An entry in Rowan's diary which was found right near the willow tree, wide open.
Dear Diary,
If the world were made differently would he have still abandoned us to go his own way? Leaving us in a pile of ashes? Why would a father disappear off the face of the world? And never come back, there was no body where the staff was lain.... And I don't understand why Casteil would lie and take the staff for his own. For I made that staff for my father.... The staff had intertwining thorns of a rose.....and now everything's coming clear I have to go find my brother, and no time like the present. I guess I'm going to take the staff with me too, might need it,
after all, it should bend to my will, since I'm the one who made it! Maybe then I can find some answers.
Rowan,
Signing off for the last time!
A School of the Wizarding Arts (RP Blog)
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Introductory RP
This is the introductory rp that we did on the chat! :3
Rowan: **looks around at the highlands** **lays on the ground, head bruised**
Rowan: urrgh! That hurt....
Rowan: **sees a man** kinda woke up in a bad predictament?
WilliamMacGordon: *walks over, my cloak fluttering around the heels of my boot* not quite
Rowan: **gets up**
Rowan: Who are you? OW!
Rowan: What hit me?
WilliamMacGordon: My name.. *smiles mysteriously, throws back my hood* is William MacGordon.
Rowan: Rowan...
Rowan: Did you hit me?
Rowan: lolz
Rowan: I mean, sorry!
Rowan: not to be rude....
Rowan: I mean did you SEE who hit me?
WilliamMacGordon: no, I didn't hit you. you.. um, arrived suddenly.
WilliamMacGordon: *snaps my fingers, a door appears out of nowhere* now, would you like to come inside and warm up some?
Rowan: Wow! You're like----me?
Rowan: I mean sure!
Rowan: yes
Rowan: please
WilliamMacGordon: *smiles softly, steps back and gestures you in*
Rowan: **walks in and examines inside**
Rowan: **looks in and out and sticks arm in and out** **giggles**
Rowan: **steps in and gets fidgety**
WilliamMacGordon: *steps in after you, closes the door* (inside, the arching chambers of a clan hall open out before us)
Rowan: **jumps on the floor**
Rowan: sorry....
Rowan: **stands up straight**
WilliamMacGordon: *smiles softly, ruffles your hair playfully* don't be. you've come a long way.
Rowan: **realizes something** Oh dear.....
WilliamMacGordon: welcome, Ms. Silvershade, to Phoenix Academy
Rowan: Do you know where my brother is?!
Rowan: oh I mean thanks?
Rowan: bad timing **whispers**
WilliamMacGordon: who is your brother?
Rowan: Casteil
WilliamMacGordon: hmm.. *pulls a scroll from nowhere, scans through it, eyes widen briefly before putting it back to the void*
Rowan: **is tense**
WilliamMacGordon: your brother was here.. briefly
Rowan: Where is he now?
Rowan: **cocks an eyebrow**
Rowan: **with gaping mouth**
Rowan: **shuts mouth** ok...
WilliamMacGordon: *gets down to your eye level gently* I wish I could tell you.
WilliamMacGordon: I really do
WilliamMacGordon: but things are darker than one can hope
Rowan: yes, I understand.....but..... My mom with her dying breath told me........to stick with my brother. **over dramatizes it**
WilliamMacGordon: *offers you my arm* I have something to show you
WilliamMacGordon: *walks to the central court, filled with students*
Rowan: ok, I must be dead! O.O
WilliamMacGordon: nope.
WilliamMacGordon: that's a common reaction
WilliamMacGordon: students, this is Rowan Silvershade.
Rowan: errr....hey?
Rowan: **whispers** awkward.....
WilliamMacGordon: *students mumble a wave of greeting*
Rowan: **a stray student raises hand** "Excuse me, Master! Don't tell me that I'm going to have to room her in my dorm?"
WilliamMacGordon: *smiles wryly* where else would she stay? the broom closet?
Rowan: **the student moans**
WilliamMacGordon: come now, Sarah Johannsdottir. you came here wrapped in the bloodied tartan of your father in a thunderstorm, barely sane.
WilliamMacGordon: surely you can spare the same charity we gave to you?
Rowan: **Sarah mutters**
Rowan: o.O Is this how I'm always gonna be treated, sir?
