The Avalon Chronicles

Game Master lynora

Tybalt upon departing from Adon's side in the infirmary went directly to his second class of the day, history of agartha. He notices someone familiar come in a little late. Johnny. Tybalt waves himer over to an empty place beside him. "Sup bro you ok now?"

Dave places his hand on her shoulder, the flame grows slightly larger "better?" He asks with a smile.

The tension drains out of her. "Much," she purred. And then blushed. "Umm....that's enough though."

Speech class was so dull at least music class was better. The first day had been mostly everyone playing a sound on an instrument of there choice. He was guessing that the point was to gauge the skill level of each of the students. Once it was his turn he played a soothing melody. The hole class became enamored by the sounds till The teacher and 4 other student became invisible. Dom couldn't even tell his bardic music had activated as he had let himself become absorbed into the music.

"I'm here, among other reasons, to learn new abilities. I have heard much about the iconic Druidic bond with animals, and was wondering if you could help me create one myself. I have always been fond of wolves, though I realize that might be hard to find here. Ravens points to the ones that line his staff and coyotes are near to my heart as well"

"Well....I can try to help. I'm still learning myself. I ended up with five animal companions instead of one...and they're shinobi squirrels....I'm quite certain this is not normal...But I will try my hardest to help you in your endeavor," she said with her trademark unrelenting cheerfulness.

Tybalt upon departing from Adon's side in the infirmary went directly to his second class of the day, history of agartha. He notices someone familiar come in a little late. Johnny. Tybalt waves himer over to an empty place beside him. "Sup bro you ok now?"

Johnny see Tybalt and gos over to the offered sait , talking it s/he says

'Ye just a bit beat up but feeling better now I know Alons all right he had me worried there . Did your record this? what did I miss"

Johnny gets s/he history book out and starts to speed scan it by hand.

Dave also blushes and hastily removes his hand "right, er anytime.." He pulls out a pad of paper and pen from his satchel bag, and sets it in front of him ready for class to start, taking notes when it does.

Unless Professor Yrrum decides to torment them on the first day, I don't have anything specific planned for alchemy class.

"Ya it's really very interesting to me I love stories the more fanciful the better this days been mostly about the very beginning and how the dragons made this place." if this iss ok dont wanna assume stuff is there a pc or dmpc to teach this? he has no paper or notes on the desk or anything for that matter.

Nope. I like to instill a sense of false security in the new test subjects.

Nope. I like to instill a sense of false security in the new test subjects.

Dave is fairly paranoid so that whole "false sense of security thing" yeah, for example he permananced both detect and sense poison (sense is the psion version) even though he is immune to poison, he is also carrying scrolls of a few emergancy spells he can't cast like neutrolize poison for example, and yes I remember your rant about things technically not being poisonous, that was just an example

Ace flashes her a big grin "Thanks Kitty. I think I could probably duplicate the ability, but I do not want to do so without having the proper knowledge on how to take care of the animal. Hence why I am in this class, and I am sure Botany will be of some use as well"

He looks to the shinobi squirrels "Perhaps they aren't normal, but they are really cute"

She grinned. "I agree. And very helpful...some of the time. Oh! I beg your pardon! I am forgetting my manners," she said with a small bow. "This is Saki, Seiji, Chiyo, Kaori, and Kami." The shinobi squirrels each bowed in turn when their name was mentioned.

Roel rushed off to meditation.

"Geez, that was so inconvenient. hate falling apart, takes forever to get back together again. AND I melted the floor again. ug."

i think I'm here... he goes under the door instead of opening it, if it's closed.

just as a refresher, Krays is a medium sized kobold, about 5' or so.

He rsises a brow ridge at the mimicry, but doesn;t comment on it.
"Well, did he mention why you'd need independant study, or did you request something specific, Mr....?"

Heh. Krays is probably the only kobold that Kezzin has ever had to look up to. He probably will not like that. Maybe.

Kezzin looks at Krays for a moment, as if deciding something. My name is Kezzin. I am unsure why he directed me to you. Perhaps what I wrote on the registration form concerned him. Kezzin opens a small satchel he has been carrying today and hands a copy of the form to Krays.

Takes the note and reads it.
"A dragon trapped in a kobold's body? I think I know why he sent you to me. You clearly are larger than a normal kobold, and you have wings, and your ridges and claws are more draconic than normal.
This 'losing time' part concerns me though. Can you describe a bit of what happens? My wife has knowledge of time and it's nuances. I'd like her to hear this, if you feel ok telling the both of us."

