Jaud’s academic career as a University student has barely begun, but he has already learned one very important lesson: he does not like magic talking metal machines!
Feeling a bit sulky and out-of-place after getting the run-around from Click, he slinks to the back of the group and focuses on surveying the surroundings. The buildings are all very impressive, but the Commons — with its park-like expanses of wide open spaces — immediately appeals to him. “Now this is nice,” he says softly, to no one in particular.
"We used to permit visible weapons on campus, but found that some found their presence distressing, so we made the rule that you had to conceal them. After all, we don't want those less gifted with magic helpless if they are ever attacked! And I don't teach a class, merely function as an assistant to students, as well as work as a monitor for dormitory groups."
Next to Jaud, another student(?) stands. She says "It is, huh? Best place on the campus in my opinion." It doesn't appear as though any of the other people in your group notice her, what with their attention fixed on Click and all.
Jaud turns quickly at the sound of the voice beside him. He tries not to show signs of surprise, lest the others think he's somehow easy to sneak up on. But he is curious about the sudden appearance of this girl. He doesn't recall seeing her in the tour group before.
As he's been trained, Jaud does his best to 'profile' her, noting any interesting details of her appearance and committing her face to memory. But not in a creepy way, he hopes.
"You know the campus well?" Jaud asks, trying to play it cool. "You must not be a new student like the rest of us. Today's my first day. My name's Jaud. What's yours?"
"Some people are fools then if they are offended by the sight of weapons" Kalos makes sure his sword is still covered "Maybe that form may not be as necessary if I'm allowed to carry it hidden"
Kalos payday no attention to Jaud or the other student
Mavoi shrugs and continues to wear the four axes on his belt: They're tools, not weapons, and it can't be very important if the little Warbot is making jokes about it.
"Less offended and more worried... also, they've been used for intimidation before. If a teacher sees a kid walking around with a greatsword, that teacher wouldn't want to give the teacher a bad grade, right?"
Jaud turns quickly at the sound of the voice beside him. He tries not to show signs of surprise, lest the others think he's somehow easy to sneak up on. But he is curious about the sudden appearance of this girl. He doesn't recall seeing her in the tour group before.
As he's been trained, Jaud does his best to 'profile' her, noting any interesting details of her appearance and committing her face to memory. But not in a creepy way, he hopes.
"You know the campus well?" Jaud asks, trying to play it cool. "You must not be a new student like the rest of us. Today's my first day. My name's Jaud. What's yours?"
She has auburn hair and brown eyes, but other than that... she's completely average. No marks identifying here, nothing special about her hair. Even her face is forgettable.
"I assumed it was your first day from the way Mr. Click there's leading you around."
Avery turned. "And? You here to fleece the newcomers or something? We gotta do some sort of hazing ceremony?" Avery's tone was challenging and confrontational, but also carried hints of amusement.
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He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
Avery turned. "And? You here to fleece the newcomers or something? We gotta do some sort of hazing ceremony?" Avery's tone was challenging and confrontational, but also carried hints of amusement.
But... there's no one there? You heard the voice clearly, though. Must have been your imagination.
Confusion flashes Avery's face, then she turns to Click. "Hey... Clocky... False Hydra's don't exist here, do they?"
(If you need me to roll a history to see is Avery would know about False Hydras, history 19 [19 + 0], but she grew up in the archives of the temple of Ilmater, so I think she'd come across something)
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He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
She has auburn hair and brown eyes, but other than that... she's completely average. No marks identifying here, nothing special about her hair. Even her face is forgettable.
"I assumed it was your first day from the way Mr. Click there's leading you around."
Jaud nods, "It's an orientation, I guess. But Click isn't making the best first impression. . . . I've learned more about administrative run-around than anything else so far."He laughs, trying to build some rapport with his new acquaintance -- who seems to have completely ignored his request for her name.
"Hey, maybe you should take over as tour guide. What year are you? You are a student, right?" he asks, hoping to gently pry some more information out of her.
She has auburn hair and brown eyes, but other than that... she's completely average. No marks identifying here, nothing special about her hair. Even her face is forgettable.
"I assumed it was your first day from the way Mr. Click there's leading you around."
Jaud nods, "It's an orientation, I guess. But Click isn't making the best first impression. . . . I've learned more about administrative run-around than anything else so far."He laughs, trying to build some rapport with his new acquaintance -- who seems to have completely ignored his request for her name.
"Hey, maybe you should take over as tour guide. What year are you? You are a student, right?" he asks, hoping to gently pry some more information out of her.
She steps behind Jaud for a second, avoiding Avery's gaze, then resumes her position talking to him. "Shhh, I'm not actually supposed to be here, actually, so I don't think the admins would be happy to know I was leading a group around." She smiles playfully. "Well, I could tell you the answer to those questions, of course, but it's more fun keeping freshman in the dark."
