[IC] Academy of Draconic Arts RP- (closed. Contact GM for more Info)

[Aisling]

The door opened and the rain blew in a young female or so it would seem from her voice.

"A room for a few days, Inn Keeper." she spoke in a tired voice.

"Any messages for me? I'll have my usual in an hour or so. And sorry about the dripping mess."

"Tis of no problem, miss. Your meal shall be ready for you when you arrive. I'll be mopping anyways just a bit early or even several times tonight if we have anyone from the way it looks. Just go on up before a cold sets in on you." Inn Keeper's Wife spoke as she pulled the mop and bucket out of the closet.

The female simply nodded and headed up the stairs.

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[Zmija Sebastian]

Sebastian entered the pub. "I'll have a drink." He told the clerk, then lowered his dank hood revealing his face. As he walked towards a round table near a enflamed fireplace Sebastian took the cloak itself off, his brawn arms gave his studded leather body armor a rugged charm about his kept mohawk hairstyle matted up top, and his brown boots, iron platelegs, and holstered longsword at his left side. He placed it over a chair there, warming it up.

The pub owner had an employee get to him. "Would you like to try our soup of the day?" She asked.

I declined but instead ordered a loaf of bread, two beers, and a glass cup. When the gentleman returned to serve Sebastian he was paid in gems. Sebastian, now in the chair, poured the beer into the glass and eased up his relaxation, by that fire, by tearing a crude hunk of bread ruefully next.

[Aisling]

Amodavia came down with her long red hair flowing down her back. She had a deep green dress on and gloves with no fingertips on. She sat smiled for she was now warm and clean. She nodded at the Innkeeper as she past and he responded with one of his own. She had a rolled up poster which she placed on the desk. He took the poster and went to the wall and nailed it up.

Amodavia walked into the dining and saw a male sitting alone. He was eating just a loaf and some beer. She headed towards him and paused.

"Good day sir. May I ask if you have heard anything about the Dragon Academy opening or not?" she asked quietly.

[Zmija Sebastian]

A pretty woman approached Sebastian and asked about a 'dragon academy', I had not known a thing but for perceptiional socialling from my journey's - so I told her "Not exactly, what I have sensed is that there might be dragons actually there. Other than that, nope." with charm.

He drank some of his ale, then said "With the state of your looks, I imagine you know more. *he allocated a chair with his free hand* Have a seat, Ms. Let's gossip."

[Aisling]

Amodavia smiles as she sat down.
"Perhaps I do, perhaps I don't. I do know that you need more than just bread for a meal. Lucy, 2 of the stew bowls and a large pitcher of mead here, please." Amodavia spoke with a certain firmness in her voice that was geared to command.

"Yes, Mentor DeForrest. Right away." Lucy spoke quickly from her hiding spot. She walked briskly to the kitchen instead yelling the order out.

"Now where were we? Oh yes, the Dragon Academy. According to the poster in the lobby, anyone that shows interest in the Academy will be given a free meal and a room for the night if the person should just go to a meeting in the morning at 9 AM." she smiled with her hands in her lap.

[Zmija Sebastian]

Sebastian had two saphires on the table remaining. He slid one closer to himself, leaving the other one to tip the servor, picked it up and tossed it to the back of her hands. "I don't need soup after the rain, it doesn't keep me alert, but thanks. Moving the bread away from her vicinity he said "Are you?" referring to the Dragon Academy invitation.

"Your gloves imply you intend to. So, then, who are you? As polite as it is to be approached whilst eating, it's not done by Commoners. You a Manceress?"

[Aisling]

"I beg your pardon, sir. I would not even think of such things. Also, if there is a situation such as that in my Community, the persons involved would be severely punished and the child taken away."
Amodavia severely spoke. She was not only angry but very astonished that he thought that she was a whore.

"Please excuse me. I do have some work to do in the Meeting Room. Please eat the stew or it will go to waste for I can barely eat one bowl. Have a nice evening." Amodavia spoke clearly and with little to no emotion showing.She stood up and nodded her head good bye.