WilliamMacGordon: *whispers* not always. they're just edgy about new students
Rowan: ah
WilliamMacGordon: *gently ushers you to an empty spot on the benches* now, shall we get back to dueling?
Rowan: **raises hand** How do you duel?
Rowan: **the entire class laughs at her**
Rowan: **tenses up
WilliamMacGordon: *stomps my boot against the ground and glares, the entire class shuts up instantly*
WilliamMacGordon: a fair enough question.
Rowan: **starts a bit**
Rowan: ow....
WilliamMacGordon: magic is not as the ignorant believe, a matter of spellbooks and potions and all that nonsense
Rowan: **without the master seeing pulls a crab from her butt**
Rowan: **turns around to look at some boy chuckling behind her** HOW DARE YOU?!
Rowan: **punches the boys**
WilliamMacGordon: *eyes flash, a storm starts gathering*
Rowan: **freezes in anger shock and fear**
Rowan: **hands the boys their crab and reports to the master**
WilliamMacGordon: *continues, calms down* magic is a matter of using to full capacity the Creator gave us
WilliamMacGordon: most mortals, they only use a piddling percentage of their brain capacity
Rowan: **sits back down**
WilliamMacGordon: we, however, have been gifted to use the full capacity.
WilliamMacGordon: *flips my hand in the air, a sparkling ball of pure energy appears*
Rowan: **listens**
WilliamMacGordon: as some of you have experienced beforehand, before coming here, the shockball is the basic tool of our armory.
WilliamMacGordon: *spins it around in my hand, building up energy, flips my other hand, sending the crab flying*
WilliamMacGordon: *shoots off the energy ball, stuns the crab*
Rowan: **raises hand** Can I try?
WilliamMacGordon: *smiles softly, summons you back up front*
WilliamMacGordon: as you can see, this basic tool can be used to stun an object. however, built to a high enough power, it can kill.
WilliamMacGordon: with the full force of a lightning storm.
WilliamMacGordon: *glances over some of the students meaningly*
Rowan: **put hands at armslength and concentrating on my fingers.....** I felt some friction, does that count?
WilliamMacGordon: however, through that, one can learn how to use the same attack as a defensive shield. *summons a shock ball again, stretches it out to form a full battleshield*
WilliamMacGordon: that is where it begins, yes.
WilliamMacGordon: focus on your core
WilliamMacGordon: that is where it begins fully
Rowan: **face goes red through concentration then lightning strikes each fingertip, bringing her hair to rise**
WilliamMacGordon: *grins widely, steps back with my shield*
Rowan: **a girl raises her hand** "Master I see some potentential in this girl" **her eyes are grey and empty**
Rowan: "Can I give her input, please?"
WilliamMacGordon: go ahead
Rowan: "You are too tense, Miss!"
Rowan: Guilty
Rowan: "That is alI needed to say..."
WilliamMacGordon: *lowers my shield, walks over and grasps your arms gently*
Rowan: **cocks an eyebrow**
WilliamMacGordon: relax
Rowan: **breathes in**
WilliamMacGordon: *flops your arms* now, can you fight when your arms are all tense? can you move as fast?
Rowan: no, sir
WilliamMacGordon: *lets go* there you go.
WilliamMacGordon: *steps back, pulls my shield up again* now, try again
Rowan: **beams a devillish grin**
Rowan: *a ball of energy comes out**
Rowan: *smiles sheepishly** There?
WilliamMacGordon: *grins widely, chuckles softly*
WilliamMacGordon: aye, there we go
Rowan: **holds the ball in hand**
WilliamMacGordon: now, lets see you use it
Rowan: **passes it from hand to hand** You mean......hit what?
WilliamMacGordon: me.
Rowan: Ok....**throws it at his chest**
WilliamMacGordon: *deflects it with my shield, sends it flying into the ceiling*
WilliamMacGordon: good, very good
Rowan: **beams**
Rowan: What now?
WilliamMacGordon: *shrinks my shield* you go back to your seat now, Ms. Silvershade
Rowan: **sits down**
Rowan: **a boy "psst"s in her ear** "A Note from him...."
