Sho Minazuki

Silver Gate Academy [Accepting New Players]

Eiseikato

Wednesday, June 1st 20XX
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Koyuki

@Amaterasu

Hider

The snowy-looking fox stepped around almost excitedly as she wandered through the ethereal streets. As she entered the town proper she noticed something odd about the residents. Not a single one was human. Was it the smell that gave it away, or that there was literally a walking umbrella passing her by, or a towering Oni wearing a fancy suit with sunglasses? The residents aside, there appeared to be a number of stalls and bustling restaurants and souvenir stores, and amidst the bustling she got an idea for what kind of place this was.

A town of yokai, such a prospect seemed to be quite exciting for her. How and why was she here? She immediately stopped caring as soon as she stepped in here. Despite her status as a yokai, the existence of such a city was unknown to her. However, it appeared as if her enjoyment was going to be cut short, the same familiar haze swept past her nose, unseen yet ever-present. Her eyes panned around, before settling upon the stairs leading further into the city. At the very end and atop the hill stood a towering building.

She climbed the steps in what appeared to be a trance, and as the building came into better focus, the initial interpretation of it being a castle quickly faded as she realized. This was an Inn. What was however, more interesting to her was that all the women who worked here were for the most part, kitsune like herself.

Her focus though was immediately grabbed yet again by the scent from earlier, the same one that had led her here, and following that scent she entered. The working ladies seemed to notice her but did nothing to stop her, even if it appeared as if she had walked into a staff-only area. As she rose staircase by staircase, where she would normally be fraught with fatigue, she would find herself being pulled in and climbing beyond her ability, until she finally reached the top.

She ascended the final steps, turning her head to the end of the room as she was met with a gorgeous view of the town she was in just now. A fan-shaped window adorned with with red and gold, the walls to the sides lined with various tapestries and fine kimono, with an empty centre, though seated in front of that window was a lady. Her back was turned to Koyuki, who walked closer, still drawn by the haze, but she now could see where it came from. The pipe that the lady smoked. She wore a kimono, slightly let down to expose a bit of her upper back, black hair tied up in an elaborate Oiran hairstyle, adorned with golden ornaments and pieces. As Koyuki's gaze moved around, she would notice tails coming out underneath the large arrangement of silks wrapped around her bottom half. Her eyes counted... One... Two... Three... Six... There were nine tails.

Being a Kitsune herself, she knew what this meant. But as soon as she stepped at the end of the room, barely past the paper doors.

"Bow"

Koyuki immediately bowed down, her face but inches from the ground.

"I see, so I was right... What is it you call yourself now, Koyuki...? An adorable name, one well-picked", she seemed to almost laugh, but Koyuki could not tell given her pose.

"My my, four tails already? You have been busy haven't you? How promising... Hm, but I sense confusion from you... Very well. I will allow you one question before I continue", the stern request was rather strong-handed. Koyuki would have to pick her question carefully.

Todoroki Tsurara

@Takumi Enishi

Hider

Tsurara walked the streets, naked, or relatively so. As such she got looks from a lot of the yokai. While it was not strange for yokai to reveal their true forms, it was rather rare for ones with feminine beauty to do so. It was a strange sight seeing monsters of all kinds make catcalls to the Yuki-Onna, but soon the pattering of footsteps began to become louder before Tsurara felt indignant pain as her ear was pulled.

As she was turned around she looked into the eyes of a woman with such a cold expression, she herself as a yokai of ice froze inside too. Without a word she was dragged off by the ear by this woman. She wore a blue done-up Kimono depicting a tundra and a clear blue sky, all proper, white hair in a braid and bun combination with bright adornments, which stood out even more with her white hair, and most of all, her silver, cold eyes.

Next thing Tsurara knew, she was ushered into a house, as she entered, a group of women all in a similar outfit and setup to her bowed and greeted her.

"Welcome back, Lady Yukiano"

Now identified as Lady Yukiano, she stepped towards the stairs, but when she noticed Tsurara was not following she turned, "what are you standing there for? Follow me", the atmosphere did not allow her to defy her, not to mention she felt it too... This woman was also a Yuki-Onna, all the way down to her touch.

Pretty soon the two were seated in front of some freshly brewed tea, across from each other. The room they were in was decorated quite nicely, flower arrangement, calligraphy, some other minimalist decoration such as a vase, nothing extravagant.

"Now then... Tsurara... It appears I may have much to teach you. I am Yukiano Tsukihara. Your mother... Is an old acquaintance, and now I see why she was so concerned. Have you no decency child? To bare yourself before anyone, such filth", she sipped her tea and breathed as naturally as she dished out insult after insult.

"What would people think of Yuki-Onna if you did something like that. How do you expect to be married doing such things? I am sure we have our wild years, but this is... Beyond wild", her sharp eyes did not seem to approve of Tsurara.

"One week... Will barely be enough, I would be lucky to even make you half-way respectable by then", she sighed before putting her cup back down.

"All of that aside, I am obligated to be informing you of what is happening. No, you do not have a choice", she pulled out some papers and slid them over to Tsurara. It was her application form for the school trip, but also a second was stapled to it, signing her up to a Yokai training program. There was an extra note here too whose handwriting she noticed. It was her mother's. "Please make her into a respectable woman".

"If I did not owe your mother anything I would have refused. I can hardly believe you two are related let alone being mother and daughter... Now then. There is much to learn. First... Your mother paid for this kimono herself, so you may keep it beyond your week training here", she clapped twice, the paper doors opened as two ladies holding a kimono were there, which she presumed was the one. It had a snowflake pattern amidst a sunset. And before she knew it, she was dragged off and forced into a new and rather unfamiliar attire.

Jhackson Micheal Mason

@TheHangedMan

Hider

As Mason was being led through town being surrounded by an entourage of thugs, he began to notice something... There's monsters, everywhere, he looked right and left, and there were monsters straight out of storybooks. In fact after a few minutes he noticed that his entourage increased in size, grew horns, and changed skin color. They were oni.

He had no idea what was happening but there was amidst this, no time to enjoy the ethereal and unique scenery this town offered. Pretty soon, he was ushered into a building just off the side, though it had a traditional look on the outside, it looked like an office building on the inside. He briefly read as he entered a plaque at the far end saying "Koujou". The way everything was styled was just like Yakuza as he'd seen in movies and anime and... Anything else he had time to get his hands on. It seemed one of them noticed his nervousness.