Kalos furrows his brow, glancing toward Avery.“What are you on about now, Avery?” he asks, only to pause as he realizes Jaud isn’t speaking to her at all.
He shifts his gaxe to Jaud, following the conversation ((assuming Kalos sees no one as well)) Kalos blinks once. Twice. “...You, uh, talking to yourself now, Jaud?” he says slowly, a smirk creeping in. “Try not to crack on day one. We’ve barely made it past the library.”
"False Hydras don't exist anywhere, because False Hydras are, in fact, fake urban legends conceived by bored, drunk men to tell their children."
"'There is no Antimemetics Division' - is that what you really believe, little Warbot?"
Mavoi raises an eyebrow
"Perhaps this place isn't as advanced as it thinks it is - just rich children, playing with powers. I have heard...someone.. speak of such wars - wars of knowledge and memory and will. The work should be in your famed library, if it as good as it claims."
[ooc: It's well worth a read, available on kindle - and inspiring for Fey that do more than hit you with sticks.]
He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
"Antimemetics... there was a club here, a little while back that dealt with that. However, it dissolved a while ago. I think... *click whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrr whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr whirrrrrrrrrr whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*" he stands for a while, with his processors heating up as he attempts to locate the end of the organization.
Upon hearing the strange comments from Avery and Kalos, Jaud's brow furrows as he tries to piece together what's going on.
"Wait," he says softly to the girl, "the others don't see you? That's quite a trick. You need to teach me how to do that," he laughs.
Then, lowering his voice even softer, he adds, "So, if not here, where are you supposed to be? Maybe I could find you there later?"
Jaud isn't quite sure whether he trusts this girl, but he's willing to play along if it leads to some answers about who she is and why she's sneaking around. Definitely more interesting than listening to Click make whirring noises . . . he thinks to himself.
"Well, no, the others don't see me, and no, I'm not supposed to be here, but I'm technically not here. I am currently... in my dorm room, asleep. And I kindly ask that you refrain from going into my dorm room because that would be creepy. Hmm. Maybe I could meet you later, though. Were you thinking of a place, or are you too new to know anywhere other than maybe the Bibliopex?"
"Antimemetics... there was a club here, a little while back that dealt with that. However, it dissolved a while ago. I think... *click whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrr whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr whirrrrrrrrrr whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*" he stands for a while, with his processors heating up as he attempts to locate the end of the organization.
Finally realising that the small clank is stuck, Mavoi gives it a sharp blow with his palm
"Crashed, I think. Might be gone altogether."
He looks around him
"Does anybody remember how we got here? Seems strange, but I just recall being at the Presentation, then by the Biblioplex, then here.
There was a map on one of those cards, but I didn't really pay attention - If this is the 'Archway Commons', there should be a cafe over that way - shall we go get some refreshments, and hope someone finds us?"
Avery shrugs. "Ah what the hell, sounds a lot better than waiting for ol' Clocky here to reboot. Plus we might be able to meet the other newbies or whatnot. ...Hopefully we don't get hazed."
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He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
Jaud isn't quite sure whether he trusts this girl, but he's willing to play along if it leads to some answers about who she is and why she's sneaking around. Definitely more interesting than listening to Click make whirring noises . . . he thinks to himself.
"Hey, Jaud!" Mavoi gives him a brief smile
"You kind of tuned out there, for a minute. Firejolt Cafe - you coming? Hope they take cash, but it's better than waiting around here."
And he sets off to the cafe, with anyone who wants to come along.
Jaud’s academic career as a University student has barely begun, but he has already learned one very important lesson: he does not like magic talking metal machines!
Feeling a bit sulky and out-of-place after getting the run-around from Click, he slinks to the back of the group and focuses on surveying the surroundings. The buildings are all very impressive, but the Commons — with its park-like expanses of wide open spaces — immediately appeals to him. “Now this is nice,” he says softly, to no one in particular.
"We used to permit visible weapons on campus, but found that some found their presence distressing, so we made the rule that you had to conceal them. After all, we don't want those less gifted with magic helpless if they are ever attacked! And I don't teach a class, merely function as an assistant to students, as well as work as a monitor for dormitory groups."
Next to Jaud, another student(?) stands. She says "It is, huh? Best place on the campus in my opinion." It doesn't appear as though any of the other people in your group notice her, what with their attention fixed on Click and all.
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Jaud turns quickly at the sound of the voice beside him. He tries not to show signs of surprise, lest the others think he's somehow easy to sneak up on. But he is curious about the sudden appearance of this girl. He doesn't recall seeing her in the tour group before.
As he's been trained, Jaud does his best to 'profile' her, noting any interesting details of her appearance and committing her face to memory. But not in a creepy way, he hopes.
"You know the campus well?" Jaud asks, trying to play it cool. "You must not be a new student like the rest of us. Today's my first day. My name's Jaud. What's yours?"
