knew who, Ace could vent his frustrations via a good old fashion ass kicking.

Squeaky, sensing her 'human' was distraught, hoped into his lap, and began to playfully lick his face. Of course, Ace couldn't help but laugh, as the puppy's tongue definitely tickled. He grabbed her up in a big hug, when suddenly, an idea popped into his head. A way to make things at least a little better. He would need a lot of help, but fortunately for the charismatic young man, he was friends with all the right people.

Late that night, after everybody else had more or less gone to bed, including most of the staff, a meeting was held in Ace's room. Thankfully, due to him having a single, and the school willing to increase the size temporarily, everybody was comfortable and had plenty of room.

As Ace laid out his plan, each of those present smiled in varying degrees. After all, the one they were going to help meant a lot several of them, and even those who weren't close saw the value of helping a student who had lost so much.

Early the next morning, as the sun was just starting to creep up over the horizon, three messages were sent to family members who could help. Then, as the day officially dawned yet with hours before classes would begin, a group exited the school, and roamed the grounds. It wasn't easy, and it took time, but with each success, their hope that this would actually work grew. It helped that most had some affinity for this sort of thing, but even those who didn't made up for it in sheer determination.

Soon, it was time for breakfast and then classes. Yet, even though many had other things to take up their down time, each found a least an hour or two each day to head back outside, and continue their plan.

Throughout the week, deliveries were made, and while normally little escapes those who attend Avalon, none knew about them save who were supposed to. Of course, it helped when you had the Headmaster himself on your side.

By afternoon on Friday, everything was almost ready, though there was still one more delivery to be made. It would be here soon, however, so Ace wasn't worried. His datapad would alert him once it arrived, and then the surprise could be revealed.

Dun dun DUUUNNNN!

"We could maybe do name tags for the party. We're still pretty early in the school year and there's always new people showing up, so not everyone will know each other."

He takes a swig of his drink as Dave expresses his issues. It had been a problem, but he felt it was well, if not a little excessively, dealt with.
Still, he realizes it was going to take a while for Dave to trust himself again. Not only that, but the catfolk realized he wasn't exactly making it any easier his friend by letting his feelings get in the way. He shook his head, trying to clear the thoughts away. Someone had to stay positive.

"Oh, I didn't know everyone could do that, either. I thought it was just me and... I think his name is Fei."

The cat focuses on Andromeda's data pad for a moment and his eyes look odd for a moment as he sort of stares into space for a moment. Then her data pad registers a new message consisting of a looping animation of a tuxedo patterned cat saying "Hi" in a text bubble and a new contact for Tybalt Baneko like any other datapad.

Djalos inhales slightly, as Keme can detect a slight buzzing from one of Djalos' cufflinks. "Good. That's... that's purpose. It will take my mind off of things. Yes." He gets up and straightens his uniform, before sliding his fingers across the cufflink.

** spoiler omitted **

"We could maybe do name tags for the party. We're still pretty early in the school year and there's always new people showing up, so not everyone will know each other."

He takes a swig of his drink as Dave expresses his issues. It had been a problem, but he felt it was well, if not a little excessively, dealt with.
Still, he realizes it was going to take a while for Dave to trust himself again. Not only that, but the catfolk realized he wasn't exactly making it any easier his friend by letting his feelings get in the way. He shook his head, trying to clear the thoughts away. Someone had to stay positive.

"Oh, I didn't know everyone could do that, either. I thought it was just me and... I think his name is Fei."

The cat focuses on Andromeda's data pad for a moment and his eyes look odd for a moment as he sort of stares into space for a moment. Then her data pad registers a new message consisting of a looping animation of a tuxedo patterned cat saying "Hi" in a text bubble and a new contact for Tybalt Baneko like any other datapad.

"I wasn't aware of Fei having any particular technical expertise," she said, looking confused.

narrator wrote:

The cafeteria suddenly feels uncomfortably and unnaturally bright.

Yelping in pain, the shadowbird instinctively surrounds herself with a globe of shadows, hoping to block out the bight light.

"Well, that's a start, but let's see if we can't improve on that, shall we? Say, somewhere that isn't in the middle of a brightly lit room?" She could clearly hear the testy sounding voice, but no one else around her seemed to be aware of it at all.

adon looks around, and takes out his own pad. Before he turns it on, he pauses, and sings, seeing his reflection on the blank screen. He sorta waves a finger in front of the screen as he looks at it. He just shakes his head and puts it away again, shuddering.

