Summoned from the underworld.

[KillerMuffin]

"Children?" That just came from nowhere. I eyed the Dean up and down, he wasn't all that much older than we were. Well, at least he didn't appear to be. You never knew about these sorcerers. Mother would be shocked to hear me referred to as a child. The goblet appeared out of no where. "How did you do that? Without making all the furniture turn upside down?"

"We will leave," Cain said decisively. His fingers twitched, obviously thinking he may need to shut me up. Huhmph. "Come along imp."

 

[Neale]

Dean Edwin

"If you truly wish to know the deeper, darker secrets of sorcery, Ms. Muffin, is it? Perhaps we could come to an accomodation at some point in the near future... Know this, all of you... true power will never be gained through the paltry teachings from those who oversee this place. I can see you have the desire and the aptitude... it remains to be seen if you have the will."

In clear dismissal, the Dean turned his back upon the students, and strode to the table sitting in the corner, where he pulled out a chair, and sat down. A heavy tome floated through the air, opening itself before him, and he began to read...

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

With a forced smile, Cain walked with Muffin, AWAY from the Dean. He made to grasp both Alyn and Tiador by the wrists and drag them along with him. As he pulled them toward the chamber door his whispered to Muffin out of the corner of his lips. "Nothing? You found nothing? He... He can't be a mind mage!" His voice spiked to a whine before he could silence himself. They were half way to the door before the Dean looked up to see Cain making off with the imp in tow.

 

[Vivid]

Tiador

"Oh, we're moving now."

Tiador glanced down to Cain's hand upon his wrist then back up to the imp, the haze blocking everything else out settled back in and he looked lost in her eyes.

He smacked hard into the doorframe, bruising his chin. He giggled dumbly at the pain and looked over at the imp. She smiled in such an endearing way.

The frog that he didn't know he carried did not seem to share the endearment as it wriggled angrily in his arm.

Tiador was just noticing how the veins in her wings seemed to spell out "I want your body, Tiador." with correct punctuation and everything when the frog bit hard with his little froggy teeth and hopped out of his hands.

He looked around as if waking up. The toad-lip imprints on his thumb made him sure the amphibian had excelled in hand-to-hand combat during training.

"What's happening now?" he asked Cain and Muffin.

 

[Miguelito Breathstealer]

Free at last . . . free to destroy . . . er, oh, what was I saying?

Lord Toad looked concernedly at the fly-girl demon. She seemed authentically unimpressed, perhaps even disrespectful of his resitation of union code. As they all started to walk away. He took the opportunity to bite the hand that wasn't feeding him and escape from the boy that had been holding him captive.

Since the young imp was leaving with the students anyway, Toad promptly forgot the whole business. Not good to clutter the mind, the master had always told him. Oh look, it lady Muffin, and I didn't even get to say hello. I wonder where they are all going. Going. Gone.

I wonder what that substitute dean is doing naked with the spell book in one had and a goblet in the other. Hop, hop hop. Lord Toad made his way to the side of the table.

"Chirp, chirp, reedeep."

 

[Neale]

Dean Edwin

Once the students and the imp had filed out of the tower room, the Dean began to recite a spell. As the toad watched, the imp-blood spatters rose up and gathered into a ball in mid-air. Even the imp-blood from the Dean's body went to join the suspended mass.

Edwin chuckled softly to himself, then turned to the toad. "Hmm... obviously, you are the familiar of my predecessor. I haven't the time right now to bind you to me, or to recast the spell to enable you to speak intelligably to humans, but I will make the time tomorrow. Until then, behave yourself.'

He gestured and the ball of virginal Imp blood moved over to a work table, where he laid out various sorcerous implements. "Toad, the silly imps are never told by their diabolic masters just how they can rise in power. They are deliberately kept in the dark, for their masters don't want competition. You see... every devil started out as an imp, just like our young friend. Without assistance from a full wizard, that is all she would ever be... Fortunately, I now have a full measure of her virginal blood, so I may bind her to me before I help her rise in power. Yes, toad... life is good. And to think I resented being asked to come here and babysit!"

Edwin began the process of using the imp's blood to form a potion of binding...

