"So, Mr. Jeran can you enlighten me more about the social structure of this school? I have noticed many different cliques from the time I spent in the cafeteria, but it would be helpful if you could point out which ones are friendly to newcomers and which are... Unsavory to be around."
Treisdan seems like he is a well educated person with a silk smooth tongue
"So, Mr. Jeran can you enlighten me more about the social structure of this school? I have noticed many different cliques from the time I spent in the cafeteria, but it would be helpful if you could point out which ones are friendly to newcomers and which are... Unsavory to be around."
Treisdan seems like he is a well educated person with a silk smooth tongue
Jeran shrugged. "It changes a lot with a new term. Steer clear of the lycans. They're not so bad individually. Some of them aren't so bad individually. But they're trouble in a group."
He shifts uncomfortably and you can already tell that social interactions are not his forte.
"And the firebirds kinda stick together. They can be a bit stuck up."
"Not sure who's gonna be trouble this term though."
"and i am Umbriere Moonwhisper, neice and heir to the mad yet open minded Count of Italy, Maximillian Moonwhisper." the Sickly Nymph introduced herself with a curtsey. "though for ease of memory, Umbri works as well."
A harried looking young lady carrying an excessively large stack of papers hurries down the hall carrying on an animated discussion with a red-haired gentleman on the nature of magic.
The man at least looks too old to be a student. They're actually both teachers, but the woman isn't much older than the students.
He notices them, "E-excuse me, miss, sir, I need some help if it's not too much to ask" He says, concentrating hard to keep the flames at bay as he does.
"Lycanthropes can be dangerous. But some are not... and as to groups, If one doesn't think for oneself when in a group the intelligence of the group is the intelligence of the leader... Divided by the number of people in the group."
Lang takes a seat onm the floor next to the headmaster's office while he waits.
he picks up a couple of stones and begins levitating them over his hand and starts them spinning. the air currents moving them faster and faster until the are a blur looking like a small sphere floting in his hand.
Hey Chara, look at what I figured out how to do
he shows Chara the trick of the floating stones
"Lycanthropes can be dangerous. But some are not... and as to groups, If one doesn't think for oneself when in a group the intelligence of the group is the intelligence of the leader... Divided by the number of people in the group."
"i agree with that sentiment, large groups who blindly follow a single leader, tend to follow the path of least resistance, in other words, the most simple and straightforward path of all, because it is difficult to coordinate that many who cannot think for themselves. thus effectively dividing the group's intelligence." Umbri commented.
He notices them, "E-excuse me, miss, sir, I need some help if it's not too much to ask" He says, concentrating hard to keep the flames at bay as he does.A harried looking young lady carrying an excessively large stack of papers hurries down the hall carrying on an animated discussion with a red-haired gentleman on the nature of magic.
The man at least looks too old to be a student. They're actually both teachers, but the woman isn't much older than the students.
"Yes, of course, what is it you need?" the young woman asked, her expression friendly and open.
After looking up, Krisilanni noticed the arrows, and had to wonder what they meant. Still muttering to himself, he followed them and found his way to the metal door. Not sure just what was behind it, he gave it a few knocks before opening it up and going in, too mad to completely follow polite procedure. "Hey! What's in here and why are there arrows leading to it?" he yelled, looking all around to figure out where he was.
"Lycanthropes can be dangerous. But some are not... and as to groups, If one doesn't think for oneself when in a group the intelligence of the group is the intelligence of the leader... Divided by the number of people in the group.""i agree with that sentiment, large groups who blindly follow a single leader, tend to follow the path of least resistance, in other words, the most simple and straightforward path of all, because it is difficult to coordinate that many who cannot think for themselves. thus effectively dividing the group's intelligence." Umbri commented.
"Tell me about it," he grumbled, rolling his eyes.
"And I said lycans. Lycanthropes may be dangerous or not, but they have a disease. Lycans are different. We're born with these abilities. And any lycan can be good or bad, strong or weak, regardless of what animal they change into."
