Bells Hells Level 14
It is very likely that after the three-episode special that is Downfall, we are going to see the Hells level up to 14 (considering that Sam is joining with a level 14 character.)
Because of that, I figured that I would post this update now as a taste for what lies ahead.
All in all, Level 14 is a kind of a mixed bag in terms of what people get. To start with our non-multiclassers, 3 out 4 of them get subclass-based features, two of which we are completely aware of.
Imogen, as a level 14 Aberrant Mind Sorcerer, gets the Revelation in Flesh feature. Basically, as a bonus action, she can spend a sorcery point to receive one of the following features.
Can see any invisible creature within 60 feet of her, provided it isn't behind total cover.
Gain a flying speed equal to her walking speed (30 ft)
Gain a swim speed equal to twice her walking speed (60ft), and she can breathe underwater
Move through any space as narrow as 1 inch without squeezing, and is able to spend 5 feet of movement to escape from nonmagical restraints or being grappled.
Each feature lasts for 10 minutes, but there is no limit to how many times she can do this or how many features she can have active at once. So long as she has the available sorcery points, Imogen can do this.
Dorian also gets a new College of Swords feature, Master's Flourish. Now, whenever he uses one of his Blade Flourishes, he can roll a d6 and use it instead of expending a Bardic Inspiration die (currently a d10). The overall roll might be lower, but he can use bardic inspiration without having to worry about his flourishes.
Finally, Ashton receives his 14th-level subclass feature, but because it is a homebrew we don’t know exactly what it is. What we do know from CR cooldown, is that 14th level is “Where everything goes crazy.” So that’s fun. In all seriousness, if I had to guess, the feature could be similar to the Wild Magic’s Barb 14th level feature, where instead of simply rolling for a specific build, Tal could instead roll two d4 and choose which one he wants. But knowing Tal, its probably something far more complicated.
Orym, as our final non-multiclasser, gets another ASI with this level up. There are a lot of roads for him to choose from. Choosing to boast his Con is a likely option, but they are also a number of feats that are very much on the table. Sentinel, Mage Slayer, Bountiful Luck, Martial Adept are all feats I could see Orym going for. Hell, I could even see him mutliclassing depending on what Downfall shows us.
Speaking of multiclassers, let's look at the final three Hells. Two of the remaining folks, I am pretty certain I know their direction.
To start, Fearne has a very simple level-up. She will likely be grabbing another druid level, bringing her to level 11, and granting her access to 6th level spells. To note, because of her Arcane Trickster multiclass, Fearne spell slots are kinda weird. Before she already had access to her 6th level spell slot, but could not prepare 6th level spells until now. This doesn’t affect this level up, but in the future it will be something to be aware of. Some notable druid spells Fearne can now prepare are: Heal, Heroes’ Feast, Sunbeam, Transport via Plants, and Wind Walk.
Chetney is another very easy one. Likely grabbing another level in Blood Hunter, Chetney will get his Brand of Tethering feature. When using his Brand of Castigation, branded creatures are now unable to take the Dash action, and if they attempt to teleport or to leave their current plane, the creature will take 4d6 psychic damage and must make a Wisdom saving throw. On a failure, the attempt to teleport or leave the plane fails. Additionally, with this level up, Chetney can use his Blood Maledict three times between rests and he learns another Blood Curse.
And finally, on the biggest variable, Laudna. Before the sword incident, I was very certain that Laudna would be sticking with Sorcerer throughout level-ups. Mechanically, choosing Sorcerer would be the better option, as it would grant her 6th-level spells and a 6th-level spell slot (notable spells include: Arcane Gate, Circle of Death, Disintegrate, Globe of Invulnerability, Mass Suggestion, and Scatter.) But storywise, I could very much see Marisha leaning back into Warlock for narrative reasons. If she chooses this, Laudna would gain her 4th level in Warlock, granting her an ASI or New Feat. Based on her stats, Launda would likely choose a Feat. In that, I could see her grabbing War Caster, Mystic Conflux, Metamagic Adept, or even Skill Expert. Personally, I want to see her take another level in Sorcerer, but either way, I’m excited.
Anyway, thanks for listening to me ramble, and see yall soon!
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curious for all the student/university/studying yans: jock damon, ex bf lee, delinquent liam, bully uno and college student alpheus..
if darling got a scholarship outside the country and they accept it, how would these yans react? can they handle a ldr? would they come along? or would they prevent darling from leaving?
