Sinegard Academy for the Wayward

Dairie, Gem, & Angus

"OK. I'm game." Dairie said. Even though they were just swimming, Dairie's swimsuit was soaking from her own juices. She didn't think these two could be sexier, but here they were, soaking wet. She reluctantly pulled her eyes away from Angus's full, stone cut body to look at her new girlfriend. She noticed there was green residue from her seaweed necklace spell and went to clean it off of Gem.

"Here. You got a bit of something on you babe." She reached into Gem's cleavage to scoop out what was left of her spell. There were small traces near the top of her round pillowy breasts that she helped to wipe away until she was clean.

"You're so handsome Angus." She said blushing, noticing some algae near his very developed chest had dripped down into his abs. "I've been meaning to ask you something. Are you single? I thought you and Gem were together at first, but we are actually together now since we've went to the room to change. I guess I'm a little bi now." She giggled.
 
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Angela
As she stood before the door, she could hear someone inside. She decided to knock on the door and see who answers.
Ravyn
Looking over at the door Ravyn paused, wearing her brazilian cut side tie Bottoms, she still had the triangle cut top in her hand. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to go with this or something with a little more coverage. It was a public area after all.

As for who was knocking? One of the dormies across the hall? Neither of the others was here and she hadn’t spoken to any of the neighbors yet.

Shrugging she padded over barefoot and opened the door, her naked tits pale as the rest of her, except her nipples. They were darker. Looking at the pale girl, the angular contours of her cheek bones, her perfect flawless skin.

“Spell, Vampire, Demon?” She asked sounding bored. Another of M’Kael’s sluts probably. “The Asshole isn’t here if your looking to fuck him. Maybe he fell off a tower or got run over by a lorrie. Hell, maybe he stole a lorrie and managed to escape this hell hole.”

She wouldn’t be happy if he died, or left her here alone. Damn why was he such an ass and why did she care what he did with his life? Maybe if she moved across the hall and swapped with one of the girls over there? At least then she would have to see his gorgeously naked body all the time.

She needed to put a ward on the door, or an UnWelcome mat. Maybe then his sluts would get a hint.
 
Angela

Angela stood at the threshold of the dorm room. A strange topless woman had answered the door and spoke badly about one of her room mates.

“I take it, you are not M’Kael.” Angela concluded with some certainty. “If it is alright, may I come in? I’m not here to fuck the person, you don’t seem to like.”

She noticed a little hesitation in the topless woman. Her eyes sparkled with a predatory gleam as they met Angela’s.

"S-So... I did not catch your name," Angela asked as a hint for the woman to provide it.

The woman looked at her with a slow, knowing smile that seemed to see right through Angela. It was an odd feeling.

“I think someone might be trying to kill M’Kael” Angela stated “I'd like to ask you a few questions about that. If you invite me in, we can get comfortable and discuss the topic” Angela suggested
 
Gem, Dairie, and Angus

Angus did not understand what Dairie was saying. She was dating Gem? That did not make sense. She had also asked him about being single. He had been trying to be loyal to Ravyn, but after seeing Ravyn’s face in the hallway this morning. He was not sure, she felt the same way about him, as he felt about her.

“I’m single” Angus answered

That answer surprised Gem, so she looked over to Angus. She let out a big sigh of disbelief.

“Not again!” Gem gasped, staring at Angus’ big bulge.

“Men don’t have control over that body part.” Angus said in defense. “And you two… do look really nice” he added

Gem looked into Dairie’s eyes. They were filled with lust. Then both women looked back at Angus. Their eyes twinkled with a shared delight, and their smiles widened in unison before they both walked towards Angus. Their graceful movements flowing together.

“I had to help him last time. So, you get first crack at that monster between his legs” Gem offered as she locked lips with Angus. Kissing him as his swim trunks fell to the beach. His great, hard cock jutting out, begging to be stroked and pleasured.
 
