the academy

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...

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...

She heard it all within the past week of her arrival to the Academy; Initiates complaining that an extra class had been added to their schedules so late in the year. Even when it was announced Etiquette classes would not have any exams, it did not make many cheer with joy. Proctor Urahil did...

Days had passed since the news had dropped. Caeso, the once proud noble heir of House Diemut, mutilated and strung up dead for all Vel Anir to see. "The elves did it!" That's what so many had said. That he'd been captured and tortured by those given shelter within the elven quarter as some sort...

Initiate Kristen Pirian would soon have before her the test which would determine whether or not she would even be eligible to graduate this year. Her guiding Proctor, Proctor Andre Magomo, stressed mightily that physical training was the most important thing for an Initiate to work on. In his...

Frustration was always a reckless emotion for Salak, more so now that it was compounded by what he could only perceive as recklessness and on the part of a Proctor no less. He had barely finished the reports on some of the so called lessons that this particular Proctor had devised when he was...

Cool, winter evenings, strong winds, and a bit of late night free time were exactly the right elements to produce one of Zinnia's favorite kind of nights. Missions were where some of the initiates always wanted to be, he that for adventure or excitement or experience. Others liked to spend their...

"Do you understand," said Proctor Magomo, leaning in dangerously close, "what it is you're asking me?" Kristen stood rigidly at attention in his office in the Proctors' Building of the Academy. She was keenly aware that the door behind her was closed. "Yes," she said, her voice quiet but...

The Academy Laboratory, Vel Anir A mission had been recently assigned to a certain set of students. In the countryside of Vel Anir, there were two deaths both caused by a peculiar unknown disease. Both victims were decent soldiers of the military and the deaths were suspected to have been...

"No," said Caeso. The Guard Captain, Warren Odal, smiled thinly to the big Initiate sat before him. "I'm afraid you don't have any choice." Fifteen minutes ago, Caeso had been walking to the Proctors' Building, a place which once inspired fear in every Initiate. It still did, but not as much...

THE ACADEMY TRAINING GROUNDS "I'm not too worried about it," Zael said, spinning his sword around in his hand. It was the last day before graduation for the senior class of the Academy. The dying light of the sun was in the west. Surprisingly, it had been a day devoid of much for them to do...

Proctor D'Amour inhaled deeply, steeling herself as the air rushed into her lungs. A dossier had been laid before her just two days prior. Mars Pallatrix, her senior, her peer, had wordlessly laid it before her with a look that stretched beyond his usual stern stoicism. The file had a simple...

Kristen sat in the infirmary of the Academy. Her arms she had held together, helplessly staring at their symmetry. Symmetry, that was, until it came to the wrist of her right arm, where the hand above was no more. Bandages concealed the stump. Yet underneath, she knew, there lay a most horrid...

The morning was reminiscent of a bucolic fantasy as a lazy yet bright sun beginning it’s ascent in the sky. The sky was awake with a few white clouds that decorated the seamless blue. A gentle breeze that delivered cool area, swaying the tall grasses, verdant leaves, and bright blooms. Birdsong...

A loud bang, like a door being slammed shut. Kristen would awake, a touch groggy, but immediately she would take in her surroundings. The room was square, sparse, and dark, save for a sole lantern which hung above the table where she was sat and out of reach. Sat across from her was another...

“OUT OF MY WAY EXTRAS, TOUGH GUY COMING THROUGH!” Everyone knew by now that when one was in the hallway and Kalix was also in the hallway that they either moved or would be knocked down. Many moved out of the rambunctious initiate’s way as he furiously stormed through the hall, a feverish look...

"It's there! There! See it?" "I see it!" "Loose! Loose arrows! A volley of arrows streaked under Lessat and Pneria, and the creature spotted at the outskirts of Vel Numera was felled. * * * * * Kristen Pirian, as was quite usual for her, was stressed. Not because she'd been told about this...

DAY ONE You have one week, Initiate Pirian. One week! One week! Just seven days to discover a whole new spell from her magic, practice it, and use it in a spar with another Initiate and win with it. Proctor Magomo often asked of her to overcome things which she thought insurmountable, he...

[art cred] Well, it seems that Everleigh finally got caught. Or rather, someone had snitched on her. How lame. She knew just who it was, the dirty scoundrel, Titus. He knew the rules when they made the wager, and this time Everleigh hadn’t even purposely cheated. She knew she wouldn’t need to...

The Academy Some time shortly after the revolution "Ha-ha, what?" "Yeah, they said Anir Square was painted red. Look," a groan—nervous fidgeting. "I have to leave. They'll give us both the lash." The older student, one bound to graduate in just months, disappeared down the hall and around...