Unlike many of my kindred, this spiderfish abomination doesn't like scary movies.

I was just thinking about people and their pets. The wealthier one becomes, the easier it is to have a pet that's simply a companion rather than a working animal. SD is growing quite wealthy, and it's citizens along with it. It only makes sense that we would want to cater to the burgeoning pet care market.

It would also go hand in hand with what will surely be a booming Familiar care and pampering market in years to come.
Healing is universal. They can get most problems handled in the Hall of Healing with everything else handled by trained Menagerie staff.
 
Given Vees involvement, the important role of animals in business activities and the fact that healing spells are not specicist, I would wager that the House of Healing is qlso doing veterinary work.
Healing is universal. They can get most problems handled in the Hall of Healing with everything else handled by trained Menagerie staff.
I can see it now...

In one room of the Healing Hall, a woman gives birth to her first child, while rest door in the adjacent room, an Istaheq mare is giving birth to a new colt, with Vee matter-of-factly going back and forth between them, speaking to both mothers, assuring them that all will be well.

Now that's just begging for a MirrorVision dramatization!
 
I can see it now...

In one room of the Healing Hall, a woman gives birth to her first child, while rest door in the adjacent room, an Istaheq mare is giving birth to a new colt, with Vee matter-of-factly going back and forth between them, speaking to both mothers, assuring them that all will be well.

Now that's just begging for a MirrorVision dramatization!
Vee's Anatomy?
 
I can see it now...

In one room of the Healing Hall, a woman gives birth to her first child, while rest door in the adjacent room, an Istaheq mare is giving birth to a new colt, with Vee matter-of-factly going back and forth between them, speaking to both mothers, assuring them that all will be well.

Now that's just begging for a MirrorVision dramatization!

The mare's birth would be over in like 15 minutes. Four legged prey animals evolved to give birth fast. The filly would have slid out and be prancing in the time it takes for the human mom to dilate. Could be funny.

[X] Goldfish
 
The mare's birth would be over in like 15 minutes. Four legged prey animals evolved to give birth fast. The filly would have slid out and be prancing in the time it takes for the human mom to dilate. Could be funny.

[X] Goldfish
Vee: "I've delivered four foals and a calf in the time it took you so far. Either you start pressing as if you mean it or I'll get my glove and pull it out."
 
The mare's birth would be over in like 15 minutes. Four legged prey animals evolved to give birth fast. The filly would have slid out and be prancing in the time it takes for the human mom to dilate. Could be funny.

[X] Goldfish
Providing an opportunity for the new Istaheq mother to try to provide helpful commentary to the struggling human mother to be in the next room.

Comedy ensues.
 
Something I forgot to point out in the latest Vee bit, but it fits oh-so-well that Vee is talking with an ancient, wise dragon (turtle) while everyone else is busy staring at the half-naked dancing water-woman.
 
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Providing an opportunity for the new Istaheq mother to try to provide helpful commentary to the struggling human mother to be in the next room.

Comedy ensues.

"Spine Crusher, if you say "it's only a wee fleshy thing" one more time! That's RELATIVE to the mass of the individual!"

"Taera, I told you to gain more muscle before having calves!"

"WE DON'T WORK LIKE THAT!"

*snort grumble* "Well, you should!"

"Someone get her out of here!"

"Madame, we tried! She kept threatening to crush our spines!"

"IT'S IN HER NAME!"
 
"Spine Crusher, if you say "it's only a wee fleshy thing" one more time! That's RELATIVE to the mass of the individual!"

"Taera, I told you to gain more muscle before having calves!"

"WE DON'T WORK LIKE THAT!"

*snort grumble* "Well, you should!"

"Someone get her out of here!"

"Madame, we tried! She kept threatening to crush our spines!"

"IT'S IN HER NAME!"
This has to happen!

What other MirrorVision shows can we have?

1) We need something glorifying the Lawmen and Inquisition. Law & Order expy!

2) We need something to make the Legion seem awesome for all the young men looking to do something with their lives. GI Joe expy!

3) Scholarium education and membership should be encouraged. Hmm, this is a tough one; what's a good magic school book series or anime we could rip off? Harry Potter doesn't count.

Etc.
 
3) Scholarium education and membership should be encouraged. Hmm, this is a tough one; what's a good magic school book series or anime we could rip off? Harry Potter doesn't count.

