✥ { CLASS } ----------------------------Charms and Incense

[demon_pachabel]

The room that the students are guided into is much less ornate than many of the other rooms in the building of Conquest, however that doesn't bar how striking it is on the inside. The interior is formed with distinct wooden beams that raise towards the increasingly high ceiling, several of the crossbeams bearing hanging tapestries that display some painstakingly detailed scene carefully woven into it. The beams themselves have been carved with the same amount of care and detail, sans one which stands at the center of the room. The thickest beam, the central one has a single thick sacred rope tied around it as it twists and turns, blackened from fire, but a careful look at it as it ascends towards the ceiling tells tale of an old and powerful tree.

On the other side of this tree, several mats have been set out in a circle meticulously, giving each student who enters a place to sit, but also a small box that they may investigate. The inside of each box is compartmentalized into three sections: The first of which holds an incense stand, the second of which holds several sticks for incense - yet seem to have no scent attached, and the third one has a bundle of punks in it. The top tray of the box comes off and underneath it are more compartments that hold various dried plants and other such ingredients.

There are no sources of fire nearby, however, so it looks as though you can't set anything on fire yet.


As you come in, you miss the figure sitting at the head of the circle, almost as though he has purposely masked his presence, but upon looking up it becomes more apparent just who you are taking this lesson underneath: It is Invictus, a face familiar around Amityville for his presence at the heir to the clan. The fact he is familiar may actually make this class less exciting for those who are more intimately familiar with how difficult his teaching practices might be.....

People Signed Up

Temes- Rown
Lialah- Saiyukii
Lucien- Appeal
Jack-B-Nimble- Nerpin
Levi- nekoluch
Devyn- Syusaki
Serafina Arai - Seiana_ZI
Willow- LP
Raziel- Naked Satan
Catriona McRae- Strawberri Stardust
Little Wolfe- Kyrieko
Mercy- jessieomer
Faustus - xoxomenai
Zar- Baneful
Nuru- Byrr
Auri- Adomiel
JD- Ravvlet
Mei-Xiu - LividPeas
Junko- Eight
Valentino- Valandal
Xiu-Ying - Kaiyumi
Wylfenne the Unseelie - Boozver
Lou. C. Ferra- Sexy Cocaine
Amarus- Face your demons
Fallow- Kupuritama
Alamea- kuumeii
Goopy- Graceangel
Lucinda Necroforo - Ninjagami Ryo Kage
Sepheran - Taska Neko
Qlue the Astrosphinx - Marushii
Bongani - HoneyBii
Gilly- Cheshire
Ouranos - Stratham
Olivia - chirigami

Daily Quota

There will be one assignment given a day. You will have 24 (OOC) hours from when I post these assignments to get the classwork in. It is very important to do this work as it adds up in the end and you will get points for doing it!

 

[demon_pachabel]

"It seems only appropriate that now I may welcome you all to my home, after I have been welcomed into yours." Invictus began. "For those of you who have not been enrolled in the halls of Amityville proper - or have yet to have been introduced to me - I am Invictus, the Heir to the clan of Conquest and eldest son of the current Imperial Majesty." he spoke of his father with a great reverence, but the mention of the Imperial Majesty was brief, and the horseman soon continued on.

"As you may have briefly found through interactions with the people here - as well as the scenery - we are highly cultured individuals and take ventures into cultural related activity quite seriously." This may have been a small warning about manners in regard to his clan. But it wasn't expressly told as such a thing.

"While you are here under my tutelage, however, you will be learning of Incense and Various Charms. Perhaps not the most thrilling from title alone, but......" He almost seemed to be...smiling. Invictus never smiled.

For those who knew that, it was probably time to be concerned.  

[Seiana_ZI]

Perhaps it was lucky or unlucky for Serafina, but she had no idea who this Invictus was, only that he looked important, and that was certainly enough for her to sit up with her back straight and wish to listen, to hear what he had to say, perhaps hear where she could find a way to worm herself into whatever he was saying, doing, learn more about how people at this beautiful isle behaved and perhaps get in with their in crowd...

