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Introduction to Arcane & Metaphysical Theory 1000
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PostPosted: Fri May 19, 2017 10:38 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Jerking awake after their extended daydream, Fliss automatically clutched for the dream, which didn't seem to have come with her. The dreamcatcher had, obviously, but she was quick to remove it, leaving the delicate piece on her desk as she packed her bag to head out. As fascinating as the field trip had been, it had left her uneasy. She needed to talk it out with someone.
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PostPosted: Sat May 20, 2017 11:29 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Waking from the Dream World had Ammy in slightly fuddled mind pickled in the potent fear of the Ebony Knight spiked with the bitter sweet victory again. Rubbing at her golden eyes a few times, she noticed she was back in the class room, bereft of blanket, plush dog toy and the hideous war trophy she hoped the rest of the class would not remember. Her fingers trailed to the dream catcher that was on her desk that came back with her, her mind at work on whether to take it or leave it. She saw some of the other students regaining senses and noticed Fliss leaving.

Ammy took her own Dream Catcher and put it in her satchel right next to her Barrington Codex. Perhaps it may come in handy should the goddess ever find herself adrift in the Dream World again. Or perhaps it would hang beside a transparent cube as a reminder that she'd won a fight twice. Ammy stood quietly and left the classroom not wanting to add any jarring stimulus to those coming out of the Dream themselves. She had a lot to think on as well.
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PostPosted: Sun May 21, 2017 9:53 pm    Post subject: The Ultimate Darkness Reply with quote

Layla’s head fell forwards slightly and her eyes shot open. She immediately lifted her arm to see if she still wore the armband tether, then rubbed her wrist in its absence. Only because she was facing forwards, she noticed the instructor was missing. She didn’t really care since he seemed like if he got left behind anywhere, he’d probably be able to fend for himself.

After looking around the room to make sure everyone else had returned safely, she sat for a moment, trying to remember the last addition to their Dream world. She had only briefly seen it before the professor abruptly dismissed class, but it was enough to draw her attention. She had thought she had found the ultimate darkness in her De-Light, but the black knight seemed to be even darker as its armor absorbed all the light around it. She had noticed the white rose emblem on its chest only because she thought it was a shame to disgrace the darkness with its light contrast.

Her thoughts then turned to who made the form; the pathetic little artist in the back of the class that she sometimes caught staring at her. Wondering what kind of De-light he had found to warrant such a creation and why he would care about such a thing, she began to wonder if he was a little more dark than she gave him credit for. She glanced at him briefly, developing an idea.

Layla stood up and began gathering her supplies. Ignoring the homework assignment from their teacher, she was more focused on the assignment The Company had given her. She would have to fight in a cage match, unless she could find someone to take her place. Her only concern was that it would be a fight to the death and, as a result, something she’d much rather delegate to someone else. As she threw her worn leather knapsack over her shoulder, she glanced at the boy once more. She smiled at him, then turned and proceeded to leave.

As she made her way out of the classroom, there was a slight disturbance at her feet. It would have easily gone unnoticed unless someone was actually looking for it. It almost seemed as though her shadow was a little darker than it should have been and lingered just a little too long over the linoleum flooring it covered. It would have made her life so much simpler if the darkness from her De-light had merely followed her out from the Dream world. Unfortunately for her, that was far from the case.
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PostPosted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 10:47 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Just after last class, while Atticus was still in Dream...

He had remained behind, and much to his consternation - if not surprise - so had the Knight. It advanced on Atticus, who threw an arm up in a defensive gesture as gleaming wards written in arcane language on the very air wrapped themselves around the black clad figure, seeking to immobilize it. No words had been spoken, the gesture had been immediate and reflexive. As they wrapped around the ebon clad form, they transformed from words to bands of glowing energy.

"What are you doing here," it was more than half rhetorical of the Artificer to ask, and simply implied that of all places, the being had no place there. "If you needed my council, you were to wait within my Sanctum. We don't need you here, scaring the students." He stared long at the armored figure before demanding an answer from the otherwise silent juggernaut. "Well?"

"The boy summoned us," the Knight began to answer.

