Arcane Academy
Apparently ordering them to kill the bear before Weaver could get her bell was the kick in the pants the Halovian needed to get her shit together. The fire distraction worked wonderfully, and the Ursur roared as it whirled around to investigate the sudden burning on its side. As it snarl and bit at the flames (for it was not a particularly bright beast) Weaver had the opening she needed to snatch up her bell.
Which was a good thing because the other two had really taken to heart Zariah's order. Maea had no issue dismantling her bell into sharp shards of metal, but and Ursur eye was small, and with it thrashing about as it was, she lacked the refined skills necessary with her telekinesis to hit it. Instead the bell shrapnel bounced uselessly off the side of its head, scattering into the snow.
But no second attempt would be necessary, asLoren showed his true Launceleyn colors. He managed to create a thick cord of leather, and with surprising grace and skill jumped atop the thrashing beast despite his only 5% chance of being able to accomplish this the lucky bastard. In the same fell swoop the leath noose found its way around the Ursur's neck, and in a display of shocking physical strength slowly, painfully strangled the great beast to death.
It crashed to its side, foam and blood spewing from its mouth as it gurgled its last attempt at breath, the summoner just barely escaping having his leg crushed in its fall. A sad death for such a great beast, but one that could not be avoided given the limitations the Grand Sorceress placed on them. Zariah waited a moment before she began descending the stairs, clapping in time with the sound of her heels clicking against the stone.
"Well done, students." she said, voice low and velvety. She stopped infront of them, glancing at the dead Ursur before surveying them once more with a blank hazel gaze. "Before I give you all passing marks, tell me, what did you learn from this lesson about magic and combat?" she asked, expecting an answer from each of them.
The fighting is done but class isn't quite over! Answer Zariah's question!
No post order! You have 48 hours to reply!
Roll Results
M atk: SUCCESS
M atk: FAIL
L atk: SUCCESS
L atk: SUCCESS
L jump: CRITICAL SUCCESS
W atk: SUCCESS
W grab: SUCCESS
Which was a good thing because the other two had really taken to heart Zariah's order. Maea had no issue dismantling her bell into sharp shards of metal, but and Ursur eye was small, and with it thrashing about as it was, she lacked the refined skills necessary with her telekinesis to hit it. Instead the bell shrapnel bounced uselessly off the side of its head, scattering into the snow.
But no second attempt would be necessary, as
It crashed to its side, foam and blood spewing from its mouth as it gurgled its last attempt at breath, the summoner just barely escaping having his leg crushed in its fall. A sad death for such a great beast, but one that could not be avoided given the limitations the Grand Sorceress placed on them. Zariah waited a moment before she began descending the stairs, clapping in time with the sound of her heels clicking against the stone.
"Well done, students." she said, voice low and velvety. She stopped infront of them, glancing at the dead Ursur before surveying them once more with a blank hazel gaze. "Before I give you all passing marks, tell me, what did you learn from this lesson about magic and combat?" she asked, expecting an answer from each of them.
The fighting is done but class isn't quite over! Answer Zariah's question!
No post order! You have 48 hours to reply!
Roll Results
M atk: SUCCESS
M atk: FAIL
L atk: SUCCESS
L atk: SUCCESS
L jump: CRITICAL SUCCESS
W atk: SUCCESS
W grab: SUCCESS
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