September Event Log

[magicademymods]

September Event Log Here's One For Free Something about the fall brings out the best in cooks, chefs, and vendors across Anastara, a flurry and frenzy of cooking, experimenting, and tasting that goes miles towards filling bellies left hungry by the hard work of comfortable days and the encroaching chill of cool nights. Bread and bread-relatives in particular take center stage this year, with pretzels, hoagies, buns, and pies coming out in immense quantity. The reason? Cheap cheap grain from the Efrecka Principality, where the court wizard advanced agriculture by leaps and bounds through the simple act of blessing the rains. In fact, such is the bounty that numerous restaurants, street vendors, and stall merchants have begun offering samples to the public, under the not-at-all-alarming principle of "the first one is free". And while this technique is actually producing dividends (unlike previous tactics of "an offer you can't refuse" and "those are nice kneecaps, it'd be a shame if someone broke them because you didn't buy a knave sandwich"), no one quite accounted for the interaction of magic-infused grain and whatever weirdness courses through the Sundered. So what happens? Well, ever heard of "potion miscibility" rules? Maybe you start breathing fire or acid. Maybe you're terribly flatulent, dizzy, confused, or inexplicably forgotten by gravity. Maybe something wonderful happens and you sprout awesome wings. Maybe something terrible happens and you sprout awesome wings from your nostrils. Whatever the case, you're on an adventure now, for however long this lasts... What Do I Look Like, A Charity Case? Unlike the vast majority of students, the Sundered don't come to the school with a lot of resources and more on the way from home as needed. Though by no means does anyone look down on them for this, the Magicademy recognizes this as an unfortunate disadvantage. After all, not every Sundered is suited for gainful employment in Anastara -- some of them look like dragons, for example, and some of them have the social graces of a pie to the face, if the pie was full of poo and artificial waffles. So the Magicademy has offered to pay the Sundered a fair and decent wage for various jobs around the school. Groundskeeping, for example, has fallen behind while Meliandre Tomekin has reluctantly taken her golem servitors offline for a much needed dezanyfication. Students can earn their way by wrangling leaves and plants trying to get ready for winter. For the more prideful, pairs of Sundered can give tours of the facilities to prospective students and their families. Headmaster Birony has an opening for a test dummy, if you feel life is no longer worth living. Whatever your flavor of labor, you can find a way to make some extra dough. Or money, since the dough is probably magical and dangerous as detailed one prompt up. I Threw It On the Ground Most magic classes have reached a point in their curriculum where they address utilizing the local environment for practical and aesthetic effect in spellcasting. Discovery, for example, addresses the creation of material half-in, half-out of objects, which is easily practiced by conjuring a plant of some sort that is properly rooted. Fantastics covers illusion interactions with terrain, as well as style, so students of that art find themselves conjuring flashes and fires that erupt upwards from the ground and also appear to affect the environment. Modification concerns itself with properly accounting for environmental barriers, such as constraints posed by the floor. And Glyphics teaches how to bind these spells into fanciful objects, like glass spheres that shattered and release their spell when smashed at the feet of the wizard in question. So as part of classes, and part of homework, aspiring wizards are casting, conjuring, creating, and changing objects with dramatic gestures and waving wands, all focused on the ground in front of them. Needless to say, some results are particularly spectacular. A geyser of water? A rock the size of a building? Blinding light? Accidentally Modifying your partner's pants? The sky's the limit, and we mean that literally, because you probably don't have the magical wherewithal to achieve escape velocity yet. I'm An Adult Particularly concerned with the behavior of some of the latest Sundered, he's not pointing any fingers but he's getting a little tired of certain students coming up with wacky variants on his House's name, Professor Trammel has taken it upon himself to set up optional deportment and courtesy classes. Well, 'optional' unless you're in Gekronus Maius, since he can order you all to attend, and very, very, uncomfortably encouraged by everyone else for the other Sundered. Needless to say, much of these courses goes over poorly with the student body, but one section in particularly has an unusually strong grip: Style. No one, absolutely no one, can deny that Professor Trammel has and understands style, and he is exceptionally willing to share that benefit with you. The cut of suits, the length of dresses, the proper fit of vests, the flow of capes and cloaks, the power of iconic appearances and distinct silhouettes... he is a master of all these things, and the spells necessary to achieve them. Already, many students are going about campus looking far more snappy than ever before. Is this the time to take on a new look? Or maybe you have an old one from home you'd like to recreate? Could his advice on self-care benefit you? Or maybe you're just determined not to change... The moral of this story is... YOU CAN'T TRUST THE SYSTEM.

