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Quickly sizing up that this black-clad individual was possibly an authority, Jimmy snapped to a salute.

"Sir! Private third class James M. Mcginty reporting for magickal instruction! I request to learn Pyromancy, sir!"

He lowered his hand, and crossed his arms behind his back, staring straight forward.
"Ummm...yeah. First off, we're mages, not soldiers...second off...go into the Tower, and look for red-clad mages. They're the Pyromancers."

~snip~
"Only because Death respects the rights of the Dead. And you only get so many because your people's fear of death is greater than their respect for it."

There was no emotion present in the mage's voice...and no apparent shifting of power around him.

Suddenly, however, a vortex appeared underneath both of them, bumping them into a limbo-esque plane.

"Now, I give you one last chance. From here, you may return to your home without difficulty. But I will not allow your magicks to corrupt the students here. If you try to return to the Tower, I will kill you."

"do you not understand, i cannot be killed like this, and my people do not fear me, would you like me to prove it to you? i could take you to my realm, and you would see the dead and the living side by side, and i never wanted to corrupt your students, i only wanted to talk to the head of the academy to see if they had ant tomes on the subject, i give you my word, no forget it your ignorance blinds you, your arrogance drains your common sense, do you need to be shown the Dead living as they did in life? those who wish to be immortaql are, those who do not are laid to rest forever to sleep" the warmaster said, not understanding why there was so much hostility towards him.
OOC: why is this guy being such a tight arse? the charater i mean.

Jimmy wiped his brow.

"Phew, thanks chief. I get so sick of that military crap anyway, I only joined up coz' I'm an idiot. Now, uh, before I go, what do I refer to my new Teach as? Sir? Your Grace? My lord? His Emminence? Also, is there a map of the place around here? I don't really have the mental capacity to ask for directions."

OOC: still dont get it...but all the warmaster is trying to do is just talk to the head about any books on necromancy he may have, besides me wanting to have fun. nevermind.

"do you not understand, i cannot be killed like this, and my people do not fear me, would you like me to prove it to you? i could take you to my realm, and you would see the dead and the living side by side, and i never wanted to corrupt your students, i only wanted to talk to the head of the academy to see if they had ant tomes on the subject, i give you my word, no forget it your ignorance blinds you, your arrogance drains your common sense, do you need to be shown the Dead living as they did in life? those who wish to be immortaql are, those who do not are laid to rest forever to sleep" the warmaster said, not understanding why there was so much hostility towards him.
OOC: why is this guy being such a tight arse? the charater i mean.
OOC: There are two forbidden magicks in Kaymiril: Necromancy and summoning. Both with good reasons.

IC:
The mage seemed unphased, although the energies around him finally started shifting.

His patience was waning, and fashka itself was at his complete control, to do exactly as he commanded.

"Your choice, sir."

He had heard it, but he didn't believe it. He had never, in his centuries, seen a necromantic community in anything better than anarchy, and if there was a ruler, he had to keep close control over both his underlings and his opponents.

Necromancy was not a power to be taken lightly...which is why it was forbidden...which is why any necromancers in Kaymiril were summarily executed.

Because they presented far too much of a danger to society.

Jimmy wiped his brow.

"Phew, thanks chief. I get so sick of that military crap anyway, I only joined up coz' I'm an idiot. Now, uh, before I go, what do I refer to my new Teach as? Sir? Your Grace? My lord? His Emminence? Also, is there a map of the place around here? I don't really have the mental capacity to ask for directions."
"You generally call the instructor by their name, and if you don't have the mental capacity to ask for directions, you probably don't have the mental capacity to learn magick."

"come and visit the spire then" the warmaster said, releived that the drow had seen reason, he opend a portal, and stepped through, to be greeted by Jeff the Gate guard, a livly and freindly Skeleton
"how are you today jeff?" the warmaster asked, Jeff was the warmaster's favorite Guard
"im fine sir, and who might this gentle man be behind you" jeff asked
"one who beleived i am on this earth to corrupt" the warmaster said
"well, he wont find a better Necromancer than you sir" Jeff said
"thank you old freind, how is the market today?" the Warmaster Asked
"good sir, elysia the everliving is telling stories of Conquest again" jeff replied
"really? i though she would have given up trying to impress the living" the Warmaster said, walking off, the dorw close behind, everywhere they went, the undead and the living could be seen mingling in perfect harmony.

A half-Eternal walked forward approaching the great college of magic. As he came closer to it he noticed how massive the building itself really was. He took note of this as it reminded him of the buildings he had witnessed on ‘Eternal’ worlds. Then he put his thoughts forward and came to the great gates of the building and using a power he had inherited from his Eternal parent knocked on the door loud enough to make sure there would be a response.

OOC: Half-Eternals are now where near even possessing a great deal of power from their Eternal parentage, but they have inherited immortality. Their immortality is very similar to that of the LOTR elves; except they are not reborn without the aide of an Eternal and that they have the choice to go to the afterlife.

"I'm joking, I'm joking." Jimmy said, grinning.

He set off for the tower that the hot chick in the black had pointed out. He walked inside to find himself in a brilliant white marble room, red-clad men and women milled about inside, some chatting to eachother, others seeking out thick leather-bound tomes, and the cocky few who stood around juggling fireballs and the like. Jimmy knew he'd have to be on his best behaivour here.

"Which one of you crackers," He yelled, both hands waving in the air "Wants to help me turn the fire from mah' belly to the fire from mah' hands?! "

"come and visit the spire then" the warmaster said, releived that the drow had seen reason, he opend a portal, and stepped through, to be greeted by Jeff the Gate guard, a livly and freindly Skeleton
"how are you today jeff?" the warmaster asked, Jeff was the warmaster's favorite Guard
"im fine sir, and who might this gentle man be behind you" jeff asked
"one who beleived i am on this earth to corrupt" the warmaster said
"well, he wont find a better Necromancer than you sir" Jeff said
"thank you old freind, how is the market today?" the Warmaster Asked
"good sir, elysia the everliving is telling stories of Conquest again" jeff replied
"really? i though she would have given up trying to impress the living" the Warmaster said, walking off, the dorw close behind, everywhere they went, the undead and the living could be seen mingling in perfect harmony.
The Necromancer may have believed he had dragged the mage into his realm.

What he had, in reality, was a Shadow. A copy, one crafted by a Master to appear the same as the original in every way.

It could watch, and through its eyes, he could watch.

There was one tiny difference, though, one unnoticible to any save of the mage's own class.

This copy that was walking around, saying nothing, was a focus, as well. Should the mage see anything...anything in the least wrong, he would wait until the right moment, and the Shadow would unleash a massive destructive spell...one powerful enough to level miles and miles of land and buildings so that all that might be left were patches of grass here and there. All matter would be destroyed to its very core elements, and those atoms would be scattered by the winds.

Meanwhile, the real mage stood on the plane, waiting.

"I'm joking, I'm joking." Jimmy said, grinning.

He set off for the tower that the hot chick in the black had pointed out. He walked inside to find himself in a brilliant white marble room, red-clad men and women milled about inside, some chatting to eachother, others seeking out thick leather-bound tomes, and the cocky few who stood around juggling fireballs and the like. Jimmy knew he'd have to be on his best behaivour here.

"Which one of you crackers," He yelled, both hands waving in the air "Wants to help me turn the fire from mah' belly to the fire from mah' hands?! "
He was generally ignored...except he suddenly found himself in a very different room, up to his waist in water.

the warmaster turned to the drow
"know i know necromancy can be abused by evil, very eaisily, in fact, my predecessor, his name was count Vlad von Schtein and he raised such a host that it would not have been stopped, had it not been for one necromancer, whos name was Heinrich Kemmler, now he agve the undead vlad raised a will of their own, and three quarters of the undead host turned on Vlad, causing him the same pain he caused them, ever since then the undead have kept their will, some have even managed to keep their flesh, although most end up as skeletons they dont mind, for they can continue to help their people through their sacrifice, my name is on that list i showed you, should i die, i want to live like my people, but that will not be for a very long time, here, to the Graveyard, where the Citadel pays for Each and every Mauseleum, yes, everyone who chooses to die, is alowed to rest like a king" the warmaster said, leading the Drow to a wall, and over that wall, was an endless sea of Mauseleums.
"here they shall rest forevermore, never to awaken" the warmaster said reverantly.

He was generally ignored...except he suddenly found himself in a very different room, up to his waist in water.

Dammit Thought Jimmy, I knew something like this would happen, from now on I keep my eyes forward and my trap shut.

He swam across the octagonal room to a submerged flight of steps, climbed up them, and made his way through an oaken door.

The next thing Jimmy remembered was falling flat on his arse in the hall where he had shamed himself.

"I apologize, I was not my intention to annoy you, just my little joke. I seek the knoweledge of how to make pyromancy my ally, if any of you so learned mages will take me as your student." Jimmy said, with sincere regret.

I sure hope they don't mind that I left an arse-print on the floor Jimmy thought desperatly as he waited for a response.

"I understand. Test me, I am ready."

Eldrad placed his fingertips on the man's forehead, sending out experimental signals. His eyes were open, but they seemed to be focusing on something in the distance, as if staring through the head on Chainer. He was searching for something that not many could see... indeed, it took great skill to see this deep in anyone. He was looking at the very DNA itself, trying to see that tiny little kink in it's workings that meant Chainer could learn this craft. After a few moments, he took his hand away, a thin veneer of crystal covering it. His soul had to leave his body to do what he had done, and it was dangerous work. He rubbed his hand softly, and then looked at Chainer,"You have the required mutation. I can teach you."

Elsewhere in the compound, Colonel Cougar, focused on teaching his own student the esscense of control, noticed the newcomers. With regard to the necromancer, he agreed with the first person he had met. Necromancy was not a magick they taught here. As for the other, seemingly-highly chauvanistic newcomer, he was little more than an annoyance, it seemed. Having already had a little incident thanks to the Blue-Class, and was now basically demanding that someone should teach him pyromancy. The human sighed, shaking his head as he twirled a small amount of fire, dancing between his fingertips.

Eldrad placed his fingertips on the man's forehead, sending out experimental signals. His eyes were open, but they seemed to be focusing on something in the distance, as if staring through the head on Chainer. He was searching for something that not many could see... indeed, it took great skill to see this deep in anyone. He was looking at the very DNA itself, trying to see that tiny little kink in it's workings that meant Chainer could learn this craft. After a few moments, he took his hand away, a thin veneer of crystal covering it. His soul had to leave his body to do what he had done, and it was dangerous work. He rubbed his hand softly, and then looked at Chainer,"You have the required mutation. I can teach you."

"I am glad. Should you rest after this, or can we begin immediately? Oh yes, I have yet to introduce myself. I am Chainer, Dementia Master."

the warmaster turned to the drow
"know i know necromancy can be abused by evil, very eaisily, in fact, my predecessor, his name was count Vlad von Schtein and he raised such a host that it would not have been stopped, had it not been for one necromancer, whos name was Heinrich Kemmler, now he agve the undead vlad raised a will of their own, and three quarters of the undead host turned on Vlad, causing him the same pain he caused them, ever since then the undead have kept their will, some have even managed to keep their flesh, although most end up as skeletons they dont mind, for they can continue to help their people through their sacrifice, my name is on that list i showed you, should i die, i want to live like my people, but that will not be for a very long time, here, to the Graveyard, where the Citadel pays for Each and every Mauseleum, yes, everyone who chooses to die, is alowed to rest like a king" the warmaster said, leading the Drow to a wall, and over that wall, was an endless sea of Mauseleums.
"here they shall rest forevermore, never to awaken" the warmaster said reverantly.
"Do not return to the Tower, and you will have peace from us."

The directions of the puppetmaster to the puppet, before he uncreated the Shadow.

He then returned to his own place of residence.

Dammit Thought Jimmy, I knew something like this would happen, from now on I keep my eyes forward and my trap shut.

He swam across the octagonal room to a submerged flight of steps, climbed up them, and made his way through an oaken door.

The next thing Jimmy remembered was falling flat on his arse in the hall where he had shamed himself.

"I apologize, I was not my intention to annoy you, just my little joke. I seek the knoweledge of how to make pyromancy my ally, if any of you so learned mages will take me as your student." Jimmy said, with sincere regret.

I sure hope they don't mind that I left an arse-print on the floor Jimmy thought desperatly as he waited for a response.
"Perhaps it would be better if you learned respect and discipline, before coming to learn pyromancy. It is not a game, Child. It is not a toy. You desire to play with fire, and you will get burned. When you have grown up sufficiently that not everything is a game, return for proper instruction."

the warmaster apeared next to the drow
"i apologise for being so persistant, but i came here for a reason, one of the other Undead nations has raised my Vlad von Schtein, and i need all the knowledge i can get to stop him from tearing this entire world apart, throw aside your hatred and allow me to speak with the master of the tower, i would not come if it were not urgent" the warmaster said, staring into the drows eyes, praying to whoever was listening that there would be books for him, and that they would hold the answer to stopping von Schtein.

"I am glad. Should you rest after this, or can we begin immediately? Oh yes, I have yet to introduce myself. I am Chainer, Dementia Master."

Eldrad breathed deeply for a moment, as if trying to do something, before a brief blue rush surged through him, and he looked up, the smallest hint of a smile on his normally emotionless face,"I am more than rested, Chainer. Despite your claim to being a Master, you are now a student, and as such should act like one. Some things you know might be useful here, some will not. It is better to assume they will not, and do what you are told, then to attempt something and have it backfire on you."