"Heh, don't worry kid, we're not here to gut you or anything, we're just having you meet our boss", the one who spoke though he also had horns like the others, did not tower as much, and his eyes had a golden glint to them too even visible underneath his sunglasses. He had short golden hair and a constant confident smile with small fangs.

Pretty soon Mason did see the boss, as assured. He was sat inside a traditional Japanese room, at the far end sitting there like a daimyo was what would safely be assumed to be the boss. The biggest oni in the room, large, towering, with skin red like blood, wearing oversized sunglasses for his large self, and wearing an elaborate haori like a cape.

"Ehhh, so you're the one I was told about eh? A half-demon, strength type...", he seemed to be reading from some documents, which in his huge hands were... Almost comical.

"Oh I see, so that's why you're here. A foreign type too even, that's interestin', but you match Oni so well you sure your dad or somethin' wasn't one? Haha! Fire attribute too that's amazing... Hmmmmm. But bein' half... Oh right you must be wonderin' why you're here then", the big man handed a sheet to his assistant who sat beside him, who then quickly scuttled up to Mason to hand it to him.

As Mason read what was on the sheet he recognized it as his form for applying for the trip. But there was another page stapled to it. It was a page signing him up for a Yokai training program, along with a note... "As Yokai cannot learn exorcism safely, you have been submitted to this unique program lasting around one week. Signed, Kirizanto Kuuto". The biggest surprise though was... The person that made that note, but now he kinda got the picture.

"So that's the deal. This program is... Ordained by Lady Kuzunoha who rules this little place. To make sure Yokai do not eventually die out with urban developments, she has made a program requiring many of us to take in... Apprentices for a week. Teach'em what it means to be Yokai... Or... Somethin' like that I dunno this stuff's not my strength. Anyway, welcome kid, to the Koujou Clan. We're a clan of Oni who also operate as part of a Yakuza family in the world you know", he introduced.

"I've already figured out who will be your senpai for your program. Back there, Yuzaki!"

"Sir!", it was the guy with golden eyes again. He bowed as he was addressed.

"He's all yours",

"Yessir! Mason was your name right? I hope we get along!" Likewise, Mason found himself bowing as he did too.

"Awright, now that's settled, ya got any questions before I get back to... My business?"

Icarus Ochre

@Ginnungagap

Hider

As he stepped into the shrine's grounds, he began to notice the ethereal night around him. Almost glowing pink sakura petals amidst a dark navy blue sky adorned with only a single full moon. The stone pavement in front of him was clean and even, swept only by the pink petals of this strange place he was in. Being that of Arcanis, nothing here was familiar to him, yet he felt something similar to that which were called "yokai" in this world. His focus was brought back as the flitter of flame brushed past his sight, the flame bird that led him here, then flew further in towards the shrine, wistfully fluttering about before disappearing beyond the doors.

Icarus found himself sliding those same doors open within some moments, only to be greeted by a man sitting by a table. From what he could tell the center was a game board, using black and white pebbles, and sitting across was a phantom that took the shape of the man, yet was lined with flames.

"Ah, so you have finally come... Or rather, you arrived pretty quickly. Please... Take a seat", he stated, and as he did the flame phantom disappeared.

"So, have you ever played Go? Ah why am I asking of course not. I have already foreseen such afterall", though he was right, there was something about him that was kind of irritating. He had a clean look about him, and was dressed like that of an onmyoudo, like the exorcists back in the conference he saw, but this man did not appear to be an exorcist.

"Here, I shall give you some guidance", he made what appeared like a seal with his hand. For a brief moment, symbols appeared around his hand written from flame, before conjuring yet another fire bird that circled Icarus before settling on his shoulder. As he looked at it, somehow the rules of Go became clear to him.

"It's temporary, and you will forget once that bird is gone, but we can now play. I will try to go easy on you", for some reason, Icarus felt he was not going to.

He was right. He was promptly defeated in what he understood thanks to the little firebird, a very fast game. The man then clicked his fingers, causing the board to clean itself and start a game anew.

"I suppose you must be wondering why you're here", he began, starting yet another game. Icarus felt compelled to make a move too and keep playing, there was nothing else to do and... It seemed rude not to.

"I am Hinoyama Kikutori, a... Suzaku. A fire phoenix much like yourself, but I have never had the pleasure of meeting such until today", his next move was quite aggressive.

"The place you find yourself in is my shrine here in Eiseikato, a wandering city so to speak. It drifts between rifts in the world's planes of existence going from place to place around Japan. You are here because... Oh an opening", he took it rather eagerly. He seemed to be enjoying himself.

"Ahem... So you are here because you have been signed up for a little program the Lady Kuzunoha runs here for young yokai, or... In your case, demons is the term you use", he made another seal with his hand, a little different to before, but the effect was same, though this time it conjured some papers in front of Icarus. He saw his application for the school trip, but attached was another page that detailed this... Program. "He is talented at magic, but I feel he needs guidance from one of his own", was a note from Utsumi.

"That is the situation. This little program takes place over 5 days, and daresay it would be preferable over being surrounded by people who can erase your existence no? In any case... Looks like I win again", this man really was a bit irritating.

"Hmhm, I can feel your bubbling frustration, so perhaps we shall not play another. Instead I shall be teaching you my arts. I had taken this position to be your tutor without any prior thought only wishing to see a 'phoenix' in person, but now that I am here, I realize I actually had no plans for your development, so I shall simply teach you my arts", his arts...? Kikutori opened his palm, and in a few moments a bright and revitalizing flame flickered in his hand.

"We may be a bit different, but the undying and rebirth aspect of our fires are... The same so to speak, and so I can teach you that which I have learned. Flames that do not die, even in the face of the coldest water or the most powerful exorcist. Sounds like a worthwhile study does it not?"

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Reynard Faust | Fenixtear Guild Library

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"He who gives no light shall never become a star"

- William Blake on the "Proverbs of Hell"

Seated in an armchair in a small corner of the Fenixtear library, as far back and in a corner as possible as to not be disturbed, with a coat of dark turquoise flung over the chair, a far eastern blade leaned against it, a book in his hand with legs crossed, and a few small snacks on the tiny sidetable was the one known as Reynard Faust. Ever since joining Fenixtear he had been in the library if there was no requirement for him to be anywhere else. This corner that he sits in is piled with books on old legends and tales, notably ones relating to malicious occurrences within all of Fiore. A force of habit for him it seems, he had come this far inquiring about the organization of Gospel and one thing led to another, and now he was a member of Fenixtear.