Startled by the voice, Serrin looks around for the speaker. Not seeing anybody near her, she tentatively replies "Uh. W-who are you? And S-sure?" "Oh gods, I hope this isn't some creepy stalker trying to lure me outside or something" She thinks, rather nervously.

"It's a machine he has in his head, Fei has one too, though I think his foes other stuff too"

Djalos leaves without a word.

"We could maybe do name tags for the party. We're still pretty early in the school year and there's always new people showing up, so not everyone will know each other"

forgot to respond to this too"who'd show up to a party they knew no one at though"

"One of my friends gave me this thing before he... left. It keeps people from messing with my head and I can think-talk to some kinds of machines. I got it when I got hurt kinda bad and he helped fix me with this machine and put the machine thing in my head. And a think a week ago, Fei kinda blew up and when he helped put him back together, he gave him a machine thing too. I've had mine for longer, but I think his is more complicated. Or he just uses it more. Either way, it works kinds like the tablet things you guys have. I can get messages from those and send them. It's pretty helpful, but sometimes I can't help but feel... weird about having it. I dunno. And a have no idea like how it works, just like what I can do with it."

He does his best to explain, but he doesn't fully get most of the whole story and it's not like it's simple to start with.

"Come to think of it, Shiny, if we ask Mels, she could probably use that pen he gave you to boost the power in your data pad."

"Why does my tablet need more power?"

Startled by the voice, Serrin looks around for the speaker. Not seeing anybody near her, she tentatively replies "Uh. W-who are you? And S-sure?" "Oh gods, I hope this isn't some creepy stalker trying to lure me outside or something" She thinks, rather nervously.

The voice sighed. "We'll get to that. First, you get out of the light. Then with the talking. Honestly, I never had this trouble with the last one. He was perfectly happy to go find a closet to hide in at the drop of a hat, so to speak. Now if he'd only followed my other direction. It was such a simple directive. Don't die. Is that really so much to ask?" It went on in a pained, grumpy tone.

** spoiler omitted **

Djalos leaves without a word.

"Ooookay. Find someone with worse social skills than me. Check," Keme muttered, shaking his head. "And here I was expecting it to actually be a challenge."

Inside the magical world of Agartha is a school. A very special school for teaching gifted youngsters to control their abilities. Another school year has just begun and things are as always interesting, chaotic, and occasionally out of control...

You forgot potentially fatal. Especially if/when Ryo reveals a 7-year secret! 0_0

You forgot potentially fatal. Especially if/when Ryo reveals a 7-year secret! 0_0

There's an ointment for that. Here ya go, zippy.

Doc Zeppler's got your back! ;)

Way to break the tension there Doc...

Checkin' in...

Here's what I've got so far. Yeah, pretty much nothing stat-wise. The repeating ballista is a prototype, and extremely fragile.

Way to break the tension there Doc...

He's taking over again. Be afraid....

Oops...

*glares at Zeppler*

I will never understand your attempts at humor...;P

You forgot potentially fatal. Especially if/when Ryo reveals a 7-year secret! 0_0

Only seven years? hmmm....that does limit the possibilities....

"So," she said, carelessly tucking a screwdriver behind her ear, "how many students do I get this term? I'm really looking forward to this." ^.^

*glares at Zeppler*

I will never understand your attempts at humor...;P

But the simple fact that you keep trying to warms this lonely halfling's heart... ;D

Still trying to figure out an actual race for Marra but I'm here! I'm leaning a bit more towards my combined Warforged/Earth Elemental type being idea unless anyone has some other cool suggestion. and if taht does not work i'm cool with being an Oread. Otherwise I also need some help with a class I suppose since nothing really seems to fit the style I want with Marra.

Don't worry about them then. Make up a race. Forget class levels and make stuff up as you go along(Ryo was a Seer and a Cardcaster, neither of which had classes at the time, though Oracle could fit now. I'm still not going to stat him out yet!).

Still trying to figure out an actual race for Marra but I'm here! I'm leaning a bit more towards my combined Warforged/Earth Elemental type being idea unless anyone has some other cool suggestion. and if taht does not work i'm cool with being an Oread. Otherwise I also need some help with a class I suppose since nothing really seems to fit the style I want with Marra.