Sun goes to the recess area looking for Ignace not finding her he goes to the school walls to find her and the arrows lead Sun to her working on her coat.

Sun goes in Ignace?, Lang has ahhh, had an incident and is resting now with the nurse. Professors says you can go and see him if you want to.
Sun looks at her trying to ask her to please go.

I am hoping that when he wakes up he see some familiar faces with him, ahhh. please?

Sun sits a moment hoping she will go but even if she decides to not go Sun will go an find Chara maybe she will go see him.

Johnny finishes speed reading the book , s/he had it in s/he lace now and skimmed over the audio s/he had missed wile doing it, then vastion, Finly looking at Tybalt ,

'cool' got it, just the introduction so far'

Johnny puts the book down.

'Wish they had a hub here, we could do this in a night '

Ace returns each bow in turn, smiling as he does so. "So whose the teacher for the Care class? Are you in it as well? I just kinda wandered in this direction, and saw you with the ninjastasitc little ones."

Kezzin glances from Ephebe to Krays and back again. I will try to describe it. I .. mmm .. black out? .. and when I am again aware of myself, the members of my former (said with MUCH bitterness) clan would be angry, sometimes hurt, sometimes dead, sometimes afraid. They say I disappear. That I am not there. That they remember me taking no part in what passes. But then they say I reappear and they suddenly remember that I did take part. That I was there all along. But they also remember that I did not. That I was not. I have no memories of the time I lose.

Kezzin again looks at Krays for a long moment, as if deciding something, glances at Ephebe, and takes a deep breath, They would not believe that I am what I say I am. They say I am cursed. They say that my lack of any magical ability, regardless of what the shamans said, was proof that I am cursed.

Kezzins mouth snaps shut as if he did not mean to say quite that much.

She looked up. "I am glad that he is going to be all right. I can sit with him. I will just take this with me."

She folded up the pieces of fabric she was working with and placed everything back in its box and then brought the box with her to the nurse's office where she sat and sewed while Lang slept.

Ace returns each bow in turn, smiling as he does so. "So whose the teacher for the Care class? Are you in it as well? I just kinda wandered in this direction, and saw you with the ninjastasitc little ones."

"Yep. I'm also in this class. Professor Ormarr is the teacher. Umm...you're not afraid of snakes are you? It's better if you're not."

Kezzin glances from Ephebe to Krays and back again. I will try to describe it. I .. mmm .. black out? .. and when I am again aware of myself, the members of my former (said with MUCH bitterness) clan would be angry, sometimes hurt, sometimes dead, sometimes afraid. They say I disappear. That I am not there. That they remember me taking no part in what passes. But then they say I reappear and they suddenly remember that I did take part. That I was there all along. But they also remember that I did not. That I was not. I have no memories of the time I lose.

Kezzin again looks at Krays for a long moment, as if deciding something, glances at Ephebe, and takes a deep breath, They would not believe that I am what I say I am. They say I am cursed. They say that my lack of any magical ability, regardless of what the shamans said, was proof that I am cursed.

Kezzins mouth snaps shut as if he did not mean to say quite that much.

"Okay, well, let me have a look then..." Her eyes change first to draconic then to pure purple black and a golden hourglass turns over in the place where a pupil should be. She shook her head, her eyes going back to normal.

"Oh, that is all kinds of wrong!"

"Well....your timeline is.....very long......and really screwy. Like you sometimes exist as two realities in one time stream, which just shouldn't even work."

Johnny finishes speed reading the book , s/he had it in s/he lace now and skimmed over the audio s/he had missed wile doing it, then vastion, Finly looking at Tybalt ,

'cool' got it, just the introduction so far'

Johnny puts the book down.

'Wish they had a hub here, we could do this in a night '

*blink* "what the what is a hub? Other than the middle of a wheel. You say the weirdest things sometimes. I guess alot of stuff I say doesn't make sense to you either though." He blinks for an instant and he now holds a large book as if it's not odd for him to have inexplicably acquired a book in a fraction of a second.

She looked up. "I am glad that he is going to be all right. I can sit with him. I will just take this with me."

She folded up the pieces of fabric she was working with and placed everything back in its box and then brought the box with her to the nurse's office where she sat and sewed while Lang slept.

Thank you

Sun goes out to the recess area to play with the kids in lang's class

"Nah, there isn't much I'm afraid of. Snakes are kinda cool actually"

*blink* "what the what is a hub? Other than the middle of a wheel. You say the weirdest things sometimes. I guess alot of stuff I say doesn't make sense to you either though." He blinks for an instant and he now holds a large book as if it's not odd for him to have inexplicably acquired a book in a fraction of a second.