At the very least, it was not a waste of time as members of it were sincerely a part of this guild, and being surrounded by others rather than being alone on the road gave him some measure of peace, even if he did not want to interact with them. It reminded him of some better days, yet in his eyes he cannot make peace and accept this, at least until the nightmare that pervades him is vanquished. For now, he accepts their hospitality, as is convenient.

"Hm, I suppose this will be enough for the time being", he muttered to himself, snapping the book closed with one hand, before putting it aside. He got up, walking over to the window as he thought to himself... Everyone here seemed to be rather relaxed, which was refreshing to see, but in the few days he'd been here he still couldn't feel at ease. Staying still and not progressing to his goal somehow made him anxious,

"Hmmm... I suppose I should be patient", demons don't just want to be found he was told by the guild members part of Gospel. So it would seem they would have to wait.

"At least for now"

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Reynard Faust

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"He whose face gives no light shall never become a star"

- William Blake

Name: Reynard Faust
Age: 24
Guild Mark Location: Right Palm

Magic Type:

Astral Light Magic - A form of light magic that takes the form of blue-green light. It's dimmer than any other light magic, and furthermore has different properties to typical light magic, as it does not emit heat, but has a chilling edge instead as a cold light. It's about as versatile as one would expect of light magic, but this does have one other property that sets it apart, and that it's able to solidify more keenly and sharply. That property combined with being just a bit cool makes it a terrible beam attack, but an excellent physical attack.

Spells:

Spells

Passive

Hider

Astral Flow: This is a passive effect. As he fights the flow of his Astral Light magic will build up within his sword and sheath as it absorbs excess. The more Basic spells he uses, the more range his normal swings have as they get trailed by Astral Light, and the more magic is built up into his weapons. He can expend the magical energy in them to use his Advanced spells for about the same cost as a basic spell. To clarify, only Advanced Spells.

Basic

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Astral Judgement: He can conjure a storm of slashes that detonate and slice an area. The range of this is high and with more than decent power, however it has a delay before it lands, making it easy to avoid as long as you're moving. He is able to use this consecutively too without much trouble up to three times, or even more if his Astral Flow is high enough.

Astral Refinement: He can add a glowing buff to his or any ally's weapon. The effects of this buff include an improvement to cutting power, and slight detonation of the magic on contact depending on surface area. For example a buffed sword might benefit from the improved cutting power, while a hammer might benefit more from the detonation.

Astral Phantom: Reynard is able to move like a phantom, increasing his speed and cloaking himself with his magic, appearing like an after-image made from Astral Light whenever he uses this. The properties of this is he moves blindingly quick, but it's always a straight path.

Starshower Swords: He can conjure swords made from his magic to fly at opponents. He can arrange these in multiple different arrays, and even use them as off-hand weapons. These swords are also not 100% solid so when they pierce opponents, they may appear to go all the way through but won't cause a wound as severe as that seems.

Astral Storm: Every time he swings his blade, he can cause an additional slashing arch to accompany it at a timing he so chooses following the same swing with added range of up to a feet. He can have it accompany his blade at the same time to be a heavy slash, or have it come out shortly after his swing for pressure.

Sundering Star/Storm/Judgement: He'll dash forward and use one of three moves. Sundering Star is where he'll do a single slash through an opponent, easily the fastest and most precise move. Sundering Storm is where he'll use Astral Storm around him slashing wildly, and Sundering Judgement is where he'll dash through opponents leaving behind an Astral Judgement on their positions.

Advanced

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Moonlight Twin: An advanced spell where he summons a knight made from Astral Light as a doppelganger to fight alongside him. It can fight independently of him to deal with multiple opponents, or become part of his offense. The Twin can take a few hits being solid enough to do that

Rain of Swords: A Starshower Swords spell applied to summon a powerful rain of blades that can stop most things in it's tracks. He can either set it to an area in front of him, or all around himself.

Phantom's Judgement: He'll take an Iai stance in a specific posture, upon being attacked he'll leave behind an after-image and disappear before appearing behind the attacker as they're struck by several slashes from Astral Judgement.

Hidden Arts

Hider

Astral Judgement End: A wide area effect spell that wraps up a gigantic area with Astral Judgement following Reynard seemingly splitting into multiple after-images moving at high speed. The amount of Astral Judgement is so dense it can bind enemies within it. Upon sheathing his blade the entire spell detonates, slashing everything inside it with high intensity. Though this attack is incredibly powerful, it requires concentrating and charging before it's executed.

Sword Techniques

Hider

Returning Blade: A rapid three-strike technique where the 3rd strike comes at an unexpected angle while the first two are a back and forth on the same direction. This is a move made to open up an opponent. This can be done from a draw slash or an open blade.

Magic Rank: A

Equipment:
Tsukiame Mikazuki [Heavenly Crescent Moon] - A special katana that is forged as both weapon and catalyst for magic. The scabbard is lined with magical crystals that show up as runic patterns when he's casting, and the blade is lacquered with a special mix of the same crystals liquefied. As a side-effect, the lacquer protects the blade from wear and tear more effectively than standard lacquers, and gives it a unique effect when swung. This blade has a curious potential laying in wait within it.

Strengths:

• Unwavering Will: He's the least likely to flinch or stand down in the face of adversity, and is usually the first to step up to a challenge.
• Swordmaster: He is a skilled swordsman before being a skilled mage, capable with swords in various forms to certain extents. He also has sword techniques, which require only a weapon to use.
• Now I'm Motivated: When pushed into a dire situation, he has greater focus as the adrenaline starts pumping. This results in more precise and potent attacks.

Weaknesses:

• Independent Priorities: He has his own motivations and goals, and will place those above others. As a result he normally prefers to separate from groups to achieve those goals.
• Distrustful: He is somewhat distrustful of others, though in the nature of preferring to confirm things for himself rather than taking the word of others.
• Standoffish: He is a rather distant person, making him hard to approach or intimidating to work with. His cold demeanor and appearance can also make him a less than ideal candidate for speaking with some clients.