Eldrad's voice was full of the wisdom of centuries of expierence in this matter. However, the Farseer had a bad habit of lying about his age. He was in fact far older than he said he was. However, it was neither here nor there. He was still the best, for although his power seemed small, it was merely a miniscule facet of his true power.

"Please, allow me a fresh start. When I'm nervous I act like a complete...me. Please, I know discipline, my luitenant thought I could stand still for the longest time in my unit. I have a certificate to prove it!" Jimmy wailed.

He threw himself to the floor. His face took a solemn look as he placed his heart on his breast.

"I, Private third class James Maxwell Mcginty swear my servitude and my academic skill to learn the magicks of fire, treat my betters with full respect, and never act the shameful way I have today. If you find that there is no place for me here, I shall leave without a commotion." He vowed.

There was no humor on his face, no joke upon his lips. He had seen the way his sister's padawans treated her, he would now on do his best to mimmic them, that is, if he was allowed to stay.

the warmaster apeared next to the drow
"i apologise for being so persistant, but i came here for a reason, one of the other Undead nations has raised my Vlad von Schtein, and i need all the knowledge i can get to stop him from tearing this entire world apart, throw aside your hatred and allow me to speak with the master of the tower, i would not come if it were not urgent" the warmaster said, staring into the drows eyes, praying to whoever was listening that there would be books for him, and that they would hold the answer to stopping von Schtein.
OOC: Oh... Oh... Oh you are so dead now.

OOC: why? for being the only good necromancer? for creating a character that gets stereotyped and threatened when he tries to help? fo atttempting to join what seemed to be a fun RP?

Eldrad breathed deeply for a moment, as if trying to do something, before a brief blue rush surged through him, and he looked up, the smallest hint of a smile on his normally emotionless face,"I am more than rested, Chainer. Despite your claim to being a Master, you are now a student, and as such should act like one. Some things you know might be useful here, some will not. It is better to assume they will not, and do what you are told, then to attempt something and have it backfire on you."

Eldrad's voice was full of the wisdom of centuries of expierence in this matter. However, the Farseer had a bad habit of lying about his age. He was in fact far older than he said he was. However, it was neither here nor there. He was still the best, for although his power seemed small, it was merely a miniscule facet of his true power.

"I understand Master. I doubt my skills will be of ANY help in this matter to speak truthfully. I know nothing but my innate Magick, and that has to deal with the Magick of the mind, rather than the Magick of the world. Whatever you say, I will do to the best of my ability."

OOC: w00t! I get to watch Kay commit regicide!(or whatever type of cide you do on a warmaster...)

OOC: why? for being the only good necromancer? for creating a character that gets stereotyped and threatened when he tries to help? fo atttempting to join what seemed to be a fun RP?
OOC: Oh, nothing like that. All of that is well and good, seriously... it's just... well, you'll see when Kaymiril has replied. Allow me to explain:

The Drow you just followed is known as Renor. That's not his real name. He is the head of a class of mages. A very dangerous class of mages. And their home is hidden from many. They don't exist. There's only one person in Snake Eaters who knows it's location, and only about a hundred or so in Kaymiril. So... yeah, I'll let you draw your own conclusions from that

sorry i havent slept all night and its now ^:13 am, so ive done an all nighter trying to RP in this, so it just kinda annoyed me to be stalmated like this.

sorry i havent slept all night and its now 6:13 am, so ive done an all nighter trying to RP in this, so it just kinda annoyed me to be stalmated like this.

"I understand Master. I doubt my skills will be of ANY help in this matter to speak truthfully. I know nothing but my innate Magick, and that has to deal with the Magick of the mind, rather than the Magick of the world. Whatever you say, I will do to the best of my ability."

OOC: w00t! I get to watch Kay commit regicide!(or whatever type of cide you do on a warmaster...)

"Magick is not purely of the mind nor of the world, it is a combination of both. Tell me, what do you know of the Warp?"

"Magick is not purely of the mind nor of the world, it is a combination of both. Tell me, what do you know of the Warp?"

"Almost nothing, I have battled the twisted beasts of Chaos, and faced the Daemons that populate it in battle, but that is all. I know nothing of its manipulation and application."

"Almost nothing, I have battled the twisted beasts of Chaos, and faced the Daemons that populate it in battle, but that is all. I know nothing of its manipulation and application."

"So, you do know something. The Daemons you speak of are the creatures that can threaten your mind and soul whenever you cast using this power. However, basic magick principles still apply."

OOC: Avarhierrim: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=10249860&postcount=14275 - this is for you.

"So, you do know something. The Daemons you speak of are the creatures that can threaten your mind and soul whenever you cast using this power. However, basic magick principles still apply."

"I see. Is there anything else I must know when dealing with the Warp?"

A half-Eternal walked forward approaching the great college of magic. As he came closer to it he noticed how massive the building itself really was. He took note of this as it reminded him of the buildings he had witnessed on ‘Eternal’ worlds. Then he put his thoughts forward and came to the great gates of the building and using a power he had inherited from his Eternal parent knocked on the door loud enough to make sure there would be a response.

OOC: Half-Eternals are now where near even possessing a great deal of power from their Eternal parentage, but they have inherited immortality. Their immortality is very similar to that of the LOTR elves; except they are not reborn without the aide of an Eternal and that they have the choice to go to the afterlife.The Half-Eternal banged upon the door again hoping this time someone would hear him.

"Please, is there not one mage among you who would educate me? You refuse me your arts based on a sorry first impression?" Jimmy asked the stern crowd.

"I see. Is there anything else I must know when dealing with the Warp?"

"On the surface, no. But the Warp is not like many other kinds of magick. It has it's eddies, it's currents. Sometimes, you may get a surprising amount of power for a very simple spell. Others, you might not get enough to light a candle. It is unpredicatable, more so than normal fashka."

The Half-Eternal banged upon the door again hoping this time someone would hear him.

The door opened, and someone, who looked human, but wasn't, looked out,"Yes?"

"On the surface, no. But the Warp is not like many other kinds of magick. It has it's eddies, it's currents. Sometimes, you may get a surprising amount of power for a very simple spell. Others, you might not get enough to light a candle. It is unpredicatable, more so than normal fashka."

"And in its unpredictable nature, lies danger, am I correct? The risk of corruption and Chaos?"

"And in its unpredictable nature, lies danger, am I correct? The risk of corruption and Chaos?"

"You could put it like that, yes. Given your expierence with magick, this should not take long at all."

Eldrad shifted them out of the normal world, and into the maelstrom of the warp,"This is what you are drawing from with this magick. Look around you. IT is like nothing you will ever see again."

With another motion, he moved them back to the normal world,"I will teach you very basic Warp techniques, and then let you be. You will not need to know more than that... besides, I doubt my Drow friends would be very pleased if I attempted to monopolise a student."

"You could put it like that, yes. Given your expierence with magick, this should not take long at all."

Eldrad shifted them out of the normal world, and into the maelstrom of the warp,"This is what you are drawing from with this magick. Look around you. IT is like nothing you will ever see again."

With another motion, he moved them back to the normal world,"I will teach you very basic Warp techniques, and then let you be. You will not need to know more than that... besides, I doubt my Drow friends would be very pleased if I attempted to monopolise a student."

"Whatever you have to teach me, I will learn. If the Drow canteach me as well, then you will hear no objections from me Master."

"Whatever you have to teach me, I will learn. If the Drow canteach me as well, then you will hear no objections from me Master."

Eldrad nodded, visibly pleased,"Good. This spell I will teach you is very basic, and requires no vocal commands, just simple focus. It can be used in a variety of ways, depending on how the user wants. It can be used a shield against energy and thrown objects, or as an attack. It has no real name, and I will not be the first to attempt to give it one."

He touched his fingertips to Chainer's forehead again,"Now, you can see what I see. You can see the swirling patterns of energy, and how they all seem to fit together, correct?"

Eldrad nodded, visibly pleased,"Good. This spell I will teach you is very basic, and requires no vocal commands, just simple focus. It can be used in a variety of ways, depending on how the user wants. It can be used a shield against energy and thrown objects, or as an attack. It has no real name, and I will not be the first to attempt to give it one."

He touched his fingertips to Chainer's forehead again,"Now, you can see what I see. You can see the swirling patterns of energy, and how they all seem to fit together, correct?"

"Yes." He could see that there were patterns, and that they did fitr together, though why and how was a mystery to him at the moment.

The door opened, and someone, who looked human, but wasn't, looked out,"Yes?"The Half-Eternal replied," I have come here seeking training in magick. My name is Alodrad of the Eternal Empire of the Eternals.”

"Yes." He could see that there were patterns, and that they did fitr together, though why and how was a mystery to him at the moment.

"You can learn how they interconnect as you go along with your learning on your own. However, watch what happens if we focus our attention on one little area."

It was like an optic zoom,"See how it is infinate? Everything looks the same, at whatever level you are at."

The Half-Eternal replied," I have come here seeking training in magick. My name is Alodrad of the Eternal Empire of the Eternals.”

The man pulled the door open, stepping aside,"Then come in, all are welcome here. Well... mostly, anyway."

"You can learn how they interconnect as you go along with your learning on your own. However, watch what happens if we focus our attention on one little area."

It was like an optic zoom,"See how it is infinate? Everything looks the same, at whatever level you are at."

"It's a... A... An infinitely repeating pattern... There's a special word for it, but the word escapes me."

"It's a... A... An infinitely repeating pattern... There's a special word for it, but the word escapes me."
"The word is not important. Now, watch what happens if I alter it."

Through some unspoken action, the pattern changed. Chainer could feel the slight difference in Eldrad's focus, as he was now linked to the Farseer. In his chest, he felt a soft push, enough to move him backwards slightly,"Did you see, and feel, what I did?"

"The word is not important. Now, watch what happens if I alter it."

Through some unspoken action, the pattern changed. Chainer could feel the slight difference in Eldrad's focus, as he was now linked to the Farseer. In his chest, he felt a soft push, enough to move him backwards slightly,"Did you see, and feel, what I did?"

"I saw what you did, and I certainly felt it."

"I saw what you did, and I certainly felt it."
"That is the basis of this spell. Now, try it yourself."

"That is the basis of this spell. Now, try it yourself."

Chainer remembered what Eldrad had done, and attempted to repeat the proccess, focusing, and pushing on Eldrads upper torso.

Eldrad smiled as he felt the pressure on his torso,"Good."

Eldrad smiled as he felt the pressure on his torso,"Good."

"What next Master?"

The man pulled the door open, stepping aside,"Then come in, all are welcome here. Well... mostly, anyway."Alodrad bowed and then entered the White Tower. As he looked around he learned that he did not know where to go so he performed a basic spell that would lead him to his desired location.

He conjured a little purple light that as soon as the spell was completed went ahead guiding Alodrad through the tower so that he would not get lost in it's halls.

"What next Master?"

"Now, you must learn how to do the same thing, but this time, you must be able to shield yourself from the attack. Try and use the same technique again, but this time I will resist."

Alodrad followed the purple light until he reached a fairly large door. At first he just started at the door examining it to make sure that his spell had worked properly. After he was sure that the spell had worked properly he opened the door and looked inside to see…

After about a day of practicing with life energy and the control of its movement Teji felt a little tired. He had learned a lot that day. One of the most important hings probably was the fact that oly objects that have or once had life can be affected by his magick. Now that he knew how to move the magick and use it he now needed to learn how to minipulate it to preform more complex spells. that would have to wait till later though. He needed to get some rest at the moment so he went up into the tower to the room he had claimed earlier. he then sat down on the floor as the chair and bed were to small. He was going to need to do something about that. he then slept there for about an hour to rest up.

"Now, you must learn how to do the same thing, but this time, you must be able to shield yourself from the attack. Try and use the same technique again, but this time I will resist."

Chainer said nothing, simply focusing again, and trying harder, expecting the resistence he had been told would occur. He knew the odds of him defeating that resistance were minimal, but he felt it was only proper to try.

Loki had been watching the day's events from the balcony of his room. He watched a couple of newcomers arrive, as well as one being refused. He decided that for the rest of the day he would simply rest and tomorrow he would seek out a new teacher...

Jimmy didn't believe it. He'd been refused...just for being him.

Maybe he should grow up a bit, learn some respect for his elders, maybe-

Or he could try his disguise.

Okay Thought Jimmy, they like this sort of mystical crap, don't they?

Jimmy fixed his fake black moustache to his face, and threw a black hooded robe on. He entered the tower.

"Hello," He said in his best etheral voice, "I am James...Darkfire, and I have travelled a long and treacherous path, seeking knoweledge of how to master the arcane, is there a mage among you who'd wish to give me proper instruction?"

"fine let the world burn you arrogant creature, go tend to the smart arse over there" the warmaster spat angrily, he turned and entered the portal, but just as he left another man leapt through, this man looked like a Vampire...

"you are all going to die" it said, but just as it raised its armsa sword stabbed through it's chest, its flesh began to rot
"there is no place in this world for your evil vampire" the warmaster said, rentching his sword our of the vampires back and returning to Death spire once more, leaving the Drow with a parting comment
"that is the first of many, look out, for they will come here first, attack here first, kill all here first, so for your sake, be on your guard" the warmaster stepped through the portal

ooc: an obvious attempt to try to win the Drow's respect by "saving their lives." Doubtful that it will work...

