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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2015 17:39:56 GMT -8
 The Académie Royale de l'Arcane (the Royal Academy of the Arcane, in the common tongue) is far and away the most prestigious school of magic in the world. Only the nobles, the exceptionally talented, and the obscenely wealthy can enroll, but they learn the most specialized skills such as aeromancy (to power the airships) and the brewing of enchanted wine. The teachers here are the best of the best, although the students can be rather snobby at times. |
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Ashani
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Post by Ashani on Dec 9, 2015 21:56:32 GMT -8
Ashani traveled through the great city, marveling as always at the great feats of engineering that cities abroad represented. Her recent years being something of an academic pilgrimage, she was, in particular, interesting in visiting the Académie Royale de l'Arcane.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2015 11:00:23 GMT -8
The Arch Magus stood on the wide steps leading up to the white palace that was the Royal Academy of the Arcane. He was in discussion with another one of the professors. The Academie was noticably quiet this day, but it was truly no surprise. Today was the day of the King's Wedding to the Lady Arianne. The streets were decorated in splendor, the parks full of merry-making city-folk and parades in the streets as the entire capital joined in on the excuse for laughter and excess.
Celach sat on Diodorus' shoulder, and when his brown eyes saw Ashani, he chittered. Diodorus glanced over at Ashani, but continued his quiet conversation. The man in front of him was clearly upset, but he, too, was speaking in rushed whispers.
Celach, bored with the conversation, flew through the air to Ashani, flitting around her head.
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Ashani
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Post by Ashani on Dec 10, 2015 14:38:08 GMT -8
It was something she noticed upon entering the city. Festivities abound, she knew something special was going on. A foreigner by definition, she did feel a little out of place--indeed, even visiting the academy seemed a strange thing to do. A good opportunity for closer interaction with the officials involved took the compromise of looking entirely lost.
She was put on the spot even more than her lonesome appearance by the creature that flew over to her. It struck the unusual pointed black hat that she wore for a journey warm enough to forgo a cloak's hood while sunny enough to warrant some shade. Fixing her hat that sat atop long, wavy black tresses, she smiled.
"Oh.. hello little guy. I take it this is the Academy of the Arcane?"
Her voice lightened as though talking to a pet, mirroring the essence of the joyful smile the surprise visit had brought her. If the Gauldin accent over common language was to be described best as French, Ashani's young voice sounded considerably British.
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Royal Fletcher
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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.
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Dec 10, 2015 15:07:44 GMT -8
Roy walks through the gates, and sees Ashani and the Arch Magus.
"Er...hello. I'm here for the transfer student program. I'm from the Aaedan academy of magic. Is there somewhere I need to register?"
He pulls a document from his pocket that certifies that he is, in fact, a transfer student from Aaedan.
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Ashani
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Post by Ashani on Dec 10, 2015 15:20:00 GMT -8
Ashani has no such document and realizes her chances of getting in are slimmer than Royal's, but she is nevertheless relieved that she was no longer the only prospective student hopeful...
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2015 16:36:39 GMT -8
Diodorus reached out and laid a broad hand on the shoulder of his comrade and murmured quiet words. The furious teacher buttoned his lip and nodded harshly, then glanced over at the two new comers. This teacher's look was scathing as he moved away and down the steps, out of the gates and into the festivities of the city.
Diodorus walked down the wide steps to where Ashani and Royal were waiting, Royal having spoken but Celach resting comfortably on Ashani's shoulder. His deep green eyes looked between both of the youths.
"Welcome to the Royal Academy of the Arcane," he said in a voice that was deep, like rolling thunder in the distance. "My name is Diodorus. I am the Arch Mage of the Academy." He put a broad hand on his chest and bowed his head a little, and then looked at both of them expectantly.
The question of registering was not yet addressed, as Diodorus made it a priority to exchange names and use manners first.
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Royal Fletcher
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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
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Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Dec 10, 2015 16:53:41 GMT -8
Royal looks up at the man with awe.
"Oh...hello, sir. I'm Royal Fletcher. I'm from Medan, but I've been studying in the Aaedan academy of Magic. I was selected to participate in the foreign exchange program, and was sent here to Gauldin. Nice to meet you."
He shuffles his feet nervously, clearly in awe of meeting such a powerful mage.
"I'm a runescribe...er, trainee runescribe. Sir."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2015 17:06:28 GMT -8
"We've been expecting you," Diodorus said to Royal Fletcher. He did not smile. He did not frown. Indeed, it seemed that Diodorus was always in control, almost with the thought in mind that if he wasn't, someone... or somecity... could get very, very hurt.
His green gaze turned to Ashani, expectant for an explanation of her presence. It also seemed that Diodorus was a man of little words.
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Ashani
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Post by Ashani on Dec 10, 2015 18:17:59 GMT -8
"Ashani Delaca, I am... orphaned. I've been travelling in search of reputable education."
She figured he'd understand; it seemed it'd be typical of many of the magic-practicing sort to go on a sort of pilgrimage, journeys through other lands seeking to expand their skillsets and spellbooks. The confidence with which the girl spoke suggested she was well beyond the beginning of any such journey.
"And I've heard this establishment has become quite prestigious in its endeavor."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2015 20:10:17 GMT -8
"Hm," Diodorus said, and he looked at both of them, then noticed Celach on Ashani's shoulder. "Come, Celach," he said to the furred little beastie, and it flew away from Ashani and towards Diodorus, who turned resolutely and began to walk up the steps, almost without another word to Ashani or Royal. He had climbed six steps before he turned and looked down at them. The handsome, older man perked a white eyebrow. "Well?" Diodorus asked of the two of them, as if wondering why they hadn't been following him. He turned and began to walk again, entering into the main lobby room of the Academy.  |
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Royal Fletcher
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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 Dec 10, 2015 20:43:25 GMT -8
Roy is stunned.
