October Event Log

[magicademymods]

October Event Log Visitors Visitors from other Magicademies aren't uncommon, of course. Diatu is home not only to the Sundered and their arrival, but also a dragon, the legacies of Anastara Diatu, Headmaster Birony, and that place that serves chili. It is uncommon for them to all show up in matching black robes like they just stalked out of a warlock convention, but then again, Diatu Magicademy has long since lost any idea of what normal behavior is. They bring an artifact, which apparently is draconic in nature, and to that extent, they ask to speak to Professor Ire regarding it. Naturally, the good Professor agrees, joining them on the Walk. Within one second of his arrival, golden chains of magic lash around his neck -- one from each of the visitors, who then begin to tighten them. Warcry Ire's roar is not subtle, nor is the way it chokes off. Within moments, pandemonium reins. For those brave souls who wish to engage the foreign wizards, know this: they are powerful, strangely so, with an odd force behind their spells and defenses that explains how they are strong enough to corral a dragon. They show no emotion, they feel no pain, and they will not let their attack on Ire fade for a second. But this is their weakness: much of their power is bound up in that attack. Their focus is primarily on the dragon, and so they do not defend themselves by simply slaying all who oppose them. They have one mission and one mission only. They have assistance, though. One of them has opened a portal, allowing hordes of devilish imps to run loose, heedless of the damage they might cause. These imps are sharp-toothed, sharp-clawed, and terribly quick, and they desire only to hurt and kill. Of course, the students of Diatu Magicademy are no cowards, and no pushovers; spells fly in response, explosions fill the air and singe hair off those too close, and the battle is sudden chaos worsening every minute as more imps pour out of the portal and more students race from every corner of the campus to join the fray. Tilt Where the hell is Headmaster Birony? Shouldn't she be deus ex machina-ing these situation like the absurdly-powerful wizard that she is, all evidence aside? That question receives a partial answer when the entire island of Ascelion drops six feet straight down. The drop is faster than gravity, as if something is in fact trying to pull the island down -- which means all people and all things upon it fall slower than it descends. The impact that comes when the island suddenly stops, and stops its inhabitants a moment later, is bone-jarring. Items shatter and snap across the island, canals overtop their channels and pour water onto the streets, bruises and sprains and breaks from the sudden blow are not the worst injuries inflicted. Then the island begins to lurch about like a Valhudor student after five straight days of partying, spinning and twisting and jerking around in midair. Students tumble to the ground in droves, exposing themselves to the imps as the tide of battle suddenly shifts. And shifts somewhat back, as the Professors arrive on scene, their powerful magics making up for the loss of support from the students. Tumbling, pitching, tilting, whirling, but the battle rages on still. Run away or fight, or simply try to help however you can... Slow and Steady Victory The dragon wizard Grieve accounted for almost everything. His magic, which humans would call Dictation, has rendered his human puppets strong and powerful. His scheme to unleash imps on the grounds has kept the students and faculty from focusing on freeing his victim. His assault on Ascelion itself keeps that meddling Headmaster occupied. Yes, the resistance has proven stronger than expected, but he is certain he will win! Grieve did not account for two things. First, Diatu is a ridiculous place. And second, he forgot that the Magicademy has one more sets of defenders. First one imp dies, cut in half by a sword stroke too swift for the eye. Then another, impaled by a spear which withdraws like the flick of an eyelash. Then a third, smashed ruthlessly as if by a giant's fist. Three allies arrive, to turn the tide: Ballet the Land Whale, wielding her sword; Tango the Land Dolphin, master of the spear; and Waltz the Land Wholphin, coming into her own as a student of the warhammer. With their ability to swim through the ground effortlessly, the cetaceans can strike at the imps from surprise and safety, which is all the forces of Diatu Magicademy need to begin pushing back! If you want to take out a wizard, close the portal, or sever the spells that bind Ire, now is the time to do it! Recovery The battle is won. Not without cost. The wizards have been taken into custody, though it's probably futile; when the dragon's magic released their minds, they were only confused and baffled at their situations. They likely remember nothing. Ire is all right. Despite the pain of the attack, he's honestly touched that the school rallied to his defense. But the students, the Magicademy, the city -- all of them have suffered from being shaken like the fruit pieces inside a gelatin getting slapped. Injuries, some critical, and property damage, often extensive, spread out in waves. That was a pretty rough time of it. But at least now you can breathe. Right? RIGHT?!

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Loki Laufeyson/Odinson | OTA

[whose_son_am_i]

Warcry and Tilt
Loki knew his magic here was not as strong as the world's native magic. It was why he had been studying and studying hard. But that didn't mean he wouldn't use his own magic effectively too. He headed out to join the battle, conjuring his own dagger and Discovering another in his hand as he headed into the battle. Bringing illusionary duplicates of himself into the fray, to help confuse the imps. Letting spells fly for creating wind to trip and dizzy, or fire, or even pure mage energy via thaumaturgy with his daggers as a focus.