IC:
Loki looked down upon the newcomer and giggled as he slipped on a fake moustache to hide identity. Never work... Loki thought to himself.

OOC: death spire I think you need to reanalyze your character or create a new one. You are almost doing the same mistake I did with my second character. The character I am using is my third. You might want to retry and tone him down just a bit.

OOC: that character IS death spire, you see, its the leader of my country, and i play him as if he were me, well a fictional me.

OOC: the main problem is arrogance. make your characters just a bit more humble. remember he came here to learn not to teach.

I am going to make a nice little quest thing next week Monday. I am going to need 8 other people besides my main character. Why nine people in all? Simple. This is because nine is a very important number in Norse mythology. I intend to make a quest to save yggdrasil the life tree at the center of the universe. the people who join will each have to hunt out a magical staff of a particular trait. i will try to match them up as best as i can with your guys. these will be scattered around the universe on deserted planets. so what i need is to know who will join in the hunt. please list your characters or telegram me.

Chainer said nothing, simply focusing again, and trying harder, expecting the resistence he had been told would occur. He knew the odds of him defeating that resistance were minimal, but he felt it was only proper to try.

Eldrad responded in kind, making sure that Chainer could see how to manipulate the strands to help him,"Did you see that?"

"I believe so Master." Chainer attempted to stop the push, and knew he had had some success, since he was not pushed back nearly as far as he had expected.

OOC: that character IS death spire, you see, its the leader of my country, and i play him as if he were me, well a fictional me.

ooc: point being? That doesn't change the fact that they don't want necromancers in the White Tower.

Piekrom']snip

ooc: Just a suggestion, but I would reccomend a separate thread for your "quest." You can still have the characters from the White Tower (those who are willing to join, like I most likely will be), and you can just have the White Tower has a part of the thread in which the characters start.

OOC: he is not even there to teach, he IS there to learn, learn from any books you may have, in an effort to save his realm from Destruction, and he has been alive for a million years, so arrogant is most likely how id be if id been immortal for that long. but ill tone it down.


IC: Richtor Kreugor, a normal man from death spire, creapt through the portal

"hello? anyone here, umm, ive come from death spire and" he was cut off by heavily armed guards
"i um, well, ive come here to learn anything i can that can heal, as my people are in dire need, and i hope my fathers arrogance hasnt turned you against a Magicly attuned man, and besides, i never learnt necromancy , nor did i want to, please, i only want to serve my nation in its darkest hour" he pleaded, but the guards didnt budge
he walked backwards till hge hit a wall, at which he slid down until he sat
"if you change your mind, i am always willing to learn" he said, not knowing how they would respond to him, after his father had ruined any chance of anyone learning anything from this tower with his arrogance, but Richtor was young by normal standards, an infant by his fathers age, at 20, he had not even reached his first mellenia yet, but he felt as if the world was on his shoulders, and knew his father couldnt help him as much as the masters of Life magic at the tower could, he hoped his father would understand.

"I believe so Master." Chainer attempted to stop the push, and knew he had had some success, since he was not pushed back nearly as far as he had expected.

"What you have just learned is extremely basic, but it is the basis of everything else you can learn."

"What you have just learned is extremely basic, but it is the basis of everything else you can learn."

"This is the basis of everything? If that is so, what more must I do?"

"This is the basis of everything? If that is so, what more must I do?"
"The manipulation of the energies of the Warp all stems from this simple exercise. But, like I said, only those with the right genes can do this. And what do you want to do is more important here."

"The manipulation of the energies of the Warp all stems from this simple exercise. But, like I said, only those with the right genes can do this. And what do you want to do is more important here."

"I wish to learn all I can. I have honestly not thought past that goal."

"I wish to learn all I can. I have honestly not thought past that goal."
"A worthy goal, but one that would take many years. I cannot teach you all I know.... there are things that I know that mortals should not be privy to. But, I will do what I can."

Alodrad followed the purple light until he reached a fairly large door. At first he just started at the door examining it to make sure that his spell had worked properly. After he was sure that the spell had worked properly he opened the door and looked inside to see…Alodrad upon looking inside the went went inside this and then said," I have come here for training in the arts of magick. I wish to know will anyone be willing to teach me these arts?"

Teji gets up and leaves his room after an hours rest. He starts looking around for someone to help him continue his training in spirit. He is uncertain of Eldrad’s location. He decides that it would be best to have multiple people helping him learn so as not to wait for one to finish what ever they might be doing or disturbing them rudely. He starts wandering the tower in search of another teacher. Which one of the Kaymirilian mages will be able to help him?

OOC: looks like i am going to have to delay my quest some more. please tell me if you are wanting to join.

"A worthy goal, but one that would take many years. I cannot teach you all I know.... there are things that I know that mortals should not be privy to. But, I will do what I can."

"I understand, whatever you will teach me, I will learn."

"I understand, whatever you will teach me, I will learn."
Eldrad spent the next few hours teaching Chainer basic and intermediate warp spawned magick, but he was careful to emphasis the dangers it carried with it at every step.

Eldrad spent the next few hours teaching Chainer basic and intermediate warp spawned magick, but he was careful to emphasis the dangers it carried with it at every step.

Chainer was a relatively quick study. He knew the dangers of Dementia Summoning, the madness that was inherent in them was not too dissimilar from the dangers of The Warp. He vowed that he would be careful, possibly more careful than was actually waranted, but he felt that there was no such thing as too careful.

"Clear your mind of all distractions."

*Fingal meditated for a while, near the window and listened in one the new arrivals. He wondered why necromancers were turned away, all he knew about necromancy was you could talk to dead, but then Avarhierrienes had never been interested in the other side. he wasn't sure about his mothers side.*

OOC: I'm back! sorry I had problems using the forums, but its all fixed now.

Chainer was a relatively quick study. He knew the dangers of Dementia Summoning, the madness that was inherent in them was not too dissimilar from the dangers of The Warp. He vowed that he would be careful, possibly more careful than was actually waranted, but he felt that there was no such thing as too careful.

Eldrad was pleased, genuinely so, with his student's progress,"You have accomplished much in a short space of time, Chainer. It is impressive."

~snip~
"Ignore everything but my voice. Those people outside do not exist. Now, look inside yourself. Find what causes your power. Trust me."

Eldrad was pleased, genuinely so, with his student's progress,"You have accomplished much in a short space of time, Chainer. It is impressive."

"I have some experience in discipline and mental control. Dementia Summoning is a power that requires a great deal of control. If your control is not perfect, madness and corruption are the least of your worries."

"I have some experience in discipline and mental control. Dementia Summoning is a power that requires a great deal of control. If your control is not perfect, madness and corruption are the least of your worries."

"That expierence will serve you well... but I am curious. Why do you wish this knowledge so much? From what you tell me, you have more than enough knowledge already."

"That expierence will serve you well... but I am curious. Why do you wish this knowledge so much? From what you tell me, you have more than enough knowledge already."

"Because my knowledge and power is limited in scope. I may summon a beast to rend any who oppose me, but I have little ability in utilitarian Magicks. For example, may I demonstrate what I can do?"

"Because my knowledge and power is limited in scope. I may summon a beast to rend any who oppose me, but I have little ability in utilitarian Magicks. For example, may I demonstrate what I can do?"

Eldrad nodded slightly, standing back to allow him more room.

Eldrad nodded slightly, standing back to allow him more room.

Chainer saw the nod, went silent, and started. His eyes flashed black as ink, and a hole into nothing appeared. A hole into Chainers mind... From the hole stepped a beast like nothing in this world, or any other. 2 meters tall, with 4 arms like a Mantis Warrior, horns like a demon of some description, and the feet of a massive ox, it was scaled like a lizard, and it was pitch black in color. It was a Dementia Beast, a creature of Nightmare...

"Ignore everything but my voice. Those people outside do not exist. Now, look inside yourself. Find what causes your power. Trust me."

*Fingal went red, and immediatly became more focused on meditation. He looked inside himself and found a soft pulsing power.*

Teji wanders into the commons room were many mages of all sorts of disciplines were gathered for the evening meal. He still had a few days before he got hungry and a good year’s supply of food from his home planets. Now which one would be appropriate for him to study with?

Chainer saw the nod, went silent, and started. His eyes flashed black as ink, and a hole into nothing appeared. A hole into Chainers mind... From the hole stepped a beast like nothing in this world, or any other. 2 meters tall, with 4 arms like a Mantis Warrior, horns like a demon of some description, and the feet of a massive ox, it was scaled like a lizard, and it was pitch black in color. It was a Dementia Beast, a creature of Nightmare...

Eldrad stood stock still. He trusted Chainer to know how to deal with something like this... but there were limits.

~snip~
"Tell me, what do you see?"

Eldrad stood stock still. He trusted Chainer to know how to deal with something like this... but there were limits.

"This is the limit of Dementia Summoning. Beasts of shadow and substance. They are not useful for anything but killing..." Chainer made a gesture, and the Beast dissipated into a gray smoke, leaving a swiftly fadfing inky smear on the floor.

"Tell me, what do you see?"

"um, its sort of green and swirling" *said Fingal unconfidently*

A person in a deep, almost black, blue robe that covered his entire body knocked on the large doors to the Tower. He leaned on a large staff, rough and unpolished. In fact it was still mostly coated in bark.

ooc: Just for the record, he's not from Theao.

A person in a deep, almost black, blue robe that covered his entire body knocked on the large doors to the Tower. He leaned on a large staff, rough and unpolished. In fact it was still mostly coated in bark.

ooc: Just for the record, he's not from Theao.

Loki looked down from his balcony, which sat many floors up and slightly to the side of the door. Below he saw yet another newcomer to the White Tower. As he did so, he began to think, Perhaps it is time I find a new teacher to help me with the more powerful spells and subjects...

Loki stood up and grabbed his staff from the corner of the balcony. Opening his room's door, he walked out and down the hallway in search of a new teacher...

"This is the limit of Dementia Summoning. Beasts of shadow and substance. They are not useful for anything but killing..." Chainer made a gesture, and the Beast dissipated into a gray smoke, leaving a swiftly fadfing inky smear on the floor.

"Shadow and substance... interesting indeed. Still, not something I would wish to learn... for I do not aim to kill or maim, but to watch, wait and guide others down the correct path, to save them from themselves."

ELdrad wasn't lying. He had warned many people over the years that he had been alive. He had been listened to, and he had been snubbed. Irregardless, he continued to work. No-one could honestly claim to know his true motives, but for now, they seemed sincere.

"It strikes me that I have not yet demonstrated my power to you. I feel it would be appropiate to do so, so you may know the extent to which this new ability of yours can be used."


~snip~
"Alright, that's a start. Now, delve deeper. Where does it come from? What makes it? Is there a pattern to it?"

OOC: Ok i again call upon you all to tell me which character’s you want to use and who is willing to participate in the next great quest upon this thread. So far i have only one person willing to join with one character. I need to know prior to starting and I need 7 more people. Please telegram me or post here on the forum.

Piekrom']OOC: Ok i again call upon you all to tell me which character’s you want to use and who is willing to participate in the next great quest upon this thread. So far i have only one person willing to join with one character. I need to know prior to starting and I need 7 more people. Please telegram me or post here on the forum.

ooc: Am I the one person? (Well, if I am not... include me). However, I would like to reiterate my concern about making the RP inside of the White Tower thread; I suggest making a separate thread for the RP...

"Alright, that's a start. Now, delve deeper. Where does it come from? What makes it? Is there a pattern to it?"

"it comes outside, I'm not sure what makes it, but there does seem a pattern."

"it comes outside, I'm not sure what makes it, but there does seem a pattern."

"Magick that comes from outside you? It sounds like you looking at what the Drow mages have termed fashka... how best can I put this... The Jedi believe in the Force as an energy field that binds the universe together. Fashka is similar in some respects, but not in others. Do you understand?"

The man at the gate rapped on the door once again. By his people's culture, he had to do it once more before being allowed to enter, provided there were people making this they're dwelling, otherwise there were different protocals to follow.

Loki made his way along the corridors and down the stairs, which his short legs had finally become used to after months of traveling up and down them, day after day.

After many long sets of stairs, Loki finally made it to the ground floor and proceeded down the hallway. He entered the main courtyard and looked around for a suitable teacher...

"Magick that comes from outside you? It sounds like you looking at what the Drow mages have termed fashka... how best can I put this... The Jedi believe in the Force as an energy field that binds the universe together. Fashka is similar in some respects, but not in others. Do you understand?"

"I think so" *said Fingal nevously*

"I think so" *said Fingal nevously*

"You seem nervous. Relax."

"Shadow and substance... interesting indeed. Still, not something I would wish to learn... for I do not aim to kill or maim, but to watch, wait and guide others down the correct path, to save them from themselves."

ELdrad wasn't lying. He had warned many people over the years that he had been alive. He had been listened to, and he had been snubbed. Irregardless, he continued to work. No-one could honestly claim to know his true motives, but for now, they seemed sincere.

"It strikes me that I have not yet demonstrated my power to you. I feel it would be appropiate to do so, so you may know the extent to which this new ability of yours can be used."



"Alright, that's a start. Now, delve deeper. Where does it come from? What makes it? Is there a pattern to it?"

"I would greatly appreciate a demonstration of your true power."

"I would greatly appreciate a demonstration of your true power."

