Académie Royale de l'Arcane

Lenny would ride up to the academy on Loppy, still in high spirits. He would look around for someone who appeared to be in charge and then make his way over to them.

"Excuse me, where do I go to sign up for joining this most prestigious and elite school?”

He would take a swig from one of his flask after asking the question, still grinning from ear to ear.

Matrisse looks at Lenny disapprovingly. He looks poor. He smells bad. He's drinking. But he's trying to enroll, and she has to let him. Sighing, she ushers him into her office. Loppy must stay outside, unfortunately.

"Hello, I'm Assistant Arch Magus Matrisse. So you'd like to enroll in the academy? Fill this out."

She hands him the application form.

"There's a written test, a practical test, and a 20,000 gold fee. Can you handle that?"

Maelik back peddled quickly, using his monstrous leg muscles to propel him backwards much quicker than most would expect. He grunted as he just easily outmaneuvered the first two bombs and started to think that this test wouldn't be that hard, after all how hard could a stick like this man throw something anyways? But after seeing his bizarre transformation and blasting out his blue vial Maelik was forced to change tactics.

Expending his stored power he thrust his head forward and released a gyre of demonic flames from his maw, the magical boost amplifying his natural breath attack to radically increase the heat it produced. It would intercept the blue potion and hopefully destroy the container before rushing past to try to engulf the professor as well. The demon had enough faith in the unusual man to expect him to get out of the way and not get burnt to a crisp, and once he was finished his attack he'd immediately begin charging up more of his essence, hoping that this time he'd find an opportunity to use it for its intended purpose.

Maelik chuckled a bit upon hearing the shout, happy that he could at least work out a bit of his frustrations. He began to focus his magic and used his mind's eye to give it form, the beginnings of a shadowy chain beginning to appear.

Then the rainbow hued distraction caught his attention, and boy did his eyes ever widen when he bared witness to the madness that was barreling towards him. He gave one plaintive look to the adorable kitten gently nestled in the his wings and awaited the pummeling that he was about to receive.

Wait a second...

A thought occurred to the demon in his time of need, one that should have been incredibly obvious the entire time. With a triumphant shout he slashed at the ground, using up his stored reserves once more to create a portal to the Abyss. With a cheeky little wave he fell into it, hurriedly closing it once again as soon as he was through. Within moments he reappeared behind Cache-oeil, his re-entrance plainly telegraphed by the flaming pillar and the horrid noises and whatnot. Once he stepped back out to stand within just a few feet of the professor he'd smile smugly, even giggling a wee bit and generally leaving himself wide open.

"Ha!"

The demon was left speechless. Water? Mere water!? He worried and schemed and fretted over simple WATER!? He didn't even try to resist as the eccentric alchemist reached into his wings, Maelik seemed dead to the world although his one eye still absorbed all the information that it could.

"Of course sir... I'll go right away sir..." he said, his mind barely able to process the words coming from his mouth.

With that he numbly stalked away, eventually getting it through his head that this was just going to be one of those places. Sooner or later he found out that he was supposed to go to summoning class and that he was to be assigned a dorm at some point later. He only hoped that if he had a roommate that they'd let him sleep in peace. He had a feeling that today was going to be exhausting.

(Exit to Room 106: Summoning)

Matrisse looks rather taken aback by Lenny's sudden change in demeanor. However, she quickly composes herself.

"Yes, of course. Here's the written portion of your exam. Finish that, and give it to me. The practical portion will be given by...the alchemy professor. Catche-Oiel. But first, you must pass the written exam."

The test would be fairly easy of Lenny had a decent grasp of magical theory.

Matrisse takes the paper and scrutinizes it carefully, then compares it to an answer sheet.

"Hmm...looks like you did alright."

She gives a suspicious glance at Lenny's face, but shakes her head and puts the paper away.

"Alright. Come with me, and we'll give you your practical."

She leads him out to a rather scorched and damp field.

"Wait here. Your instructor will be coming shortly, unless he's late. And he's always late."

“A pleasure to meet you professor! Those vials look quite interesting… Did you make them yourself?” Lenny grinned widely as he looked at the numerous vials on the table, clearly intrigued by them.

“Passing automatically sounds great to me and I’d just love to try those vials. I shall get to it immediately.”

Lenny would swiftly grab the vials, unperturbed by the fact some might be poisonous. Drinking all of them in their entirety, he would smack his lips in satisfaction as he finished up the last one.

“A few of them have a bit of a kick to them, but they seemed decent tasting enough to me. I doubt any are particularly harmful!”

Lenny would let loose a rather loud belch and glance around, waiting for the professor to do something. He didn’t appear to be harmfully affected by any of the vials.

Professor Shyla emerges from the school. She takes in Godwin, and his abomination.  She lets out an exasperated sigh.

"People really have no respect. Honestly, everybody just does whatever they want willy nilly with magic. They never think about the effect it has on the common folk. Not to mention the inconvenience it is for us."

Still grumbling, Shlya walks up to Godwin. As she approaches Godwin she points a finger at the abomination, and with a pop it vanishes. When she reaches the man, she holds up a piece of paper. The paper appears to be a very detailed picture of the abomination in, what looks vaguely like a stable.

"The fee is 10 gold a day. You can recover your beast, by turning over this paper to me, or one of the other dimensional magics teachers. I will require 10 gold up front."