Zauberheim - Kingdom of Magic RP

[DJ Pon3]

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No sooner had Ventreus gone off to find the tournament officials than he saw a fluctuation of motes as they bent and exploded, once again, around the courtyard of the Academy. "Oh for the love of my Aunt Maurice, what now!?" He exclaimed. He was known to be on this campus today, so should anything happen to students, faculty, or the building itself, he could have repercussions thrown on him to some degree for not doing something about it. He'd better stomp this problem out quick.

Arriving at the entrance of academy for what seemed like the third time today, he exited outside, and quickly closed the door being him. A beam of sunlight peeked from behind the storm clouds that were beginning to move away, and his robe sparkled in a prismatic fashion. The figure, unlike the last time he'd been out here, was not doing a stellar job of concealing himself, nor did he very much look like he cared. He was simply standing there, a somewhat stalwart expression on his face. He began to approach the man, and at the same time, his hands twitched idly as they constructed a spell he'd created, in case he needed to use force. "Excuse me, sir, these grounds are for student and faculty only, I'm going to have to ask you to leave, if you would be so kind." He wasn't sure how volatile this man was, but warping onto grounds that were only open to students and faculty of the establishment showed that he had a blatant disregard for the rules of both the academy, and the city.

On a side note, this man had motes he'd never seen before. Four out of twelve, to be precise, but the rest he knew of. One was a purplish hue, which looked uncharacteristically in and out of focus. One was a swirling green that was was constantly shifting and twisting, never staying stable. One was stagnant, and looked to be a pale gray in color, seemingly normal, yet it's actual radiant power was great compared to other motes that looked nearly similar in terms of activity. And the last he'd seen a few times before, and it was a ghostly white, what was always slowly moving around, like milk in a pool of calm water. This would not throw him, however. He'd seen plenty of people with odd-looking motes, and could discern the weakness in not only their bodies, but in their very spell-casting. Every sorcerer had at least one fatal flaw, and since he could see magic at it's base levels, picking out this weaknesses and exploiting them was as simple as moving around a few motes. He had to be quick though, and that was a minor flaw of his own.

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"Hmm?", Word Play responded to the new voice. Turning his head, he acknowledged the presence of Allo Ventreus. At the moment, he has no idea who Allo even is. He was so deep in his thoughts that he didn't notice him until now. From what he had heard, the man wants Word Play to leave. Which wouldn't be an issue really if not for noticing the man preparing a spell in his hand. From this action, it was obvious that the new man is willing to use force to make him leave. Though, it isn't really necessary. "Oh, yeah sure, I teleported here while in a hurry. I'll leave as soon as possible, but first, what are your thoughts on The Order?", Word Play asked. Despite having calmed down, he was still irritated about the fight at the cafe. He wanted to see if Allo was an Order sympathizer and whether or not he should kill him.

[DJ Pon3]

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Allo's head moved back a little at the mention of the Order. "I...would not prefer them within the city walls, but the king has declared this a neutral territory, and thus they are allowed inside as long as they do not cause trouble. Which for the most part, they haven't. There are rare occasions...but those I would prefer not speaking of." He didn't have a very defined opinion about them, but he knew what they did, and to what extremes they would go to. However, he also knew that the Order could not afford to make an enemy of the king, himself, and all of the mamono that back this city one way or another. This kept the Order from drastically causing upset in the city. Instead, they had their agents moving like chess pieces, all over the city, trying to figure out how to take down as much as possible without drawing attention to themselves. It's such a shame for them though, as Ventreus was more of a player, then a piece. Ventreus knew most, if not all, of their movements. Few things got past him that happened within these walls, and anything concerning the Order he payed special attention to. "Now...if you would, please?" Ventreus gestured towards the Academy gates, hoping the gentleman would get his hint for him to leave. The students in the area seemed a little more calm that there was an Royal here to deal with the situation, but Allo could still feel the uneasiness that resonated from them all due to this man's sudden appearance.

