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diatu2021-09-08 10:26 am
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September Event Log
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...
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.
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.
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... ![]() YOU CAN'T TRUST THE SYSTEM. |


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“Hey, I have a feeling that they’re going to be good friends in the long run, June,” he smiles at the owl, “Could I pet Spike on the head?”
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With a giggle, June nods. "It looks like they already really like each other!" She lifts up her hand, careful so that Spike can keep his balance while perched on her fingers. "And sure! Spike also likes getting scratched on the side of his head."
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He then proceeds to pet Spike on the side of his head and is already making a new friend as well. To be fair, he still misses Rose and Hedwig dearly, but for now, he is at least glad that he gets to befriend other familiars in Anastara, especially when they belong to the new friends he has made in the world.
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"It looks like he likes you too!" she says. "Can I pet yours too? What's his name?"
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Oh wait, he hasn’t named his owl yet! Oh Merlin, what should he name him? Hold on, after some time of thinking, he finally decides to name his familiar after a friend, well, a brother of a friend, but still a friend no less.
“I’m gonna name him Percy, I got the name from one of my friends from my world: a brother of one of my best friends in fact,” he adds in after he finally decided on a name.
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“Hey, he is starting to like you already, June,” he tells her, “He is quite shy to begin with, but at least he tries his best everyday and can warm up to anybody as much as he can.”
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“He’s doing very well to adjusting so far, I do hope that he is able to be more open to more people and not worry about everything too much,” Harry adds in as he speaks.
Spike is also having a great time as he happily hoots in response to the young man petting him even more.
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The pygmy owl hoots back to him, a serene face of happiness greeting the wizard in delight.
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Spike gives a hoot in agreement.
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“That’s really brilliant and kind of you two,” he replies in delight, “Percy appreciates it, it does mean a lot for him to be more social with everyone and I’m glad that he is not going to be alone on this campus.”
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June really has no idea what else familiars do, but it sounds adorable.
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“Exactly, they can be great friends for life,” he smiles back at June, feeling glad that his familiar is making friends in a good pace so far.
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