"Wow..."
He stares at the globe, at the pillars, at the plants, at the female students...
"It's incredible. I'm...It's amazing. I'm speechless."
Breaking into a run, he scurries around the lobby, looking at all the shiny things and magic lights.
"I've never seen anything like this! We don't have this kind of magic in Medan!"
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Ashani
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Post by Ashani on Dec 10, 2015 21:38:15 GMT -8
"Yes... quite impressive."
Small black boots, slightly muddied from the travel, clunked on the mirrored floor, echoing down pristine chambers and hallways. The presentation of the entryway was very regal, and the lighting and architecture were well fitted to an environment of intellectual stimulation and productivity. She removed her black pointed hat, and marveled with a real smile at the chamber's magnificence.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2015 22:00:21 GMT -8
Diodorus paused in his walk, and Celach chittered at Royal's exuberance, flying off from Diodorus' shoulder and instead fluttering around with Royal, swishing this way and that way as he ran like an excited child from one shining thing to the next. Celach was clearly pleased, and Royal's enthusiasm was contagious on the small, white-furred creature. Diodorus turned and stepped towards the magical floating globe. "That is the Earth," he said. "The Magus of the Royal Order are all connected. You can see where they are located by the lights that glow. Touch a light, speak, and the message will be sent to that Magus." Diodorus lifted his hand, and although several feet of air separated the large globe from his palm, it still spun slowly, its two moons orbiting around it, until the shape of Gauldin was visible. Travere was glowing very brightly. "There is Travere. The more intense the light, the more gathering of Magus there are." His explanation finished, Diodorus turned, and his staff clacked against the marble of the floor. "Come," he ordered with one word to Royal and Ashani, and moved further down the corridors that opened up into staircases. He began to climb them, steadily.  |
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Royal Fletcher
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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 Dec 10, 2015 22:12:14 GMT -8
Royal marvels at the globe for a moment, then follows Archmage Diodorus up the stairs.
"Er...sir. What sort of classes are offered here? I hear this school has the widest variety of magical specializations in the world. Besides the usual stuff like alchemy and healing, what is there?"
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Ashani
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Post by Ashani on Dec 10, 2015 22:19:47 GMT -8
Quietly, Ashani tunes in to the Arch Magus' reply to Royal's questions, and tries to remember every little detail she could as she follows up the steps.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2015 22:35:55 GMT -8
"Stuff," Diodorus repeats after Royal's outburst of a question. Celach chittered and nuzzled its body against Royal's cheek before zipping on over to Diodorus again. "Stuff," Diodorus mused. Celach settled on his broad shoulder and began to groom his tiny paw. Up the steps they went, around, and around, left, right, turning, until they were going down steps to a plain wooden door. It opened without a soul to touch it when Diodorus came forward and into the room. Celach let out an excited yip and bolted through the door before even the archmagus could, fluttering up to where it's little bed was and rummaging through its stack of pretties and sparklies.  Diodorus set his stave against the wall, and then turned to look at both Royal and Ashani. "Stuff," he said again, shook his head and moved towards his desk. "We do not teach 'stuff' at the Academie Royale," Diodorus spoke. "If you are looking to learn 'stuff,' I know several talented butchers, bakers, and candlestick makers, Royal Fletcher." He gestured to the chairs across from his desk that was surprisingly not very crowded. His study was well-ordered and maintained, with trinkets and magus tools placed here and there. A skull sat at one corner of his desk as he picked up a quill made with a shining feather. "Ashani Delaca," he spoke, his quill scratching over the paper. "Should I be worried about your need to wander?" |
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Ashani
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Post by Ashani on Dec 10, 2015 23:25:56 GMT -8
Being addressed so suddenly--particularly when her imagination had just begun to do that very thing, and wander--put her uncomfortably on the spot.
"N-no, Arch-Magus. Of course not."
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Royal Fletcher
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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 Dec 11, 2015 10:08:26 GMT -8
Roy looks around the room like his head is on a swivel, but stops immediately when the arch mage chastises him for his choice in words.
"Oh...of course. I'm sorry, sir."
His manner becomes considerably more subdued, although he does try to pretty Celach if the little creature flies close again.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 12, 2015 23:18:03 GMT -8
Diodorus looked up from his work, and his deep green eyes took in both of the youths that stood awkwardly in his chambers. They always stood awkwardly, and he knew it was because he was not an easy man to be around.
"The current semester has just ended," he informed them both. "The Royal Wedding is today, and the Wynterfaire festivities will be consuming most of the students' time. You will be expected to take an examination, and you will be expected to pay the fees." His gaze turned to Ashani. "You'll want to find a sponsor."
Celach, having found a bright, shiny penny, fluttered from his little bed atop a bookcase and came over to Royal. It dropped the penny in his hand, then nuzzled and cuddled itself around Royal's hand. It chirped at him, and licked his face, then flew over to Ashani to do the same, rubbing itself in a cat-line manner against her cheek, its white fur silky smooth.
"Celach," Diodorus said of the little animal, and it flew directly over to his desk and took a seat.
"When the semester begins," Diodorus began again, "you will be given living arrangements and a small stipend for extra living purposes. We do not have a successful education program, for 95% of our students drop out before they can graduate. The Royal Academy does not simply teach stuff," Diodorus repeated. "We teach the art of the arcane. It is not enough to simple know it. We expect you to master it."
He looked down at his paperwork again and picked up his quill. "Come prepared in two weeks time. Don't be late."
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