Angela
“I take it, you are not M’Kael.” Angela concluded with some certainty. “If it is alright, may I come in? I’m not here to fuck the person, you don’t seem to like.”
“Me, M’Kael? Not bloody fuckin’ likely. I’m not an asshole.” Ravyn replied, “I’m just a bitch.”
"S-So... I did not catch your name," Angela asked as a hint for the woman to provide it.
“Didn’t give it,” Ravyn replied watching the woman, the stench of a rotting corpse hit her like a hot beer on a hot day.
“I think someone might be trying to kill M’Kael,” Angela stated “I'd like to ask you a few questions about that. If you invite me in, we can get comfortable and discuss the topic” Angela suggested
Ravyn wasn’t sure about inviting the woman in, but The Other would be able to handle the situation if it turned ugly. Granted Ravyn would be left to clean up the mess.

Smiling inside Ravyn kept her face blank and empty, stepping to the side as she said. “Enter at your own risk, of your own free will.”

Walking over to the dresser, the muscles of her buttocks tight and molded with exercise, she selected another top, one with Vampire bit marks as part of the design. “Which one is better, Vampire? Spider Lace, or Fish net?” She asked, laying each of them against her breast, the Vampire Fangs would line up on the swell of her breasts, close to the nipple. The Spider Lace would cover one nipple but leave the other poking through. Whereas the fishnet had a thin cloth that would conceal both nipples, and was much more decent for public swimming.

Oh, this girl wasn’t very nice at all, she could feel The Other clawing it’s way out. It wanted out. No. It NEEDED to get out.

“Who did you kill?” She asked, softly. "And why?" Her tone, pitch, and nuance had shifted slightly. The questions was a question that had to be answered. A spell of somekind? Why kept echoing over and over through the room, never louder or softer. Just repeating endlessly until it was answered.
 
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Angela

“I do like the vampire style, but I think I’d go with the fishnet. Need to leave a little to the imagination” Angela replied as she entered the dorm room. A few drawback to being a vampire, one was not being allowed to enter a person’s home, without being invited in.

The light banter turned serious as the woman asked “Who did you kill? And why?"

“For a person that is unwilling to provide her name… You are asking me a very personal, private and possibly incriminating question.” Angela replied. After a moment of thought however, Angela decided to answer the question.

“You are attending a school for higher learning… so my answer might be useful to you. There are numerous good reasons to kill. For example, a person protecting their family or others. By killing an attacker, they are actually preventing additional deaths. Or a soldier in a war. Killing some enemies may allow the freeing nation to survive. Capital punishment, many feel is a justifiable form of killing. And lastly, mercy killing, where the victim wishes to die and someone is assisting them.” Angela explained “I have killed before, and it has been for the reasons I have listed.” Angela answered truthfully. Although, she had killed for one more reason, that she did not list.

“Now, I’d really like you to answer a few of my questions. Why would someone want to kill M’Kael? Why do you dislike him so much? Are you someone that wishes him dead?” Angela asked
 
Dairie, Gem, & Angus

"My pleasure." Dairie responded to Gem. She approached the kissing duo. She fought herself from immediately dropping to her knees. Dairie kissed and lightly bit his chest while her hands reached for Angus's cock and balls. While one hand stroked his oversized appendage, the other fondled a heavy orb. She began to travel down his body kissing along his torso until she was tracing licks along his abs as well. At this point, she definitely had to use two hands on his prominent member.

Dairie giggled. "A little help?" Dairie was reaching behind herself and was speaking to mostly Gem. But Gem didn't know if she meant help with Angus enormous size or taking off her swimsuit. She actually was referring to both, jokingly. Gem assisted with the suit before Dairie hefted and juggled the pillowy swells of her chest towards Angus's crotch.

She used her magic to grow aloe which she would use to apply makeshift lube to Angus shaft. Her hands looked small compared to each of their mighty body parts and used them to envelop him with her own body. The stimulation she gave him also effected herself. Her soft breasts rubbing along his thick hard length started orgasms for herself, and she hadn't even had her pussy touched yet besides against itself as her legs squirmed.

Dairie massaged his large anatomy with her own huge soft marshmallows. Extra skin from his cock would reveal then hide the thick head of his cock. She gave the peeking head a lick and kiss before getting an idea. She gently pulled him by his ballsack as she began to lay down. She wanted him straddled against her midsection for a new position. Angus placed his cock against her sternum and between her bosom before she used her forearms to trap his mighty and impressive size within her deep cleavage.

