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Morire wrote:

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"Hey hey hey. Cool it, guy. Just another student. I seen em with the younguns. Be one of your classmates."

He opens the door.
"Say hi. They won't bite."

Morire frowns slightly Hi, they won't bite." He says, following the orders to the letter...

the worm crown upon Sun's head shimmers wetly, as if covered in oils...but feels dry and smooth to the touch.

sorry about not responding, I got side tracked...and yea, that is not a proper excuse, so I just offer apologies

Sun glances toward his head. well it isn't any worse than Vriskra's slime, which of course i no longer mind much as it is actually kind of fun, or those crazy girls and their make-up. actually Vriskra's slime has been able to keep their lip stick form working on me.

Sun holds out his hand to the little wizard boy, Lets start fresh, I am called Sun, I help take care of the younger students. go on outings, watch them while their parents or guardians need to be away, and play games with them. All while trying to teach them a life's lesson

I am companion and friend, and, well, [/b] he seems at a bit a lost of words for a moment.

mentor, yeah that's probably the best word, mentor, to Lang Fei, and his newly adopted little sister Sara, but I don't know if Lang has told her yet. probably will during the trip. they went back to our home in the eastern mountains.

Sun awaits for the boy to introduce himself, and the snake thing on his head also.[/b]

Morire's gloved hand reaches out to Sun and shakes the offered paw. I am Morire, he says quietly, And that is Arco... He is my companion... Daddy said I made him... he seems almost lost inside the mansized robes.

He looks to the gargoyle... where will I get to sleep?

You mean.... me?

"Hey hey hey. Cool it, guy. Just another student. I seen em with the younguns. Be one of your classmates."

He opens the door.
"Say hi. They won't bite."

Morire frowns slightly Hi, they won't bite." He says, following the orders to the letter...

the worm crown upon Sun's head shimmers wetly, as if covered in oils...but feels dry and smooth to the touch.

No response to Morire?

I'm sorry that vriska scares me....

vriskra has been eating outside for a while. She looks around, and sees sun, and a new person. Curious, she diecides to investigate.

"Um... Hello."
vriskra bears her sharp teeth. Her common is shaken, and she pauses every few words.
"Happy to See you sun. Who is this?"
picture under race.

Ahhhh! Whattt is that! Morire retreats inside, slamming the door as the scary thing comes toward him.

Sun backs a way from the strange worm. Is that dangerous?

It is apparent that Sun seems to be a little afraid of it.

More-ie? if you can please ask your worm to back away, I would be happy to show you around the school. Sun seems to be struggling with the proper pronunciation of his name. but he is not trying to mock him. (he is only a baboon after all)

The glowing worm sits on Sun's head, making a black rainbow crown for the silver monkey...

"I still gotts ta get im signed up fer the school befrores I cin let im go. Can the welcomin committee wait fer tweny minutes?"

He crosses his arms.

Morire is inside trying to keep vriska away from himself

"What? Ya never see a monkey b'fore? I seen him around. Jus a friend uh one uh the kids. You'll see him a lot. Go say hi. We got time."

He gently scoots the kid out from behind his leg.

Morire is slowly pushed out... his oversized boots and robe dragging on the ground.

Sun glares at the escort. baboon, not mon...ahh whatever. he then looks toward the child.

Its quite alright, I am named Sun. I sometimes help care for the younger children here at the school. You look to about the same age as Sara. I will be sure to introduce you when she returns from her field trip. Sun offers his hand in friendship to the new boy.

"I am Morire, its nice to meet you" his voice quavers uncomfortably as he rests the glove that has a hand somewhere inside of it in the monkey's paw...

after a few seconds of the handshake the black rainbow worm moves right up to Sun's face...

Morire starts following the gargoyle... and is terrified when a huge monkey starts bounding toward him... he attempts to hide behind the guide... "What is that?!"

Morire and the gargoyle touch down at the lake.

"Well here we is. What do ya think?"
It begins walking towards a door at the side of the building.

"Its... very flat here..." the child says... turning in a circle

Hello magic

"OK. Follow up then."

It takes off, heavily beating the wings and leads towards the school.

Clicking the heavy lock into place, Morire resecures his book and flies after the gargoyles

His robes and hat billow in the high wind

"OK, I guess..."

He begins to walk, motioning for Morire to follow.
"So, can you fly, or should I carry you, kid? We can't walk through town to get there right now. They're dealing with some angry people."
He tries to outline why they can't go to Kuros as well as he can while softening it for the kid, but not outright lying.

"I can fly, sir," Morire says as he uses a key to unlock his tome...

After flicking through the pages he smiles...

"Land of mercy, loosen tight fists! Fly!" Morire recites and grins childishly under his wizard hat...

His father smiles openly as the eight year old boy begins floating upwards. "I love you boy...Be good.

The gargoyle remains quiet for a moment.

"... that's it? There's no crying? I was told there would be crying and that I might have to pry I kid of their parents? Just you have to go, that's it, bye? No 'I'll visit every week' not even an 'I love you?'"
He seems very confused by the lack of sadness...

"The decision was made days after we received the letter. I will be visiting biannually if matters here are stable. And Morire knows that I love him and he, I."

Her cold logic is staggering...

Morire just waits... arguing with mommy is impossible

I brew potions :) mommy taught me how

no idea, but I'm 8

"Uh. Yes." It says when asked.

It clears its throat and flips some paper on the clipboard, akwardly waiting for them to get him ready and out.

The witch doesn't blink, her black cloak blowing in the wind....

A small boy inside a volumous blue robe and yellow wizards hat...

do I have to go mommy?"

