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Rules and Regulations for Fire Elemental Magic:


Fire is much like the other elements, in that it has two sides to its personality. It's life-giving warmth cooks our food, keeps us comfortable in the winter, provides light for us to see, and much more. Yet, despite these things, fire is also a destroyer, and I will NOT tolerate ignorance and/or disrespect towards it. Now for my other rules.

~Number One-You WILL respect both myself and your fellow students. There is absolutely NO harassment, sexual, verbal, or any other in this class.

~Number Two-Please do not speak while I am speaking. If you have any questions, you only need to raise your hand. You are allowed to talk amongst yourselves until I begin class, and only if I give you permission to do so during class itself.

~Number Three-When I call for a session of meditation, you WILL meditate. If you have trouble doing so, or you do not know how, tell me and I will help you as much as I can.

~Number Four-You are not allowed to bring any consumable/drinkable substances other than water, NO exceptions.

~Number Five-While sparring with another student in this class will be rare, there will be times when you will duel. Before each dueling session, I will inform of you the rules. Most of your duels will be done with me.

~Number Six-Do NOT intentionally harm another student. There is NO fighting outside of duels. If you intentionally harm another student, you WILL be punished accordingly.

~Number Seven-Try to enjoy your time in this class.

Time had passed now, and she was starting to have doubts.

"They're not coming dearest...you have to do this yourself..."

Alsiria nodded. She knew that the headmaster wouldn't be able to take care of everything. This would have to count for something.

"You have an idea dearest...now use it..."

Miss Develuni hurried out of her classroom, preparing the energy inside of her body to create something that would roar throughout the castle grounds. This was it, and probably the hardest thing she had ever been forced to attempt. Down the hall she moved, and through the building until she came to the outside world.

"Focus..."

She closed her eyes, gathering up as much of her energy as she could. Within moments, her eyes opened, her arms were spread out to the air, and a burst of flame soared upward into the sky. The force of the fire caused a roaring action, almost like that of an explosion. Alsiria's arms dropped weakly as she collapsed to her knees, breathing heavily. If they didn't hear what she just did...they'd have to be deaf.

Alsiria turned her head upward, and smiled as the great burst of flame began to die away very slowly. Hopefully her students would see the remnants, and then link it to her. If not, she would have to get them one by one, and bring them to her class.


((There...that should spark the curiousity of the students...and maybe others...but let's just hope that it gets the students to come for now shall we ^_^ Follow this thread here))

((Excellent work on entertaining yourself Wolfiso razz . Most of what is below will be a reciting of her rules and the like. Feel free to simply skim, but try not to miss the important parts. This point came from this thread))

Miss Develuni pushed the doors forward, forcing them to open. As she stepped through, she noticed a girl near the central cauldron. She smiled gently, and began to approach. As she did so, she glanced over her shoulder, "Now dears, if you'll please come right in. Make yourself at home."

Now she was only a foot away from the girl, "Well then, hello! I'm not sure how you got past all of us, but that doesn't matter. As long as you're here, that's what counts."

After the girl had joined the students, Alsiria stopped, and watched the flames within the cauldron roar into the air.

"This is it..."

As earlier, the woman turned on her heel. Her bright smile and warming posture remained, "Welcome to Fire Elemental Magic everyone!"

She clasped her hands together and took a few steps towards the students, who had gathered into a group, "Now, if you'll lend me your ears, I have some rules I wish for you to follow."

With that, she began walking from side to side, her voice, while a little tense and quick, kept its soothing essence...

"Fire is a wonderful element. It cooks our food, warms us when we're cold, and provides a light in darkness. True, fire is a giver of life...but it CAN also take life away. I will not tolerate ignorance in this class. You will respect this element, like the other elements, or you will be punished, and it will probably be by fire itself."

She stopped for a moment, and then continued, "You will respect both myself and your fellow students. Harassment, whether it be verbal, sexual, or any other, will NOT be tolerated. Please don't speak while I'm speaking. If you have a question, simply raise your hand and I will call on you. You are allowed to speak only before and or after class unless I say otherwise."

Again, Alsiria stopped, and glanced at the students, wondering how they were taking all of this in. She smiled again, and continued, "We're going to meditate in this class. If you don't know how, or you need help, tell me, and I will do what I can for you. I don't want any food or drinks in this class, unless it's water, because this room can get quite warm. Before each dueling session, I will inform you of the rules. Most of your duels will be done with me."

Now her eyes grew very serious, "Do NOT purposely harm another student in this class. You will be punished if you do so. I want you all to have a great time learning in this class. I want to make sure you're safe, because I care about you. With that being said, preaching session one is over."

Alsiria turned away from the students, "I would like all of you to get into a line, or some other means of order. This can be random; I don't care where you are, as long as you are there. I will start with the person furthest right, and move left."

Once the students had done as she asked, Alsiria began to question them, "I want to know your full name, experiences with fire, and anything important that you must tell me."

((Just post stating your info and the like, kind of like Skadi's class.))

Hanille listened intently to the professor's words. Her voice sounded fierce, and yet, strangely kind.

How was she able to be so soothing and warm to everybody? She accepted the fact that the woman had probably just been lucky with her life. Hanille was quite different. Still, this woman seemed to have secrets about her that she liked to keep hidden. Didn't everybody?

Once everyone was in line, Hanille noticed she was one of the first. Soon, the woman came to her, and 'twas her turn to speak.

"Hanille Rogan. I um...really don't have any experiences with fire. I know it's deadly, and burns."

"Be sure to tell her about your water needs..."

"I have to drink a good deal of water every day, to keep myself from getting sick..."