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Nodding as Allo gave his answer, Word Play was satisfied with it. "Yeah, I hate their guts personally.", he stated, "Alright, I guess I should leave. Don't want to interrupt the education of these kids.", he added as he turn and began to leave the schoolyard. However, he stopped after taking a few steps away from Allo. "Oh, before I forget, what's your name?", Word Play asked. He was curious about the man since he was the first person to confront him.

[Phantom77]

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At the comment pertaining to her nature, Lisia slightly blushed out of embarrassment. Felicie and Luke, the only male member of the student seen thus far, chuckled lightly at Master Tibrus's words. Luke began to speak. "Yep, that's our president, a little too sharp for her own good sometimes." Anri of course, stood there with a callous expression as always.

The swordsman, in addition to the boy who seemed to have a rather annoyed look on his face, also noticed Ivadi drawing near the group. The swordsman looked at Ivadi with a small smile on his face. "Ah, Ivadi my boy, I trust your talk with Sir Allo went well? I saw that you had quite the excited look about you while you were working on your armor." The swordsman then turned to look at the stoic boy who was standing by the Architect, who appeared to be as tall as the swordsman himself. The swordsman began to speak to the boy. "You seemed troubled by our presence here, if you don't mind me saying. I hope we, myself included, didn't interrupt a conversation you were having with Sir Heatherman here. I assume you were here before the student council arrived?" The mercenary then looks toward Tibrus, "Sir Architect, feel free to continue your conversation, if any, you were having with this boy."

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Upon seeing him approach the swordsman talked to Ivadi about the visit to Sir Allo, and with that he couldn't help himself. "Why yes, it was wonderful, not only did he tell me the problem with my magic armor but also found the way to fix it as well. i had never even thought of the way to use a shield before. and umm...for future reference, i'd appreciate it if you keep my project a secret till i reveal it." he said softly "im thinking on whether or not i should join the tounrament." he said

[DJ Pon3]

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"Ventreus Allo, Royal Court Mage." He responded to the man. Ventreus was coming across so many interesting motes today, it was such a shame he didn't have time to sit down with these people and study them. He turned his back to the man, and made his way back inside, looking to meet up with the tournament officials, that were bound to be somewhere in the building. He needed to discuss the Ghost of Arcana as well as all of the other outside contenders that would be joining in this years festivities.

[Phantom77]

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The princess raised a brow at Luke's comment. "I beg your pardon, Luke? Perhaps you'd like to find out how sharp my lance is as well!" For a moment it seemed as though Lisia was going perform a hands-on demonstration of her lance's power, which was quite famous at the academy. Indeed her skills with said weapon were second to none. It is said to be a treasured heirloom passed down from the generations of the royal family.

However, rather than continuing to indulge her fellow council member, she noticed that Ivadi was coming over and saw him and the swordsman chatting. She was quite surprised that they seemed to know each other. "Oh hello Ivadi, it's nice to see you. Wait...don't tell me... Do you know this man as well? When did you meet him? And what made you decide to engage in friendly conversation with the man?" As the day rolled by it seemed Lisia got more questions than answers. Both Lisia and Felicie heard the two males speak of Ventreus, the royal court mage. From what they could gather, Sir Allo had apparently assisted Ivadi with his magic armor.

The vampire began to speak. Felicie was aware of Ivadi's shyness towards the opposite sex and occasionally liked to mess with him. "Ivadi, are you still working on that magic armor? And you even went to Sir Allo for guidance? Honestly, instead of always tinkering with gadgets you should build experience with the ladies. Ever date a mamono before?" She began to lick her lips after her comment toward Ivadi. Anri began to roll her eyes at Felicie's antics. She let out a small sigh before speaking. "Here she goes again. Ivadi has to be the five guy she's tried to wrap around her finger today."