When the world went down he like others went with it. Uncomfortably reminded of when he'd fallen for 30 minutes thanks to that upstart Wizard back home. Even though he was not considered a 'proper' warrior in many ways by Asgardians, he still was a warrior and had been trained as a prince should be. So he moved to adapt and did his best to keep his footing, or get to his feet quickly.

Slow and Steady Victory
Loki himself was distracted by the new arrivals for all of a second. Before taking advantage of it to finish off the imp he'd been battling, and back into the battle it was. Heading towards the wizards, as that would be the easiest way to end this. His daggers were lethally sharp, and he was dodging and weaving through the imps towards where the enemy-spellcasters were holding Ire.

Recovery
Well, that had been...invigorating in some ways, and frustrating in others. Loki had been pleased to see that his skills in native magic had grown. Was still frustrated that his own magic was weaker, even though he'd used his abilities in illusions as skillfully as he ever did. Now though, now it was over....
Except it didn't feel over--not least of which because there was much to do to repair and fix what had happened.

Warcry and Tilt

[travelpants]

Despite not being a fighter herself, Lena does try her best to diffuse the situation through her Discovery with Marly by her side. With her wand at hand, she recalls every lesson and sigil that Professor Trammel has taught her up to this moment to create flashes of fire at the imps and sometimes small waves of water to get them temporarily blinded.

So it is during this fight among possessed visiting wizards that Lena manages to find Loki plowing through another wave of imps as well.

"Hey, do you want to team up in taking on these imps?" she asks the god of mischief as she casts more flames to ward them off.

[whose_son_am_i]

The imps were troublesome and numerous, which made them annoying (and the only reason they were dangerous) in Loki's mind. Between his own magic, what magic he had studied and worked hard to learn here, and his daggers and experience, he was holding his own. Noting Lena on the edge of his awareness, he gave a nod. "If you can box them in, I can take them out. We can make our way to the wizards that way."

[travelpants]

"Okay, got it," she nods in return while Marly spies on the wizard, getting herself ready to pounce on them when needed.

While looking back on the spells from her Discovery classes, Lena is dodging wayward spells as swiftly as she can whereas Marly hisses at one of the wizards for trying to singe her fur. The Siamese cat doesn't like that action one bit, random wizard.

Soon enough, the young lady proceeds to cast a spell and sigil to create a sizable tornado to gather up some of the wizards in one swift move, though she is pretty certain that there are still more out there in campus ground.

[whose_son_am_i]

Loki did what he could to block spells from Lena while she dodged, to draw attention and fire. Taking out imps as he went with quick dagger strikes or spells. When Lena cast the tornado, Loki used his own dagger as a focus and sent ice into the tornado with the wizards. It should slow them down, and keep them from acting for a bit.

Unless and until they could identify a ringleader, the students all needed to stick together.

[travelpants]

It doesn't take long for Marly to come in and strike at one of the wizards who was trying to send fire at her master. She leaps at him and blinds him by having her paws covering his eyes: this is making him to panic and he begins to send the spells at plenty of random spots, allowing Lena to dodge those attacks. She isn't as athletic as Bridget, but she is still able to get around campus with very little problems.

Quickly as she recovers, she then casts another spell to freeze some parts of the ground in ice, causing another group of wizards to slip and collide onto each other. She is pretty certain that she, Loki, and Marly are making it much harder for several of the wizards.

"Heads up!" she cries out as she sets off a spell to bring in a furious wave of water at another wave of wizards.

[whose_son_am_i]

Loki likewise dodges the random spells, continuing to keep imps at bay as well as cause trouble for the wizards. He focuses on bursts of fire, as that's easiest for him to remember from Discovery. Between that and his own telekinesis, he and Lena are causing trouble in the best of ways.

She calls out the warning, and Loki moves to dive out of the way, coming to in a crouching position. Ready with a Thaumaturgic shield via quick gestures with one dagger, to help direct the water away from him and concentrate it on their opponents.

[travelpants]

It is becoming clear that the wizards attacking the campus are acting in a very unusual way. While she has no idea on how or why as she continues to send in fire balls at them and dodge randomly flung spells, she is slowly noticing that many of them manage to stay on their feet more quickly than the average wizard and it would take a lot more effort to knock them out before they stay down.

"That is strange. These people managed to hang on for along while before getting knocked out," she muses on the thought, "I wonder what's making them stronger than most people in the school."

Slow and Steady... (for penguin context...noa's familiar is the literal Emperor of all penguins, so)

[noasark]

There is something making it just a bit easier to avoid those imps- specifically, something seems to be disorienting them...a lot. It's a simple instrument, the ocarina, but Noa appears to be channeling Fantastics into the sort of ongoing march and theme that comes in dramatic movies, during great and unchallenged rushes into battle.

The Imps, in turn, are finding themselves simply...unable to get as close as they want.

It's rather...Fantastic actually, not that there's really time to pay attention to that.

...