Eldrad (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a6/SnakeEaters/ulthwe-farseer.jpg) nodded slightly, raising his arms. At an unheard command, the room went dark, the lights becoming extinguised as the blue crackle began to form around his entire body. It moved lazily along his arms, and then gradually seemed to increase in intensity and speed, extending tendril-like from his arms, lashing at a dark figure that had appeard in front of Eldrad. The display was impressive, and everyone in the Tower could feel what was happening in that room, even if they didn't understand it.

The display was over quickly enough, and the lights flickered back,"That... is what I can do."

Eldrad (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a6/SnakeEaters/ulthwe-farseer.jpg) nodded slightly, raising his arms. At an unheard command, the room went dark, the lights becoming extinguised as the blue crackle began to form around his entire body. It moved lazily along his arms, and then gradually seemed to increase in intensity and speed, extending tendril-like from his arms, lashing at a dark figure that had appeard in front of Eldrad. The display was impressive, and everyone in the Tower could feel what was happening in that room, even if they didn't understand it.

The display was over quickly enough, and the lights flickered back,"That... is what I can do."

Chainetr was in awe, he was powerful he knew, but this was beyond anything he had ever experienced. "I am stunned... That is greater power than anything I have ever expereienced.. But I have a question. What was that dark shape?"

Chainetr was in awe, he was powerful he knew, but this was beyond anything he had ever experienced. "I am stunned... That is greater power than anything I have ever expereienced.. But I have a question. What was that dark shape?"

"One of the denizens of the Immaterium. They are what can harm you when you draw on this power... and it is they who you must be most careful of."

The Young man walked up to the tower, looking nervous. He seemed shy, and looked at the surrounding environs as though something might jump out and attack him at any second. His breathing was also labored, and hard, as though he was used to a diffrent atmosphere. His Garp consisted entirely of Leather, made in a style not seen anywhere before. He wore no weapons, and was quite powerless. his hair was black, and his eyes were brown. his skin was a dark tan. He was used to heat, and the sun. A strange medallion hung around his neck and he looked like he was used to giving orders.

"Why me?" he thought, as he crept closer to the Tower.

"My lady, please, let them be able to send me home, back to my beloved Ri-an." he thought as he stepped up to the door.

He took a deep breath, gathered his courage, and stepped inside.

He looked around, to see what he could and hopefully find someone who could help him return home. Back to the once hidden world of Ri-an.

"You seem nervous. Relax."

"sorry, sorry," *then Eldrad did his demostration, causing Fingal to say a very rude word and clutch his head*

Teji is in the courtyard now after having left the commons. He then feels the wave of energy that has been released by Eldrad. He has no idea what it was and decides to let it pass. He then notices a young lad who just happened to enter the tower just recently. He walks over to the newcomer and greats him with his deep rumbling voice. he tries to keep his voice down as his shear size of about ten feet might be enough to scare the new comer. "Welcome to the white tower young one. You must be here to learn? I to am a student here so I will not be able to help you, but do not worry there are plenty here to help you. Do not be shy and just ask around I am certain someone will be more than willing to teach you."

"sorry, sorry," *then Eldrad did his demostration, causing Fingal to say a very rude word and clutch his head*

Cougar looked upwards, and raised an eyebrow,"That was odd.. he doesn't do that very often."

The Young man walked up to the tower, looking nervous. He seemed shy, and looked at the surrounding environs as though something might jump out and attack him at any second. His breathing was also labored, and hard, as though he was used to a diffrent atmosphere. His Garp consisted entirely of Leather, made in a style not seen anywhere before. He wore no weapons, and was quite powerless. his hair was black, and his eyes were brown. his skin was a dark tan. He was used to heat, and the sun. A strange medallion hung around his neck and he looked like he was used to giving orders.

"Why me?" he thought, as he crept closer to the Tower.

"My lady, please, let them be able to send me home, back to my beloved Ri-an." he thought as he stepped up to the door.

He took a deep breath, gathered his courage, and stepped inside.

He looked around, to see what he could and hopefully find someone who could help him return home. Back to the once hidden world of Ri-an.
He first would see two black-clad elvenoid mages, sitting in the open courtyard and speaking softly in their native tongue. They were male and female, with coal-black skin and stark white hair. They hadn't seemed to notice him yet, but did not seem incredibly threatening.

They were on the verge of adulthood...a good looking pair. The young male had clean features and a well-shaped face, with a friendly twist to his mouth and a mischevious twinkle in his intelligent brown eyes. The female was breath-taking, though, even for her kind. Every feature of her face and form could have been crafted by a master sculptor...indeed, it would have been hard to find such perfection of form anywhere. Her calm gray eyes glinted with merriment at what was obviously a joke from her friend.

The man knocked once more, then proceeded to enter the tower's courtyard after the other man.

"Amazing." The man said in sheer awe. "A mountain that moves and talks. No where on Ri-an do we have such a sight. Not even the walking forest compares." he said. He noticed the two Elvenoids sitting by the pool.

He had never before seen an Elf so the two mages were quite a novelty, as was Teji.

"Maybe you can help me. I seek to return to the world of Ri-an. I would return under my own power, but I am not blessed by The Lady to weild Nature. Those who were, were experimenting with moving objects from one place to another, instantaneously, with the power of nature, however the spell went wrong somehow. This was the first place I saw. Say, am I perhaps on the moon? Legends speak of a race of people living on the moon." The young man said, assuming everyone knew what he was talking about.

The young man then gasped and turned to Teji.

"I apologise. I am known as Biran." the young man said, while kneeling breifly before Teji. He then turned, and kneeled breifly before the two mages.

OOC: Brief explanation:

Ri-an is a world that hid itself long ago, and recently became unsealed. This is an IC explanation of my being new. Those blessed by the lady, are magic users. Since Ri-an has been in isolation for so long, that is what magic is known as, The Lady's blessing. The Ri-an sorcerers were just breaking into Teleportation, and had mastered it enough to not kill someone by teleporting him, or her, when the spell went awry, and the living volunteer ended up here. I hope this is enough of an explanation to help get the ball rolling, and I promise to go by the terms everyone else uses, its just that I'm getting started, so please don't get angry with me.

Oh yeah, Ri-an is pronounced Re Ann.

"Amazing." The man said in sheer awe. "A mountain that moves and talks. No where on Ri-an do we have such a sight. Not even the walking forest compares." he said. He noticed the two Elvenoids sitting by the pool.

He had never before seen an Elf so the two mages were quite a novelty, as was Teji.

"Maybe you can help me. I seek to return to the world of Ri-an. I would return under my own power, but I am not blessed by The Lady to weild Nature. Those who were, were experimenting with moving objects from one place to another, instantaneously, with the power of nature, however the spell went wrong somehow. This was the first place I saw. Say, am I perhaps on the moon? Legends speak of a race of people living on the moon." The young man said, assuming everyone knew what he was talking about.

The young man then gasped and turned to Teji.

"I apologise. I am known as Biran." the young man said, while kneeling breifly before Teji. He then turned, and kneeled breifly before the two mages.

OOC: Brief explanation:

Ri-an is a world that hid itself long ago, and recently became unsealed. This is an IC explanation of my being new. Those blessed by the lady, are magic users. Since Ri-an has been in isolation for so long, that is what magic is known as, The Lady's blessing. The Ri-an sorcerers were just breaking into Teleportation, and had mastered it enough to not kill someone by teleporting him, or her, when the spell went awry, and the living volunteer ended up here. I hope this is enough of an explanation to help get the ball rolling, and I promise to go by the terms everyone else uses, its just that I'm getting started, so please don't get angry with me.

Oh yeah, Ri-an is pronounced Re Ann.
OOC: They're not Elves, they're Elvenoid. I rp a race called Drow.
And you've made a better first impression than the other newcomers around here since, oh...WinterGreen or something, but he didn't stay.

IC:
The female looked at him strangely.

"There is no moon here at Hoeth, and Hoeth is not a moon...although we have many interplanetary travellers. I am Miireelta, this is Abrasth. Perhaps you can help us get you home, if you know where, and in what galaxy, universe, and plane your planet is on."

The male, identified as Abrasth, stood. "If you don't mind, I'd like to try and see what happened to you, to send you here."

And you've made a better first impression than the other newcomers around here since, oh...WinterGreen or something, but he didn't stay.

OOC: Precisely what I was thinking. Nice introduction and writing style.

The man looked around to see if he could find any 'natives' that weren't occupied.

"One of the denizens of the Immaterium. They are what can harm you when you draw on this power... and it is they who you must be most careful of."

"Daemons... Warp Daemons... I see."

Teji responds to brian softly, "there is no need to bow here brian especial not to me as i am still just starting my training. my name is Teji. Are you sure you do not want to stay a while here and try to learn some things? well what ever you decide to do good luck to you. I am off to try and find someone to help continue my training. hope to see you around." and with that he moves on to anouther section of the tower looking for someone who could help him.

Biran smiled.

"To return to Ri-an, that is my place. Teji, I have no magic to speak of. I was simply a volunteer to be the first person transported. I mean, it was amazing. They took an Apple, and it was on this Rock over here. Then, the next second, it was over here on this Rock, and it wasn't levitated. So I stood on the same Rock. They pointed at me, and everything fell away. all was darkness, then I found myself standing outside looking at this tower. I don't know what happened, but surely they would be willing to come here and learn. As to where I came from exactly, well, I hope this can help." Biran said.

He took the medallion off of his neck, and while pushing a few buttons and twisting a few small knobs, he muttered a few words that were obviously of a magic origin.

It took a few minuets for the medallion to gether enough power to activate. Everyone in the area was caught in the illusion.

The Tower fell away, as they seemed to rise in the sky. The star Hoeth orbited was turned orange. Far away, on the innermost ring of the Andromeda Galaxy, another star turned Orange. They zoomed in upon it, and saw the world of Ri-an. The atmosphere seemed to sparkle.

They were zoomed back far enough, to see Hoeth, in relation to Andromeda, and Ri-an. Then the illusion fell away.

"Strange, it usually doesn't take that long to activate. I don't have the blessing, but this medallion was crafted by those that do." Biran said.

"Daemons... Warp Daemons... I see."

"Many are vicious beasts who will attack simply because you draw on their realm. Guard your mind, and you will be safe."

"Unfortunately I am not familiar with that area and there was no way to determine the codorants so I can not use my technology to help you. Perhaps one of the mages might be able to trace your origin based on the residues of magick but I can not really help you sorry."

"Many are vicious beasts who will attack simply because you draw on their realm. Guard your mind, and you will be safe."

"Guarding the mind is a necessity to prevent the spread of Dementia. I hope that my knowledge from that will be enough."

"Guarding the mind is a necessity to prevent the spread of Dementia. I hope that my knowledge from that will be enough."

"It should suffice. Now, I believe we are done here. If you have any further questions, find me and I will do what I can to help."

With that, Eldrad opened the door, and walked out into the corridor, striding down it with his arms clasped behind his back, his mind in deep thought as was the norm. He looked around, and saw various spirits drifting around. They weren't real spirits, more residual energy than actual souls, but they did suffice. It was if a small part of the lifeforce was bound to the place it had died, and was fully capable of percieving it's enviroment and telling those who possessed the sight. He found a stone work bench in the sun, and removed his helmet, revealing his pale skin and hair, which tumbled out around his shoulders. His black armour was left, adourned as it was with various runes and symbols, many of which none but he knew the meaning of. He looked across the courtyard, spying the newcomer (Brian, the spirits told him), speaking with Teji and the two Drow mages Miireelta and Abrasth. He could not help but smile slightly as he looked at these last two... he had known them for a number of years now, and had known them before they had changed their names... but he would not tell anyone those now, as they was in the past.

Biran smiled.

"To return to Ri-an, that is my place. Teji, I have no magic to speak of. I was simply a volunteer to be the first person transported. I mean, it was amazing. They took an Apple, and it was on this Rock over here. Then, the next second, it was over here on this Rock, and it wasn't levitated. So I stood on the same Rock. They pointed at me, and everything fell away. all was darkness, then I found myself standing outside looking at this tower. I don't know what happened, but surely they would be willing to come here and learn. As to where I came from exactly, well, I hope this can help." Biran said.

He took the medallion off of his neck, and while pushing a few buttons and twisting a few small knobs, he muttered a few words that were obviously of a magic origin.

It took a few minuets for the medallion to gether enough power to activate. Everyone in the area was caught in the illusion.

The Tower fell away, as they seemed to rise in the sky. The star Hoeth orbited was turned orange. Far away, on the innermost ring of the Andromeda Galaxy, another star turned Orange. They zoomed in upon it, and saw the world of Ri-an. The atmosphere seemed to sparkle.

They were zoomed back far enough, to see Hoeth, in relation to Andromeda, and Ri-an. Then the illusion fell away.

"Strange, it usually doesn't take that long to activate. I don't have the blessing, but this medallion was crafted by those that do." Biran said.
The two Drow looked at the location of the planet, then at each other. They spoke briefly, trying to decide what it was and what could be done.

"You're an entire galaxy over from where you should be...and you're lucky you landed somewhere with comparable atmosphere for you. You could have been split apart, or you could have landed in a star, or something else as bad."