“Not just say, Tybalt, do as well, i have no idea how you just did that with that book ”

"Oh this just poofed to the library I didn't know we had grabbed a book I didn't know existed and came back here in under a second. Not a big thing for me. It's a group of local myths and legends. I thought it'd be cool to read." He leafs through the book and starts to read one of the stories. He still carries the conversation while reading.
hey you just read that and I'm real lazy if you've got a story pm me maybe :p

not to be a rules lawyer... But don't you have to know where your teleporting to/from

if you can paint a mental picture of where you want you can geg there he wanted to be directly in front of an agarthan story book. If there isn't one you don't go anywhere. He's also been doing this (teleporting) for a very long time.

Is it 'teleport' or 'dimension door'? That might solve it. Teleport has specific rules about failure. Just throwing in my two bits of OOC!

“The library ? Thry have a library , where? Tybalt where.”

::“Storm, i need a small drone by lunch can you sort that, “::

::“yes but why?”::

::“tell ya later”::

Johnny smiles at Tybalt

“The library ? Thry have a library , where? Tybalt where.”

::[i ]“Storm, i need a small drone by lunch can you sort that, “[/Ii ]::

::[i ]“yes but why?”[/i ]::

::[i ]“tell ya later”[/i ]::

Johnny smiles at Tybalt

"Okay, well, let me have a look then..." Her eyes change first to draconic then to pure purple black and a golden hourglass turns over in the place where a pupil should be. She shook her head, her eyes going back to normal.

"Oh, that is all kinds of wrong!"

"Well....your timeline is.....very long......and really screwy. Like you sometimes exist as two realities in one time stream, which just shouldn't even work."

Kezzin's wings mantle slightly and with an irritated tone to his voice he snarls in draconic, through gritted teeth, Of course it it is long! I. Am. A. Dragon! After a moment, his gaze slides away from you and he looks out a window. In a quiet voice, speaking again in common, Sometimes my temper gets the better of me. That seems like an apology. Kind of. In an arrogant, draconic manner.

"Perhaps with some research though..." she adds, allowing herself to be roped into the discussion.

Since everyone else seemed momentarily at a loss as to how to continue, Tyrrin stepped towards Ori slightly, her movements sure and precise, almost calculated. "Professor, how much do you know about the spirit itself? As I'm sure you're aware, there are many types of spirit, and if we can narrow it down it would be much easier to deal with. Is it perhaps a Kami? Does it carry any weaknesses that you are aware of? Does it's strength wax and wane with any cycles? Lunar perhaps? Or seasonal?"

Tyrrin pauses, and glances at Anahita, once again taking stock of the young woman. There was... something that Tyrrin couldn't quite place about her. Some sort of... energy, perhaps. She then glances at the Headmaster, her brain working very quickly, taking all the facts from the current situation and piecing them together.

"Further... if we do not have the answer to these questions... it would be best if we had your direct supervision for this task Headmaster... as I assume you are here because you had to subdue this spirit? Could we not... release the spirit in a controlled manner, that we might study it? I believe this kind of study would be useful, even if we cannot determine exactly how to unbind it from Professor Reading, we may at least be able to placate it somewhat, or learn a better method of sealing it in the future." Tyrrin takes a breath after her long-winded monolongue, glancing at those present to see if her assertions were being well-taken.

"Do you have anything to add to that analysis? Professor Reading, Headmaster, Anahita?"

Ardiente had worked off some excess energy in Advanced Flight Training, using his bird form to full effect, dancing among the various manuveurs and drills that had been prepared for the class. It was a good way to calm his nerves, especially given that he wasn't sure he was prepared for the third class of the day: Evocation with Sorchan del Sol.

I realize David probably also has this class, but I'm putting this out there anyway, feel free to catch up to here when you are finished with your scene with Raelle.

Ardiente finds a seat quickly in the evocation classroom, near the back. Sorchan may notice (unless something otherwise occupies him), that Ardiente looks... if not sullen then at least deflated. A very drastic change from the exuberant young man he had met the previous day (both at the Registration table and later with Fieri). Studying Ardiente offers no immediate explanation for this behavior - no ill magic, and no overt fatigue. Though he seems very focused on the class.

Anahita merely stares at Tyrrin for a moment, her eyes seem to be intense, though no emotion is conveyed.

"What you have said, Tyrrin, I earlier spoke. We are of like minds. I believe it is a matter of executing on that plan at this point. My immediate thought is to find someone who can speak with spirits directly- if there is a plane, or perhaps telepathically or through magic. It is possible if I witnessed it again, I may speak with it, but planar beings are not my forte."