"Yes, of course, what is it you need?" the young woman asked, her expression friendly and open.
"Do you know where I can get a necklace of suppression around here? I...have a bit of a problem concerning fire control"
"Yes, of course, what is it you need?" the young woman asked, her expression friendly and open."Do you know where I can get a necklace of suppression around here? I...have a bit of a problem concerning fire control"
"I think you should step back, Professor Reading," the man said with a chuckle. "All that paper."
"I'm Professor del Sol. I can help you with that. I take it the problem is urgent? Don't worry, you can't hurt the building with fire, or me either for that matter. Follow me to my classroom and I'll get you that amulet right away."
"I think you should step back, Professor Reading," the man said with a chuckle. "All that paper."
"I'm Professor del Sol. I can help you with that. I take it the problem is urgent? Don't worry, you can't hurt the building with fire, or me either for that matter. Follow me to my classroom and I'll get you that amulet right away."
He sighs with relief "Yes, the problem is very urgent, I have to constantly control this fire or it may...well...turn anyone too close to ash, Thank you Professor"
also, what is the 'advanced' PE abriviated as, I'm going to assume it's ADV unless I hear otherwise
Yep I would say'advanced PE' abriviated as ADE I think not ADV David, I think thats Rosa time down the Xmen like sim room.
Krisilanni Rashira wrote:
So, in these training rooms, now that I think of them, is there a way to depict various undead for Krisilanni to fight? That would certainly relieve his stress and make him less moody in a jiffy. Crackin' some exposed bones and slicing some mort flesh into little pieces.
Yes Rosa will set up access rights for any students that has special needs, like kicking undead butt to work of stress, you have a lot of control over your sims
David.De'Foul wrote:
the gym teacher apparently has a 'simulation' room
heck animate object on a manican, and illusion over that
and my character dabbles in necromancy spells, so he could help some
David, thats right and any combination of sim magic you like, more than one group can be in there at any time, and ALL teachers have access so they can take students that wish to fight each other there with out risking life and lim of other students.
"Lycanthropes can be dangerous. But some are not... and as to groups, If one doesn't think for oneself when in a group the intelligence of the group is the intelligence of the leader... Divided by the number of people in the group.""i agree with that sentiment, large groups who blindly follow a single leader, tend to follow the path of least resistance, in other words, the most simple and straightforward path of all, because it is difficult to coordinate that many who cannot think for themselves. thus effectively dividing the group's intelligence." Umbri commented."Tell me about it," he grumbled, rolling his eyes.
"And I said lycans. Lycanthropes may be dangerous or not, but they have a disease. Lycans are different. We're born with these abilities. And any lycan can be good or bad, strong or weak, regardless of what animal they change into."
"anyone is capable of both great good or great evil. even the purest of angels or the most corrupt of demons. all it takes is the power of choice and the motivation to make that choice. as a Lycan or Vampire can perform great evil, they too can perform acts of great good." Umbri answered. "but it can be tempting to suppress the desire to make said choice."
Enre sends his niece and nephew off to class as he goes to walk about the school.
Krisilanni blinked a few times as the big red letters appeared before his eyes, and he had no idea what to make of them. All he knew was that it said "enemy" a lot, and it was apparently a simulation room, if the first three words meant anything. Removing his dagger from his pocket, though, he felt that meant that he could finally fight some undead, even if they weren't real.
"Well, whatever that means, does that mean I can kill some undead bastards?" he asks to the letters, guessing that someone had to hear. "I just want to bash some undead in the graveyard to teach them all a person with a pulse is ten times better than even the strongest thing without one."
