Achronum

The Fallen Goddess - A Journey of Heroes

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Of Blood and Magic

After Lunch

Lunch ended with another bell, signalling that students were free to carry on with their day. People spilled out of the large cafeteria back onto the campus and scattered about to explore with new friends or their partners. Some skulked away towards the dorm and the library, likely to hide away the rest of the day. The collared mage who attempted to maintain some semblance of pride was snatched aside by a shorter female vampire, likely his partner, who wrapped a finger under the collar and dragged him away as she talked animatedly with several others. *

The cafeteria acted as a central hub. Off to the left was the administration building and the mage buildings. Off to the right were the vampire buildings and, much further, the arena. A shuttle was parked in the lot just a ways in front of the cafeteria, advertising rides to the dorms and the adjacent town. Paths spiraled every which way across the grounds and small signs offered directions at intersections.

the Arena

The arena sat on the far edge of campus, closer to the ocean than anything else. The stone structure dominated the landscape. The exterior was well lit and students could easily see the various arches carved into the outside. Several paths lead to the building, each one branching to one of the four larger arches that served as entrances. The salt-sweet breeze trailed behind the students as they hurried to and from the arena. A short stairway on the inside of each arch let duelists slip down to the passages that connect directly to the area and out onto the wooden boards covered in sand. The Arena Guild and Arena Master Dracion had meeting space as well as storage and training facilities down in these passages. The clashing of metal on metal could be heard echoing over the muted voices of various students. Several senior students and an instructor all wearing light green robes walked the grounds, deep in discussion about various Life magic applications. A Guild mage, the guild crest pinned to red robes, cheerily directed overwhelmed students with grandiose gestures and a hearty laugh. A wand, made of stone and carved with multiple runes, swayed has his hip in a holster.

As the group approached, Varis stepped up from behind the guild mage with a man at his side. The man stood almost a foot over Varis and was built like a tree trunk. He showed signs of balding and a huge handlebar mustache decorated a heavily scarred face.He wore simple clothes, well fitting shirt and pants and steel toed shoes. The man and Varis spoke quietly so as not to be heard over the general din as they cross the arch. Varis maintained eye contact, looking genuinely pleased with the other as the man handed over a sheet of paper and an envelope. Varis looked down and the man blinked stood unmoving for a few moments before he seemed to come to his senses. A satisfied smirk curled at the corner of Varis’s mouth as he read, patting down a few loose strands of hair and smoothing wrinkles in his vest, as the man turned away and spoke briefly with the guild mage who responded with an excited “Yes Dracion!”

The Main Library

The main library is housed in the administrative building, which hosts the same courtyard from last night’s events. The decorations and lights have been stripped away and several tables filled the arena around the fountain. Candles flickered on each one and a few had occupants enjoying the clear night air. Passing through the courtyard and entering the building, signs clearly directed visitors and the library didn’t take much to find. It was a plain door set at the end of a long plain hallway. It almost seemed out of place, no art displays like the rest of the building, no signs, nothing but the walls and the floor. A rug with intricate designs, all red and black, lay on the floor just in front of the door.

Opening the wooden door led to a room that seemed larger than the building it sat in. Row after row of bookshelves stretched behind several desks where a few librarians sat. Odd enough, the bookshelves continued up the walls and on the ceiling, apparently defying gravity. The rows of bookshelves were interrupted periodically by spaces of tables and computers. One librarian held a book up as he wrote on a piece of paper and it launched itself from his hand into the air, spun in place for a moment, before flying off onto a bookshelf on the ceiling. Other people were perusing the the bookshelves, unconcerned the were upside down or walking on the walls. One person blurred and move in a blink of an eye from one bookshelf to another.

The Fallen Goddess - A Journey of Heroes

@MagratheanWhale Okay, cool! I'm at work but I will read everything over once I get off and send you some questions, if that's okay.