Perhaps Serafina could be a bit obsessive at times, but it came and went, perhaps very typical of a ghoul in more than one sense. The obsessive thought left her as she moved to sit in front of Invinctus, hands carefully knit in her lap, eyes looking up and observing every move with almost too sharp of a focus.

The heir, eh?

Then he was very important.

Perhaps luckily for her, instinct from a prior life, perhaps, Serafina easily fell into modes of 'behaviour' that was expected of her, manners very present and expression patient and waiting, not speaking up unless she was spoken to. Or perhaps she was a quick learner. Attempting to learn all the greatest gossip of their world wasn't exactly possible if she got herself bunted out onto her a** within the first few minutes of speaking.

Some people probably found the idea of Incense and Various Charms very ... boring. Serafina had, on purpose, signed up for these classes, intrigued by charm as she always was, wishing to learn ways to amplify her own natural beauty--and perhaps detract from the surgical mask present on her face, clear with designs today much like the designs she had found in the Isle of Conquest itself--but that was not something she would willingly say. To her, Charms meant ways to conquer others, through information and through knowing everything about the situation and the world around them, and rather frankly, that was ... right up her alley.

To say she was eager would not be a lie, and despite Invictus' smile which might make others wary, Serafina's manners were slowly becoming a more difficult mask, eyes nearly dancing at the thoughts of what she could learn from this heir of the clans.

Perhaps she could impress him.

Hm.  

[keiifuu]

[ ENTERING ]

The Isle of Conquest sure did like detail, didn't they?

Quivering as he entered the - ah, could it really be called a classroom? - building, Fallow allowed himself a moment to take in the painstakingly gorgeous tapestries hanging on display, his ears swiveling around before his eyes even managed to follow. The Púca walked with a great deal of concentration past the tree - he was known back home for, ah, breaking valuable things - and certainly he did not want to get off on the wrong foot by doing the same thing here. Something told him the Conquest Clan would not take well to that. Anyways, it was not as though he did it on purpose, especially the breaking of other people's noses. That was simply their fault for getting in the way or being too stupid to know that sneaking up on ones self was not the smartest idea, and he would have none of the blame. No.

But still...

It was all very ornate, very respectable, in its own way, and while the Púca had no qualms about not fitting in, surely fitting in itself would help him out. Even though classes had, ah... never been quite a strong point for him. Accustomed now to the lack of chairs, the Púca dropped himself delicately onto one of the mats, wishing suddenly that he had not gotten here so quickly. After all, where was his herd? Surely they should have come by now! Rumbling softly in dissatisfaction, Fallows, fingers traced over the box with curiosity and lingering intrigue that never seemed quite dead in this place before the sound of someones voice stole his attention away.

Turning his head, neon markings glowing just a bit brighter, the Púca raised his head just slightly to get a clearer look at Invictus, who, of course, was someone as unknown to him as the bottom of the sea. Thus, there was no real concern inside of his brain - though when was there ever? The Púca's tail folded to the side and wrapped around his folded legs, ears bent forward to listen attentively to this strange little creature. And what a big title for him as well!

How... ah, interesting.

Remembering the greetings he had seen the Conquest Clan so commonly use around each other, Fallow bent slightly into a gentle bow formed only from his upper body, ears inclined and lips struggling not to smile. "Good afternoon then, Invictus, heir of the clan of Conquest." He murmured in a tone warped by intrigue and cold manners that had been driven through his skull at a young age and barely used. Even though contrary to some belief, they still existed somewhere in the dark corners of his brain. Straightening fully, he could not help another silent quiver through the tip of his tail, making his body tense with subtle interest. Whatever would this Invictus have to teach them now? Especially when it was - what had he said? - charms and incense that they were going to be playing with today. How very fitting a title for a class being taught in the Isle of Conquest. How very quaint.

 

[Baneful]

Zar was looking forward to the classes, he couldn't deny this fact and as he arrived, he looked around in fascination at the subtle yet gorgeous interior. Even as sparse as many of the buildings he'd seen had been inside, there was a very utilitarian charm about them.

He made himself comfortable on the mat, tucking his hooves under himself and curling his tail around them.

He was positively giddy with excitement. This meant that he actually smiled himself a little.

Until he saw Invi and realised he was teaching them.

