Update 13
Dan is one of the people whose mouth doesn't open in suprise. The invisible hands trick doesn't elict any reaction from him.
For the cannibalism accusation he does react, even if it's not directed to him. Not to defend the greenskin, no. Little strife here and there keeps boredom away. "I take you haven't heard the tale?"
"A tale? Why would I immerse myself in children's literature?" he chorts.
Nabul sits down on a wooden stool made from natural wood that didn't seem to be there anymore, and begins stroking the cat on his lap.
Going for broke as far as exoticness is concerned, Murble opts to sit at Table 3.
"Greetings! Murble Moobroot. And you all are?"
Table 3, say hello.
You get a closer look at the broad-shouldered figure, and see under the hood... a pair of mandibles? You notice that the sleeves of the cloak are also closed. The figure keeps quiet, although the others greet you in response. The short girl leaps up onto the desk and reaches for your hand:
"Honoka Asimathin!"The armored figure raises a gauntlet.
"I am Mirroken," says a hollow voice from within.
The young man, hesitant to extend his hand, merely smiles.
"Aquarius, of Altarium. Pleased to make your acquaintance."The professor begins.
"Life is the inner fire that runs inside all plants and animals. It distinguishes living matter from ordinary matter, and some say it is the gift of the gods; others still say that the gods came down to destroy the world, and yet they saw life and all the wonders of nature, and so decided to spare the world from the coming wrath."She then goes on to describe the Kahigan: how every human soul is able to project a 'shadow' of sorts into this world (Ka-higan means 'shadow' [of the] 'soul'), how the modern alphabet was developed based on the shapes of those shadows observed by sages of the past, and what the concept of human restoration has to do with anything.
"All lifeforms have what you could call genetics, that is, the definition of what it is to be that kind of lifeform. These definitions manifest as a substance similar to the Kahigan, but tucked away deep inside the soul. The most general form of restoration is thus: returning a body that has been fractured and pulled away from this ideal blueprint to its rightful form."Christine stands and bows
You pay your respects, but murmurs begin to spread amongst the crowd. You get the impression of concern. Most are asking why the Princess would wear a garment so clearly magical in nature?
The princess speaks:
"I have received permission from my father," she begins, as the air grows silent,
"To learn the mystic arts myself. I hope I will be well-received amongst the ranks of commoners, as I am in doing so forfeiting my right to inherit the throne."You hear the student to your right, a middle-aged woman wearing a sleeveless variant of the default uniform, exclaiming by whisper to her neighbor: that many other nations will see her as a witch in the royal family, and that it will hurt trade relations.
"This education shall be conducted in secret," adds the princess.
"And if it is discovered by the general populace that a Princess of Folstag is studying the magical arts, it shall be known that this class is responsible and guilty of treason."Demivh raised his hand to make a pass at the answer.
"Hmm, I'm guessing either the townsfolk decided to throw an endless amount of magical parties that drove them into bankruptcy, or more likely mages ended up destroying the town one way or another.
"I applaud your sheer imagination, but please, magicians are never strapped for cash. It is quite a profitable career choice.
But indeed, the true downfall of Carazhan does fall under purview of the latter.""Sorry for interrupting," interrupts the student. "But are you implying the expulsion of my mother is justified?"
"Perhaps it was.""She did nothing wrong!"
"It would be considered an injustice to allow one privileged member of society to wield such power while denying it to the masses.""Do you think no noble should take up arms and defend his holdings? That no guard should stand for his king?"
"Arms are purchaseable, and any trustworthy man can become a guard. Why do you believe Folstag is divided into separate wards for commonfolk and for magicians?""T-that's completely--"
"Enough!" shouts a blue-haired noblewoman.
"You raise your voice at a superior?""Let him."The woman seems flabbergasted.
"What?""Such is the spirit of discourse. Do not think I exist only to correct. You are all students because you have the potential to think for yourselves, whatever the power balance. I brought up this example because many esteemed voices raise the same point as this man: If the nobility and rulership of a state are born to power, is that not also an injustice? Why do nations take such strict stances against magicianship while the nobility gets a free pass?
What say others?" he asks, turning to address the whole class.
Ash:Fire, Time or Fire, Shadow.
Bone:Life, Time
Tar:Life, Earth, Time
Steam:Fire, Water
You are asked to perform the experiments yourselves, so you take a flask for yourself and begin mixing. The Fire sample itself is a little crystal in a sealed plastic tube. When removed from the tube it bursts into flame, so you use the tongs to set it inside the flask, where it eventually snuffs itself out and fades.
Next, you remove the Time sample. It looks like a fine white sand that you scoop with a special tool. It doesn't seem all that dangerous, but a warning attached to the sand vial says
DO NOT TOUCH OR INHALE.
Popping the flask open, you notice the fire burning again. You then pour the sand in through the top, plug the hole, and observe what happens: the crystal sizzles and superheats the sand to a dazzingly bright glow. Eventually, it simmers down into a more controlled reaction that glows as a mote of solid white. You notice the radius of the samples has shrunk dramatically.