“Hmmm.” Roland says, tapping a finger against his lips. “Maybe I should learn some illusion magic and use it to make myself more presentable when introducing myself. Perhaps my being an angel is something that has to be gently told to folks instead of wearing it on my sleeve….or maybe what is happening is….”
He turns to Phaezeriel and Jiminy and smiles widely at them.
“Is there something stuck in my teeth?” He asks.
“Hmmm.” Roland says, tapping a finger against his lips. “Maybe I should learn some illusion magic and use it to make myself more presentable when introducing myself. Perhaps my being an angel is something that has to be gently told to folks instead of wearing it on my sleeve….or maybe what is happening is….”He turns to Phaezeriel and Jiminy and smiles widely at them.
“Is there something stuck in my teeth?” He asks.
Jiminy laughed. "Don't worry about it Roland. They'll get used to you. Take it from someone who's tried, hiding what you are is a bad idea in the long term."
"And yeah, you've got an enormous piece of spinach in your teeth," he said with a wink.
Skivven about faces to the new arrival, always ready to put a good face toward a new custo... friend, that's what he meant, friend. He casually sidesteps around Casseus, putting himself between the angel and the unnerved fiend.
Hello! New students and recruits, just arrived, not even unpacked yet. Skivven can make you disguise potions for going to town or such.
"Well,briquettes are delicious. But not terribly nutritious, even for us. Fieri is prone to stress eating? It sounds like this is a new problem from how you said that," he asked, a bit concerned.
"She's just been craving the charcoal, we've talked and it's nothing to worry about. A few of the students get weird cravings occasionally, so this isn't abnormal."
Jiminy laughed. "Don't worry about it Roland. They'll get used to you. Take it from someone who's tried, hiding what you are is a bad idea in the long term.""And yeah, you've got an enormous piece of spinach in your teeth," he said with a wink.
“Dammit!” Roland declares as he picks the spinach out. “My smile is always getting ruined, and also, I hate spinach, when was I eating it?” His eyes narrow as he tries to recall but despite having a nearly eidetic memory, he can’t.
Finishing with his teeth he says. “Thanks Jiminy, you are right, it is prolly better to just be myself in the long run. It can kinda hurt when people just don’t seem to like you right off the bat before they know you but it is just that good old problem with preconceptions, I get it, all of us here have been on the receiving end of that, I’m sure, and we all also have to work to break it on our side as well.”
Skivven about faces to the new arrival, always ready to put a good face toward a new custo... friend, that's what he meant, friend. He casually sidesteps around Casseus, putting himself between the angel and the unnerved fiend.
Hello! New students and recruits, just arrived, not even unpacked yet. Skivven can make you disguise potions for going to town or such.
“Really!” Roland says, rubbing his chin in interest. “I brought a thousand platinum with me when I joined the school and I still have it, what other goods and services do you offer?”
"She is, I can assure you of that. Do you know why she was removed from the records?"
"He's a good boy. The Student Council president, actually. He's got a strange sense of humor, and isn't above pulling pranks, but he's gotten pretty responsible lately. I couldn't think of a better suitor for your daughter. Once the event is over, I'll introduce you to him so you can form your own opinion."
The Headmaster stands and returns the bow.
"You are quite welcome. And thank you, for Fieri. She's a wonderful student and a wonderful person. I doubt she got that from her mother."
Skivven's smile broadens to its rodenty fullist.
Skivven's producer of alchemicals, potions, rune spells, and scrolls of great variety. Always good to have handy magics in a pinch. If Skivven not know something you want, Skivven is glad to learn!
Skivven's smile broadens to its rodenty fullist.
Skivven's producer of alchemicals, potions, rune spells, and scrolls of great variety. Always good to have handy magics in a pinch. If Skivven not know something you want, Skivven is glad to learn!
“Hmmm.” Roland says. “Not sure exactly what I want. I am very interested in things that can produce illusions and also items that can summon creatures or conjure materials, do you have any items like that?”
Skivven has potions on hand to mirror the drinker, make them invisible, or disguise them as another, and avoid magical detections. Skivven has one type of potion to summon swarms, spiders cheaply or more expensive wasps. Skivven likes that elixir, not taste bad going down, tickles on way up. Skivven could make scrolls and runes for dark grasping things, but Skivven need a few hours for those.
Skivven has potions on hand to mirror the drinker, make them invisible, or disguise them as another, and avoid magical detections. Skivven has one type of potion to summon swarms, spiders cheaply or more expensive wasps. Skivven likes that elixir, not taste bad going down, tickles on way up. Skivven could make scrolls and runes for dark grasping things, but Skivven need a few hours for those.
“Very cool.” Roland responds. “May I purchase one potion each of invisibility, mirror, disguise and spider swarm? If I have enough money left over perhaps I could get a scroll to summon the dark graspers as well?”
If used for the war game, Skivven will right off as 'school supplies.' If you need them after that, then we'll make deals.
The Ratling opens his oversized pack and pulls a display box from the main compartment, selecting three stoppered and marked vials, while his tail fishes around inside his coat, producing the fourth. He presents the collection to the angel
After Skivven gets assigned a work space, Skivven will have the scroll done by sundown.