Rowan: **he points at a snobby boy**
WilliamMacGordon: *notices, but intentionally ignores them , continues*
Rowan: **reads note, face goes red and tears the note**
Rowan: **listens to the teacher**
WilliamMacGordon: *notices more, continues*
WilliamMacGordon: now, with your basic shield, and your basic attack, lets see you all try it. *closes eyes, benches fly to opposite sides of the room*
Rowan: **gathers the papers on the floor and pockets them, standing up straight**
Rowan: **looks around and wonderingly stares openmouthed**
WilliamMacGordon: *smiles wryly* what, cannae ye all pair yerselves off? all of you, find yourself a partner, and beign
Rowan: **snobby boy steps towards her, she runs to a girl** Are you taken?
Rowan: **girl** "No.."
Rowan: Good, there's a snobby boy trying to stalk me!
WilliamMacGordon: I will stay here, as referee.
Rowan: **forms a shield as the girl smirks and shoots the balls of energy at me**
Rowan: How. long. are. we. to. be. at. this? **other girl** "When he says stop, I suppose......"
WilliamMacGordon: *a half hour passes, before I say halt*
Rowan: **looks around at the highlands** **lays on the ground, head bruised**
Rowan: urrgh! That hurt....
Rowan: **sees a man** kinda woke up in a bad predictament?
WilliamMacGordon: *walks over, my cloak fluttering around the heels of my boot* not quite
Rowan: **gets up**
Rowan: Who are you? OW!
Rowan: What hit me?
WilliamMacGordon: My name.. *smiles mysteriously, throws back my hood* is William MacGordon.
Rowan: Rowan...
Rowan: Did you hit me?
Rowan: lolz
Rowan: I mean, sorry!
Rowan: not to be rude....
Rowan: I mean did you SEE who hit me?
WilliamMacGordon: no, I didn't hit you. you.. um, arrived suddenly.
WilliamMacGordon: *snaps my fingers, a door appears out of nowhere* now, would you like to come inside and warm up some?
Rowan: Wow! You're like----me?
Rowan: I mean sure!
Rowan: yes
Rowan: please
WilliamMacGordon: *smiles softly, steps back and gestures you in*
Rowan: **walks in and examines inside**
Rowan: **looks in and out and sticks arm in and out** **giggles**
Rowan: **steps in and gets fidgety**
WilliamMacGordon: *steps in after you, closes the door* (inside, the arching chambers of a clan hall open out before us)
Rowan: **jumps on the floor**
Rowan: sorry....
Rowan: **stands up straight**
WilliamMacGordon: *smiles softly, ruffles your hair playfully* don't be. you've come a long way.
Rowan: **realizes something** Oh dear.....
WilliamMacGordon: welcome, Ms. Silvershade, to Phoenix Academy
Rowan: Do you know where my brother is?!
Rowan: oh I mean thanks?
Rowan: bad timing **whispers**
WilliamMacGordon: who is your brother?
Rowan: Casteil
WilliamMacGordon: hmm.. *pulls a scroll from nowhere, scans through it, eyes widen briefly before putting it back to the void*
Rowan: **is tense**
WilliamMacGordon: your brother was here.. briefly
Rowan: Where is he now?
Rowan: **cocks an eyebrow**
Rowan: **with gaping mouth**
Rowan: **shuts mouth** ok...
WilliamMacGordon: *gets down to your eye level gently* I wish I could tell you.
WilliamMacGordon: I really do
WilliamMacGordon: but things are darker than one can hope
Rowan: yes, I understand.....but..... My mom with her dying breath told me........to stick with my brother. **over dramatizes it**
WilliamMacGordon: *offers you my arm* I have something to show you
WilliamMacGordon: *walks to the central court, filled with students*
Rowan: ok, I must be dead! O.O
WilliamMacGordon: nope.
WilliamMacGordon: that's a common reaction
WilliamMacGordon: students, this is Rowan Silvershade.
Rowan: errr....hey?
Rowan: **whispers** awkward.....
WilliamMacGordon: *students mumble a wave of greeting*
Rowan: **a stray student raises hand** "Excuse me, Master! Don't tell me that I'm going to have to room her in my dorm?"
WilliamMacGordon: *smiles wryly* where else would she stay? the broom closet?
Rowan: **the student moans**
WilliamMacGordon: come now, Sarah Johannsdottir. you came here wrapped in the bloodied tartan of your father in a thunderstorm, barely sane.