Personality:

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Reynard is an abrasive person to put it simply, letting little get in the way of expressing his distaste with anything, or expressing praise where it is due. He isn't a person of extreme emotions, though he may express himself at times, it's never anywhere near loud or dramatic. As a result though, at times he may take some things just a little too seriously, or even focus on the wrong things.

Thought not uncooperative, he is a strong-minded person, rarely accepting to compromise from his own convictions, and at times even go as far as to go against requests if he doesn't agree with them. If no consensus is found, he will often act on his own. He is a man of a reason however and those that understand that may find him easier to work with.

In battle he is cold and analytical, but when faced with a strong opponent, a kind of fire is ignited within him that causes him to be uncharacteristically eager to fight. To him, every difficult enemy is a chance to push his limits further, to see what he is currently lacking, and in the heat of battle, create a solution for it. It is unclear whether he simply enjoys battle, or enjoys growth.

History/Bio:

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Atop a hill behind a thick forest lay a burned down mansion, grounds marred by craters and singed earth. The stories of what happened here varied, some say it was just a fire, a magic gone wrong, or the cursed family was finally claimed by hell itself. No one knew when it happened, just one day there was no one here any longer. The family known as the Fausts, a small reclusive family of mages just simply disappeared one day, and the name now stricken as lost as their bloodline was declared over. The truth was, one person survived the events that ripped the family from the face of the earth. The young boy named Reynard Faust.

Reynard Faust was a young boy barely eight when his family was ripped away from him. The Fausts were a small family with as they claim, a storied history going back more than a few centuries. He knew their family had a reputation for being related to demons, or being a cursed family of misfortune that everyone was told to never go anywhere near. In actuality they were normal people, keeping to themselves, but unknown to them their ancient family estate sat upon powerful demonic artifacts, one that piqued the interest of a demon.

It happened quickly, the house was on fire as a demon descended upon it. At the night of the attack he had found a strange sword within the family estate while exploring, ending up in the sanctum where they kept old artifacts. The sword glowed, called out to him, and at that moment he felt a sense of foreboding. The moments after this, he smelled smoke as he ran outside and his home was already ablaze. He ran around looking for his parents, only to find them slaughtered as he peeked amidst the rubble, and standing over them a demon of fire. If not for the sword he held giving him clarity, he would have been frozen here. With tears in his eyes as he realized what had happened, and the monster he saw, he ran.

The months following this event he went from town to town, being involved in various events, from involving thieves trying to steal the valueable-looking sword he was clutching, to kind people who offered him food and drink when he was desperate. Yet none of those would last, months went by as he continued on, rumors of a boy clutching a sword started to circulate until he was eventually approached by authorities in Oshibana. He was brought in for questioning as to who he was and what he was doing. Being the last of the Faust family came to them as a surprise, as the family was noted to be deceased some months back.

He was put into an orphanage where he would live out the next few years uneventfully, though unhappy. He felt it was unfair that he was here, he still questioned what happened that night. When he said it was a demon that killed them, they laughed, but he knew what he saw, saying it was just a fire. Psychiatrists thought the demon was just a manifestation of his trauma, but he was too set into it, and he was told explicitly by others that demons did not exist. It was for his own good of course, but telling a young child what they saw wasn't real doesn't tend to go over well. In frustration, he would finally run away from the orphanage barely 12.

It wasn't unexpected that a guild would be utilized to find him and bring him back, but when he refused to return they offered him an alternative. He can join them, or he can eventually just be brought back again. Naturally, he chose to join the guild. He was but a whelp far as a mage went, but during the altercation he attempted to use his sword to fight the mages off, and that caught their attention.

This guild was a small guild, they offered little, were friendly, they helped him grow as a mage and even for a time he felt he had something again. He improved his skills as a mage, with some help learned to better utilize the last memento of his family, but such a thing was not to last. After a few years in his late teens he returned to a guild in flames, the bodies of his fellow guildmates were strewn about and some were trapped inside. As he stood there watching the flames, there was not a single voice. Everyone that was here at the time was killed. He stood there, watching the flames in silence, and the events of that night at his family home came back to him.

He re-emerged a few years later, a mage without a guild wandering the country. He went from town to town, searching for demons, as well as looking into any information he can find about them. As he'd expected, any information was scarce, and many times he'd found evidence that it had been removed for reasons unknown. He wagered there were people who didn't want others to know they existed, but there were a few rare instances that he would find some, small encounters with hostile demons hidden away or terrorizing fringes of the countryside, but while he sated his mind's need to know if they existed, these ones were nothing like the one he saw many years ago.

His few years of journeying, hunting and searching led him to learning of the Gospel family. He traced whatever information he could obtain which led him to the guild Fenixtear.

Extra:

- Awaken the Power: The Tsukiame Mikazuki called out to him once with a curious glow, and since then has never glowed in such a way again. Perhaps it hides a hidden power, or even the secret of his family's lineage.

- Theme Song: Bury the Light

Silver Gate Academy [Accepting New Players]

@StOpossum

You have incredibly unfortunate timing because the arc just started, and isn't accepting new players until the arc is over. The projection for that is around 4-5 months, but can be sooner if things go smoothly.

If you are somehow still interested you're free to swing by the discord and get to know the other players.

Though as it's literally day 1 of the arc, my recommendation is to talk to me immediately, as it is possible I can make an exception, though I make no promises. Please do so on the discord as I'm pretty quick to respond there.

Silver Gate Academy [Accepting New Players]

Major Arc 1
The Great Blaze of Kyoto

Kyoto International Conference Center

Wednesday, June 1st 20XX
Morning

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Kyoto, the city of tradition, history, mysticism and culture, as far as Japan went, Kyoto was considered by many as the most Japanese city. It's idyllic shrines, castles, mixed with the urbanisation seen in many cities of Japan gives it the unique touch of a fusion of culture and urban society. The city was on the cusp of summer as there was a tizzy in the air among the population. It was June after all, and for Kyoto, June through to August was the season of festivals, some even going back to back. There was no shortage of a festival to attend while here in Kyoto.

Unfortunately however the enticing outdoors and interesting cityscape these students could see out the window, served only to be a groaning reminder of why they were here. Yet they bore with it through the promise of free time after today.

