March Event and Intro Log

[magicademymods]

March Event and Intro Log Golem On The Loose The rain never stops. Water and mud track all over campus. Diligent cleaning golems stomp about, mopping and scrubbing and polishing and then going back to do it all over again, and again, and again... One of them seems to have had it. The renegade golem bursts into Kedrigan Hall -- interrupting classes and disrupting labwork to furiously seize students and scrub every last scrap of mud and dirt off of them. All the halls have been locked off with "Under Cleaning" signs, and anyone who enters them meets with the golem's wrath, as it violently plays a pre-recorded message about not interfering with groundskeeping and deploys a giant claw-like tool to grab the interloper and put them back on unforbidden ground. The professors, who are after all completely immune to the golem's attention by its very design, seem to think this is a good learning opportunity for students. Is it? Horrible Spell Doom? "Are you sure you're ready for the test on Advanced Gaseous Discovery?" one upperclassman asks the other. "Of course I'm sure," the second says confidently. Whipping out a wand from a holster on her belt, she sweeps her wand through the air gracefully, pronouncing several Osmarian sigils as she draws them. Probably. "See, that's a blue cloud--" Said blue cloud, which puffs into being as the last syllable left her lips, abruptly doubls in size. Then it doubles in size again. And again. The upperclassmen, who have been in Diatu for several years and know exactly what this sort of thing means, don't hesitate. Not even stopping to share a glance between them, they run like crazy, leaving the growing cloud behind just as classes let out and students begin to enter the halls. But... surely it doesn't have any weird and wacky side effects, right? The Bala-inlota Parade (aka The Non-Horrible Prompt) To celebrate the start of the Bala-inlota season, Anastara spares no expense. The great parade and associated festival stretches the whole weekend, and the whole city puts on their colors and turns out for the fun. Enterprising vendors sell food, drinks, and souvenirs ranging from small and crude figurines to magical constructs that shine field displays onto flat surfaces so you can watch the action up-close! (Good luck affording that, students.) Practically any sort of entertainment you could want appears on the streets and canals of Anastara, and food and drink flow freely. Research On the Sundered With the arrival of the Sundered come those wizards engaged in research on their presence here, now set to investigate what brought them here and how to get them home. All newly-arrived Sundered students are asked to meet with representatives of the research team, to introduce themselves and relate what they will of their homes. In addition, the team requests samples of blood, hair, and skin -- carefully magically collected, and the researchers will sign in the presence of the Sundered a Glyphed contract that forbids them from using the samples for a purpose they know will be harmful. (They quite understand your reasons to be suspicious of this collection! And they will not compel anyone who refuses even given these conditions.) This month, the team has developed a Sundering spell that they warn is crude and unpolished, because the Curriculum is so unpracticed. They hope it will connect to your home worlds and establish a magical link they can build off of to open further passages. No promises! And to those who do undergo this spellwork... it has a certain side effect of confusion, as brief images from your home world flicker across your vision for a few hours afterwards. Wonders Await Diatu Magicademy is open to you in all its glory. Have fun!

A Special Note

If you thread out one or more scenes based on the confusion from "Research on the Sundered", respond to the comment on this post with a link to that thread. The results of this will be revealed next month! (It is, we're afraid, not a regain, lest your participation be based solely on that hope!)

Comments

[perfectenn]

Tenn meets that skepticism impassively. She did establish on the airship that she was open to sharing theories and information. Isn't it only sensible to do so, given the situation?

"As long as the Sundered are regarded as unstable wells of magic in need of guidance, the purported risk may be enough of a deterrent." It is difficult to control something that spontaneously and uncontrollably burst into flame, or summons the depths of darkness, or whatever other rumors have spread. While that remains the opinion of the high-ranking wizards, it should be fine. But that could change. And if it does, Tenn is certain there are people who will catch wind of it in time to prepare.

Regarding her solemnly, he adds, "And if they tried anything, we wouldn't be able to play on their sports teams."

[darkenedmoon]

Yotsuyu gives his words thought, and then nods. "This is true. So long as we are seen as unstable and the power we wield is uncontrolled, then we are not only a danger to ourselves, but others. And that is why we are here at Diatu, are we not? Only these wizards have the ability to teach and control us."

She sort of finds that suspect in and of itself, save for the fact that the Headmaster seems so flighty as to be unable to strategize her way out of a paper bag--but sometimes, such things are a deception. Tenn's next statement, on the other hand, makes her laugh.

"There is that, but I have no interest in such a thing anyway...unlike some people I know." Which elicits a smile of amusement and a shrug. The man must play his games, after all. Or so she supposes.

[perfectenn]

He gives her a curious look askance at that particular wording. But he won't pry, and it's not something to discuss right now. That the topic has been brought up for consideration is enough. While some people will find a place in the sports teams or teaching positions, there are many ways to establish value and network. The more proactive they are now, the better for the future.

A change in the timbre of the surroundings has Tenn raising his head. His plate is empty, and he can hear the band striking up again. The dancing will resume soon; he should be present for this round too. His smile returns with anticipation, and his cloak rustles as he steps forward.

"Then I wish you well in continuing to dodge the recruitment tactics." His free hand raises in a wave.

[darkenedmoon]

She raises her hand in turn, chuckling. "I am certain I shall succumb at some point, if only because I have at least one acquaintance assured to play on the school team. But I shall endeavor to resist for as long as I may."

It makes Yotsuyu laugh, though. She can hear the music just as well, and although she'd rather not present herself for that, she may just skulk around the edges of the dances to at least have a look at such. It might serve her well in the future, if the school itself should ever choose to have a dance or some such thing.

"Do enjoy yourself! I shall see you around, I am certain." And with that, she'd lose herself in the crowd as well.