WilliamMacGordon: surely you can spare the same charity we gave to you?
Rowan: **Sarah mutters**
Rowan: o.O Is this how I'm always gonna be treated, sir?
WilliamMacGordon: *whispers* not always. they're just edgy about new students
Rowan: ah
WilliamMacGordon: *gently ushers you to an empty spot on the benches* now, shall we get back to dueling?
Rowan: **raises hand** How do you duel?
Rowan: **the entire class laughs at her**
Rowan: **tenses up
WilliamMacGordon: *stomps my boot against the ground and glares, the entire class shuts up instantly*
WilliamMacGordon: a fair enough question.
Rowan: **starts a bit**
Rowan: ow....
WilliamMacGordon: magic is not as the ignorant believe, a matter of spellbooks and potions and all that nonsense
Rowan: **without the master seeing pulls a crab from her butt**
Rowan: **turns around to look at some boy chuckling behind her** HOW DARE YOU?!
Rowan: **punches the boys**
WilliamMacGordon: *eyes flash, a storm starts gathering*
Rowan: **freezes in anger shock and fear**
Rowan: **hands the boys their crab and reports to the master**
WilliamMacGordon: *continues, calms down* magic is a matter of using to full capacity the Creator gave us
WilliamMacGordon: most mortals, they only use a piddling percentage of their brain capacity
Rowan: **sits back down**
WilliamMacGordon: we, however, have been gifted to use the full capacity.
WilliamMacGordon: *flips my hand in the air, a sparkling ball of pure energy appears*
Rowan: **listens**
WilliamMacGordon: as some of you have experienced beforehand, before coming here, the shockball is the basic tool of our armory.
WilliamMacGordon: *spins it around in my hand, building up energy, flips my other hand, sending the crab flying*
WilliamMacGordon: *shoots off the energy ball, stuns the crab*
Rowan: **raises hand** Can I try?
WilliamMacGordon: *smiles softly, summons you back up front*
WilliamMacGordon: as you can see, this basic tool can be used to stun an object. however, built to a high enough power, it can kill.
WilliamMacGordon: with the full force of a lightning storm.
WilliamMacGordon: *glances over some of the students meaningly*
Rowan: **put hands at armslength and concentrating on my fingers.....** I felt some friction, does that count?
WilliamMacGordon: however, through that, one can learn how to use the same attack as a defensive shield. *summons a shock ball again, stretches it out to form a full battleshield*
WilliamMacGordon: that is where it begins, yes.
WilliamMacGordon: focus on your core
WilliamMacGordon: that is where it begins fully
Rowan: **face goes red through concentration then lightning strikes each fingertip, bringing her hair to rise**
WilliamMacGordon: *grins widely, steps back with my shield*
Rowan: **a girl raises her hand** "Master I see some potentential in this girl" **her eyes are grey and empty**
Rowan: "Can I give her input, please?"
WilliamMacGordon: go ahead
Rowan: "You are too tense, Miss!"
Rowan: Guilty
Rowan: "That is alI needed to say..."
WilliamMacGordon: *lowers my shield, walks over and grasps your arms gently*
Rowan: **cocks an eyebrow**
WilliamMacGordon: relax
Rowan: **breathes in**
WilliamMacGordon: *flops your arms* now, can you fight when your arms are all tense? can you move as fast?
Rowan: no, sir
WilliamMacGordon: *lets go* there you go.
WilliamMacGordon: *steps back, pulls my shield up again* now, try again
Rowan: **beams a devillish grin**
Rowan: *a ball of energy comes out**
Rowan: *smiles sheepishly** There?
WilliamMacGordon: *grins widely, chuckles softly*
WilliamMacGordon: aye, there we go
Rowan: **holds the ball in hand**
WilliamMacGordon: now, lets see you use it
Rowan: **passes it from hand to hand** You mean......hit what?
WilliamMacGordon: me.
Rowan: Ok....**throws it at his chest**
WilliamMacGordon: *deflects it with my shield, sends it flying into the ceiling*
WilliamMacGordon: good, very good
Rowan: **beams**
Rowan: What now?
WilliamMacGordon: *shrinks my shield* you go back to your seat now, Ms. Silvershade
Rowan: **sits down**
Rowan: **a boy "psst"s in her ear** "A Note from him...."