She was soaked, and so horny she made light humps into the air thrusting her hips. Gem pulled the rest of her swimsuit off and decided to help give the poor elf/cow hybrid the relief she needed. Dairie rubbed a wild heavy tit, shifting sporadically. Her bosom was slick with the lube she applied to Angus. She reached for her nipple and pulled it. "Ohhhh fuck, I'm going to cum...just from this." She already started having minor explosions, but she was now referring to a big one.
 
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Angela
“Now, I’d really like you to answer a few of my questions. Why would someone want to kill M’Kael? Why do you dislike him so much? Are you someone that wishes him dead?” Angela asked
Ravyn
“Ravyn Nightshade, Maybe he slept with the wrong slut and a jealous Husband/brother/partner or group of said individuals wants him dead. I dislike him cause he’s a womanizing cad that fucks anything that spreads it’s legs or ass cheeks. He’s also self centered and arrogant. No I don’t want him dead, I just don’t want him around me.” Ravyn replied, coldly and blandly.

“If I wanted him dead, I’d do it myself. Why stain the soul of another with my sin?” She asked, putting the Bikini top on, the scars on her body flickering from inside her skin. She had to have been shaved of every blade of hair, for the scars to have been done, and it hurt like hell, or it was done with magic. Which may have hurt even more.
 
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Angela

Could not help but let out a small laugh, after Ravyn talked about M’Kael as a womanizing cad that fucks anything that spreads it’s legs or ass cheeks”

The laugh got a stern look from Ravyn.

“Sorry for the laugh, but sex is complicated” Angela said “As long as M’Kael is not forcing himself on someone, then the women want the sex. Many women like to be treated like crap. It is not because she views herself as crap. Nothing could be further from the truth. At its root, the desire to be "taken" is actually about having the highest form of power over a man. Being thrown on a bed and even held down makes the woman feel her partner cannot control himself or keep his hands off of her. He wants her and only her. She is so sexy and desirable that he can't help but ravage her.” Angela stated

“Now, the bigger problem, may be M’Kael. If he can’t have a real emotional relationship with a woman then he needs help. Low emotional connection can be caused by lots of problems such as Attachment Insecurity, Poor Role Models growing up, Fear of Commitment, Sensation Seeking, and Narcissistic Traits. Sounds like the last one, might be M’Kael issue. He seeks validation and admiration from multiple partners to boost he self-esteem… Believe it or not, M’Kael has a low self-esteem.” Angela smiled at her analysis. She had been vampire for a few hundred years, enough time to be knowledge about many topics.

After Ravyn made the comment about “stain the soul of another with my sin”.

Angela was quiet. She knew a lot, but she had no soul. Souls were one of the few things she was very clueless about.

“Perhaps, if you pick a killer that does not have a soul… then there is no stain?” Angela offered “I can see you are ready to go swimming. If it is ok, may I wait here for M’Kael to return?”
 
Angus, Gem, and Dairie

Dairie moaned as Angus drove his huge cock between huge tits. With each rhythmic thrust, Dairie moaned louder. As she got more excited, trickles of the sweetest nectar began to leak out from her teats. That turned Angus on even more. He took pride in hearing her soft moans dance into his ears and her body writhing in intense pleasure.

With Angus straddling Dairie waist and fucking into his massive milkers. Gem moved between her leg. She spread her pussy lips apart as her mouth and tongue went to work on her clit

She heard "Hnnngggghhh!!" from Dairie as Gem’s tongue licked at her clit. The sensation hit the elf/cow like a freight train. It took almost no time, before Dairie's pussy blasted off in a huge orgasm. Her clit was so engorged, Gem could feel it quivering and twitching, like a mini-cock as Dairie came. This was followed by a flood of pussy juice.

"No fair! I wanted to do that!" Angus complained to Gem as Dairie's orgasm was explosive

“Keep fucking those amazing tits” Gem replied. Angus did and soon he began to whimpering like a puppy. Those gargantuan tits felt so good, so perfect, he could not hold back anymore!

"Hehe, it sounds like he's close, Dairie!" Gem chimed.

"AGHHHHHH” Angus grunted. Dairie felt his pleasure peaking… and then she saw him erupted like a volcano. His tip surged forward again and again, splatting red-hot jets of semen, between her jugs and into her face. She opened her mouth, to give him a good place to squirt his cum. His aim was good and he finished he orgasm in her mouth

“Ohhh fuck, I needed that” He moaned, breathing hard “Sorry about the squirts in the face” he said as he wiped his squirts away.
 
