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Reserve a spot for me please, I am extremely interested, I just need to make a new OC

Guys...where is everyone?

As Dal woke he felt a certain tension pulling at him from an unknown direction. It was as he had to make his heart beat to come to life completely. He had sensed this before. It meant someone was manifesting him in some way, shape or form. Sorcery was at use here. Rhea watched him from the...

Dal followed the dwarf as he exited the orc principal's office, and went on about the history of the school. It wasn't all too exciting, but Dal still listened in hopes that it could maybe one day be useful, he always did that. The fact that he had to give a public lecture about his teachings...

Here to check...

Dal was aware of the responsibilities which he had as part of the teaching staff of the college, and the headmaster's speech had only confirmed that he would have a freedom of teaching in the exact way he had intended. He was starting to see that this sorcery teacher was indeed a man of...

Dal was impressed. The headmaster had every bit of the feel of power about her as any mage... The feast was soon over, and Dal had not eaten much since he never does. A bit of bread here, and mostly sweets thereafter. He heard that he was to attend the private introduction to teaching with...

Oki I'll follow up ^^

Even though Dal was entranced in a deep meditation, he felt the presence of everyone in the dining hall. He heard the headmaster come in and give the speech, and was taken aback by the fact she was an orc. But, when he thought about it it made sense...making someone completely unbiased run the...

A French bulldog, because I got stuck on the FR in your title for some reason, and it is the only animal I could think of xD

A dire wolf, because you know nothing (and profile pic reminded me of GoT)

"Dare I interrupt, professor, but the problem is not your experience in the field, but the fact that you have not opened your heart solely to one deity in order to understand. Either way, I see that you tend to be cold and stoic and that is fine." Dal was now standing up. Shadows started getting...

Dal listened to the dwarf and thought about it. "You are right, professor. Right in all except for one detail. Nyxal may be the god of deception and darkness, but it is a safe haven for those without power. But yes, " Dal frowned, " I am here to learn myself. And you must understand that i...

Ah yeah I see. Sorry sometimes I just slip...nevermind though. Dal basically hasnt felt the need for any other type of magic...

Dal was watching the debacle with Rhea and Krotus with a still face. The sorcerer then extended his hand towards the raven, and Rhea was now completely still. She could see into people's hearts better than most men. So Dal said nothing and let the thing take it's course. As soon as Krotus'...

Dal listened to the professor and nodded at the right moments. He thought that the idea of simply settling down was quite fascinating even though it did not sound so. " So you worked at all four schools? What are the other ones like? Here it seems as though everyone is aloof thinking they are...

" I do believe we will have the pleasure of dining soon, professor Krotus." Dal said, expressionless, looking at the flying raven, " In the mean time maybe we could discuss the Shadow mage girl. I am akin to her kind, and she seems to be quite disturbed about something. I came here following the...

Dal turned to the dwarf, his facade of slyness gone as if taken by the wind itself. "Tactics and Stealth Application. Judging by your demeanor and accent, I assume you are a descendant of the old families? You do seem to have some interracial mix about you. Yes, I am a faith mage, if you...

@AAndroidD @Tetro I find both of your characters incredibly interesting, and the possibility for interaction is endless. (Btw i am kinda glad you got the GM rights Android)

@DerekMess @Tetro Dal saw the student approach the table, and greet the teacher he thought had a smug feeling about him. He now realised he was not smug, but simply lacked any decent expression one would take for pleasing. The young boy was struggling to let go of his tradition it seemed...