Rowan: **he points at a snobby boy**
WilliamMacGordon: *notices, but intentionally ignores them , continues*
Rowan: **reads note, face goes red and tears the note**
Rowan: **listens to the teacher**
WilliamMacGordon: *notices more, continues*
WilliamMacGordon: now, with your basic shield, and your basic attack, lets see you all try it. *closes eyes, benches fly to opposite sides of the room*
Rowan: **gathers the papers on the floor and pockets them, standing up straight**
Rowan: **looks around and wonderingly stares openmouthed**
WilliamMacGordon: *smiles wryly* what, cannae ye all pair yerselves off? all of you, find yourself a partner, and beign
Rowan: **snobby boy steps towards her, she runs to a girl** Are you taken?
Rowan: **girl** "No.."
Rowan: Good, there's a snobby boy trying to stalk me!
WilliamMacGordon: I will stay here, as referee.
Rowan: **forms a shield as the girl smirks and shoots the balls of energy at me**
Rowan: How. long. are. we. to. be. at. this? **other girl** "When he says stop, I suppose......"
WilliamMacGordon: *a half hour passes, before I say halt*
Class Is In Session
Name: William MacGordon
Age: 129 (he sure doesn't look it, does he?)
Highest Abilities: combat magic, healing studies
Lowest Abilities: patience
Appearance: long, shaggy red hair, stormy (literally) blue eyes, weathered, pale skin.
Bio: from an early age in his clan, when the Romani attempted to occupy his clan hall, killing everyone, William was on his own, with a handful of pure energy charged to the max. since then, he wandered, learning new abilities, regaining strength, and spreading light and healing wherever he went. Finally, he started up a school for those like him, born with "magical" abilities, on the ashes of his old clan hall, crafted from his memories. However, with the rise of the shadow spawn, he has grown wary of the slight unrest within his school...
Age: 129 (he sure doesn't look it, does he?)
Highest Abilities: combat magic, healing studies
Lowest Abilities: patience
Appearance: long, shaggy red hair, stormy (literally) blue eyes, weathered, pale skin.
Bio: from an early age in his clan, when the Romani attempted to occupy his clan hall, killing everyone, William was on his own, with a handful of pure energy charged to the max. since then, he wandered, learning new abilities, regaining strength, and spreading light and healing wherever he went. Finally, he started up a school for those like him, born with "magical" abilities, on the ashes of his old clan hall, crafted from his memories. However, with the rise of the shadow spawn, he has grown wary of the slight unrest within his school...
Welcoming a New Student
Name: Rowan Silvershade
Age: 13
Highest Abilities: Her mother would describe her as a "Lying, over dramatic trickster"
Lowest Abilities Healer Studies
Hobbies: Making jokes and performing tricks on others, Reading, Drawing, playing Elemental Solitaire
Appearance: Black waterfall-like hair. Brown eyes that occasionally turn gold. Tanned skin.
Bio: When Rowan was 9 years of age her mother died of an illness with no cure, called the Scarlet Mark. She died with no word to anyone. At the time her older 16-year-old brother and she had been in another village, with their Uncle. When the message came that her mother died Rowan vowed to stay with her brother, wherever he went. That promise was kept up until one night at the age of 13, when Rowan mysteriously hit her head and lay in the highlands of Caledonia to be found by Master MacGordan. He took her into a school for those with magical powers, where she is now honing her abilities and questing to find her brother and reunite with him again.
Age: 13
Highest Abilities: Her mother would describe her as a "Lying, over dramatic trickster"
Lowest Abilities Healer Studies
Hobbies: Making jokes and performing tricks on others, Reading, Drawing, playing Elemental Solitaire
Appearance: Black waterfall-like hair. Brown eyes that occasionally turn gold. Tanned skin.
Bio: When Rowan was 9 years of age her mother died of an illness with no cure, called the Scarlet Mark. She died with no word to anyone. At the time her older 16-year-old brother and she had been in another village, with their Uncle. When the message came that her mother died Rowan vowed to stay with her brother, wherever he went. That promise was kept up until one night at the age of 13, when Rowan mysteriously hit her head and lay in the highlands of Caledonia to be found by Master MacGordan. He took her into a school for those with magical powers, where she is now honing her abilities and questing to find her brother and reunite with him again.
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