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April Event and Intro Log
Move off the common paths and onto 'shortcuts' or less frequented areas of the vast campus and things are quite different. Here, the plants grow just as experience with this chaotic and often dangerous school would lead you to expect. Broad-leafed stalks stretch upwards, petals unfolding to reveal long jets of fire instead of a sensible stamen. Bushes have large toothy mouths, and viciously swallow anyone who comes near (though they are still just bushes, and the victims end up on the their other side just a few scratches worse for wear). A tree grows quills instead of needles; another sprouts paper airplanes instead of leaves. An extremely aggressive pitcher-plant wanders the pathways, mugging students at knifepoint. It's a jungle out there.
Uh-huh. A pack of bullies with more spell experience than wisdom has banded together to take delight in the suffering of others. They overtly pick on the small, the meek, and those with less magical skill; they torment the larger, the bold, and the powerful in secret. Worse, they are the clever sorts of bullies, who go out of their way not to get caught and not to do anything that can't be played off or explained away. Maybe you attracted their attention by looking weak enough to pick on. Or strong enough to need to be taken down a notch. Or weird enough that you were the Other and thus lesser. Or pretty/handsome enough that you needed to look less attractive so they would look more so. They are pretty good at justifying picking on anyone, really. Are they pestering you by magical tripping or property destruction? Playing keep-away with your class books? Better be careful how you respond; their fathers might hear about it.
Now, to their credit, the assembled people aren't heartless. If a ship truly looks to be in trouble, or if it's smashed to the ground or into a dock, the people of Anastara don't hesitate to help those on board to safety or ensure that they don't go down with their ship. But mostly it's watching the chaos. It IS quite a show...
This month, the team has developed a Sundering Glyph designed to detect any influence of the magic on you. Painted on your arm, it will shine with a bright light when a Sundering effect attempts to influence you. They explain that they believe the Sundered are still subject to either the spell that brought them here or new ones, because they have detected remnants of Sundering magic in the wake of students who have mysteriously disappeared. They ask only that you report back when it lights up. Problem: when the Glyph erupts, either because of the Glyph itself or the spell it has detected... those who bear it find themselves no longer where they started. Perhaps they find themselves in a classroom late at night. Or the wrong dormitory. Or in the Great Hall in their nightshirt. Or for the utterly lowbrow amongst you, a restroom occupied by the wrong gender. Whatever the case: sorry.
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As to theory vs practical debate, Lea made a thoughtful noise. "I don't know," he said. "If I wanted to do a spell with a different effect, I'd probably just go learn a new spell. That's how most people have to do it back home anyway."
"I guess the problem with me is that a lot of the lessons at the school assume that the people going there are planning to make a career out of wizardry," he said. "And I'm... really not. Here or back home. I'm mostly just interested in burning off enough magic that I don't explode, or experience whatever other horrible death they claim will happen if we don't learn to control this world's kind of magic. So I'm not really sure why I'd need to know the theoretical side of things."
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"There's nothing waiting for me back in my world- so I'm fairly keen on seeing what I can do here. Some of the schools of magic seem like they could over lap- it could be interesting to see if they can, and what happens. For someone going back to where they came from, I suppose that wouldn't have a lot of use though," he acknowledges with a nod.
"It would hardly work the same after all. If it even worked."
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"But me? In most of my classes I'm just doing enough to scrape by, which is fine by me. I don't wanna get left behind or anything, but at the same time... well, frankly it's boring having to sit through a bunch of discussions about stuff you don't care about. I probably spend more time trying not to fall asleep and doodling in the margins of my note paper than anything else during most of the theory portions of classes."
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"But I think I understand what you're saying at least. ....You'll probably have more time for your own thing that way too," Noa snorts. There's a fairly large gap between dedicated homework completion and 'scraping by'.
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"I have started having study sessions with a friend of mine," he said, "but we don't tend to get nearly as much studying done as we probably should. They tend to turn into 'random conversation sessions' pretty quickly more often than not."
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He raises a brow as Lea explains his 'study habits', falling into quiet thought for a moment.
"....Perhaps you should get another involved as well..?" Not necessarily Him, but. Someone with Focus.
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"And yeah, that might not be a bad idea honestly," he said. "I mean, not that I don't like just handing out with him and talking, but I feel a little bad calling them 'study' sessions when they're kinda anything but, you know?"
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But hey! Noa chuckles. "Then consider it on the table. I can't say it's a firm agreement until you ask him obviously, but it it's worth doing that much."
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"Anyway though, in the meantime, I've gotta be getting on with what I came here for in the first place," he said. "There's some Forging materials with my name on them a few docks down."
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And wrapped!