Fantasy Malachi Mortoni's Wandering Alchemical Academy

[Stickdom]

NOTE: This RP is very in-depth with it's magic system. If there is something you don't understand, please please ask about it in the OOC before doing anything irrevocably dumb, or it may leave your character helpless a pile of ashes :3

Malachi Mortoni's Magicademy of Alchemical Learning, shortened to The Academy of Alchemy in most cases, is one of the few certified Alchemical Academies in Tatybye, the continent of Otrea's largest Magic Nation. He started it in 1047 A.E. (Alchemic Era), and the current year is now 1255 A.E., 208 years later. Needless to say, none has conversed with Malachi about the current state of his Academy, which has since run away.

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Yes. You heard that correctly. His Academy. Ran. Away. It had so much of his Alchemy and Magic poured into it that it became a being itself, and set off in search of its departed master. It now roams above the skies of Tatybye, and any potential students now have to take a local Wyvern Mail Express to reach the Academy.

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And this means You. You have been accepted as a Minor Magos, you have the ability to see your Familiar, but have yet to master its power. Join the Academy in your classes and you will soon learn all of the secrets of your element. As long as you behave, that is, for not only will the teachers be watching and grading you, you will also have your Archon to appease. Good Luck, new Apprentice, and hope to see you at The Grand Arrival Ceremony this year!


These are the available slots that the school is currently accepting. Please register with your local CS Office to make sure your place at the Academy is assured.


Available School Slots:

• -Teaching Positions: Currently Being Appointed

1. Gwendolyn Valencia - Arch Geomagus Theoreticus @Shura11


2. - Character Available -


3. Saphire Tsuki - Aspirant Libra @Braxnond


2. Scarlett Issis - Aspirant Aries @VolcanicMagma


2. Paris Carmichael - Aspirant Taurus Broken-Angel


4. Cameron Justice - Aspirant Taurus

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The Academy teaches in the original Four Elements-style of Alchemical Magic. You will practice your specific class of magic through classes, school-wide activities, tournaments and more.

• Alchemical Elements
• Familiars

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  The four Elements of Air, Fire, Earth and Water are each governed by a patron Elemental Archon.
  
  
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  Archons, Left to right: Paralda (Air), Djin (Fire), Ghob (Earth), Nichsa (Water)
  
  
  It is through the Archons that magic flows, in the form of familiars. Each Archon grants a familiar creature to those that they favor, but that is only the beginning. To gain magical power, each Magus must curry favor with their respective Archon, through prayers and allegiance and by following certain attitudes that align with each one. To spurn your Archon would mean devastation, with some Magoi being struck with afflictions or smote dead on the spot. They are not gods, for they care not for your survival, only for your service.
  
  
  
  • Air
  • Fire
  • Earth
  • Water

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    The Element of Air:
    
    
    -Archon: Paralda
    
    
    -Weak to Fire, Strong against Earth-
    
    
    -Associated Colour: Orange
    
    
    -Associated Birth Signs: Gemini, Libra, Aquarius
    
    
    -High Alchemy: Caelic (Heavens) Magic
    
    
    -Preferred Weapons: Dagger / Short Sword / Knives
    
    
    -Paralda, the Archon of Air, grants power to those she sees fit to wield it, and they become an Aeromagus, who are typically are born from the Gemini, Libra and Aquarius constellations. She enjoys those who act carefree and whimsical, brooding over decisions or taking too much time to act leads to her displeasure. Talking, joking and story-telling are promoted activities, and many Air Magoi have time set aside spent fellowshipping rather than studying, which Paralda sees only necessary at a minimum, though Libras are required to spend more time in the books than others. Geminis are generally less social, they tend to choose a single mutual companion that they bond with, most often another Gemini. Aquarii tend to be the most outgoing, they will befriend anyone, ally or enemy, and are rewarded greatly for avoiding conflict when friendship is possible. Paralda does require herself to be revered, and a monthly demonstration in the Paraldian Temple of the powers you have acquired from her is a sure way to gain favor in her sight.
    
    
    -Magic: An Aeromagus, users of Elemental Air, encompass the fields of wind, lightning/electricity, and blood. This Magic is typically used on the caster themselves, using the wind to boost abilities, such as jumping and eventually flying, or using the Blood Magic to change their body in useful or grotesque ways, as well as other physical magic.
    
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    -Starting Spells:
    
    
    
    
    Exoriate ​
    - To cause pressure and velocity to allow the caster to leap higher and farther than should be possible. The target must already be in motion, as personal gravity is not nullified, it is only reduced. As the caster grows in magical strength, the strength of this spell also increases, allowing further range.
    
    
    
    
    Morphosis:
    
    The ability to change one's self (or parts thereof) into another object. This can be dangerous, as turning one's self completely into an inanimate object would be fatal. Therefore, it is recommended to keep the transformations to being purely organic, and novice magicians are only allowed to attempt single-limb Morphosis, such as changing their hands into claws or legs into a finned tail. Internal organs are hard to replicate or change, so it is recommended not to experiment with spells such as creating gills to breathe under water or altering the intestines to digest inedible materials until one has had plenty of experience, practice, and teaching.
    
    
    
    
    -Associated Creature: Aeromagoi can learn to summon Sylphids to aid them. Sylphs, or Sylphids as a whole, are typically 1-2 feet tall, they are intangible beings, mostly taking the form of cloud-like substance, but they can materialize as they wish to. Most are used as scouts or messengers, though they are known to hold their own in a fight with average-sized humans. Sylphs are known for their illusional magic and playful, child-like personalities, making themselves disappear or appear to be different sizes at will. though they simply cast a glamourous spell over themselves, they do not actually change. They fondly enjoy pranks and harmless jokes, often getting their masters into unwanted trouble.
    