"Then it was because you allowed yourself to be seen. You strayed from your posting in the lake of the glen." The wizard's posture relaxed somewhat. "I realize your difficulty," though the words could have been consoling, Atticus's tone was more chastising as though he spoke to a faulty piece of equipment. "You don't know what you are - and neither do I. That makes you dangerous, perhaps." He tilted his head as he observed the Knight, "I'm no longer certain your component parts will ever blend together; part him, part her, and technology and magic binding it - you - all together into some kind of Frankenstein. I still cannot decipher how the bond holds."

"I can," the Knight returned, without moving. The two sat staring at one another in silence for some time. Their alien miens were too far removed, collectively, from humanity for it to be called awkward. It simply was what it was. For a long time, the wizard did not question the Knights claim, he simply regarded him with a mixture of skepticism and scorn.

"Elaborate, then." Atticus quietly demanded after a long silence.

"Love," the word left the Knights lips unhindered, a simple statement of fact. The bands of energy around him seemed to bend back on themselves, as space itself warped where they had landed on his body. He stepped forward. Atticus posture did not change, not even a dilation of pupils to signal alarm. Nor did the look of skepticism vanish. "I will return to the Glen, or if circumstances permit, the Docks. I await further summons, thus."

"Love," Atticus sighed to himself as a silvery white portal opened with a swipe of the Knights left hand. "After all this time? After all you've seen?" Atticus speaking on the subject of love was odd enough, and as alien a topic for lecture as any he could think of choosing for himself. The Knight hesitated and looked back for a moment.

"Always." The Knight nodded tersely and stepped into the portal, it closing behind him.

Atticus stood alone in Dream, surveying the spot of the Knights departure, before once again glancing around the grounds where the classroom had stood. He remained there a long time, considering the Knight, considering his students, considering himself. Emotion was still difficult for him, in many ways alien to him. It was easy enough to see the connection and influence of emotion on the articulation of power, as evidenced by his students participation in Dream. Could one emotion in particular weigh so heavily upon the scales, though? What were the limits, if any, to the way such a thing may modify power?

He was proud of all of his students, in different ways. Most of them chose to stretch their abilities and truly test their limits unhindered in Dream - and due to the way he designed the scenario, there was nothing wrong with them doing that. Let it inspire them back in the waking world, inspire and awaken them, to the limits or limitlessness of their powers. There was one however, Ms. Storm, in which he could not help but take particular interest. Her conviction to do no harm, or anything that might be construed as harm, was in some ways typical of someone of her talents. Pyromancers generally tended towards always erring on the side of safety, or being borderline or complete sociopaths; the latter he would not teach, and would have felt obligated to monitor more closely. The notion of a pyromantic abjurer, however, left him intrigued. He couldn't help but wonder what would happen, and pity the aggressor, who turned her conviction to do no harm on it's head, and invoked her unfettered wrath. Her native determination would make her a formidable foe.

He couldn't tell how long he tarried, but he felt somehow it was too long. A blue rent in space and time opened to the safety of his Sanctum on Horizon, and he stepped through. The preparations for the next class were long ago made, but he preferred to have ample time to go over them anyway.

((Lectures incoming shortly - more shortly than the time between my last post and this one, ie, within the next week <3))
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PostPosted: Thu Jun 29, 2017 11:34 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Horizon Amphitheater. Mage Hall. Academy of Bristle Crios.

It had been some time since their last class, the regular curriculum having been interrupted by protests on campus and throughout the rest of the city as well. At the request of the administration, Atticus had had to attend seminars on cultural empathy and sensitivity training, the results of which were likely to be subtle at best. An errant remark he'd made, loosely worded, had sparked controversy among the alumni, casting him in an unfavorable light. The hiatus of all classes had given him ample time to reflect, but he preferred shorter periods of introspection punctuated by extended periods of external focus. Now in the brief period before class started, Atticus was afforded yet another brief flash of introspection as he realized how his time away from teaching allowed him a more objective view of what he'd been doing. Not only that, but how that new objectivity would change his teaching method.

Before the students began arriving, he began loading notes onto the transparent boards. Questions, lists, diagrams, and definitions covered three entire boards – and would immediately be transcribed into any Codex's opened during the class, as was noted in the top right of the central board. He would offer a smile, his version of one at least, to students as they entered, but otherwise keep about his work until the notations were all loaded onto the boards.