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

Dragging the entire group along, Cain made his way back to his room. He pushed Alyn into the room and let the others walk in of their own accord. He stepped up behind Muffin and wrapped his arms around her waist as he looked up at Tiador. The fool was still slobbering over Alyn. "Tiador..." He spoke calmly. Tiador continued to stare. "Tiador." Cain said with more force. Still the little shit ignored him. "Tiador!" Cain barked, forgetting his lips hovered not far from Muffin's ear.

 

[Vivid]

Tiador

He could almost see the taught curves of her buttocks beneath the oversized slacks she wore. He wanted so much to see their definitions again but the bulky clothing concealled her form. 'Tiador' his mind distantly registered. The men's shirt, however, she tied, taking the slack into a knot of fabric so that rest hugged her frame. The slits for her wings threatened to shirk the entire garment off. 'Tiador' came from somewhere distant. She glistened, she literally glistened in the night's light. 'Tiador!' was a slap in the face of sound.

"Huh? Oh, sorry Cain," the realization of his actions come to him. "I've just never seen an imp..." Naked! his mind screamed "...before and the way she looks..." Naked!! "... is just really a treat to see. It's just..... Gods!" Naked!!! That last one didn't fit into the conversation but his mind didn't seem to care.

He exhaled hard. "Ummm... yes. I think I scraped enough squirrel whiskers off the toad for this to work. If not, we could, ummm, go back and get the rest."

Tiador smiled at his own clever plan and coughed into his closed hand whispering into it the incantation to trap sound. "Now," he stood closer to the imp. Putting his closed fist onto her shoulder. "We need to know exactly where you came from so we can send you back properly." He opens his fist and a whisper is released next to her ear. 'Tell me your *real* name and I can resummon you immediately after we send you back.' Tiador smiles as her eyes acknowledge the message. 'Gods you are so hot,' the whisper continues. 'I've waited so long to tell that to you...' Tiador's smile fades as she seems to be growing impatient. '... are so firm and tight and....' his heart sinks somewhat as she taps a delicate foot annoyedly waiting for the end. '... never tried it before but I think ...' the smile fades from her lips and Tiador wonders if the part about the nun and felafel salesmen was too much. '... and that's about it. Except that...' she shrugs the hand off and Tiador's whisper ceases.

"Umm... yes," his voice trying for authority now. "Where in the nether regions do you come from? Err... I mean..." Smooth move Nimrod! he chastises himself as the blush rises in his ears turning them three shades of pink.

[Edited by Vivid on 04-11-2001 at 03:46 PM]

 

[KillerMuffin]

I narrowed my eyes, frowning. I didn't intentionally listen in on anyone's thoughts, tried to block them out normally. But did Tiador have to mentally bellow NAKED!!!!! everytime he mentioned the imp.

I leaned into Cain and tried to block Tiador out. I thought back to what the Dean said. He would teach me real magic, magic...

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

Muffin rested against Cain, and he held her all the tighter for it. "Good of you to FINALLY join us Tiador. Set the spell up and I will help with what I can..." Cain said shortly. The tender curves of this woman in his arms were creeping to the fore front of his mind. "If we can get this done any time soon... Muffin, my dear... I can keep my promise and start helping you with your studdies..." He whispered into her ear as he brushed a lock of hair away from her slender neck.

 

[KillerMuffin]

I frowned, absently rubbing myself back and forth against Cain's front. Tiador was impossible to block out.

"I think Tiador wants the thing to *ahem* start helping him with his studies as well." I glared at Tiador for good measure.

 

[Miguelito Breathstealer]

I understood that!

What was Edwin doing? Oh, some kind of matter collection spell. All the blood. Interesting. Wonder what mistake he plans to make with that. Oh, and is he actually talking to me?

He listened intently to the wizard's words and watched him cross the room to the workbench. He wondered momentarily if anyone had bothered to clean it off since the dean had gone away. Nevermind that. This Edwin was talking about binding the imp on one hand and binding himself, Lord Toad, on the other. The overlap should have not only been extremely difficult and unstable for him, but highly unnessissary. One good assisstant was all a good mage should ever need, is what he had been taught. And the thought he was even considering usurping the bond to the old master was unforgivable. It was all quite unforgivable.