If you go for warforged be prepared to fend off tinkering attempts. ^.^

(Don't let that discourage you...more o a friendly heads up.) :D

As for the class thing....I ended up using a mish mash. I went with monk as the base cause that had most of the right feel, but pared off some monk abilities and added in the rock stuff as spell-like abilities. The spell transmute rock to mud and vice versa and the psionic powers involving telekinesis make a good base to give you some idea of what you could expect to be transforming/ tossing around at what level. I don't think per day limits are really fitting with the earthbender theme, so don't worry about that.

Don't worry about them then. Make up a race. Forget class levels and make stuff up as you go along(Ryo was a Seer and a Cardcaster, neither of which had classes at the time, though Oracle could fit now. I'm still not going to stat him out yet!).

And yes, this. Don't sweat the details. It's important to give yourself limits, but don't get too hung up about it.

Marra Ironbound wrote:

Still trying to figure out an actual race for Marra but I'm here! I'm leaning a bit more towards my combined Warforged/Earth Elemental type being idea unless anyone has some other cool suggestion. and if taht does not work i'm cool with being an Oread. Otherwise I also need some help with a class I suppose since nothing really seems to fit the style I want with Marra.

If you go for warforged be prepared to fend off tinkering attempts. ^.^

(Don't let that discourage you...more o a friendly heads up.) :D

As for the class thing....I ended up using a mish mash. I went with monk as the base cause that had most of the right feel, but pared off some monk abilities and added in the rock stuff as spell-like abilities. The spell transmute rock to mud and vice versa and the psionic powers involving telekinesis make a good base to give you some idea of what you could expect to be transforming/ tossing around at what level. I don't think per day limits are really fitting with the earthbender theme, so don't worry about that.

The reason I said Warforged was more because I intended her to be a sort of metal on the outside, rock on the inside type of creature and Warforged are the best thing I could think of that are sentient hehe people can TRY tinkering with her, they just best be prepared for a paunch to the face xD!

As for the class stuff that actually sounds pretty good, not exactly sure how far I'll be able to go with it at whatever level i'm allowed to be but if anything I'll probably be told no if I try something waaaaay out of my power league xD and just fix it(or perhaps fail spectacularly which could end up being far more fun hehe)

For Krays I was thinking I don;t even really need to take True Necro levels, as the "feel" is pretty well covered by the oracle mystery and the undead bloodline from sorceror. I'm still gonna choose some feats and spells from Libris Mortis...that stuff is full of flavorful win.

The reason I said Warforged was more because I intended her to be a sort of metal on the outside, rock on the inside type of creature and Warforged are the best thing I could think of that are sentient hehe people can TRY tinkering with her, they just best be prepared for a paunch to the face xD!

As for the class stuff that actually sounds pretty good, not exactly sure how far I'll be able to go with it at whatever level i'm allowed to be but if anything I'll probably be told no if I try something waaaaay out of my power league xD and just fix it(or perhaps fail spectacularly which could end up being far more fun hehe)

If you have access to the Advanced Bestiary from Green Ronin, you should check out the metal-clad template. You could apply that to an Oread and get what you're looking for with that possibly...

[EDIT:] Good News - someone over at the Pathfinder OGC site has actually converted the template. Check it out here for some possible inspiration. :)

If you have access to the Advanced Bestiary from Green Ronin, you should check out the metal-clad template. You could apply that to an Oread and get what you're looking for with that possibly...

[EDIT:] Good News - someone over at the Pathfinder OGC site has actually converted the template. Check it out here for some possible inspiration. :)

Awesome :D I think I'll do as you mentioned and go Ionclad Oread but I'm just gonna call it a Ironbound which shall be her last name and race. ^_^

Awesome :D I think I'll do as you mentioned and go Ionclad Oread but I'm just gonna call it a Ironbound which shall be her last name and race. ^_^

Sounds good! Glad I was able to find that.

And while I'm thinking about it, here are some sites to reference for quick access to core rules and ideas that could help everybody:

Pathfinder OGC

Pathfinder Database

The Pathfinder Wiki

The Archives of Nethys

And now back to RL work before I get concussed.... (o.O)

W0000t! Hi everybody! *'Sima waves shyly*

W0000t! Hi everybody! *'Sima waves shyly*

Vakkler jumps. "Watch it, kid!" he snaps. "Running around like that will lead to fatalities!"

