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Post by Isabelle hart on Jun 17, 2011 1:55:43 GMT
Knock Knock
Isabelle knocked lightly as she slowly entered the enrollment office. She was wearing the nicest blue dress she could find but sadly it just had a square neck and no embellishments or designs. Usually she would just wear a simple green or brown dress but today she was not going to serve Lady Le Faye. Today she was going to try and enroll at the Magician's Guild.
She had worn a crushed velvet cloak that her first teacher gave her and worn it in case someone saw her. It wasn't that she was ashamed but she didn't want anyone except someone in the guild to know she was enrolling. She smoothed out her dress and her hair and waited.
Normally she would be at home, warm by a fire that she made by herself but ever since she met Dreamer in the hallway and had a talk with him she knew that she needed help so that she didn't become a overuser of magic or use her magic for dark things.
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Post by Lady Raven Silvester on Aug 27, 2011 10:35:14 GMT
Knock, knock, knock.
Raven walked into the office. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail. Her earrings were of a pentagram. The sacred symbol of Witches. She wore a black velvet dress which had a gold, Celtic design trim along the hem, neck and sleeve lines. She wanted to follow in her mother's footsteps and become a great Witch. Raven was the only Witch left from Cheshire. Hunters had driven them to near extinction. She sighed and sat on a chair and crossed her slender legs. Time was getting on.
Around this time she would be going through the forbidden scripts and spell books at home. Becoming a Dark Mage was, in her eyes, the only way she could avenge her family. Her father was a knight of Camelot but with a secret. He had been an Assassin of the old Creed, so, therfore Raven had trained in secret with him. Now magic was the only way to kill those that had slaughtered those she held so close to her heart. Even if it was Dark Magic she practiced.
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Post by Isabelle hart on Sept 25, 2011 17:14:27 GMT
Isabelle looked up and saw a woman. She stood up and flatened her dress, the woman had dark hair and was pale. Isabelle wondered if she was the recruiter.
"Excuse me are you my recruiter?" asked Isabelle in a small voice.
She hoped she looked okay, she was just a servant girl so she never worn expensive clothes. It was probably obvious, Isabelle wondered if there was a spell to make clothing.
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Post by Prince Arthur Pendragon on Oct 22, 2011 17:58:15 GMT
Arthur walked into the enrollment office with rather an air of excitement. Merlin had been called away on urgent business somewhere and Arthur had been asked to step in and keep things ticking over while he was gone. He didn't know very much about magic, but he sort of hoped that this stint might teach him something at least.
Unfortunately though, it seemed he was going to have quite a lot of work on his hands, for no sooner had he entered the office, he noticed that two girls were already waiting for acceptance into the guild. Did Arthur really have what it took to tell if a magician was eligible?
"M'ladies," He said, swooping behind the desk Merlin usually sat at and leafing through a reem of paper. "I apologise for the delay but Merlin has been called away on urgent business and I have been asked to manage things in his absence. I hope you have not been waiting too long?" He found the forms he was looking for, which were very similar to the ones he used in the Army recruitment office, and began to pass them out.
"Just fill in your name, your desire to join the mages and the type of magic you wish to train in." He read from one of the forms with a smile. "Oh and when you're done, i'll just require a quick demonstration..." His smile faded and he began to doubt whether he really was the man for this job...
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Post by Lady Raven Silvester on Oct 22, 2011 19:04:03 GMT
Raven looked at Arthur then filled in the form. She used blood to sign her name as her father had said, 'When signing an important contract sign you name in your own blood.' Raven always knew he was a wise old goat. "Arthur. Why does your father hate Cornwall so much?" she asked. She thought of the most darkest spell she could think of. "Educ hostes antiquos. Educ tenebris. Educ ipse diabolus et Inferno unleash!" an army of undead demons came to life. Their wings bat-like and torn here and there. Their horns dripping with blood. They were hideously ugly. They looked blood thirsty and ready for battle but would only attack on Raven's command. Raven had a Templar at the ready. She snapped her fingers and the demons devoured the Templar Knight in mere seconds. All was left was his skeleton. Even his armour was eaten. She smiled, +aved her hand and in a cloud of darkness the demons were gone. "So. Do I make it?" she asked. Using this magick would help the Assassin Brotherhood and would ensure peace over England when those Templars were defeated.
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Post by Prince Arthur Pendragon on Oct 23, 2011 10:55:06 GMT
Arthur had met Lady Raven before and had always found her to be an intriguing, although not unpleasant, girl. He hadn't recognised her until now, but once again she puzzled him with a strange question: Why did his father hate Cornwall so much?
He paused trying to fathom an answer to the question but before he had even a chance to reply a tribe of strange demons appeared between him and Raven, blocking her from site almost altogether. Arthur leapt up from his chair, nearly knocking it over in the process and reached for his sword, but no sooner has his hand gripped the hilt, did the troop of demons disappear.
Ever so slightly embarrassed, Arthur returned to his seat and cleared his throat. "Very good." He said, "But you have not yet described why you wish to join the Guild, or which band of magic you wish to train in." He looked up and met the girls eyes. "Answer me those and I can enrol you officially".
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Post by Lady Raven Silvester on Oct 23, 2011 13:29:07 GMT
Raven smiled. "It is to help my Brotherhood. I want to learn dark magick." she said. "My Brotherhood are protectors of the Scared Scroll of Pagans. For years these templars have been after the Scroll and for years they have failed. Using this magick will help my Brotherhood. So I beg you please let me enroll." she said.
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Post by Prince Arthur Pendragon on Oct 25, 2011 19:28:57 GMT
Arthur nodded, beginning to wonder if Raven was to use her magic for good or evil. He supposed if she was truly evil she would have visited the brother hood rather than the Guild.
"Then Lady Raven, I accept you into the Guild. You will train with Merlin as soon as you wish. You are dismissed."
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Post by Isabelle hart on Dec 18, 2011 5:32:42 GMT
Isabelle couldn't believe it was Prince Arthur. She had an attraction to him, well so did all the ladies but Isabelle felt that she was special. Today she would show that she was special, with a spell she had been practicing for some time. A bring back to life spell, she had an interesting idea of maybe if a soldier had died in battle when he was brought home a magic user could bring the soldier back to life.
She stepped forward, blushing and curtsied to Prince Arthur, "Hello your magesty."
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