The Kethencian College of Magic RP

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"We will start with a small bolt of lightning, summoned from the hands. This requires the use of your mana as fuel. Try it now by gathering your mana an releasing it."

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Wulf looked at his hands, and thought excitedly about the potential.

He rubbed his hands together, said a nervous Celadonian oath to the storm gods, and then closed his eyes.

He imagined the potential he had. Raising storms. Casting thunderbolts like his patron deities. Unleashing the bark of thunder to terrorize foes.

Even now the powerful comfort of a rolling thundercloud bellowed in his mind. There were scattered lightning strikes in his mindscape. Winds whipped up, and the sky darkened.

"Very good!" The wizened weather wizard tented her fingers together, and Wulf opened his eyes.

There in his hand, a glowing ball of electricity. He raised it, examining it curiously, and as soon as it was pointed in the right direction, the electricity leaped from his hand as a snake-like arc. The others watched in amazement. His capability seemed so...effortless.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Well, done young man.  You have succeeded in your first lesson. You may be excused from class if you so choose. As for the rest of you. Get to it!"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

The cherry bombs fizzle out and become lifeless stone.

"Ahh, Master Ashgrove. How are you this fine day? Not getting into trouble I hope." The headmaster remarks.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"That's great buddy. Take a seat. We were just about to talk to Old Jack."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"As you all may know. Heat is just another aspect of fire magic. It is a cruder and simplier aspect. If learn to control it you can protect yourself from burns. I learned to protect myself by running a thin coat of mana across my skin. If done correctly. This can protect you from burning yourself. Be warned though. It won't protect you from magical flames, only normal ones and the ones you create."

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

Asoka concentrates on her mana and as she does she has it flow over her skin in as thin of a layer as she can.

Asoka: "Is this good, Yuka-senpai?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Let's find out." Yuka tosses a small ball at Asoka's feet. It bursts into flames, setting fire to the floor around it.

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

Asoka winces a little then makes her barrier a little bit thicker until the pain fades away.

Asoka: "It was a little too thin at first Yuka-senpai then I strengthened it until it was good enough."

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Good, keep practicing on your own time"

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

Asoka: "Is there anything else that we will be doing today?"

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Not really. These lessons are really more of a supplement for your real classes. Have fun with the rest of your day. Oh, and dinner's in an hour or so."

[Tsubasa & Wen Tien]

Asoka: "Thank you, Yuka-senpai."

She hugs him quickly in thanks then walks back to her room and takes up her wooden katana again to practice and meditate more.

[The Junkyard Cat]

Heading to the class room the teacher had directed him to he opened the door slowly and asked "Am I too late for the class?"

[Ericus Europaeus (Bug)]

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[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Alright then, have a good day." The Headmaster continues his stroll, whistling happily.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"No, you are not. Take a seat." The teacher announces sternly.

[Gentleman Vaultboy]

"Old Jack." Billy says to himself. The man in the sarcophagus. Billy takes the closest seat available, burning with anticipation.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Bones approaches the gold coffin and places a small charm on its lid. The charm glows briefly then dissolves into the coffin. Suddenly a thud is heard from inside the coffin, followed by muffled grunts. The heavy coffin lid slowly slides off and clatters heavily on the floor. A thin skeleton slowly rises from the coffin. A tie-dye t-shirt hangs loosely on its boney frame.

*cough cough*

"Greetings young stu-", Old Jack begins, but suddenly notices his shirt, “Who, put this on me?"

A trio of student bursts on laughing at the back of the room.

"It’s a good look for you Jack!” one of the boys calls out jokingly.

"Bah, you know nothing of fashion", Jack replied, "Now, I suppose I get to meet the new students today."

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Wulf leaves with a sigh of exultation.

Maybe this stuff won't be so hard to learn after all.

Now to go cloud watching.