She turns and looks at the two 'adults', saying, "My offer to assist as I could sense the creature's anguish and rage, is still here for the taking, otherwise, I'm fairly certain given the levels of magic and technology I have witnessed, this can be easily resolved- and should. Not only for the Professor here, but more importantly, for Nature spirit as well."

She definitely seems to regard both entities as equals.

Actually, gonna retcon Vai into this Light Blades class, seems like fun. She's a bit late, cause she got her schedule confused (she thought she had Advanced Mechanics).

Vai hurries into the Light Blades classroom. Of course she misread the schedule on the first day. Seeing Adon enter the class ahead of her, Vai is slightly encouraged. At least she wasn't the only one late. Oh! Sadie is in this class! Yes! They've already started practicing though, how late am I?!

Vai comes into the sidelines of the duel between Ehos and Sadie, watching her toy with him. It was a little painful to watch... but that's why we have classes, so we can learn. Vai retrieved her own practice sword from the rack where the fencing club students kept their equipment, still watching. It was almost comical, really.

Over hearing the conversation as he entered the room. Salis interjects. "With a little study I could construct a magic circle to hold the spirit with in. However I do not have the ability to empower the circle that will be up to a mage. However this type of magic I am unsure if it will work here." He looks to the others for any reaction to the idea.

Glancing over at Salis, joining them in the infirmary, Anahita says, "You are treating this spirit as a prisoner, which is very likely the cause and reason for part of it's rage. Consider yourself bound, perpetually, without the ability to pursue what you are born to do, or wish to do. Would you not also rage?"

She gives the slightest of frowns, no small display of diplomacy on her part.

"I .. encourage, the brilliance assembled in this room, to speak with the Nature spirit, directly, or free it in some fashion from Professor Reading. It is very likely that impossible, if they have melded into one, but .. the little I know of this place, so far, and how it has radically changed all I know and have held as true, thankfully I have not gone insane," she actually pauses at the thought, for a few moments more then might be healthy, "suggests it can be resolved. The only thing now is that we focus on one course, and execute. With all the proper resources at hand."

She motions at the Headmaster, who's been standing there offering some tidbits of questions and the like, Ori Reading and now, Tyrrin. "Surely, with the five of us, and or someone who can specifically speak with spirits- without further binding or such, we can succeed. Is this something you can achieve with magic, sir? Spirits are not my forte."

She looks to Salis again.

Salis seems taken back by Anahita's comment. Without even a hint of anger or bias toward the spirit. He explains. "I do see your point, but it would be against my better judgment to allow a being that has no control over it's self left unchecked. Would you not restrain a drunken friend from hurting them self or others.... This would be a very non-intrusiveness way of keeping the spirit with in a boundary. I admit there are other version of this that would strip the spirit of it's freedom. I will not resort to such a way, but I can't see letting this being stay stripped of it's freedom through a binding spell ether. The best way for this to be handle is to calm the spirit and find a way to release it from Professor Ori. If we have a person here that can speak to the beast with out releasing the spirit could possibly be the best course. However there is no guarantee that the spirit will not be able to harm the person that talks to him." It was obvious that he empathized with the spirit.

Sorry for the double post no idea how that happened

“The library ? Thry have a library , where? Tybalt where.”

::[i ]“Storm, i need a small drone by lunch can you sort that, “[/Ii ]::

::[i ]“yes but why?”[/i ]::

::[i ]“tell ya later”[/i ]::

Johnny smiles at Tybalt

"I dunno where it is I know it within a couple thousand feet of here. You can probly use the wall trick to find it or I can blink you there with me after class." He's ever ready to help.

Actually, gonna retcon Vai into this Light Blades class, seems like fun. She's a bit late, cause she got her schedule confused (she thought she had Advanced Mechanics).

Vai hurries into the Light Blades classroom. Of course she misread the schedule on the first day. Seeing Adon enter the class ahead of her, Vai is slightly encouraged. At least she wasn't the only one late. Oh! Sadie is in this class! Yes! They've already started practicing though, how late am I?!

Vai comes into the sidelines of the duel between Ehos and Sadie, watching her toy with him. It was a little painfo watch... but that's why we have classes, so we can learn. Vai retrieved her own practice sword from the rack where the fencing club students kept their equipment, still watching. It was almost comical, really.

Watches the duel from the sidelines, with a small smile.... Sits on the floor and starts to stretch....then he asks Sadie for the next duel....

