Recent content by Iscandor Karon

Well, they were finally on the ship. That was good, right? Oh, it was unfortunate they couldn't get back at the proctors by using mission funds, but that was a stupid idea anyway. He extended a hand and tried to focus on the water, planning to help the team speed along to their objective. Still...

Odd it was, the rush of power he felt holding this blade. It was engraved with glowing blue runes, in a language he could not decipher, wielded against some person who revealed neither name nor face. He closed his eyes for a second and began focusing on eveything around him. It was mostly dark...

I'll prob make an anathaeum then

"Carter, borrowing without asking and then returning is still stealing. While such an act might be necessary, it makes us look kind of terrible at protecting those of Vel Anir, at least in the moment, and public opinion of the Dreadlord Organization and the government that funds it is already...

Around him, the water began turning to ice. The ship stopped moving, and became frozen as ice filled the cracks and connected the hull to the rest of the small landmass that had formed. The weather was no longer clear, and instead the sky began to darken. Rain started to fall, which froze into...

“Alright. I guess that makes sense." He'd finally tire, realizing that he was now disobeying fully formed orders, which made him a hypocrite. If there was anything he had learned from this, it was far more valuable than how to detect poison. In this place, you must follow orders until you are...

Iscandor groggily awoke, but he was not in the same place. Instead of the ground he faceplanted into, he rolled onto his back and felt the rough touch of wood. It was sturdy, and the sails appeared to reach to the sky. A warship, most likely, but why would this dream happen now? Suddenly, a ball...

"Incorrect. You never stated that we HAD to be subtle, never ever. You tasked us with being as subtle as we could be." He grinned now, honestly enjoying the verbal battle. Most of the initiates in the school trained for battle, and didn't do quite as well on their studies, or perhaps only those...

"You never expressly prohibited it, either. I know why you want us to figure this out without the use of magic, but explain to me this: In the real world, these situations will occur, and magic will be fully available to us." Iscandor, in general, tried his best not to piss proctors off, but he...

Iscandor ate the tuna and also prepared protection from poison at the same time, not thinking it wise to keep Salak waiting. (Really short just to move this along cuz I'm planning a big post if the tuna is poisoned)

“Here I thought he would understand priorities, but I guess not.” He’d mutter this with a tired glance, turning back to the group that had decided to stay. “Glad you’ve joined us, Carter. I much prefer you to Leander. We now have good muscle without the bad attitude.” He’d mutter this with only...

The initiate was surprised by the Proctor's sudden outburst, but then smiled. He had heard the entire rant and began breaking it down in his head, ignoring the command to eat what was just revealed to be obviously poisoned. Back to the three questions: What do I know of him? What does he prize...

"My pleasure, nothing to thank me for," He would reply as formally as possible. Then, suddenly sensing many little taps on his leg, he would drop his fork off of the edge of the table and look down as if to react to the noise of it falling, instead receiving Kristen's secret message. He'd pop up...

As he finally stopped scheming and planning, he heard Kristen ask for a green apple. Well, he had the spell already cooked up, and she was one of the only women nice to him on the mission, so he purified the apple before giving it to her. "Of course, Lady Pirian." He'd say this with all the...

"A lovely little feast you have here, Proctor." Iscandor would say this from his position directly across from Salak, then giving him a genuine grin as thanks for switching up food from the regular lunch pavilion to this. As he listened to the teacher make threats about vomiting and the like...