"Amazing. We can't even get out of the atmosphere, and here I am an entire Galaxy over. Then again, we do have an exorbitant amount of Mana in our atmosphere, as compared to other places. Perhaps it was something with that, but I don't know. A place such as this, is nearly powerless, compared to what I am used to. But landing in the sun, that would have been bad indeed. Is it possible to return? I mean do you have such powers, or were we blazing a new trail by our experiments? I'm not saying you can't, or that you don't, I'm just asking, because I do not know." Biran asked.

Abrasth raised an eyebrow, then disappeared.

"Teleportation is fairly easy, if you know what you're doing and have practiced it," he said from behind Biran.

"That is perhaps, why I am not of the blessed, as you are. I am a common man, with common goals, in an uncommon situation. Then, since you too can Teleport, will you return with me to Ri-an, to help us come here, and learn? Surely it must be easy to go from Galaxy to galaxy with Teleportation, as you called it. And perhaps, being a master of Teleportation, you could help us further understand Quantum Entanglement, for it is upon that, that we have based our Teleportation." Biran asked.

OOC: Quantum Entaglement: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quantum_entanglement

I am going to base all my magic off of science.

Miireelta shook her head.

"In order to teleport from one place to another, one has to know what it looks like...and inter-planetary teleportation is cautioned against...but from galaxy to galaxy...it's like trying to hit a target the size of your little fingernail from two or three miles away, using just a simple bow and arrow. Nearly impossible...highly so if you don't know where you're going."

"The Lake, we could go to the Lake, everyone knows what it looks like. heck, thes things come with an illusion pic of it imbedded in their memory." Biran said.

He began pushing it here, and pushing it there. and a small picture of an ocean with a giant lake floated just above Biran's medallion in his hand. The lake was calm, and clear. It was night, and impssible to tell direction, save by the single Stone island in the center, with a large pink flower bud in the center. Mountains ringed the lake, and were covered with a trees, some were moving of their own volition. Stars covered the sky.

"This is what it looks like, right this very minute. This is known as Ri-an's lake. The trees that are moving in the backround, their actually treants. and their forest kingdom is 3 leagues beyond those mountains. It has been said the the Space mambo originated here, and that they were so confused by the reflection on the lake, that they swam out into space." Biran said. He spoke quietly, and with reverence, for what to him, was a very important place.

The two Drow looked at each other. Then Abrasth shrugged.

"The consequences of this could be bad," cautioned Miireelta.

"Yeah...but now I'm curious." The Drow boy looked at Biran. "You ready?"

"Yes, always. Do I need to keep the picture going, or should I just put the medallion back on." Biran asked.

He was visably excited, both to be on the leading edge of a new age for Ri-an, and to be going home.

Abrasth looked intently at the illusion for a few moments, then for a moment, everything went dark for Biran.

The darkness was accompanied by a spinning sensation, but it only lasted the barest moment, before they were at the side of the lake. The young mage had miscalculated some, and was standing up to his ankles in water.

"Look familiar? And you can put the medallion back on."

"It should suffice. Now, I believe we are done here. If you have any further questions, find me and I will do what I can to help."

With that, Eldrad opened the door, and walked out into the corridor, striding down it with his arms clasped behind his back, his mind in deep thought as was the norm. He looked around, and saw various spirits drifting around. They weren't real spirits, more residual energy than actual souls, but they did suffice. It was if a small part of the lifeforce was bound to the place it had died, and was fully capable of percieving it's enviroment and telling those who possessed the sight. He found a stone work bench in the sun, and removed his helmet, revealing his pale skin and hair, which tumbled out around his shoulders. His black armour was left, adourned as it was with various runes and symbols, many of which none but he knew the meaning of. He looked across the courtyard, spying the newcomer (Brian, the spirits told him), speaking with Teji and the two Drow mages Miireelta and Abrasth. He could not help but smile slightly as he looked at these last two... he had known them for a number of years now, and had known them before they had changed their names... but he would not tell anyone those now, as they was in the past.

Chainer left the room as well, heading down to the courtyard... He saw the one from before, and the two Dark Elves, as well as a new person. Someone he had never met. He shoved Teji, forcing him to move out of his way, so he could introduce himself.

Ri-an was far diffrent from Hoeth. The most noticible diffrence, was that there was so much mana in the air, that one could actually see it in the air, going on its on path, in and out of everything. The air sparkled with it, an effect, not visiable through the Medallion. The air was also a little thicker. the lake seemed to push Abrasth up until he was standing on its surface.

Abrasth could also feel, a a sentience in the planet it self, the planet Ri-an, was as much a living sentient being, as Abrasth, and Biran. The air swirled around Absath, an felt much like a woman hugging him, embracing him in welcome. It was easy to see where Biran got his refrences of the Lady.

Biran put the medallion back on, and pulled a small metal ball out of his pocket, and threw it into the air. It sprouted wings and became a hummingbird like creature, that flitted off.

"From here, the easiest path to walk, would be south. Also, Fire is illegal in any forest, though, since Cheif Longbranch, ruler of the Treants, made that rule, I'm sure you understand why. A ride shall be by to pick us up, soon." Biran said.

OOC: I don't know how strong Abrasth is normally, but due to the the large amounts of Mana on ri-an, it would be easy to see why he would be stronger there. The Extreme Mana amount is the largest reason why Ri-an is diffrent from all other places. At least I hope it is diffrent.

Ri-an was far diffrent from Hoeth. The most noticible diffrence, was that there was so much mana in the air, that one could actually see it in the air, going on its on path, in and out of everything. The air sparkled with it, an effect, not visiable through the Medallion. The air was also a little thicker. the lake seemed to push Abrasth up until he was standing on its surface.

Abrasth could also feel, a a sentience in the planet it self, the planet Ri-an, was as much a living sentient being, as Abrasth, and Biran. The air swirled around Absath, an felt much like a woman hugging him, embracing him in welcome. It was easy to see where Biran got his refrences of the Lady.

Biran put the medallion back on, and pulled a small metal ball out of his pocket, and threw it into the air. It sprouted wings and became a hummingbird like creature, that flitted off.

"From here, the easiest path to walk, would be south. Also, Fire is illegal in any forest, though, since Cheif Longbranch, ruler of the Treants, made that rule, I'm sure you understand why. A ride shall be by to pick us up, soon." Biran said.

OOC: I don't know how strong Abrasth is normally, but due to the the large amounts of Mana on ri-an, it would be easy to see why he would be stronger there. The Extreme Mana amount is the largest reason why Ri-an is diffrent from all other places. At least I hope it is diffrent.
He looked around.

"Amazing...I haven't seen a place that has this much fashka around in years...and not for such a great distance. How many mages do you have here? It would be so easy to focus it all..."

He stepped off the lake and onto the ground, as the water apparently didn't wish him in it.

"It's...alive..."

"We have eight total, eight in each branch of nature. Ground, sky, Fire, water, healing, space, time, and Science, plus the one and only Ri-an sorceress, who has power over all domains, affording her access to spells the other branches cannot cast." Biran said.

The wind picked up, and began blowing through the cracks and jags of the mountains around the lake.

Biran listened intently.

For all the world, it seemed as if the wind could speak.

"M.....O.....R.....E....S.....O.....O.....N." was all it said, but then, wind couldn't really speak, could it?

"Yes my Lady, I shall inform the Eight." Biran said, speaking to the wind.

"Appearently, The Lady has decided to bless us with more." Biran said to Abrasth.

He walked south, towards a cave entrance. he isnpected it carefully, looking at the stalactites, and stalagmites carefully.

"Its okay, this one is not Rock Wurm." Biran said, heading through the tunnel.

It was dark, but then, Biran did not seem to care. His Medallion glowed, and a single beam of light lit the way for them.

Abrasth didn't mind the darkness. He could see better in the dark than in the light.

"It's amazing...your planet lives with you and cares for you. Most other planets are, at best, apathetic. It's amazing, too...so much fashka lying around...and so few that can weild it...we have many mages in my land, and my Master is one of the greatest of them all."

"As you said, The lady lives with us, and cares for us, as we live with her, and care for her. We have never had much need of magick, and thus, have probably progressed slowly in comparison. The Lady has always cared for us, clothed us, Fed us, given us water. She protects us from the moon during its time of evil, and finally, when we die, takes us into her bosom, where we can rest forever. Tonight will be a grand celebration indeed, for I am returned unharmed, and you are irefutable proof, that we are not alone in the universe, you prove that teleportation works, and that we enter a grand new age. Tonight, on the same night every year, we honor The Lady, and all that she has done for us. Maybe, just maybe, you will see her." Biran said. The tunnels end was ahead, and beyond, many Treants moved about, appearently in preperation for something.

A platform was also moving towards them. It stopped, and set down just infront of them. A man stepped off.

"Captain Biran, Father, we thought you lost. But you return. And with a another, but wait, what is he, is he the Shadow Lord, from the moon? Did you truely go to the moon, as we thought you did? Is this the legendary brother of The Lady?" the man asked excitedly.

"Jiran, my son, calm down. I have been to the Cousin, and there I visited the World of Hoeth. This man is going to take the eight with him, and teach them how to truely use their powers." Biran said.

Biran turned to Abrasth.

"Abrasth, my son, Jiran, Captain of the Third Division of Ri-An's Army. I am Captain of the first. The Army is in place, to protect against the many monsters born of the Mana. Treants are one of them, but we have a peace agreement, several generations old. Jiran, this is Abrasth, a Wise man from a White Tower." Biran said.

"A pleasure." Jiran said.

The young mage chuckled nervously, running his hand through his thick white hair.

"Sorry...I seem to have given off a wrong impression. I'm just an apprentice mage from Kaymiril...and my sister gives me the impression that I'm very unwise indeed."

He straightened up suddenly, before making a small bow, spreading his arms out. "Gre'as'anto lu' verve dro."

He'd been so curious and excited before that he'd forgotten his manners.

"As your father said, I am Abrasth, of Kaymiril."

"The Blessing of the lady upon you, now can we get out of here, the place is positivly crawling with slyphers, and you know how they like the Lake." an impatient Young Lady said from the strange platform.

Biran chuckled.

" I apologise, for as I said, I know nothing of that sort. And, Marill, your the Sorceress, for cryin out loud. Your afraid of Slyphers?" Biran asked with a grin.

"Yeah, yeah, save it for later. i don't want our first guest to get eaten, might look bad upon us, ya know?" The young woman named Marill said.

"Ok, ok. Abrasth, after you. This is the ride I spoke of earlier. And this young Lady, is the Sorceress, High Preistess of Lady Ri-an." Biran said, waiting for Abrasth to step on the platform.

The Platform consisted of a metal plate, weilded to a biug glass box, housing odd looking machinery.

"This is a Hoverform. It feeds off the Mana in the air, and takes us anywhere. Their quite popular." Biran said.

The young mage had started at the name of the sorceress, but stepped onto the platform.

"Gre'as'anto lu' verve dro, ussta Jalil. Your name is similar to the name of our Royal House. And we have devices very similar to this."

He took a small silver cylinder from his sleeve, tapping it gently on one side. It unfolded into a medium-sized bird, which landed on his shoulder and chattered at him.

"Meet Velve." He looked around. "By the way...what is a slypher?"

"A slypher, it is the worst of the beasts. Magic does not harm it, yet it is very hard to get close with weaponry. It is very big about the size of a common dwelling house. it has six legs, two of which, it uses to fight with. It is covered in scales, with a mouth like a spider. Its scales protect it from projectiles. Fortunatly, few of them exist. Usually, the eyes of Ri-an, a Sorcerer whose power manifests strongest in space, summons a big space rock, or I do. The same as a Royal house ehh, pretty intresting. If you choose to follow on your Velve Bird, the City of Namir is an hours ride away, if you keep up with us. Otherwise, its south by south west, on the outer edge of the Treants. Can't miss it. Its Ri-an's biggest city. Other wise, hop on." Marill said. She waited for a few seconds for Abrasth to make up his mind, then she muttered a few words to the Platform, and it rose off the ground, and took off, going at a speed equeal to 60 Miles per hour.

The mage wasn't so rude as to refuse a ride offered by his hosts, and was on the hovercraft before the lady had finished speaking.

"We are trained in combat in my city...but it would be a shame to shed blood on a planet of which I have no understanding."

As they sped away, the Mana in the air twitched, and a Slypher jumped down behind them, in a pounce.

Marill sped away.

"So then, why do you think Biran ended up at your tower?" Marill asked.

"Sheer dumb luck. No offense, ussta Jalil...but your sorcerers know little of teleportation. Maybe one of them was visualizing a tall white tower, or maybe the fluctuations in fashka in and around the Tower acted as a zipper and pulled him in once your sorcerers lost him."

He looked over his shoulder at a slypher. "That reminds me of something...but what, I don't remember."

"I Think it was Mana, because I was the one Teleporting him. I was not envisioning a large white Tower, i was envisioning the smooth flat stone he was supposed to be on. However, the second I willed him to Teleport, The Mana here, well, the closest I can describe it is, Jerked violently, as though it was throwing something. The next thing we know, he's no where on Ri-an. And now here he is, with a story of a far away White Tower." Marill said.

OOC: what does Ussta Jalil mean, as well as everything else Abrasth has said? I understand its probably Drow, but, does it come with a translation, or do I guess?

"Then you must have lost control somewhere, ussta Jalil. He's lucky to have come out intact."

OOC: Gre'as'anto lu' verve dro = peace and long life, formal Kaymirilian greeting.

Ussta Jalil = My Lady. Again, formal/respectful for an obvious female authority figure.

OOC: Okay, thanks.