(minus bimbo/himbo darling from twinkie ashtons fic jadkshdkdg sorry </3)
Yandere students and their scholarship earning darling
aww this is kind of sad actually. Of course, all of them would be devastated but let's see.
YAN! JOCK
Damon will be a wreck inside.
"Oh shit... Really? Uh, congrats!"
He'll be happy for you of course. His little nerd is actually getting a scholarship? That's huge! But then... What do you mean you have to get out of the country? He can feel his resolve crack, and it's going to be the first time you see his real side. Staring at you with a blank, all devouring stare.
Thinking of the worst, he will sabotage your scholarship. Don't get him wrong, he will feel guilty about it since you worked hard on that scholarship. But out of the country? No fucking way. He's quite selfish too, so he didn't even think of applying for a scholarship there too because the University he's in has given him so much opportunities to pass on.
You'll just be surprised one day that your scholarship was canceled due to a "mismatch" of interest. Don't worry, he'll be there with you to comfort you. Oh! Will you look at that! This University both of you are attending gave you a full scholarship! How amazing and coincidental it is, right?
YAN! EX-BOYFRIEND
He just got you back.
And now you're leaving him again?
"Babe, what the fuck?"
He will be extremely hurt. Have you never thought of him at all? You two just fixed your relationship again and here you are, telling him that you got to move to another country just to do this damn scholarship. He went through grief, and now he's gonna go through another one.
You know the drill. This man isn't letting you go. But rather than hiding his disdain like Damon, he'll cling to you and cry, exclaiming to not go or else he'll kidnap you again. Well, that shut you up and gave up scholarship. He's also very selfish as you can see.
If you did refuse to do so, then another trip (locked inside) to his bedroom once more until you relent and give up that scholarship :( He'll be happy as a bee, and he will be extra clingy so you would just forgive him in what he did.
YAN! DELINQUENT
Liam is the rare one in this.
He'll be happy to let you go to the scholarship that you got!
After all, you got that damn scholarship just for yourself. If it made you happy, why won't he let you? He's gonna be the asshole in this situation if he didn't let you. He's more than happy to let you go (for now) and let you pursue what you want.
What you don't know is other than the tracking device on your phone, him learning how to hack and monitor you from your phone camera due to some shady connections, he's the one to manipulate the University you're going to go in giving you the scholarship. Mind you, he didn't exactly threaten them, but when he has close connections to... Let's say, Hades' mafia clan, it's not that hard to do :) (OOOH NEW LORE CONNECTION OH MY LORD)
After all, he's just working student! And if his father and mother are high ranking members in Hades' clan, he will use that connection for your happiness <3
YAN! BULLY
Uno would scoff and roll his eyes.
"Of course you would be the type to get a scholarship outside of our University."
As if mocking you, he at first teased you about it. Saying that you're such a nerd and he will be sad if you actually went away. In reality, he's seething inside. He already knows beforehand that you got that scholarship. He's too invested (he's stalking you) on you to not know the things you're up to. And the fact that he's also having a hard time manipulating the inside of the University you're going in is irking him to the bones.
But, once he's got you in the airport and is already on boarding, he'll be next to you, whistling like the dog he is. If you ask him, he'll smirk and show you his phone. He also got in. Oopsies, it seems that you have to be with him even in the new University. Now, how will the both of you terrorize this new place?
YAN! COLLEGE STUDENT
Another day, another emotion/feeling for this man.
"C-congrats... Babe..."
Oh, you don't like the look he has in his face. You know another problem is going to arise.
The few days after that was calm. It seems that he's okay with it, amazingly. Until one day you just found yourself cuffed to his bedpost. You swore you were just hanging out with Alpheus in his house, waiting to eat the food he's cooking, drinking the iced tea... Okay that was too obvious and you still fell for it.
But you pity the guy. He's dealing with what's akin to grief. It was the first time he felt this pit he seem to can't get out off, and it's suffocating him raw. You'll see tears for the first time, and you have to comfort him. With his face buried on your stomach as he knelt by the bed, with you sitting on the edge and stroking his hair, you had to explain to him what that feeling is.
Then when he gets better, surprise surprise, he also got a scholarship (rigged) at the same University as you! How delightful.
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What's In A Bird: The Topsy-Turvy Ceremony
Many folks say that the freshmen of Night Raven College grow odder and odder by the year. And, of course, in this year, Riddle Rosehearts, Ruggie Bucchi, Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Jamil Viper, Silver, and one transfer student soon to arrive from Royal Sword Academy - Kalim Al Asim - will prove this notion correct for yet another year.
