Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: The Arena / The Infirmary / Scarlett's room


Who I'm with: Valian (@folclor ) & Violet (@StartingOver ) / Manara (@KalenNighteyes ) & The nurses then Why'nn and Scarlett


What I'm doing: Chatting and betting happy / Concerned


Grim


Grim laughed at both of them, grinning as he nodded to Violet. "Lass ye can wan'ta ta'e care o'me, but me bruv's gonna care too!" 'Ye wanna be a den wife already?' He thought, but kept smiling and laughing at the pair.


Delrick


The monk, though a bit battered and worn from the excursion into the crypt and below the cemetery, carried the Manara with ease in both arms. She had taken quite a lot of punishment before succumbing to Mr. Deeds master, he was careful to no inflict more injury to her by jamming the hook further through her shoulder or jarring it. Her cuts and torn flesh from the massive mechanical blade would've caused a lesser being to succumb to death much faster. But she was somehow still alive. 'The force must be strong with you.'


Upon exiting the crypt Delrick could feel a whirlwind of emotions coming from his apprentice. Titling his head to the side he focused on her and sent a sense of calm and ease to her, as he stepped from the cemetery and into the infirmary. "You're safe and back in the school Manara. You're with the nurses, I'll be back shortly." Nodding to the nurses as he left the severely injured Sith in their care.


Stepping out of the infirmary, he took a moment to focus on his apprentice. He could sense her confusion and strictly organised feelings. 'You seem to be... Not yourself as you are, but as you were.' He frowned and focused harder, pinpointing her location. 'What are you doing in that room?' Taking a step forward...


...he stepped into Scarlett's room to see a former student patting Why'nn on the head. "Miss. Pacitti please step away from my apprentice." His tone and posture both exuded calm, though his appearance was ragged, turn, cut, and bloodied. Some of it his, but most of his Manara's. He would seem to be in a very grim mood, though Why'nn and Scarlett would feel his natural aura permeate the room. The unease of the dead, the hairs standing on the back of the neck and general aversion to stay away.


He looked to Why'nn as she was pleading and begging to not be sent back. He frowned and shook his head. "Apprentice, are you alright?" He used her native tongue to put her at ease and reaffirm his position with her. "Gather yourself! Cease this groveling."

 

[folclor]

Location: Mistress's Room


Who I am with: Master (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna) and Mistress (@StartingOver)


What I am doing: Pleading


Her eyes widened as her master entered and she bowed low to him, her forehead resting on the ground. She did not raise herself as she spoke. "I am sorry! Please! I did not m-mean to hurt her! Master, please! Please do not send me to the war! I cannot... Gods, please!" As he commanded her, she rushed to get to her feet. The tears flowed faster and the slight girl began to tremble. "Please take me back to the temple! I shall do what it takes, I swear! I am sorry! I will never raise a hand to Lady Priestess Zaltya again! Please do not send me to war!"

 

[StartingOver]

Location- Scarlet's room


Who I'm with- Why'nn and Delrick (@folclor and @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


What I'm doing- feeling bad.


Scarlet didn't back down. She walked up the Delrick and Why'nn. "This is my fault, let me fix it." She saw the girl crying and it ripped at her heart. "You did nothing wrong Why'nn you will not be sent anywhere you don't wish to go." She said trying to comfort the girl.


"Delrick let me fix this!"

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Scarlett's Room


Who I am with: Why'nn (@folclor ) And and Scarlett (@StartingOver)


What I am doing: Asserting authority


Delrick frowned further, using the Thayan language. "Enough! Apprentice rise and fall in at my side and compose yourself. Have I not trained you better then this?" His voice was filled with an unquestionable authority, though it did not contain the power of the binding. He knew Why'nn would, in her current state, obey without the magic of the binding.


Looking to Scarlett, knowing and trusting Why'nn to comply, he shook his head. "No. This is something she must work out on her own. Recovering from mental intrusion and breakdowns are one of many things that have been taught here." His gaze looked deep into her eyes, as though he were able to read her most hidden thoughts and depth of her soul. "Something you always had trouble grasping, as well as benefit of meditation for the focus and clarity it brings to ones power." His tone was still calm, with no traces of anger or malice in it, but that of a stern teacher speaking with a student.


Turning to the door he wordlessly indicated for Why'nn to follow him. "Show miss Pacitti proper respect as you leave apprentice, we will discuss your behaviour in my chambers." Continuing to use Why'nn's native tongue. He stood in the doorway, his staff in his left hand and his right tucked behind his back.