The Fallen Goddess - A Journey of Heroes

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Of Blood and Magic

Vampires

The Academy seemed almost empty as Lucan led the way through the halls, only stopping to greet one of the passing guards whom he recognized. He kept a close eye on Morrigan as they walked, making sure that the fledgeling didn’t get separated from him. He had considered making small talk but truthfully didn’t know what to say and Morrigan seemed content just to walk, without asking any questions. Soon enough they reached the lunchroom and its corresponding building where Lucan admired the architecture before he walked up to the entry and held the door open for his fellow vampire before entering in himself. He let a ghost of a smile hit his face as he took the familiar sight in.

The room was set up with multiple stations around the wall for those who wanted food. One had a carving station where chefs would carve turkey, roast beef and ham while another had a wide variety of vegetables prepared to order as one wished. There were a few long bench tables set close to the stations, but six person round tables filled most of the area while soft lighting and a relaxing colours completed the room’s environment. Lucan himself wandered up to one of the round tables and sat down quietly, sending a small smile and incline of his head to signal Morrigan to also take a seat if he wished.

Morrigan shifted nervously on the balls of his feet, even back in his human days school lunchrooms always felt awkward to him. He noted the small nod and moved forward with a small grunt before sliding into the seat next to Lucan. ”Is it always like this?” He asked Lucan with a wave of his hand. The room was noisy as students chattered with their mates, his eyes scanning for Max.

Luc glanced around the room and almost chuckled, it wasn’t even that crowded yet. He considered the fledgling and then nodded the affirmative, glancing down at his phone and shooting a text to Aaron. ”Once it gets busy you’ll sort of see what’s ‘normal’ for lunch. Right now it seems to just be upperclassmen.”

Hey, where are you? Did Sariel go over with her talk or something? I’m in the lunchroom now, I’ll meet you and Salem at one of the tables I have reserved.

Mages

“And this!” Sariel paused dramatically as she threw open the cafeteria doors, “Is the cafeteria! The only place to eat out your feelings and stresses! This’ll be your best friend come exam time.” She chuckled back at the group. Sariel tagged along with the group, deciding to lead the way across the unfamiliar grounds. Did she take a few… unnecessary turns and twists as part of an impromptu tour? Yes. Did she talk their ears off the whole time about her experiences at school? Yes. Did she feel bad about it? Nope! Her phone binged in her pocket and she fished it out before rolling her eyes.

“Well, that seems to be the end of our day together. Duty calls after all.” She whirled to face the group and smiled. “Now, Aaron over there has my number so I expect each and everyone of you to get it and send me a text sometime. I might not always be around but having someone in your corner when shit hits the fan isn’t ever a bad thing. And even if it isn’t very big, make sure if you need help you reach out.” Her face grew serious with her last remark, underscoring the weight of the statement as her eyes flickered to Aaron and then across the group. But she was back to her smiling self with a quick clap of her hands. She blew a kiss and waved before heading out the doors she brought them in. She brought the phone to her ear as she walked out, nodding as she listened to something.

✧ Adventure Must Continue ✧

Volaris

_{interacting with:@Ithradine}

Volaris nodded sympathetically at the last admission. Feeling adrift in a world you no longer know-Volaris could empathize. However, it was odd not experiencing panic or dismay. His emotions were blunted; they felt secondhand at best. And oddly, he found a sense of comfort in that fact. It was easier without the raging of the human condition distracting him.

“Rather, I have a request. Some rest would do you well I think and my granddaughter wishes to spend some time with you. Would it be safe for you to accompany her to the nearest town? We could hide your appearances in an illusion long enough to get you clothes to disguise your traits if necessary.” Volaris sighed. “I need to return home for a day and make sure my overeagerness didn’t disrupt a few of my experiments. Magic is so temperamental and it would be years of work gone and frankly I’m not sure I have enough time left. I feel it would be detrimental to her development to drag her back and forth so much in such a short time. I would let her go by herself, she certainly can defend herself better than most, but her lack of social skills could land her in some… unsavory situations. Some hooligan might try to swindle her and I cannot have that nonsense!”

