The Kethencian College of Magic RP (Part 3)

[Philote]

"Um...That was not what I had planned at all sir" Zauber responds as he gazes down on his mage tool, reflecting on the strange sensation that had washed over him right before the spell had been cast.

[Ericus Europaeus (Bug)]

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[Marvelous Miscreant]

Eventually a figure enter the area below Eric.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Well....hey listen, don't worry about it, your mage tools power will come to you eventually and you'll be able to use it flawlessly. In the meantime...you wanna learn something cool?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"We''ll be learning a simple technique that will allow you to draw a spirit or soul back into its original body so as to question it. I have a few cadavers here that we will be practicing on."

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

Billy had heard about this. It was a special technique used in police work. A murderer had to be very clever to keep a corpse from testifying against him.

Of course, what they had to do was often Desecration of a Body, which was it's own hanging offense.

Billy stood up and walked among the various bodies with his classmates, looking the over.

(What sort of bodies are there?)

[Philote]

Something in Zane's voice draws Zauber's attention. "Something cool like what.....?" Zauber asks, his intrigue clear in his voice.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Laid out neatly and respectfully on several metal examining tables were the bodies of several creatures and races. A goblin, several thorn fairies, an female elf, a young male human, a strange spiky creature and a group of plantlike beings. Each wore appropriate clothing of simple white.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"A little trick I learned from sneaking into classes from other schools of magic. Elemental Wards...." Zane flashes a sly smile.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

How old were they? he wondered. Walking among the dead, he came upon the human. Well, this was his first time doing this, he may as well start with what he knew.

He laid his hands on the boys head, and began to murmur. To anyone looking, he might have been giving the boy last rights.

"Spirit, a humble servant asks for an audience with you."

Their is a burst of little bubbles, black as nothing and just a fragile. Some make their way into the mans mouth or up his nose, while two float up and seem to struggle into his tear ducts. Billy backs away some, and watches the body.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

The face twitched. Then twitched again. Suddenly the mouth snapped open and the eyes opened. The eyes darted back and forth in a confused manner. the mouth coughed then managed to form words.

"I....where....what?"

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"Please calm down, calm down" Billy says, like a parent trying to shush a child who has just woken from a nightmare. "My name is Billy Bishop, it's a pleasure to meet you. What's your name?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"My name.....it's....it's.......David. I.....where am I?"

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

Oh no, he was going to have to tell the poor boy. He decided to introduce it gradually.

"Alright, Mr. David. Now, promise you won't freak out about this. This is the death wing, Mr. David. I'm a necromancer."

He pauses to let the implication sink in. Better he makes the realization himself.

"I'm so sorry."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"If you're......and this is......then I must be........oh.......I............" the man stares off at the ceiling for awhile. ".....it makes sense I guess......all that time. What can I....or rather what do you need me for?"

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"Oh, I'm just being taught how to do this, I don't need anything. Is there anything I can do for you, any last wishes to convey or burial preferences? I would insure that they were carried out, of course."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"You would......do that? For me?" The man's face softens and he seems almost on the verge of tears.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"I'm duty bound to, sir. There is no other way for a proper necromancer to act, and no higher honor for the living than service to the dead."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"T-thank you......could you....could you see to it that I am buried here....at the College. I would very much like that."

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"I will indeed sir. Thank you for your time. You may rest again."

Billy pulls himself back, and the man closes his eyes and is still. Bubbles rise from him, and pop one by one.

"Professor," Billy asks, solemnly "Who was this man? And have his next of kin been contacted?"