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Magic in the Park

With regards to Crafts (and the section in the CS for them) are you expecting a list of individual spells, or more of a general 'this is what the character is capable of' kinda way? As well, do all Crafts have to be associated with the Aspect a character is aligned with, or is it more to showcase that they have a particular thing they're better at learning than others?

Along the same vein, how do crafts manifest? Are casting methods (spoken incantation/hand symbols/rituals) more or less the same between all Mages? Or does each Mage come across their own casting method?

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

What they don’t tell you is that it’s a thankless, futile job.

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

Unless Click wants to get some things in, but I doubt Mirie'd do more than sip tea and internally monologue.

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

Aaand posted.

For the record, Rhinecliff isn't trying super hard to kill Sev and/or foil this attempt (otherwise he would've cast Frenzy on the dragon), but he is putting up enough work that they could still fuck up and end up getting Sev killed.

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

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//Plaza at the Pier, Hathforth
_{@Estylwen@Click This@Irradiant@Donut Look Now}

Duke Rhinecliff let Sev speak his piece.

He had his own thoughts on the last words that a Duke ought to leave his people. Certainly, he didn’t think it was all that great a thing, to push his people towards revolution when they had no defense against this new form of warfare. The development of magic outpaced the development of steel and tools thus far; the presence and monopolization of Seeds only further forced that divide. What battle tactics had been used once mattered less with the titanic arcane potential of these particular artifacts.

Did the man wish to see his people collared for his words?

Down below the stage, the people stirred. Sev did have the countenance of a hero, after all. Young and unmarried, a stalwart supporter of Nordor’s commonfolk, yet without that class-defining intellectualism that other duchal lords possessed. He was the sort that would be able to truly drink and feast with others. Laurent’s dark eyes gazed over the brewing discontent, could see already the elven advisor make his move. Blue gems glowed within the dangling earrings, and fear seized the populace, forcing them to kneel, to run, to hide.

He disagreed, perhaps, with Nyx’s decision, but it was useful information, nonetheless. A Seed to foment mass hysteria. Yet more proof of the decreasing value of mundane troops. Could it work against the undead though? Or had the King of the North already claimed dominion over the minds of his own people?

Thoughts to be considered at another time, for the riot had only been a prelude.

A shadow extended out from his own, the form of an assassin that brought forth smoke and danger. A dragon, of all things, descended from the skies, a creature of legend that had been tamed to serve the purposes of the Sparrows. Sev, freed in the chaos of the moment, as Islara turned with vehemence upon them all. Duke Rhinecliff stared at the former Royal Knight, his mien unreadable but for the slightest hint of bemusement.

Licking her feet? Seriously?

“Such open rebellion will not reflect well upon the people of Tarin.”

He dropped back, creating distance, while Sir Hayworth clashed with Islara. It would no longer be flame, but it would be enough.

“Magic Arrows, Seven Lights.”

Daylight coalesced into bolts of pure energy as the Duke extended his index finger towards his target. He had his own role to play, after all.

It wasn’t fire like the Wizard-Queen desired, but it was quick, as Sev requested.

Seven arcane arrows flew, fanning out around all combatants before converging upon the only one present who had been slated for death.

Magic in the Park - Modern Fantasy/Hidden World Anime

Mm, are you planning on implementing a player cap then?

Magic in the Park - Modern Fantasy/Hidden World Anime

But also, what's this even about? This gonna be a sandbox PvP RP, or are the players all gonna end up being in a 'party' handling shit?

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

Wew, a whole ass dead week, eh?

I'll probably post sometime in the next week then, if Click/Izu/Irradiant are still dead.

Iris Ascendis

Aaand pasted.

Iris Ascendis

_@Nanaya

Chunji and Ciara disappeared.

Then did Iraleth.

The mage followed after, phasing through bulkheads even as Otis raised them up once the danger presented by Ciara had passed. Curious magics were involved, of course, ones that he’d have liked to look into further, but for the time being, there was the problem of the third floor to solve. The Strigidae student didn’t feel the need to appear in person, not when there were so many volatile individuals present, not when he was comfortable building up an understanding of the tower’s own capabilities.

But it was slightly bothersome too, to be stuck doing nothing but watching things through cameras built and positioned by others.
So he went back at it.

In this period of slight calm, the Strigidae sent a quick message via Adapa to the referee-mage that had given him permissions to begin with, simply inquiring about the situation on the third floor, while simultaneously pulling out a variety of tools and materials from his various pouches. Gears, screws, brass plates, oils, tinctures, springs, all the tools of a craftsman. Designing a flying variation would be too much effort for the amount of time that he may have left, while the rolling creature he had created to stalk Principal Raja wouldn’t manage the stairs, so in this particular case, Otis’s design was that of a clockwork leech: an elongated creation with two ends that could grasp onto surfaces, a spring-like main body that could flex and swing, and a bundle of essence meant for silencing its movements and pinging its location back to his Adapa.

A rushed job that likely wouldn’t last too long, but it’d do.

He placed it on the floor, made it traverse a few simple obstacles to confirm that everything functioned properly, finetuned its structure and essence-makeup, before allowing it to walk through the Door.

A moment later, the Door reopened in the second-floor staircase well, and an unassuming slinky-metal-thing plopped out to begin its own journey into the unknown.

Back in the trial grounds that had become his temporary office, Otis reclined back against his seat, awaiting further changes and results.