The Kethencian College of Magic RP (Part 2)

[Marvelous Miscreant]

As Billy roamed the halls another student suddennly sprinted past him. The student was a strange fellow. He seemed to be made entirely of wood with a wooden mask for a face. As he raced down the hall he held up a small trinket and cried in a hollow voice, "My Mage Tool, I found it! I found my Mage tool!"

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

In the tundra of fatigue that made up Billy, the cinders of interest flared up. He turned around.

"Excuse- *Cough* *Cough*" his throat was still sore from last night. He should be careful, wouldn't want to lose it. He cleared his throat and continued, quieter. "Excuse me, you say you found your tool? Tell me, how did you know?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

The wooden student smiled at Billy, or maybe that was just the mask. "It spoke to me! Well, it didn't so much speak as it conveyed thoughts. Well, it didn't really do that either. It was like a feeling, an emotion. I just knew that it was and what it thought."

the wooden student gazed excitedly at the trinket in his hand and let out a strange gleeful laugh.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"So, do you know what it does?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Er...well no, but I'm sure it's cool! It will tell me when It wants to.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"Understandable. So, what is it?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

The student holds up his tool in a wooden hand. It is a small glass vial on a slender chain. Inside of the vial is a small seed.

"Isn't it beautiful?" The student asked in a dreamy voice as he gazed at it.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"Yes, yes it is. Uh, pardon my asking but are you all right? You don't sound well. Something about your voice."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"I'm fine, my voice just sounds strange cause I don't have vocal cords. See?" the student lifts up his mask to reveal a hollow space behind it. A cloud of glowing green fog danced about inside his wooden head and vibrated as he spoke.

"That's just the way my species is."

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

Well, fatigue gone. The stars were back in his eyes.

"That's amazing, how does that work? Are you an automaton, or some sort of spirit being?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Im a guilden. Very closely related to tree spirits. What about you, there are so many human-like species I'd hate to simply assume..."

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"Oh no, human. And my friend here is... Gob, did you ever say exactly what you were?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Yes, a guilden. It's a strange name for creatures such as us, but it works."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

 A young student with purple streaked hair approaches Wulf with a wide grin.

"Hey, Hey...you're Wulf right?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

As Zauber investigated the school two students began to trail him. One was a thin half elf in a leather jacket. His companion was a large stony golem wearing a very tight t-shirt. The two followed Zauber in a way that signaled they were up to no good. They waited until few students were around before they confronted him.

"Oi, loser! Where do ya think you're goin'?" The half elf called out menacingly.

[Philote]

Zauber took his hand off his necklace, stopping his storing of mana.

He turned around and looked at the two students behind him. "Who are you two supposed to be?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"I'm Lennon" the half elf announces smuggly as he jerks his thumb back towrds himself, "and this 'ere is Lug. We're your worst nightmare. Now hand over any cash ya got and we'll be on our merry way. Unless you'd like Lug 'ere to smash your brains to mush."

Lug punched a ham sized fist into his open palm to emphasize Lennon' s threat. Lennon simply hooked his thumbs into his coat pockets and smiled smugly at Zauber.

[Zaleramancer]

"Thank you sister for appearing on such short notice."

Tiberius lay on the bed of his very tidy room with a feminine looking automaton leaning over him. All around him are tools and pieces of metal.

"It is no problem, Brother. I am more than happy to assist my younger brother when requested." She murmured as she lifted a piece of scrap metal and compared it to the arm and chest plates that Tiberius would have to replace.

"Though I am surprised you would allow yourself to be damaged so severely. Though a fall such as the one you took would be harmful." She continued in an slightly rebukeful tone.

"Thank you Aria. I have no doubt that you will be able to repair me. You are the best of our family in this type of restoration."

Aira nodded, and continued to examine a cog and another mechanical part.

"I will order another voice-box for you. It will arrive in a few days, so please do not attempt to further change your current one. I have repaired you to the best of my ability, but replacement parts will not arrive until later this week. You may walk, but I must stress that you do not attempt to move any objects of weight or accelerate suddenly."

"<font=1>Thank you, Sister. I shall await the parts patiently."

His sister nodded and began gathering tools and cogs from the bed. As she stood to leave, Aira said a few final words.

"I am glad to see that you enjoy your stay at this school, despite the damage you have suffered. I will attempt to visit you more often."

Tiberius smiled slightly, metallic plates creaking as he did. The siblings exchanged their good byes and Tiberius leaned back into his bed to rest.

He would attempt to wander later.

[Philote]

"I'm afraid I don't have any cash, you will have to take your business elsewhere" Zauber lied "I'm just a student."

He was low on mana and sore from his adventures in the forbidden section, he did not want to deal with these two right then.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Oh well that's too bad," Lennon sneered with false concern, "cause as upperclassmen we demand payment and if you ain't got no cold hard cash then you'll just have to pay some other way."

Lug cracks his knuckles and leers down at Zauber. Lennon chuckles darkly. "So what's it gonna be duckie? Your money or your bones?"