Length: 2.4k words
Notes: A fic of the sophomores in freshman year like I promised, at last! Here's to hoping this doesn't completely flop. Let me know if you'd like to be tagged!
This also serves as a kind of 400 follower special (not really though), I'm very grateful to everyone who's supported my fics, and feel free to send in any requests for this series! Anyways, on with the fic.
It was a known fact among the students and staff of Night Raven College that every single year of freshmen was odder than the last. For the one-hundred years or so that Dire Crowley had been headmage, he had never once been proven wrong.
And it seemed as if the headmage would be proven right once more.
This year's freshmen were all an odd bunch, it seemed. Divus looked over them scrutinizingly.
"Have any of them caught your attention?" Mozus asked. "I for one find the notion that you've deigned to pay attention to the ceremony and ensure no mishaps occur for once much too good to be true."
Divus merely sighed.
"The ceremony's going wrong either way, no need to be so uptight about 'supervision', or whatnot. The pups'll turn out just fine."
Mozus scoffed.
"Even some of our incoming freshmen have more responsibility than you, it seems," he said.
"Like that one redhead?"
It was so odd how - despite red being a common hair color - they immediately knew which boy Divus was referring to. Oh, Dire was so magnanimous for putting up with all these peculiar students!
"All of you, get in line at once, or it shall be Off With Your Head!" said the redhead boy in question. Threatening to- chop people's heads off? How odd.
Dire knew his name; like the kind and attentive headmage he was, he always cared for his students!
Yes - Puzzle Flowershape. Something like that.
"Riddle Rosehearts, no?" Mozus said. Close enough! "He's a rather good student from what I've seen."
Come to think of it, why were so many of the freshmen wearing clunky looking collars? That was a horrible fashion choice, was it not?
Oh, well. Dire would put up with that terrible fashion choice. The things he did for his students!
"Those things around their neck'll really get in the way of their exercise!" Ashton scoffed. "It looks like I'll have to teach these kids the proper way to dress for maximum power!"
"It looks like those kids have no magical aura! The collar's a curse, now isn't that tragic?" Sam said. "I'll be there if those poor kids need any help undoing that curse of theirs."
"I do hope you'll provide the aid for free?"
"No promises!" Sam said, before looking at the students in curiosity.
A few seconds later, Sam pointed to two of the students in the crowd.
"Those two seem smart," he said, pointing first to a hyena beastman, then to a grey-haired boy. By sharp, of course, Sam was referring to business-smart. There was quite a difference between that, and academic prowess. The hyena boy only seemed to possess the second with those wide eyes of his, and the grey-haired boy, hiding behind two identical twins, seemed to possess neither.
Of course, Dire was a kind man. He'd give Sam a chance to explain his reasoning.
"Are you certain?" Dire asked. Sam merely nodded with a chuckle.
"Clever hawks hide their talons, you know," he said. That was true.
And, come to think of it, the boy's behavior still required observing.
"Hey there," said the boy to the Pomefiore Housewarden. "I got you that makeup you wanted."
How exactly had he acquired that brand? Dire vaguely recalled some talk of how difficult it was to acquire. Truly, he was such a good headmage, always listening to his students!
"Thanks," said the Pomefiore Housewarden in turn, handing the hyena boy a massive wad of cash. How- How had the boy already acquired that much money?
"Those wide, shrunken eyes are likely a product of a lack of access to food," Sam said. Come to think of it, the boy was, well, a hyena. Did that not mean he was from the slums? And, considering the ingenuity required to survive in the slums as a mage, well-
"You're quite right!" he said with a laugh. "But what of the other boy?"
Of an average, unremarkable height, and a frail stature, the grey-haired boy had lodged himself between two twins.
"We should be looking at those two!" Ashton said, pointing to the tall, muscular twin boys. "They'd be great for the basketball team with those athletic reflexes of theirs!"
It would be best to observe first before coming to judgments,
"Dude," said one of the twins, practically shoving the phone into the grey-haired boy's face. "Check out this rare pepe."
The grey-haired boy scoffed, pushing the phone away with a scowl.
"The only thing I'll be 'checking out' is the socials of our peers," he said.
"And the picture of the dearest headmage looking at cat photos while a student is attempting to get his attention," said the other twin.
How- How had they even seen that? Dire would have to do whatever it took to ensure that photo for the sake of avoiding bad PR- er, avoiding the entirely false notion that he was anything less than a kind-hearted and diligent headmage who would never ignore his students!
"I think you understand what I mean now," Sam said.
"Indeed," said Dire. "To think, he'd so viciously use photoshop to make it seem as if I'd ever do such a thing!"
