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[OPEN] A Waterless Shadow Made Light
WHO: Ancient Crew and You
WHAT: Scouting the School
WHERE: Akadaemia Anyder, located on the far side of the lake
WHEN: Following Elidibus's network post found here
WARNINGS: TBD!
SUMMARY: The Ancients have assembled in what used to be the gardens outside Akadaemia Anyder to run a check of the institution and make sure that no dangerous creatures yet roam her halls. Others are welcome to join one (or more) of the teams to see the school secured - but don't wander too far. Who knows what else may be lurking inside...
"In a quiet corner of Amaurot stands an unremarkable entrance to a most remarkable institution─the Akadaemia Anyder. Within its hallowed halls, the star's ancient overseers toil to perfect the godlike art of creation magicks, their research and experiments bringing into existence myriad forms of fantastical life. Yet even if these creations be naught but reflections of reality─mere phantasms woven from aether─the techniques which engender such miracles are a source of undeniable power. Step now across the threshold, and behold the glories of a civilization lost to the ages."
Looming shoulders above the surrounding treeline, a stately building now stands proud at the far side of the lake, composed of one larger tower and several connecting wings on either side - or at least, that's what is visible from a distance. As one approaches this relic from eras past, one can truly appreciate the details which went into her design: myriad arched stained glass windows (now dim), curious stone ornamentations that seem to glow from within, and fan-shaped wall sconces illuminating colossal doors beset with intricate geometric patterns in gleaming gold and bronze. As one stares up, one can make out at least five stories and what appears to be a smaller structure perched upon one roof. But if these tiers represent only five floors, then why are they so enormous?
Indeed, closer and closer she seems to rise upon her haunches and then upon her toes until you, dear offworlder, are but the size of a child's plaything by comparison. The walkways, too, seem to expand, opening at last upon what was once a magnificent multi-level garden lined with streetlamps and raised flower beds. One can easily imagine that this space was once a perfect location for picnic lunches and lounging outside to study in the shade of the jacaranda trees, but for now, the courtyard remains woefully empty and serenely still.
Mitron. Magister of nautical affairs and surveyor of aquatic creations. Is it, then, any surprise that the Ichthyology department opens up upon a sweeping lecture hall surrounding by vast glass tanks? These once housed all manner of aquatic life, from the popular shark specimens of the time to smaller fishes, and other creatures such as anemones and corals. As one continues down the sloping aisles, there are glimpses of smaller holding tanks, much of these with visible cracks, as if something once broke free of them. Continuing further, one can spy a large round platform surrounded by what was once a large pool or holding tank. Pipes, valves, and a number of pumps line the walls. If one were to investigate further, there just might be a way to divert fresh or salt water into the tank. A worthwhile venture, surely, considering the scorching conditions outdoors.
Halmarut. Cultivator of botanical and mycological creations. The air within these halls is perhaps clearer than it has ever been, free as it is of the spores and pollen which used to fill every corner in a dense yellow haze. The humidity, however, has not much changed. Simply put, this hall is a greenhouse, and every wall is made up of ornate glass panes to let in as much light as possible. This labyrinthine area is lined with shelves where all manner of plant and fungal life once grew, interspersed with planters and indoor beds which once held bioluminescent ferns, ornamental trees, rafflesia, and morbols (affectionately known as the "land octopus").
Lahabrea. Authority on creation principles and phantomology. For an institution which prides itself in the teaching of creation magicks, these may well be the most hallowed halls of them all - and certainly the most respected. And yet, there is something "off" about the phantomlogy department. The light dims - not just for ambience, but because many of the lights themselves appear to be broken. Overturned shelves and benches can be spotted here and there, as if some upset occurred that has yet to be tidied up. While there are no live creatures or arcane entities to be seen as of yet, there are a number of evenly spaced pedestals which once displayed intricate stone sculptures of some of the Word's finest creations. While many are missing, several remain, including a majestic pegasus rearing back with its broad wings outstretched, and something...else which appears to be a large ring or halo.
Eventually one emerges onto the rooftop garden. Where once all who came here might behold a sprawling view of a once-magnificent metropolis, now the view is far more quaint: treetops, the glittering surface of the lake, and the nearby cottages and fields of Town. Certainly not an unsatisfactory lookout at all. Much like the hall within, the garden is home to spiral pedestals, occasional benches, and sculpture bases. Only one sculpture remains here, and it is perhaps the most curious one of all. The shape is that of an indistinct humanoid male. The ring from before appears again, framing a featureless face. His arms cross over his chest and protruding from his back are two large horn-shaped appendages which might be interpreted as wings.
Of course, the academy doesn't stop there. There are auditoriums and halls which once set the stage for lively debates and less lively discussions of order and the collective will. There is also a theatre with its own stage which once cultivated the performing arts. Elsewhere is a gymnasion for training in athletics and the martial arts, and of course there are other creations which need not be forgotten: terrestrial life, inventions and architecture, medicines. There are halls devoted to studying far-distant phenomena beyond the boundary of the heavens and another to look within that ceaseless, eternal sea - all the better to understand the source of all souls upon the star. Though the rooms and passages remain sparsely furnished - only offering hints at what they were before, it cannot be denied that they are brimming with potential.