    
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    An Ethereal Sylph
    
    
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    A Sylph in a more Material form
    
    
    
    
    
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    The Element of Fire:
    
    
    -Archon: Djin
    
    
    -Weak to Water, Strong against Air-
    
    
    -Associated Colour: Gold
    
    
    -Associated Birth Signs: Aries, Leo, Sagittarius
    
    
    -High Alchemy: Solar (Sun) Magic
    
    
    -Preferred Weapons: Rod / Staff / Spear
    
    
    -Djin, the Archon of Fire, seeks only strength and cunning. He chooses those who show traits of leadership and confidence, Though he is demanding in his tribute, he is also benevolent with his power, giving great might to those who please him. Taking charge and making strong, confident decisions pleases him, being elected to positions of control is a sure way to gain favor with him. He dislikes those who abuse power, however, and any who tributes all of the glory to themselves will not go unpunished. Leos are expected to be the best leaders, and they will suffer the most from bad decisions, while Aries' must perform feats of mental and physical might to keep their favor. Saggitarii are generally allowed to get away with more failure, but the rewards of their successes are also not as great. Djin is known to grant wishes to his faithful, though his fiendish and prankster nature will sometimes skew selfish wishes as a lesson to those he feels need it.
    
    
    -Magic: A Pyromagus, users of the Element of Fire, has control over flames themselves, as well as plasmoid fluids. These also lead to a type of Mental Magic, consisting of basic Telepathy and Telekinesis, though advanced Pyromagoi have been known to show powers of Mind Suggestion, though not complete Mind Control.
    
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    -Starting Spells:
    
    
    
    
    Fulsiate: ​
    Casts a bright, but momentary flash of light, blinding to the target, giving the caster the chance to move in to attack, cast a other spell or escape with minimal damage done to both parties. the light typically does not last long enough to be used as a viable light source, since the light only last for a literal second.
    
    
    
    
    Telekinesis:
    
    The spell to move objects with one's mind alone. The caster must have sight of the object at all times, otherwise the spell is broken. Also, it uses just as much strength to move an object as it would to do it by hand, meaning that lifting or manipulating an object that one could not lift with their own physical strength would be impossible unless cast be a very advanced Pyromagus.
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    -Associated Creature: Ifrids are the creatures summoned by advanced Pyromagoi. They are Imps of a sort, usually red- or orange-skinned, with two small horns on their heads and a pronged tail. Ifrids have the ability to grow after eating, gaining in size a small amount at each meal. For this reason, training a young Ifrid can be a challenging task, but is rewarded with the possibility of a massive and powerful servant later on in its life.
    
    
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    A Common young Ifrid, only several (2-3) feet in length
    
    
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    A Fully Grown Ifrid, easily 20-30 feet.
    
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    The Element of Earth:
    
    
    -Archon: Ghob
    
    
    -Weak to Air, Strong against Water-
    
    
    -Associated Colour: Green
    
    
    -Associated Birth Signs: Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn
    
    
    -High Alchemy: Terrestrial (Life) Magic
    
    
    -Preferred Weapons: Chakram Disc / Hand Sickles / Axes
    
    
    -Ghob, the Archon of Earth, is jolly and good-natured. He is the most caring of the Archons, and his favor is rarely hard to earn. He appreciates kindness and concern for others, though he is amused by emotions such as anger and frustration. Ghob enjoys toying with human feelings, so he does not really expect much in the way of his own appreciation, knowing that humans are more fickle than even he is.Virgos are kind protectors, willing to stand up for what is right and to shelter their friends, even if they are the only ones willing to stand for what is right. Taurus' are more of a sturdy nature, using their powers to become defensive powerhouses, to the point that they feel almost no pain and can withstand most blows, magical and physical. Capricorns are known for their wily natures, using the magic they know to confuse and confound anyone they happen to be against, while being somewhat cowardly when it comes to physical combat. Ghob does not seem to favor or dislike any one particular behavior out of these, so he is particularly hard to please, though he will show appreciation for any acts directed specifically towards him, such as demonstrating skills and offering prayers at a Ghobian Altar.
    
    
    
    
    
    -Magic: A Geomagus, as the practitioners of Earth magic are called, has control over rocks, soil, and plants, causing effects on themselves, their allies and opponents. This Effect Magic includes such as driving an enemy into a berserked rage, or granting an ally strength, as well as other effects such as Confusion, Sleep, or Protection.
    
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    -Starting Magic:
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    Petrificate: ​
    The power to turn something that is not stone into stone. This is harder to accomplish on organic material, due to the conversion process, so objects that are already close to stone-like consistency are best the mediums for this. This can be used as a strengthening or disabling spell, depending on its use, though it also has purely practical uses as well.
    
    
    
    
    Distulate:
    
    This spell slows a target inside of a distulation field. This effect creates a spherical field around the target where motion of any kind is difficult, as if wading through sluggish water. this may not completely stop a moving object, but it can slow them to the point that, for example, a speeding arrow passing through a medium strength field slows immensely inside of the field and clatters harmlessly to the ground due to lack of momentum upon reaching the other side of the field. A note of caution: this constantly drains the caster of magical strength as long as the spell is in effect, meaning that novice Geomagoi cannot hold this for longer than a few seconds at a time before they are exhausted. This spell effects the caster as well, if they enter the field.
    
    
    
    
    
    
    -Associated Creature:
    
    An advanced Geomagoi can summon a Ghoul to aid them. Ghouls are technically a variety of ghost, though they are spirits of the earth itself, and not of a previously living creature. As such, they are immaterial and can move through solid objects at will, using this to possess almost any inanimate object to become a living haunt. They are faithful beings, and many Geomagoi summoners choose a specific Ghoul to act as their personal aid.
    
    
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    The Ghostly form of a Common Ghoul
    
    
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    A Ghoul inhabiting a set of Armour
    
    
    
    
    
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    The Element of Water:
    
    
    -Archon: Nichsa
    
    
    -Weak to Earth, Strong against Fire-
    
    
    -Associated Colour: White
    
    
    -Associated Birth Signs: Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces
    
    
    -High Alchemy: Lunar (Moon) Magic
    
    
    -Preferred Weapons: Chalice & Potion Flask / Whip / Chain Weapons
    
    
    -Nichsa, the Archon of Water, is thought to be distant and emotionless from her disciples. This is not particularly true, she just prefers to have a relaxed approach to everything and prefers to not get involved in the affairs of others unless they involve her own well-being. She cares for those she deems to be a Hydromagus, though she does not favor them unnecessarily. She prefers to keep an attitude of calm and collected, even during chaos or turmoil, and expects her Magoi to follow her example. Cancers are the most passive of the three Water signs, but can be very defensive if cornered and will fight for a cause they firmly believe in. Scorpios, on the other hand, are passive aggressive, and will contest any opposing opinions, physically or verbally, on any subject they find themselves countered or bested at. Pisces tend to follow the current trends, and like to fit into crowds of their peers, not wanting to cause a disturbance. Nichsa is protective of her followers, so any acts made to spite her will sorely damage any reputation you have with her. But, she is hard to appease by mere works of the hand or mind, so tread carefully to avoid earning her displeasure. The simplest way to gain Nichsa's favor is to avoid conflict and to shy away from possibly dangerous circumstances.
    