Angela
“Perhaps, if you pick a killer that does not have a soul… then there is no stain?” Angela offered “I can see you are ready to go swimming. If it is ok, may I wait here for M’Kael to return?”

Ravyn
“Everything has a soul, every animal, every thinking creature. Not sure about insects, but probably. When a tree is cut it bleeds and remembers. Everything has a soul, even angels and Demons. For without a soul how where they cast from heaven?” Ravyn asked, adjusting the top to fit her tits better. “Even you have a soul, Vampire.”

“For if you had no soul, you woul not consider the fate of any of your victims. You would simply be a Reapers Blade mowing them down. You consider the consequences of each life you take and spare.”

“So no, if have the desire or will to commit murder, I’ll do it myself, and take my own sin for my own.” As she spoke several of the scars faded, runes no longer runes. Just simply scars.

“And I do not find it advisable for you to remain in this room until M'Kael returns. You can wait in the hallway, or down stairs if you desire. But you may not remain here lurking for him.”
 
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The Dinning Hall
As the last of the bodies fell headless to the ground, several of them burning The Man mounted his Steed – a Percheron of Ashen White. Just over 7 and a half feet at the shoulder the mount was Carnage. And it's Master was Death.

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Burning eyes gazed from under his hood, blood ran from his blade as he rode across the smoky ground. The mist parting before him as if afraid of his gaze. A flick of his hand and a burning stream of white flame engulfed an Ogre, ash floating in the wind.

Jerking the seer clenched, her hands locking clawlike on the dinning room table. “Death Rides. Beware the Nyght King. Blood and death. Screams. The Demon Free! Liber Aneguemis Lost and Found. The Guardian of Syn Corrupt."

Falling to the floor, fingernails broken the Elven seer frothed in tremor as students and teacher alike surrounded her. Black ichor filled her eyes before spilling down her cheeks to the stone floor where it sizzled and burned.
 
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Angela

Angela was a little pissed that the young college girl figured out she was a vampire. She was clearly dressed like a witch or mage. But oh well, it was going to come out at some point. Angela just did not like some young snot nosed kid ratting her out to the school officials. It just made her job a bit harder.

“Ravyn, I thank you. I enjoyed our little talk. I shall wait outside for M’Kael.” Angela said politely to end the conversation.

She walked out of the room and then headed to the first floor. She had wanted to tell the little shit she had no idea what souls were and that she really needed to review her religious texts. But it is hard to catch bees with vinegar, better to use honey. Deep down, Angela also knew, she might be wrong about souls. The religious texts were confusing, inconsistent, and contradictory. Maybe after she killed M’Kael, she would have some time to look at what information was available at the school’s library. She would enjoy shoving a text that disagreed with Ravyn’s point of view in the little shit’s face!
 
M’Kael
Laying in the shadows The Himsati form M’Kael healed, absorbing the shadows and making them his/it’s own. He hadn’t been expecting to get attacked by the Succubae and The Minotaur. Hell he hadn’t even realized they were in league together. He’d have to warn Ravyn, Angus had been acting strange around her. Maybe he was waiting to get her alone? Kill her? Skin her alive?

Add the Inquisition and the psycho Bitch and her obsession. Apparently she didn’t take rejection very well. Not that he’d rejected her, the first four times. Then she got clingy and made like they were a.. couple. After he’d turned her down, she got nasty. Fucking women. Can’t fuck them, can’t not fuck them.

Maybe she was bleeding. Gods hope she was bleeding, cause if she wasn’t than she was pregnant and that would be even worse. If that crazy bitch was spawning more of her crazy brood, hell that would a living nightmare.

Climbing to his feet M’Kael stretched, his fingers running across the spines of leather bound books. Dusty books. Where was he anyways? He was in a library yes, but what Library? This books were covered in dusty. A lot of it.

Fuck, he was in the fucking reference books. The Forbidden Books. Straightening his back he heard a few crackling pops, but felt better. Nice thing about being back here.. he could heal and not be bothered.

Hmm.. maybe if he brought a girl here and they had an anatomy lesson. Or fucked each other stupid. No one would catch them.
 