Transparent Boards wrote:

The last subdivision of Arcane Arts we will be studying: that which draws from and manipulates the unliving, (not to be confused with undead – the unliving pertains to that which was never alive) primordial energies, and that which draws from and manipulates the living (in this rare case, the 'living' also includes the undead). The former is routinely thought of as 'Sorcery', the latter as 'Mysticism'.

What is Sorcery?

Sorcery – A Way of Looking at the World?

Schools of Sorcery:
Aeromancy – Air & Wind
Cryomancy – Ice & Cold
Divination – Determining Past or Future Events
Electromancy – Electricity & Magnetism
Enchantment – Imbuing Objects with Arcane Energy
Geomancy – Earth & Rock
Hyrdomancy – Water
Pyromancy - Fire
Spectramancy - Light
Summoning – Transporting via Arcane Energy
Transmutation – Changing Matter

What is the 'best' School of Sorcery? How many schools can I learn?

What is Mysticism?

Mysticism – A Way of Looking at the Self?

Mystic Spheres:
Animism – Talk With & Mimic Animals & Plants
Alteration – Shapechanging
Channelling – Adjusting the Physical State
Healing – Restoring Health & Energy
Meditation – Adjusting the Mental State
Mentalism – Power of Telepathy
Necromancy – Cause Arcane injury, Commanding & Creating Undead
Sensitivity – Aura Perception
Spiritualism – Communicating with, Creating Spirits

What is the 'best' Mystic Sphere to focus on?

The Curious Case for Wood
Wood – Dead or Unalive?
What about Hybrid Magic?

Combining Sorcery & Mysticism

Spellcraft & Design: What Are the Factors?
Invocation Time – How Long Does it Take to Cast?
Range – How Distant Do I Need to Effect?
Duration – How Long Must I Maintain the Spell?
Area – What Amount of Space Must the Spell Effect?
Effect – How Intense is the Effect?

Notice to Students – This Material Will Be Covered During the Final Two Lectures.



The last line was underlined just as the last student sat down (barring any latecomers), and he stepped in front of the lectern and leaned back against it just slightly. Atticus cleared his throat.

“Homework assignments given during our last class will be forgiven if you haven't completed them, or will count as bonus credit if you have.” He took a moment to scan the students, gauging their reactions, before continuing. “I have a fair degree of certainty that this will be the portion of the class you were likely looking forward to the most. Students, welcome back to A&M Theory.” A slight smirk betrayed him as he considered, briefly, the implications of his phrasing. What part of the class might they assume he was talking about, if they hadn't read the boards? Why, the end, of course.
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PostPosted: Fri Jun 30, 2017 9:55 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

After a good long break, thanks to various disturbances and her parents flipping out over deaths on campus happening nowhere near her at the time, Fliss was back, feeling a lot less confrontational about Professor D'Arcstorm and his methods.

And then she saw the boards. And the smile. Good gods, the smile ...

Sitting down heavily, she opened up her Codex to let it transcribe everything itself and pulled her notebook out. The very first line she wrote was ... Cultural empathy and sensitivity training has sent the prof round the bend. Warning! Warning! Then she closed her notebook and got comfortable, actually reading what was up on the boards.

Well now ... this actually sounded like it might be more fun. Had they finally reached the practical application part of Theory?
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PostPosted: Sun Jul 23, 2017 12:34 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

“Just like the rest of what you've studied here, it's important to note that the definitions you'll learn here are only a frame work – by their very nature, they change according to the practitioner's subjectivity.” The class had settled down faster than he anticipated, either eager to learn, or eager for the bell and the end of term in general. 'No matter,' he thought. He had never considered that he might have been in some way obsessed about his teaching before, had not considered it until his counselling. He was put off by the notion that the class itself was subject, but when the counselor had drawn the parallel between the subjectivity of his students to the class to the subjectivity of Arcanists and their spellcraft, there was little he could say to argue. He was resigned to teach the class according to his own, he hoped objective, point of view, and let the rest fall to the students for their interpretation.

“We're going to jump around a little bit in the syllabus now, so while that-” he gestured to the notes on the transparent boards, “Provides a basic outline for what we'll be doing, the actual practical work is going to be done a bit more out of order. First, as you can see reading down through our to-do list, there are two main categories of magic listed: Sorcery & Mysticism. Both of which have already been loosely defined up there, along with their subcategories. Before we go any further, I'll field any generic questions you have about what's in your notes, but I'd prefer to keep the elaborations brief, if possible. The notes should provide us with a more than level playing field, as it were.”