 

[StartingOver]

Location- Scarlets room


Who I'm with- Delrick and Why'nn(@folclor and @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


What I'm doing- slightly annoyed.


"You're well aware of the situation I'm in Delrick. Don't get stern with me. You know I don't have a chance to fight back. I'm not bound like you. She has triggers implanted in me. "She sighed. "Please bring her after she is back. I will tell her what awaits her. Imalia told me so I will tell them, but if Nishria has seen me don't." She turned away. "You know what I'll do."

 

[Lunaria Silver]

Character: Lillith Mahler


Where I am: The Caves below the school and then the Arena


Who I'm With: Nobody


What I'm Doing: Waking up


Below the school, in the caves, sat an elaborately decorated coffin. It had sat practically untouched for the 4 years since it had been brought here, so it was a tad bit dusty and had more than one cobweb. Inside of this lovely coffin was a large white cocoon, which had not stirred in thirty years.


Suddenly, the cocoon began to shred from the inside out, somehow not moving the lid of the coffin at all. A few moments after the cocoon first began to shred, the lid opened up, revealing a girl with absurdly long black-as-night hair and blue eyes which were not, at the moment, glowing. The woman in a teenage body sighed, reaching next to her and grabbing a sheathed sword.


"Nathan?" She called out in her normal voice, which sounded half seductive half deadly. After a moment of him not replying, she frowned. "Have you abandoned me too, Nathan? I'm almost upset." She commented. She got out of her coffin, her eyes beginning to glow bright blue. A worn white dress hung on her form, seeming to have once been quite lovely.


"This is the first time I've woken up and you haven't already prepared snacks for me. Oh well. I'll need to find a new toy." After sleeping for 30 years, and having Nathan by her side her entire life, she still continued to talk to him despite his absence.


Lillith left her coffin alone, intent on finding a meal as she walked through the caves whilst holding her sword into a dungeon area. "This reminds me of the place I tortured my dear sister. Such a shame she's dead!" That being said, Lillith laughed aloud, not in a sadistic fashion but in a way that showed she was truly filled with joy by the memory. She walked up and out of the dungeon, smelling the air as she did so. "I smell treats...this way!"


Lillith walked through the door leading to the arena, where she saw some sweet, innocent youths about to exit the door.


"Oh, hello!" She exclaimed cheerily. "They don't seem so bad, Nathan. I guess I can forgive you for leaving me here." The students looked confused, but she payed them no mind. She snatched one up by the neck, dragged him to her, and drained him dry in under a minute.


She scowled as she threw the child aside. "Your blood is filthy!" She exclaimed, eyes still glowing. Nonetheless, she grabbed another student, draining her dry just as quickly. By now, the students had begun to run from her as she laughed. She was a rather tidy eater, so she didn't have much blood on her.

 

[folclor]

Location: Mistress's Room


Who I am with: Master (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna) and Mistress (@StartingOver)


What i am doing: Following commands


Why'nn fell in quickly, standing at attention as her master ordered. He gestured her to follow him, but first she bowed to Scarlet. "Thank you for receiving me, Mistress. Please forgive my insolence." At that, the girl turned and filed after her master. She kept her head down, shame and fear mingling in her soul.


It was clear she'd disappointed him. If it wasn't set before, she would definitely be sent to the front lines now. Dread seeped in. Why'nn did not dare to speak as they walked. There was no excuse. She was a disgrace, she'd messed up. At one point she almost spoke to him, but kept her mouth shut instead.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Hallways


Who I'm with: Something attacking the students (@Lunaria Silver )


What I'm doing: My job


Geralt walked through the hallways of the first floor, dragging a large sled behind him. He had no idea why Nishira wanted this creature's head, but she'd payed him. Nevermind the fact that it had taken him three whole months to find the damn thing, not to mention put it down. He had to drop about half of what the promised payment was on materials alone. He needed to renegotiate his contract, because there was no way in hell he'd let himself get bound. Although... no, no, he wouldn't even consider it.


The sound of screaming brought his attention out of his thoughts. Dropping the rope he was dragging the sled with, he raced down the hallways to find some woman in a ratty dress drinking the blood of passing students. Geralt's first thought was that it was some sort of vampire. He ducked behind a wall to prepare for battle.