If used for the war game, Skivven will right off as 'school supplies.' If you need them after that, then we'll make deals.
The Ratling opens his oversized pack and pulls a display box from the main compartment, selecting three stoppered and marked vials, while his tail fishes around inside his coat, producing the fourth. He presents the collection to the angel
After Skivven gets assigned a work space, Skivven will have the scroll done by sundown.
“Cool man, sounds like a deal.” Roland agrees, accepting the items. “I foresee definitely having some shopping to do with you in the future.”
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Mountain/Forest Path
Anthony should have waited. At the range he was at, he hadn't been able to do more than graze one of the people. He had to dodge an arrow and what looked like a really big badger. He kept running along the trees and taking shots whenever he could, hoping to keep alive long enough for reinforcement.
Why had he been so stupid? He couldn't handle a group on his own in broad daylight! Every shot of his let them know where he was, and the attacks kept getting closer... He skidded to a stop in front of someone up in the trees and sighed in relief.
"Thank Tapio you're here!" He ignored Nova hissing. "We've got people from another kingdom trying to get through!"
"I know." The teen replied as his hands twisted out a spell. "I'm one of them."
A hairy sniffling youth with feral features comes sniffing his way up the path towards the front of the Academy. So many smells mixing and mashing. What is ahead, oh what could be happening? Curious, curious. Yes, yes indeed. Could it turn out that they have what I need?
Tyga approaches one of the side walls and leaps up onto the top of it. before looking around to see what is going on in the school grounds. Despite the cold weather he wears little in the way of clothing. A simple loincloth and two thick heavy-looking bracers are his only accoutrement. He sniffs the air while he is perched searching for clues as to what is inside the big stone house.
Watches the exchange with Skivven and Roland with some interest...
"You're not gonna get all smite happy, then I take it. Although I'd be curious to see your sword. You're all supposed to have firey swords..."
He says to Roland.
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Watches the exchange with Skivven and Roland with some interest...
"You're not gonna get all smite happy, then I take it. Although I'd be curious to see your sword. You're all supposed to have firey swords..."
He says to Roland.
“Nah man, that ain’t me.” Roland replies. “And I don’t really use weapons, not because I don’t know how, but more because I am more of a lover than a fighter. By the way, that is the biggest revolver I have ever seen, it looks master crafted too. Who made it? May I examine it? I’ve always had an interest in guns.”
"Uhh...sure, I guess. I made it. I didn't enchant it though."
He holds it out for Roland to look at it, but does not hand it to him.
"Uhh...sure, I guess. I made it. I didn't enchant it though."
He holds it out for Roland to look at it, but does not hand it to him.
Roland leans in close to look at it. “Damn, that really is a big gun, what caliber is it? I would hate to be on the receiving end of that, let’s agree never to get in a fight, shall we? If you are ever upset with me give me a chance to talk with you about it, or at least give me the opportunity to run away….”
"It's a .75, I guess. I tooled it to be 3/4 of an inch in diameter. Yeah, it hurts. Chances are if you've made me angry enough to un-holster my pistol, the time for words is probably past. But, I s'pose since open warfare in a school is frowned upon, I can agree to not pick fights for no reason."
"It's a .75, I guess. I tooled it to be 3/4 of an inch in diameter. Yeah, it hurts. Chances are if you've made me angry enough to un-holster my pistol, the time for words is probably past. But, I s'pose since open warfare in a school is frowned upon, I can agree to not pick fights for no reason."
"Well then, I will also endeavor to never upset you." Roland promises with a grin.
"I don't think we'll have any problems. You already hang out with a quasit, right?"
Mountain/Forest Path
Anthony should have waited. At the range he was at, he hadn't been able to do more than graze one of the people. He had to dodge an arrow and what looked like a really big badger. He kept running along the trees and taking shots whenever he could, hoping to keep alive long enough for reinforcement.
Why had he been so stupid? He couldn't handle a group on his own in broad daylight! Every shot of his let them know where he was, and the attacks kept getting closer... He skidded to a stop in front of someone up in the trees and sighed in relief.
"Thank Tapio you're here!" He ignored Nova hissing. "We've got people from another kingdom trying to get through!"
"I know." The teen replied as his hands twisted out a spell. "I'm one of them."
Soars above the desert, keeping an eye out for any trouble...
"I don't think we'll have any problems. You already hang out with a quasit, right?"
“Hehe, that and half of my friends and a girlfriend or three have been denizens of the lower planes.” Roland acknowledges with a wink.
"Oh man, you ain't kiddin. Succubi really enjoy their work..."
"Oh man, you ain't kiddin. Succubi really enjoy their work..."
Roland laughs out loud and enthusiastically nods his head in agreement.
Forest
::Hey, Phaeze, did anyone ever find out where Shara went? I know she went into the fortress. I thought maybe Bradley would have run into her by now. I was hoping I could talk to her now that she's hopefully calmed down.::
Forest
::Not that I am aware of.::
Not seeing anyone home, Tyga leaps down into the school grounds and goes to lay on the porch. He will remain there until someone appears, sunning himself.