"You would," Mozus said. "I find myself more concerned with how exactly they attained that picture."
However, before any further discussion could occur, a shriek was heard.
"Ugh!" said one of the twin boys - the droopy-eyed one. "This is boring."
That was never a good sign. 'This is boring' was the last thing said before the ceremony had gone wrong ten years ago, or twenty-three years ago, or thiry-five years ago, or fourty-two years ago, or fifty-two years ago, or during one of those ceremonies over sixty years ago that Dire had forgetten about.
Out of all the phrases said before ceremonies had gone wrong, 'This is boring' was - by far - the most common.
"Hey!" the droopy-eyed boy said, eyes on that one redhead who was surrounded by students in collars. "You look interesting, Goldfishie."
"My name is Riddle Rosehearts, not 'Goldfishie'," said the redheaded boy, Riddle. "And you'd do well to return to your place in the line."
"Nah," said the droopy-eyed boy, flicking his pen and causing a vine to settle itself on the ground. "Hey, this stuff's pretty cool!"
"I will not stand for this insolence! Off With Your Head!"
A collar wrapped itself around the droopy-eyed boy's neck.
"H-Huh?" he said, pulling at it in confusion. Riddle smirked.
"I warned you," he said. So that was what he meant by 'off with your head'. "You've broken the rules, and now you must-"
And then the fire-bolt was hurled.
It was a terrible, terrible thing, catching fire on the conjured vine and spreading further from there, sending students fleeing.
"Holy shit, dude!" the droopy-eyed boy said, eyes sparkling with glee. "You really are interesting, Goldfishie!"
Riddle had been the one to send the fire-bolt? This whole thing was simply growing more and more absurd!
"I didn't send that!" Cried Riddle.
...T-Then who had?
"Dire," Divus said through grit teeth. "Our top priority right now is ensuring no one gets burned. We can figure out which naughty pup did this later."
That was true. There was a bit of panicking, to say the least.
Which was to say that every student was in a frenzy.
"We're all gonna die!"
"I'm too young for this, Lord Hades! Spare me!"
"Take him instead!"
"H-Hey, don't take me, take him!"
"Are you going to put out the fire, or what?" Divus said, tapping his foot impatiently. Dire could somewhat hear him over the sound of screams.
"What have you done, Floyd?" said the grey-haired boy. "From now on we'll all be labelled as delinquents!"
"Hey!" The droopy-eyed boy - Floyd - said. "Don't blame me for that thing, Azul!"
Azul just sighed.
"Jade, was this your doing?"
The other twin - Jade - shook his head.
"I do look forward to seeing the face of the man who disrupted the ceremony in such a manner," he said with a laugh.
Those three were odd. But even odder was the raven-haired boy who seemed entirely calm in the midst of the mess, merely putting out the fire gathering around him.
"Hello there," he said without so much as a glance as the hyena-beastman approached him.
"Heeeyyyy there, bud!" The hyena boy said. "You seem- not freaked out."
"My name is Jamil Viper," said the raven-haired boy - Jamil - almost robotically. "Please do not concern yourself with my affairs. I am but a humble se-"
And all of a sudden, Jamil snapped out of his robotic little monologue, looking down at his hands in shock.
"Nevermind," he said, mumbling a smug "I'm free for now" underneath his breath. The hyena boy blinked in confusion.
"What?"
"Nothing, nothing," Jamil said. "What's your name?"
"Ruggie," Ruggie answered hastily. "And what's got you so calm? Isn't the school on fire or something? Don't tell me-"
Ruggie flashed a conspiratorial grin.
"Did you start it?" He asked. Jamil shook his head.
"I didn't," he said. "This just isn't all that severe an emergency. We'll put out the fire with ease."
With ease? By himself? Was Jamil not a mere freshman? He knew naught but basic magic, certainly not enough to put out a fire as big as this one!
"Uh, putting it out ourselves?" Ruggie said. "Don't you wanna get like, the headmage or something- Oh, hey there, headmage!" Ruggie shouted in an attempt to be heard through the screams of other students.
Ruggie had finally noticed him, it seemed.
"Hello, esteemed students!" Dire said. "My name is Dire Crowley, headmage of Night Raven College, a-"
"Can you put out the fire?" Ruggie shouted. Why did no one wish to hear about his extremely important information?
"Yes, yes, of course," Dire said. "I will put out the fire."
But he didn't have to. Divus was already there, getting the students attention with the crack of his whip.