[hothead1021]

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"Well...I noticed him following me to the cafeteria when i went to get something to eat. i was a little curious about him so i decided to ask him to sit with me. because it seems unlike you, I've already figured out why he's supposed to be here. though I'm still kinda surprised how you still haven't figured it out to be honest." he said "after talking to him i found out he is quite a nice guy, a lot more nice than you seem to give him credit for. really Lisia you should really get to know people more before you immediately judge them." he said smiling

Ivadi blushed, sure he always liked to watch Felicies antics form afar but he always had trouble when she turned her attention to him. he was always a little flustered when she began teasing him "Nnn...t-that's....well.....I never dated one.." he replied. though out of all the other times she's done this, instead of backing away he held his ground now as he calmed down a little but still couldn't hide his blush

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"I'm fine, really.", Brandon replied to the mercenary. Although, he was relieved that he can return to the conversation he was having with Tibrus now. "Uh, since they're no longer focusing on you sir, can you tell me about this Cloak Wanderer you spoke of?", he asked the Architect. Despite focusing his attention on Tibrus, he was also paying attention to the others' conversations.

"Ivadi, you should definitely join the tournament. I want to test a few things out on you if we ever get to fight.", Brandon stated bluntly as he has been meaning to use a few of his items on Ivadi for quite some time. Brandon was aware that Ivadi was a specialist in hand-to-hand combat, but he wanted to see if he can fight him to a draw or beat him in battle with some of his creations. That, and he wanted to see some of Ivadi's new tricks. He ignored Ivadi's shyness and Felicie's flirting since he doesn't want to make a bad impression for Tibrus. But he decided to tease Lisianthus a bit.

"Wow Lisianthus, I thought a princess such as yourself would try and be more social and less hostile to others. Shouldn't you try to learn more about others before judging them? From what I can tell, you made the same decision as an Orderite when judging people.", he stated bluntly. He compared her to the Order since they aren't very recieved in the society of Zauberheim. He also have never referred the princess as 'Lisia' as he find it to be too 'intimate' for him to call her. He never call someone by their nicknames as he finds that only friends do that. He doesn't consider himself to anyone friend since he's quite antisocial. Although, he'll use nicknames if their full name is too hard to pronounce.

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Word Play watched as Allo turned and left. "Yeesh, no need for the cold shoulder. It just rained after all.", he stated as he made a terrible joke. Seeing that there's nothing left for him to do at the moment, he decided to find something to pass the time. But first, he need to leave the courtyard since that Allo guy made it clear that he's not welcome here. Turning to the gates of the academy, he walked through them and into the town. He's certain that he can find something to do there.

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Tibrus watched the proceedings with a mental chuckle, the banter reminded him of his 2 children when they were younger. If he were honest if only to himself he did miss those days when he first took them under his wing... He pushed the thought away for the moment, giving a nod to the mercenary when he spoke of letting Brandon and himself continue where they left off.

He watched from the corner of his eye, seeing how the young Ivadi dealt with the teasing. Despite the blush the boy stood firm, gaining a bit more respect from the Architect. If you didn't find the strength to stand firm for yourself you'll be bowled over every time.

Looking to Brandon, Tibrus gave a nod.

"Right then. I'll start with what most people know of, what you might hear from bars or gaggles of mamono from time to time. The Cloaked Wanderer is a figure that doesn't appear very often but when present he'll leave his mark in such a way that those present will never forget it."

"Garbed in a dusty brown cloak, walking forward, never telling of a destination except a direction such as North or South. He's a man shrouded in mystery, if it weren't for his skills as a warrior many wouldn't pay much attention to him. Most accounts are scarce as he isn't seen often, but what the people say make up for it. When was the last time you saw a man move as swift as a Greater Elementalist without the aid of a Sylph? Or a man with the physical might to challenge the strongest of Ogres?"

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Peter thought his waiting in the courtyard would be dull and uneventful. Apparently not so for a person who looked a lot like Assassin appeared though instead of black, the person's clothes were white and he wore a mask. The student knew this stranger was not allowed in the Academy grounds but he did not have the nerve to tell him off. He also feared this stranger might retaliate and thus he would have to fight, something he did not want to happen.