"anyone is capable of both great good or great evil. even the purest of angels or the most corrupt of demons. all it takes is the power of choice and the motivation to make that choice. as a Lycan or Vampire can perform great evil, they too can perform acts of great good." Umbri answered. "but it can be tempting to suppress the desire to make said choice.""Lycanthropes can be dangerous. But some are not... and as to groups, If one doesn't think for oneself when in a group the intelligence of the group is the intelligence of the leader... Divided by the number of people in the group.""i agree with that sentiment, large groups who blindly follow a single leader, tend to follow the path of least resistance, in other words, the most simple and straightforward path of all, because it is difficult to coordinate that many who cannot think for themselves. thus effectively dividing the group's intelligence." Umbri commented."Tell me about it," he grumbled, rolling his eyes.
"And I said lycans. Lycanthropes may be dangerous or not, but they have a disease. Lycans are different. We're born with these abilities. And any lycan can be good or bad, strong or weak, regardless of what animal they change into."
"Not what I was getting at but sure, whatever. Just tired of that whole wolves bad, bears good nonsense. We're all just like anybody else. Except sometimes we change into animals."
After looking up, Krisilanni noticed the arrows, and had to wonder what they meant. Still muttering to himself, he followed them and found his way to the metal door. Not sure just what was behind it, he gave it a few knocks before opening it up and going in, too mad to completely follow polite procedure. "Hey! What's in here and why are there arrows leading to it?" he yelled, looking all around to figure out where he was.
Rosa looks up and as the student comes in, she gets up and walks over as she dos his info pops up in her field of view
"Hello Krisilanni Rashira I am Rosa Luminass the PE teacher and oversee the sim rooms, what can I help you with?"
Student: Krisilanni Rashira
"Lycan... My apologies, Anyone, Lycan, Vampire, or Human... any of them may cause grievous injury to anyone else... Becoming an animal just gives you a weapon on hand at all times. Control is the key...."
"Lycan... My apologies, Anyone, Lycan, Vampire, or Human... any of them may cause grievous injury to anyone else... Becoming an animal just gives you a weapon on hand at all times. Control is the key...."
"Right. Just...control is kind of a sticky subject. Last year a bunch of us got our minds taken over by another student...She's changed I guess. But there's still a lot of lost pride to contend with. And some other stuff. Anyway, that's why the lycans can be dangerous as a group."
He sighs with relief "Yes, the problem is very urgent, I have to constantly control this fire or it may...well...turn anyone too close to ash, Thank you Professor""I think you should step back, Professor Reading," the man said with a chuckle. "All that paper."
"I'm Professor del Sol. I can help you with that. I take it the problem is urgent? Don't worry, you can't hurt the building with fire, or me either for that matter. Follow me to my classroom and I'll get you that amulet right away."
"Not a problem. Would you mind letting me examine the problem. It will help me fine-tune the amulet for you. As I said, you can't hurt me with fire," he said, opening the locked classroom and gesturing for Valiste to follow him inside.
Krisilanni blinked a few times as the big red letters appeared before his eyes,... "Well, whatever that means, does that mean I can kill some undead bastards?" he asks to the letters, guessing that someone had to hear. "I just want to bash some undead in the graveyard to teach them all a person with a pulse is ten times better than even the strongest thing without one."
"It means the rooms will test you, and as for undead what would you like to face, the Sim room now knows your voice, so all you need do is ask it. Sim room make room one active please"
SIMROOM a female voice says
"Room one is now active"
Rosa brings up a image in the air in front of them,
"How about an army of undead skeletons ever thing undead from door mouse to great gorgon, all over running a city, the sim is to see how meany lives you save from the undead."
"Not a problem. Would you mind letting me examine the problem. It will help me fine-tune the amulet for you. As I said, you can't hurt me with fire," he said, opening the locked classroom and gesturing for Valiste to follow him inside.
He nods, heading inside the room "If that would help, it's one of two problems actually"
His face becomes utterly blank when you mention your mind's being taken control of
Hesitates then....
"No matter what happens to you you must constantly remember that noone is less than you are because of their race."
Again, Krisilanni had to blink a few times as Ms. Luminass showed herself, as he had to figure out just what she was; she was much...shinier than a lot of other people he had seen .