"So welcome, to the 2nd Japan Arcanis Alliance Conference, hosted by the Kyoto Mystics Alliance. Those attending today are from places far and wide around Japan. As you know, there is an effort to bring Arcanis and Earth closer together in unity, and harmony...",

The speech bore on for awhile. Some students were a bit too tired from the trip to the hotel and then immediately having to make their way here. The stage of the conference hall had what many are to be believed very important people. Most of which were adults, or very old men, but only one stood out among them, which was a young girl sitting in the center of the rows. It was strange that she would not be mentioned having such an important position, but everyone was a bit too bored to really question it.

"... in particular the academy known as Silver Gate has been making good progress over the last two decades. This conference we hold every year starting from last year is to help those interested in the craft and practice of magic here in Japan to get to know..."

The general point was understood already, the droning seemed to knock a few of the less interested students to sleep already. Kuuto and Utsumi for some reason seemed rather dauntless to this seemingly effective sleep spell of sorts.

"...so we'd like to introduce the head of the Fujiwara Clan who has been working with Arcanis practitioners, to help us understand the benefits of cooperation. Please, give a warm welcome to Motsumine no Fujiwara"

Taking the stage in a complete set of onmyouji gear, the long hat, the white robes, he appeared as if out of a tapestry depicting such figures in Japanese feudal courts. He wasn't the only one dressed this way, those sitting down along the stage wore such things in a variety of styles to represent their schools of exorcism, in fact it came to the attention of some that there were new interested persons this year. Blacksmiths in particular.

"Yes, thank you. I would like to speak today in regards to the equipment that I have made use of from Arcanis", he began. Motsumine was a rather well-done up person, his face was clean, sharp, and eyes that seemed to laugh and scrutinize all at once, and an everpresent slight smile.

"The iron of our world has served us well for generations, and our smiths are the best I could ever ask for, but as our country has faced many trials, so too did our weaponry. When faced with inferior iron, we created the tachi. When the opportunity showed itself, we used the superior iron found on western soil. In the midst of war, we even borrowed the technology of our enemies at the time. Today I ask that we do no different, for you see, the materials of weapons and equipment I have found in Arcanis are among the most effective I have ever had the pleasure to use", he waved a hand as a curtain behind him revealed a set of swords. Those of Arcanis present today might instantly recognize their unique stylings. Motsumine took one of the swords, a gleaming straight sword with a golden edge boxing in a bright silver body.

"I am sure we are familiar with the properties of silver, being able to cut away the impure and corrupted, but what if I told you that within Arcanis lay an even better silver? This sword I hold here is made from Indranite, this is an impressive metal that mere presence can keep the wearer safe from demonic disruption",

There were some murmurs among the blacksmiths, looking to each other and giving some kind of reaction. It was a mix of interest and skepticism.

"So today I have invited many blacksmiths who would be willing to heed my call, to inspect these weapons. I also have invited investors from Arcanis who sit among the crowd today should my esteemed craftsmen wish to purchase some material to try out. I surely hope that my actions today would create a foundation where both our worlds become stronger", there was an applause following his bow, signifying the end of his speech. As he concluded his time on stage he headed back to his seat, letting the host return.

"Thank you Motsumine no Fujiwara! I will also surely be interested in seeing what comes of this. Now onto our next guest...", the rest of the conference was not quite as interesting as Motsumine's speech. Many of them were about relations, the issue on handling both demons and yokai, as they had some differences as well as similarities.

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One Hour Later

As soon as the conference ended, people were free to walk around and speak with the guests. Before that though... Motsumine had approached the class group as Kuuto was telling everyone what they were allowed to do while here.

"It is rare to see you, heir of Kirizanto. Perhaps you are here on business?", Kuuto turned to see Motsumine.

"School business. I see you haven't done anything about your showmanship",

"Please, you say that as if it were a bad thing. Think of it, perhaps you would rather a better blade than your family's flimsy demon cutting swords. As effective as they are, you find yourself with a new one every other day", Kuuto looked down in thought, and after a moment he turned back.

"True, perhaps a better weapon would serve me better, but it will be one crafted by our family", Motsumine laughed lightly.

"Yes of course, the pride of our traditions are what keeps our arts alive is it not? All the better to help those arts evolve even further", he waved his paper fan lightly. Despite the somewhat hostile nature of Kuuto and his unwavering frown, it seems the two seemed to enjoy the conversation somewhat.

"Now then Motsumine, surely you have better to do than talk to a teacher. Perhaps it'd be more productive to speak with potential investors", Motsumine laughed heartily, waving a fan lightly as he did.

"Come now, surely I am afforded a conversation with an old friend after so many years! Perhaps you would even have interesting stories to tell, which I would prefer over talking about numbers and trade", Kuuto just pressed his forehead as he looked away a bit, sighing then turning back.

"Fine, but it'll be later. I'm sure we still have some business for the day before we can relax", he gave in. Motsumine's fan snapped back closed in a distinct clap.

"Excellent! I shall contact you thereafter! We have many things to discuss, why I believe it may be a good chance to show you a new tea set I had obtained! Well then, do not let me keep you", Kuuto nodded as Motsumine began walking away. An interesting man to be sure.

Kuuto turned back to the class,

"Alright, so for today we're going to be going around to the various shrines around Kyoto owned by exorcist families. Though that will be after lunch. Until lunch time, you may go around the centre and look at the stands people have setup", he was referring to something akin to employment expos, which was indeed something that was setup in the next hall.

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Over the rest of the day...

The rest of the day went by rather quickly, the class went from shrine to shrine, all of them quite large, and were introduced to the many styles of exorcism that existed and were crafted by the various families. They even had time to visit some blacksmiths who were headquartered here in Kyoto, and even went by Kuuto's family house, during which he was mysteriously absent.

Utsumi though for a majority found himself explaining to students the many types of exorcism that existed, at least the ones besides the one they were taught in class. He went into some detail about western style exorcism, as well as what he knew about Arcanis style. Though it was not a classroom setting, so unfortunately there were no books to distribute during this.

Eventually though, everyone would retire to the hotel. Only a select few people realized some people were missing, but when they asked Kuuto or Utsumi about them, they simply said they were on extra-curricular activities, and really, no more than that. As no one could get anything about the missing people out of them, most just went off to do their own thing. At the very least it seemed the two knew what was going on...

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@ERode@I-Am-X@Kafka Komedy

The showcase of Exorcism Arts will be coming soon.

