dreadkids 4.0

When she had signed up for the extracurricular class to learn about poisons, she had not thought they would be paired up and doing research with others. The project was quite simple really, asking groups split into Poisons or Antidotes to pick their poison or cure and study them. There was to...

Tests. While one class readies themselves to graduate and, hopefully, continue to serve Vel Anir, the class Lux Quillon was part of was to undergo a series of tests to train and decipher where their weaknesses may be. Despite how many capable mages were among his class, there were still many...

Hours before A voice awoke him from a midday daydream about looking at the world from the perspective of a hawk. Coming back to reality, he realized he was in a chair and being stared down by a familiar face: Proctor Ellis, one of his first mentors in this hellhole of a facility...

Vittoria liked to think that when a mission was assigned to her, there had been a lot of thought and determination that went into it. Careful consideration when it came to utilising her strongsuits. She had proven to be effective in extracting information, and an excelled in tracking and...

"Honestly, I prefer that they stuck us both with the runts." Vittoria leaned back into her seat, blue-green eyes watching Initiate Eliza Wylls and Initiate Koen Reynard smile and laugh as they both held tankards of drinks for their table. The Dreadlords told the four Initiates to take up the...

Cormund Augur had places to be. It was clear to see by his pace through the hallways, rushing past regal paintings and busts of long dead Dreadlords. He looked left and right in his trademark paranoid manner, luckily alone in this particular hallway. He was having unfortunately very personal...

Vittoria leaned back against the ash tree, baring her teeth before widening the sets to bite aggressively into her red apple. Juices from the fruit coated her lips, dribbling a little past them as she crunched and chewed, ocean gaze staring hard at the kneeling forms of two prisoners. Normally...

"Can you please stop looking out the window. I promise, if they find us, I can handle them." Vittoria had finished tying one last knot, securing their target to a chair. To muffle them, she had shoved the man's scarf into his mouth, wrapping the hanging length back around his neck as if it were...

Spring had arrived, but the cold winter chill still clung to the early hours of the morning, waiting to be warmed in the sun that was still rising above the treetops of the woodland behind the Academy. One's breath could be seen in the air, but the Initiates in the class two years from...