The first thing he did was slather his blade with Vamipre Oil, designed to sear their flesh and stop their healing. The second thing he did was drink a potion of Black Blood, which would render his own blood toxic to vampires. Geralt grit his teeth as the potion took effect, due to both the unpleasant taste, and the potion's toxicity. Finally, he strapped some bombs to his belt. Devil's Puffball, to poison the beast, Moon Dust, in case it tried to turn invisible, and finally Dimeritium Bombs in case it tried to cast any spells. Certain that he was ready, Geralt stepped out from behind the wall, his silver sword drawn.


"So you like to eat children huh? That's funny. Almost like something out of a fairy tale. It's too bad you weren't particularly subtle about it."

 

[Lunaria Silver]

Character: Lillith Mahler


Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Some idiot (@TommyGun15 )


What I'm Doing: Gathering Information


Lillith turned around to face the person who wanted to attack her. As she was technically an alien and not a vampire at all except in the manner that she drank blood, it was unlikely that his measures would effect her. "Look at that, Nathan. A fool. These poor welps are students? Am I at a school?" She asked the man who she viewed as the worst kind of idiot.


"Then there are plenty more, right Nathan? Yes, this place could provide much entertainment. I am glad you chose to abandon me here, Nathan." Lillith didn't acknowledge him any more than she already had. In fact she seemed to completely disregard his presence.

 

[TommyGun15]

Location: The Hallways


Who I'm with: Something attacking the students (@Lunaria Silver )


What I'm doing: My job


Geralt scowled as the creature went back to attacking the students. He plucked a Devil's Puffball off of his belt and hurled it at the creature, surrounding it in a cloud of toxic gas.


"Perhaps I wasn't clear. Leave the students alone, or you will answer to me."


Geralt cast the sign of Quen, surrounding his body in a gold aura. It should block at least the vampire's opening attack.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Hallways then my chambers


Who I amwith: Why'nn (@folclor )


What I am doing: Talking and listening


Delrick nodded towards Scarlett as they left. As they walked he could sense Why'nn wished to speak to him, he glanced over his shoulder at her. 'Where are you little bird?' He remained silent for the short walk to his room.


Once they were inside the warlock motioned for Why'nn to take her place near the high backed chair as he settled into. Not bothering to change or wash up. "Apprentice, tell me, as you recall it, what happened since I last saw you." He had not indicated for her to sit, knowing she would do so stiffly, so he would continue in this fashion until she broke through her mental state. 'If you are where I think you are, then you should not recall me, and that should be a crack in your mental walls.' He kept the frown on his face along with the stern look in his eyes, but his voice was calm and quiet.

 

[Lunaria Silver]

Character: Lillith Mahler


Where I am: Arena


Who I'm With: A persistent Fool (@TommyGun15 )


What I'm Doing: Getting Annoyed


Lillith coughed as the gas filled the air. It filled up her lungs, which was quite annoying. It would slow her down a bit, but not an overwhelming amount. It did make her sense of smell akin to that of a regular human. She turned around to face the persistent man with a scowl, her eyes glowing an even brighter shade of blue.


"Answer to you? I am Queen. I answer to no one who offers me no entertainment." Then she chuckled. "I never even listened to your advice." Once again she was talking to her absent Chevalier that she would most likely never see again.


"If you wish to fight, I will happily oblige you. I see no reason for you to get in the way of my meal." She said, staring at her nails for a second in complete indifference. "I need to fix those. I also want a new dress. Get me one." It was strange for her to not have a Chevalier at her beck and call.


Lillith then unsheathed her sword, dropping the sheath to the ground with the intention of picking it up later. She had a smirk on her face as she stared at the man.


"If you call me your majesty and apologize, I may let you live. Perhaps I'll even make you my chevalier! How does that sound? It's a great honor." Lillith assured him.

 

[folclor]

Location: Master's chambers


Who I am with: Master (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna)


What I am doing: Speaking


Why'nn followed after him, standing before the chair, back straight, feet together, hands rigidly by her side, eyes focused on the ground before her. She listened to his command and bowed slightly before she opened her mouth to speak. After a moment, she closed it again. Confusion played on her face and she would've begun trembling had she not been sure she'd be punished for it. Several moments passed before she bowed again, this time a bit more deeply.


"A-Apologies, Master... I... I cannot recall meeting you before." Questions filled her mind. How had she recognized him? Why did he call her apprentice? "If I may, Sir... Did Father send you?" That was the only valid explanation. Some sort of trigger or implanted memory. It must've happened during her last trip to Delhumide. Perhaps this was a punishment for telling on Llysi.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: My chambers


Who I amwith: Why'nn (@folclor )


What I am doing: Talking and listening


The monk nodded, though he wanted to smile, he did not. 'You are back in Thay, in an early stage of training.' He watched as the confusion played over her. "No, I'm not sent by him. But you know me, you know who I am." His aura remaining constant, the feeling of the dead ever present. With barely any effort on his part, he sent familial feelings through the binding, glancing to different items around his chambers. Items that would hold significant meaning to her. His hammock, the couch, the color wheel on his desk, the wine decanter and glasses.


