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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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!"

[sweetsummerchild03]

"Okay! Let's hope this works!" Standing close to him, she then waves her wand to create a blast of wind. Then she circles the wand over her head, sending the air to spiral around them, picking up the fire and ice and bolts along the way.

[whose_son_am_i]

It's forming a constantly whirling shield around them, and Loki is shoving bitter regret down. Mostly because this reminds him of something Thor would do, and wouldn't lightening just be perfect now? But he can worry about that later--if his brother even were alive back home.

She's bought them some cover. Loki de-conjures one dagger, freeing up his hand while the other keeps casting. Dagger as focus, he's creating more fire and ice, and using his other hand to subtly direct it. Working with the spiral of the wind, and telekinesis, to target and shoot the bolts of fire and ice at the enemies for greater force and distance than either would get alone.

[sweetsummerchild03]

With him directing the bolts, she uses the force of the wind to send them flying, hitting some of the coming imps, even once that were quite a distance away.

"Yeah! It's working!"