Cultural Understanding, Monday (The Alistair & Morrigan Show).

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"Right. So, cultural appreciation," Alistair began, trying to look official and sort of succeeding. "It starts by recognizing what we don't appreciate in our own cultures. As I said last week, my country, Ferelden, has a... moderate stance on magic, but it is still strict by many people's standards."

"If one counts as moderate the fact that mage-children are stolen away from their families by the Chantry and their Templars and locked into prison towers for the rest of their lives, aye, 'tis moderate," Morrigan retorted. "'Least you do not burn them, as some villagers are prone to do during a bad harvest."

It was probably rather obvious that Morrigan didn't grow up in the Tower, wasn't it?

"It's better," Alistair said, "Than what's going on in the Free Marches, from what I hear." He glanced at the class. "The Chantry fears mages," he explained, "because some of them have a tendency to run off, practice blood magic, become maleficar and get possessed by demons, leading to what we call 'abominations'." With that out of the way, though, he added: "But that's not a good reason to run around locking up every mage you find, if you ask me. Of course, several countries over in Tevinter, mages rule, whereas in some of the Free Marches they are hunted on sight."

Morrigan muttered something very uncomplimentary under her breath about someone called a Knight Commander. "So today, we shall start with discussing magic, and how it is viewed in your world," she stated. "If you would like to stand up and speak to the class, or show an object relating to magic from your homeland, please do. We will invite everyone to speak at every class for the rest of the semester, and I encourage debate and questions."

"Next week shall be religion and religious freedom and tolerance, so be prepared."

Aesthetics of Badassery [Monday, Period One]

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Today's class was in the Danger Shop, which had been set up to resemble a large dressing area with an even larger variety of clothing, and a number of NPC tailors darted about the place. A table was set up safely away from the clothing with the promised coffee and pastries.

"One of the first steps towards being a badass is looking like one," Bond began once the class had arrived. "How you dress is one of the first things about you that people will notice, and picking the right clothes will give the right impression. Which isn't to say that one size fits all, as different situations will call for different ensembles, and the Saville Row suit that's perfect for getting advantage during a business meeting would look absolutely ridiculous on a beach."

"Which is why we'll be spending today's class putting together outfits, complete from head to toe, with shoes and accessories, for several different occasions. Think about why you're choosing each item, and what impression you want to give off."

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Tuesday: Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse - Period 3 - Class 2

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Today when the students entered the danger shop they would find that the room had been transformed into a shooting range. Like the first class there was a horde of zombies standing frozen on one side of the room, except this time this zombies looked... well for lack of a better term they looked like rednecks. ( It might be all the PBR cans littered about the place that gave that impression. )

[OOC: Behind the cut is a semi-violent animated Gif. You have been warned.]