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Ground !!

[noasark]

Noa might not be in this class, technically, but since it's outside and the Fantastics students are doing similar practice, he is....watching.

Watching when the pillar comes up in particular.

The boy has to whistle.

"...Impressive." Maybe not so much embarrassing as alarming, at least.

[phoenixwiz]

Oh well, at least he didn’t got anyone hurt from his exploding earth pillar disaster. Though the blank stares of people outside directed at him is very overwhelming, considering his reputation back home and his mishaps with fire magic in Avalon.

He is hoping to look for someone who can at least relate to his dilemma or give him some sympathy when he notices Noa watching him forming the pillar from nearby with his House.

“Oh hey, I didn’t mean to cause trouble with my pillar casting,” he informs him while trying (and failing) to downplay his embarrassing failure.

[noasark]

Noa is still staring at the pillar, himself. "Hm? Oh, no trouble- I suspect we're about to start casting illusions on it actually. No, I'm mostly just impressed; what was the target scale to begin with?"

[phoenixwiz]

“We are told to create pillars that are at least waist length, but I think that I may have miscalculated it by a long shot and I conjured up a pillar that managed to be at the same height as me before it fell apart,” Harry awkwardly tells Noa.

He is trying to stay calm while freaking out about what has happened in class today and avoiding people besides Noa staring at him in confusion as to why he had a misstep in his pillar casting.

[noasark]

"Hmmm. Well, better than not casting it at all," is the calm response. Noa pauses, before smirking. "If you're messing up anything that isn't going to be dangerous, it's better to overshoot isn't it? And it's a whole new school of magic, right?"

[phoenixwiz]

“Yeah, it is a school for magic like my old school. I mean, I didn’t intend to cause a mess today, and I didn’t hurt anyone too,” he nods in reply as he takes a moment to regroup his thoughts and not to worry too much.

Noa does have a point: it’s probably for the best that he accidentally overshoots on his calculations in how much his power is needed to create a pillar of earth if this is his first time trying it out. After all, there is nothing to be scared of trial and error.

And since he doesn’t hear a single bad comment from his class, just sheer bafflement, he needs to get back and try again in casting pillars from the ground.

me, to myself: wow the fantastics are learning foley artistry

[noasark]

Well, he'd meant 'school' in the sense of a branch of learning, but he won't correct the man- Harry frankly looks anxious enough without it. So-

"Well, there you are then right? Can you walk me through the process for it? I'm curious...for that matter, outside eyes might help. We can trade off when the pillars crumble, we're using outside sounds in Fantastics." Figuring out how to build off a small rockfall could be neat.

[phoenixwiz]

“That’s a really brilliant idea, Noa,” Harry agrees before he begins to recall what the lesson is about it, “Since my house specialises in Thuamaturgy, we need to create pillars from the ground through gestures from either our hands or magical focus tool and saying the words that goes like ‘from the ground below, a pillar of earth shall rise’ or something like that. That and it does require a lot of patience and concentration to let them rise up from the ground.”

Oh wait, that reminds him: he soon realizes that he really needs to work on his concentration right now since his nervousness is what led to the pillar blowing up on his face and everyone staring at him today.

[noasark]

"Hmmmm..." Right, he didn't take Thaumaturgy very long so...

"...I wonder...How much 'force' would you say is going into the magic?"

[phoenixwiz]

“Probably the equivalent of trying not to sneeze in public, I guess,” Harry tries to give an analogy to how much force/magic energy is needed to create a pillar.

He is aware that maybe it could be the worst analogy he could come up with, but that’s the best he could bring up while people are talking about the whole pillar incident.

[noasark]

"Hmmm..." A theory is brewing in Noa's mind, which isn't surprising (The boy would definitely have leaned Ravenclaw if he was in Harry's world), but it takes a bit before it properly forms.

"I wonder...try to slow, hold back the force a bit; I'm wondering if we'd see a gradual growth of the pillar, something you could stop at any point."

[phoenixwiz]

“Perhaps I can try to slow it down and see happens if I do,” he is considering to try that suggestion out and see for himself.

He then takes a deep breath, points his wand towards the ground, mutters some words, holds the force back, and proceeds to cast the spell to form the pillar as he holds back the energy a little big.

While he is casting the spell, the pillar begins to slow arise from the ground. His eyes widen in amazement as he sees the pillar being formed but not as fast compared to the one he initially made.

