Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents (IC)

[Hellbot711]

Alex nods while watching the other two leave the room and head to their own rooms. "I might go to bed as well I just thought someone else should know what I had seen. I am quite the stealthy person now that I know that I can control and bend shadows to my bidding. I learned how to do that from a book I picked up earlier today. It isn't as good as this skill called shadowing as the book states but I think I did decent at least. Well I will leave you and your kitten then. I have to check on my puppy. I will talk to you tomorrow then." She gets up and heads out of the room and back into hers. She checks on her puppy which is still fast asleep in the corner. She picks up the book on shadows again and reads for awhile. She once again falls asleep while reading.

[Ninkitty]

“Goodnight.” Allison was tired too since she was asleep before Clara ended up waking her up by knocking on her door. First she needed some sort of cage for the creeper that Blaze was playing with. “I’m too tired to think about that right now and I really don’t feel like eating candy right now either.” She ended up opening her laptop and putting a small box with a lid on the floor in her room. After closing her laptop, Allison picked the creeper up and placed it in the box and closed the lid. Then she picked her kitten up and layed down in bed with him. She fell asleep while stroking his fur.

[Grandsword]

"calm yourself, child. there is no harm for you here. only learning. within you lies a privilege, a power beyond your fellows. greatness is your right and i, your guide to it." a voice called out from nearby. in a moment, an old man, dressed in ornate robes of a violet purple strode
up the hill. his hair was white, and cascaded over his shoulders, while a lavender tinted beard graced his face. in his hand was held a wooden staff with a single purple gem shining at the top. his posture screamed of an almost royal air. a smile, not of kindness, but of wisedom and certainty was on his face. "there's a hut of mine nearby. why don't you join me and get out of the cold? i'll explain as much as i can, and allow you to chose from there." he said, leading sakura to the hut, and lighting a small fire to give warmth. "my name is charles darkly. may i ask yours?" he asked in a polite tone.


meanwhile at the academy, johnson turned to face lady rosenwoode.
"madam, i realize your..distaste for my brother and his patron.
however, i believe that it would prove wise to entertain his request.
for one, he is attempting to resolve his grievance in peace..
secondly, he and my son are being civil, even though i'm sure neither holds you in high esteem.
and finally..giving the students a chance to choose which school they prefer would serve to appease our detractors.
just look at how well charles's university did last semester..
villages from all around the area sent their brightest to teach and learn there, because be gave the choice of here, or there." johnson stated, it was true.

charles was nothing else if not a genius..
a genius with ethical problems, but a genius none the less.
his policy of allowing prospective members of the university to choose whether or not to stay at the university had garnered praise from many.
especially those who viewed the caldwell academy's system as forcing the choice.
Gavin applauded johnson.
"you see, rosenwoode...father realizes the point of things.
we wish to avoid conflict.
void's gate is neutral ground.
if deception, or an attack is your worry, than it's unfounded.

if either side attempts anything violent, then the city guard will take action, and put both under the heel of their laws.
we seek nothing other a peaceful meeting.
with that, i'll bid you farewell." gavin said, giving a bow, and allowing the undead dragons to fall apart into a pile of bones "a gift, in good faith.
feel free to add them to your history class.
the bones of high dragons inflicted with dwarfism are hard to find, or so i'm told.." he said, before departing

[Sylvaky]

Amadahy spent the entirety of time between the lab and dinner to set up the small sand pit for her dragon egg. Since she had a wardrobe in her room, she set everything up in the closet. She knew that she valued her privacy and thought perhaps her pet would as well. She poured the sand into a rather large box within the closet and plugged in the heat lamp. She wanted to wait until the sand was warm before introducing the egg to it's new home. She sat with it on her bed, cradled on her lap as she talked softly to it. She told it tales of her time at home, told the egg about school and life on the reserve. After awhile, she placed the egg onto the hot sand. She played it a soft beat on her new drum and when the dinner roar was sounded, she ran to the stairs, famished from the excitement of the day.