He covered his face with a palm.

 

[Ravvlet]

JD sauntered in and flopped into the nearest available mat.

As he glanced around, he noticed that girly dude in the dress from trials was sitting at the head of the class. Huh. Guy had swagger, he guessed. Wasn't he like...the heir of something? Did that mean his dad ran the place? That had to suck, if JD's relation with his own father was any indication. Whatever, not his problem.

"Sup, guy. Smells nice in here. What're the sticks for? We gonna make fire or something? There are demons for that, ya know." Johnny Danger, never not lazy. If the guy had said something before...he hadn't been paying attention.  

[Rown]

[ entering ]

Everything about this place was beautiful and Chuppi couldn't help but look it all over with an expression of wonder and delight. Even this building, where she would be taking lessons, looked so grand and the monster couldn't hide the smile on her face as she stepped in to take her place among the other students. They were going to be taught by one of the heirs - people that walked the halls yet Chuppi was not very familiar with at all - and having such an honor(?) was not something she would waste.

Learning how to bow had been hard, she was still really quite bad at it, and the chupacabra paused in her steps and turned towards the Heir, smiling and bowing deeply before she went to speak. "I am honored to be here, to learn from you." Her bow was awkward and clumsy still, she hadn't mastered it in the slightest. At the very least though she once again managed to stay on her feet and she moved to have a seat - sitting down next to a demon boy she did not recognize. "A pleasure of meeting you as well."

She was addressing Zar, who for some reason didn't look so happy?

demon_pachabel

Baneful

 

[Kaiyumi]

Excited? Xiu?

Maybe just a little.

Her stay at the Isle of Conquest had been, so far, a very pleasant experience. The general setting of the island likely contributed to that--it was so easy to lose oneself in the peace that this place provided. However, now that it was time for class, some of the initial anxiety and excitement from before began to well up in the baku's chest. What would this class be like? Who would be teaching them?

The latter question was answered soon enough. Distracted with taking in in the splendor of the tapestries overhead, Xiu did not acknowledge Invictus' presence until quite some time later. It wasn't until she was kneeling on one of the provided mats did she finally see the familiar figure sitting at the head of the circle. The ghoul's eyebrows shot up beneath her bangs. Invictus would be teaching this class?

...Oh boy, this was going to be...

...W-well. Hopefully she would do okay. She supposed that only time would tell.  

[xoxomenai]

The Heir of Conquest?? A horseman in training?? ...
Faustus's suspicions seemed to be confirmed as he stepped into the rather opulent room.

Why would a horseman bother to teach such a simple thing as incense and charms?? he wondered, as he took a seat on one of the pre-placed mats. He made certain to choose one farther from his overseer, however, not at the very end. He wanted to save a spot for Amarus in case she happened to show up soon. He had quickly become rather fond of the girl, as she had seemed rather nice to him, and was about the only person he had really spent time with since arriving. And despite his anxiousness at being in a class tutored by a horseman of all things, Faustus had to admit, he was pretty excited. His tail kept swaying behind him, fingers drumming quietly against the floor. He almost laughed as he overheard a rather lazy boil nearby mention demons lighting fires. He himself was a case in point, and if asked to, he would gladly light the fire. It seemed just as exciting. He stared to the box before him, filled neatly with trays and ingredients.

But what would their homework assignment be?? ...

Face your demons

Ravvlet

 

[Syusaki]

This was supposed to be a class, but the room was a far cry from the usual classroom setting Dev was accustomed to, though she quite liked the change in appearance. There was plenty for her wandering eyes to move across, glowing green sliding over the wooden beams until she reached the high ceiling. Her gaze naturally moved to the hanging tapestries, ears perking at the woven imagery on the cloths. They were beautiful, detailed and intricate. Dev scrutinized the scenery, wondering what the tapestries were attempting to explain to any and all who looked at it. She felt tempted to reach out and run a hand over the carved beams, but the Heir’s voice called out to her and the other students, luring her back.