Angela/Ravyn
“Ravyn, I thank you. I enjoyed our little talk. I shall wait outside for M’Kael.” Angela said politely to end the conversation.

“Of course, And If I see him, I’ll send him looking for you.” Ravyn replied as she followed M’Kael’s latest slut out the door. Whore probably wanted to roll around naked in his bed and smell him before he showed up and she fucked him. Making sure it was locked, she added. "Oh and please don't go inside unless your invited."

Hell, M’Kael usually avoided Vamp’s but he’d been getting weirder since Barsiave. And what was all that nonsense about someone wanting to Kill M’Kael? Probably some kinky code phrase. Maybe she could pass through a Ward and was going to help M’Kael? The Sexy witch part could be to get Ravyn out of the way.

Whatever, M’Kael was playing his games. But if he fucked that slut on her bed.. she was going to geld him. Fuck! She needed an Unwelcome mat. And spiders. Maybe a Scorpian or twenty. Heading for the School shop she wondered if they had what she needed.
 
Dairie, Gem, & Angus

Dairie's body convulsed from the orgasm Gem and Angus gave her. Although she was still caught up in the pleasure of their combined efforts, she noticed Angus's hand on her face. She reached for it and pulled it towards her mouth. She started to clean Angus's fluids from his hands with her mouth, caressing his hands with her tongue and sucking on his fingers intimately all while her eyes were closed.

"That's so, sweet Angus. But I don't mind." Referring to both his personality and the taste of him, she opened her eyes. "Just give me a moment." She said catching her breath from her three way encounter. "We have to go. I know. I'll get up and take a dip to clean myself off and put on my swimsuit so we can continue."

She tweaked the nipple of her cum covered breast once and her knees wobbled while she still remained on her back. "Thank you both! I needed that.

"We can say I owe you one Angy." She said winking at the bull man.
He wanted to be the one to make her cum, she didn't mind letting him one day. In fact, she now had something she wanted to speak with Gem about.
 
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Gem, Angus, and Dairie

The three new students swam deeper into the ground water ways. The first two side passageways were dead ends, and Angus was about to turn back around. However, Gem pushed on, into one more.

The passage led to a cave with air in it. The three surfaced and sucked in fresh air. There was a large underground pool with a dirt shore along the southeastern half of this cave. Everyone saw a small tunnel continuing to the south.

“Looks like this might the right passageway” Angus commented as they all got out of the water and walked towards the tunnel. Angus pulled the Axe off his back. Gem gave him a questioning look.

“Might be guards ahead” Angus explained.

The tunnel continued for several hundred feet before terminating at another underground pool. At the other side of the pool was a dire crocodile. The creature was huge! The reptilian behemoth, was large enough to swallow a horse in one tremendous bite! It was sound asleep

“Wow, that is one big crocodile” Angus whispered to Gem.

“We’ll need to sneak pass it” Gem said, like it was going to be no problem

Angus nodded in understanding. But he did not think it was going to be easy!

The three carefully and very quietly moved around the outer rim of the pool. As they got closer to the crocodile. The rhythm of the beast’s breathing skipped. Everyone got ready to defend themselves. But the creature continued to sleep.

They made it to the next tunnel and slipped away.

“Now that was awesome!” Angus gasped, still being quiet. “I can’t believe we pulled that off!”

Dairie just had a small knowing smile on her face at his comment. But she said nothing.

The tunnel they were in arrived at another pool. But this was a more pleasant pool of water surrounded by bushes, creating another grotto like cave. There was a human and a dwarf bound and unconscious, slumped over against the western wall beyond the pool. Short alcoves lead east and south of the grotto, but the only way in or out was from where they came.

“Visitors!” someone shrieked. Then a humanoid with slimy scales covering her pallid skin poked her head out from some reeds. Her hair resembles seaweed and covers her emaciated body. But her eyes were the so strange. “Glassy” was the best way to describe them, glassy and lifeless as a doll’s eyes.
 
Dairie, Gem, & Angus

After gathering herself, Dairie and the rest of the trio carried on. Dairie knew exactly what to do get pass the crocodile. She summoned Dahlias near its nose which released a sleeping pollen. "Let's go. That should do it."