    
    -Magic: A Hydromagus, being users of elemental water, have power over the liquid, as well as the solid and gaseous state. They can form existing water into ice, or evaporate it into steam, and eventually other gases of various effects. Also, Water's effect of Cancellation Magic makes it a prime medium for anti-effect or healing magic, cleansing themsleves or allies to remove ailments and minor wounds. These can be added into potions, which Hydromagoi are especially good at brewing, or through direct water magic itself.
    
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    -Starting Spells:
    
    
    
    
    Demergate: ​
    This spell, commonly known as Plunge in Common Speak, has many unconventional uses. Its effect is to throw a stream of water from one source to another, holding it in a spherical shape when steady, but leaving a trail of water in its wake as it moves, like a comet's tail. This can be used to move objects at a small distance, as the power behind it is surprisingly strong for the sphere's small size, but is also creates a segue to many later spells the require moving water, or to out water in a specific place. Note that this cannot create water from thin air, but it can draw water from alternate sources, such as from soil or plants, or even from the human body in small amounts.
    
    
    
    
    -Minor Cleanse:
    
    This spell causes a stream or pool of water to be endowed with the ability to heal skin-deep wounds and ailments, such as sunburn or cuts and bruises. This spell will not restore lost blood, and will not be able to heal strains on muscles, tendons or internal organs., nor will it completely resolve the effects of poisons, though it will dilute a minor toxin to the point that its effects will be delayed until true treatment can be administered.
    
    
    
    
    
    
    -Associated Creature:
    
    Marids are the summons of advanced Hydromagoi, liquid spirits with a mind of their own. Marids vary from place to place, as they are fully dependent on local sources of water. Marids can be thought of as a soul that inhabits a body of water, so they are interchangable from a glass of water to a lake, to an ocean, though it would take a highly mature Marid to control that much water. Marids can be violent if the occasion arises, they are loyal and strong fighters, using liquid bodies to let attacks pass directly through themselves, but at the same time using the harshness of waves and currents to attack their foes.
    
    
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    A Marid in its Commonly Found Form.
    
    
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    A Single Violent and Massive Marid controlling a Large Portion of a Lake.
    
    
    
    
    
  
  
  
  
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  Familiars are Spiritual Animals granted by a Guardian to those who they choose to become Magoi. These Familiars are the channel through which each Magoi focuses their power, they are the connection between an Archon and the Magoi. A Familiar's form is unique from all other Familiars, though they may have similar bases, they vary according to the person they are bonded to as well as the disposition of the Archon who bestowed it. Many Magoi name their Familiar, though they do not require or desire one, they will obey their masters call to the best of their abilities nonetheless. Familiars cannot speak to anyone other than their own master, and only learn and grow in proportion to their master's own power.
  
  
  Familiars are not corporeal beings, they cannot interact with reality or objects except through the magic they perform for their Magoi. Familiar's are the source of magic from the Magoi's Archon, they are the chanel that their power flows through, and a Magus without their Familiar at hand is unable to access their magical powers.
  
  
  Familiars require no food or care, and are immortal for all intents and purposes, though they are not unlimited in their power. As the Magoi they are connected to advances in experience and power, the Familiar matures to better control the Magic they wield. It is easy to tell the skill of any Magoi by the size and growth of their Familiar, as they do not age with time, only with strength.
  
  
  

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• The Rules
• Constellations
• High Alchemy
• Magus Ranking:

• •All Regular RPn Rules Apply.
  
  
  •Play fairly, there is no established health or stamina system (yet?), but your characters are not invincible, nor are they superior Magoi.
  
  
  •Be respectful in all play. Characters may have arguments and fights, but we as players should not have a reason to fight. If an argument breaks out between two players, for any reason, that is not handled appropriately by both parties, they will be removed from the RP until the dispute is resolved.
  
  
  •Character relationships are allowed, even partially encouraged, but nothing that requires a fade-to-black scenario or you WILL be permanently removed from this RP.
  
  
  •Please be literate. One-Line posts will not be accepted, several sentences minimum, a full paragraph or more preferred. Proper Spelling and Grammar are appreciated, but there are no consequences for the occasional mistake.
  
  
  •Try to keep the flow of the RP smooth, it is understandable to fall behind at times, but do not post along the lines of "And then, they waited for something to happen." This kills flow, which in turn kills RPs. If you have nothing to say at the moment, it is acceptable to post nothing until you have the opportunity to do so. If you are waiting for another player to post before you do, feel free to tag them, either in your post, or preferably in an OOC post.
  
  
  •Use the OOC for anything you wish, discuss off-topics such as your latest painting or what you are doing this weekend. The only rule there is follow the in-RP rules as well. (minus the paragraph rule, short posts are reasonable in OOC.)
  
  
  
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  This Is to Decide your Element, Type of Magic and Familiar. You May Choose the Form of Your Own Familiar from the list Associated with your Symbol, which is in turn decided by your Birthdate.
  
  
  • Aries: 21 March – 20 April
  
  
  Tiger, Stallion, Robin
  
  
  • Taurus: 21 April – 21 May
  
  
  Bull/Cow, Dove, Sparrow.
  