Now the woman moved on to the other students. Hanille was relieved she hadn't embarassed herself like she did in the previous class. Yet...this was fire elemental magic, and she hadn't the slightest idea of how to create or manipulate it. After all, she seemed to be strictly water based. How was she going to create fire?!

She had a feeling this was not going to be an easy class either. Were any of the classes easy? Good god! Herbology had that searing greenhouse, and some of those plants looked like they would eat an unfortunate soul who just happened to get too close. Non-magical self defense? The professor of that class was the largest, most fearsome woman she had ever known! Not to mention she had no fighting ability whatsoever. Now this class was here, and she didn't want anything to do with fire.

"At least this woman is kind...so far..."

((Augh. I really hate doing this without talking to Kimora, but she's taken a bit long...))

Jaycee's face held its typical pleasant half smile, but inside he was very much peeved. Not only had he not lived up to his own expectations in self defense class, but he hadn't even gotten to discuss the homework with his partner. Akello, the moor girl. They had gone outside to speak, and had been interrupted by that explosion. Following the other students to find out what the disruption was, Jaycee now found himsef in fire magic. Ironic, that the feeling inside and the element of this class would match so well.

As the teacher gave instructions, Jaycee was mildly surprised by her demeanor. He had been taught that fire was the strongest element, yet this woman didn't seem strong. When he had learned the fire style movements, his sensei had been a quiet, man, but with an immensly strong presence. This woman didn't radiate much in the way of power or control.

With a mental shrug, Jaycee watched as the line formed around him. That was good, in his present mood he really didn't feel like moving around for someone who hadn't earned his respect in one way or another. When the lady came to him for his name and whatnot, he gave her the slightest of bows; she was a sensei after all, even if she didn't seem one. Then, with his implacable demeanor and an even tone he spoke

"My name is Jaycee, I know how to start a fire, and what can start them. I've also put out more than a few, and know what can stop fire. Also, I know what concepts fire symbolizes, if that means anything..." "to you"" he finished silently.

He might have to explain that Jaycee was in fact his full name, he didn't have a surname that he knew of. He had only written "Mendaci" in the last name section of his application because it was marked "required", and his nickname was the closest thing he had to a surname.

When speaking, Jaycee also wondered if he should bring in his martial experiences. Yes, he knew how to fight in the fire style, but no, it didn't actually involve fire. So he ended with saying concepts, which would probably be meaningless to everyone in the class."Oh well."

"And I've no experience with magical flames whatsoever"

There. That should cover everything she asked for. With another slight bow, Jaycee finished and fixed the woman with his dark eyes. His flat gaze was one of perfect neutrality, but few people could bear such a look, so she would be moving on shortly. Or at least, this was the plan.

Mackenzie had been pleased to hear people approaching. The door opened and she listened carefully to the footsteps as they came in. She could smell Jedrek and Jaycee on the following breeze as well as Mine's sweeter scent. A few new students as well, and leading the pack was a woman who smelled like ash, soot, and spice. This woman spoke to Mackenzie.


Mackenzie scuttled over to where the others students stood, the woman's words had been gentle but nonetheless a mild chastisement. Mackenzie listened quietly to the explanation and was pleased to find she hadn't wandered into forbidden territory. Lining up with the other students as instructed she gave her answers. "My name is Mackenzie Danaan. I've had no seriously traumatic experiences with fire, a neighbors house burned down when I was five and Rae and I used fire for cooking but other than that..." Mackenzie shrugged before continuing. You mentioned meditation, I've heard about that but I have no actual experience and will probably need help."

(((We call this foreshadowing biggrin "Somebody doesn't seem to be very active..." ))

A reprimand from this woman was so soft that it barely even registered as one. Jaycee's bow was deeper though, when she finished speaking. Anyone who could take his flat gaze as calmly as this professor had some sort of inner strength. The loose strands from Jaycee's ponytail fell across his face when he bowed, and in having to brush errant bits of hair away. the flicker of Jedrek's flames caught Jaycee's dark eyes. The elf had his hand streched out, and small flames covered the young man's hand and upper arm.

A hint of spiked envy rose in Jaycee's chest as he watched the other student conjure flames from his outstreched hands. Earth, wind, he would have been impressed by displays of these elements, but fire was one of his favorites. In combat he had always preferred the quick, strong moves of the fire style, and something deep within him desired the ability to control flames. He remained impassive though, as the flames flickered away, their dancing reflections in his eyes mirroring the desire and envy inside. As the last tongue of fire dissapeared, the desire that had been rising in his chest suddenly dropped off into nothingness.

The teacher moved on to the next student, and Jaycee's mind wandered, assessing the room as the teacher made comments to the various students. It was an interesting place, and the dragons carved into the floor almost immediatly caught his attention. They were thicker than the dragons he was used to seeing. Not the gracefully lithe creatures on some of his clothing, but stocky creatures with powerful chests, and solid heads.

The teacher's sharp voice bought Jaycee's attention back to the classroom. Had she just been yelling at one of the students? She didn't seem the type to yell. "Strange". As she continued with her instructions Jaycee sent a quick glance around the room. Many people thought martial artists would sit in a place they could observe everything, but that was for the rookies.

A senior in combat would actually leave himself open until the last moment. The name of the strategies related to that idea translated onto "Moon on the water" and "Open on eight sides".. With a shrug, Jaycee pushed the strategies out of his mind and made his way to the center point between the cauldron and the front of the room. Incidentally, the spot he picked was on the head of the dragon. Folding his legs slowly beneath him into a meditative position, Jaycee awaited further instructions. The professor had mentioned meditation, and it seemed just like combat, magic required meditation to execute well.