IC: "I don't know. Either way, I'm Glad my Father is home, safe and sound." Marill said.

"Please, we both know that the second we discovered you were chosen to be the next Sorceress, after Lord Rath Passed on, I stopped being your Father." Biran said, sternly, though pleased at the acknowledgement.

"It still doesn't change the fact that by blood, you are my Father." Marill said.

The forest of Treants beneath them was in a great hustle and bustle, getting ready for the most important celebration of the year.

Normal forests sway in the breeze, this one was stirring up a breeze.

Abrasth looked at Biran.

"Tell me, if you would please...what is your role among your people?"

"As I said earlier, I am captain of the first Division, I lead 250 men and women in battle, against the beasts that roam this planet, seeking to harm us. As captain of the first Division, I am the third highest ranking member of Ri-an's Military. Second highest is General Krill, a Mean tempered old man, and the highest ranking member, and therefore Ruler of Ri-an, is Marill, my daughter." Biran said.

They began to reach the edge of the Treants. a large city was spread out. It was surrounded almost entirely, by a glowing blue Crystal wall.

The City of Namir was waiting below.

In one Section, the section furthest south, was a bunch of houses. In another section, in the East, was a minor industrial section, with a weak commercial section intermingled with a palce made entirely out of Coral. At least, the outside was.

"Ah. You must forgive me my rudeness, then...I've little experience around people of high stature. I'm a commoner, where I come from."

"Do not apologise, how would you have known otherwise. I imagine that we would need your help, were we to go among your people." Biran said.

They sat down in the city center. a whole crowd was gathered. The adults were silent with shock at actually seeing Abrasth, the teenagers sulked at having to be there at all, preferring to be elsewhere hanging out with their friends, and the Children, almost as one, let out a chorus of wows.

Most asked their parents what Abrasth was, one child started crying, and still another asked her parents if he was a monster.


Marill cleared her throught, her voice could be heard easily.

"My brethren, Our Mother, The Lady Ri-an, Brings us a Visitor from a far away place. his name is Abrasth, let us welcome him as a Brother. an tonight, let us give thanks to The Lady, for returning Captain Biran to us alive." Marill said.

The crowd cheered.

"And now, I hope he will forgive me for, suddenly putting this upon him, but let us hear a few words, from Abrasth, our brother from far away." Marill said.

All eyes turned to Abrasth.

"Speak, you will be heard." Marill said.

The wind blew softly. It seemed even Lady Ri-an was anxious to hear his thoughts on his being here. Even the clouds pulled back to let the setting sun shine upon the city.

Oh no...what am I supposed to say?

"Gre'as'anto lu' verve dro," he began, when he remembered that they didn't speak Drow here. "Where I come from, that's a wish for peace and long life. I would like to thank your Jalil Marill as well as L' Jalil Ri-an for the warm welcome I have recieved in this your land."

He looked around.

"I don't really know what to say...I'm an apprentice mage from Kaymiril, and was glad to bring your Captain back to his homeland. I understand that your nation is new to going out and meeting other peoples, and can tell you that while most of them will give you peace for peace, others will attempt to conquer you, especially as beautiful and rich as this planet is. But these are matters for other days, and other company. Thank you for your attention, and enjoy your festival."

Phraktos d' vhid, I hope I didn't screw that up.

Most nodded thoughtfully at his words of other peoples. Then they all gave a good hearty cheer as he finished.

"Well, what more is there to say, Enjoy the festival, and don't forget the Dance of Ri-an tonight. We mustn't forget the best part of the holiday." Marill said. The Crowd gave another Cheer, and dispersed. Only a few remained. The Mana in the air swirled around them.

They were the Ri-an Sorcerers.

They moved forward as one, and gave Abrasth a formal bow.

The oldest one spoke up.

"Welcome, Abrasth of Kaymiril. I am Nalre, I am the Sorcerer of Science and Energy." Nalre said.

" I am Jale, Sorcerer of Winds and Lightning." said the sorcerer next to him.

"I am Fiera, sorceress of Fire." Said the middle aged woman next to him.

"I am Dryah, Sorcerer of Water" Said the Man next to her.

"I am Roser, Sorcerer of Ground." Said the younger gentleman next to him.

"I am Tiel, Sorceress of Healing." Said the young woman on the end.

"I am Shron, Time Sorcerer." said the young man on the other side of Nalre

" And I am Laet, Sorceress of Space." Said the young woman next to Shron.

"We are the Council of the Eight, and it is because of us, that Lady Ri-an lives." said Nalre.

"Not quite, but that's a theoligical argument for another time." Marill said.

The young man smiled nervously.

"Well, I can't claim to be familiar with your religion. I wish not to intrude upon your holiday, so if you like, I can be on my way home."

"If that is your wish." Nalre said.

"Ahh, but you must help me go to Hoeth tomorrow Abrasth, I wish to learn of the outside worlds for my people." Marill said.

"Are you sure?" Nalre asked.

"Yes." Marill said.

"But who will lead our people?" Nalre asked.

"What good is a ruling council, if it doesn't rule?" Marill asked.

But all of that seemed to be fading away.

Another voice crept into Abrasth's mind. It was as soft and as gentle as a whisper, and completly unignorable.

"Abrasth. Aaaaabrrraaaassssthhh. Come Abrasth, back to the Lake, to the center. I call you to my side. Come!" said the voice in his mind.

Everything fell into darkness, as Abrasth was teleported away.

Abrasth found himself face to face, with a woman kneeling upon what was now a giant pink flower, in the center of the lake he and Biran originally started at.

Vines and leaves were tangled in her hair. For garb, she wore a dress seemingly maid of roses, chained together, faading into a dress of leaves, seemingly woven together.

"Abrasth, This year I choose you to bear my message to my children. I am Lady Ri-an, and I ask that you help me lead those who dwell upon me into a new age. Long have I kept my children hidden, but no longer can it be so. It was I, who caused Biran to end up at the tower far away. I could feel much Magic done there, by many races. Take my Daughter Marill, and have the masters Teach her what they know. Take my Children, and wether by you, or by those you call master, lead them into the company of nations, for their own good. I too, will go, for no longer, can I return to my Planetary Body, and must needs learn a new way of living. Eventually, my Planetary body will die, and so then will my children, unless you help me, and take Marill with you, to learn. I will establish a link, between this point, and a great tree that shall grow outside hoeth, to allow for easy transport between Ri-an, and Hoeth." Lady Ri-an said. She seemed weaker than a newborn child, and yet was stronger than steel.

OOC: Last post fpr the night.

"I will bear the message...and I will help as I can...but you'd have to speak to our Valsharess or Teril d' Kestal. Where I come from, I'm no one. I don't even exist. But there are others in my nation that can help you. Others far wiser and more powerful than me."

Teji was not so easily moved as a rude chainer soon found out. he had been too late any how. Teji ofcourse moved aside as soon as he felt the pressure and turned around. He saw eldrad in the back of the courtyard. he then walked to Eldrad hoping for further training or if Eldrad was not in the mood atleast what type of mage he should look for to help him.

Chainer left the room as well, heading down to the courtyard... He saw the one from before, and the two Dark Elves, as well as a new person. Someone he had never met. He shoved Teji, forcing him to move out of his way, so he could introduce himself.
The man watch the other shoved another man out of his way as he headed toward him. Figuring the man was in a rush, he stepped out of the way so he could go on his way.

Piekrom']Teji was not so easily moved as a rude chainer soon found out. he had been too late any how. Teji ofcourse moved aside as soon as he felt the pressure and turned around. He saw eldrad in the back of the courtyard. he then walked to Eldrad hoping for further training or if Eldrad was not in the mood atleast what type of mage he should look for to help him.

Hmm... He is weak... He gives way before his betters, instead of trying to secure his own space. Do I really need to Tag him so badly as all that?

Chainer contemplated the man who would eventually become the newest addition to his Dementia Space, and waited.

Seeing the fact that he appeared to be the destination of the man, the hooded head faced the man's and gave the impression of looking him in the eyes, thought because of the way his vestments were designed, he could have been looking at almost anything else.

Seeing the fact that he appeared to be the destination of the man, the hooded head faced the man's and gave the impression of looking him in the eyes, thought because of the way his vestments were designed, he could have been looking at almost anything else.

"And what, may I ask, are YOU looking at?" Chainer put quite a bit of scorn into his voice, though to the untrained or unknowing it would seem like a simple question.

"Space." Came the reply from the man inside.

"Space." Came the reply from the man inside.

"A good answer, now do it somewhere else. Feak."

"This tower is for those who seek knowladge. As such, I do not have to go anywhere." He replied

"This tower is for those who seek knowladge. As such, I do not have to go anywhere." He replied

"You might want to go elsewhere on the grounds then, unless you want blood all over your robes."

Lady Ri-an smiled.

"Then, tell them." she said.

Everything went blinding white. Suddenly it seemed as if the whole nation was there, it was obvious they had just completed their celebration. Much time had passed in the space of a few seconds.

Marill and the Sorcerers looked at Abrasth expectently, the rest if Ri-an now veiwed him as a short term holy man. After all, not everyone got chosen to bear the lady's message.

"Speak, you will be heard." Marill said softly.

Back at the Tower
Eldrad watched as Brian and Abstrath vanished from sight, and sighed gently,It is good that he was able to return home that fast... if only I had a home to truly return to

Meanwhile, he frowned as he saw Chainer's manners... he feared he had seriously misjudged him... he was behaving erratically, being rude and discourteous. It would do to watch the situation from where he sat, and so he did. He simply sat, watching calmly.

Teji comes up on Eldrad and asks him, "Are you busy or can we continue my training?"

Eldrad looked up,"I am watching this... it seems that Chainer is not the person I percieved him to be... and that is troubling."

Lady Ri-an smiled.

"Then, tell them." she said.

Everything went blinding white. Suddenly it seemed as if the whole nation was there, it was obvious they had just completed their celebration. Much time had passed in the space of a few seconds.

Marill and the Sorcerers looked at Abrasth expectently, the rest if Ri-an now veiwed him as a short term holy man. After all, not everyone got chosen to bear the lady's message.

"Speak, you will be heard." Marill said softly.
"It is the wish of your Lady that I take the Sorceress Marill back with me to learn. You are beginning to move into a new age, one of interaction with outside peoples. She also said that she herself will come and move on with you. This planet is dying...and unless you move onward, you and your Lady will die with it."

"Come then. let us go." Marill said.

Lady Ri-an and Marill both gripped Abrasth by the arms.

"Let there be a point forever linked between Ri-an and the far tower of white where the mages dwell. Let those of Ri-an and those of hoeth come and go between these two worlds as the please." Lady Ri-an said in a voice that echoed accross the world.


A great wind stirred up. Clouds boiled and grew angry. Lightning struck the moutain tops and the water boiled and swelled upon itself.

Lady Ri-an threw arm upward, and the three of them went flying away.

Suns, planets, nebulas, even worlds passed by in an instant, swirling around them.

They landed outside the tower. Lightning struck the ground behind them, and from the spot grew a tall tree, its many branches ending in vines, and hanging down.

"And so, here we are, apprentice Abrasth. Tell me, where are these masters, those better than you, of which you speak. From whom can we learn, of the outside world?" Lady Ri-an asked abrasth, relinquishing his arm, and Marill doing the same.

The tree seemed to glow, just a little bit.

He could have easily teleported the three of them, without having been dragged through all of that.

"They wander around. What you probably want to do is locate a mage in gray, and they can take you to their master, who can get you a meeting with someone important."

"Should I, mention you, in refrence, or, what do I say?" Marill asked.

Lady Ri-an meanwhile, became a single rose, and tucked herself in behind Marill's left ear.

Abrasth shook his head.

"Just tell them you wish an audience with the Valsharess."

"Ok." Marill said.

She nodded her head politely, and then entered the tower in search of mages wearing grey.

She figured she must look odd, wearing a robe of brown, with bolts of lightning on it, running downward, from her front left, to her rear right.

Either way, it mattered not. She thought she would have been given books to read, really her favorite form of learning, but meeting someone new was always a pleasure.

Abrasth returned to the courtyard, to continue his day.

Gray-robed Drow mages appeared quite frequently, and it seemed that the longer the robes, the more important the rank.

Marill walked up to the one she saw with the longest robes, and walked beside him/her.

"Pardon, but I would like to have an audience with the Valsharess" Marill said.

The mage turned to look at her.

"The Valsharess is away on diplomatic buisness at the moment...but, if you like, I can speak to my mentor, who will speak to her mentor, who will speak to our Leader and he can interceed for you to the Minister of Foreign Affairs, or the Qu'essan."

"Ok. Might I inquire as to how long that will take?" Marill asked.

"Until they can meet with you? Up to a week."

"Ahh. Ok. In the mean while, I shall seek an insturctor here, to aid me with learning advance magic, and perfrecting my teleportation abilities." Marill said.

"You might want to go elsewhere on the grounds then, unless you want blood all over your robes."
"Oh, and you intend to bleed on me why?" The man asked, a smile evident in his voice, thought it couldn't be seen.

"Oh, and you intend to bleed on me why?" The man asked, a smile evident in his voice, thought it couldn't be seen.

"I had not intended it to be my blood, or yours, now go away... If you are too dense to get the hint now, then on your own headbe it."

"You're so very entertaining." He commented, "And much is on my head, one little thing isn't that much."

Cougar looked upwards, and raised an eyebrow,"That was odd.. he doesn't do that very often."