  
  • Gemini: 22 May – 21 June
  
  
  Wolf, Serpent, Eagle
  
  
  
  
  
  • Cancer: 22 June – 22 July
  
  
  Crab, Stag, Owl
  
  
  • Leo: 23 July – 22 August
  
  
  Lion, Rooster, Peacock
  
  
  • Virgo: 23 August – 23 September
  
  
  Squirrel, Magpie, Parrot
  
  
  • Libra: 24 September – 23 October
  
  
  Elk, Hare, Swan
  
  
  • Scorpio: 24 October – 22 November
  
  
  Scorpion, Wild Boar, Vulture
  
  
  • Sagittarius: 23 November – 21 December
  
  
  Mare, Unicorn, Bird-of-Paradise.
  
  
  • Capricorn: 22 December – 20 January
  
  
  Elephant, Goat, Falcon
  
  
  • Aquarius: 21 January – 19 February
  
  
  Dog, Otter, Albatross
  
  
  
  
  
  • Pisces: 20 February – 20 March
  
  
  Sheep, Seal, Stork
  
  
  
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  High Alchemy is an advanced set of Magic for each Magoi, it cannot be learned, it is only bestowed by your Archon when they deem you worthy. These magics are usually enhancements of previous magics you have learned, or they can also be highly powerful spells granted as a show of devotion to your respective Archon. The four Types of High Alchemy correspond to each Element, and are all equaly powerful, though some opposing pairs can cancel each other out.
  
  
  • The Canceling pairs are:
  
  
  Lunar -=- Solar
  
  
  Heavenly -=- Nature
  
  
  
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  This is the list of Ranks as students progress throughout their schooling. This will advance as you complete classes, and the learning of some spells is exclusive to certain ranks.
  
  
  Student Ranks:
  
  
  Aspirant (candidate for membership)
  
  
  
  
  
  Magus Novicius (beginner)
  
  
  Magus Acolytus (apprentice)
  
  
  Magus Adeptus (journeyman)
  
  
  Teacher Positions:
  
  
  Magus Occultus (master)
  
  
  
  
  
  Magus Adjunctus (deputy, second in command)
  
  
  
  
  
  Archmagus Theoreticus (head of academy)
  
  
  

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[Stickdom]

Stickdom updated Malachi Mortoni's Wandering Alchemical Academy with a new update entry:


Open For Admission

Welcome to Malachi Mortoni's Alchemical Academy!
We are sorry to inform you that the RP itself is not open, but the Character Sheet is accepting new applicants. Once we recieve several Magus applicants for each element, we will open the gates to The Opening Ceremony, and afterwards, classes will begin. Until then, hold tight and we hope you'll enjoy our learning experience here at The Academy.

Read the rest of this update entry...

 

[Stickdom]

~The Mortoni Auditorium~


The air was filled with the humming chatter of the six hundred and fifty-three voices of excited students, new and experienced. For more than half of them, this would be their first year at the Academy, sitting at the front of the crowded auditorium, wearing their single colour robes, each matching their respective element, the confident Pyromagoi in their gold outfits, challenging each other to goals and hoped accomplishments, the calmer Hydromagoi in their white clean robes, talking in small circles of knowledge they wished to possess. On the other side of the middle aisle, the rows of Geomagoi, each wearing a deep green, were discussing each other's skills and talents, while the flighty Aeromagoi in the far end, in their bright and cheerful orange, talked of anything that came to mind. In the rows behind the new students, the second and third year students mingled, middle and upper class men looking at the backs of the heads of their new classmates and wondering how well they would fare here. On the very back row, the Magoi Adeptus, fourth year students who were preparing to move on to either teach, or study and experiment on their own outside of the school, watched in relative silence, occasionally picking out on or two of the younger students from the crowd, discussing their future potential.


This went on for several minutes, as the crowds began to shift into comfortable positions and settle down. A silence fell over the hall as a tall and imposing woman stood at the podium in the center of the stage. She was wearing a dulled-bronze set of ceremonial armour, accented with gold-embroidered crimson fabric. She carried herself with a sense of nobility, as if she had much power and wisdom, but was also humble and kind. She paused for several moments as she waited for the hall to fall completely silent, then spoke with a voice that rang through the entire auditorium, even without an form of amplification or magic.

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"Welcome everyone, to the Alchemical Academy!" Her tone was gentle and reserved, with an underlying pointedness that expressed control and leadership. "My name is Gwendolyn Valencia, Head Alchemist, and Principal Administrator of this Academy. My hope is that you come to view me not as a figurehead of this school, since I am not Malachi Mortoni himself, but that I would be your teacher, a guide, a trusted friend. My personal dream," here many of the second and third year students groaned jokingly, while the fourth years sighed, this was exactly the same speech she had given for her entire career, "is to see each of you develop into outstanding and intelligent Magoi and Alchemists. This magic you will be learning has many uses, some mundane, some extraordinary. However, all can be dangerous if misused. These spells are gifts, from your teachers and the great alchemists of old, to you. Whether you use them for combat, research, or simple pleasure and convenience, use all of them with the utmost care and caution, for others' safety as well as your own." She paused, taking in a moment of silence before reaching into the pedestal and removing a large scroll, partially unrolling it. "This scroll has the names of all of the top students in every class for the past two-hundred and eight years, since Malachi himself founded this school." She laid it down in the podium and raised a single finger to sweep through the entire auditorium, "Each and every single one of you has the same chance to have your name recorded in this record of our greatest pupils. Hard work, developing your talent, and determination are the only ingredients necessary to your success. The best Alchemist is not always the smartest or the strongest. The best Alchemist is the one who understands that there is the possible, and the impossible, and then pushes at the boundary between them."


She stepped away from the podium, walking to a position in front of it, spreading her arms out to all of the students, proclaiming, "Welcome to Malachi Academy!" She waited for the cheering to rise, and then fall, before raising her hand for a quick silence, "First year Aspirants, you will be given the opportunity to meet and greet each other for several minutes, then report to your teachers for dormitory assignments and class schedules. All other students, you may return to your studies, we will have classes as usual this afternoon, so the new students can get an idea of how things run around here. Thank you all, and see you very soon. May the Archons watch over you."