Nasima sort of ducks, chagrined, and immediately stops waving her hand and slowly pulls it back down to her side. She doesn't move anything except her eyes, which slowly scan back and forth to see if anyone spotted her faux pas. She gives a tight and embarrassed little smile as her cheeks flush.

Thunder can be heard in the distance.

Nasima sort of ducks, chagrined, and immediately stops waving her hand and slowly pulls it back down to her side. She doesn't move anything except her eyes, which slowly scan back and forth to see if anyone spotted her faux pas. She gives a tight and embarrassed little smile as her cheeks flush from embarrassment.

Thunder can be heard in the distance.

The kobold glances towards the sound, and looks similarly abashed. He coughs. "Well, I suppose you're entitled to a little frivolity. Go on, wave and bounce as much as you like."

Added a bit more to Marra's profile ^_^ (and by a bit more I mean actually added something lol!)

'Sima's eyes go wide at the sound of thunder, especially since it's a gloriously sunny day outside. Oh no, not now, not HIM, not on the first day!
"hnnnnn...haaaaaaaa...hnnnnn...hhhaaaaaa" The teen closes her eyes and tucks her legs up into lotus position and begins breathing deeply in an effort to regain calm. If that was just some weather-kid or something pranking his friends I am gonna be SO embarrassed...

ok...giving it more thought...
I'm thinking something more like a mix between a summoner a sorc and an oracle...
mystery and bloodline abilities from bone oracle and undead sorc, spells from both sources, and undead summon SLAs and a beefed up undead pet...
Kinda like a necromancer from EQ2...

is this over the top?

EDIT: How do we do gear?

If the story is we're gifted youngsters that are mechanicly teens level in power, it'd make sense to not have much gear...

'Sima's eyes go wide at the sound of thunder, especially since it's a gloriously sunny day outside. Oh no, not now, not HIM, not on the first day!

"hnnnnn...haaaaaaaa...hnnnnn...hhhaaaaaa" The teen closes her eyes and tucks her legs up into lotus position and begins breathing deeply in an effort to regain calm. If that was just some weather-kid or something pranking his friends I am gonna be SO embarrassed...

"I find that the cafeteria is a better place to meditate. There's this one spot nobody sits in cause Jimmy rigged the ventilation system for a prank and now nobody can fix it...well, they made the stink go away, but it still blows cold air right there....anyways, that's where I go when I need some alone time. So, you know, if you..uh, need to use it sometimes...that's uh, okay with me," she finished, suddenly staring at her feet and wishing she could just stop talking.

ok...giving it more thought...

I'm thinking something more like a mix between a summoner a sorc and an oracle...
mystery and bloodline abilities from bone oracle and undead sorc, spells from both sources, and undead summon SLAs and a beefed up undead pet...
Kinda like a necromancer from EQ2...

is this over the top?

EDIT: How do we do gear?

If the story is we're gifted youngsters that are mechanicly teens level in power, it'd make sense to not have much gear...

Let's see...how do we do gear? Ummm.....mostly we make stuff up. Seriously if there's something you need for your character concept then you have it, within reason, use your good judgement. But don't worry about being tricked out. You are in a school after all. :)

As for over the top....that's what this game is for. :)
Give yourself reasonable limits, but cool factor always wins here.

Marra lets out a sigh as she opens her eyes to look at the others in the general area, she had been getting a bit of rest after working out earlier but the talking was far to frequent now for her to stay asleep. "Whats going on?" She asks as she pulls herself to her feet as she casts an annoyed look upon any in the area.

Nasima's eyes snap open. "Oh I wasn't...er..." well maybe i was meditating, good a word as any I guess that's a kind of 'deep thinking' or something i think right? "I don't wanna take your spot, I mean, that'ssuperniceofyou! Thank you! But...well if it's yours...uh...I'm Nasima by the way." Not knowing what else to do, and feeling completely stupid the whole while, 'Sima extends her hand. Shadows move on her chestnut skin like clouds over mountains, part of why she always wears sneakers, socks, pants, long-sleeve mock turtlenecks with arm warmers underneath to help cover her hands, and has her cloud-white hair in her face. Unfortunately her lineage means that various winds are constantly blowing her hair all over the place, but she can mostly keep it in her face if she concentrates.

