Whirtlestaffs Wizards Academy Action: in-character thread

[Leif]

Still at The Staff of Life

As Dalomock, Capizzio, Alexandra and the others digest their brisket and talk, a waitress brings a pot of coffee to the table and pours for any who desire it. "Fine night, isn't it? Can I bring you some more food? Or perhaps dessert?

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Oh no my charming lady, I'm afraid I have ate more than enough for today" the gnome says with a wining smile.

 

[FreeXenon]

Durgeon (Male Dwarf Conjurer)

After having drank the entire bottle rather too quickly and penning a new spell or two from her book Durgeon says red cheeked and with a dour and dumb smile on his face "So, Flora what plans have you following this accursed place?"

 

[Scott DeWar]

As Dalomock, Capizzio, Alexandra and the others digest their brisket and talk, a waitress brings a pot of coffee to the table and pours for any who desire it. "Fine night, isn't it? Can I bring you some more food? Or perhaps dessert?

No, i too am stuffed. perhaps the coffee would be good...i still have more studying to do.

 

[Leif]

Fyi

No, i too am stuffed. perhaps the coffee would be good...i still have more studying to do.

You know that Jerabewal keeps a rather large urn of quite good coffee freshly brewed throughout the night, so that he and all the students who study late at night have fresh coffee available all night long. (In fact, Jerabewal grinds his own beans during the day, so that the night's coffee is always extremely fresh and potent.) The urn is kept down a side passage between the Common Room (or Students' Lounge) and the Front Desk where Jerabewal is stationed during the night. The coffee here at the Staff of Life is by no means inferior, but, somehow, it still lacks the special touch of Jerabewal's concoction.

OOC: I am ready to press onward anytime you guys are, or you're free to keep chatting for as long as you like.

 

[Shayuri]

"Oh, no thanks," Alexandra says brightly to the waitress. "I'm fine with water."

She shrugs at the others. "I'm hoping to get accepted into the graduate studies program here, and go into research. I can't think of anywhere I'd rather be than here...unless it's on a visit to recover relics and information about the past. Did you know there were ancient human civilizations that used tiny magically animated animals that were made of hollow clay? Baked and everything...not still soft like a golem. The creatures are everywhere, probably forming an entire servant caste of nonliving 'creatures,' that were smaller and less durable than modern golems, but also only a fraction of the time and cost to make? Our golems may well be merely a crude and hamfisted attempt to replicate them. That's, uh..." She hastily sifts through a small stack of books at her side. "Polla Tinctos, in her book The Mud Menagerie."

 

[Scotley]

After having drank the entire bottle rather too quickly and penning a new spell or two from her book Durgeon says red cheeked and with a dour and dumb smile on his face "So, Flora what plans have you following this accursed place?"

She takes a sip of wine from her crystal goblet, "I thought I'd travel to dwarven lands and see if all dwarves really are as glum as you." She smiles at him and takes a more serious tone. "You really want to know? I wish I knew." She sighs, "My family name is on the outs with the Elf Court back home. My prospects there would be few and far between. I guess I'll go out and slay a dragon. Bring home such a pile of treasure the high and mighty folk back home will decide to forget about the past." She laughs at the notion. "I guess I'll try to find a place as a court wizard somewhere, but I'm not crazy about the idea. That's my sad tale." She pauses for another sip of wine. "What about you? Got a bearded princess back home pining for you?"

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Pfff" the gnome makes a gesture with his hand "Boring. I though humans where adventurers for nature. Research is for big brainies. Let them make the hard work and lets use it to get some money and blast some evil monster in the real life. Research... HA!"

 

[Leif]

One of your acquaintances from the Academy is also in the Staff of Life right now. He's not exactly one of your favorite classmates, in fact, he's, well, how can I put this delicately -- he's a hard-boiled ass. His name is Grygor. But, apparently, he has overheard (or eavesdropped upon) Dalomock's exclamation (which does not surprise anyone in the least), and he leans in to comment:

"Shaaayyy, if it's adventure and excitement that you're looking for, you really should check out the bulletin board outside the Placement Office. We'll be putting up a new notice the first thing tomorow morning for one of the professors over in the Alchemy, Potions and Concoctions Department." Grygor's current brown-nosing assignment is as an aide in the Placement Office, so you are confident that he is correct about this.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"You call that adventure? Pfff!" the gnome gestures again. "I call killing orcs an adventure!"