Dairie was now on high alert once the team encountered some sea hag. She wondered if she was powerful and from what did they have to defend themselves against. She appeared old, and was perhaps wise, which could be dangerous if she was a magic practitioner.
 
Ravyn
Once she was away from the Vampire/witch Ravyn’s stomach settled a bit and her nerves didn’t feel like burning ants were crawling under her skin. There were parts of the conversation she couldn’t recall, had The Other taken over or was it just not important? She needed those pills to stop the Other. To stop the screaming in her head. To stop the vomiting.

Climbing to the highest platform, the one reserved for thrill junkies and crazies, she looked at the water. Damned that was far away.

“Smash your head on the concrete. Drown under the cold dark waters. You’ll never be free. I’ll still be there here when you wake up. Never born. Never Dead. You know how to be free from me.”

Leaning forward Ravyn did a simple dive, slicing into the water 20 meteres below the platform. For a moment The Other was silent. “I’m still here.”

Swimming the length of the pool across the bottom, Ravyn realized she’d never get rid of the other. She could only accept it. Embrace it. Let the Other win. Stop fighting it.

She’d need some things. Hard to find things. Rarest of rare things.

Climbing from the pool she dried off, oblivious to the number of eyes watching her. Oblivious to the leering stares of desire from male/female/other alike. Once dried enough she went to the Library, maybe she could make what she need or at least locate where to get what she needed.

Maybe M’Kael’s slut would be here. Doubtful, most of his whores couldn’t read.
 
The Castle that wasn't..
In Land of Otherwhen, a Land that didn’t exist, and never would, but always could.

The Castle that had never been built, a Castle that Neverwas opened it’s gates.

Dark of stone and ivy, it’s ramparts were ready for it’s Master to come home.

The Portcullis rose as the drawbridge lowered across a chasm that descended into the nothingness of forever. A dozen Chevaliers adorned in red and black Armour stepped from the gate to cross the drawbridge before taking positions of honor.

Firepots, fueled by the blood the Master had spilled, lit with black flame as soon as the Guards stopped moving. But through all this there was not a sound, not a clink of metal on metal or puff of dust of boot on dirt. As they stood the dirt changed to cobblestone creating a path for the Master to follow.

A hundred rooms and each room had a tapestry of a different landscape, a different place. Some tapestries were of empty rooms, some were of cities long dead, others of cities still rising up, or yet to come. Each glowed along the edges with old magic.

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M’Kael
Looking over the titles, M’Keal kinda wished he’d paid more attention in class. At least then he might have a chance of reading a title.

He was much better at Speaking languages than reading them. After all he used words to get the panties off and the girl on her back, or knees. He’d never needed to stop and write it out.

And if he ever found the need, he’d move to the next girl, or have Ravyn do it. Pulling one book down he glanced through it, Spells. And he wasn’t a spellcaster by any means, but these seemed to be high level.

Another book... Potions? Looked like his Grandmama’s recipe book, not the food one, but the other book she kept on the upper shelf.

Another book... Demons. That shit he knew about, not as much as his Parents and Ravyn, but yeah he knew that shit. And avoided it at all costs.

Another book... Elven Poetry? No... Not Elven. Older. Aeldarian. And it wasn’t poetry, phrased like it.. ahh. Prophetic Poetry. A book of Prophesies in Ancient Elven?

Yeah, he was Definitely in the Archives of Forbidden shit that will melt your brain. Ravyn would love it here.

Sliding his fingers into the shadows he felt them, their coolness, their shapes, the age of them. It was like Aura sight.. but for Shadows.
 
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Ravyn
Gathering a set of books, Ravyn set forth in her searching. She had a basic idea – thank you Grandmama - of what to look for. Flipping back and forth between two books she compared several passages. Interesting.

Making her list and her notes, she wondered what the Leech would cost her.

“Ahem,” She heard

Looking up she glanced around, then went back to her books.

“Ahem,” She heard again.

Looking up, one brow furrowed she looked around. “Who’s there?” She asked.

“Over here, Beautiful.”

Following the voice she half turned, her gaze resting upon a Cheshiran. Great an Upright walking talking cat. “Yes?” she asked curiously.

“Just wondering if your.. out for a prowl?”

“A Prowl?”

