Ashani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Registered: Nov 8, 2015 12:38:13 GMT -8
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Post by Ashani on Jan 25, 2016 14:03:42 GMT -8
She noted the fangs. Ashani was quick on minor details, though equivalently tactful. She'd choose not to say anything of it.
"You any good with that sword? Or did you just set off on your own without any preparation?"
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339 
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Jan 25, 2016 14:12:07 GMT -8
Roy nods.
"I'm ok with it now. Not great, but not terrible, either. I didn't know how to use it at first, but I learned from a weird deer guy in exchange for chocolate. Long story. Hey..."
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a bar of fine dark chocolate, wrapped in paper and foil.
"Speaking of chocolate, do you want some? I have lots. My uncle makes it. He has a shop in Isra, and he sends it to me all the time. Try it, it's good."
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Ashani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Registered: Nov 8, 2015 12:38:13 GMT -8
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Post by Ashani on Jan 25, 2016 14:27:59 GMT -8
"Chocolate? Definitely getting more popular here. I've always wanted to try some."
She snaps off a nicely sized piece. Chocolate was a commodity she hadn't had since visiting a shop for exotic Sakandian exports in Stonevale.
"Thanks you."
She took a bite. It was semi-sweet and rich with earthen notes of a very familiar flavor, and enticed the senses in an energetic way.
"It's very good. Your uncle makes chocolate?"
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Jan 25, 2016 14:41:05 GMT -8
Roy nods.
"He's the best at what he does. I think he used to be a dragonslayer, but he's a candy maker now. He makes all sorts of sweets, but chocolate is his favorite. That and fudge."
He takes a piece himself. Chocolate is one of the few luxuries he has, mostly because he gets it for free.
"If you're ever in Isra, you should visit his shop. It's called Fletcher's Delectables."
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Ashani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Registered: Nov 8, 2015 12:38:13 GMT -8
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Post by Ashani on Jan 25, 2016 17:36:14 GMT -8
"I most definitely will. Thank you for the suggestion."
She didn't mention how she probably wouldn't visit--not that she didn't want to, but because Isra was the one place she was hell-bent to avoid.
"Dragonslaying's all the rage now isn't it... I heard Medan had three or four of them in the past year."
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Jan 25, 2016 17:45:34 GMT -8
Roy nods.
"That's good to hear. It's a nice place, although kinda dangerous if you go out at night. My uncle's retired from dragonslaying, though. Said his old bones couldn't handle it. So it's just the candy. And he makes such fancy candy...his chocolate sculptures win all sorts of prizes and awards in competitions."
He glances at the bookshelf and reaches for it, then hesitates and decides against it. Losing a hand is not high on his priority list. Shivering, he remembers how he had just grabbed a book off the shelf earlier that morning. What if he'd reached into the wrong spot?
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
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Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Jan 27, 2016 22:03:38 GMT -8
Echoes leads Rena into the library. The man seems to hum, though it is not an audible sound, as he enters. He was silent the entire walk, but now at their destination he speaks.
"Call me Echoes, by this time yesterday we will be on a first name basis. Mostly because my office is somewhere in here."
Echoes gestures vaguely around the library.
"It is good you have come, she was temperamental until you showed up. Too many of her children, will be torn, stained, and mishandled. She knows, she fears, I try to keep her calm, but you have made her happy. Little treasures, precious children, long lost, once again being made available. All because you know how to make them well."
Echoes smiles at Reuna, clearly immensely please by something.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361 
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Jan 27, 2016 23:05:10 GMT -8
As Reuna followed Echoes into the library, a sense of peace settled across her. Few things made the sorceress happier than being surrounded by books, and especially magical books; the smell of paper both old and new, the gentle hum of the magic that infused them, the slight tingle against one's skin... It was a familiar combination of feelings that touched all the senses, and it was one that filled her with contentment. A small nod, the slightest inclination of her head, followed that statement from her new associate.. although that perpetually amused little tilt of her lips remained. "As you wish." Ah, she had the feeling this man was going to make things very interesting during her time here, which she could only hope would be a long time.
