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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lord_Gareth" data-source="post: 3250661" data-attributes="member: 48062">[sblock=OOC] Well, finding out about the old college is pretty damned easy. Ask any random citizen of Porthaven. About eight years ago, the whole place went up in a surge of elemental energy. Now, anyone who survived it (most of the teachers) can tell you more. Endeca attempted to use a spell of her own design during the final examination. Through a combination of faulty construction, a missed syllable in the incantation, and the fact that she was attempting what would be a ninth level spell, the magic went awry. The whole school went up in the four cardinal elements. Endeca was the only student to survive. Cog, that reminds me. Endeca became connected with the four elements during that event, which is why her elemental spells are a bit...odd. If she does something (like what's about to happen) that shouldn't be possible normally, that's why. Just remember, it's part of her spell's somatic components. This is also why her fireball was like that.As to her family, that'll be harder to find out about. Endeca left for the school when she was barely 40. She hardly remembers her parents at all, and her parents wouldn't recognize her as she is (she was WAAAAAY less flamboyant then). I doubt you'll find anything more than very old memories, and maybe a mild longing to go visit. The village itself is on the ass end of the world; any further north, and they'd freeze to death even WITH magic.As to OOCing things before we RP them, it sounds like a good idea, but Endeca can reign herself in...for now.[/sblock]The tiny elf looks defaiantly up at Mem, her ire evident. Overhead, the clouds darken, and a single lightning bolt streaks down into her hand. She clenches the ball tightly, fighting with herself. The air seems charged with both electricity and emotion as the Chaos Mage struggles with her urge to strike down the giant before her and her knowledge that Mem wouldn't be stupid enough to show up in person. Finally, she crushes the ball in her fist, and the electricity dissapates, bringing the clouds back to their normal color."Mem, for six years, I've seen how you treat Es. For six years, I've seen you torment her, treat her like a slave. I've seen dogs that live better than your daughter. Worse, you do your best to keep her  intentionally miserable! You discourage her from making friends, from meeting people she might like. Snuggles even tells me you've had half a mind to end me at a few points in time. I tell you this now, once and for all. Es may be your 'daughter', but you are no mother. A mother cares. A mother loves and nurtures her children. A mother knows that she can't control her children's lives, and accepts that someday, they have to go away. You've shackled Es to you, made her something she doesn't want to be. You deny her freedom while reveling in your own. It isn't right, and you know it. I'm delivering this ultimatum to you; at the end of this job, you will free your daughter, to do as she wishes, when she wishes, and how she wishes to do it. If you don't, if you try to keep her as your slave, so help me, not even the gods themselves will save you from my wrath."She turns about and walks off, heading towards the Citadel.[sblock=OOC] Alright, that work? Also, Cog, she's going to the Headquarters[/sblock]</blockquote>

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