Fortunately for the boy, someone else had decided to uphold the rules. Peter recognized him as Ventreus Allo, the court mage of Zauberheim. The student was not sure what he was doing in the Academy but he was nonetheless happy that he did not have to talk to the stranger.

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Assassin was at the peak of his patience but did a good job hiding it. His objective was probably bored to death now and thus the hooded person approached the person he was most acquainted in the room: the stranger adventurer. Assassin placed his hand on one of the adventurer's shoulders, interrupting whatever he was doing, and gave him the package. He then pointed to Tibrus before leaving.

But not before looking at the Jinko student for a solid five seconds. Assassin knew of their kind and their skill in battle but what made the hooded person stop and stare is that he had the hardest time of evading one that had fallen for him even with help from his allies. Eventually he was forced to use the last solution: He killed the Jinko in cold blood. It was not the first time he did it at an innocent monster but the deed never got easier. It took at least a year for Assassin to get over a murder but the Jinko's case was only four months old. The memory was still fresh.

Assassin forcefully looked away in while clutching his mouth and took his leave with his breathe heavy.

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Brandon listened to Tibrus' words as he try to recall any mention of this 'Cloaked Wanderer'. From what Tibrus has told him, this 'Cloaked Wanderer' sounds like a fictional being from a fairy tale. However, he knew that Tibrus wouldn't bother telling him something that isn't real. Whoever this 'Cloaked Wanderer' is, he's must be powerful.

"I never heard of anything like that, sir.", Brandon answered to Tibrus' question.

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The Architect nodded in understanding, if the boy hadn't heard the tale then he hadn't.

"Right. It's just as well, last there was any official reports from the Order was from a few years before the Princess was born. You still hear it from time to time, mostly from Mamono though from what I've seen. Specifically from Spirit and Undead Mamono like young Miss Felicie." He made a small gesture with his chin towards the vampire in question before fully facing Brandon once more.

"That's probably the strangest factor of all. Most people don't garner the attention of an entire class of mamono like this, it's ever so curious..." A hand grasped his chin as he pondered once more, but his posture denoted he would not stop listening to the young man before him.

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The swordsman, observing the bantering between the students, has his attention drawn to the hand on his shoulder. He turns to see the hooded figure he became acquainted with earlier today. The hooded figure promptly gives him the package he had been holding and points at the Architect. He then leaves the facility as fast as he came to the mercenary. The swordsman gathered that the man had grew impatient after being denied Tibrus's attention for so long. He shook his head with a light smile and went to give Sir Heatherman his parcel. "Sir Heatherman, I believe this package is for you. A hooded man who came into the facility shortly before I did had this in his hand. I gather that he grew impatient and as response passed his errand onto me. Though, I'm sure why he couldn't just have gotten your attention himself..."

As the Princess heard the comments of both Brandon and Ivadi about being friendly toward strangers, she began to retort as a means of defensing her actions. "Believe me, I would like to be able to trust every stranger that I can. But I'm afraid that I can't do as such. I can't simply extend a friendly hand towards a man who mysterious ways further shirk his innocence." The Princess then makes a small sigh. While she still didn't like the idea of the man being here, she was beginning to understand the reason for his presence at the kingdom. "But, I suppose if this man warrants the trust of both Ventreus Allo and Sir Heatherman then there's no need for me to worry. As she was about to apologize to the swordsman, she noticed the hooded figure giving him a small package and then promptly leaving after pointing to Sir Tiburs. Lisia recognized him as the cafeteria worker who was always around Peter. She recalls being suspicious of him went she first saw him as well. "That man doesn't seem to be very sociable, to the point where he couldn't have just gotten Sir Heatherman's attention himself. I wonder what his relation to Peter is?" Anri, noticing that the hooded man had stared at here for several seconds also made a comment about him. "He is rather strange, like he's trying to hide something."

