#rafal is in no way bad but he did take some time to catch up since his bld growth is behind diamant's a bit

[yuuminni]

diamant's special class having access to S sword is such bait considering he does best at being an axe boy. great build growth AND decent speed growth AND a personal that gives him +15 hit on player phase which is extremely good for axes since axes by nature have low hit rate... whats not to like. doubling with tomahawk is very nice and its just not worth it to weigh kagetsu down with it, and panette is glued to her lyn engraved killer axe

[themadauthorshatter]

Remember that Red School series post I made?

Well, because I'm crazy, I'm going to give you guys a scene from what would be the first book.

For context, this would be before the ball, but sometime when the Silvers, and Mare, make it to the woods, and the school.

Instead of Sophie killing The Beast, the red mist infects/possesses him in the Doom Room gutters.

He attacks while everyone's chilling out together, but is taken down for good by Cal, Mare, Agatha, Tedros, and Maven; Sophie didn't do anything because she curled up into a ball to protect herself.

They inform the School Master, Tibe, and Elara on what happened, and they're dismissed.

All except for Mare.

Rhian-fuck it, I'm calling him Rhian now, I don't care- asks if she can stay for a small chat, ensuring that it won't be a long conversation; ot doesn't do anything to calm down any of the silvers, but it gets the job done and they leave Mare alone with him.

HERE IS THE CONVERSATION(plus some before stuff that I mentioned):

"How bizarre. We should all keep our guards up in the event this happens again. We cannot have anything like what happened today repeat itself."

Everyone nods, and Rhian tells them all to leave, even though Tibe wants more answers.

"Excuse me, Mareena Titanos, I believe? May I speak with you for a minute? Alone, please?"

Cal, Mare, and Maven all freeze, Tibe fakes a sneeze to hide him biting his lip, Elara's eye twitches, Tedros looks btween Cal and Maven, because he's confused and doesn't know that Mare's not a Silver, and Sophie and Agatha exchange a look of pure, "OH, SHIT" at his request.

"Just for a moment. I have a few questions for you."

Mare accepts and everyone leaves, Elara giving her a very, "don't fuck up" look.

They all leave, and Mare is left alone with Rhian.

"I take it you Silvers have never heard of magic before arriving to the Endless Woods?"

"Not exactly, unless you count the abilities granted by silver blood."

"I'm sure." Rhian sits back in his chair and holds his chin between his thumb and index finger. "Something this peculiar can only come from our world, if you and your people have never had magic. Either way, it is still quite odd. Would you agree with me, Mareena?

"Or would you prefer it if I called you Mare Barrow?"

Mare has that "OH, SHIT!" moment like she had with Julian, and tries to play off Rhian's question.

"You... I think you're misunderstanding. My name is Mareena Titanos, School Master. I'm of noble birth."

"Yes, a noble birth in the muddy trenches that no one celebrated. One that took your mother, who should not have been on the battlefield pregnant, and left you an orphan until you were taken in by a Red man who wanted to give his wife a daughter. Come now, Mare, do you really think any of those Silvers would have allowed Nora Titanos on the war front with her husband, even when Tiberias's own wife, Coriane, wasn't allowed to fight by his side?"

"She... had little experience. Compared to... other hogh house ladies," Mare stutters out, very much hoping it works.

It doesn't.

"Excuse my profanity, but experience be damned. Why would Ethan Titanos allow his pregnant wife on the front with him?"

When Mare can't find an answer, Rhian finally stops grilling her.

"Forgive me. This act the King and Queen are playing leaves a bad taste in my mouth."

"You've seen worse? Or better?"

Rhian smiles behind his mask and it definitely shows in his eyes; he may be 200 years old, but, unlike Rafal, he's more of a sage-y grandpa than the evil headmaster of a school; he gives wisdom in any way he can, even if it either isn't recieved, because the person is a bad listener, or if what he says doesn't make any sense; give the guy a break, his brain's had to adjust to two hundred years of new vocabulary and slang.

"Try watching a second year student sing a love song on the spot because someone stepped on his toe."

Mare cringes at this, because it sounds terrible already.

"It didn't help that he was a little tone deaf."

Mare bursts into some snickers and the unease mostly goes away. Mostly.

"Why did you want to talk to me?"

"You're not Silver, Mare. You never have been and you never will be. In that sense, you will not lie to protect yourself. It's not you that you need to protect, or only you. You need to protect the ones you love, your family, your friend. They all worry about losing their power, but you only fear losing the ones you love."

Mare just stares at him and nods a little bit.

"Unlike Tiberias or his wife, I have no reason to expect a lie from you. You don't need to protect the people that ruined your life."

Mare is still quiet before she notices the faint scratchimg of pen of paper and catches a glimpse of the Storian.

Rhian quickly puts his hand down on it to get it to stop writing. "Thank goodness. I finally found it. I have no clue as to how pens get lost so easily."

"Too much magic, maybe?" Mare asks with a shrug.

Rhian gives her those, 'sneaky, good move' side eyes. "Maybe."

Mare worries about going back out, but Rhian leaves his chair to give her a reassuring hand hold.

"Your secret is safe with me, Mare. All I ask in return is you do not let any of them turn you against yourself."

"I'll try."

With that, Mare leaves, still a little worried, but not as scared now.

Rhian, however, turns to the Storian.

I MAY BE NOTHING BUT ANGST, BUT I NEED TO ADD THIS TO LIGHTEN UP THE SITUATION.

"Must you always work when there are others around?"

The Storian stops as Rhian sits back down.

"I swear, it's almost as if you need an audience to do anything. Just like the Evers now, boisterous and a near complete nuisance."

The Storian shakes itself and gets ink all over Rhian's face, maybe even gives a lil' shit laugh as he wipes it off like a gentleman.

I know the Storian isn't much of a character, but, come on, wouldn't it be fun to see the most powerful thing in the world turn out to be a mischievous little asshole?

I don't know, I imagine it would have a little more of a personality because it's been around the good brother for 200 years.

Either way, Rhian is not entertained by its antics.

"If I didn't know better, I would say writing this fairytale has made you more- how should I put this?"

The Storian stops again, awaiting his answer.

"Rascalous."

The Storian shakes and repeatedly dunks itself in ink and shakes it out on Rhian, who blocks with some paper and a little bit of magic.

After a little bit, he slams the pen into a large book; "As vital as you are, you should know better than to act like a child. Mind your manners."

The Storian wiggles free and very begrudgingly keeps writing the fairytale, Rhian occasionally seeing what it's writing, and if anyone's in any danger.

Then he reads a very particular passage that he glares at the Storian for.

"I will remind you one more time to never use language like that again."

AND THAT'S THE SCENE!

I hope you guys enjoyed this scene, or at least found it somewhat interesting

Either way, thanks for reading!!!