Volaris wanted to return to the Citadel to check in with the other groups and Elizabeth’s desire worked perfectly into that. Worst comes to worse, a low level suggestion spell would fix the problem.

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Varis

_{Interacting with: @Crusader Lord@WeepingLiberty}

“Count Varis, a pleasure indeed. I can’t say that I know what you’re talking about though. The Lord Marivaldi and I have been on excellent terms. You must have mistaken the grief for conflict, an easy mistake when you are only familiar with one.”

“Conflict precipitates change. Grief paralyzes it.” Varis dismissed the insult but his smile grew wider, savoring the look in the Marivaldi’s eyes and the cloaked jabs. “Though I am glad the actions of Lord Marvialdi find themselves in your good graces. My cynicism, a flaw I’ll admit, found his origins and his recent promotion curiously connected but he is neither a pure blood nor a Sinnenodel so I’m sure mischievous machinations are not his intent.”

Varis watched as Amaris’s eyes flickered away from the conversation to a woman gliding her way towards them. She held herself regally, confident and poised, in full control of the space around her as she made her way through the thinning crowd. Varis enjoyed the theatrics of his position as much as anyone but the Eves ran with them. Varis may have been impressed with the vampiress if her entire house didn’t still exist at the whimsy of the others. Perhaps if the family spent as much time on keeping their house together as they did with their cultivating their dignity, the Eves would be more than a shadow play.

“We haven’t had an opportunity to see one another in the recent decades so I took the opportunity.” Varis responded to the Eve’s inquiry as he bowed. “I am embarrassed to admit but I don’t believe I know your name. Count Varis, student to my Lady Sinnenodel. As for your mages, I would be delighted if you would bring them. My mage seems a tad skittish with his assignment so hopefully a play date will help soothe his nerves.”

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t little Varis.” The Count, for a split second, tensed and his eyes widened at the voice. He regained his composure just a moment later and schooled his expression back into polite indifference. His eyes darkened significantly as he turned to face the woman standing at his side. The vampire stood barely two inches beneath Varis’s 5’10”, long red hair cascading artfully down one shoulder and amusement glinted in her amber eyes. She reached up with thin fingers to tuck a loose strand back into place. “When did we last have a moment to meet? A few decades shy of a century if I recall correctly. Are you still making those absurd pillow forts whenever you want some privacy?” A chorus of expletives exploded in Varis’s head as the woman spoke but he kept his mask firmly in place.

“Exactly seventy seven exquisite years, dear cousin. Though it seems they’ve met an ill fated end.” Varis practically sighed. Of all the people to run into, Ailsalia was the last one he wanted here. How she managed to escape his notice was beyond him but he would have more than choice words for the person who emailed him the school roster. But the earlier mistake set him farther behind than he was comfortable with. The woman surprised him and, from the smugness plastered all over her face, she noticed. Even when they were younger, Ailsalia possessed a special talent to find all the right buttons to press and he didn’t need her pressing his. Ailsalia presenting herself unexpectedly in this situation bode poorly for the Count and he bit at his lip while contemplating how to handle her. He needed to deal with this quickly and disengage from this moronic event. He had one piece of business he couldn’t put off until tomorrow but then he could bolt back to his residence and adjust for the vampire’s eventually meddling until the boy’s return. But how to get her away from him? His polite smile warped into a sneer as an old memory resurfaced. He hadn’t thought about it in decades but it’d be the perfect knife to the gut. He couldn’t wait to wipe that grin off her face. And if he had a little fun twisting the knife? Well...oops. “I have found most of my childish habits have thankfully stayed in my childhood, much like your parents in yours. Now, was there something you wanted or did you come just to interrupt me?” At the mention of her parents, Ailsalia’s eyes darkened and her smile turned frigid and sharp but otherwise kept her composure.