Amadahy sat down eagerly beside Allison. The few plates that she saw were full of vegetables and she took large portions of the dishes. When a plate of meat was passed into her hands, her face turned sour and most likely a bit green. She swallowed compulsively and passed the plate on. From that point on, she had no desire to eat and instead listened to the idle chatter of the people around the table. Axle had stormed off at one point and Amadahy almost followed, instead she merely pushed her place an inch or two away from her and shifted uncomfortably. When they were dismissed she nearly tripped over herself trying to get away from the sight and smell of food. Up in her room, she flopped of her bed and closed her eyes. She talked quietly to her egg, hand over her forehead to block the light coming from her lit candles. She talked until she felt composed and in enough control of her stomach to stand. Reluctantly she said bid farewell to her egg, but not before turning it over and waited just down the hall by the staircase. Lady Rosewoode would need to use them to get to her room, or so she assumed. Amadahy wasn't quite sure what she would ask her, or what she expected but it felt like the right thing to do, as well as get to know the woman who had so much say over their day to day lives.

[heirofmind]

Sakura

"Heh... I have had a lot of dreams about schools, but this is the weirdest by far. And as far as power beyond my fellows, well I already have that. They are all animals, but this is my dream so I can at least have them gone." She looked at this man in front of her. Rather odd person, but she must always respect her elders. This person seemed to have something respectable about him as well. "My name is Sakura Furunaga. I was wondering, what would I be learning, Physics? Chemistry? No, wait, let me guess. Are you teaching magic?" That last question was a joke. She even laughed at this. Of course this is all a facade. She is still rather shaken by what is going on. She knows she is not dreaming. However she locked that fact far inside her mind.

Nomen

Nomen went to his room after dinner as he was told. He was rather curious though. He spent his time playing his flute. It wasn't too hard to figure out. He only needed to learn the keys and he was able to apply what he knew from the ocarina. He played for his egg. "What will you be like? I wonder in you can hear me..." He then decided to write in his journal. "Hm... " then a thought came to him. He tried to illuminate his hands so he can look at the embryo of the egg. Though he wasn't able to do much. It was a very tiny glow. Not really enough to look at it. So he held it to a candle. "There we are... Now, if you understand me make a movement..." Nothing... "Hm... perhaps..." He took out his flute and played a little tune. The bird moved. "So you can hear me! This is rather fascinating..." He wrote it in his journal. "Maybe if I draw the progress of its growth." He drew the picture carefully. At last he finished it. His mind had completely wandered from the events at dinner

[Grandsword]

Sakura

"Heh... I have had a lot of dreams about schools, but this is the weirdest by far. And as far as power beyond my fellows, well I already have that. They are all animals, but this is my dream so I can at least have them gone." She looked at this man in front of her. Rather odd person, but she must always respect her elders. This person seemed to have something respectable about him as well. "My name is Sakura Furunaga. I was wondering, what would I be learning, Physics? Chemistry? No, wait, let me guess. Are you teaching magic?" That last question was a joke. She even laughed at this. Of course this is all a facade. She is still rather shaken by what is going on. She knows she is not dreaming. However she locked that fact far inside her mind.

Nomen

Nomen went to his room after dinner as he was told. He was rather curious though. He spent his time playing his flute. It wasn't too hard to figure out. He only needed to learn the keys and he was able to apply what he knew from the ocarina. He played for his egg. "What will you be like? I wonder in you can hear me..." He then decided to write in his journal. "Hm... " then a thought came to him. He tried to illuminate his hands so he can look at the embryo of the egg. Though he wasn't able to do much. It was a very tiny glow. Not really enough to look at it. So he held it to a candle. "There we are... Now, if you understand me make a movement..." Nothing... "Hm... perhaps..." He took out his flute and played a little tune. The bird moved. "So you can hear me! This is rather fascinating..." He wrote it in his journal. "Maybe if I draw the progress of its growth." He drew the picture carefully. At last he finished it. His mind had completely wandered from the events at dinner

Charles gave her a smile. "as a matter of fact, all that and more. perhaps a demonstration?" charles asked. he stood, and stabbed the gem of his staff into the ground. cracks of dark purple energy spread outwards until they formed a series of runes. "rise up." charles said flatly. the runes glowed, and the earth rumbled for a moment, as a large, armored skeletal warrior pulled itself free from the ground. it moaned, as it looked around, crouched like an ape. the armor strained the skeleton, aa cracks could be heard with even the slightest movement. "to those without magic, to those who are not amongst the privileged..these powers are labelled as evil, or forbidden arts." Charles scoffed for a moment "we know otherwise. it is a tool. a tool to assert one's dominance over those weaker than ourselves. survival of the fittest. the strong are meant to have power, and the weak are meant to serve under that power. those who dismiss that as evil are animals. good only to be put down once they've lost usefulness, and then risen to serve when an extra soldier is needed. i can feel it from you sakura. this power intrigues you. to smite your enemies, then rise them up as servants..to accend beyond the animals and the rabble and take a place as the highest amongst those alive. if those are the goals you seek..then i gladly welcome you. to stand beside me, and learn true power."