[noasark]

Noa nods- and soon enough is watching the pillar rise. Nodding somewhat more furiously, he grins. "...Perfect- is it easy enough to stop it?" he asks, watching the pillar. If so, then waist-high pillar should be easy to pull of!

[phoenixwiz]

“They say that it is easy to stop it according to the lesson,” he answers as he monitors the pillar’s progression, once it reaches the desired height, he immediately says ‘Stop!’ and the pillar manages to stop growing before it got out of control.

“Phew! Managed to pull it off,” he pulls out a sigh of relief.

[noasark]

"Hmhm~! I'm rather pleased that advice worked," Noa hums, though his grin gives away the actual excitement.

"Hm. I suppose I should be practicing my own attempts now..." he mutters, slowly playing a few notes on his ocarina. After a couple bits of experimentation- which seem to have nothing for their results- the pillar appears...to change.

It rises with a few rising notes- lowers with a few lower notes, even seeming to go below the desired level that Harry stopped it at. A bead of sweat is on Noa's brow, but he seems rather pleased with how this is working out.

[phoenixwiz]

Harry is watching how the notes from Noa’s ocarina manage to change the pillar’s appearance in sheer awe. The young wizard is pretty impressed to say the least. It reminds him a lot of Transfiguration classes he has taken with Professor McGonagall and he is still trying to get reacquaint himself with his world’s magic after months spent on using Avalon’s magic in lieu of said magic.

“Wow, this is really amazing how these musical notes affected the way things would look like,” he tells Noa after seeing the changes in the pillar.

[noasark]

The notes cease-

The pillar returns to its natural height.

Noa gives out a small sigh of exhaustion, before beaming. "Hmhmhm~ That's how Fantastics function, after all; it's illusion, built into the play of sound- high notes, low notes...as long as I can force that association, it should work."

[phoenixwiz]

“So it is about making illusions with sound and music? That sounds pretty brilliant: I don’t think that there is similar magic I can find in my world or in Avalon,” he replies after the pillar returns back to its normal height.

Getting introduced to various magic branches of Anastara has him very intrigued to look into, even if some of them don’t fall in within his House subjects. He could definitely read up on them in the library within his free time real soon.

[noasark]

"Precisely that! I've had people suggest I use Fantastics for clothing and similar, which is ridiculous....it would hardly last long," he huffs. "Honestly I can't even think of anything from fiction that lines up with some of the magic schools here- it's been very interesting, dipping into the other options."

[phoenixwiz]

“I can see why: I have signed for some electives for this term such as Alchemy and Glyphics, they are somewhat similar to some forms of magic in my world,” Harry nods in return, “Why would people want to use Fantastics onto clothes?”

[noasark]

"Ah, glyphics is a good one, if a little short...it's well worth it, and it's easy to carry over through with certain magics," he hums. Modification comes to mind...

And ah- "The idea was apparently that I could make my clothes seem better than they are...I might have some pride in my appearance, but with everything here, and the budget we're restricted to, it isn't worth it to actually invest in anything...high class," he scoffs. "...Like I said though, Fantastics wouldn't last. Modification Glyphs or similar however..."

[phoenixwiz]

“Yeah, that is relatable: back in Avalon, I had to deal with managing my salary and savings account as frugally as I can,” Harry nods in a relatable mood, “In fact, I was staying at an inn like many otherworlders upon arriving in Avalon until a couple of months ago when I was able to save enough to move out of there and into a new place to stay in.”

“That does sound like an intriguing experiment to look into. I am curious to see Modification Glyphs in action someday.”

[noasark]

"It's strange, but not even a business degree has helped here..." Hm. "...then again perhaps not, all of that training was assuming I'd inherit a company, not start from scratch..."

His brows are furrowed, as if a fairly unbalanced reality of the world has just now presented itself. WHOOPS!

He refocuses on something that he can actually be happy about. Like glyphics! "Hmm~ I'd be happy to invite you along to a workshop for it- Glyphics should work well for any wrote magic- Fantastics won't go well, but something like Discovery stands to do well with it too, among others. I could probably even stretch it into Thaumaturgy with the right research~"

[phoenixwiz]

“That sounds like a brilliant idea, Noa. I would love to take part of the Glyphics workshop as well,” Harry is getting really excited right now, his eyes light up in glee, “I could be able to learn a couple of tips from there and have a good time as well.”

[noasark]

"Just a workshop?" he jokes, before snorting. "Well, if you're already signed up for your electives that's all you can do I suppose... ...Mnh, in that case, I'll have to look into the times and locations for you, won't I~?"