He shivered a little as the other voice sounded, then Ms. Luminass made her suggestion. "Oh, sure, whatever; just let me kick the crap out of some undead already," he said as he sank his dagger into his right arm, making him wince as his black blood started to pour out.
His face becomes utterly blank when you mention your mind's being taken control of
Hesitates then....
"No matter what happens to you you must constantly remember that noone is less than you are because of their race."
"You telling me or you?" he said wryly. "Cause I'm outcast from the lycans for trying to beat that lesson into their heads...It's a cultural thing. The strongest rule, and so on."
Responding the to voice in his head, but not to David Ace 'says' ::"I do not really stake a claim to any one. However, it did rile him up. Battles are not always won via the physical or mystickal. Many a fight has been won with several well placed words, before a blade is ever drawn or spell cast. I will hear your conditions, and then make my choice after."::
"Some wisdom! Now if you actually practiced that...My terms are, one, This fight will be done in private with only myself witnessing, according to the dueling rules allowed by the Headmaster. Two, you will each agree to not disclose the results of this event to anyone, or allow the results to told to anyone by any being you may have control of or be bonded to, or psychicly linked with. This will be sealed with a Greater Geas spell, that you will willingly allow before fighting, with rather unpleasant consequences should you attempt to break your oath. You also will not attempt to remove the geas, or ask for assistance in removing the geas for a period of one year. This is between the two of you, and it will remain between the two of you. Duels are serious, and are supposed to be used to settle differences, amongst men of honor, not used as popularity boosts or to woo females. Those are my terms."
"Not a problem. Would you mind letting me examine the problem. It will help me fine-tune the amulet for you. As I said, you can't hurt me with fire," he said, opening the locked classroom and gesturing for Valiste to follow him inside.He nods, heading inside the room "If that would help, it's one of two problems actually"
"And what's the other problem? If it's something I can help with I will. Or I'll send you to whoever can help you with it."
As the two students left he shrugged and start walking down the hall. This school was so different from what he was used to. The monetarist was quiet and safe from almost everything. The road was a place that could be dangerous, surprising and sometimes dull. The cities lively and cruel covered in filth. The ancient ruins he spent so much delving into was a place that was silent and dangerous a place that one had to be one his toes all the time, but here he was loud, safe, and easy going. Perhaps it would changes as the school year started but as it stood he was having a hard time readjusting to this new atmosphere, even his hobbies has taken a toll.
"Telling you. I see all races as equal," Treisdan looks over at Umbri
"What do you think we should do now?"
"And what's the other problem? If it's something I can help with I will. Or I'll send you to whoever can help you with it."
"This is in confidence?" He looks around nervously, his concentration slipping for a second as his eyes are covered with flames, shaking his head and concentrating again to keep the flames at bay.
Krays is surrounded by floating trays of food which begin coasting in towards various empty surfaces and settling without a sound.
Speaking to everyone within a conversational tone, ::My pleasure to help 'Phebe, hope everyone is doing well.::
To Vai, ::I am helping Krays with a food delivery, will you be in the cafeteria for a bit?::
::Thank you phaez, it is appreciated.::
"And what's the other problem? If it's something I can help with I will. Or I'll send you to whoever can help you with it.""This is in confidence?" He looks around nervously, his concentration slipping for a second as his eyes are covered with flames, shaking his head and concentrating again to keep the flames at bay.
"Yes of course. If it's necessary to tell another teacher or staff member to help you I'd have to tell them, but I would get your permission first."
"Yes of course. If it's necessary to tell another teacher or staff member to help you I'd have to tell them, but I would get your permission first."
"Alright" He start's hesitantly, "But it's going take a bit to explain it, I'm not very comfortable talking about my...uh...gifts"
A harried looking young lady carrying an excessively large stack of papers hurries down the hall carrying on an animated discussion with a red-haired gentleman on the nature of magic.