For those of you waiting for a special event, please send me a DM on discord. I know in particular @Lonewolf685@Kal-El are looking for one.

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For our Yokai frens
@Takumi Enishi@Amaterasu@Ginnungagap@TheHangedMan

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Koyuki

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The young fox girl wandered the expo place to place. For her, the only worry she had was to make it back to the meeting place in time for lunch, which was a perfectly good reason as any to get back in time. But out of the corner of her eye she spotted someone, a courtesan, back turned, smoking a pipe, disappearing amidst the crowd of the forum. There was an alluring sense to her, but not in the way of attraction, but deep in her being she felt a connection to this person. And so she pursued.

As she sprinted around, some of the people she brushed past stepping back in surprise, and some even telling her to be careful, she turned a corner around the hall as a haze obscured her vision, as soon she took but one more step, the entire area around her was but gray smoke. With no recourse other than to keep moving, backwards, forwards, left or right, none of it seemed to matter. The feeling of panic combined with curiosity filled her as she walked into the smoke, and pretty soon... She found herself standing within a new place.

The pink ethereal blossoms that lined the air around her and the pathway before her almost beckoned her forward, the eternally dark sky above with a full white moon... She was no longer in Kyoto, so she felt.

Todoroki Tsurara

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As lunchtime arrived, the lady of ice found herself fatigued by the heat of summer. While the inside of the hall was just fine, it was when lunchtime had come, and beyond when she began to feel her race's limits under the blazing Kyoto sun. Truly, a yuki-onna was not suited for such an environment. Comes to mind the story of a yuki-onna that simply disappeared when she entered hot water. Though no such event has occured for her specific kind, one cannot help but feel such fears may come to pass.

She eventually found a nice place under the shade upon a bench, eating shaved ice as she sat there. Time passed as lunch time was almost over, but it felt as if the shaved ice wasn't enough, and the tiredness and lack of energy began to set in, a fate locked as soon as she began to rest, and just like that she began to doze off. Even if only for a moment.

As she opened her eyes, she was greeted with what felt slightly familiar... Eiseikato.

Jhackson Micheal Mason

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Mason kept with his classmates for the majority, in fact he almost felt at home among all these employment-expo-like stands. He would notice a bunch of them weren't just here to represent, but also to recruit, and as a result might notice that it wasn't just their school that was here, there were a few others too. As a result, he safely was untouched throughout until lunch.

In the middle of lunch he had to go to the restroom in the park, but as soon as he emerged from it, there were some men in various suits and sunglasses with a mean look, surrounding him.

"Wait so this the kid?", were they Yakuza? It didn't seem Mason had any room to run except back into the bathroom but somehow a few emerged behind him.

"Just nab him and go, we'll explain everything later", before Mason could react had had a bag put over his head and felt himself being dragged off. Try as he might, he couldn't struggle, but somehow about these guys didn't seem human.

Sure enough... He would have the bag removed from his head as he found hismelf flanked by some goons. Nervously, he would take the ride, not knowing where he was being taken...

After what seemed a few minutes, he would be ushered out, "go on kid get out!", despite the rough words, they didn't handle him too roughly, though as he turned his head towards the outside of the car, he would notice it's ethereal beauty first and foremost, before then realizing this was not a crimelord's estate at all.

Icarus Ochre

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The fire bird boy strode around the various stands curiously as he browsed the... Many methods to which he could be snuffed from this world. A strange thought to have but it was one that he had, being a slightly lackadaisical boy with a bit too many thoughts sometimes. Though as he went along he noticed something strange... A small fire bird. A very small one. No one else seemed to be able to see it but it flitted around him as if beckoning him to follow before it led him around the area for a bit.

As Icarus followed it, turning a corner, he suddenly found himself looking at a shrine entrance, a big torii gate acting like a portal between the expo hall and... The shrine. The small fire bird beckoned him to follow as it went deeper in. Look behind him he might, and notice that no one else noticed this was here... Still, this was such a curious event that he could not help but step through, and as soon as he did the entire area changed. The shrine extended further out, disappearing beyond a long winding street as ethereal pink petals fell over an eternal night sky...

He was definitely not in the expo hall anymore.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

@j8cob Just letting you know I went over and made some changes. I also made a new section called Passive for Astral Flow, as I do plan on adding one or two more passives down the road.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Not-Vergil

(Click for full image)

Name: Reynard Faust
Age: 24
Guild Mark Location: Right Palm

Magic Type:

Astral Light Magic - A form of light magic that takes the form of blue-green light. It's dimmer than any other light magic, and furthermore has different properties to typical light magic, as it does not emit heat, but has a chilling edge instead as a cold light. It's about as versatile as one would expect of light magic, but this does have one other property that sets it apart, and that it's able to solidify more keenly and sharply. That property combined with being just a bit cool makes it a terrible beam attack, but an excellent physical attack.

Spells:

Spells

Passive

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Astral Flow: This is a passive effect. As he fights the flow of his Astral Light magic will build up within his sword and sheath as it absorbs excess. The more Basic spells he uses, the more range his normal swings have as they get trailed by Astral Light, and the more magic is built up into his weapons. He can expend the magical energy in them to use his Advanced spells for about the same cost as a basic spell. To clarify, only Advanced Spells.

Basic

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Astral Judgement: He can conjure a storm of slashes that detonate and slice an area. The range of this is high and with more than decent power, however it has a delay before it lands, making it easy to avoid as long as you're moving. He is able to use this consecutively too without much trouble up to three times, or even more if his Astral Flow is high enough.

Astral Refinement: He can add a glowing buff to his or any ally's weapon. The effects of this buff include an improvement to cutting power, and slight detonation of the magic on contact depending on surface area. For example a buffed sword might benefit from the improved cutting power, while a hammer might benefit more from the detonation.

Astral Phantom: Reynard is able to move like a phantom, increasing his speed and cloaking himself with his magic, appearing like an after-image made from Astral Light whenever he uses this. The properties of this is he moves blindingly quick, but it's always a straight path.

Starshower Swords: He can conjure swords made from his magic to fly at opponents. He can arrange these in multiple different arrays, and even use them as off-hand weapons. These swords are also not 100% solid so when they pierce opponents, they may appear to go all the way through but won't cause a wound as severe as that seems.

