Outer Planar High; Pilot

[The Goblin King]

Dewey sighs mournfully. In the future he will resolve to be early so that he can take his preferred seating in the front row. Dewey quickly takes his seat next to Alural. He gives a friendly smile and then gets out his text book. She seems nice enough but Dewey can't help wondering if she is one of those girls his mother warned him about.

Earlier that week...
"Do your best sweetie. A lot of things are going to be different. Living in the city with your uncle. Going to a big school. But I know you can manage."

"Thanks mom."

"My little man is growing up so fast." she hugs him.
"Now remember that you are there to learn. If I hear about you falling in with a bad crowd there will be hell to pay."

"I will make you proud. I will be the best priest ever."

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

You are assigned to the last group, consisting of a putrid human male, a smooth-skinned copper-red Slaad, a grim female, a four-foot beetle and an Orc with bright-red hair.

Craeleric scans the assembled humanoids (plus the insect) slowly and without pause. His right cheek twitches- or is that a wink of challenge?- at the sight of the Slaad, and then he adjusts his the chain shirt over his orange outfit, nods decisively and steps forward, attempting to take control of the situation in his typical, blunt manner.

"I am Craeleric. I am..."-he hesitates for just a moment- "honored to make your acquaintance. I'm sure we'll get along just fine, doing..." he makes a small gesture with his right hand from his waist "the exercises Coach Ferru had planned for us today." He looks around. He turns back to them and switches from pleseantries to something he's much more comfortable with- tactics. "What are your various fighting techniques?"

 

[Kalanyr]

Vandredi rolls his eyes at Craleric before grinning at the others happily.

"Tactics are boring, think in the moment, react, and do whatever it takes to win! As long as no one gets hurt,so lets get on with this already!" As long as they aren't evil at any rate

 

[Robbert Raets]

The big lug in front of Alural seems to ponder something for a moment, and then gets up and turns around to face her. He is awfully huge, and his horns nearly scrape the ceiling.

He adresses Alural; "Hello. Gzrt no smell you here before?"

Meanwhile, a pale man in his late fourties enters the classroom and starts rummaging through the papers stacked on the teacher's desk.

 

[Robbert Raets]

The dark girl and the insectoid detect as evil. The others seem to be neutral.
The putrid human wanders off, dripping slime and not paying much attention to the here and now.
The dark girl seems bored, easily dodgeing the Slaad's attacks.
The demon-bug adresses you; "Hello, newkomers, I am Trakko. My kombat powers exist mostly of klawing others to death." He suppports his claim by rapidly waving his four claws in the air.
"The Ork you see is a shape-shifting Hellhound called Kyrb. The odd greenish hew-man over there is 'Pseudo' Dan. The fast human girl we kall 'Dark' Daralyn. And the hulking kopper-skinned guy is 'Perfekt' H'rry. Who are you two?"

 

[Sixchan]

A smile? A SMILE? Is that ALL he's going to give me? Am I losing my touch? Hmph. Well, this minotaur thing might be entertaining.

Alural 'checks out' the Minotaur-like creature, and assuming she finds 'something' to her liking, she replies to him. "Well--Gzrt, was it?--I'm new here. It's my first day. How are you?"

OOC: Specially for you Rob, I'll make sure I pick halfing next time I have an alternate form to choose.

 

[Robbert Raets]

Alural 'checks out' the Minotaur-like creature, and assuming she finds 'something' to her liking, she replies to him. "Well--Gzrt, was it?--I'm new here. It's my first day. How are you?"

"Me not feel so good. Coach say, if Gzrt want on team, Gzrt needs to keep grades up. That why Gzrt is in first year again. You look like nice, smart lady. And smell good, too. Would you help with study?"

OOC: Specially for you Rob, I'll make sure I pick halfing next time I have an alternate form to choose.

 

[Sixchan]

"I'm not sure I can, sweetie. I've never been good at school, and learning things has never been something I'm good at either. But they say you can learn better if you relieve stress..."

 

[Robbert Raets]

"Usually it help when I beat up. Dey scared of Gzrt and do homework for me. But Coach say Prince... Prance... Principal no like dat."

Meanwhile, the pale human has started reading from the Presence List;
"Shelby Arne?"
A spidery leg is raised in the back row.
"Kelly Gaffer?"
A small hand can be seen, frantically waving behind a broad-shouldered Formian.
"Christina Gnobal?"
An exotic, Persianesque younglady raises her wispy arm.
"Gzrt the Goristro?"
Gzrt rams his fist into the ceiling.
"...Yes...Well...Burning Leaf?"
A flaming tree extends a branch, which promptly scatters ashes througout the classroom.
"Er...Lance Lott?"
A blonde, long-haired human stands up; "Right here!"
"Yes. Aeriella Moonberry?"
A young Elf in flowing green robes waves her finger at the teacher.
"Dewey Muhldra?"

 

[Kalanyr]

"Trakko, I am Vandredi. "