He reached out to lift her chin so that he made eye contact with her. "Look into my eye, and remember." She would see the silently screaming ghostly skulls where his pupils should be. "Remember me and tell me what happened last." His voice calm and quiet as he watched her.

 

[folclor]

Location: Father's chambers


Who I am with: Father (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


What I am doing: Remembering


The aura was comforting to her, yet she was (even as she tried not to be) upset at his words. She knew him? At least he wasn't sent by Father and that meant she would be less likely to be sent to war. But perhaps he was one of the Monks of the Long Death that shared the living quarters and temple?


A feeling began to envelop her. Why'nn gasped and almost broke her posture as this strange sense passed over her. Was he part of the family? She wanted to look but was a bit nervous she might be struck for her lack of composure. Were there other experiments before her and her siblings? Had some of them gotten free? Was that what was happening here? Was there some misguided attempt to "save" the younger ones? "Sir, I do not underst-"





He lifted her chin and he would notice that, even if she currently didn't remember him, at some point today she'd taken the time to put color back in her irises: his shade of blue.


Why'nn didn't understand until she met his gaze. The dam broke and the memories flooded back. She staggered forward under the weight of the recollection. "Father!" she breathed, eyes wide as she held onto him. But he'd given her an order. What happened last? "Headmistress tied James and me up. Scarlet was going to go into James's mind to mess with it. I was distracting her, so she restricted my breathing until I lost consciousness..."





Her eyes closed and, instead of just clinging to him, she hugged him. "Father... You are covered in blood and only some of it is yours..." The girl cast a healing spell that began to close his wounds. "What happened?" Though she wouldn't admit it, her memories were currently still in disarray and, soon, she began glancing at the ceiling warily.

 

[TommyGun15]

Location: The Hallways


Who I'm with: Something attacking the students (@Lunaria Silver )


What I'm doing: My job


Geralt raised his sword as the creature in front of him got ready to fight. He had no idea what a chevalier was, but it didn't take a genius to figure out it was some kind of servant. He spoke in a somewhat sarcastic tone.


"Sorry your majesty. Not interested."


Then he darted forward, dropping low and coming up in a spinning slice aimed at her neck. It wasn't out of any real knowledge of how to kill her, but he'd faced vampires quite frequently, and generally speaking decapitation was a standard weakness not only to vampires, but to pretty much all monsters. That and a clean decapitation made trophy collecting so much easier. Thus, Geralt just naturally aimed for her neck out of pure instinct. It was clear from his movement that he'd done this sort of thing so often it had become almost routine to him.

 

[Mad Prince of Sanity]

Shard


Location: Grounds


With: Nishira @folclor Ivela Zoldyck @Lunaria Silver


Action: Recovering.


During the minute or so Shard had went still, he had not just been holding himself still, rather he had entered a meditative trance in order to draw more energy to him to aid in his recovery. Thankfully, his new protege and Keeper proved to be as distracting as he had hoped. Shard regained his senses shortly after the two launched their attacks, not at all in tip-top shape, but definitely better off than he was before.


Chaos Beast


Location: Grounds


With: Prey


Action: Hurt


The Chaos beast roared in defiance of the two, Nishira's words drawing it's ire first, and the beast responded with a savage swipe of the hardened talon jutting from it's wrist. Despite the appendages special properties and hardness though, the blade bit into the beast, not quite severing the talon, but definitely not being deflected by it. A black, frothy liquid much like a macabre mixture between a milkshake and tar bubbled up from the wound and dripped to the ground, killing the grass at the creature's feet. In conjunction with this, several razor-sharp daggers impaled the beast one after another, the first three striking true and slamming into the beast's face. Causing a considerable river of it's "blood" to surge forth. The arm it raised to block the others faired little better. In a last desperate bid for violence, the beast swung it's body, pushing Nishira's blade aside with the arm her sword was buried in, and used the other arm's talon, still infused with chaotic magic, the swipe at her. For a brief moment leaving it;s back exposed to Ivela before it's barbed, bladed tail swung at her like a headsman's axe.

