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Any other mages-in-traini
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Any other mages-in-traini
Any other mages-in-training around? Wizard apprentices? Sorceress helpers? Greetings from the Aftermoor Woods and yulve (magic be with you) to those who are also of the spell trade. I am Grace X, youngest make-in-training of the Aftermoor Woods. Honestly, I'm a bit unfamiliar to the surrounding and you have probably never ventured past the Old Alchemist's gate which serves as the entrance to the Dehlum Spell Trade Academy. Because of this, I'll start off.
~Grace
"Too much Isle Inscene," Wizard Jeynsu reports as he walks through the tables of Quiiun(learners of spell trade). "You need to work on perfect measurements Aviear. Being a wizard requires precision. Eva, work on the swirls. You need to put your emotion into your creation. I can tell that you are bored. Yesmin, your woodwork is getting shavings all over the floor. Use your magic abilities to clean up. And Grace," I look up, waiting expectantly for advice and willing to receive it. "Good job." Wizard Jeynsu's frosty blue eyes turn a warm carmel brown. A curse, some may call it, to always show your emotions, but the color washes over me like warm sunshine. I smile at him, and return to the art of vine riddles.
Well that's it from me. Except for a few nessecary tips. Stay away from Devlin Werpose. She can exploit your secrets faster than you can say aevvon sen wuerdo (deceived and tricked). And don't eat the year old pastries in the cafeteria or you might lose forteen of your teeth like Sorceress Lyzne. Also, don't trust anything Weston Pierce says, he's currently under a say the opposite spell. So with that, I'll just sign off. Yulve sen insa ozyu! [magic be with you and reading continue]
submitted by Grace X, unsuspectingstrytllr
(April 30, 2017 - 7:00 pm)
(April 30, 2017 - 7:00 pm)
~Grace
I peer around each corner and whisper a revealing spell to make sure no one is watching. Finally, satisfied, I pull on one of the dusty tomes of the most seclusive shelves of the Years Past library. A doorway appears on the floor, and I quickly enter. A creaky bridge stretches across a vast gorge, I can't even see the other end. Honestly, the only reason the bridge is there is because it serves as a guide. I can easily fly myself across. Once I get to the other end, I realize, with a shock, that someone is there...
(May 1, 2017 - 8:58 am)
(May 1, 2017 - 8:59 am)
(May 1, 2017 - 8:59 am)
if someone wants to be this person, that is fine by me.
(May 1, 2017 - 9:01 am)
Hey guys, I'm just trying to top this... so yeah. Top.
(May 1, 2017 - 9:41 am)
still topping... yulve to anyone who has read thus far.
(May 1, 2017 - 9:41 am)
Wesedon, congrats, to those who have succeeded in something... such as topping this thread.
(May 1, 2017 - 9:43 am)
Wow, it just topped. A pat on the back to myself.
(May 1, 2017 - 9:44 am)
Hello. I recently killed off a charrie, so I guess I'll RP here with a new one.
Mark-
I am new here.
I didn't even know I was a wizard until some girl named May found me in the middle of nowhere and told me I had a gift. I'm the son of a farmer from Southern Kyngdom, see. I used to tend the fields. All the farmhands loved me: they said I could heal any plant just by showing up. Called me their 'lucky penny.' Turns out my green thumb was magic.
I walk through the gates of Aftermoor Woods. It's really a magnificent school.
Soon, a girl walks up to me.
(May 1, 2017 - 2:50 pm)
My charries Nygrune and Lycaella know some magic, if that counts...
(May 1, 2017 - 3:15 pm)
Amicia [many thanks]. You are welcome to participate with any of your charries.
(May 1, 2017 - 5:25 pm)
~Grace
I wake up with a shock. I'm in my bed, I remind myself, not the underground passage in the library. Waverly, my roommate, is snoring softly. Still, there was something about that dream... I check the time. 6:30. Doesn't hurt to get up early I guess...
It's at breakfast when I notice the new learner. A boy. Devlin Werpose is eyeing him, sizing him up. I hurry to greet him before she gets him into trouble. "Hi," I say, nearly tripping over my green mage-in-training robes. I ignore the laughter from Devlin's table.
"Hello," he says, eyeing me warily.
"I'm Grace! Mage-in-training. Who are you?"
"Mark." He offers his hand, I shake it firmly. Out of the courier of my eye, I notice the potted Sweet William perk up. It's been wilted for years.
"So," I say, as I take in his appearance. No robes yet. Or cloak. Definitely new. "Which are you? Mage-in training, Wizard apprentice? I know you can't be a sorceress helper."
He replies with...
(May 2, 2017 - 10:32 am)
Are you leaving this open for others to jump in, or is your plan to continue it yourself?
(May 2, 2017 - 2:47 pm)
Anyone can jump in at any time. Visitors are welcome at the school, but there is a strict weapon policy and you must be searched before you enter the Old Alchemist's gate. If you are of different species, do not be afraid. We consider all as equals, including plants.
(May 2, 2017 - 4:22 pm)
Mark-
"I think I'm a Mage-In-Training, but I'm not sure."
"Well, we'll need to figure that out," She says, "Also, I think you need new robes. You specialize in plant magic?"
"How did you know?" I ask, shock.
She points to a potted plant in the corner of the room.
"So?" I say.
"It's been wilting for years. You show up, and it's all happy. You just be pretty powerful."
"Wow. Thanks. Do you think you could show me around?"
(May 2, 2017 - 2:58 pm)