 

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Scarlett had easily claimed a seat at the very first row, in the middle amongst her fellow Pyromagoi students. Her rubyred hair reflecting both in her golden robe and the light above all the students. She couldnt seem to find a comfortable position. Probably because of her excitement. She turned her upper-body and head to peek back upon the students in the back. They seemed older to her, more mature by the looks of it. Her eyes trailed along the many rows of students, and the tight grip on the back of her chair became tighter and tighter as the rows simply stretched in both directions behind her. So many people, capable of magic. She swallowed to contain a laugh of excitement, but a small giggle escaped her mouth. She heard a boy a couple of seat away challenge someone right next to him, and then the chatter begun amongst the Pyromagoi. Challenges thrown light-heartedly at one-another. Laughter and excitement over expectations for their future magoi-possibilities. Scarlett threw herself into a heated conversation with the other students around her, following the stream of excitement and expectation.


She heard the crowd around her grow more and more silent, and turned her head to see what was going on. A tall woman had enterred the stage. Somewhat embarassed she hadn't noticed sooner, she fell silent. She stared at the woman expectingly, waiting impatiently for the rest of the crowd to settle down and let the woman on the stage speak. Scarlett moved uncomfortable in her seat, attempting to find a comfortable position on the chair. A boy next to her stared at her in annoyance, but she just gave him a look and stopped moving. The woman started speaking, and Scarlett was stunned by the volume of her voice. Her eyes trailed over the armor the woman, who introduced herself as Gwendolyn Valencia, wore with gleaming eyes. She wondered if the students ever got to wear those. Smirking to herself, she crossed legs and leaned back on the chair listening eagerly to what Gwendolyn said.


As the speech went on, Scarlett heard some of the students further behind her groan and joke about, and she had to press her palm over her mouth to surpress her laughter. Eventually she managed to pull herself together and lowering her arm and crossing it with her other arm. She listened to every word Gwendolyn spoke, finding the things she found important and carving them into her mind. As Gwendolyn fell silent, the surpressed excitement made her heart beat even faster and she leaned forward in her seat, waiting eagerly for the next part of her speech.


"Welcome to Malachi Academy!" The cheers became a screech in Scarletts ears, but in the heat of the moment she'd pumped her fist into the air, cheering from the depths of her lungs. She fell silent alongside the others, moving her hair from one shoulder to the other in an attempt to calm her heartbeat. If this was to keep on going, she might have a stroke. She took a deep breath, and leaned back in her chair. As Gwendolyn ended her speech, Scarlett looked eagerly about see who was first-year students and who wasnt. She slowly rose from her chair, clutching her hand into a fist to calm the shaking of excitement.

 

[Vol]

Karoline was lucky to have a seat reserved for her by one of her fellow Geomagoi. Before she could thank him, he struck up a conversation with other Geomagoi that were around them and started talking about their skills and talents. Karoline shied away and instead observed her surroundings. Straightening her neck a bit so she could see everything, she saw that the different types of Magoi wore different coloured robes. The gold outfits worn by, she guessed, the Pyromagoi. The Hydromagoi wearing pure robes, which Karoline fancied instead. And the last type of Magoi wore such a bright colour that it she thought that they could be spotted a mile away. She looked down by her own robe which was the colour of dark green. It made her feel connected with nature somehow, which sounded dumb when she thought it out loud. A hand tugged at her sleeve and Karoline jumped in her seat. One of the Geomagoi wanted to talk to her and she found herself engrossed in their chatter.


As they were about to discuss further into what skills they think they were about to learn, the hall was hushed and all started to go silent. A tall woman, clad in armour walked to the centre of the stage and Karoline observed her eagerly. As the woman introduced herself as Gwendolyn Valencia, the Geomagoi next to her sighed in what it sounded like, adoration. She smiled to herself as she listened intently to what the woman was saying. As the Head Alchemist continued on her speech, a couple of older Geomagoi's at the back row were groaning and joking about. Karoline and her new friend glanced at each other and just laughed.


The speech seemed to go on for a long time, but with everyone feeling excited in their seats, Karoline couldn't get bored. As Gwendolyn welcomed the students to the academy, an uproar started around the hall which literally made Karoline yell as well, not cheering, more in surprise. As the cheering subsided, her ears still were ringing as she struggled to hear what was the last sentences of the Head Alchemist's speech. The Geomagoi next to her waved a silent good-bye as he rose from his chair to go to his classes. Looks like he wasn't one of the first-years, Karoline thought as her heart sank.


Then it was her turn to slowly rise up to meet the other first-year students from the other Magoi types. Karoline fiddled with her patch on her right eye as she looked around nervously.

 

[Fus ro dah]

Paris' foldable cane was placed on the table, his bare feet aching slightly. He'd lost count of how many people had clumsily tread upon his toes as he had struggled to find his way into the hall where they sat now. He listened as a woman gave a speech to the students, new and old and he hoped he was at the right table. No one was telling him to move, so, he assumed it was right. His parents had tried for so long to make excuses as to why he wasn't allowed to go to the academy, the most common one being his blindness.


He couldn't spend his life locked up inside and being escorted everywhere, it was too boring and 18 years of it was more than enough. If they hadn't helped him enroll and get there, he would have found his own way. People were talking everywhere around him, it was so loud and all he wanted was for it to be quieter.

 

[animegirl20]

Cosmo was getting pushed and shoved as everyone was coming in. Sure is a lot of people in this school she thought to her self. Soon every was looking for a seat to a long time to find one but eventually she found one. Then the Headmaster started to speak. Wow Cosmo thought to herself I can't wait to get started.

 

[HollyLeafForever]

Alex was being pushed and shoved as she tried to walk through everyone, after all this was a popular school so she expected it. She had managed to find a seat beside a boy. He looked like a gentleman and he acted like one too as she sat down. He told her his name was Cameron and they had a nice conversation, they told each other what type of magic they study and they both found it weird that they got along so well. The the head mistress started her speech they both listened and then they all got up and left, Alex had decided to head to go to her dorm and wait for her dorm room partner as she wanted to get to know her that way they would not get into any fights.


Cameron had done the same as Alex, but the only difference was he was thinking about her as he walked to his dorm room and set up his side of it, hoping his partner would be okay with the fact that he chose the left side of the room.

 

[AM Gray]

The loud chatter was almost to much for Phoenix to take. His body pulsed with excitement underneath the tacky cloths. He had never been so proud to wear ugly cloths he thought himself. The people around him challenged each other and showed off their skills with words. Yet the black headed boy just smiled and watched the others around him. One of the first things he noticed is that he was the youngest among his peers, most of them seemed to out age slightly. This made him nervous, he would just have to work harder to match their experience.