“I thought I’d come over and reconnect but it seems you are as unpleasant as ever.” Ailsalia scoffed at the look of disbelief that Varis blatantly sent her after her reasoning. “Unlike you cousin, I’m neither a snake nor a Sinnenodel. Your father made that distinction quite clear after my parents’ passing.” Ailsalia turned away from Varis and faced the other nobles. “And since my cousin obviously forgot his manners, my name is Ailsalia Margaux, cousin to this arrogant worm through our mage mothers.” She curtsied and smiled at the vampire, eyes still dark. Varis pulled out his pocket watch, checked it, and snapped it shut sharply.

“Well, this was fun but I believe it’s time for me to leave. I have a bit of business before our soiree this morning and what kind of host would I be if I were late to my own party?” Varis bowed to Amaris and Arianna before saying to Ailsalia sweety, “It was a displeasure as always, Lia. I do hope we don’t cross paths again.” Ailsalia’s face went blank at the name and Varis turned sharply on his heel as he left, his usual confidence replacing the tension Ailsalia’s presence brought, humming absently. Varying emotions played across Ailsalia’s face-grief, anger, sadness, fury- before it settled back into a pleasant smile.

“My, my. Never a dull moment when that worm is around.”

Talrae, a VR-MMO RP

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Of Blood and Magic

Sariel

_{Interacting with: @Scribe of Thoth@Obscene Symphony}

“Oh gosh, aren’t you eager? But call me Sariel. Ms. Asiree makes me sound like a functional adult and that I am not!” Sariel laughed and continued knocking her heels against the stage. She considered the question for a moment. “My Awakening showed me my affinity so I don’t have a lot of advice for figuring it out. But once you do, fall in love with your magic.” She hopped off the stage with a wink for the others who were interested in speaking with her and slipped her arm into Max’s, steering him into the cluster of tables. Several pairs of eyes watched jealousy as they departed. The breeze circling Sairel enveloped Max as well. “Take every opportunity to explore your magic, every second of every day. Most of your classmates are gonna use it when it’s convenient or when it’s right. Use your magic to turn a page, use it to get the salt shaker, use it to pick something up off the ground. Everyone thinks mastery is all about the big spells, the structure and flashy effects, but it’s the little things that make a master. And above all, enjoy it. You may hate your situation but revel in your power.” She patted Max’s arm sympathetically. “Anyways, I’ll introduce you to someone I tutored personally so he has a bit more skilled than most of your class. Once you figure out your affinity, he can help you get ahead on your control exercises.” She grinned at the boy and stopped in front of the Arena Guild table where a blond headed mage filled out some papers. “How rude. Not even going to say hello to your old tutor Aaron?” She said teasingly. “Anyways, Aaron this is…” She turned to Max, a look of horror and embarrassment on her face. “Oh gosh, I completely forgot to ask your name. I’m so sorry! I must seem like a complete airhead!”

Scarlet

_{Interacting with: @TrainerBlue192}

The woman wearing the “Plant” tag had her name written in large block letters. Scarlet May. Her red hair was pulled up in a loose bun, strands still escaping. Smudges of dirt streaked across her pale skin, under yellowed eyes. She wore comfortable clothing, a long sleeved shirt and jeans with a pair of gardener’s gloves sticking out of the back pocket. She chuckled at the boy’s predicament.

“Sorry, I just find it funny how many of us have that problem. That’s why they make sure a Plant mage is always here you know?” She held out her hand to shake his. The nails were bit short and a few flecks of dirt had made their way underneath them. “Scarlet May, plant mage and the head of the gardening association here at Noila. Your problem isn’t going to go away until your get your magic under control a bit more unfortunately. All you can do right now is figure out a few calming exercises. I have a pamphlet with a few if you’d like.”

Ms. Naomi

_{Interacting with: @Crusader Lord}

“It depends on the type of administration you are interested in. We offer a variety of economic, business, and social classes that would work well towards a profession in administration Countess.” The woman bowed as she spoke. “Was there something specific you had in mind?”