“Yes, a Prowl.” The Cheshiran replied, blinking slowly and with a smile touching the edge of it’s face.

“Are you asking if I’m looking for a.. companion?”

“Or a fuck partner, Not looking for a steady partner or a mate or even a longtime thing. Just something casual. You know, something to relieve stress and tension.”

“No,” Ravyn replied.

“You’re net even going to consider..”

“No. I’m not interested in sexual escapades with any species at any time. Not casual or regular. Not human, Elven, Minotaur or anything else. Don’t bother. Don’t ask. I’m flattered, just not interested.”

“What if I found a lady friend?”

Sighing Ravyn looked at him. Almost sadly. “You’re like someone else I know. Can’t understand, or won’t listen. I said, No.”
 
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The Sea Hag

The old woman smiled as the new students entered her cave. She could have killed them whenever she wished, but that wouldn’t be proper. Much could be said of the ugly gray-skinned hag, but nobody could say she didn’t live by a code. By a set of rules. And without rules, where would the world be? In disarray, that’s where. Simple as that.

Today was shaping up to be very interesting.

She could tell the three were going to be fun. A bull-headed Minotaur, an elf/cow half-breed and a beautiful human mage. The last one, made her blood boil in hate.

This would be an interesting day, indeed.

“Do you know who I am?” the hag asked.

“You appear to be the person that captured professor Ot and one of the students he is mentoring.” Angus answered with confidence.

“Ha! You are smarter than you look, steer!” she chuckled “I’m Shelila”

Gem let out a small gasp. Her friends looked at her “Shelila the skinner! She is a Seahag. Her victims are skinned alive.” Gem explained in a low whisper.

“And your names?” she asked.

“Angus, Dairie” Gem answered pointing to her two friends. “and I’m, Gem”

“Here are the rules, Gem Devonshire,” she said. “You have come for your lost professor and the dwarf. Correct?”

Gem nodded.

“Do you intend to kill me?” the hag asked.

“I cannot lie. I think it likely that either you or the three of us will die,” Gem replied.

The hag chuckled.

“Eager to spill my blood, are you? Maybe you’d even succeed.” She waved her ancient hand, the slummed over prisoners started to struggle to breath. “If you attack me before our dealings are through, I will kill them so quickly you’ll hear the snap of their necks echo in your mind for the rest of your days.”

Gem’s gaze remained focused on the hag’s eyes.

“So, the rules. If you can give me the code to open the ward guarding Sinegard Academy, I’d find that more delicious than eating the memories in professor Ot’s mind,” she said

“You give me the code, I will give you the professor.” She offered. “If you cannot, well…” she tightened her grip and again the professor struggled to breath. “Should you attempt to renege on our deal, you will allow me to kill all of you, no resistance. Do you agree?”

“What about the dwarf?” Gem asked

“He works for me. He is not part of the deal” Shelila replied with a gruesome smile.

“What if you renege on the deal?” Angus asked

“I won’t” Shelila stated firmly.

“Then you can agree… If you renege, then you will allow us to kill you, no resistance” Angus stated.

“I don’t know what you are playing at steer, but Yes, I agree.” Shelila said

“We’ll need to discuss this deal, before agreeing” Gem said as she turned to Dairie and Angus.

“What do you think?” She asked Dairie.
 
Taegan Nightwind - Avariel Elf (Aril'Tel'Quessir)
Sitting in the rafters Teagan watched the people below as he ate his snack of seeds and nuts from a pouch. Quiet as a mouse, or a pigeon, he sat and ate, watching the people around, well technically they were below him.

Either way he sat and watched. Walkers moved weird, and they were loud. Sitting here allowed him to observe, without notice. He watched as A Minotaur and rather fat chested female sat with the zombie girl. They ate from a box and drank. The Zombie Girl wasn’t trying to eat them, which was peculiar, but maybe she was a recent change.

The Next day she was back, different clothes. Zombies changed clothes? Maybe she was a Vampire.

There were so many unusual students here, so many interesting stories. Would he have time to listen to them all? Probably not, most races lived far to short a lifeline before they passed from this world.

From his perch he watched the people below.
 
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Dairie, Gem, & Angus

"I'm not sure if we should help her, but maybe the professor has the code. It looks like she's trying to extract his memories to get it though. There has to be another way."
 
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