Nor is there time to pay attention to the penguins charging the imps at the wayside. Don't worry about it.

[whose_son_am_i]

It's incongruent enough that Loki stops and blinks--more at the march, than at the music. He was aware of how Fantastics worked here, even if he hadn't learned them yet. Still preferring his own illusions to create distractions and copies--it was less obvious usually, since he didn't require noise to do so.

It allowed an imp close and it went to bite his ankle. "Ow!" He looked both affronted and annoyed, before kicking it away into the crowd of oncoming Penguins. Head back in the game for now.

[noasark]

Yes, it might just be a better idea to focus on the game so to speak. The penguins for their part are eagerly making use of their horrible fish-spearing beaks, and no imp is having a good time when it gets bitten by one. One in particular seems to be rushing ahead of Loki now however, intent on making sure that sort of tripping ankle biting doesn't repeat. Protect the TALL GUY!

(Really, anyone is tall to these penguins)

[whose_son_am_i]

Well he definitely wasn't going to object. With the penguins occupying the imps, Loki spared a quick moment to gesture and intone, calling up a Thaumaturgic shield in front of Noa. All the protection he could offer right then before he's focusing on casting fire, ice, and raw mage-bolts at the wizard. His own magic, and what Discovery and Thaumaturgy he's managed to master.

Loki's goal is to get closer, so he can try and take out the wizards, but it won't be easy.

[noasark]

There is a wordless nod; not that Loki likely sees the motion, but the shield is much appreciated. Who knows just how quickly the wizard will go down when Loki gets there, or gets in range- probably not very given the magically induced focus upon them- but at the very least Noa's penguins will be keeping the enemy's summons away from him.

He's quite free to wail away, though.

[whose_son_am_i]

It depends, as the closer Loki gets the more the imps target him. They need to find a way to close that portal. Which, if he can get close enough--Loki has no qualms simply killing the caster. The trick will be getting close enough, and seeing if that will be enough to close the portal.

Warcry and Tilt

[sweetsummerchild03]

Despite her appearance, June had been given some combat training in preparation for F.O.W.L.'s plans against the McDuck family, and while she may not be as good as Webby or even May, she could definitely hold her own with regular hand-to-hand combat.

Adding magic to that, though, was a bit unpredictable, but June was going to give it her best shot anyway.

For the moment, though, she was foregoing some of the more complicated magical spells and gestures, and instead using her Wind Wand to break up and blow away some of the imps, before jumping in and fighting the remaining ones.

[whose_son_am_i]

The imps weren't much smaller than the young duck, and Loki was surprised (and a little jealous) of her relic. But it was useful, and he found himself moving closer. Gravitating towards the groups of imps she broke up, to stab and dispatch them. Some where getting a little too close to June, so as he turned--Loki used his dagger as a focus to gesture. Sending a few wisps of fire at the imps that were too close.

[sweetsummerchild03]

Kicking and throwing away a few imps, June turns to see Loki and watches the fire he creates from his dagger. Then, dodging another imp, she flips back until she's close enough to him.

"Hey! How far can you throw out fire?"

[whose_son_am_i]

"How far do you need?" Loki asked, moving to slightly step in front of the smaller duck. He'd make a better target anyway; continuing to send fire and ice against the imps and stabbing or kicking any that got too close.

[sweetsummerchild03]

She kicks back an imp trying to come at Loki from behind. "As far as it can go!"

[whose_son_am_i]

"I'll see what I can do." Loki responded, trying to keep the snark out of his voice. Now he interspersed the fire and ice with his own mage-bolts. Green blasts flying, they weren't as effective as this world's magic, but they should still sting and help.

"Whenever you're ready!"

Warcry and Tilt

[letteropener]

A shimmer of golden light caught Loki before he could take another tumble, holding him just off the ground as Celestia swooped in.

"This is getting out of control very quickly!" she exclaimed, wings beating swiftly to keep her place in midair.

[whose_son_am_i]

Loki blinked at the light, but looked and nodded at Celestia. "They certainly planned for maximum chaos." The only way it would've been more effective would've been if they'd struck at night. Or just before dawn, when most people were still asleep. Loki braced himself for when Celestia would let the golden light go, so he could catch himself.

[letteropener]

Gently, Celestia set him down -- or, well, as gently as one could, when the island seemed intent on roiling like a bubbling pot. "And I'd say they have succeeded. We need to address these imps, immediately."

[whose_son_am_i]

"The imps are a distraction." Of course they were an effective one. "They're designed to keep us busy while the wizards do the hard work. We need a way to coordinate all the rescue efforts." Not that Loki was sure how they'd do that. He's too busy using daggers ad focuses and flinging fire and ice at the imps heading their way. Interspersed with his own green bolts of pure mage-energy.

[letteropener]

"Coordination seems a stretch at the very least." Not just because of the chaos already in place, but because magic was such an individualistic pursuit. Everyone had their own techniques and theories, it seemed! "We may need to rely on overwhelming force!"