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Pomrick peered at Mirthwind. The students gawped at Mirthwind. Krellos stared at Mirthwind. For a few beats, one could hear a pin drop in the Hall of Nullification, as if the chamber itself was left in stunned silence. Pom-pom, the Arcane Piggy, Pomrick Squirrel-head, having a profound...

Finally, it seemed Krellos and Mirthwind would agree on something. Indeed, in the tail of Mirthwind's baleful stare, Krellos swept past his students like a storm of rippling blue cloth and staff stomping the floor for silence. "Many of you will have less dignified defeats! An arcane duel is...

He managed to transform himself into one of the few, animal forms he had mastered: a catfish. As agile as ever in the small pool of water. Unfortunately, Mirthwind appeared to have had the same idea -- and had transformed himself into the natural predator of Pomrick's form. Or at least, that...

It seemed Pomrick's lot today was to dump into watery holes. His unseen servant only made it so far, until he lost control of the spell and most of his faculties were dedicated to swimming and staying afloat in the water. This felt an awful lot like the regular fountain-dumping he had...

Could one *summon* a wife? This mind boggling proposition discombobulated his attention on several levels. For one, he had never considered magic an avenue to sort out one's love life, and Gods knew his mother wanted him married off soon, before he turned all 'bullish' and 'manish,' as she...

Pomrick tried to stand up straight. He really did. Unfortunately, his spine didn't seem to want to cooperate in a straight line, and instead curved out his gut, making him seem near obese with his assortment of bulging equipment. "I'm. Fine." His chin was tucked so far back into his neck he...

Pomrick woke up. Violently. His head flung back, shock jolting him alive as well as lightning bringing a shambling abomination formed from different human parts to life. In fact, quite like such a creature, his sleeping arm seemed to act independently from the rest of him, numbly flopping down...

Pomrick found himself charging through Elbion's magnificent halls. Halls where he had previously snuck his way through, willing that each errant footstep wouldn't disturb any sleepers. But now that trees erupted out of the floor, inevitably, the careful efforts of his past self were wantonly...

Whereas his two companions wore sparse or simple equipment, resting somewhat comfortably in their abilities, Pomrick was all kit and little confidence. Head: a kettle-helmet with filigree circling its rim and oversized goggles in the front that kept falling down over his eyes, and cursing...

At the mention of the maester's impeccable hair, Pomrick's hand drifted up to check on his own shaggy bushel, clasping red locks between his fingers. Huh. Leaning against his hand, it was a rather good support for his weary head. His eyes fluttered, and were forced open more than once; the right...

For once, Lady Luck favoured Pomrick. At least in terms of regaining his footing. In his blind panic, he had cast one of the spells he knew best. Invisibility. And when Mirthwind's staff levelled at Pomrick towards the end of his incantation, with a small plop, Pomrick vanished from sight...

The sphere of blue flame that manifested around him quickly snuffed out, as its caster fell downward. Splash. It seemed Pomrick's fate today was to get continually soaked. But if he had learned one thing, it was how to get out of a tricky spot quickly. It wasn't his skill of the arcane that saw...

Krellos noted Mirthwind's preparation, giving a nod of satisfaction. He turned towards Pomrick and the rest. "Magic is inherently volatile. It is imperative to note this before we even begin to toy with the idea of using it for martial purposes. Physical combat is already a chaotic affair. Now...

Mirthwind. His sheer name was near enough to set Krellos' teeth crunching against one another. The most senior student of this rabble, and happy to show it in his languid, insouciant lounging against a column worth more than the accumulated student debt of them all. There weren't many means of...

The more Nilamani talked, the more he joined together her explanation with tales he had heard as a child. Beware the fish-folk, they'll snatch your life away for a good word! I remember catching one in my net. Gave me a pearl to allow for its escape. Stay close to shore or the Nerevyn will...