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 Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 7:52 pm
"It's up to you, Arthanian said once he finished learning this technique he was going to enter the woods and fight some of the creatures there and I believe that Merilwen is just wrapping things up here..." He replied as Asrai began to leave.
Arthanian gave a slight nod hearing Ardrion's reply.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 11:31 pm
Merilwen bobbed her head upon hearing Ardrion’s reply and she when on to say “In fact I have to leave now, to finish gathering my gear and then combat training,”
She gave both teachers a quick bow and headed for the door.
She gulped, slowly turned back around and flashing her sweetest smile she said, “Isn’t that convenient, now that I think about it I am going to be rather much too busy later.”Seating herself on the end of Ardrion’s desk, for as of the present there were no other chairs available, she lay her folder of reports on her lap and waited for the final remaining student to leave.
Is it possible? Could he have cast a spell on me?? No. No… then why is he so hard to resist?
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 12:41 pm
Profile Skeleton (Teacher):
Username: Cade The Imperfect
Character Name: Issac Dakkon
Title: None
Race: Human
Age: 21
Weapon Skills: None
Magic Abilities: Void
Weapons/Equipment: Gauntlet
What I Teach: Combat Training, and Literature
Appearance: http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CfA5yah7N-0/S8Qnw-w_0bI/AAAAAAAAAfw/z9_ugPuWmGQ/s1600/Shizuo-durarara-10104029-459-604.jpg
Bio: Issac was brought into the school more as a assitant then a full on teacher, due to his young age and limited experience within the role. He was no prodigy of man, nor a hero of any village. Born and raised normally Issac wasn't by any means the top of his class. But dedication proved him well, as he exceeded to surpass his peers in combat and magic manipulation.
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 12:49 pm
Issac sat on a brench under the shade of a large tree in the yard of the school. As students went to and from classes, he casually greeted those he knew and smiled to the others. A majority of his attention was focused on his book however with drew his eyes as they moved across the page.
It was a book of magic written by an old professor of his, a wise man. Now of days the man even led a small group of wizards in advancing magic as we know it today and with what Issac had heard. With great success at that.
Pressing his finger against his tongue to gather some silva to turn the page of the research journal. Reading allowed him a chance to let his thought focus on the mysteries of the world rather then the stress of being a role model for students. It was n that regard that he wasn't as suited for as other teachers that had carreers or past experiecnes that brought them some level of glory and a title. Issac Dakkon was just Issac Dakkon, strong in his feild but nothing history wouldnt forget.
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