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[You awake in an unfamiliar bed.
It’s not uncomfortable per say but it’s certainly not yours. In the dim light around you the room strikes a second chord of unfamiliarity. On a far wall there is a wide banner hanging from the wooden ceiling beam, designating the color of your dorm and the dorm name smack in the middle: Evocation, Illusion, Abjuration, or Conjuration. Printed at the top and bottom of each banner is another name: The Thanatos Institute for the Advancement of Sorcery and Spellcraft.
The dormitories all contain 3 sets of bunk beds, blankets color-coded to the appropriate dorm color. Each bunk bed set has a chest at either end to keep your belongings, along with one bookcase per dorm and a clawfoot tub/ shower tucked away behind a door. Each trunk is individually labeled with a name, the name of one of the people in the bunk bed it flanks. The key to each one tucked away on your person when you awaken; inside the trunks you will find two fresh changes of clothes, basic hygiene items and your transmitter. They’re small, easily fitting in the palm of a hand, and are fitted with a glittering gem on top that matches the user’s assigned dormitory. At a glance it seems like a normal compact mirror, but upon first touching the glass it activates, illuminating the apprentice profiles instead of the beholder’s reflection. And that’s just one of the many things it can do.
The hallway outside the dorms is wide and tall, made of cold gray stone. The hall goes on until you reach the stairs that go up to a higher floor and down to a lower one. Whichever way you choose it becomes quickly clear where you are: a tower made of stone and wood and grand in every meaning of the word except quality.
Down in the Entrance Hall there is space for everyone to gather where massive doors stand unguarded but are tragically locked tight. Posted on the wall next to the doors, encased on a poster-sized glass frame and written on slightly yellowed parchment, are a set of rules.
For all intents and purposes it looks like you’re trapped- but at least you’re not alone.]
It’s not uncomfortable per say but it’s certainly not yours. In the dim light around you the room strikes a second chord of unfamiliarity. On a far wall there is a wide banner hanging from the wooden ceiling beam, designating the color of your dorm and the dorm name smack in the middle: Evocation, Illusion, Abjuration, or Conjuration. Printed at the top and bottom of each banner is another name: The Thanatos Institute for the Advancement of Sorcery and Spellcraft.
The dormitories all contain 3 sets of bunk beds, blankets color-coded to the appropriate dorm color. Each bunk bed set has a chest at either end to keep your belongings, along with one bookcase per dorm and a clawfoot tub/ shower tucked away behind a door. Each trunk is individually labeled with a name, the name of one of the people in the bunk bed it flanks. The key to each one tucked away on your person when you awaken; inside the trunks you will find two fresh changes of clothes, basic hygiene items and your transmitter. They’re small, easily fitting in the palm of a hand, and are fitted with a glittering gem on top that matches the user’s assigned dormitory. At a glance it seems like a normal compact mirror, but upon first touching the glass it activates, illuminating the apprentice profiles instead of the beholder’s reflection. And that’s just one of the many things it can do.
The hallway outside the dorms is wide and tall, made of cold gray stone. The hall goes on until you reach the stairs that go up to a higher floor and down to a lower one. Whichever way you choose it becomes quickly clear where you are: a tower made of stone and wood and grand in every meaning of the word except quality.
Down in the Entrance Hall there is space for everyone to gather where massive doors stand unguarded but are tragically locked tight. Posted on the wall next to the doors, encased on a poster-sized glass frame and written on slightly yellowed parchment, are a set of rules.
For all intents and purposes it looks like you’re trapped- but at least you’re not alone.]
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I do hope you are not hoarding anything particularly interesting.
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[...he's actually kind of having fun, though.]
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[Fun in a very dangerous sort of way.]
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HE GRABS SEVERAL BOOKS OFF THE SHELF AND SHOVES THEM INTO HIS INVENTORY THEN]
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You didn't even look at what you were grabbing, did you?
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[he will shove some more in, for shits and giggles.]
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[he makes a little annoyed noise.]
You did get a head start... but I will not be outdone.
[TIME TO ZIP ELSEWHERE!]
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Na, this looks like too much fun.
Copies of Loki appear in every aisle of the library, each holding a different book, smiling and waving should the other turn down their aisle.]
These are rather interesting. Care for a look?
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what if he just... illusions all of the books invisible save the one the double of this dude closest to him is handing him. HELL YEAH HE'LL DO IT.]
Well, given how much the competition has dried up, I suppose I shall.
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The real Loki chuckles behind him, reaching forward in the seemingly empty shelves to see if it is an illusion or if the other really did make all the books disappear.]
Look at us, running around the library like children and we haven't even been introduced yet! I am Loki, Prince of Asgard.
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Ah, it is true. It was so easy to get caught up in the fun of it all that I forgot.
[He gives the sort of bow that shows no humility whatsoever.]
I am Jasper, commander of the Spectral Sentinels.
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Well met. I've never heard of the Spectral Sentinels. [He tries to pluck a book from the shelf by feel, wanting to see if the illusion clings to the shelf or the books themselves.]
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[The illusion does stick, actually! enjoy your Invisible Book.]
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Likewise. It is very interesting that our captors were able to pull us from so many disparate worlds.
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...
Of course, I suppose you can never have enough power, but one would think this would be the difficult part.
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