Magical Bestiary | Tuesday, period 2

[nuclear_snide]

"Right. So," Bob started. "Quite a few of these classes have dealt with how to determine what a magical being wants. What to do and not to do when dealing with them. But what do you do if there is no dealing with them? If what they want is you, dead. Or if they simply want to go from here to there, and you're in their way and they'll kill you regardless?"

He shrugged. "Not everything magical is intelligent, after all. So, since you all seem to love the more practical demonstrations," or keep trying to chase them down and tame them, "I thought we'd do that again."

He gestured, and the Danger Shop was suddenly a city, and at the end of the block were a wave of zombies.

In the distance were some large stomping noises. "That'll be the giants," Bob explained.

The shriek something overhead punctuated his words. "Not sure what that is," he added cheerfully. "We never did find out exactly. Enjoy!"

Sorry, students; your teacher has decided to be a little shit today.

Comments

Re: Run!

[not_every_mage]

If everybody else was fighting, Anders had enough pride to do the same. (He probably wouldn't have held back even in less violently inclined company, to tell the truth.)

He sent ice from his staff, noting with satisfaction the way the zombies froze to be shattered by the next blow. A giant swung toward him with one enormous hand, and he sent it off with a quick burst of fire before diving for cover.

He kept glancing up to the skies as he fought. He still wanted to know what the screeches were.

Re: Run!

[nuclear_snide]

Ice was good! An admirable choice. Bob approved.

Did Anders really want to know what those screeches were? Here came one - a whirlwind of noise and movement and a vague hint of claws.