Hearing the library referred to as 'she', as though it were sentient, gave Reuna a moment of pause. Perhaps, with all the magic in this place, it was not so far-fetched to think that the library would have a form of consciousness all its own. The concept was infinitely fascinating, and she resolved to research it at the earliest available opportunity. "It is my pleasure, and indeed, I am most honored to be allowed to perform such an important service. Few take the time to learn the care and restoration of tomes magical and otherwise, and as such, the unfortunate truth is that many books are lost." For the first time, she frowned slightly. "A true tragedy." Her smile returned, gaze wandering fondly across the countless shelves stuffed with books of every size and color imaginable, and some unimaginable! Yes.. she was certain she was going to like it here.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on Jan 28, 2016 8:21:12 GMT -8
Echoes begins rustling through the pockets of his strange clothing. Eventually, he pulls out a piece of paper which he offers to Reuna. Assuming she takes the paper it reads as follows: 1. 2 1/8 cups flour. 2. 2 cups sugar 3. 20 ounces cherries 3. eggs ... The list continues like this, and is obviously a recipe for cake. Echoes frowns, staring at the paper for a long hard moment. The words on the paper are erased by an unseen hand, and new words appear. The paper now reads:
Matrisse, this is the librarian Reuna Midai. She will pass the interview with flying colors, and she does wonderful work. Make sure to check your chair before sitting down, three days from then. Hugs and Kisses, Echoes. Echoes smiles, and nods in approval.
"Matrisse was the assistant Arch-mage, and she will be in charge of the academy. At least until Diodorus gets back, he was due tomorrow, but he may be as late as yesterday. Make sure you show her that note within..."
Echoes tongue sticks out of the side of his mouth, and his eyes scrunch up in concentration.
"...4 days! I steal it back in 5 to write that cake recipe. Anyway, if you need me I am usually somewhere. I recommend just going there and finding me. That, or I am occasionally here, if you wait long enough."
With that Echoes promptly vanishes. That is to say he disappears without moving.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Jan 28, 2016 13:06:16 GMT -8
Taking the offered piece of paper, Reuna looked down at it.. and wondered why she was looking at a recipe for cake. When the writing disappeared and was replaced by new, she understood, especially after reading the contents. Her lips twitched, stifling a laugh, at the contents of the note. She nodded absently as he spoke, then raised her eyes to look at him. "Thank you for all your--" And then, he was gone. She finally allowed herself to chuckle. "..help."
Reuna looked at the note again, pondering seeking out this Matrisse person, but.. "Tomorrow." Obviously, she decided to investigate the library a bit first. Tucking the bit of paper into a small hidden pocket in her sleeve, she began to wander, visually examining the spines of some books and reaching out to touch those that seemed safe. Oh yes. She was going to absolutely love it here. Allowing herself to lower her guard for the time being, as she was fairly sure she was alone and unobserved, the sorceress breathed a deep sigh, contentment warring with sorrow in her gaze. There were still things missing in her life, but this.. this would help fill some of the gaping hole in her heart.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Feb 2, 2016 16:22:28 GMT -8
Over the past few days, Reuna had settled into her new life at the Academy, and was now quite comfortable. There was an air of contentment about the sorceress as she roamed the aisles of the Grand Library, searching for books in need of her skills, the skirts of her violet robes swishing around her legs. She'd already found quite a few that were badly tattered, with pages threatening to fall out and covers that were barely hanging on. They now rested in a basket that hovered behind her, its insides magically enlarged to hold far more books than appeared possible. Stopping before a bookcase filled with tomes on transmutation, she fixed her amethyst hues on one just within reach, the leather of its cover literally peeling off in strips.
