- Nov 10, 2008
Ailis: HP = 47, PP = 45, EP = 46, Status = Fine
Prilthyia The popular girl
Iadreth The other popular girl, dragonkin,
Elnoru Iadreth's shy little sister
Cydonia Designated friend
Andona Night elf cheerleader social butterfly type
Scaxoun Demon Noblewoman patron with a sweet tooth, love of fine silks, and enthusiasm for bondage
"Soooooo are you going?" Cydonia prattled lightly as they passed yet another poster stapled to one of the many corkboards adorning the walls of the sprawling campus of Acheron University. The extremely varied makeup of the college's students - as well as its staff and the city in which it had been constructed - meant that people who looked human like Ailis - or were actually human like the shy, stringy, orange haired girl walking next to her - were the exception rather than the rule. The poster to which her eyes were drawn, visible intermittently through the bodies of students going in either direction towards their next bit of academic responsibility, was for the autumnal welcome dance celebrating both the turning of the seasons and the beginning of the semester. The colorful bit of advertisement had seemingly constantly been on Cydonia's mind, who seemed to change her decision on whether or not she was interested in the event every ten minutes or so.
The festive dance would undoubtedly be enjoyed by as varied a racial makeup as they were walking among now; they passed an orc and an elf - both male - chatting about some sort of magical theory, a trio of demonic girls of all different shapes and colors giggling about something undoubtedly inane or depraved... Or both. A man so impossibly beautiful that the light smile he sent their way turned Cydonia's face bright red who could only be one of the greater faeries, the sidhe, a dour faced quartet of humans of mixed genders who wore badges marking them as part of the military academy, even a group of alraune with identical facial features but slightly different coloration wandered by. They were united by their uniform, an outfit consisting of a jacket similar to a tunic that fully covered the torso whose lower half could be worn effectively as a skirt with leggings, or with pants underneath instead. Preventing the demons and others who might opt to wear as little as possible if given the option from having their way kept the overall look far less lewd than one might generally think of the demon city, and even if there were still the occasional risque displays courtesy of those who wore their skirts shorter and public acts of depravity, they were far fewer and farther between than what one might find out on the streets.
Cydonia wasn't exactly the most graceful socially girl on campus and generally tried to keep to herself. She was clumsy, somewhat scatterbrained, and lacked confidence in any significant degree. Despite all of that, however, she regularly managed to force herself to try and become more social, and it seemed that she was gearing up for another go. Having attached herself to Ailis on their very first day in their very first class, the willowy culinary major had ended up in most of the same time slots for most of their classes, which at least left Ailis with some company. The nature of their major meant that they didn't tend to have much homework barring their electives and general education courses, offering Ailis plenty of time for her secret hobby, and given the nature of the area around campus and Acheron itself there were always plenty of ne'er-do-wells for her to practice her other favored craft on, or at least there would be now that the start of semester rush was settling.
They had just left their last class for the day on the first day of their second week. Ailis still had most of her afternoon left to her, and no homework to speak of just yet. The local guards had been having issues, as they always did given the sheer number of problems that they had to deal with, of which the university's students had been made aware of as a means of warning. Even with magic and advanced technology on their side, there were those who elected to cause trouble for all manner of reasons, and some possessed powers and equipment equivalent to those possessed by the city guard. There had been attacks taking place late at night already, always on young women, that left them dazed and totally drained of energy. A group of masked goblins had been robbing students and places of business that served them, usually at night but sometimes even in the early evening. A noble's daughter had disappeared just after the second day of classes, and a reward had been offered for finding her by her family. Finally, a group of students had begun causing trouble on campus, using their status as the scions of nobles to harass other students and deface university property despite what little disciplinary action could be taken against them.