((While it is unfortunate that you leave, Rockstar, know that you will always be welcome here, and always can we explain the previous happenings. Regardless, know that you will always be welcome here.

Now, Shadeslayer, we are all waiting for you to control Wallace whom our characters are currently reporting to. Please, do so.))

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Wallace eyed the students, taking in the information.
"Wha' happened to 'im?" the man asked, pointing to Max.

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((May I join?))

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"Kissme21" wrote:

((May I join?))

Sure, just make a form first

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 Name:Lisa. Izina Anderson Age: (14-18 ) 16 Looks:   Personality:Hard worker ,never stops until she gets perfection, She never cheats to win even when she wants too. Bio: She came from a broken home. her parents were too "busy" to take care of her and her sister. She doesn't know where her sister is to this day. Her parents died in a raid to her village. She of course was thankful

 Skills or Talents:Healer She can heal just about anything. Clothes: (All students wear a white tunic with a blue collar and cuffs) Weapon of Choice: (Must be medieval, a broadsword or crossbow, for example.# Sword

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"Uh, suh-teacher Wallace..." Tyrann nervousely spoke, looking up at the teacher "Max here took a bad beating from some brutes in the slums while we tried to gather information. I think we did get said information, but... uh, I think Raiso will be better at explaining, I will take Max to the hospice now."

Nodding, more to himself than to anyone else, Tyrann walked over to Max and attempted to guide him towards the medical wing of the academy.

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kissme, I will need you to detail the method by which Lisa heals things.

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Her hands. She has one for life and one for death.

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"Kissme21" wrote:

Her hands. She has one for life and one for death.

That's... no. In this particular setting, player characters don't get magic, and as I rule I never accept any sort of insta death stuff anyways.

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Well...I'm not quite sure what i can use.

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