A woman in armor walked on stage and Phoenix shifted in his seat to try and make himself taller to see her, he hated being this small. He got t a point where he could see between most the heads of the people in front of him and saw the woman clearly. As she spoke his smile got larger and larger, he was finally here. As she held up the scroll and spoke of the people who get their place their his knuckles clenched. He was about to explode the feeling was becoming to much.


"Welcome to Malachi Academy!" with these words Phoenix rose to his feet with others around him and clapped. The walk to his first class would be the walk of ages for the black haired child, this was his new start.

 

[Stickdom]

-Corain-


Corain took his seat in the second row, behind the other white-clad Hydromagoi of this year. He knew the routine, he had seen this many times throughout his life, and wondered if he had any right to even be here. His mother was the Principal, she had been for fifteen years now. He had often wondered what it would be like to be taught under his own mother, but their differences made the gap too great. He was excited, though, one of his closest mentors, Professor Jalen, would be the Hydromagus Occultus this year, the teacher who taught the Water Elemental students. He had practically grown up at the Professor's house, he was a younger man, middle twenties, good looks, great at magic, weapons, everything, he was one of Corain's heroes.


His thoughts were interrupted by his mother reaching the center stage, the volume of the silence was overwhelming. He listened as she spoke, noticing a new tone in her voice that he had not often heard from her at home. This was the voice of leadership and command, where he had usually thought of her voice as nagging, though lovingly. He knew this speech by heart now, he had sat in the back of the auditorium with Professor Jalen in his younger years, though now he was actually able to join the class. Still, he stood and cheered and clapped as she finished, the excitement was charging the air, it was impossible not to get swept up in the excitement.


The crowds began to disperse, he stood to leave, but got bustled about in the crowd. As he attempted to push his way through the commotion, someone else pushed back, harder. He ended up toppling over a girl with bright red hair, knocking both them and several people around them to the ground. "Oh, what the... I'm so sorry, miss." He stood quickly, reaching out a hand to help her up while brushing himself off with the other. "My apologies, I guess I didn't see you there. The name's Corain, how about yours?"





@Traceless

 

[AM Gray]

Phoenix walked around aimlessly, nervous, he knew none of these people. His eyes searched over the faces of them all. He saw a woman with bright red hair. The sight of her sent Phoenix into a dazed state. She reminded him of someone from the past, someone long gone to him now. Memories came of what used to be not so long ago. The memories swept over him with the essence of sadness fallowing close behind. A boy running into her broke the daze and he swept all his feelings away and continued his walk through the crowd.


Phoenix saw a boy several years older than he was sitting, looking very uncomfortable. From the looks of him he was blind, green robes he was a geo. Phoenix slowly made his way over and sat next to the boy, maybe a conversation would loosen him up, maybe it would break the nerves for him and the stranger. "Hello." he said a lot more shyly than he anticipated. It wasn't normal for him to be like this but being in this great new place made him nervous.


@Solitaire

 

[Fus ro dah]

"Hello."


A voice broke through the clamour of conversation and got Paris' attention, it seemed to be a boy and from the sound of the slight trembling softness in his voice... he was shy. A smile curled his lips and he turned his head toward the voice.


"Greetings." He replied. "I'm Paris Carmichael, geomagoi first year."


He had no time to be shy, especially as he wanted to make friends. Friends were hard to come by when one was inside or escorted everywhere, bodyguards tended to make people uncomfortable. Except of course, his two best friends. He missed them already.


"What's your name?" He asked, holding his hand out to shake the others.

 

[Traceless]

Scarlett was forced to sit as most of the other students pushed past her either to greet someone they found interesting or familiar, or maybe rush to class. She brushed hair out of her face and sat impatiently, tapping her foot waiting for an opportunity to stand up and get a view of what was going on. Her impatience got the better of her, and she simply stood up in the middle of the crowd. As soon as she thought she had found her balance, someone knocked her over from behind. Before she could do anything to regain her balance, she fell forward toward the ground. Her eyes grew wide, and she hit the ground with a surpressed moan.


Her hair fell into her face making it hard to see basically anything. She prepared to turn around and scold whoever pushed her over, but was interrupted by a male voice. "Oh, what the... I'm so sorry, miss." Scarlett surpressed her annoyance and turned around to see an unfamiliar hand stretched out to help her get off the ground. Her eyes wandered across the boy in front of her, before taking his hand to let him help her up. "It's.. Uhm.. It's fine." she said using her free hand to brush off her robe. "My apologies, I guess I didn't see you there. The name's Corain, how about yours?" She surpressed a smile as the boy introduced himself. "My name is Scarlett. Nice to meet you.. On the ground." she smirked jokingly, looking at his posture in a curious matter. "I'm in Pyromagoi." she started. "If you can't tell already by my robe-color. I'm gonna stop talking." She felt warmth collect around her cheeks. Why on earth was she blushing? Oh.. Mrs.Obvious. Ofcourse she was Pyromagoi.


@Stickdom

 

[AM Gray]

He looked down at his hand then back up at the boys face, that was easy. Phoenix shook his hand and smiled "My name is Phoenix Wakatani, nice to meet you." the shyness in his voice was instantly gone and he felt as he usually did, with a confidence forever burning. He was shaking the boy's hand a bit to long, being caught in his thoughts. He quickly noticed this and let go. "I'm a first year pryomagoi."


@Solitaire

 

[Brax]

His hands fell into one another, clapping a miniscule amount as the headmaster's speech was made. At the get go, there was nothing he really wanted to discuss with anybody; there wasn't a person who stood out enough for him to speak to, mostly because of his lack of desire. Standing up from his feet, the rest of the students dispersed as the announcement from the headmaster was over. Of course, this meant Jayce was included. Grabbing a cigarette from his pack, he brought it to his lips before lighting it. Not inhaling the first drag because it was mostly second, smoke found its way from the depths of his lungs - escaping his nostrils upon the second drag taken.