"Pups!" he said. "No need to panic. The fire will be put out shortly. Next time any such emergency occurs, I expect you all to follow the procedure constantly taught to you during fire drills instead of flailing around like blind chihuahuas."
A thin sheet of water was summoned upon the floor, Divus flicked his magic-pen. The fire was put out. Phew.
Floyd raised his hand.
"Yes?" Divus asked.
"What's a fire drill?"
"Keep quiet, Floyd," Azul hissed to him in what he likely thought was so quiet no one could hear. However, on top of immense magnanimity and diligence, Dire also had impeccable hearing. One of the many blessings of being a fae, before turning to the Octavinelle housewarden. "I apologize for any inconvenience you've been caused."
He knew he was going to be sorted into Octavinelle, didn't he? Azul was most likely correct about that. However, it would be rather comedic if he was sorted somewhere else.
"You'd do well to apologize to everyone, er- Floyd," said Riddle. "I shall take off the collar if you can prove you've thoroughly repented."
"Uh," Floyd paused, before going completely off-topic. "I think the guppy that's under the chair next to me leg should wake up."
Riddle looked at him incredulously.
"What in the name of the Seven are you blathering on about-" A glance underneath the chair next to Floyd's leg revealed a silver-haired boy, a thin shield of water conjured around him.
Smart.
He'd fallen asleep though.
Ruggie creeped over towards the silver-haired boy, shaking his shoulders awkwardly.
"You good?" Jamil motioned for him to stop.
"He likely has some underlying condition," he said. "I'd wager it's magically induced narcolepsy."
All the oddest freshmen, gathered in one place while the others celebrated the fact that they weren't dead. How- quaint.
A few seconds later, the silver-haired boy's eyes fluttered open, as he took a second to process his surroundings.
"H-Huh?" he said, before realizing what had happened. "E-Er, apologies."
"Please prepare yourself for sorting," Riddle said, voice much less snippy than it ordinarily was. "You've managed to wake up just in time."
"T-Thank you," said the silver-haired boy. The quiet sort, it seemed.
"You really ought to get back in line yourself, dearest Riddle!" said Azul, bearing a saccharine grin.
"The same would go for you, I believe," said Jade with a grin even more sickly sweet. Azul groaned.
"Tell Floyd that."
"Yeah, yeah," Floyd said. "I'm gettin' in line."
Azul glared at him.
"And I'm sorry," he said, despite the fact that he clearly didn't want to. Azul looked at Riddle expectantly. Riddle merely sighed.
"I wouldn't call this thorough repenting," he said.
"Please remove the collar from my business partner's neck." Business partners? Was that was kids these days callhed their friends? Dire had clearly fallen behind on trends.
Riddle scoffed.
"Have him apologize to me personally first," he said. Floyd rolled his eyes.
"Stop talking' about me like I'm not here."
"I do believe that collar restricts your magic, dearest brother." And all of a sudden, Floyd had become the most positively contrite person to ever grace Twisted Wonderland.
"I'm so, so sorry," he said through sniffles. "I'll never do it again, honest!"
It was only when Floyd conjured a ukelele that Riddle finally backed down, removing the collar.
"T-That's more than enough!" he said. "I do hope you've learned from this."
But Floyd wasn't listening.
"Whoo!" he said, all contriteness gone from sight. Floyd was quite the good actor, thought Dire idly.
"Get back in line quickly, pups," said Divus with the crack of a whip. The students scrambled to fall in line.
Well then, at least the chaotic part of the ceremony was over.
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A few hours later, the sorting was over. And frankly, Dire was most interested in the positions of seven particular students.
"The Rosehearts boy was placed in Heartslabyul," Mozus said in the break-room, sipping on a cup of tea.
"No one was shocked by that," said Divus. "The sortings were quite obvious. Bucchi in Savannaclaw, Viper in Scarabia, Ashengrotto and Leech in Octavinelle, and Silver in Diasomnia. And that means-" he turned to Dire. Curses. "I won all the bets. Pay up."
His poor wallet was aching, crying out in pain!
"Fine, fine," said Dire, forced to cruelly rip those precious thaumarks from their home in his wallet. "Here you are."
Mozus sighed.
"This school is known as Night Raven College," he said. "I was under the impression that - despite their mischievousness, ravens are smart. Not foolish enough to start fires before the first day."
Dire merely laughed.
"Well, Mozus," he said. "Do recall the old adage 'What's in a name'? The name of the school won't change the intellect of our students!"
"Yes, yes."
"So tell me," he continued.
"What's in a bird?"
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