“Feel free to read into the term 'playing field',” he was moving back behind the lectern now, “Because we're going to play a game. The rules are simple, and I'm familiar enough with all of you to know that you're all more than capable of playing. Simply put, you must either define – through explaining the phenomena seen or encountered – a spell that you've seen, heard of, or read about. You don't have to list a 'name', you can call it anything you wish – many casters 'customize' their spells by giving them names, but many have quite common core components. A magic missile is a magic missile is a magic missile, whether made of fire, light, or water. The other option, and this is my preference,” he paused for a moment, not for drama, though it did seem to heighten for a moment. “Is that you cast a spell yourself, preferably something which we can discern in some way; don't try to claim you've cast a Divination charm and then proceed to simply make something up.” His tone was very dry, with a vague hint of amusement.
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PostPosted: Sun Jul 23, 2017 12:35 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

“After the spell is named, explained, or cast, tell the class whether it is Sorcery, or Mysticism. In addition, bonus marks will be awarded if you can name a subcategory to which the spell might belong. There are no wrong answers, and no penalty for a wrong guess, though I would ask you not to be completely silly in your assertions. I would also suggest that students comment on each others examples as well, which is to say, if you think the spell in question might be the opposite of what the person who gave the example claimed, feel free to state why, and how it might better fit in another category.”

“Consider this to be the end of class homework, at the beginning of the class. For those of you who were worried,” he smirked again. He couldn't help it. He knew students longed for the end of classes. “I will drone on and give brief additional notes on the various schools and spheres listed on the board now. Nothing in depth, just something to fill the moments while you prepare your examples. Don't worry about interrupting me, simply stand and I'll pause in giving notes to let you give your examples. I may, on occasion, play Devil's Advocate as well in some cases, and try to make you consider more 'outside the box' thinking in how you define you magics.”

((Greetings everyone! I only waited this time to make sure people saw it was being posted to again, and to give anyone that wanted to do an entrance time enough to do so. I'm going to try to lay down some brief notes for the class every other day or three, while giving you/ the students time to throw something out there. Don't wait for Atticus to intro anyone, or worry that he's being interrupted – like a good AI, he'll pause in his efforts while the students take the stage. If you plan on your character casting a spell themselves, which I encourage everyone to do if it's an option, feel free to assume that the classroom environment has been optimized to support whatever spells you wish to cast, in a fashion that will not be harmful to the other students; ie, fire spells aren't going to ignite the books, no one will drown in a water summoning spell, etc. That being said, have fun with it, go wild, don't -try- to burn the place down, or injure others characters. :p))
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PostPosted: Sun Jul 23, 2017 7:57 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Ah, well, this part was easy. Even though she didn't consider what she did as particularly spell-casty, Fliss was definitely at home with this. She waited for the inevitable pause, raising her hand to volunteer herself as the first demonstrator. Getting to her feet, she shucked off her clothes - for reasons that would become only too clear in just a few moments - revealing that, like her father, she wore a skin-tight bodysuit beneath.

"Nobody panic, I've got this under control," she promised, and quite simply combusted.

Every inch of her set light, from the tips of her hair to her ankles, though she thoughtfully left her feet free from flames to avoid damaging the floor. Through the flickering brightness, her features were still discernible; she had become, to all intents and purposes, just a fire person of some kind. She held the flame for about a minute, fluctuating the heat and intensity just to show off, really, before absorbing the fire back into herself. The body-suit was untouched, proof that even if she'd been wearing her uniform, she wouldn't have been nude after going to flame. This was her innate skill, her born power, and even though she hated it at times, Fliss was beginning to learn why her father enjoyed being what they were so much.

"So ... pretty obviously, it's Sorcery, and even more obviously, Pyromancy," she said with a grin. "It doesn't really have a name - I guess The Human Torch is already taken, so feel free to name it if you like." She shrugged, biting her lip. "And ... I'm gonna get dressed again now."

Blushing, she pulled her clothes back on haphazardly, throwing herself back into her seat to hide her face behind her hair. One moment of confidence, and now she just wanted everyone to forget she was there.
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