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Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day

Whoever worked the weather magic around here had done an excellent job to make sure things were nice outside for all the new (and old) residents of Fandom. It was warm and sunny, but not so humid that people would melt. There was plenty of ~~moddable~~ food and drinks, places to sit in the shade, and more than enough nametags to go around. It was time to celebrate the start of the summer!

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Only now did Tara deign to grace the island with her now awake presence with a remarkably large yawn and a stretch of her front legs and then wings before finding a tree to settle in to keep an eye on her foolish wizard.

Which was why Gale was lingering near said tree with a plate of food, "My apologies, it appears they are fresh out of beholder jerky for you," he teased.

Was it teasing? It was hard to say if you, by chance, happened to actually know what a beholder was.

"Oh, now that's a marvelous creature," Charlie breathed. "I'm not sure I've ever seen anything like it - her? him? them?- before."

"Tara is a tressym," Gale filled in oh so helpfully because Tara was too busy grooming her paws and being annoyed at the lack of food options for a carnivore in need. "A wonderful creature, indeed."

"Neat!" Charlie said. "Not that I know what one of those is besides apparently awesome. Oh, Charlie Gale, nice to meet you."

She offered the hand not currently holding an overflowing and should be tipping food on the ground plate.

"What a coincidence, I am also named Gale," he replied, taking the offered hand to shake. "They are a magical race of creatures, you see. Prone to finding a wizard or sorcerer to bond with as a familiar should they find them worthy of their attention."

"You're a Gale?" Charlie said with some awe. "And I've never met you before? You must be from another branch of the family."

She looked him over appraisingly, and appreciatively - this was Charlie after all - but he was undoubtedly well outside her age break, alas. "Maybe another time, too. But maybe your Aunties know mine."

"Well, my first name is Gale at least," he replied. "A Dekarios by virtue of my esteemed mother."

But a lovely coincidence of the naming convention!

"Ah," Charlie said. "That's a shame. I thought for a moment we could be long lost cousins. Which is not to say anything against the Dekarios part of your heritage, of course."

Gale's all went by Gale regardless of their parent.

"I'm guessing you're a magical being of some sort yourself?"

"Oh ho ho ho, I am no stranger to the weave, but I can hardly claim such a thing as a wizard." Did he look like a sorcerer? No! He had to go to school for this!

"The weave?" Charlie cast a quick glance at his hair. "Not sure what that is. But you mean you don't do magic? Or use charms?"

"Ah, magic," Gale replied, catching onto the nomenclature not being the same here at least, pulling up the start of a spell to glow in his hand for demonstration. "The weave is simply what we call it as the process of channeling can be compared to funneling the power through a loom of spells and sigils."

"Oh, okay," Charlie said, "That's cool and I get that. We mostly sketch charms."

She drew a quick charm to change her hair color to a literally flaming red, the back to her purple again.

"Or, you know, I can do it with my guitar or a whistled tune. Guitar gives better control though. Don't have to worry about breath support or a swallowed bug or anything."

"Ah, that we would attribute to the talents of a bard back home," Gale replied. And Gale didn't multiclass into that, sadly. Even though he'd be a great college of eloquence one.

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"I can't imagine that would be good at all," Liliana drawled, getting to know what beholders were due to the increasing crossovers between their respective IPs. There were now two beholders with cards, even! "Certainly not befitting for such a magnificent creature as you're speaking to."

Look, sometimes you just do lil' crossovers for funsies. At least it wasn't Dead by Daylight or anything. Gods help everyone with that mimic, though.

"Oh, it is, in fact, her favorite treat," Gale replied. "Aside from a pigeon."

Which she devoured most voraciously after hunting them like the perfect predator she clearly was.

A little crossover. As a treat.

Liliana laughed, "Well, what a fine introduction this is. I've barely said hello and have already managed to insult the lady's taste in snacks."

She would, however, agree most wholeheartedly with the plan to hunt down as many pigeons as possible - though she meant the jumped-up versions that Serra had seen fit to plague the Multiverse with.

"My manners must have gone a-wandering," she added. "Welcome to the island. I'm Liliana Vess, a pleasure I'm sure." She extended her hand to Gale, even if at least half of the introduction had been directed to the most perfect creature in the tree.

"Gale of Waterdeep," he replied, taking her hand for an enthusiastic shake. "And my most esteemed companion up there is Tara. She's quite cross with the lack of options, but we'll find her something far better from my personal stores, I'm sure."

Tara flicked her tail back and forth and sniffed haughtily. Because she was a cat in all by name about these things. And less than prone to speaking in front of people she did not yet know.

And Liliana would never expect her to. She might be - okay, was incredibly arrogant, but even she knew her place when it came to cats and cat-adjacent creatures.

No, Ajani, not you. Sit down.

"What a lovely companion you have, though I'm afraid I cannot place her creature type," Liliana said. "And what is it that you did in Waterdeep, Gale? A professor there as well?"

"She is, in fact, a tressym. Which aren't exactly thick on the ground in most places," Gale said in a teasing little tone that had Tara giving him a prim look of 'Really, Mr. Dekarios?' before continuing on to answer her question. "No, no. Though my pursuits lean toward the scholarly, I am an Archmage."

Who wore an earring with the symbol of Mystra in it. But as to his status as a chosen... well, that was a matter of gossip back home.

"Oh?" For the first time, Gale held the entirety of Liliana's attention, violet eyes taking him in in a new light. "How delightful. Do you have a preferred discipline?"

And look at them not even fighting over the signature color of purple! Yet.

"Ah! The subjects I will instructing," he said with all due enthusiasm. "I will admit my talents lean mostly toward illusion, but I am no slouch in evocation or abjuration. Might I inquire after your inclinations?"

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It would give them something to fight about when they weren't fighting about magical theory.

"I'm a necromancer, darling," Liliana said. He'd also likely clock her as a conjurer, considering so much of her skillset involved summoning creatures to fight for her when she wasn't just raising them up from the ground, but that was one of those places where their magic differed. "I also used to be a cleric in a healing order, but we all dabble with ridiculous things when we're children, don't we?"

So many things to fight about. Probably involving proper citation in papers and then who was more of a hack, the dracolich or Volo. It was Volo. The answer was Volo.

"I once considered being a cleric," he admitted, just really making his relationship with Mystra that much weirder. "But alas, my talents lay elsewhere."

In fireballs.

"A necromancer though. Not a magic I have dabbled in, personally. But, to each their own."

But then they could also drink together while she regaled him with the tales of fuckery that was Urza! Just. So much fuckery.

"And I certainly have made it my own," Liliana agreed with a smile. "So now do tell me, darling, what makes an Archmage from - Watersdeep, you said? - decide to come teach school on a tiny island on this charming yet fairly unknown plane?"

"Well, is the lure of the unknown and pursuit of knowledge not enough of an answer?" he said with a grin.

Because let him get settled in before he dumbed his whole ex situation on you, Liliana! Unless she had suggestions for getting back in Mystra's good graces. Because that was totally on the agenda.

Right?