"Some people are fools then if they are offended by the sight of weapons" Kalos makes sure his sword is still covered "Maybe that form may not be as necessary if I'm allowed to carry it hidden"
Kalos payday no attention to Jaud or the other student
Mavoi shrugs and continues to wear the four axes on his belt: They're tools, not weapons, and it can't be very important if the little Warbot is making jokes about it.
"Less offended and more worried... also, they've been used for intimidation before. If a teacher sees a kid walking around with a greatsword, that teacher wouldn't want to give the teacher a bad grade, right?"
She has auburn hair and brown eyes, but other than that... she's completely average. No marks identifying here, nothing special about her hair. Even her face is forgettable.
"I assumed it was your first day from the way Mr. Click there's leading you around."
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Avery turned. "And? You here to fleece the newcomers or something? We gotta do some sort of hazing ceremony?" Avery's tone was challenging and confrontational, but also carried hints of amusement.
He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
But... there's no one there? You heard the voice clearly, though. Must have been your imagination.
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Confusion flashes Avery's face, then she turns to Click. "Hey... Clocky... False Hydra's don't exist here, do they?"
(If you need me to roll a history to see is Avery would know about False Hydras, history 19 [19 + 0], but she grew up in the archives of the temple of Ilmater, so I think she'd come across something)
He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
"False Hydras don't exist anywhere, because False Hydras are, in fact, fake urban legends conceived by bored, drunk men to tell their children."
She steps behind Jaud for a second, avoiding Avery's gaze, then resumes her position talking to him. "Shhh, I'm not actually supposed to be here, actually, so I don't think the admins would be happy to know I was leading a group around." She smiles playfully. "Well, I could tell you the answer to those questions, of course, but it's more fun keeping freshman in the dark."
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
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Kalos furrows his brow, glancing toward Avery. “What are you on about now, Avery?” he asks, only to pause as he realizes Jaud isn’t speaking to her at all.
He shifts his gaxe to Jaud, following the conversation ((assuming Kalos sees no one as well))
Kalos blinks once. Twice. “...You, uh, talking to yourself now, Jaud?” he says slowly, a smirk creeping in. “Try not to crack on day one. We’ve barely made it past the library.”
"'There is no Antimemetics Division' - is that what you really believe, little Warbot?"
Mavoi raises an eyebrow
"Perhaps this place isn't as advanced as it thinks it is - just rich children, playing with powers. I have heard...someone.. speak of such wars - wars of knowledge and memory and will. The work should be in your famed library, if it as good as it claims."
[ooc: It's well worth a read, available on kindle - and inspiring for Fey that do more than hit you with sticks.]
Avery is definitely unnerved now.
He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
"Antimemetics... there was a club here, a little while back that dealt with that. However, it dissolved a while ago. I think... *click whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrr whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr whirrrrrrrrrr whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*" he stands for a while, with his processors heating up as he attempts to locate the end of the organization.
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
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Upon hearing the strange comments from Avery and Kalos, Jaud's brow furrows as he tries to piece together what's going on.
"Wait," he says softly to the girl, "the others don't see you? That's quite a trick. You need to teach me how to do that," he laughs.
Then, lowering his voice even softer, he adds, "So, if not here, where are you supposed to be? Maybe I could find you there later?"
Jaud isn't quite sure whether he trusts this girl, but he's willing to play along if it leads to some answers about who she is and why she's sneaking around. Definitely more interesting than listening to Click make whirring noises . . . he thinks to himself.
"Well, no, the others don't see me, and no, I'm not supposed to be here, but I'm technically not here. I am currently... in my dorm room, asleep. And I kindly ask that you refrain from going into my dorm room because that would be creepy. Hmm. Maybe I could meet you later, though. Were you thinking of a place, or are you too new to know anywhere other than maybe the Bibliopex?"
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
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Finally realising that the small clank is stuck, Mavoi gives it a sharp blow with his palm
"Crashed, I think. Might be gone altogether."
He looks around him
"Does anybody remember how we got here? Seems strange, but I just recall being at the Presentation, then by the Biblioplex, then here.
There was a map on one of those cards, but I didn't really pay attention - If this is the 'Archway Commons', there should be a cafe over that way - shall we go get some refreshments, and hope someone finds us?"
Avery shrugs. "Ah what the hell, sounds a lot better than waiting for ol' Clocky here to reboot. Plus we might be able to meet the other newbies or whatnot. ...Hopefully we don't get hazed."
He/Him. I am the DM, you are the player. You make the mistakes and I decide the consequences. Now, with that being said - Are you SURE you want to cast Fireball?
"Hey, Jaud!" Mavoi gives him a brief smile
"You kind of tuned out there, for a minute. Firejolt Cafe - you coming? Hope they take cash, but it's better than waiting around here."
And he sets off to the cafe, with anyone who wants to come along.