Shaking black hair back from her face with an idle toss of her head, she extended a hand bedecked with silver rings to grasp the book.. and stopped short as it emanated a few warning sparks. Arching a brow, she sighed. Wonderful. A temperamental one. "Come now. You must see that you're in dire need of help. I can make you look good as new again." The book fluffed up, and she pushed onward. "I can even put in a new enchantment that will give boils to anyone who mistreats you..." That seemed to do the job. The book tumbled off its shelf and into her waiting hands, rustling its pages eagerly. Reuna allowed herself a small smile. Works every time.
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Gavin Laurént
Dedicated
Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Feb 14, 2016 14:58:33 GMT -8
During one of her jaunts through the Grand Library, Reuna Laurént would eventually happen upon a rarely traveled aisle. The aisle was marked by the smell of dust and old leather, and the floors were in dire need of a good sweeping. Oddly enough there was very little magic in this aisle. It was quite unremarkable, which if she were smart she would realize that this was precisely what made it so remarkable. Why would an ordinary, non-magical aisle be found in one of the greatest collections of magical tomes and texts in the known world? On the edge of the aisle would be found a pedestal with a bust on it. The bust would read:
"In memory of Professor Demos Thenes, may his obsession with collecting every useless thing his students ever wrote be put to good use in the afterlife." The books here had not been read in a very long time. Should Reuna bother to peruse them, she'd find that most of them were in relatively good condition and need not be touched. However, if she lingered in the aisle long enough, or perhaps just as she was about to leave, a single book from a high shelf would suddenly fling itself to the ground with a plop. This book did not fair as well as the others. In fact, if she saw which shelf it came from, she'd notice quite a few of the books on this shelf suffered from strange defects like burnt pages or water damage. Some of them had intact pages but badly damaged bindings and covers. Either they were burnt or rotted into near dust.  It was up to her whether or not she wanted to repair them. They possessed very little if any magical energy. Their subject matter might make for an entertaining read however. |
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Feb 14, 2016 15:26:55 GMT -8
It had taken several days for Reuna to rouse herself back to a semblance of normality. The occasional smile which had once graced her features as she roamed the stacks of the Grand Library had dwindled into veritably nothing, but she still performed her duties. In fact, she had become even more devoted in them, without the distractions that had popped up before. On the search for more books to repair, as ever, Reuna had wandered into a different area of the library than she'd seen before. Curious, she stopped to read the inscription on the bust, and arched a brow as she murmured. "Interesting..."
Gesturing for her tome-collection basket to follow her, she proceeded further into the aisle. Every few steps, she'd stop, tug a random book free of its spot, open it to an equally random page, read for a few moments, and then replace the book, before continuing. All of the books she saw were in good condition, and she was starting to think that her efforts here were unnecessary, so she should probably move on. Just as she was about to do so, the sorceress found herself assaulted by a flying book. She paused, violet eyes narrowing upon the fallen tome. There didn't appear to be any magic to it, so... Bending to retrieve the book, she straightened, flipping her long black braid back over her shoulder as she did so, and looked up to where the book had come from.
And saw a shelf almost entirely full of books in desperate need of her attention. Her brow furrowed as she frowned. "Well, this simply won't do at all." Carefully directing her magic with subtle gestures of her be-ringed fingers, she put the most dire examples in stasis fields to protect them until she could get them back to her office for repair, and lowered all of the tomes in need of restoration into her basket. All save the one in her hand. That one, she opened, peering at the contents with an air of puzzlement as she murmured to the book in her slender digits. "You and your companions are not magical.. how did you bring yourself to my attention, I wonder? And if not you, then.. what, or who?" Curiouser and curiouser.
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Gavin Laurént
Dedicated
Exists!
Roleplay posts: 131
Age: 5
Physical Description: Formerly only existing as a barely perceptible temporal ghost, Gavin is now a perfectly normal 5 year old boy.