"I should hope not, It was quite painful" *said Fingal rubbing his head*

Eldrad looked up,"I am watching this... it seems that Chainer is not the person I percieved him to be... and that is troubling."

Well pride often brings about its own demise. I guess he should be watched though. In the mean time seeing as how this might take much of your time may I inquier as to what color robe i should look for to continue my training.

Eldrad looked up,"I am watching this... it seems that Chainer is not the person I percieved him to be... and that is troubling."

"Indeed, things are not as they seem."

Eldrad could feel the presence of Galvenor's arrival.

"I will sit here and watch with you if you wish. We might have to do some enforcement. I am only revealing my presence to you for the moment. The young student knows not that I am here.”


OOC:

I just got my internet back!!!

I will be more active again and this gives me a reason to return.

"You're so very entertaining." He commented, "And much is on my head, one little thing isn't that much."

Chainer was quickly growing tired of this fool. Too stupid to recognise the danger he was in. His eyes flashed black, his anger finally getting the better of him, and the beast he had previously Summoned returned at his call once again, followed swiftly by a thick, dense fog, it concealed everything but a small clearing in the center from the naked eye of man, and most lesser forms of divination. He found himself reluctant to use the Warp Magicks he had so recently learned from Eldrad, they were powerful, but he felt that intimidation would be safer than attack. "I told you to leave me... Now I am showing you why. Begone. NOW.

The man reached up almost as if to scratch his right eye with his right hand which still concealed by his clothes and commented, "Nice beast."

The man reached up almost as if to scratch his right eye with his right hand which still concealed by his clothes and commented, "Nice beast."

"You aggravate me, man. Begone, or meet it more closely. You have 1 minute, when that time has passed, you had best be outside the circle, or you will get a lesson in divination, reading your own entrails."

"If you want to fight me take it outside. Fondling guts is not a form of divination, just superstition." He replied

"If you want to fight me take it outside. Fondling guts is not a form of divination, just superstition." He replied

"Of course it's divination. In your entrails I can see your death..." His time was up, he was still in the circle, and the massive...thing attacked him. Even a scratch from its claws would be fatal due to poison and disease, and its breath could kill, a fact aptly demonstrated as a beam of decay shot from its mouth. Whatever it struck, so long as it had once lived, would rot away as thousands of millenia passed in an instant.

His right hand came up, shed of cloth. The six fingered hand that was garbed in a gauntlet covered in gems that were set in such a way as to give an insectish appearence. A shield interposed itself from the hand, diverting the noxious gases harmlessly to either side. "Your beast really needs a throat lozenge, or at the very least a good gargle with some high strength mouthwash." He commented as he sidestepped the beast's lunge.

His right hand came up, shed of cloth. The six fingered hand that was garbed in a gauntlet covered in gems that were set in such a way as to give an insectish appearence. A shield interposed itself from the hand, diverting the noxious gases harmlessly to either side. "Your beast really needs a throat lozenge, or at the very least a good gargle with some high strength mouthwash." He commented as he sidestepped the beast's lunge.

"You are not nearly so funny as you think yourself. Perhaps exchanging your robes for motley would help."

The Beast gave him no chance to run, there was no escape. The beam of decay lashed out again, striking for the weakling again.

Chaners eyes flashed black again, summoning a different beast to his aid, taller than the last, and similar to the first only in being humanoid. It was followed by a second similar creature, and then a third, they were almost like massive Snake Men, but they had barbed tentacles for arms, and massive blades of bone jutted from another set of tentacles on their backs. They were numerous enough and powerful enough that they would not be stopped by this aggravating person...

Piekrom']Well pride often brings about its own demise. I guess he should be watched though. In the mean time seeing as how this might take much of your time may I inquier as to what color robe i should look for to continue my training.

"That would depend on what area you wish to specialise in."

~snip~
I do not understand why he is doing this... the other man gave no indication that he wished for battle... Chainer started completley at random.

"Motley clashes with the rest of me." He commented as he again diverted the stream of noxious gas, this time turning it on the newly arrived creatures. It was not his style to attack an opponent, but to let them destroy themselves.

"Motley clashes with the rest of me." He commented as he again diverted the stream of noxious gas, this time turning it on the newly arrived creatures. It was not his style to attack an opponent, but to let them destroy themselves.

The beasts were totally unaffected. Shadow and Substance had nothing to rot away. Now they closed with the aggravating man. They reached for him, each attacking randomly with their tentacles, or, in the first beasts case, its claws. Chainer himself twirled the "belt" he had surreptitiously removed from his waist. It was significantly longer than it may have appeared at fist thought, being many fett long, and getting longer with every twirl...

Marill couldn't keep from asking anymore.

"Are battles a necessary part of learning here, because I must profess, I've never actually battled anything with a high degree of intelligence. if it is not part of learning, then why do those two battle? speaking of learning, where might I find a teacher versed in all areas of magick, and not just one particular element? Does such a teacher exist?" Marill asked.

Marill couldn't keep from asking anymore.

"Are battles a necessary part of learning here, because I must profess, I've never actually battled anything with a high degree of intelligence. if it is not part of learning, then why do those two battle? speaking of learning, where might I find a teacher versed in all areas of magick, and not just one particular element? Does such a teacher exist?" Marill asked.

OOC: They're rather hidden within an extremely thick and dense fog. You could comment on the "WTF???" Fog, but the battle is effectively invisible.

OOC: Her comment was not from the current status of the battle, but from before hand, when you and Theao were simply arguing. If she had been able to see through the fog, she would have first asked what those creatures are, and where they came from. Because you two were arguing, it is not hard to guess that you two are currently fighting inside that fog bank, I have been trying to think of a way to leave the conversation with Kay's mage politely all day, since it is obviously at an end. and thirdly, no Ri-an has a concept of arguing. it is either fighting, or it is peaceful talking. Her question is from a cultural point of veiw.

I do not wish to pretend to do that which is impossible, even with magick, and I hope you will forgive me this, this time.

Also, what is the warp?

OOC: ok. 40K? as in Warhammer 40,000? never played it. heard it was devilishly good fun though. anyways, back to roleplaying.

IC: tired of hanging around Marill's ear, Lady Ri-an went back to her humanoid form. she was still in her dress of roses. she wanderd around the library, taking note of all the diffrent styles of dress, and the odd fog bank.

Marill couldn't keep from asking anymore.

"Are battles a necessary part of learning here, because I must profess, I've never actually battled anything with a high degree of intelligence. if it is not part of learning, then why do those two battle? speaking of learning, where might I find a teacher versed in all areas of magick, and not just one particular element? Does such a teacher exist?" Marill asked.
"I'm afraid that Kaymirilian mages tend to specialize in their elements. My class heals, the Red-class manipulates fire; the Blue, water. There are seven main classes of Kaymirilian mage here, and you might find two or three students from other, less common classes. I know that Ishrem has a pupil or two...he's a Rune Master. But nothing all-encompassing."

Abrasth and his sister were unknown to the Kaymirilian mages.

Meanwhile, Miirateel had been watching his "battle." It was kind of pointless. One was overly agressive and arrogant, the other was overly cocky and prissy.

Let them destroy each the other.

The beasts were totally unaffected. Shadow and Substance had nothing to rot away. Now they closed with the aggravating man. They reached for him, each attacking randomly with their tentacles, or, in the first beasts case, its claws. Chainer himself twirled the "belt" he had surreptitiously removed from his waist. It was significantly longer than it may have appeared at fist thought, being many fett long, and getting longer with every twirl...
He chuckled, as he extended the shield to cover his body. When the tentacles hit the shield, it flourenced and they were sent off on random tangents, including back at themselves or toward the other creatures.

"Healing, Ri-an lacks much knowledge of medicine, to that end, if you cannot teach me, than perhaps you could help me find a teacher." Marill said.

He chuckled, as he extended the shield to cover his body. When the tentacles hit the shield, it flourenced and they were sent off on random tangents, including back at themselves or toward the other creatures.

The tentacles recovered quickly, and renewed their attack, not letting up, while the first beast used its horns and bladed arms. Chainer was remaining out of this fight, but his chain had already reached a good length for swinging, and now blades and spkies were sprouting from it erratically...

"Healing, Ri-an lacks much knowledge of medicine, to that end, if you cannot teach me, than perhaps you could help me find a teacher." Marill said.
"I was going to find my superior so that we might begin helping you on a political front, but my son should be able to help you. Last I heard of him, he was in the Third Courtyard. See that arch? Go through there, and it'll be the third open area you see. His name is Resven, at least for the next few months...he's all but grown."

"Your beasts are persistant, aren't they?" He asked

Lady Ri-an walked back over.

"she will learn. That which I say, Ri-an follows, though i do not claim the title of leader. I will go with you to set up this political front. This way, we can accomplish both." Lady Ri-an said.

"Its true, Lady Ri-an does hold us all in her sway. If anyone had the right to speak for us all, it would be her." Marill said.

Marill headed off to the courtyard.

"It occurs to me, that we have never truely learned your name. I am Lady Ri-an, the spirit of the world of Ri-an. That was Marill, the sorceress of Ri-an." Lady Ri-an said.

Lady Ri-an walked back over.

"she will learn. That which I say, Ri-an follows, though i do not claim the title of leader. I will go with you to set up this political front. This way, we can accomplish both." Lady Ri-an said.

"Its true, Lady Ri-an does hold us all in her sway. If anyone had the right to speak for us all, it would be her." Marill said.

Marill headed off to the courtyard.

"It occurs to me, that we have never truely learned your name. I am Lady Ri-an, the spirit of the world of Ri-an. That was Marill, the sorceress of Ri-an." Lady Ri-an said.
"I am Bet'ar, Healer of the Third Order. It is Mith, though, that you wish to speak with...and he is currently in Kaymiril."

"It is a pleasure to meet you. Let us then go, to this land of Kaymiril, that you speak of. I have nothing keeping me here." Lady Ri-an said.

Marill meanwhile, made her way out to the third courtyard, and negan inquiring as to which mage Resven was.

"Your beasts are persistant, aren't they?" He asked

"Of course..."

They kept up the attack as Chainer nonchalantly added a censer onto the end of his chain, and lit a tab of incense, as he began to swing the chain, filling the area with a bizarre scent... He finally sung the oddly enchanted chain at the enemy, bringing its blades to bear... It was oddly enchanted, because it exuded an aura of null-magick, making it deadly against mages, and spells...

"It is a pleasure to meet you. Let us then go, to this land of Kaymiril, that you speak of. I have nothing keeping me here." Lady Ri-an said.

Marill meanwhile, made her way out to the third courtyard, and began inquiring as to which mage Resven was.
He was the only mage in the courtyard with Gray Robes on, a Healer of the Sixth Order. He was watching a sparring match between a young Hydromancer and an equally young Aeromancer.

Marill walked up to him.

"Resven? I was wondering, if you could help me, learn more of the powers of healing." Marill said.

He nodded, barely looking at her.

"We can start as soon as these two wear themselves out...forgive me, but children are prone to injuring themselves while training."

"Haha, I know what you mean. though, I've little experience dealing with children with magic." Marill said.

"At times, I think we have too many. But those that aren't at least moderately trained that have sufficient talent run the risk of discovering magick and injuring themselves and others with their lack of control."

"True, True. Allow me to introduce myself, I am the sorceress of Ri-an, my name is Marill. probably the only reason I have so little experience, is because there are only eight others like me in Ri-an. Power is a gift and a rarity in my homeland." Marill said.

"Of course..."

They kept up the attack as Chainer nonchalantly added a censer onto the end of his chain, and lit a tab of incense, as he began to swing the chain, filling the area with a bizarre scent... He finally sung the oddly enchanted chain at the enemy, bringing its blades to bear... It was oddly enchanted, because it exuded an aura of null-magick, making it deadly against mages, and spells...
"When are you going to get bored of this?" He asked as the tentacles of the beast just kept bouncing onto and off of the shield, again and again.

Meanwhile, the chain began coming closer to the shield. Hitting the edge, it passed throught it, and as it passed, the shield closed up around the chain. As he watched the chain, he began stepping to the side to avoid it.

Resven turned his head to look at her for the first time.

"Marill? Interesting...Our Royal House is called Maril...but it is a family name, not an individual name."

He turned back toward the sparring children.

"But you only have nine mages in your population? That is interesting."

"When are you going to get bored of this?" He asked as the tentacles of the beast just kept bouncing onto and off of the shield, again and again.

Meanwhile, the chain began coming closer to the shield. Hitting the edge, it passed throught it, and as it passed, the shield closed up around the chain. As it passed by on the next pass, the gauntleted and six fingered hand snapped out to grab the chain where it was un-bladed.

The chain halted, for a moment, then it continued to play out, whipping towards his arm in an attempt to wrap around it like an iron constrictor...

"At the last census count, there were 5 million humans, 3 million Teants, and one million mana born monsters. Well, Treants are technically mana born as well, but of all the Mana born, they are the most intelligent, at least as near as we can determine. we are a small nation. Marill is a common first name where I come from. we spell it M, A, R, I, L, L, it is intresting, that so far apart, one can find the same name. perhaps i have a twin out their somewhere as well." Marill said.