Still, something in his gut was telling him that this wizard could do what he said, nevermind the shoulds and woulds. And it seemed that there was just nothin' he could do about it aside from following the sun the next time it passed this way. And even then, if the guy was determined he would find him again. It was a good time to behave and wait for a moment to strike.

The air in the chamber was drying his skin. time to go back to the tank for a dip.

 

[bluntforcemama]

Alyn

Alyn could feel the lost molecules from her blood orbiting in the air, even though she was rooms away from it. Edwin was fucking with it again, she thought. He was either trying to bind her, or use it to hurt her. Either way wasn't in her plans, and she would have to see about making another spell... one that wasn't quite so inconspicuous, she decided. Something that even the humans could see. This wasn't going to be easy. She would have to find freedom first, and that wasn't boding well while her congealed blood was in the hands of the wizard. She hadn't thought him cunning enough to use her virginity against her... but then again, she had his seed. She grinned wickedly and resumed her pacing by the window of the hall.

 

[Vivid]

Tiadork

She seemed preoccupied, pacing as she was by the closed window. She hadn't gotten back to him about her *real* name and seemed unimpressed with his gestapo-voice demanding where she originally came from.

Tiador had done that once. He'd gone to the market and forgot how to get home. He wandered into the bad part of town with all the red lanterns adorning the streets. Luckily dad was there and helped him back to the keep.

In any event, Cain was right, it was time to start the spell to send her back so Tiador can start the spell to bring her here again.

He hands the cuffs to Cain, mentally activating them. "Cain, you should...." Tiador nods towards the still pacing imp.

"Muffin, I need you to sprinkle the ground Croaking Tidal Frog excrement in a circle on Cain's floor. I'd do it but I'm allergic. I almost failed Conjure class when I spent an hour making a perfect banishing circle then messed it up by sneezing a dozen times." Tiador shrugs. He prepares the other spell components.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

Stepping away from Muffin, Cain walked toward Alyn with a cold expression. "Time to go home imp." He said flatly as he extended the leather bindings toward her wrists.

 

[KillerMuffin]

"Croaking Tidal Frog?" I was not touching frog poop. "I am not touching frog poop!"

"We need to do this Muff."

"Fine. Just fine. Next time stick some dice that a dog has drooled on inside me instead, that would be less disgusting."

I followed Tiador's directions with painstaking care, even though I was shooting jealous glares toward Cain still trying to catch that naked, gorgeous, built to fulfill all a man's fantasies thing.

 

[Neale]

Dean Edwin

"Hmm... wonder if the children will try to send the imp back to Hell? No matter. Even without the completion of my spell, she is already bound to this realm more tightly than any banishments they are likely to be able to effect. A truly fine jest, eh, toad? Still, they could surprise me again... Were you able to discern her truename, familiar? Oh. You still can't speak, can you. Well, I know you can understand me. If you do know her truename, signify your agreement somehow."

 

[Vivid]

Tiador

"Dog drool? Inside of you? That's icky! Aren't there 'female problems' that can happen cuz of that? Anyway, how would you ever get it out?"

Tiador knew this category of 'female problems' existed but he didn't know much about them. He didn't know when they could happen or what was involved. He knew men felt miserable when women around them had 'female problems' but he didn't think they were contagious, only, communicable. On demand, a woman could share her 'female problems' with a man. They might not go away for her, but she might, at least, feel better because of it. Tiador resolved that this was the nature of things.

He wondered if imps have 'female problems'. "Are we about ready?" He was stalling. He was gonna stall until he was sure he could get her back. If he didn't have her name, maybe a piece of her. A finger or tooth would work. Tiador thinks for a moment. Ah! too obvious, maybe a lock of hair. Yeah. That'd work also.

 

[Miguelito Breathstealer]

NAH NAH! I'm not LISTENING!

As the aged toad made his way up the outside ramp and back into the tank, he did his best to be unnoticable to the wizard that seemed so intent on talking to him. Your not my master, he thought, and I'm not working with you.

"Reedeep!" (do you hear me? I'm not working with you.)
"Rolp!" (and no, I'm not listening either.)

Just think of what such a betrayal would mean for his reputation. He would never be respected in this town again. People would start treating him like a common green frog or something. I think it's time to leave.

