To gain the Goddess' teachings one had to apply briskly. She had set it up on the School's bulletin board, the notice had read of an exclusive class open to only five students; not only run by the Goddess Haze but allowing weapons and promising combat. She assumed the places must have been taken immediately. The tabs plucked from the bottom of the board, placed at the entry-way to the lecture hall.
She hadn't payed attention to who took them nor when. She had no reason to. Only the best and most studious of students would be attending their classes enough so as to notice. Naturally, with so few spaces, they must have gone lightning fast. Her having put up the letter just the prior day.
Unfortunately however; her students had already disappointed her, not one was early enough to greet her with a lounge chair nor fawning over her very presence. No drinks nor gold had been presented to her. Disgusting. Shameful. This lesson would have to be exceptionally brutal, it was what such naughty the students deserved after all. She would make this lesson particularly grueling, as if it were not already.
The Goddess stood at the base of the Academy's mountain. Any further and she would be knee deep in flora and fauna. How gross. To mingle with insects, that was the student's job. They were supposed to clear her passage so that she could set up this very lesson. But with none here, divine intervention was required. She strayed from the academy's own cut path (which led down the hill and into the forest Eventually connecting with that of the civilian's who wandered the forest from Bellemuse) and began to cut her own.
Without the slightest of hesitations the Goddess raised her right hand and from it fell heavy smog, thick in debilitating poison. With a thought she cast it before her. Eating a perfectly symmetrical and rectangular path into the forest. The plants turned black and dead, shriveling up before she could step on them. Crushing them to dust. The Goddess walked until she found a clearing, no trees for a good stretch of around ten meters in all directions. Perhaps it's intended use was as a picnic site, but the Goddess was about to change that. She walked to the clearing's center and brought her hand to the ground.
Suddenly the dense purple spanned out, coating the land surrounding her. Not five seconds later she lifted it, and life was barren from the land. The black dust was quickly blown away by the weak winds, scattering the ash throughout the forest. In it's place was left dry, lifeless, land. No seeds would grow in it for many many seasons.
She smirked to herself, enjoying her own show of power. Without even trying she had created a new path, the Eminence Haze Pathway she so dubbed it, leading to a whole new facility the school could use. A training ground in the forest. It's applications, why, they were wider than the meager mortals could even believe. She had crafted this dirt path in less than a moment, a path which had never been there before. If that was not symbolic for her person, she did not know what was... well, perhaps if it were pathed in gold. But this was a start. A path she had crafted on a whim, even if it were a dusty brown colour.
The Goddess was dressed in her regular garbs, for she would not be fighting today, though she had brought her weapon for disciplinary purposes. Not that she would need it. The long dress with a slit up one side, elegance was key.
She stood in the center of the newly formed arena, retrieving her mace from her purple hand bag and inspecting it thoroughly, awaiting her pupils. Could they not find their way, why, they must be blind deaf or dumb not to notice the path she had crafted.
She hadn't payed attention to who took them nor when. She had no reason to. Only the best and most studious of students would be attending their classes enough so as to notice. Naturally, with so few spaces, they must have gone lightning fast. Her having put up the letter just the prior day.
Unfortunately however; her students had already disappointed her, not one was early enough to greet her with a lounge chair nor fawning over her very presence. No drinks nor gold had been presented to her. Disgusting. Shameful. This lesson would have to be exceptionally brutal, it was what such naughty the students deserved after all. She would make this lesson particularly grueling, as if it were not already.
The Goddess stood at the base of the Academy's mountain. Any further and she would be knee deep in flora and fauna. How gross. To mingle with insects, that was the student's job. They were supposed to clear her passage so that she could set up this very lesson. But with none here, divine intervention was required. She strayed from the academy's own cut path (which led down the hill and into the forest Eventually connecting with that of the civilian's who wandered the forest from Bellemuse) and began to cut her own.
Without the slightest of hesitations the Goddess raised her right hand and from it fell heavy smog, thick in debilitating poison. With a thought she cast it before her. Eating a perfectly symmetrical and rectangular path into the forest. The plants turned black and dead, shriveling up before she could step on them. Crushing them to dust. The Goddess walked until she found a clearing, no trees for a good stretch of around ten meters in all directions. Perhaps it's intended use was as a picnic site, but the Goddess was about to change that. She walked to the clearing's center and brought her hand to the ground.
Suddenly the dense purple spanned out, coating the land surrounding her. Not five seconds later she lifted it, and life was barren from the land. The black dust was quickly blown away by the weak winds, scattering the ash throughout the forest. In it's place was left dry, lifeless, land. No seeds would grow in it for many many seasons.
She smirked to herself, enjoying her own show of power. Without even trying she had created a new path, the Eminence Haze Pathway she so dubbed it, leading to a whole new facility the school could use. A training ground in the forest. It's applications, why, they were wider than the meager mortals could even believe. She had crafted this dirt path in less than a moment, a path which had never been there before. If that was not symbolic for her person, she did not know what was... well, perhaps if it were pathed in gold. But this was a start. A path she had crafted on a whim, even if it were a dusty brown colour.
The Goddess was dressed in her regular garbs, for she would not be fighting today, though she had brought her weapon for disciplinary purposes. Not that she would need it. The long dress with a slit up one side, elegance was key.
She stood in the center of the newly formed arena, retrieving her mace from her purple hand bag and inspecting it thoroughly, awaiting her pupils. Could they not find their way, why, they must be blind deaf or dumb not to notice the path she had crafted.
- The Class Notification Details:
- 5 Students were supposed to be attending this class. The class was scheduled for noon precisely. All items; weapons, dust and armour and status/healing were permitted. You do know Goddess Haze is taking this lesson. The meet up location was to be at the foot of the hill the school stands on, at the point where the path begins to lead on into the forest, looking rather out of place. haze may be visible to taller students through the treeline