WHAT: Scouting the School
WHERE: Akadaemia Anyder, located on the far side of the lake
WHEN: Following Elidibus's network post found here
WARNINGS: TBD!
SUMMARY: The Ancients have assembled in what used to be the gardens outside Akadaemia Anyder to run a check of the institution and make sure that no dangerous creatures yet roam her halls. Others are welcome to join one (or more) of the teams to see the school secured - but don't wander too far. Who knows what else may be lurking inside...
Akadaemia Anyder
"In a quiet corner of Amaurot stands an unremarkable entrance to a most remarkable institution─the Akadaemia Anyder. Within its hallowed halls, the star's ancient overseers toil to perfect the godlike art of creation magicks, their research and experiments bringing into existence myriad forms of fantastical life. Yet even if these creations be naught but reflections of reality─mere phantasms woven from aether─the techniques which engender such miracles are a source of undeniable power. Step now across the threshold, and behold the glories of a civilization lost to the ages."
Looming shoulders above the surrounding treeline, a stately building now stands proud at the far side of the lake, composed of one larger tower and several connecting wings on either side - or at least, that's what is visible from a distance. As one approaches this relic from eras past, one can truly appreciate the details which went into her design: myriad arched stained glass windows (now dim), curious stone ornamentations that seem to glow from within, and fan-shaped wall sconces illuminating colossal doors beset with intricate geometric patterns in gleaming gold and bronze. As one stares up, one can make out at least five stories and what appears to be a smaller structure perched upon one roof. But if these tiers represent only five floors, then why are they so enormous?
Indeed, closer and closer she seems to rise upon her haunches and then upon her toes until you, dear offworlder, are but the size of a child's plaything by comparison. The walkways, too, seem to expand, opening at last upon what was once a magnificent multi-level garden lined with streetlamps and raised flower beds. One can easily imagine that this space was once a perfect location for picnic lunches and lounging outside to study in the shade of the jacaranda trees, but for now, the courtyard remains woefully empty and serenely still.
Words of Mitron
Mitron. Magister of nautical affairs and surveyor of aquatic creations. Is it, then, any surprise that the Ichthyology department opens up upon a sweeping lecture hall surrounding by vast glass tanks? These once housed all manner of aquatic life, from the popular shark specimens of the time to smaller fishes, and other creatures such as anemones and corals. As one continues down the sloping aisles, there are glimpses of smaller holding tanks, much of these with visible cracks, as if something once broke free of them. Continuing further, one can spy a large round platform surrounded by what was once a large pool or holding tank. Pipes, valves, and a number of pumps line the walls. If one were to investigate further, there just might be a way to divert fresh or salt water into the tank. A worthwhile venture, surely, considering the scorching conditions outdoors.
Words of Halmarut
Halmarut. Cultivator of botanical and mycological creations. The air within these halls is perhaps clearer than it has ever been, free as it is of the spores and pollen which used to fill every corner in a dense yellow haze. The humidity, however, has not much changed. Simply put, this hall is a greenhouse, and every wall is made up of ornate glass panes to let in as much light as possible. This labyrinthine area is lined with shelves where all manner of plant and fungal life once grew, interspersed with planters and indoor beds which once held bioluminescent ferns, ornamental trees, rafflesia, and morbols (affectionately known as the "land octopus").
Words of Lahabrea
Lahabrea. Authority on creation principles and phantomology. For an institution which prides itself in the teaching of creation magicks, these may well be the most hallowed halls of them all - and certainly the most respected. And yet, there is something "off" about the phantomlogy department. The light dims - not just for ambience, but because many of the lights themselves appear to be broken. Overturned shelves and benches can be spotted here and there, as if some upset occurred that has yet to be tidied up. While there are no live creatures or arcane entities to be seen as of yet, there are a number of evenly spaced pedestals which once displayed intricate stone sculptures of some of the Word's finest creations. While many are missing, several remain, including a majestic pegasus rearing back with its broad wings outstretched, and something...else which appears to be a large ring or halo.
Rooftop Garden
Eventually one emerges onto the rooftop garden. Where once all who came here might behold a sprawling view of a once-magnificent metropolis, now the view is far more quaint: treetops, the glittering surface of the lake, and the nearby cottages and fields of Town. Certainly not an unsatisfactory lookout at all. Much like the hall within, the garden is home to spiral pedestals, occasional benches, and sculpture bases. Only one sculpture remains here, and it is perhaps the most curious one of all. The shape is that of an indistinct humanoid male. The ring from before appears again, framing a featureless face. His arms cross over his chest and protruding from his back are two large horn-shaped appendages which might be interpreted as wings.
And Beyond
Of course, the academy doesn't stop there. There are auditoriums and halls which once set the stage for lively debates and less lively discussions of order and the collective will. There is also a theatre with its own stage which once cultivated the performing arts. Elsewhere is a gymnasion for training in athletics and the martial arts, and of course there are other creations which need not be forgotten: terrestrial life, inventions and architecture, medicines. There are halls devoted to studying far-distant phenomena beyond the boundary of the heavens and another to look within that ceaseless, eternal sea - all the better to understand the source of all souls upon the star. Though the rooms and passages remain sparsely furnished - only offering hints at what they were before, it cannot be denied that they are brimming with potential.