<I wonder why some people think that I am planning some kind of a brothel or cat house. Always negative thoughts. > she thought to herself.

[Zmija Sebastian]

Mused by the woman.. When the soups came the servor got two saphires for their work. I decided to ponder the poster. I told the Innkeepeer that I'm going attend the academy and they gave me a room.

I returned to my table and decided on having the soup because I was staying.

[Aisling]

Mentor Amodavia was checking out the Meeting Room. After a bit she went up to her room then came back down to set up for the meeting. Two more trips were made but once she had everything down stairs, she sat down and drank some mead. The room was basically ready.

Once she was done eating another lonely meal, she took the plates to the kitchen. She soon came out with Lucy. They were in the room for a few minutes then they came out and Amodavia came out and locked the door.

Next she went upstairs to her room.

Lucy came out with a pitcher of mead and a picnic basket.

[Zmija Sebastian]

Sebastian was shown to his room. Inside I took off my cloak, armor and sword, and placed them at the dresser across from the bed. I did some body lifting (push ups and sit ups) until I felt the beginning of my sweat warm up, then I did some hand-to-hand combat to stretch the sweat into the right endurance. Lastly I went to sleep in that bed.

[Aisling]

Amodavia was awaken earlier than she wanted or expected. After the night watchman told her that there was several packages just arrived. She simply thanked and told the night watchman to place the things in the Meeting Room. She would be down shortly.

The day was going to be a long day and a lot of work on her part so she put on her Dragon Rider's Uniform. She quickly went down stairs and to the Meeting Room.

[Zmija Sebastian]

When I woke I took a small knife, got soap and water and shaved my hairs for 2 hours, or so. Clean shaven, mohawk itself, I did the routined excersizes but with some jumping X's. Then I pulled I used a wet rag to cleanse my armor before donning it. Once suitably ready I put on my boots, attached my sword and put on my cloak.

I went out to the lounge area.

[Aisling]

Amodavia checked what was in the boxes and she was surprised and quite unprepared for taking care of 6 eggs. She wonders what to do with them. She scanned the letter briefly and smiled. This was a blessing in disguise from Gaia. She now took out the envelopes and stacked them in front of her. Ink jars, quill pens and a complete desk set would go to each person who would spend the winter with her.


Hunger pains made her go eat breakfast and she would finish afterwards. There was always a good display of food at the buffet. And she could eat her fill.

[Zmija Sebastian]

I went to eat breakfast. We met again - "Hello again, I decided to try the academy. As to yesterday, I apologise I should have been formal with the gem, not brash." unaware how to procede with "Manceress" again I stopped myself there, there'd be an indubitable moment if she were a wizards apprentice, later.

[Aisling]

Amodavia smiled and spoke
"You are forgiven. Let it be a lesson to you. Be sure of who you are talking to. If you survive the Academy you could become a mediator. But I would like to eat and the buffet smells really good. I suggest that you load up with food as well. You may take a drink other than beers, ales, stouts or other strong liquor into the meeting.

I do have a surprise for you in there should you stay in the village for the winter.

[Zmija Sebastian]

I smiled, said "It'll be a pleasure." and obliged. I had sausages, with biscuits. And a cantolope fruit juice.

When famished I enterred the meeting room with the juice, and seated myself.

[Aisling]

Amodavia took her time in eating for she was the type to enjoy her food. She did take a pitcher of hot mead to the classroom.

"Please allow me to introduce myself. I am a Wizardess who will be running the Academy of Draconic Arts. I am also studying for my Sorceress title and plan on going on for my Mage title. This Academy, The Inn and The Store is mine during my lifetime. The ownership and the burdens that evolve with them are mine as well as the joys. This is not always a fun job. It has great many responsibilities and work involved running them successfully." Amodavia spoke quietly.
"My name is Wizardess Mentor Amodavia. You use any of those names or titles when referring to me."

[Aisling]

Amodavia turned around to get a few things and when she turned back the room was empty.

<I guess that didn't go so well..... Maybe others will come to join.>

she thought to herself as she places a small table next to her chair so she could place her 'gifts' on.