Jayce wasn't sure just what to expect from here on out. Those who were around him were walking about, introducing themselves to one another, but the young man had not been completely sold on the whole mingling idea. He wasn't exactly the most trusting person, and obviously he wasn't too social. Contrary to the rest of the Pyro users, who seemed to be doing just fine in the excitement and energy department, Jayce certainly was not. If anything, he was experiencing a rather powerful rush of a familiar feeling - exhaustion. The fact that he was being forced to mingle had inflicted so much anxiety onto his person that it had literally pushed him to the point of being tired.


Hanging back, in the corner with his back resting against a wall, Jayce waited for his next instructions. He knew he had to meet with a certain teacher, but which one? How was he possibly going to figure that out? Supposedly, he could easily follow the rest of the first year Pyros to see where they were going, but he would much rather avoid the crowd and get it done with immediately.

​

 

[Fus ro dah]

"Nice to meet you, Phoenix." Paris' smile widened a little more and he raised his hands up a little. "Do you mind if I... see your face?" He wasn't sure how much Phoenix knew of the visually impaired, but he could easily explain what he meant should the pyromagoi be utterly confused.

 

[AM Gray]

His eyes widened slightly at the question. It took Phoenix a moment to realize the origin of this question. Once he did he grinned "Yeah sure, go ahead." Phoenix sat and waited for his face to be covered by hand. He prayed a finger didn't go up his nose, that would be awkward. He had never had anyone pick his nose, how would he know it would be awkward? It would be awkward if it wasn't awkward. He thought these things and forgot completely about what was to come.

 

[Stickdom]

-Corain-


Corain smiled, this girl Scarlett was obviously new to this friend-making business. It took Corain only several minutes to get to know a person, simply because he had lived at the academy for practically his entire life and he made friends with the older students. But he always had to realize that for some of these other first years, this might be the very first time they had been away from home. Scarlett talking about her robe made him chuckle behind his hand, but when her face darkened to nearly match her outfit, he couldn't help but let out a single laugh. "Well, it certainly suits you, I'd say. Are you alright, though, nothing hurt?" He probably would have kept on asking after her health, but a sudden stillness rose over the air. The first years who still remained in the hall turned to see Principal Gwendolyn, at the rear of the building now, standing in the doorway.





-Gwendolyn-





She had made her way to the rear of them room, the second-year and above students had already made their way out of the auditorium, leaving only the many confused and lost first years to stay behind. She raised her voice, though not as amplified as before, loud enough for the entire auditorium to hear her, "Attention, all first years, please assemble into your appropriate Elements and gather outside. We will be meeting the rest of the faculty, they will be your teachers for the rest of this semester. Once we have finished, we will take a short tour of the campus grounds, and then you are free to spend the rest of the day as you wish." She turned and walked out of the doorway, expecting the students to follow suit and keep up with her. She stopped outside and turned, looking for her surprisingly absent staff.





@Traceless


@Sol, @The Empress of Ice, @khuyen, @MasterWarlockTyr

 

[Sol]

Michelle jerked awake, drenched in sweat.


There was something vaguely wrong about this day yet she couldn't exactly figure out what it was. The sky was clear, the sun was up and the day seemed to be progressing slowly, yet there was that feeling that she had forgotten something very important. Something was happening today and she was supposed to be there.


Michelle changed into something less drenched in sweat and proceeded to do her morning routine. For a brief moment, she wondered why her Occultus robes was out of the closet and placed very neatly on her desk. It was definitely ornate due to Michael's nearly insatiable standards but why was it out, it was never put out unless something ceremonial was happening. The motif of an eagle was embroidered at the back, it was black mainly because they had run out of colors to use and Michael concluded that black would go with anything. A series of interconnecting black lightning bolts spiraled down the left sleeve. In fact the lining was also black. Michelle and Michael were that devoid of resources, the only color they had on hand was black. And so it was.


Michelle collected the robes and tried to put it back in the closet. A note was left on desk, she took it and quickly scanned through the contents, her face was a mask of horror after she had finished reading. She donned the robes, opened window of her room and jumped out.

This is your other half speaking.


Today you have overslept. Today is the day new students enter the academy. Today might be the day you feel Principal Gwendolyn's axe.


Fly you fool.


For both our sakes,


M.

"DIOMEDES, TO ME!"


Michelle commanded as she fell from the highest level of the staff dormitories. The eagle materialized in front of her, it fell as fast as she did. Diomedes locked eyes with Michelle before screeching once and disappearing.


Michelle could feel the winds shift as she fell and before long she was soaring spread eagle over the academy. She had to quickly find the auditorium, which was not that hard to be honest but who knew how much time had passed since the beginning of the ceremony. The last time she had been late to this ceremony, she had felt pure, raw terror trying to explain herself to the principal. Michelle didn't want to go through that again.


She spotted the auditorium and waited before she was parallel to the entrance of the auditorium. Then the winds that held her aloft dissipated leaving her free falling. The winds howled around her, possibly bidding her to call upon them to cushion her fall. Now was not yet the time, she tried to make herself as small as she could to fall faster, she became a missile. At the last possible second, she gathered up as much wind as she could to cushion her landing as she landed on both feet. One wrong move could have broken her legs but she was confident in her abilities. Michael surely wouldn't try this.


Without a second thought, her legs were already carrying her in run, bulldozing her way past upperclassmen who were leaving the auditorium. That also meant that Gwendolyn was done with the opening speech. There was not much time left before she finished addressing the first years and then she'd be in trouble.


Of course, Michelle was already too late as the headmistress herself was leaving the auditorium. In fact she almost ran into the bronze armored goddess of death. It was thanks to Diomedes, who had the sense of putting a wall of pure pressure in Michelle's way that stopped her from colliding into the headmistress. Sure it made Michelle stop abruptly and awkwardly but still it was a better alternative to colliding with the headmistress.


She gave a swift salute to the headmistress and stepped aside, keeping pace with the group before she had to stop and double over in immense pain. By now, the pain was almost natural at this point and it wasn't anything out of the ordinary.


"Let me handle this, Mishi."


How about no?


"You don't get a say in this."


And as the professor straightened up, a man was there where it was once a woman. No one knew how the transformation worked and his robes concealed the act. He kept pace with the headmistress, where once the posture was slouched and crude, it was now straight and refined. He drew the hood back to allow all to see him and, more to the point, it was blocking his vision.