Johnny thinks for a moment, Blink? then makes up s/he mind.

"Tybaly your own, ok, Ill go blink with you to the library after class, but only if you come flying with me ok, Dom and Suns coming, it will be a blast and I have a seat free as the Lang kid dropped out, we'er just gong to head to another continent so Dom can say hes been, what you say?"

Johnny thinks for a moment, Blink? then makes up s/he mind.

"Tybaly your own, ok, Ill go blink with you to the library after class, but only if you come flying with me ok, Dom and Suns coming, it will be a blast and I have a seat free as the Lang kid dropped out, we'er just gong to head to another continent so Dom can say hes been, what you say?"

"Sounds good although I think you'll find blinking a lot less exciting than flying."

Ardiente had worked off some excess energy in Advanced Flight Training, using his bird form to full effect, dancing among the various manuveurs and drills that had been prepared for the class. It was a good way to calm his nerves, especially given that he wasn't sure he was prepared for the third class of the day: Evocation with Sorchan del Sol.

I realize David probably also has this class, but I'm putting this out there anyway, feel free to catch up to here when you are finished with your scene with Raelle.

Ardiente finds a seat quickly in the evocation classroom, near the back. Sorchan may notice (unless something otherwise occupies him), that Ardiente looks... if not sullen then at least deflated. A very drastic change from the exuberant young man he had met the previous day (both at the Registration table and later with Fieri). Studying Ardiente offers no immediate explanation for this behavior - no ill magic, and no overt fatigue. Though he seems very focused on the class.

no big I figure we already were done really

ok so i saw the number of posts building up and i finally had time to overcome my fear and read them all. imagine my sadness as two different arcs played out that my two characters would have fit perfectly into... oh well haha

At the Adon-ocalypse

Ryckart was present in the class, being his usual self and not particularly interacting with others. His type of magic was slightly... different than the others, and had more in common with priests than wizards. In any event, the blast of antimagic hit him like a tidal wave. He had a scant few tenths of a second to bring to bear his protective abilities, yet the wave washed over them like sand castles before the crashing waves. Nonetheless, the abjurative properties of his multifaceted defensive measures, coupled with the... asymmetrical nature of his abilities prevented him from being rendered totally helpless.

The first thing he noticed was that the ever-swirling embroidery on his chusable had stopped, but his amulet was still in working order. Well, there's that. Indeed, a powerful event has transpired. Time to remove myself and observe. His arcane abilities being out of his reach, h used his mental abilities to fold the space between this room and the hallway, and stepped through. He could sense that the magic was slowly creeping in from outside the area of the effect to fill the void, and now horrible noises could be heard from within the room. He began to scry on the room, content to remain merely an observer for the rest of the episode.

Nonetheless, when the episode had ended, Ryckart found himself in the infirmary, transported by a force beyond his control. He was examined by the resident nurses and given a full bill of health. With a slip to excuse his tardiness in hand, he made his way to the classroom for Intro to Psicraft.

Just prior to the Adon-ocalypse

Aandal, now finished fueling his body with a variety of meats, eggs, nuts, and fungi, slowly makes his way back to his classroom when he feels a great force arise within the earth. Even through the layers of metal (with which he was also connected) that separated him from raw earth, the undulating mass of spiritual anger resonated with him.

His skin dried up and cracked until it became shifting boulders grinding against iron ores. With a small gesture he peeled away layers of metal and sank into the ground, the twisted gash he left behind smoothing back over as if it had never yielded. Shortly thereafter, he crumbled up out of the floor near the episode with the nature spirit. Seeing that the Headmaster had already taken control of the situation, having trapped the spirit in a bubble of red energy, Aandal watched to ensure that all transpired smoothly.

When all was said and done, he returned to his classroom, wondering if he had any students yet. While he waits, he practices his katas.

Ephebe wrote:

"Okay, well, let me have a look then..." Her eyes change first to draconic then to pure purple black and a golden hourglass turns over in the place where a pupil should be. She shook her head, her eyes going back to normal.

"Oh, that is all kinds of wrong!"

"Well....your timeline is.....very long......and really screwy. Like you sometimes exist as two realities in one time stream, which just shouldn't even work."

Kezzin's wings mantle slightly and with an irritated tone to his voice he snarls in draconic, through gritted teeth, Of course it it is long! I. Am. A. Dragon! After a moment, his gaze slides away from you and he looks out a window. In a quiet voice, speaking again in common, Sometimes my temper gets the better of me. That seems like an apology. Kind of. In an arrogant, draconic manner.

Frowns at Kezzin's outburst.