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Fuma smiled upon us (Patreon)

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2026-06-23 03:06:12
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for once, and there were no further problems (aside from the steady rain) between us and the Percysthorpe Gate.

We passed through the Gate and emerged in a side passage that had the look of an emergency exit.

"The summer palace," Ms. Thomson murmured reverently. "I have never been here, but Mister Calaveras knows these halls well."

"Does he know the way to Headmaster Hoardblemish's office?" I asked, as I applied some Gramarye to dry myself and freshen my clothes.

"There was no such personage here during Mister Calaveras' time," Thomson replied. "Perhaps he knows." She pointed at a student walking past the end of the corridor ahead of us.

A few minutes and a few discreet questions later, I was standing before Xavier Hoardblemish himself as he crushed my hand in a jovial but vicelike grip.

"Dashed good to see you, Mr. Young," he exclaimed. "It certainly has been a while! What brings our foremost benefactor here to the Academy?"

"I know a young femme that might potentially enroll," I explained as I nursed my sore hand. "A relative of mine. She has abilities which would be best cultivated in this very institution, and this seemed like a good time to drop in and see how things have been progressing."

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Walter Reimer

Hoardblemish: Show Adler &Co around. Its' a thrilling tour! SEE! Students studiously reading! Taking notes! SEE! Basic students learning elementary Gramerye, listening attentively to a bush who wears a scholar's mortarboard! SEE! An advanced student running away from an armchair he animated, and has gotten too huggy! (Hoardblemish): "He hasn't gotten it quite right yet."

Walter Reimer

Ms. Thomson: Look back at the sign over the door. "Way out, mannnn . . . " Burnside: Watches two groups of advanced students lobbing magic missiles at each other. Be unimpressed, and remark that learning how to fight with knives and pointy sticks would be better training. Rebecca: Be simply enthralled by the magic demonstrations she sees, and yearns to become a student so she can be the witchiest witch EVER!

Walter Reimer

Student, who is a rabbit: Spots Rebecca looking soaked; uses Gramerye to dry her out and politely accepts her thanks. Student, who is a goat: Offer to help Ms. Thomson. Ms. Thomson: Consult Mr. Calaveras, who seems to agree. Thank the Student Who is a Goat for his kindness. Student, who is a raccoon: Eye up Burnside. Burnside: Look mean. Student, who is a raccoon: Find somewhere else to be. Quickly.

Eric Costello

Is MacMath going to complain about the World Cup? (Of football, I mean, not of magick.)

Eric Costello

(HuggyChair) I'm gonna hugya and squeezya and petya and petya and I will name you GEORGE!

typeandkey

>Xavier: “I know I’m repeating myself, but it is VERY good to see you again, Mr. Young. I hope you are pleased with what we have done with your generous donation.” >Adler: “I’m sure you have done me proud, but about the potential student- >Xavier: “Let me give you the GRAND TOUR!” (Walter) Hoardblemish: Show Adler &Co around. Its' a thrilling tour! SEE! Students studiously reading! Taking notes! SEE! Basic students learning elementary Gramerye, listening attentively to a bush who wears a scholar's mortarboard! SEE! An advanced student running away from an armchair he animated, and has gotten too huggy! (Hoardblemish): "He hasn't gotten it quite right yet." (Eric) >HuggyChair “I'm gonna hugya and squeezya and petya and petya and I will name you GEORGE!” >Rebecca: “I learned the hard way to never let objects speak.” You pause. “Are my girls still enrolled here?” >Adler: “You have a very nice set up, but I have an urgent matter to discuss with you. I also wish to speak about the troubles in Euro- >Xavier: You are simply too excited to show what you and your staff have accomplished. “Let’s continue!” (Walter) Ms. Thomson: Look back at the sign over the door: Mysticism Chamber. "Way out, mannnn . . . "Burnside: Watches two groups of advanced students lobbing magic missiles at each other. Be unimpressed, and remark that learning how to fight with knives and pointy sticks would be better training. Rebecca: Be simply enthralled by the magic demonstrations she sees, and yearns for Adler to fast track her tutelage so she can be the witchiest witch EVER! >Rebecca: “My Lord, will you teach me that next?” >Adler: “Destruction magic is a fickle and dangerous art. Let’s work up to it. We’ll continue your training when we get a breather. Speaking of which, Mister Hoardblemish, I really must insist that we discuss-” >Xavier: “If you’re impressed by our self-defense department, wait until you see what’s next!” (Walter) Student, who is a rabbit: Spots Rebecca looking soaked; uses Gramerye to dry her out and politely accepts her thanks. Student, who is a goat: Offer to help Ms. Thomson. Ms. Thomson: Consult Mr. Calaveras, who seems to agree. Thank the Student Who is a Goat for his kindness. Student, who is a raccoon: Eye up Burnside. Burnside: Look mean. Student, who is a raccoon: Find somewhere else to be. Quickly. >Xavier: “And with out Open-Study chamber, that concludes the tour.” >Adler: “Yes. Thank you. Now can we please discuss the potential student I wish to enroll and the situation in Euro-” >Xavier: “OH! But where are my manners? I am a terrible host! You and your companions are wet, tired, and dirty. Let me take you all to the staff lavatory so you may bathe and freshen up!” >Adler: Before you can object again Xavier leaves you and everyone in your group in the lavatory. Xavier closes the door behind you. >Adler: You let out a long suffering sigh. >Rebecca: “Shall we all bathe together, my lord?” >Burnside: “I only bathe in the blood of my enemies… And once a month.” >Thomson: “Mr. Calavaras will settle for nothing less than the finest bathing salts.” >Adler: “There are enough stalls for everyone. No, we are not bathing together!”