"Unhand him, you fiend!" Atem's authoritative voice rang out as he tried to redirect the rogue golems attention away from one of the other students and draw it's focus instead to him. Without any provocation the Golem had burst into the room and set to capturing students one by one and giving them a rough scrubbing against their wishes. Mud or no mud this kind of behavior was deplorable, so clearly Atem needed to stand firmly against it.
If anyone was wondering why someone of his small stature felt as if he could talk so brazenly to a monster of this magnitude, well... he had commanded a soldier of stone or two back in his own world. It was a pity he could not call upon such creatures now as they would have given him a decided advantage.
The Golem seemed unmoved at first, but then it discarded the other student and lumbered toward Atem. Unfortunately this beast was tons above the weight limit that Atem's familiar could hoist so he was going to have to deal with it on his own. "What has brought about this madness..?" The golem didn't answer, reaching out to try and seize the pharaoh, but Atem was expecting it and made sure to put some furniture between him and the Golem. "Will you risk tearing apart your own work just to get to me..?" He remarked coyly trying to play on the Golem's weakness for cleanliness. "Stay back everyone.... I don't think it means any harm... but.." If you want to preserve some dignity you'll listen.
Research
Although Atem wasn't certain that he desired a swift trip home, he saw no reason not to assist in the process to return the others. He was still very divided on what path he should personally take, but there was no question that helping others was a worthwhile way to occupy his time in the interim. He receives the same warnings the examiners have been doling out to everyone else and perhaps he should be more leery about this, given the apprehension some of his colleagues felt toward this situation but he still he was a willing participant.
After the spell is cast, he's not entirely sure that it worked. At least not at first. It seems to baffle the examiner as well. "Well- we can't say that we didn't try.."
Leaving the room he heads to the great hall next, which is where the images assault his senses. For a moment he's not seeing the grand dining hall of the academy and inside he's surrounded by the extravagant trappings of his palace in Egypt. It's disorienting and it's so realistic that he for a moment thinks he's really there. It's not just things that he sees but people. Turning to one of the sundered he asked, "Shimon...? Is that really...?" then the vision fades, and he presses a hand to the side of his face as he gazes upon the bewilderment present on the fellow sundered's feature. "I'm.... sorry. I... I lost my head there for a moment...". Well that was disconcerting. It was a wonder how long these lapses would last. Perhaps he should try to return to the dorm.
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"Unhand him, you fiend!" Atem's authoritative voice rang out as he tried to redirect the rogue golems attention away from one of the other students and draw it's focus instead to him. Without any provocation the Golem had burst into the room and set to capturing students one by one and giving them a rough scrubbing against their wishes. Mud or no mud this kind of behavior was deplorable, so clearly Atem needed to stand firmly against it.
If anyone was wondering why someone of his small stature felt as if he could talk so brazenly to a monster of this magnitude, well... he had commanded a soldier of stone or two back in his own world. It was a pity he could not call upon such creatures now as they would have given him a decided advantage.
The Golem seemed unmoved at first, but then it discarded the other student and lumbered toward Atem. Unfortunately this beast was tons above the weight limit that Atem's familiar could hoist so he was going to have to deal with it on his own. "What has brought about this madness..?" The golem didn't answer, reaching out to try and seize the pharaoh, but Atem was expecting it and made sure to put some furniture between him and the Golem. "Will you risk tearing apart your own work just to get to me..?" He remarked coyly trying to play on the Golem's weakness for cleanliness. "Stay back everyone.... I don't think it means any harm... but.." If you want to preserve some dignity you'll listen.
Research
Although Atem wasn't certain that he desired a swift trip home, he saw no reason not to assist in the process to return the others. He was still very divided on what path he should personally take, but there was no question that helping others was a worthwhile way to occupy his time in the interim. He receives the same warnings the examiners have been doling out to everyone else and perhaps he should be more leery about this, given the apprehension some of his colleagues felt toward this situation but he still he was a willing participant.
After the spell is cast, he's not entirely sure that it worked. At least not at first. It seems to baffle the examiner as well. "Well- we can't say that we didn't try.."
Leaving the room he heads to the great hall next, which is where the images assault his senses. For a moment he's not seeing the grand dining hall of the academy and inside he's surrounded by the extravagant trappings of his palace in Egypt. It's disorienting and it's so realistic that he for a moment thinks he's really there. It's not just things that he sees but people. Turning to one of the sundered he asked, "Shimon...? Is that really...?" then the vision fades, and he presses a hand to the side of his face as he gazes upon the bewilderment present on the fellow sundered's feature. "I'm.... sorry. I... I lost my head there for a moment...". Well that was disconcerting. It was a wonder how long these lapses would last. Perhaps he should try to return to the dorm.