"I'm from the Air plane." She winces. oh and that didn't sound moronic at all "I mean, not AN airplane, but the Plane of Air. Sort of an intersection of it really, but, uh, but where are you from?"

I suppose I shouldn't be IC'ing it up in this joint. Can't resist. :-p

I suppose I shouldn't be IC'ing it up in this joint. Can't resist. :-p

Addictive ain't it? :)

We can copy and paste and finish that little exchange when the actual IC thread gets started. :)

It's a common occurrence, entering an IC conversation while on the Discussion Thread. I personally don't see it as a problem, since it gives people eager to roleplay a chance to do so, without pressuring others to finish quickly.

Vakkler watches the exchange from a distance. "I aught to demand a raise..." he mutters.

Nasima Shearskye wrote:

I suppose I shouldn't be IC'ing it up in this joint. Can't resist. :-p

Addictive ain't it? :)

When you've got great RP'ers around it sure is. ^_^

We can copy and paste and finish that little exchange when the actual IC thread gets started. :)

Word up.

It's a common occurrence, entering an IC conversation while on the Discussion Thread. I personally don't see it as a problem, since it gives people eager to roleplay a chance to do so, without pressuring others to finish quickly.

Vakkler watches the exchange from a distance. "I aught to demand a raise..." he mutters.

It's not that. Ephebe's difficulty making friend is a bit of a plot point. Realized I needed to save this bit for the start of the game.:)

Vakkler Relkav wrote:

It's a common occurrence, entering an IC conversation while on the Discussion Thread. I personally don't see it as a problem, since it gives people eager to roleplay a chance to do so, without pressuring others to finish quickly.

Vakkler watches the exchange from a distance. "I aught to demand a raise..." he mutters.

It's not that. Ephebe's difficulty making friend is a bit of a plot point. Realized I needed to save this bit for the s[art of the game.:)

Ah, I remember. Alright, then.

Vakkler, we have a request from someone wishing to play a janitor. You okay with going more the gamekeeper/teacher route? Don't want to step on your toes with concept. I gave a tentative okay, but I can try to steer things another direction if you object.

Vakkler, we have a request from someone wishing to play a janitor. You okay with going more the gamekeeper/teacher route? Don't want to step on your toes with concept. I gave a tentative okay, but I can try to steer things another direction if you object.

That's fine. I actually preferred Vakkler be a gamekeeper than a janitor.

lynora wrote:

Vakkler, we have a request from someone wishing to play a janitor. You okay with going more the gamekeeper/teacher route? Don't want to step on your toes with concept. I gave a tentative okay, but I can try to steer things another direction if you object.

That's fine. I actually preferred Vakkler be a gamekeeper than a janitor.

Cool. I just wanted to make sure. Then I will tell the other potential new person that their concept is solid. :)

Just wanted to pop in and say Cyra's concept is race succubus / class undecided.

Just wanted to pop in and say Cyra's concept is race succubus / class undecided.

Well, that should be interesting. :)

succubus

Oh come on! I just got rid of one not two months ago! Does Uncle just say "Oh, that's a neat name, I think I'll invite them to the school!"

Referencing a story I wrote set in Agartha, where a succubus was part of a group trying to kidnap Kamenwati near the end. I'm actually fine with it.

"If Uncle limited enrollment only to those we hadn't picked a fight with at some point, brother dear, the school would be empty." ;P

And that, sister dear, is where you would be wrong! The succubus I got rid of was not a student! I was simply stating that Uncle seems to just let all kinds of megalomaniacs into the school!

I know, ironic as it may be, that it is not that boring here!

Yes, Tare, but I didn't say she was a student. I was simply commenting on the fact that over the years I think one or the other of us has picked a fight with practically everything at one time or another. And admit it, you love how not boring it is here. :)

[Sigh...]

Things were much easier back then, when everything was boring for me, no matter what it was... *far off look*

But I wouldn't change for all the Inner World. Don't worry big sister, you'll know what I mean one day. ;)

I said 'demon-ridden'. I actually said it...

A grey-robed kobold walks in, looking down at his papers...he is followed by a slightly larger individual, wearing a hooded cloak, packed to the hilt like a mule. He mumbles to himself with a confused look on his face...then notices others around him. He strightens up a bit, clears his throat, then...

Draconic Umm...excuse me. Does anyone know where the dorms are?