<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=205751.msg11248053#msg11248053">Quote from: Chloe Milev on 14-05-2015, 03:42:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">" I think you have to open up some trust to <em>someone</em>, or you won't make any progress at all just running around on your own.  If you could somehow vet Professor Yarminda, having an experienced diviner would be invaluable for investigating the problems.  Other than that, are there any passive divinations in place that could give warning if someone is messing somewhere they shouldn't?  I don't want to suggest surveilling everyone all the time, but if there was some sort of magic eye sitting in dangerous or delicate places, that could help give clues.  Though preventing future mischief would be more useful.  Magic alarms might be good too.  If it gets too bad, a curfew might cut down on potential suspects all running around..."  Kleris mused, trying to think of what he'd do if he wanted to screw up the school, and what might prevent that.<br/>"I'll let you know if I think of anything else, or discover something."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Hmm, you're right, but I'll need to think carefully.  Curfews aren't as effective as you might imagine, though, when it comes to folks who genuinely want to cause trouble.  But thanks, I'll try arranging a meeting with Andarlin later to better think this through."<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Day 49, Date with Rensha</span></span></div><br/>After finally separating slightly to breathe, his eyes went wide, "Rensha, your sword..."  In her passion for him, she'd dropped it, and he felt guilty about that, after learning it was an ancient priceless heirloom.  Sure it had seen worse, but he still disentangled himself from her and picked it up gingerly to return it.  "Why don't you put this somewhere safe, and we can continue what you were saying just now...?"  He grinned hugely, still a bit light-headed at the kiss.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She nodded as she sheathed the heirloom.  "Yeah, he wasn't happy about that.  I can hear him scolding me for my recklessness, even if he approves of my love."<br/><br/>This time she affixed it to her backpack which she put next to Kleris' own.  "I'm happy that you returned my embrace, instead of pushing away.  Normally I'd say this was a great first date, although that would be lying in a way.  From our time in the museum to our weekly meetings in the Society of the Scarlet Serpent (last one was yesterday), I feel like this friendship was blossoming all along."<br/><br/>Rensha seemed more at peace now, a whiplash from her tearful torment earlier.  She kissed Kleris again, carrying him to the field, the two lay down on the soft grass as they continued to embrace and roll around, her hands running through his blond hair and pressing her close to him...<br/><br/>...locked in her arms, Kleris did not have time to subtly cast an<em>alter self</em>spell in case things progressed, and it was arousing being so close to her in such an intimate fashion...<br/><br/>...and then there was a flicker of<em>dancing lights,</em>and as though snapped out of a reverie Rensha pulled away.  "Oh, I forgot, we're out where folks can see us."  Her face was beet-red as she worriedly looked around.  "But I did enjoy this, Kleris."<br/><br/>The two ventured back to their dorm, holding hands.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Day 50</span></span></div><br/>With a productive morning behind him, Kleris got ready for the slumber party, making sure he had some supplies ready:  pillow, blanket, pajamas, gambling candy, pack of cards for some friendly wagers.  He asked around for some ideas of what to do and wrote them down.<br/><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Games: Truth or dare, Twister, Pillow fight, Magical telephone message conduit</li><li>Entertainment:  Scary stories, Music and songs</li><li>Activities:  Fashion show, Talent show, Spa and makeover, Crafting jewelry/magic trinkets</li><li>Prizes:  Scavenger hunt, Commemorative pictures and frames, White elephant gift exchange</li></ul></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Subtly passed to Yarminda after the next divination class, she nodded approvingly.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Slumber Party</span></span></div><br/>Following the notes to an out-of-the-way office in the Jecture School of Divination, Kleris found two other girls present: Evgenia and Utari.  Eventually four others came in pairs: Elmira and Asma, and finally Naila and Zull.  He was good friends with two of them already, but half he never really interacted with in spite of seeing them on campus at times.  They all had backpacks brimming with stuff over than books.<br/><br/>"Ooh, heavens, I hope I didn't keep you ladies waiting!" Professor Yarminda's sweet voice came from down the hall as she joined the ensemble cast, even though all of them were early.<br/><br/>With a snap of her fingers a circular portal in the wall opened up to a space clearly not part of the school proper.  It took a while for the seven students to digest in the surroundings as the last of them crossed the threshold, the interior more akin to a fancy hotel where the nobility stayed, although they seemed to be the only occupants.<br/><br/>"Wow, did we teleport?" Elmira gasped.<br/><br/>"Oooh, come over here!  