Post by DM-Delfon on Aug 2, 2020 9:08:43 GMT -5
This class is always unnerving. Guildmaster Shutru sits cross legged at the front of the room with her eyes closed. She wears what would be better described as a black sheet then clothing, with a thick blue headband. She looks more like a nun, then a professor. The room is dim, barely bright enough to take notes in the candle light. It smells strongly of freshly burnt sage. A blue glowing crystal sphere rests on a plush red velvet pillow in front of her, which she holds her hands beside as if warming them by a fire. The room holds a half dozen other students, each resting on an overstuffed pillow. Each student watches the Guildmaster attentively.
Without moving her lips, the Guildmaster continues directly into your mind, 'and that's why one must always protect their silver cord when traveling through the Astral Sea.' She shifts one hand so that it's palm up, and raises it slowly. As her hand rises, candles throughout the room flicker to light one by one. She gestures her arm toward the door, a simple dismissal. All the students gather their belongings in silence and file out of the room like they're walking through a library or a graveyard then a class room. As the last student leaves the room, the door closes with a soft click and the glow of the candles through the door fades out once more.
The seven of you stand in the hallway, recovering from the lesson and gathering yourselves to face the real world once more. Grahorn Droverson recovers first, running his hands down his clothing to smooth it out. Today he wears a blue coat over a white shirt with a ruffle. A golden clasp holds the ruffle in place, and a gold chain hangs down to a golden pentagon containing an eye, the Holy Symbol of Boccob. His pale blue eyes flick across each of the other students.
The most popular student in this class is Susan, a tiefling woman with bright pink spiky hair and lips of the same color. She wears a red corset with black boning that makes her modest cleavage pop distractedly. She also wears a knee length red skirt that flows out when she turns, revealing more of her pale blue flesh. Her groupies for this class are Gram, and Gina. Twin siblings with a habit of dressing similarly.
Jerry, the class clown is a Halfling with bright orange hair and golden-yellow eyes. He visibly shivers as if he has a chill, before smirking. His eyes twinkling with mischief.
A stunningly attractive woman in threadbare plain gray novice robes, stands slightly apart from the rest. Her long black hair is braided behind her, but a few wisps have fallen out unnoticed. Her large green eyes are wide open, as if she has seen something startling. Her plump rosebud lips are pressed tightly together at the moment. One of these days you will have to ask her her name.
That was the last class before the break. A tenday where the students are expected to follow their own pursuits and prepare for their exams. Silver rings will replace the copper rings each student is currently wearing, if they can pass their exams, and another year of study awaits those that fail.
Pictures:
Grahorn Droverson
Boccob Holy Symbol
Without moving her lips, the Guildmaster continues directly into your mind, 'and that's why one must always protect their silver cord when traveling through the Astral Sea.' She shifts one hand so that it's palm up, and raises it slowly. As her hand rises, candles throughout the room flicker to light one by one. She gestures her arm toward the door, a simple dismissal. All the students gather their belongings in silence and file out of the room like they're walking through a library or a graveyard then a class room. As the last student leaves the room, the door closes with a soft click and the glow of the candles through the door fades out once more.
The seven of you stand in the hallway, recovering from the lesson and gathering yourselves to face the real world once more. Grahorn Droverson recovers first, running his hands down his clothing to smooth it out. Today he wears a blue coat over a white shirt with a ruffle. A golden clasp holds the ruffle in place, and a gold chain hangs down to a golden pentagon containing an eye, the Holy Symbol of Boccob. His pale blue eyes flick across each of the other students.
The most popular student in this class is Susan, a tiefling woman with bright pink spiky hair and lips of the same color. She wears a red corset with black boning that makes her modest cleavage pop distractedly. She also wears a knee length red skirt that flows out when she turns, revealing more of her pale blue flesh. Her groupies for this class are Gram, and Gina. Twin siblings with a habit of dressing similarly.
Jerry, the class clown is a Halfling with bright orange hair and golden-yellow eyes. He visibly shivers as if he has a chill, before smirking. His eyes twinkling with mischief.
A stunningly attractive woman in threadbare plain gray novice robes, stands slightly apart from the rest. Her long black hair is braided behind her, but a few wisps have fallen out unnoticed. Her large green eyes are wide open, as if she has seen something startling. Her plump rosebud lips are pressed tightly together at the moment. One of these days you will have to ask her her name.
That was the last class before the break. A tenday where the students are expected to follow their own pursuits and prepare for their exams. Silver rings will replace the copper rings each student is currently wearing, if they can pass their exams, and another year of study awaits those that fail.
Pictures:
Grahorn Droverson
Boccob Holy Symbol