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Honestly, I'm so mad at those guys, they pitch a stink and haven't come back to play.
Yeah, I couldn't think of anything better.
So I lost a few players and need to get the numbers up to snuff, so I am gonna shove this make in to get some interest.

You don't know why this is happening to you but you were sure that it wasn't there before, a birthmark, a tattoo, you aren't sure, but you know it is new, and you know it is magic.

The Magisters came for you today, you couldn't hide the magic anymore, whether you made a flower bloom, or burnt you home to the ground they come all the same.

The Grand Magisterium is just up ahead, the Magisters have all been trained there, you had heard of some, they sometimes would come through town for missions, or to take the children that gained their sigil, like you. What kind of home will this be, will you flourish here and learn the secrets to this power you have, or will you resist and try to get away.


This roleplay will be taking place in a massive multi building complex, known as The Grand Magisterium, a source of information on a mysterious phenomenon known as Sigils, small markings that seem to appear on children in there mid to late teens. Sigils grant the bearer a magical ability, these can range from something simple like kinesis, to something as intricate as animation of objects, with training these magisters have become somewhat of legends in their own right, they face foes that are unimaginable, or at least that's what is said. You as the players will have free roam in the complex, to study, train, or plot as you see fit, however know that the Magisters are watching, they can guide or imprison. Exploring your abilities and your personality will be a focus here.

Rules
- All guild rules apply, duh.
- I would like to have this RP have adult themes, however know that if you wouldn't want your grandma reading it, don't post it.
- Fade to black is required for sexual encounters and please take any gratuitous violence to PM as well.
- Casual rules here, a couple paragraphs, but you know if from time to time you have a shorter post, thats fine, from time to time.
- No god modding or gary stu's.
- do not take control of other players characters unless you and the affected player let me know ahead of time.
- Understand, I will be using the Magisters and any of you can as well, they are powerful but do keep in mind that we don't want the NPC's killing players, so don't abuse them.

The Campus



Within the Campus you can find a great many things, the first that you would be shown is your dormitory, you will be sharing a common room with two other students. Each bedroom however is tailored to the desire of the one that belongs there, as you open the door, your room will be decorated and outfitted to your liking.

Food on campus is varied and supplied for free, you may go to the pantry to acquire raw ingredients or you can eat at one of many small restaurants through out the campus.

Training grounds can be found in the center of the Campus, they range from targets to open fields, and should greater accomodations be needed there is often a Magister capable of assisting.

More location will be fleshed out and players are welcome to suggest more as well.

Character Sheet



Please PM all character sheets to me with the the subject Magisterium, do not just post it.
Name
Dural Dashir

Age
25

Appearance





Classification
Efreet (Fire Djinn)

The Efreeti are a powerful race of Djinn as well as the ones with a connection to flame and the nine hells. All Efreeti are often seen as cruel and fierce while still holding a warped sense of honor.

Powers

- All Efreeti have exceptional control of flame.
- Dural has extraordinary strength and durability.
- Dural is capable of propelling himself moderate distances with a fiery burst.
- Dural can restore his stamina and heal wounds while within a source of extreme heat. 500 degrees or more.

Artifacts or Skills

-positive-
- Martial arts training, all Efreeti children are taught to fight so as to not bring dishonor by being captured or defeated.
- Magical Aptitude. While most of this training would be to control the flames that burn within, he has a natural capability in magical arts, this is the capability that led to the notion of genies and wishes.

-negative-
- Dural has no tact, none, at all.
- While skilled in hand to hand, weapon combat tends to be difficult, wooden weapons tend to catch fire in his hands and metal warps, so he has little to no experience using them, this also extends to firearms, the plastic tends to melt and the weapons are rendered useless.
- while
- Due to the fiery nature of his being he cannot withstand prolonged exposure to cold weather and tends to bundle up quite heavily or will expend his strength to keep himself warm.
- Dural has a tendency to be overly prideful and will attack anything mercilessly that insults him or his race.

Biography

Dural Dashir is the son of an average Efreeti family, no nobility, but not slaves. Dural was taught early on that he was born of a greater race, pride was instilled in him from birth, lesser beings held under foot for the betterment of him and his kind. Dural was trained to wield his power as a deadly weapon, for only through conquest and domination could you advance, only then could you live in the luxuries that the worlds had to offer, and so he carved a path through any that seemed to weak to stand against him, lesser devils and demons, other djinn if they made such a mistake, and of course humans. Humans were the worst, they were as greedy and ambitious as him, but they lacked the strength to get there, they would even stoop to asking Djinn for help, some would even try to bind them. Dural thought the attempts were adorable, sometimes he would even help a human or two, just to show the other Efreet he had time and excess to throw it away to humans.
Dural began to gain a sort of reputation among his people, they began to call him the unbound, they did so because of the risky behavior he had begun taking on, he began to taunt the humans, daring them to try and bind him, he had seen that with every failed binding his status grew, but so did the number of attempts. Humans would try and try to bind him, to take away his will and enslave him, but he would escape each time, that is until he came across a man too powerful, Ezekiel Cromwell, a disgusting human able to bind him, not since the time of Solomon had this happened. Now with his capture, Dural has lost it all, every once of respect and power, he was disgraced, and left with only one option, obey Cromwells orders, at least until he could kill him.

((Hopefully this is up to snuff.)) @The Narrator
Question, May I be an Ifreet?
@The Narrator
Havish Garrison


Havish stood still looking up at the doorway when the somewhat noisy thump woke him from the thought, a young man setting down what looked to be a slightly singed scarecrow and multiple slightly deformed swords, what in the nine hells had this man been doing, was he one of the fire mages, was he able to turn into a dragon? Havish stood dumbfounded and speechless as the man approached him and began to talk. The man only had to say one word, "New?", and Havish started to raise his hands in defence, there was no telling what the guy intended, he could be trying to kill him day one just to practice, he didn't know, but then he just kept talking, he even seemed friendly. "Should probably get you a room first." The man must have already gone through whatever he needed to to be enrolled.

"I...I am...Supposed to enroll. Uh, the doors do it....Right?"

Havish could hardly get the words out, the people around here were terrifying, none of this even made any sense, every time on the journey here, his guardians had tried to get him to use magic but he had been unable every time, he was convinced that he had no power and was now in the most dangerous place on the planet with no hope. The day could only get worse, more people were showing up and talking to him, another man, "Good Morning." what was even going on, they all seemed so convivial, nonthreatening, not like the people back home, could he even trust them, did he even have a choice.

"He...hello, good morning." Havish looked to the man who seemed to have been here a bit already, "Can you..."

Another person, a girl this time approached them, "These are the dorms right?", How many people had sigils all at once, was that normal? Havish was still pretty uncertain about whether or not these people were even safe to be around, so he figured at this point the best thing to do was to try and slink away quietly before these mages started some kind of arcane melee and he gets killed in the crossfire, so as the girl tries to introduce herself Havish tries to stealthily press his way to the dormitory so that he can get a room and hide.

@EldarionI@Rex@Skyrte
I'm going to need a short bit of time to figure out my idea, I don't have it fully fleshed out yet.
I'll throw my hat in, not much for judeo-christian mythos but the resemblance to clive barkers Jericho is too great to pass.
@Rex@onenote@The Errorist

Open for business whenever you guys want to introduce your characters.
Hmmm, maybe not ex, but maybe ex's hateful bff that never liked Milo anyway? Then she could really torture him. That is, if Milo was originally from FL?


I left the actual name of his hometown hidden just in case.
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