"I am sorry for my tardiness, headmistress. I will endeavor not to repeat last year, I swear it."

 

[Trevor B Harper]

Indentus dusted his orange aeromagus uniform as he looked around the dry full auditorium that reminded him of a cathedral. Hundreds of head tops could be seen by Indentus as he looked around to find someone he could talk to for some answers. He was more than just confused here, he was totally terrified. He was lost within this new place he would have to call home for a few years. He fixed his goggles atop his black hair and followed the headmaster along with the crowd of students out of the auditorium. He didn't get to meet many other students yet, however. Being socially awkward is the thing he's best at. Indy wanted someone to walk up and talk to him, however, everyone seemed to have found their mates already.


In his hands Indy held a sheet of paper which was supposed to tell him all the basic information that he needed to know. And it would have been useful, however, he didn't understand a single thing written there. 'Why am I even here?' Indy thought to himself as he went outside just to see a woman nearly smack her head into the headmaster. She looked like a ferocious blonde that would eat you alive for any small mistake, even though she spoke so nicely.

 

[Traceless]

Scarlett cleared her throat while thinking of something to say. She was, indeed, new to making friends. Where she came from, everyone knew who everybody were. Besides, even though she preferred the company of friends, she had never been any good with making new ones. She was either too cocky and getting herself in trouble, or awkward and said all the wrong or weird things. She immediately regretted talking about her robe. It was probably the least interesting thing to talk about. This boy, Corain, obviously knew how to make friends. Scarlett decided to try and relax and just tag along and see where she ended up.


"Well, it certainly suits you, I'd say. Are you alright, though, nothing hurt?" The redness of her face faded slowly, as Corain seemed to compliment her robe. Or making fun of her awkwardness. She couldnt quite tell. Not that she cared all that much of what people thought of her, but she probably needed to make some friends here soon enough. Why not start right away? She pulled herself together. She looked down on her hands to check for bruises. A tiny, red wound showed on her hand, probably from a pebble on the ground. She clutched her fist fast to hide it. It didnt hurt much anyways. "Yeah, I'm alright. Nothing hurt but my pride. And you? You okay?" she said with a laugh, raising an eyebrow almost teasingly. She noticed Corain change his focus toward the exit of the auditorium, and turned with him to see Gwendolyn stand there.


"Attention, all first years, please assemble into your appropriate Elements and gather outside. We will be meeting the rest of the faculty, they will be your teachers for the rest of this semester. Once we have finished, we will take a short tour of the campus grounds, and then you are free to spend the rest of the day as you wish." Scarlett looked at Corain with a confused look, but started moving as the crowd around her pushed her into a fast-paced walk.

 

[Vol]

Karoline quickly melted in with the crowd of students following the voice of the Headmistress, Gwendolyn. To her disappointment and relief, no one talked to her and she felt her heart settle slightly. Karoline felt a bit stronger when she got together with her fellow Geomagoi and they all greeted her and she nodded in response.


'First class...Lets see how I go.' She thought, following the crowd.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire struggled no to get accidentally pushed out of the Aeromagi's group, their constant chatter making it hard for her to really interact. Truth be told, she didn't know why she was here. Sure, she'd been found to be an Aero Magus, but honestly... she didn't think it had ever manifested itself. Not to mention if this was what the people who were Aero were like... she wouldn't fit in. She'd always been the invisible, almost like air girl, though she wasn't at all shy. No, she was average. So average that everyone's eyes just, slipped past her. Even in her family she'd not been considered worth the time to say hello. As they all struggled to get in line she fingered her orange robes, wishing they were a less bright color. Maybe white or grey would have been better, ...they certainly matched her personality better (though she did so love blue... ah, but such was for the Hydromagi, and it made more sense for them too). Maybe I'm here because the Archon took pity on me. Here I have at least one thing in common with the Aero... I have the same magic as them. She nodded silently to herself. Even if that wasn't the real reason, at least she had one for the first bit of time.


She hoped she wouldn't be pushed to the back of the line. That might leave a bad impression.

 

[King Of Imagination]

Alexandra looked at all the other people around her, a big smile on her face. She was so happy to be here, everything was so loud and bustly for a school, and most of the people she'd bumped into seemed really friendly. She giggled as Seymour swam around in the air over her head, and she brushed her hair out of her face. This was all very nice and all, but there was no one really around to talk to, so she just decided to walk over to someone. She half walked, half skipped over to where the Aeromagi seemed to be gathering and tapped someone on the shoulder, a friendly smile on her face.


"Hi, I'm Alexandra. It's really cool to be here, isn't it?"





((Any Aeromagi respond to this, I have no one in particular in mind, just want to get her into the mix))

 

[Broken-Angel]

Seth sat in his chair straight and kept his eye on the woman talking in front of him. He watched her with a quirked brow and noted how she gave off a no nonsense vibe. Though someone of her stature, it was only natural that she have a presense of the sort. Seth crossed his legs as the armor clad woman walked around the podium and continued her speech. As he noticed that she was coming to a close, Seth looked around at the other first year students and took mental notes of them too. He seen that many of them, were already quickly becoming fast friends with the others. Seth, wouldn't consider himself anti-social, he just liked to keep himself. He liked people, it just seemed that for some reason, people tended to be on edge around him. He could never understand why, but it was all the same to him. You either wanted to be friends with him or you didn't. He wasn't picky in either department.


As the woman finished her speech, Seth stood along with the others and clapped as well. It was a very well put speech and it did give the new people a sense of comfortness and belonging. He wasn't sure about anyone else but where he was from, ablities of his sort wasn't taken so well. Which is what probably contributed to his lack of caring if you wanted his friendship or not. He would always apologize if he came off as cold heart, for his was nothing of the sort. Just didn't get attached to people like most would. Fixing his robes and dusting them off, he pushed his hair out of his eyes and pushed his glasses up on his nose. He looked around to his other fellow Geomagi and gave them a curt nod. Hearing that they were free to talk and get to know each other, Seth simply sat and waited for someone to approch him. It made making conversations easier on him that way.