come one, come all, those who are learning magic
Characters: Aqua, anyone who signed up for magic lessons here, anyone who might have heard about them and dropped by to learn/watch, or anyone who just stumbles upon things! (tl;dr: open)
Setting: Floor 20, whatever day/time is convenient for your character
Format: Starting prose, will gladly match!
Summary: If her life had gone the way it was supposed to, Aqua would have been a teacher for a living. So she's finally owning up to the title of Master, and teaching people how to use the magic she's come to know so well.
Warnings: Language (she's teaching trolls too), potential injury, and maybe things blowing up. Will edit as things occur.
She nudged the small bowl of water aside with her foot, to the right of the line-up of standing wooden targets she'd thrown together on the workshop level. Next to the standing decoys were lumps of cloth, tied into balls with string, to act as projectiles or airborne targets.
The conditions weren't ideal -- nothing like the training fields she had used to learn back home -- but Aqua had done her best to prepare for whatever people wanted to learn. Thunder might be cumbersome, with no way to aid in the creation of electricity just yet, but she had aides for most of the other elements.
So, with Master Keeper in hand, she waited patiently for her students to show up.
Setting: Floor 20, whatever day/time is convenient for your character
Format: Starting prose, will gladly match!
Summary: If her life had gone the way it was supposed to, Aqua would have been a teacher for a living. So she's finally owning up to the title of Master, and teaching people how to use the magic she's come to know so well.
Warnings: Language (she's teaching trolls too), potential injury, and maybe things blowing up. Will edit as things occur.
She nudged the small bowl of water aside with her foot, to the right of the line-up of standing wooden targets she'd thrown together on the workshop level. Next to the standing decoys were lumps of cloth, tied into balls with string, to act as projectiles or airborne targets.
The conditions weren't ideal -- nothing like the training fields she had used to learn back home -- but Aqua had done her best to prepare for whatever people wanted to learn. Thunder might be cumbersome, with no way to aid in the creation of electricity just yet, but she had aides for most of the other elements.
So, with Master Keeper in hand, she waited patiently for her students to show up.