As the swordsman gives Tibrus his parcel, he overhears them talking about he Cloaked Wanderer. The wanderer was indeed a man shrouded in mystery, the mercenary himself had barely heard anything about the man in question. But he would wonder about that later, as it was time the mercenary did what he came here to do as well. The swordsman begins to ask Tibrus a question. He wanted to hear yes, but he knew the answer would probably be the latter. "Sir Architect, if I my ask, could I speak to you in private for a moment. It's about my 'contract' with King Reinhardt."

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Seeing his attention turned towards the Architect, Ivadi turned his attention back to the student counsel member Felice. "To answer your question, no I haven't, I've spent most of my life alone and most of my free time at school building my project. but now that i'm done with it that can change. whether or not you try to tease or mock me." he said with a nod as he stretched a little "do you have anything else you wish to speak to me about? if not i'll take my leave." he said

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The swordsman's attention was geared toward the head architect as he asked his question.

Somewhat surprised by Ivadi holding his ground and giving a response that wasn't garbled by stutters, Felicie decides to end her conversation with the young mage with a simple retort. "Hmph, well if you do decide to start building experience, I'll be the first to tell you that you won't find many girls out there who outclass me." Felicie then turned her attention to Brandon who had been talking to Tibrus about something. She noticed his gauntlet on the table near them. Seeing it, the council member decided to tease him a little. "Ah Brandon, still tinkering with your gadgets too? I admire you dedication to you business, I do hope your device carries you far in the tournament. By the way, the four of us planned to join the tournament as well. Who knows, maybe we'll fight each other."

As Ivadi was about to take his leave, Anri begins to speak to him separate from the others. "Ivadi, I'm rather impressed you stood your ground against Felicie's antics. She usually gets many a boy wrapped around her finger with just a few words." She then takes a look at the magic armor he had been working on. "So, do you plan on entering the tournament now that your armor is complete? I'm curious, as if you do enter you may end up fighting Lisia, Felicie, or even me."

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Ivadi smiled when Anri praised him for his backbone. and when he heard her speak about the tournament, he smiled. "Well for Felice, she's not that dangerous no matter how much she thinks she is. and as for the tournament, Not only do I plan on joining the tournament now, but I will NOT hold back, for the sake of my opponent and for my own sake as well. and if Felice or you do end up being my opponents, I've uhh..been developing new moves to use." he said with a grin

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Ivadi's words piqued Anri's interest. The jinko was usually stoic and didn't engage in conversation often, except when it came to talk of battle. "Oh ho? So, you've developed some new strategies, is that right? Well, I'm glad to hear you're going to give it your all in the tournament, I look forward to facing you. However, do know one thing -- while you may grow in strength, do not forget that others grow in strength as well. Felicie especially has been practicing her magic to the point where her execution is nearly flawless. And I believe I need not explain Lisia's growth to you, as the royal family has many powerful spells and techniques at its disposal. As for me...well, lets just say that I've been sharpening my claws for the very day that the tournament starts."

Anri turns to look at Brandon, remembering that he to will be in the competition. "Also, don't forget about Brandon, he's in it as well. And I'm pretty sure he's not perfecting that gauntlet for nothing." After speaking her words, she places one of her paws on Ivadi's shoulder and shows a light smile. "But like I said, I'm impressed that you're pretty gung-ho about all this. It almost seems like you've grown a little."

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Ivadi can't help but chuckle ever so slightly when Anri finished her piece "why Anri, it almost sounds like you did not think about that." he said with a grin "I'll also let you know this, I am an Ambrosius. i'll let you know that this name is not just a mere name." he said with a clear fire in his eyes now, he doesn't even know himsef where this inner confidence is coming from but all he knows is that he likes it. "I'm skilled in both martial arts and magic and I very well intend to show you the fruits of my labor." he said standing tall despite his short size. with a bow, he turns to leave for his room