She eyed the Heir of Conquest for a fleeting moment before she moved toward one of the mats, expression softening and her lips breaking into a grin as she seated herself behind Fallow. Dev kept her legs folded beneath her, hands smoothing out the tiny crinkles in her skirt while her tail lay curled behind her. There were no words for her to exchange, at least not when the young horseman was still speaking. Her ears remained attentive—though sometimes she suspiciously flicked her glance toward Fallow, wondering if he would do something odd—while she reached for the small box in front of her. Dev took a quick look inside, curiously taking in the incense and stand. Unsurprising, given the class title.

Dev threw Invictus a smirk as his voice trailed off. It certainly wasn’t an exciting subject matter, but the ghoul wasn’t looking for something exhilarating, so charms and incense suited her just fine. She leaned forward to try and sniff the incense in the box. Incense suited her just fine.

Kupuritama

 

[Stratham]

( Entering! )

Ouranos wandered into the lofty space, his eyes sweeping upwards, outwards, in every which direction. Apparently, the room held too many items of interest for the boil to absorb at once (though he was trying very hard).

Faint conversation tugged at his attention. Class had started. Oura lay a hand gently upon the rope-tree as he passed, drifting towards an unoccupied mat.

Everyone's attentions were directed at an individual-- the dignified one from orientation, the one whose aura glowed. "Do you suppose he's important?" the ghoul from earlier had asked. Ouranos stared at him too, his pale gaze thoughtful.  

[chirigami]

So, he was important, as she had assumed at Orientation. Oura had mentioned he had a powerful aura and now the little ghoul understood what that all meant. The heir. That was very impressive indeed, and even Olivia knew what that meant. She subconsciously found herself sitting a little straighter on her mat to the side, taking her hands off the box of items to rest them on her lap.

She had gotten a pretty good look of the classroom as the group was ushered in. It had the same air and feel as the rest of the island's buildings and architecture even though it wasn't as ornate. It was at least a step up from their quarters. And no paper walls.

Olivia was looking forward to the lessons. Knowing brief ideas about charms, she was interested in learning more of what she could do with such things. And incense, well she really had no idea what to expect with that. From the looks of the contents, it seemed like it involved these items. - wait, "fire?" She asked, her eyes wide. It involved fire?!  

[kuumeii]

((entering))

Sliding an arm against her eyes and covering her mouth to stifle a yawn, the rabbit entered the room - and felt instantly awake. Energy was here, though the room itself was calm, she could feel it down through her toes. Crossing that threshold and into the room she turned her glance to the mats, catching the sight of her dear Puca.

Delicately and carefully she made her way to sit near him, barely even noticing the other figure until the familiar voice broke her train of thought. Any attention she had been paying to her new friend was immediately shifted to the figure. Tilting her head with a few bats of her eyes she studied him over, her pink eyes shining. After his introduction she watched as Fallow spoke to him.

With a shrug she took her eyes from him and stared down at her box, rolling it carefully in her hands. It smelled... interesting, or perhaps it was the lack of a scent that was interested. Squeaking under her breath she sat down on the mat while her tail twitched impatiently. This was what she had been waiting for, and what she assumed her new friends had been too. To immerse in culture, to learn... to eat. She wondered if anything in the box was edible, but refrained from checking, lest she offend their host.

She wondered if there would be more tea house snacks...  

[xoxomenai]

A lopsided grin tweaked across Faussi's face as Amarus appeared, seating herself calmly and gracefully on a mat between JD and himself. It slowly faded however as he realized she didn't seem to be entirely alright. In fact, she seemed a bit too alright. He stared to her a moment, perturbed by the way she seemed to be staring, almost as if in a daze. "Hello to you too," he teased kindly, before arching a brow. "... What happened to you by the way?? ... you look as though you fell into a vat of ... of something verrry strange." He blinked curiously.

"Oh um, well ..." Faustus bit his lip as he thought how to answer her question. "No actually, this is my first time using them." He chuckled softly and sent her a sly wink. "I do know alot about burning things however. My family come from a long line of demons who control wildfires. So lighting something plant-based, such as that rope-" He pointed to the rope winding around the center beam at the middle of the room. "-Or even a few of the ingredients here is no problem for me."

"By the way, I don't think we've met." He leaned forward around Amarus to meet the the lazy boil's gaze, waving a hand. "I'm Faustus."

Face your demons

Ravvlet