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NAME- Ethan Miller

AGE- 20

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTOR

MAGICAL APTITUDE SCALE 2

MAGICAL AURA- Hemokinesis



MAGICAL POWERS- These are his powers at the moment, but he will develop more

Blood Vines- Through his pores on his body, he can excrete his blood like a nightmarish spider-web, allowing him to ascend from the ground

Blood Vision- By redirecting his blood flow to his eyes, he is able to sense heartbeats, know if someone has a blood sickness, or other applications like low blood sugar

Blood Scrying- He can see into other people’s lives through encountering their blood

CLASS SCHEDULE-

MONDAY- ALCHEMY

ANCESTRAL HISTORY

COUNSELING

THE FIRST RESPONSE

LUNCH

ANTI MAGIC DARK DEFENSE

TECHNOMANCY

CONJURATION

DEFENSE AGAINST ELDRITCH HORRORS

DINNER

TUESDAY- ENOCHIAN LANGUAGE AND LITERATURE

ARTIFICING

LUNCH

MAGICAL CIVILIZATION HISTORY

MAGIC OF THE GREEN

COUNCILING

EVOLUTION OF MAGIC

DINNER

WEDNESDAY- MUSICAL MAGIC

THE ART OF ILLUSIONS

MONSTER STUDY

LUNCH

OCCULTISM

CLUBS- Not a Club per se, but he will volunteer his time at the school infirmary

The Forge- The school’s artificing club

SAMPLE POST

EARTH- THE MODERN DAY

SEATTLE, WASHINGTON

UNIVERSITY OF WASHINGTON, SCHOOL OF MEDICINE

Like most days in Seattle, the weather is a mix of dark clouds and torrential downpour as the rain that descends seems to slam against the classroom lab windows in an angry fashion, sounding like a loud cracking with each connection. Ethan Miller stole a glance away from his pig cadaver that he and the class were dissecting and glanced at the window nearest him, most people were ignorant about it, but Ethan knew deep down that this was no ordinary rainstorm, some magician somewhere was having a bad day. The class instructor was droning on about the different anatomical parts of the pig, but Ethan had to struggle to listen through his noise cancelling headphones, he had to wear them or the overbearing sound of rushing blood in the student’s bodies standing around him would drive him nuts, but again he had to remind himself that this was the life he chose as a hemonancer.

Closing his eyes in a grimace, he bent over against the metal table causing his lab partner, whom he didn’t know, to take notice and then slowly others started to stare until the instructor stopped the lesson and started towards him. Usually he could push through the loudness, usually he just had to focus on something else entirely, or escape the situation, but he had already used up too many excuses and was in danger of failing this class and his dream of being in the medical field, so now his choices were twofold. The first of which was to quiet the rushing, make the blood go still, but that would kill everybody, so he just had to push through it.

Gritting his teeth he looked up to watch his instructor move towards him, but everything around him started to move so slow, it was like a crawl- he looked out the window and rain looked like little liquid comets slamming into the glass in slow motion, and then it all stopped and resting in his hand was a letter addressed to him in this very room in a peach colored envelope. “It can’t be,” Ethan spoke quietly as he opened the letter precariously and pulled out the parchment.

Dear Ethan Miller, Congratulations you have been pre-approved for selection into The Clockmaster’s University For Magical Aptitude. Upon completion of reading this letter you shall be transported to a land beyond time and space known as The Immortal Hills. There you shall be joined by others with similar auras as yourself and go through our rigorous interview process before you are to be greeted by The Grandfather of Time, The Clockmaster himself Alus Arador. This is a boarding school, where you will learn and live and create a life for eight years in the Immortal Hills, but in reality only five minutes shall pass upon your transportation, and all educational materials will be provided for you. Once more, congratulations on your selection as only eight million people (or Maggies that normies call us) have any sort of magical aptitude. See you in a moment.

Your Homeroom Teacher, Ms. Monik Maglon

When he finished reading, Ethan looked up and watched in awe as the world around him started to melt away like an old oil painting only to be quickly replaced by sand beneath his feet, the sound of an ocean behind his back, a stone staircase leading up the hill facing in front of him, and above him the sky was nearly clear with but a few clouds. It felt warm and quite save for the ocean, and as he looked up, he looked in amazement at the yellow Sun and the blue Sun shining their light into the morning sky. In the next moment, he watched as other individuals blinked into existence.
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