"Oh, sure, whatever; just let me kick the crap out of some undead already," he said as he sank his dagger into his right arm, making him wince as his black blood started to pour out.
The space around Krisilanni changes as he is moved into Sim room 1.
Now he stands in a open marketplace in a desert city, woman and children running from an open well thats seems to have been smashed open, from it pours undead, the few desert men at amrs try but can't hold the tide back,
some 15 creature that resemble wolfs with matted dark fur torn away in places. Its flesh is sickly gray where its fur is torn away. Its eyes are stark white. charge at Krisilanni in a pack with a reature that appears to be a skeletal humanoid, wearing antiquated and exquisite armor, and wielding a powerful greatsword. His eye sockets glow with an unearthly light, and he moves with a supernatural grace and silence.
The undead see you and move in
Actions closing Double moves to close.
They are 20' away
Roll Initi -
"Yes of course. If it's necessary to tell another teacher or staff member to help you I'd have to tell them, but I would get your permission first.""Alright" He start's hesitantly, "But it's going take a bit to explain it, I'm not very comfortable talking about my...uh...gifts"
"That's alright. It's remarkably common around here. Many of our students have unusual gifts, often of the sort that cause them to be persecuted elsewhere. Take as much time as you need."
A harried looking young lady carrying an excessively large stack of papers hurries down the hall carrying on an animated discussion with a red-haired gentleman on the nature of magic.
I don't think the headmaster is in, maybe we should come back later, but where is your sister? she probably thinks i've adopted you by now.
Lang gets up and knocks again just in case it wasn't heard the first time He is small after all and does not knock very hard.
Lang, remember what Master Hito taught you about patience.
"That's alright. It's remarkably common around here. Many of our students have unusual gifts, often of the sort that cause them to be persecuted elsewhere. Take as much time as you need."
Nods in response "Well, you see, a while back I had a friend. She was...what's the word?...eccentric in forbidden healing techniques as well as able to get her hands on certain questionable items. I asked her one day if I could have one of them, next thing I know, I wake up feeling different." He stops for a minute, looking at his hand before continuing "She put balor blood in me, but she added something else too, a demon's heart. I went outside, but I had no control over the flames and...I torched not only my friend's home...with her inside, but the entire town...those are my problems"
Taking notice of all the undead, Krisilanni just licked his lips and sneered. "I'm gonna show you bastards why you should've stayed in the grave!" he yelled, and focusing his mind, he formed a spiked mace out of his black blood, protruding from the wound he inflicted on himself with the dagger.
"That's alright. It's remarkably common around here. Many of our students have unusual gifts, often of the sort that cause them to be persecuted elsewhere. Take as much time as you need."Nods in response "Well, you see, a while back I had a friend. She was...what's the word?...eccentric in forbidden healing techniques as well as able to get her hands on certain questionable items. I asked her one day if I could have one of them, next thing I know, I wake up feeling different." He stops for a minute, looking at his hand before continuing "She put balor blood in me, but she added something else too, a demon's heart. I went outside, but I had no control over the flames and...I torched not only my friend's home...with her inside, but the entire town...those are my problems"
"Heavy problems," he said sympathetically."We can ask Professor Sunwake to do a scan of you if you would like, if you're concerned about your continued health. But first we'll take care of that fire problem," he said, as he laid a hand on Valiste's shoulder reassuring him. "It may not feel like it, but what happened wasn't your fault. And you're not the only student at this school whose abilities manifested in ways that were deadly to others. This is a safe place for all of you."
I don't think the headmaster is in, maybe we should come back later, but where is your sister? she probably thinks i've adopted you by now.
Lang gets up and knocks again just in case it wasn't heard the first time He is small after all and does not knock very hard.
"There you are, Chara! I've been looking everywhere for you! Raelle said that you went to give a tour of the school to a new student and Bertha told me you'd been in the infirmary. Are you alright?"