Morire. We had this talk already. Yes, Morire, you must go.

He shuffles foreward... I am Morire... I have my backpack and book... I am ready for school.

Can the school have sent a car or somesuch to my house?

a slight reminder/inform for you all :)

My Witch Patron is plague, or pestilence.... I have a bunch of poison/disease/illness spells.

:)

I have lots of wonderful poison spells and quotes.

"So I can go to school?" he asks extremely excited, and hugs your leg, "Thank you! Thank you thank you!!!!"

him and my mom, yeah, there's a war brewing back home so they thought it would be best plus I kinda turned into a giant monster for a bit... Almost destroyed the town...

power levels matter little here, I wasn't critiquing, just pointing out that the option is avalible, and most take it, most casters for example put a 30 in their casting stat then from there adjust based on what they want to play the character as

Morire seems to not really understand the implications.... fiddling with his hat...

The voidworm hovers about an inch in front of your nose...

I'm not min/max'd

I have very obvious weaknesses

"did your daddy send you here too?"

Morire was hit with a stick, the older boy laughed... watching the younger child's pain...

Morire reaches up, touching his bleeding forehead... eyebrows angling downward... the bully swings the stick a second time, but stops as the book by Morire's side levitates up, turning its own pages, stopping at a page with a swirling orb of black and red lines with white, green, blue and yellow overlayed...

his hands come together... mouth chanting... eyes glazed... "Inscript the dark god into a rotting body!" the bully backs off terror rushing across his face... lines of blue fire, red lightning, yellow acids, and green frost, rush over the body of Morire. "Flare!"

10d8 + 5 ⇒ (2, 5, 7, 3, 7, 5, 3, 3, 8, 6) + 5 = 54

What's the worst that could happen? every person, animal, or thing in the area (15 ft full damage/30 ft half damage) takes massive damage and must save or die.

and he only spends 17 MP in the casting of this spell... he still has over eighty points left...

EDIT only 10mp

Morire first revealed that he had magical potential at the age of six, when he created Arcobaleno Nero, or "Arco" as the child dubbed him.

and created globes of colorful light for his own amusement,

His father, a young (late twenties) wizard of no real noteworthiness, by the name of Bastion Merius, was startled by his son's prowess and natural ability...

His mother, a young witch who was quite well known as a good luck charm of sorts in the area, (healer and savior of children, animals, helping in birthing, and other duties)

Even together, the child's learning rate was too fast... he mastered cantrips instinctively, his voidworm companion assisting him. He got his hands on a nearly empty tome... and his parents were very curious as to what would happen with the book... and the child bonded with it... giving it a personality and decorations...

the parents became concerned when Morire would leave the room without the book, and the book would turn pages of its own accord, or make whispering rustles...

The parents knew that he had to learn control... but didn't know where to turn... but on the child's eighth birthday.. a letter in the mail.

Avalon Academy, Invites your son, Morire, to attend and learn control over his natural and innate power.

[formal filler text]

[ooc] Good backstory? bad? [ooc]

"uh, sorta? I guess, why?"

you would have gotten a much more interesting response from deathwatch, but detect undead says: yes... no... yes.... yes.... no.. yes

"That's odd... Arco gives me things that show me things , tell me things that I don't know...." his familliar makes a squelchy growl

The boy's eyes flash poison green in response, the color of his voidworm shifts as well... "you are dead." he says involuntarily... then blinks and shakes his head... "aren't you....?"

Detect Undead

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"I'm Eight" The boy who must reside somewhere inside that oversized hat, boots, gloves and robe says with the pride of the young...

the voidworm hovering beside his hat lets out a chirp

Morire

"why are your clothes bigger than you" a little boy asks

"Hi, They were my dad's!" He laughs, But they are mine now! he grins, and holds out his finger, the voidworm settles on the end.

Meet Arco, Daddy said I made him

"cool, this eye used to by my sister's but it's mine now" he points to his grey eye as opposed to the brown one "what's your name"

"I'm Morire, and this" as he hauls up a chained book, with a huge lock on the center of the cover... "is Conoscenza..." He says, producing a key from under his robes...

Conoscenza

Morire wrote:

"I'm Eight" The boy who must reside somewhere inside that oversized hat, boots, gloves and robe says with the pride of the young...

the voidworm hovering beside his hat lets out a chirp

Morire

"why are your clothes bigger than you" a little boy asks

"Hi, They were my dad's!" He laughs, But they are mine now! he grins, and holds out his finger, the voidworm settles on the end.

Meet Arco, Daddy said I made him

This is great!

The child's book hanging off of his belt nearly is dragging the ground.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Eight" The boy who must reside somewhere inside that oversized hat, boots, gloves and robe says with the pride of the young...

the voidworm hovering beside his hat lets out a chirp

Morire

"Destruction of nature raze all greenery with flame!" the boy under the wide wizard's hat intones as his glove fills with a burning tumbling ball , "Fire!" he shouts, thrusting his palm forward...

10d6 ⇒ (5, 1, 2, 5, 6, 2, 3, 6, 4, 3) = 37-10MP, 254 Remaining/ 264 Maximum

The orb streaks into the group of men and detonates in a fiery explosion. bandits go flying away, their cloaks aflame... The book in the Mage's left hand flutters through its pages on it's own accord, stopping at a new spell, and behind his scarf the little boy smiles.

"Conoscenza says you need to go away or fall down now...."

The black, oily looking serpent flies over his shoulder, humming a chaotic, but catchy tune...

Outfit
Familliar but black with a rainbow sheen

This is Morire, any thoughts, comments, questions, concerns?