 

[folclor]

Location: Grounds


Who I'm with: Shard, the chaos beast (@Mad Prince of Sanity), and Ivela (@Lunaria Silver)


What I'm doing: I-I'm hit?


The sword was wrenched from her grasp and the lich had to concede that perhaps swords were not her strong point. Staggered, distracted, it was in that second Nishira felt the thing's talon cut into her, tearing her side open. The affects of the chaos magic were swift and terrible to behold as Nishira, not a being of direct chaos herself, cried out, her form rapidly losing cohesion. Very soon, she was completely amorphous.


Well, at least, that's what would've happened had she not been undead.


After a moment of being in the amorphous form, Nishira returned to her own, smiling and letting out a little bit of a chuckle as she approached the creature. "Good job, good job, you managed to hit me." She showed her wound, a cut into rotted flesh that had no blood to bleed. "Oh, and you tore my dress." The headmistress sighed. "What will I do with you? What will I do?"


She held out her hand and sent four meteors shooting out at the Chaos Beast. (Meteor Swarm - Pathfinder_OGC

 

[Lunaria Silver]

Character: Ivela Zoldyck


Location: Grounds


Who I'm With: Nishira (@folclor ) Shard and Chaos Beast (@Mad Prince of Sanity )


What I'm Doing: Trying not to lose head.


Ivela laughed as the daggers hit the beast. She left the ones that had hit it's face there, but the ones that the beast had succeeded in blocking with it's arm she dematerialized. She had the ones she left in the beast embed themselves deeper into it's flesh. She enjoyed causing the creature pain, mainly because she wanted the creature dead. It was annoying.


It left her brief opening on it's back which Ivela intended to make full use of as she conjured up only 3 daggers to shoot at it, due to the fact that the beast suddenly swung it's tail at her. Her reaction time was barely quick enough as she used Symphonic Sheets to dull the chaos beast's bladed tail by wrapping several sheets around the blade. It still crashed into her, causing quite a bit of damage. Still, it was better than being cut in half. Ivela landed heavily, groaning in pain. It had probably broken...several things. Which was not good. One thing her nen was not capable of is healing.


Getting up at the moment was probably not the best plan. So Ivela decided to surround herself with a bubble of Symphonic Sheets, while also using Ken to further protect herself. She needed at least a few minutes to decide whether or not she could still fight.


Character: Lillith Mahler


Location: Arena


Who I'm With: A fool (@TommyGun15 )


What I'm Doing: Defending


Lillith grinned when he called her majesty. "You see! Even when you are vexed you recognize royalty." Of course, then the man suddenly rushed at her with the intent of removing her head from her shoulders. Well...she certainly couldn't allow him to do that. Lillith brought her sword up to meet his, thus preventing him from killing her. She had moved quickly, but casually as if she didn't expect this to be much of a challenge. When it came to brute strength and agility, she had most people beat.


However, due to the ease at which he had performed the attack and the strength behind it, she realized that he wasn't some weakling. Lillith figured out that it would be unwise to underestimate him.


"This hardly seems fair." She commented. "I've been asleep for 30 years."

 

[TommyGun15]

Location: The Hallways


Who I'm with: Something attacking the students (@Lunaria Silver )


What I'm doing: My job


This close, Lilith would be able to see Geralt's eyes, yellow and slit shaped pupils, almost like a cat's. And though his hair was white as snow, the lack of wrinkles in his face suggested that it wasn't the product of age.


"30 years? I suppose it's time for a wake up call then."


Geralt twisted his blade, catching the flat of Lilith's sword, and swung out to the side, pushing her sword with it to leave her open. He moves possessed an inhuman strength and agility, though it probably wouldn't have been a match for Lilith at her full strength. He used the opening that pushing her sword aside gave him to step back, where he kept his guard up and observed her for weaknesses.


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Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Mistress Imalia (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Noticing


James was near the back of the throng of students, staying near his mistress, when he heard the sound of swords clashing. It was then that he noticed a few screams amidst the chatter. He furrowed his brow, then reached over and tapped Imalia on the shoulder.


"Mistress, there's something going on up ahead. I think someone is fighting."

 

[folclor]

Location: Hallways


Who I'm with: James, Geralt (@TommyGun15), and someone new (@Lunaria Silver)


What I'm doing: My job


Imalia nodded, then pushed James in front of her. She had to concentrate hard, but she managed to teleport all of the students in front and around her into the cafeteria, out of harm's way. Now she stood alone in the hallway with Geralt and this woman.