Astral Storm: Every time he swings his blade, he can cause an additional slashing arch to accompany it at a timing he so chooses following the same swing with added range of up to a feet. He can have it accompany his blade at the same time to be a heavy slash, or have it come out shortly after his swing for pressure.

Sundering Star/Storm/Judgement: He'll dash forward and use one of three moves. Sundering Star is where he'll do a single slash through an opponent, easily the fastest and most precise move. Sundering Storm is where he'll use Astral Storm around him slashing wildly, and Sundering Judgement is where he'll dash through opponents leaving behind an Astral Judgement on their positions.

Advanced

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Moonlight Twin: An advanced spell where he summons a knight made from Astral Light as a doppelganger to fight alongside him. It can fight independently of him to deal with multiple opponents, or become part of his offense. The Twin can take a few hits being solid enough to do that

Rain of Swords: A Starshower Swords spell applied to summon a powerful rain of blades that can stop most things in it's tracks. He can either set it to an area in front of him, or all around himself.

Phantom's Judgement: He'll take an Iai stance in a specific posture, upon being attacked he'll leave behind an after-image and disappear before appearing behind the attacker as they're struck by several slashes from Astral Judgement.

Hidden Arts

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Astral Judgement End: A wide area effect spell that wraps up a gigantic area with Astral Judgement following Reynard seemingly splitting into multiple after-images moving at high speed. The amount of Astral Judgement is so dense it can bind enemies within it. Upon sheathing his blade the entire spell detonates, slashing everything inside it with high intensity. Though this attack is incredibly powerful, it requires concentrating and charging before it's executed.

Sword Techniques

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Returning Blade: A rapid three-strike technique where the 3rd strike comes at an unexpected angle while the first two are a back and forth on the same direction. This is a move made to open up an opponent. This can be done from a draw slash or an open blade.

Magic Rank: A

Equipment:
Tsukiame Mikazuki [Heavenly Crescent Moon] - A special katana that is forged as both weapon and catalyst for magic. The scabbard is lined with magical crystals that show up as runic patterns when he's casting, and the blade is lacquered with a special mix of the same crystals liquefied. As a side-effect, the lacquer protects the blade from wear and tear more effectively than standard lacquers, and gives it a unique effect when swung. This blade has a curious potential laying in wait within it.

Strengths:

• Unwavering Will: He's the least likely to flinch or stand down in the face of adversity, and is usually the first to step up to a challenge.
• Swordmaster: He is a skilled swordsman before being a skilled mage, capable with swords in various forms to certain extents. He also has sword techniques, which require only a weapon to use.
• Now I'm Motivated: When pushed into a dire situation, he has greater focus as the adrenaline starts pumping. This results in more precise and potent attacks.

Weaknesses:

• Independent Priorities: He has his own motivations and goals, and will place those above others. As a result he normally prefers to separate from groups to achieve those goals.
• Distrustful: He is somewhat distrustful of others, though in the nature of preferring to confirm things for himself rather than taking the word of others.
• Standoffish: He is a rather distant person, making him hard to approach or intimidating to work with. His cold demeanor and appearance can also make him a less than ideal candidate for speaking with some clients.

Personality:

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Reynard is an abrasive person to put it simply, letting little get in the way of expressing his distaste with anything, or expressing praise where it is due. He isn't a person of extreme emotions, though he may express himself at times, it's never anywhere near loud or dramatic. As a result though, at times he may take some things just a little too seriously, or even focus on the wrong things.

Thought not uncooperative, he is a strong-minded person, rarely accepting to compromise from his own convictions, and at times even go as far as to go against requests if he doesn't agree with them. If no consensus is found, he will often act on his own. He is a man of a reason however and those that understand that may find him easier to work with.

In battle he is cold and analytical, but when faced with a strong opponent, a kind of fire is ignited within him that causes him to be uncharacteristically eager to fight. To him, every difficult enemy is a chance to push his limits further, to see what he is currently lacking, and in the heat of battle, create a solution for it. It is unclear whether he simply enjoys battle, or enjoys growth.

History/Bio:

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Atop a hill behind a thick forest lay a burned down mansion, grounds marred by craters and singed earth. The stories of what happened here varied, some say it was just a fire, a magic gone wrong, or the cursed family was finally claimed by hell itself. No one knew when it happened, just one day there was no one here any longer. The family known as the Fausts, a small reclusive family of mages just simply disappeared one day, and the name now stricken as lost as their bloodline was declared over. The truth was, one person survived the events that ripped the family from the face of the earth. The young boy named Reynard Faust.

Reynard Faust was a young boy barely eight when his family was ripped away from him. The Fausts were a small family with as they claim, a storied history going back more than a few centuries. He knew their family had a reputation for being related to demons, or being a cursed family of misfortune that everyone was told to never go anywhere near. In actuality they were normal people, keeping to themselves, but unknown to them their ancient family estate sat upon powerful demonic artifacts, one that piqued the interest of a demon.

It happened quickly, the house was on fire as a demon descended upon it. At the night of the attack he had found a strange sword within the family estate while exploring, ending up in the sanctum where they kept old artifacts. The sword glowed, called out to him, and at that moment he felt a sense of foreboding. The moments after this, he smelled smoke as he ran outside and his home was already ablaze. He ran around looking for his parents, only to find them slaughtered as he peeked amidst the rubble, and standing over them a demon of fire. If not for the sword he held giving him clarity, he would have been frozen here. With tears in his eyes as he realized what had happened, and the monster he saw, he ran.

The months following this event he went from town to town, being involved in various events, from involving thieves trying to steal the valueable-looking sword he was clutching, to kind people who offered him food and drink when he was desperate. Yet none of those would last, months went by as he continued on, rumors of a boy clutching a sword started to circulate until he was eventually approached by authorities in Oshibana. He was brought in for questioning as to who he was and what he was doing. Being the last of the Faust family came to them as a surprise, as the family was noted to be deceased some months back.

He was put into an orphanage where he would live out the next few years uneventfully, though unhappy. He felt it was unfair that he was here, he still questioned what happened that night. When he said it was a demon that killed them, they laughed, but he knew what he saw, saying it was just a fire. Psychiatrists thought the demon was just a manifestation of his trauma, but he was too set into it, and he was told explicitly by others that demons did not exist. It was for his own good of course, but telling a young child what they saw wasn't real doesn't tend to go over well. In frustration, he would finally run away from the orphanage barely 12.

