Ein Zettel der Magie am Hause / A sign of magic on the wall

[Samantha Solay]

"PAMM! PAMM! PAMM!" Ein lautes Geräusch schallt durch Troll's Bane, als Samantha mit Hilfe ihres Hammers geschickt ein paar Zettel an den Wänden befestigt.

ACHTUNG

Samantha Solay, die Erzmarierin Aryn's sucht wieder 2-3 neue Schüler, die es wert sind, von ihr in die Strömungen des endlosen Flusses der Magie geführt zu werden.

Kein Vorwissen wird benötigt. Deine jetzigen magischen Fähigkeiten entscheiden deinen Wert nicht, nur das Feuer tief in deiner Seele vermag das zu tun. Wenn du gerne diese Künste erlernen willst, dann stelle doch ihrer Prüfung der reinen Seele...

Fröhlich pfeiffend macht sich Samantha auf durch die Gassen, um herauszufinden, wer den heute ihre Hilfe bräuchte, und was das Schicksal am heutigen tage für sie bereit hält...

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"PAMM! PAMM! PAMM!" can be heard through Troll's Bane. Samantha uses her Hammer swiftly to attach some signs to the wall.

ATTENTION

Samantha Solay, the archsorceress of Aryn, seeks 2-3 new worthy students to guide into the flowth of the endless river of magic.

No prior knowlenge needed. Your current magic powers will not decide your worthiness, the fire in your soul will. If you think you have what it needs, you may prove in her challenge of the soul.

Whistling happily, Samantha walks down the path to the castle, to see, who might need her help today.

[Tyrus]

Ihr seid eine Hochstaplerin.

~ Meister Tyrus

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You are an impostor.

~ Master Tyrus

*the words of Tyrus still stand there, they did NOT vanish*

[Samantha Solay]

Samantha geht zufällig an dem Zettel vorbei, auf den Tyrus geschmiert hat. "Da ist wohl einer neidisch, das er nicht der einzige ist, der Magie unterrichten kann." kichert sie, und durch eine Handbewegung ist die Schrift wieder verschwunden.

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Samantha randomly walks around, and sees the note with the words of Tyrus. "Oh... someone anxious about not being the only one capable of teaching the ways of magic?" she giggles, and with a handswift, the words vanish.

[Vasco Armengol Seda]

Noch Ruht die Kraft der Magie nicht in euch, werte Samantha Solay. Doch euch sei die Möglichkeit gegeben um euch an der Akademie der Magie einzuschreiben um diesen Zustand zu ändern.

Vasco Armengol Seda
Erzmagier von Lor-Angur

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You can't control the magic currently, Samantha Solay. But you have the possibility to sign in the academy of magic, to change this.

Vasco Armengol Seda
Archmage of Lor-Angur

[Jerick Aetastar]

A lone elf wonders through the town seeing strange things that seem comonplace to most of the natives... He places a note under this one after carefully reading the part about needing no prior knowledge.

I would like to be taught... I will work hard for you.

Sincerely,
Hanan

P.S. Send me a dove if you need anything from me or if and when you would like to meet me.

[Samantha Solay]

Samantha smiles as she sees the note. "So shall it be, dear Hannan" she says. She opens her hand and a little fireball appears floating there. She murmurs something and thre lightenings struck down from unclouded sky, the thunder could be heard far away, their energy now crackling over the fireball, slowly forming it, giving it wings and turning it into a bird of fire. As the spell is complete, the firebird screetches. "Bring this letter to an elf named Hanan, my dear" she whispers and places a letter in the talon of the bird. It does not catch fire, neither does she. The bird openes its majestectic wings and flies into the sky.

[Faladron]

Why do you think your path is the only righteous one, dear archmages?
Magic exists in many forms and shapes and noone can claim to have supreme power and rulership over them all.
I do not grasp why every mage should stupidiously follow your guidelines and neither do I understand your witchhunt on honorable Archmage Solay.
Magic doesn't lie in your hands alone, archmages, it's a gift to those willing to learn and it's not your task to decide who has or has not received this gift.
Therefor I, Athendil, would be honored to study as a sholar of yours, dear miss Solay. I am positive we will meet when the time is right.

Signed,
Athendil

[Kevin Lightdot]

a man passes by and starts to write something on the parchment, however at some point he decides not to and tries to wipe out his text, you can still see a few words, those who have seen some of kevin's writings may notice that it's the same handwriting

... do not know ..... ........ magic, ... . .. know that nothing ... simply .. ruled by ... kind. ... not ...... who .. right but . think .... i .... stay .. ... academy.
... they teach .... things. ...