Meaking his way into the muck and mire of the tank -- good ol' tank, I'll miss you -- he started to gather his things. Wait. I'm a toad. I don't have things. Well that made it easy. He ate that extra big beetle he had been saving for a special occasion and hopped out toward the door.

Silly old wizard, does he really think I would settle for wealth and power when I had been so well provided for in simple comforts and appeasements? The thought made his skin crawl.

 

[bluntforcemama]

Alyn

The imp was startled by the word "hell," and immediately became aware of her surroundings. She knew that they had left Edwin, but she hadn't realized that Tiador had become infatuated with her, and that Cain was already talking of sending her back to the underworld. She paled visibly, and her lower lip trembled. It was time then, she thought. Perhaps this was a good way to say good bye... she was to go home.

OOC: Okay, Alyn WANTS to go home... because finals are coming! Sorry guys.... I'll play through until she goes back to Hell, and I've found someone else who wants to try a different role with you guys when I take off. So you're not really losing a player, just being replaced.... but she's a virgin, so be gentle!

 

[Vivid]

ooc

OOC:
Well, Myst, it has been a pleasure posting with you. Good luck on your finals and I look forward to writing with you again. Oh, if the person you know ends up not being able to play there is someone I know who would enjoy jumping in on this thread!

 

[Neale]

OOC

'twas Merry met, and now we Merry part. Fare thee well, milady. 'tis my hope to work with you once more, anon.

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOC: I'ma have to toodle off for a bit. I may be able to post a little on Sunday, maybe monday. Won't be home until the 23rd tho. I may be lucky enough to get internet access during my go bye-bye time, dunno. Drat, I don't wanna go.

 

[Vivid]

Tiador

They said he was 'strong'. Ever since the 'candle flame' fiasco that nearly burnt the building down they told him he was 'strong'. The instructors loved it. They said he could mold magick like clay, 'see' magick and fold it like paper, paint and draw with dweomer as if with finger paste. They called him a 'savant', wasn't that word normally preceded by 'idiot'? The other students shunned him more for it. He just shrugged off the words as empty. That's what he felt. Empty.

He began the banishing spell simply enough. The imp didn't seem to be resisting. "She must know I plan to call her back soon. That's good." The components mixed in the basin of water. Cain used the power of fire to bring her here, water would help send her back. 'For every incantation or component there is an equal and opposite incantation and/or component.' That was a fundamental. That was a rule.

When Tiador began the weaving, however, when the magic wove to shimmering fabric between the loom of his fingers, Tiador saw the grip. He saw the anchors weighing upon her. A red bond hazed over her head, like the magic to bind a familiar. He surrounded her head with his hands. The instructors said this wouldn't work but Tiador didn't agree. Other magicks can be exchanged, why not this one? He took an EverBouncing ball from his sack. It's magic kept the toy animate when bounced. The magicks were about the same texture, alls it would take was gathering and switching, right? Tiador dug his fingers into the two enchantments. It was like one summer when he had to clear out the gutters. The ickiest goop in creation. He put the mage-slime one in place of another. So Alyn would bounce a bit more. That had potential. And someone had a bouncing ball as a familiar. Tiador shrugged at thoughts of ramifications.

There was another tie preventing the shift. A black connection stemming from... Tiador blushed slightly... the junction between her legs. The imp wasn't complete. Not all of her was here. Maybe a loose hair had fallen out. Hmmm.... Why not widen the spell? He could just imagine his instructors shaking their heads in disbeleif as they had done so many times. But why not. He sent his reach outward in an ever expanding globe. He encompassed the dorm house, the school, the surrounding woodlands, and stopped when he reached the borders of the nearby town. "That should do," he thought wearily. Now everything that she came in with would go, and everything from here would stay.

"Okay," he grunted to Cain through gritted teeth. Maintaining a spell of this area was a bit difficult. "I think you outta add the Squirrel whiskers soon. Ummm... Now would be good. Yeah, right now. Uh-huh." Tears formed in his eyes from the exertion.



[Edited by Vivid on 04-15-2001 at 11:43 AM]

 

[bluntforcemama]

Alyn

She knew it was time to go home, and she urged Cain to make haste towards the forest, to the cave where she had been summoned.