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The Final Hour RP
Forum-Index → Roleplay → The Final Hour RPIf Lucinda says yes, then Ayran would teach her the proper way without getting hurt.
If Lucinda says no, then even better, Ayran can tell her about a different magic trick she can use in battle, that won't have risk in her getting hurt.
The man passes in the library. "The Drayken... He's going to be an issue. I'll just have to take him out early if I can't convert him. As for the dark mage..." He's mumbling to himself. "She'll make quite the heir, I think."
His eyes flash with a long-withheld rage. "I've waited too long... I'm coming for you..."
Soars across the Milky Way, carrying travelers, a dream"
"It won't end yet," "I don't want it to end"
"But even so, one day.."
-Mr. Showtime

He felt a cool air pass by him, Ayran froze, he hadn't had this feeling in centuries.
Ayran swished his head back wide eyes, only to see the back of a person wearing a blue robe.
'No way.. I must be hallucinating'
Soars across the Milky Way, carrying travelers, a dream"
"It won't end yet," "I don't want it to end"
"But even so, one day.."
-Mr. Showtime

She flopped down on her bed, staring at the ceiling. No one had claimed the bed opposite her. It was looking like she wasn't going to have a roommate this year. That wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Using her shadow magic, she began to enchant the ceiling. In a few minutes, it was a perfect replica of the night sky. Every twinkling star, all the constellations she had gazed up at since childhood, were meticulously positioned one by one. Cath carefully spread the inky darkness to the tops of the walls. From the floor to the top of the single dingy window, her dorm looked normal. But the upper half looked like a portal to another world.
This school... it was an unsustainable education model. There hadn't even been a single class yet, and a student was dead. Chikari. She hadn't really liked him, even thinking him arrogant and idiotic, but Cath hadn't wished him to die. And what had the cause of death even been? The blood moon?
The ranking system... Cath assumed she would get third. Kendo would be first, Ayren would be second. The energy she would need to beat both of them would be put to better use if it were conserved.
Besides, Cath didn't want the burden of number one; she would need to defend the title for the rest of her time at the school. And that wasn't fun. A takeover from the bottom was much easier. And to those that valued intelligence, much more respectable.
Ogd, she found the rest of her classmates... annoying.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
"That's good, you don't have to force yourself..."
Ayran paused for a second as if he's thinking.
"Do you want me to teach you something?"
Ayran first started with a floating mass of dark mana disguised as ice mana, "This is a similar type of technique as cloning magic, but the difference between this type of magic is that what you are creating.."
The small floating mass of ice mana slowly changed it's shape into a butterfly.
"Won't have a consciousness, rather, every move it makes.."
The dark blue butterfly started to flap it's wings as if it is alive.
"Is controlled by you."
Ayran voice is calm and steady, "You can think of it as a puppet."
The blue butterfly flew around the three of them, as if it truly has life within it.
"And as you master it, you can make it move, like it is the real thing!"
Ayran paused and stared at then warningly, "But remember that, at the end, this is just a ball of mana."
Ayran closed his hand, and the butterfly disappeared. Ayran smiles lazily, "Now.. Why don't you 2 try?" looking at Sobble and Lucinda.
"Sobble, you don't want to focus on your hand and force the mana out, what you want to do, is let the mana in you flow, and guide it our your hand."
This was the basic of learning how to handle magic, no matter what type.