Registered: Feb 14, 2016 14:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by Gavin Laurént on Feb 14, 2016 16:41:48 GMT -8
As Reuna set to work on repairing each of the books, she'd once again find a virtual lack of magical energy in most of them. In fact, on first glance, the texts would seem completely ordinary. Many of them had primitive essays and treatises demonstrating a very basic understanding of magic. A few of them based entire paragraphs on known fallacies in the magical arts. Some of them were even rife with spelling and punctuation errors! Reuna might start to wonder if they were worth preserving at all... ...Until she would notice the small notes written on the margins of most of the pages. While some of the works themselves varied from an almost obnoxious level of neatness to barely being legible, the notes on the margins were rather consistent and written in an elegant green ink. "Very nice work!"
"Please learn to spell transfiguration."
"While your understanding of the scientific method is remarkable, I do not recommend using your sister as a test subject or her cat as the control group."There was one book in particular which would stand out above the others. It was the one that flung itself out towards her. It had the distinction of being almost completely blackened with fire damage. Unlike the others, this one had a trace of magical energy to it, though only just. On the cover were shimmering gold leaf-looking letters:
On Spiritual Practices of Other Cultures and their Relation to Temporal Magic By Lai Ban of the Dittany For Professor Demos Thenes Class 159B, The Morality of Magic The pages were illegible, but a faint magical force held them together, and the ink remained in place. Should Rauna choose to restore it, it would become legible. |
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Feb 14, 2016 16:52:29 GMT -8
Satisfied that the most direly damaged tomes were secure within her basket, she gazed at the title on the front of the book, then carefully opened it, gazing at the text within. "..Very interesting indeed. Well then, let's not waste any time, shall we?" With her basket floating behind her, Reuna exited the Library, blue robes swishing around her legs as she moved rapidly through the halls to her office.
<Exit to "Dormitory" 513: Reuna Midai's Office>
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Ashani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Registered: Nov 8, 2015 12:38:13 GMT -8
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Post by Ashani on Feb 17, 2016 9:56:39 GMT -8
She sits by her lonesome in the library, reading one of a stack of books from the more advanced sections in dimensional theory. Hours upon hours were spent absorbing extracurricular information during her teacher's absence...
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Feb 19, 2016 16:02:33 GMT -8
Roy wanders into the library and looks about for a librarian. He's figured that it's time to get a job, so that he can afford to take Vera out to eat and things like that. After all, he can't live off of the Aaedan Academy of Magic's stipend forever. Eventually, he runs into Reuna Laurént. "Excuse me, are you a librarian?" |
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Feb 19, 2016 16:13:40 GMT -8
Having taken a few hours' nap, Reuna was recovered enough to go back to work. Sitting idle while waiting for Echoes to call on her was not her style. Thus it was that she was once again among the stacks, searching out tomes in need of her services. A voice near her caught her attention, and the sorceress lowered violet eyes to gaze at the student. She vaguely remembered seeing him about the Library before. "Yes, I am. What can I do for you?" Putting a restored book back into its place, she waited for Royal to say what he had on his mind.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Feb 19, 2016 16:16:29 GMT -8
Roy grins, forgetting once again that grinning shows off his fangs. Silly vampire.
"Are there any openings in the library's staff? I'd like to apply for a job here. Part-time."
A little extra pocket money would be nice, and he certainly does like the library. It's a little dangerous, though. He doesn't wanna get sucked into a void space.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on Feb 19, 2016 16:24:05 GMT -8
A midnight brow arched at Royal's request, and she stopped what she was doing to assess him once more. He seemed level-headed enough, and although she noted the fangs, she wasn't concerned; Reuna had dealt with all manner of fanged creatures before. Tilting her head curiously, she cradled a book in her arms. "You wish to work in the Library? Unusual, but admirable. What is your name?" Honestly, Reuna wasn't sure if students were allowed to work in the Library.. or if she was even at liberty to give him permission to do so. She'd have to do a little digging on that front.
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