"At the last census count, there were 5 million humans, 3 million Teants, and one million mana born monsters. Well, Treants are technically mana born as well, but of all the Mana born, they are the most intelligent, at least as near as we can determine. we are a small nation. Marill is a common first name where I come from. we spell it M, A, R, I, L, L, it is intresting, that so far apart, one can find the same name. perhaps i have a twin out their somewhere as well." Marill said.
"Why do you not know whether or not you have a twin?"

OOC: You posted with him catching the chain first. Then, AFTER he'd made his post, you changed yours, in reaction to what happened.

This is cheating. You can't take back something simply because you don't like the result. It isn't good rp, and it isn't respectible.

Get a spine, get a brain, wimp.
ooc: I know that taking something back is cheating. We were talking in MSN, he pointed out the error in my assumptions(That he was using it whip-like rather than swinging it). Prior to my knowladge that MM had posted, I edited my post to conform to the information I'd received in IM.

"Why do you not know whether or not you have a twin?"
"Well, I wasn't born with one, as far as I know. my father was an honest man, and my mother, well, I never knew my mother so, I hope she was honest. Its just that someone once had the theory, that if even three other stars in the universe held life, and that if we resembled them, or, they resembled us, that each and every one of us had a twin look-a-like. Since we share the same general form, with minor diffrences that can be attributed to species, it is possible, that maybe somewhere in Kaymiril, I have a twin, or maybe elsewhere." Marill said.

The chain halted, for a moment, then it continued to play out, whipping towards his arm in an attempt to wrap around it like an iron constrictor...
"What'll it take for you to stop bothering me? He asked as he tried to catch the head of the chain in the gauntleted hand.

"Well, I wasn't born with one, as far as I know. my father was an honest man, and my mother, well, I never knew my mother so, I hope she was honest. Its just that someone once had the theory, that if even three other stars in the universe held life, and that if we resembled them, or, they resembled us, that each and every one of us had a twin look-a-like. Since we share the same general form, with minor diffrences that can be attributed to species, it is possible, that maybe somewhere in Kaymiril, I have a twin, or maybe elsewhere." Marill said.
"Ah...a look alike. You find that in populations that are high enough. My mother saw an Aeromancer about my age some decades back, and asked him what he was doing out of his Healers Robes. It happens."

"heh, I hope they had a good laugh over it. Some decades, are all mages long lived, or are all drow long lived?" Marill asked.

"heh, I hope they had a good laugh over it. Some decades, are all mages long lived, or are all drow long lived?" Marill asked.
"Some families live only a few hundred years, others may live up to a thousand. It all depends, really."
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Mithdelmar was busy, but Ri-an's guide led her through it deftly, eventually leaving her in the care of another, higher-ranking mage, who, after some time, led her to an office.

"Mith will be in to see you when he is finished with his latest surgery. Would you like anything, in the meanwhile?"

"What'll it take for you to stop bothering me? He asked as he tried to catch the head of the chain in the gauntleted hand.

The Chain was snagged, and it moved like lightning. Wreapping it self around his wrist and beginning to act like a chainsaw, directed at the wrist and armor of the man who had been foolish enough to sieze it...

"Are you prepared to leave me be now? Or must I remove your hand?"

"I have nothing against leaving you alone." He replied as the chain began sending off massive amounts of sparks, but with no visible effect on the gauntlet.

"I have nothing against leaving you alone." He replied as the chain began sending off massive amounts of sparks, but with no visible effect on the gauntlet.

"Then just turn away, when you do, the blades will stop."

The Blades were actually becoming shgarper as they spun, soon they would be a true monomolecular edge, capable of slicing through Terran ACs, this simple hand would be no contest.

"Some families live only a few hundred years, others may live up to a thousand. It all depends, really."
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Mithdelmar was busy, but Ri-an's guide led her through it deftly, eventually leaving her in the care of another, higher-ranking mage, who, after some time, led her to an office.

"Mith will be in to see you when he is finished with his latest surgery. Would you like anything, in the meanwhile?"

"Intresting. Most Ri-ans live an average of one hundred years. Every Ri-an sorcerer has lived exactly five hundred years, from birth to death, no more, no less. In fact Nelre, the Sorcerer of Scientific magic, has exactly 5 days left to live. He will die, on his birthday, at 6:53 P.M." Marill said.

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"I am fine, thank you." Lady Ri-an said.

She looked at her dress.

"Is there perhaps a skilled dress maker I could call upon later? I fear I must retire this one. The roses are beginning to develop seeds, others start to wilt." Lady Ri-an said.

"And what are the odds you won't attack me in the back when I do?" He asked as the blades just continued to send showers of sparks off the gauntlet.

"Intresting. Most Ri-ans live an average of one hundred years. Every Ri-an sorcerer has lived exactly five hundred years, from birth to death, no more, no less. In fact Nelre, the Sorcerer of Scientific magic, has exactly 5 days left to live. He will die, on his birthday, at 6:53 P.M." Marill said.

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"I am fine, thank you." Lady Ri-an said.

She looked at her dress.

"Is there perhaps a skilled dress maker I could call upon later? I fear I must retire this one. The roses are beginning to develop seeds, others start to wilt." Lady Ri-an said.
"That is interesting...and is his Chosen ready to take his place?"

The Chosen was a mage's top apprentice...specifically, the one chosen to succeed the Master after his or her death.
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"There are many in the city...this is the largest one in Kaymiril...you can find most things here."

“I had hoped they would come to their senses before I had to do something but I see that is impossible. Oh well, I did give them a chance. Please excuse me, work to do and heads to beat.”

Eldrad felt his presence leave him.

Suddenly everything around the two combatants stopped. All magic suddenly failed as if it did not exist. Even the null magic of the chain device faltered.

“How dare you sully the halls of the White Tower with your petty hormonic arguments? Everyone knows the rules when they applied to enter these walls. I find your two behaviors completely disrespectful and I will not permit it to happen in these walls.”

A sphere of energy sprung into existence around the two combatants. The spheres floated into the air. Galvenor faded into view standing between them. His face was so full of anger that it would make even a Demon Lord hesitate. His eyes were cold. They exhibited none of the kindness nor caring that usually resided within, instead they were cold black endless pits of dread. Any who looked in them too long found them experiencing fear for their very soul.

“Your idiotic actions are endangering the lives of my students. Your thoughtlessness is disturbing classes. You are pissing me off.”

Galvenor looked at each of them before continuing.

"I have every right to not only throw you out of the school, but I could even toss you off the world, leaving you powerless wandering somewhere lost. This will accomplish nothing for you two would eventually find each other and endanger someone else with your barely controlled emotions.”

Galvenor paused for a moment.

“As Master of the White Tower, I sentence both of you to enter the Arena. One of you will not leave and the other will be forever banished from returning. This is to be carried out immediately.”

Suddenly the two spheres and Galvenor disappeared. Several students rushed to the Arena to see what was happening. They could see Galvenor standing in the center of the Arena and the two ex-students at their appropriate ends, still contained in their prisons.

“You will either fight to the death, with the survivor being banished by my hand, or you will stop this stupidity. The choice is yours.”

Galvenor vanished and reappeared in the stands behind the Anti-Magic barriers. The spheres disappeared, dumping their occupants unceremoniously upon the Arena floor.

“Make your decision now.”



OOC:

Same rules as before. The Arena is protected by Anti-Magic barriers erected by BelDragos, The Elder God of Magic. Nothing you do will carry through. You will need to walk out of the Arena if you wish to leave. Galvenor ported out because he is not only considered a High Priest of Beldragos, but he is also the Master of the White Tower.

The standard rules for duel are dismissed, so the battle you wanted is a no holds barred, other than nothing goes through the barriers. The floor is also protected as well as the area above the Arena.

You are being given one last chance to avoid the battle. If you settle your differences before the fight starts, then you will both be allowed to leave, otherwise it is to the death with the winner being banished.

"Chosen? Ahh, yes, his successor. Nelre, is the last of his type, unless Lady Ri-an has hidden a successor elsewhere." Marill said with a note of regret.
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"Good. Then perhaps Mith will have someone escort me to one later." Ri-an said.

"If those are my options, then my choice is to stop." The man replied, "I also apologise for my irresponsible actions."

"Chosen? Ahh, yes, his successor. Nelre, is the last of his type, unless Lady Ri-an has hidden a successor elsewhere." Marill said with a note of regret.
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"Good. Then perhaps Mith will have someone escort me to one later." Ri-an said.
"Well...Science is hardly magick...although the two can be combined, in some instances. But it's a risky thing, putting a raw mage into a position of power, especially when he or she has no idea what is supposed to be done, or how the power is supposed to be controlled."
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The mage nodded, leaving Ri-an to her own devices for the time being.

OOC: w00t! Way to lay down the law, Bal!

"Ahh, but we are not truely ever alone. The lady, she speaks to us, protects us, clothes us, feeds us, gives us water. We are as dependant on her, as she is on us. It is her that chooses all Sorcerers of Ri-an, it is her that teaches us, gives us training. It probably seems strange to you, because you have grown up with a diffrent method. But it seems strange to me, to have great numbers of mages, and training them all from birth. Then again, who knows where we would have been, in another 1,000 years." Marill said.
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Ri-an sat there. she was used to being alone. She reached out with her mind,to see if Kaymiril had a spirit like her, to see if she was the only one of her kind, other than him, or if indeed, every planet had a guardian spirit.

OOC: Good night. I hope to meet more people IC tomorrow.

"If those are my options, then my choice is to stop." The man replied, "I also apologise for my irresponsible actions."

OOC: And her I thought Chainer'd get the chance to show off some of his truly nasty nightmares... And kill something.

IC:

Chainer nonchalantly twirled his chain... His nightmares were his stock in trade, and his greatest fears were his weapons. Those eyes held no terror for him... "If he is willing to leave me be, I will not kill him. If he persists in annoying me, then we may be forced to return here, and you will be forced to clean up the smear that remains when I am finished."

"Then you will feel the effects of BelDragos' Metamagical Scourge right before I banish you. Let it rest or there will be more than a single smear to clean up."

Galvenor looked down at the person standing defiantly before him.

"A word or advice, know what you are addressing when you speak. Your ignorance will be your own undoing.”

Galvenor let his words sink in for a few seconds.

“You can go. Remember Chainer, even nightmares can have nightmares. Be careful what you look for because one day you will find it staring back.”

The man nodded his assent, and then proceeded to aproach the one who'd claimed to be the Master of White Tower. "Sir, who might I talk to if I wished to find a teacher?" He asked

Loki had heard and felt the commotion as he walked through the tower in search of a teacher. He was quite curious as to what was causing it and what would happen next, so he proceeded to find the origin of the disruption.

However, when he arrived both participants had been cooling down, apparently frightened into submission by one of the more powerful occupants of the Tower. Seeing that many had gathered to witness the spectacle, including many instructors, Loki went about searching for his next teacher.

"Excuse me," he said politely to one of the teachers he saw, "I was wondering if you would be able to teach me some of what you know... that is if you have the time and patience."

OOC: Whichever of you wants to be the teacher Loki approached is fine.

OOC: Requesting permission to join in using one of my 'witch' (best word to describe her) characters.

OOC: Requesting permission to join in using one of my 'witch' (best word to describe her) characters.

OOC: You don't need permission to join; it's pretty open. Just make an OP with your character appearing at the Tower.

OOC: You don't need permission to join; it's pretty open. Just make an OP with your character appearing at the Tower.

OOC: Just wanted to make sure as I'm FT. I'll start working up my intro post for this thread as soon as I can.

OOC: Just wanted to make sure as I'm FT. I'll start working up my intro post for this thread as soon as I can.
ooc: Balrogga and Snake Eaters are both FTers as well.

ooc: Balrogga and Snake Eaters are both FTers as well.

OOC: I had forgotten that they were a part of this RP when I made the above post. Remembered afterwards. Now, lets stop the OOC clutter.

"wow" *fingal said as he watched the fight between Chainer and the new comer*

Waving his hands in a broad gesture Galvenor indicated the crowd of both students and instructors who had gathered to witness the event.

"If you want to be instructed in the ways of Power, you must first convince one of these instructors you are worth their time. Today was a prime example of how not to go about that. Good luck."

Galvenor faded from view and reappeared next to Eldrad.

The man nodded his assent, and headed into the crowd, looking for one who was an instructor.

[QUOTE=Snake Eaters]"That would depend on what area you wish to specialise in."[QUOTE]

Well as we discovered in my privious lessons so far i can only use spirit which does life and death any anything involved with the spirit world. so who should i look for.

OOC: Worked out my grand entrance. Yes, I'm in the mood to put on a show. Does the tower have a parking lot?

IC: The S.S. Freedom's Ransom (http://www.ussmiranda.com/images/ships/sabrewolf1.jpg), a Sabrewolf class escort owned and commanded by Isaac McFly, a distant cousin of the SeaQuestian Emperor, emerged from a Hyperspace Jump Point in orbit of the planet on which the famed White Tower was located. The ship eased into the planet's atmosphere and began heading ground-ward.

The plasma created from atmospheric entry blazed off the sparkling bubble of the ship's shields. By the time the Freedom's Ransom had broken through the cloud layer, the plasma flames had already died out.

The ship came swooping over the landscape on an approach vector towards the Tower Of Hoeth (OOC: According to the first post in the thread, that's the actual name of the White Tower). She extended her landing struts and set down in a field just large enough for her a few minutes walk down the road from the Tower. A section of the ship's ventral area slid open and a ramp descended to the ground.

OOC: Character intro in next post, when I'm more awake.