[jaya]

Tsukiko lied on her bed, stroking the fur of the firecat. He was moving restlessly on top of her chest and Tsukiko remembered that firecats could hear thoughts and sense danger. No wonder he was restless. Tsukiko had tried to make an effort to calm herself down, but she wasn't really succeeding in it.

She didn't like it that there was a strange man in the castle. And she didn't like how Rosewoode had just suddenly dismissed them. Tsukiko had no idea who the stranger was, but she was sure he was trouble.

The firecat meowed and jumped off the bed.

"I'm sorry, little one," Tsukiko whispered and drew in a deep breath. "That's right, I promised to think of a name for you tonight. Come back here?" She gently picked him back to her chest.

"How about Hiroto?" she asked and the firecat rubbed his cheek against Tsukiko's chin. She smiled, finally calming down.

She fell asleep, Hiroto still on top of her.

[Holeypaladin]

There was a light coming from Charles' hut. The one he often took prospective students to in order to display his power.

"So..." said Henry Miles to no one in particular, as no one else was around, "The archway is functional again."

He decided he might as well see who the newcomer was. He heard Charles' lecture about power and how he chose to use it... not something that he agreed with, and something he felt would discourage students from attending Voidbound... at least, it would discourage the type of students that he preferred to teach.

He stepped briefly into the hut, looking over the prospective student. He gave a polite nod to her, dressed in full battle armor with a sword at his side, as was his custom. The sword was inscribed with runes, which appeared quite detailed at a glance. He didn't interrupt Charles' display, however, but he did seem like a contrast simply by the way he looked.

[heirofmind]

What just happened? This man did something and a skeleton now stood before her. It may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about this, whatever it is! Oh dear now I'm quoting A Christmas Carol! I'm loosing my mind And yet it was so real... everything about it... O-okay... There is a logical explanation for this... But what is it! Sakura was freaking out right now, but then the man spoke. "Yes... Those who reject knowledge are animals. This is a chance for more knowledge, however... Is this reality? This is a chance to learn all I will ever wish in exchange for the known worlds... Of course, what have I seen to disprove this? I have seen one thing today... This skeleton is the evidence needed to persuade me to believe." She slowly reached her hand out. The cold, hard bones were against her finger tips. Sakura quickly pulled her hand back at the touch. "...You have the only evidence... I am defeated... This is real... Sir, I would gladly stand beside you. Please teach me. I wish to gain knowledge."

[Aisling]

After Gavin left, Rosewoode turned to Johnson.
"It just irks me that I am accuse of wrong doing when I did nothing of the sort. My time of not being allowed out of Caldwell's and the void will soon end. I wish only not to be wrongly accused is all. And any more, I do not care whether or not the people know that I am a vampire... rather part vampire. I have not tasted a drop of human blood in decades, only animal blood and not to the extent of where it does permanent harm to the animal. Just weakens it for a few days to a week. I believe that I have kept my part of the agreement.

What might hurt even more is that I might loose a few students. Particular Axel. I think that I am becoming to be attached to a few of them. Too attached as if they were my own family.

You are right in allowing the students to choose. I want to tell them in the morning about the situation. Then let them decide which way. I will let them be instead of teaching the classes that I had planned. Anything else that I seem to have missed?" Lady Rosewoode asked wearily as she sat down on a nearby chair sadly thinking out what woulld be best.

"I hate to think of all the things and pets that the students were given going to his academy and possibly becoming a meal or something worse, but should I not allow them to take the pets? The personal items that I have just purchased for them? The room furnishings? I have given so much........
Plus I need to talk to Axel as I promised. I would like for you to think on this for the night and let me know your thoughts on what to allow the students to take."

Meanwhile servants quietly went about carrying the bones to a sub sub basement lab where no one ever enters freely except Lady Rosewoode and she just does not care to enter there any longer. History meant very little to the vampryess as she used to cal herself. Once this broken magic user was a proud magic wielder with a title of

Lady Princess Rosewoode Cara deForest, Orelande Telemmaite, Lady Vampyre

She was once too proud of herself, too sure, all knowing. Now she knows that knowledge grows as the years pass and no one really is all knowing. Too many new things invented and old things reinvented. Perhaps she should go back to schooling herself once more.........