Look out the window!" Asma's hands and face where pressed up against the glass, looking out into a scenic-looking field several floors below, a moat of clear water surrounding the building.  The reflection of a blue spiral castle looked back, a crescent moon hanging over it in the night sky.  Unicorns dashed across the open plains and colorful birds flew amid the precipices of the castle's spires.  The rest of the girls joined the vantage point, wide-eyed and impressed.<br/><br/>"This is a private demiplane," Professor Yarminda answered.  "A gift to me from a previous lover.  He may reside in the great beyond, but every so often he comes around here to meet with me again."<br/><br/>Zull looked up at the Professor.  "Not just any mage can create a whole demiplane.  Who was he?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spellcraft DC 26</div><div class="spoiler_body">Kleris recognizes this spell as a greater version of Create Demiplane, (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/c/create-demiplane) one of the most powerful magics in existence.  The properties of this plane seem more in flux, as though one attuned to its energies could easily shape the land.</div></div><br/>"His name was Remnos the Blue, an archmage of honor and virtue and a former graduate of Redhurst.  Creating such a place, even for him, is no light matter, but as a wizard of his caliber he needed a good place to retreat from the world.  Don't worry, we're not intruding; 'my house is your house,' as he said."<br/><br/>"It really is a wonder, what magic can do," Nailla said.<br/><br/>Remnos' domain was a quiet yet beautiful place.  The castle had wide rooms interspersed with narrows passages, and circular arrays of glittering gemstones hanging from the wall much like a chandelier brightened up the larger areas.<br/><br/>"Catch me if you can!" Evgenia excitedly exclaimed as she flew up a flight of stairs.<br/><br/>"No fair!" Zull laughed as the rest ventured up by foot.<br/><br/>For a while the group was happy and content to just explore the place they'd be staying the night, but eventually they settled in a carpeted living area adjacent to a kitchen managed by<em>unseen servants.</em>The girls sat around on the very comfy floor, the eight forming a complete circle.  Kleris was flanked by Zull to the right, Elmira to the left.<br/><br/><strong><em>They all chatted about their day...</em></strong><br/><br/>"Things are going well for the play, I already got all my notes down pat," Evgenia said proudly.<br/><br/>"Ooh, maybe you can show us?" Asma asked.  "I hear that harpies have the most amazing singing voices."<br/><br/>Evgenia blushed.  "Well, I don't want to spoil it here.  Maybe next week, at the play..."<br/><br/><em><strong>...homework...</strong></em><br/><br/>"I'm good with conjuration and divination," Elmira said, "but transmuting things is always a hassle."  She sighed.  "You'd think that the magic of creating things would help one know how to alter things, but nope!"<br/><br/>"Hey, you don't have it so bad, you're the best in your class!" Zull said reassuringly.  "You could be a theurge, juggling arcane and divine spells!"<br/><br/>"Hey!" Utari exclaimed.<br/><br/>"Now now, ladies," Yarminda said.  "We all have our strengths and specialties, none of them are easy."<br/><br/><em><strong>...and boys.</strong></em><br/><br/>"Artaxes is really cute," Naila said.<br/><br/>"Really?" Zull asked in bewilderment.  "He's fine and all, but I find him a little too forward."<br/><br/>"I prefer the quiet guys myself," Utari said.  "Specifically, blonde Allainian guys with raven familiars."<br/><br/>The girls' mouths collectively dropped.<br/><br/>"You're dating a fellow prefect?!" Zull exclaimed.<br/><br/>Nail smiled.  "Well, former prefect."<br/><br/>"What can I say, I find him charming," Utari said with a smile.  "Besides, that former title might not be around for long once we<em>plane shift</em>out of Midgard..."<br/><br/>"I prefer guys who aren't complete jerks and listen," Elmira said.  "Aside from that I'm pretty open."<br/><br/>"So, are you interested in anyone, Kleris?" Asma asked.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Day 51</span></span></div><br/><em><em>Roll daily demonic resistance save.  Roll (potentially) the last pic hunt Diplomacy check.</em></em><br/><br/>The night spent in the demiplane's spiral castle was nice, full of happy memories.  It was odd at first coming to Redhurst's first class not from the Right Dorm but a portal in the Jecture School, but by now Kleris knew the layout of Redhurst well enough to get from Point A to Point B.<br/><br/>First Primarch Arisad was in Professor Murrin's class, discussing how in Midgard the ley lines within the earth sometimes went through whole caverns, resulting in entire tunnel systems pulsing with pure magic.  By the time class ended the Allainian ruler and his shield guardians briefly stopped by Kleris.<br/><br/><em>Before your school leaves this plane I want to talk to you about your father.  Come to Bemmea tonight.</em><br/><br/>Kleris did not hear Arisad's statement so much as<em>think</em>it, even though the thoughts were not clearly his but that of the archmage whose lips remained closed.  Without waiting for a response he resumed his journey, to the Redhurst faculty building ostensibly to meet with the Headmaster.<br/><br/><em>Does Kleris tell anybody this?  Does he take anyone along, or make plans before heading out?</em>