RP:Four Out of Four Basic Arts

This is a Necromancer's Guild RP.

Synopsis: Joan watches as Pyde finishes demonstrating his knowledge and understanding of the last bit they need to cover of the necromancer basic arts.

The Black Spire

Pyde is busy at a work bench putting some finishing touches on some required materials for a ritual the Fermin was about to demonstrate for his final lesson of his understanding of the arts. Polished ebony and rune inscribed rat bones perfectly carved to fit into each other like a puzzle. "Ah, hello again Joan. I was just getting ready for today." The mini-mancer hops down to the floor pulling out a phial of fresh blood tinged with the scent of fear and a phial of viscous tree sap red as blood and just as fluid. Pyde begins drawing a diagram on the floor and begins his own chant, "Spirit of Wrath and spirit of Malice invading the mind of a child of Alice. To bones of rat and bones of mice, bind the soul of one who slice. For he who soul was always black, come forth the one known as Jack." The runes in the bones begin to shine purple light and the ebony pieces combine with the bones, piecing together to form a new marionette modeled after Jack the Ripper. As the Fermin comes to a close with his ritual, The tattoos around his eyes shine brightly at the magic he's using here, just enough that he closes his eyes for a moment, but not enough to lose focus on the spell.

Joan just nodded as she entered into the classroom, the vampiric healer decided to pull a nearby chair close enough that she could observe but still out of the way as Pyde worked his magic showing off the final set of basic arts he knew. The combo he used impressed her and she would nod her head as her glowing orbs watched the show.

Pyde’s new puppet hovers in the air for a bit and lands softly in the center of the diagram. The blood and tree sap draw into the puppet as if the puppet is sucking the life force from the blood and sap. The runes glow red instead of purple and the tattoos on Pyde's face glow red this time as well. Curse marks spread across the puppets body and across Pyde's body as well. With excruciating pain the fermin doubles over, but then he wills himself to stand up, raise his arms and reach out with his magic in the form of black tendrils making the first new connection to the brand new puppet of his. Pyde's mind reaches through the connection and he forces his will on the soul and begins to make it get up from the floor and march back and forth across the room.

Joan leans back against the wood of her chair back as her attention sharpens, she herself has not yet tried any soul binding as it is now classed as a higher level art. A frown forms across her icy pale lips as the vampiric healer now clutches her hands together before her, if Pyde lost control they both would be in for some trouble as she only had a basic understanding of the higher level necromancer art. Maybe…she could hold back whatever might go wrong, but she wasn’t to sure, so she began to gather her form of magic down into her hands, a faint purple glow encased them as her necro energy flowed and gathered, ready to be thrown outwards in a magical net. She rather hoped Pyde could control what he was trying to do.

Pyde takes out a small cane and dapper hat he create for the puppet. He has the puppet march over to pick them up, tapping the cane on the ground and giving the hat a tip to Joan. The Puppet then removes the head of the cane and reveals a black blade made from ebony that Pyde had carved just for this marionette. Though the puppet didn't have a way to move his facial features, you could see a wild grin pass quickly over the puppets face. With quick speed the puppet lunges out at Pyde, only for the sound a metal on wood to be hard as one of Pyde's other puppets makes it's presence known. The Butcher with his clever out blocked the attack Jack made and then they started fighting at such a quick pace. To the inexperienced it was blindly speed, but Pyde was used to his puppets getting into fights like this. "Thanks Butcher. Now we do have to wrap this up. Pin him down and well will get the final touches." The Butcher Takes a giant swing cheap shotting Jack and knocking him on the floor. Pyde binds him down with his tendrils and Jack resists, but finally gives up. The Fermin shrinks him down and sets him with the rest of the puppets at his belt. "Ah there we go, so what did you think?"

Joan jumps up from her seat, clapping her now normal icy pale flesh colored hands together as she calls out, “Wonderful! That should totally impress Miss Khitti. I do got to say that now soul binding is listed as a higher level form of necromancy art, I have yet to learn it, but I’m glad I got to see it first hand. It helps better my personal understanding.” She goes to move her chair back to where she got it while offering her fellow guild mate a large fanged smile. “I think we are done, you just need to seek out Miss Khitti now for further testing and I’m sure she will promote you to Thanadule.”

Pyde gives a bow and he dusts himself off after the ritual. "Honestly I'm a little nervous getting a promotion, but I suppose it would allow me to learn a bit more about more the arts. Anyway, time to get some rest after that."