It wasn't unexpected that a guild would be utilized to find him and bring him back, but when he refused to return they offered him an alternative. He can join them, or he can eventually just be brought back again. Naturally, he chose to join the guild. He was but a whelp far as a mage went, but during the altercation he attempted to use his sword to fight the mages off, and that caught their attention.

This guild was a small guild, they offered little, were friendly, they helped him grow as a mage and even for a time he felt he had something again. He improved his skills as a mage, with some help learned to better utilize the last memento of his family, but such a thing was not to last. After a few years in his late teens he returned to a guild in flames, the bodies of his fellow guildmates were strewn about and some were trapped inside. As he stood there watching the flames, there was not a single voice. Everyone that was here at the time was killed. He stood there, watching the flames in silence, and the events of that night at his family home came back to him.

He re-emerged a few years later, a mage without a guild wandering the country. He went from town to town, searching for demons, as well as looking into any information he can find about them. As he'd expected, any information was scarce, and many times he'd found evidence that it had been removed for reasons unknown. He wagered there were people who didn't want others to know they existed, but there were a few rare instances that he would find some, small encounters with hostile demons hidden away or terrorizing fringes of the countryside, but while he sated his mind's need to know if they existed, these ones were nothing like the one he saw many years ago.

His few years of journeying, hunting and searching led him to learning of the Gospel family. He traced whatever information he could obtain which led him to the guild Fenixtear.

Extra:

- Awaken the Power: The Tsukiame Mikazuki called out to him once with a curious glow, and since then has never glowed in such a way again. Perhaps it hides a hidden power, or even the secret of his family's lineage.

- Theme Song: Bury the Light

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

I'm interested but I have questions and the discord link doesn't work.

Silver Gate Academy [Accepting New Players]

Silver Gate Academy Highschool Building, Classroom 4-A

Tuesday, May 17th 20XX
Afternoon

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Lesson #4

Arcanis' Primary Elements

"So today we shall be learning about the elements of Arcanis magic. It is made up of four primary elements; fire, water, wind, and earth, and three secondary elements; lightning, ice, and wood", the class was being run by Utsumi again as usual. It's been a week since, and any unrest had begun to settle already, it appeared as if things were back to normal, like the night from almost two weeks ago hadn't happened at all.

"Well, I'm sure you all know what those comprise of, so instead I'll be talking about the origin of elements in Arcanis", Utsumi pulled from his pocket a small crystal, it glowed blue with a particular energy.

"This here is a water crystal, an elemental crystal. On Earth, such occurrences never happen, but in Arcanis where the aether, the flow of magic is much more potent, crystals can form in the appropriate environments. Elements being much more tangible in Arcanis has greatly influenced the study of magic compared to Earth, where much of the precepts are based on mysticism", he began.

"The land of Arcanis is thick with magic, so thick that many of it's areas can have whole ecosystems based around magic, and areas with large deposits of magical crystals such as these can greatly affect the area around it. One known instance of this is the frigid tundras of Crystis Talon. Currently under watch of the Ashcroft family is a gigantic elemental crystal of ice, which is a natural formation that predates humanity in Arcanis, and is the sole reason the region is quite frigid, despite it being surrounded by a warm and lush forest, and a desert", he then put the crystal away.

"Well, I suppose the take-away is that magic for those of Arcanis is quite real, and much more tangible than magic here. As I'm sure you're aware, Shinto and Celtic mysticism don't base their entire studies around studying energy but studying the power of words and inscriptions, something both Arcanis and Earth have in common so it appears",

"Anyways... I'm afraid that'll be all the time I have for talking about this subject, when we start doing secondary elements and Earth elements I'll bring it up again. For now, please review the set of four Royal magic spellbooks that I have given you for today... And also...",

People were beginning to pack up, but those with an eye on their watch saw there were still 5 minutes left until class was normally dismissed. It seemed there was a bit more.

"In about two weeks, we will be having a one week trip to Kyoto",

There was a murmur of excitement, as well as a few of Arcanis asking what or where Kyoto was. Utsumi stood up straight and then whispered a few words while raising his hand in an underslung motion. In an instant, a sheet of paper popped into existence in front of everyone's desk.

"This here is a form that you'll need to fill out if you're interested. In particular, we will be visiting various shrines run by the major families of Shinto Exorcism, passing by their famous dojos, and meeting some craftsmen who have gathered to demonstrate the importance of good gear. This will be of particular interest to anyone seriously pursuing any career where they'll be expected to fight, myself and Kuuto will be the supervising teachers for this trip".

"Also we'll be staying at a hotel, so I'd like everyone to give me their room assignments by the end of the week. The maximum number of people per room is 4, so please keep that in mind... Well then that's good time. Class dismissed", the words were followed with the sudden clamour of chairs and bags as people began to get up, already talking about the trip and asking questions. There were some particular things of interest, but a whole week? There ought to be time for sight-seeing if that was the case.

@Kafka Komedy
For the young Edward, there was an extra note scrawled onto his sheet. It said, "if you plan on joining this trip, please see me after class". A curious note, was he in trouble? He shouldn't be, his studies were going well after all. Regardless it somewhat concerned him that it was in regards to this trip too.

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Major Skill Opportunity

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Royal Fire/Water/Wind/Earth - The Royal basic series are Fire, Water, Wind, and Earth, used by Arcture's magic divisions and some knight divisions. These are considered the primary elements. Please check them out in the Compendium under the appropriate element.

(For today only it will cost 2 skill points to learn them. You are given 4 skill points to spend on 2 of them, 1 of them, or none of them if you want to use them elsewhere.).

Silver Gate Academy [Accepting New Players]

Ringo Avenue

@Kafka Komedy

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"Welcome! To Happy Eyes Ice Cream where our ice cream will make your eyes cream!",

"Dad you really need to work on that slogan", the heartfelt and boisterous greeting of the man in charge of the ice cream truck was quite something. Apparently, this was a truck that often had seasonal menus. It wasn't a big surprise to see it crowded today, but seeing as this was a small island town and not a big city area, there was enough to go around.

The special menu today was... Maguro flavor? In other words, tuna-flavored ice cream. That was strange, but now the question was what kind of tuna flavor was it? Fresh sashimi? Boiled or steamed tuna? Who knew. Only one way to find out.

Across the road though was Koyuki and Icarus in the parlor.