"Good to see you've returned, Sir Witcher," Imalia greeted, using the shadows to hide her fading body. "Who, pray tell, are you?" The question was directed at the woman. Well, her body looked like a student, but Imalia knew all of her students and this girl was not one of them. "If you're choosing to be a danger to the students here, I'll have to act under the authority of the headmistress to banish you." The enchantress stepped closer. If Geralt looked closely, he would notice her vanishing form, but the woman likely would not.

 

[Lunaria Silver]

Character: Lillith Mahler


Location: Hallway


Who I'm With: A child, a fool (@TommyGun15 ) and an authoritative woman. (@folclor )


What I'm Doing: Greeting


Lillith was a bit shocked at the man's quick movements, and his youthful disposition. She had assumed him to be an old man. Clearly that wasn't the case. He did, however, step away from her. She appreciated that. 'Peasants should never come so close to royalty.'


She turned her head to look at the newcomer, the smile never fading from her face. "Banish me? From, where exactly? Wherever did you leave me Nathan?" As she asked her question, the tone of her voice changed for the first time. Her voice contained a mixture of confusion, betrayal, and slight anger. It sounded like the voice of a lost child.


"Hm." Her voice returned to it's normal, amused tone. "I believe I should ask who you are. As far as I am aware I am the only Queen present." She stated. "Though I suppose it would be considered rude to ask you your name without giving my own. My name is Lillith Mahler." The reason why Lillith was more cooperative with the woman who had just arrived was because she seemed less hostile at the moment. While there were very few people she particularly liked, she did enjoy the sound of her own voice, so given the opportunity she was quite talkative.

 

[TommyGun15]

Location: The Hallways


Who I'm with: Lilith (@Lunaria Silver ), Imalia (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Explaining


Geralt nodded in Imalia's direction before stepping back and relaxing his stance. He didn't put his sword away though, and could easily raise it again if Lilith decided to attack.


"Good to see you too Imalia, and it seems I arrived at the perfect time. This... creature, was feeding on the students. Draining their blood. Shall I slay her? I'll admit, I'm a bit surprised that Nishira hasn't showed yet. Unless this is her idea of a welcoming party."

 

[folclor]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Geralt (@TommyGun15) and Lillith Mahler (@Lunaria Silver)


What I'm doing: Negotiations


"No, Geralt. The headmistress is currently battling a greater threat. If you wish to slay a beast, perhaps you should join her, one of the new teachers, and a student in battling a chaos beast." She frowned. "If you want to help with this situation, perhaps you can go and find Delrick? He might actually know what's happening here... Besides, if you slew everything that would be considered a monster in your world very few of the students or teachers would still be alive."


Imalia shook her head and sighed. Ah. One of the headmistress's acquisitions. "I see, I see. So you have no idea where you are." Still in the shadows, she curtsied. "I am Imalia Erus, Enchanting and Engravings teacher at the Academy for Rejected Souls. You are in a demi-plane, another universe if you will. You would only have ended up here if your universe kicked you out or the headmistress sent out operatives specifically to get you. I'll have to get the headmistress's second in command as the headmistress is otherwise disposed."


Pausing, the enchantress glanced at the dead students in the hallway. She signaled the nurses to begin the body collection. "You shouldn't attack the students like that. I'm certain that, if Nishira brought you here, she's prepared for your dietary needs."

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: My chambers


Who I amwith: My apprentice (@folclor )


What I am doing: Helping to remember


Delrick smiled when he saw her eye color, it had not been that way before and he glad it was like that now. 'You remember me, even when you don't recall yourself.'


He reached up to catch her when he saw her stumble and start to fall towards him, but as she clung to him and started to hug the warlock returned the gesture. "Daughter." Speaking the word quietly, he held her close as she gave a rapid fire account of what had happened. Nodding his head as spoke. "You are alright now and you succeeded."


He felt the wave of comforting healing magic wash over him, the aches and pain from the cuts and abrasions and contusion began to fade, even though it had not shown outwardly he was glad the annoyance was leaving him. "I passed a test of my own." He hugged her once more and stood so he could move to the cupboard and grab the kettle. "The butler, Mr. Deeds, extended a test from his master to the headmistress for her staff to compete in." The monk set the kettle on the stove, setting it to boil, and continued talking as he prepared two cups of tea. As he moved about the kitchen he was aware Why'nn's frequent checking of the ceiling. 'What are looking for?' "Who I believe was Keeper." He watched her for signs of recognition or anything that would be out of place for her.