Fate Stay Night is an interesting anime. Though you would have to focus more on the Clocktower than on Emiya. Black Colver is out as it encourages the adventurer lifestyle...maybe a slice of life anime but with magic?
 
"The task of a Lawman is usually either discrete investigation or deescalation of conflicts," the mage lord motions to the seven-foot-tall pillar of skulls mortared together in the center of the village. "I think most of them would be ill-suited to the task."
Friendly reminder that Malarys is absolutely awesome. That understatement... Perfection.
He's probably British, deep down.
 
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Fate Stay Night is an interesting anime. Though you would have to focus more on the Clocktower than on Emiya. Black Colver is out as it encourages the adventurer lifestyle...maybe a slice of life anime but with magic?
@Goldfish
It would be amusing if, in an attempt to show people the wonders and glories of magic, you end up with a production crew left with a single cue: "Observe Scholarum life and try to make it exciting."

And they make a show about cut-throat politics and magical intrigues more popular than the Planetosi equivalent to The Wire also being made.
 
> Sees people suggesting Fate Stay Night and Harry Potter as things to emulate


People, why can't we make our own things? Or at least copy shows that aren't downright terrible?

For example, I would fight for a translation of H2G2. It works regardless of cultural context: just replace the words "science" by "magic", "planet" by "plane" and "earth" by "Braavos" and suddenly it fits in the setting!
We could even twist the setting a little and sneak in some real lessons about the Planes again.
 
Interlude CDXXXII: Powers of a New Age
Powers of a New Age

Twenty-Ninth Day of the Eighth Month 293 AC

There were some points you couldn't make in a letter, some truths that ink and paper could not tell, so Valaena Velaryon had asked a favor of Tyene, Lady Sandviper she was now by the King's will. Her father now stood beside her, shifting uneasily beneath his glamour as though expecting the magic to suddenly fail and some fellow spectator to point to him dramatically. Or maybe he is uneasy about me, the girl thought, though she pushed it aside. He had been proud when she had shown off Dawnfyre, even when she had explained, as much as she could at least, the substance of her studies at the Scholarum. The team fights were not that different than a traditional melee at the end of the day, only limited in scope so the spectators near and far could actually see something beyond flying dust and flaying limbs.

The serpentfolk team slithered onto the sands with the cold majesty of bygone power gleaming again in the sun, like some ancient fresco made animate—the sorcerer-priest garbed in the robes of his god, the Guardian Naga gleaming gold as a dragon's hoard, and the pale mage-lord with twin heads hissing in the breeze, tasting it for some scent only he could name.


"Two heads." Her father's voice sounded faint. "Is that unusual for his... er... kin?"

"Very, and it gives him a marked advantage in a mage duel," Valaena replied. "Each head can work a spell independent of the other, you see. Even beyond that, his knowledge of hex-craft is among the greatest I have ever seen. It has to be of course, living as he does among the timeworn spells of his ancestors. Much like a rotted roof-girder that might break and drop stones on one's head, failing magic can be deadly in ways the original enchanters cannot anticipate."

"And you know all this because you've been there." The words were less doubting than they had once been. The sight of a two headed snake-man and another giant snake with the head of a man put as much weight to the words as Valaena had hoped. Her father, no the Lord of High Tide, needed to understand this new world if House Velaryon was to prosper, and the other team had an even more important lesson to teach.

From the other end of the Circle four figures emerged—the silver haired huntress floating gracefully as an arrow on the breeze herself, the gentle healer smiling and waving to the crowd even as power sparked merrily in her eyes, the fire dancer garbed in crimson silk and arcane fire as she made her very entrance a performance, and last but not least the Fallen whose tale she would not tell her father, not now and perhaps not ever. It would feed too much into the stupid rumors about 'consorting with fiends,' and clearing that up is not why she had brought him to the Circle today.

"Those three are Lady Lya's arcanums. They jest that they are her daughters, but in truth they are closer to soul-sisters, wrought of her own blood and, hmm... I suppose you could say branching aspects of her soul. Common really isn't the best tongue to explain it, even as far as I can understand the process. In your letter you asked what 'another wizard' could bring to the King that he did not already possess. Well, it's easier to show than tell..."

Valaena was rather proud of the fact that her father did not try to interrupt her, nor did he try to refute her point out of hand before seeing the proof. He merely nodded, his eyes fixed upon the sands.

With the last call of the horns the serpents were swiftest to move, the Naga rising into the air on great wings akin to those of dragons, the priest casting a spell of warding, whose gestures Valaena could not read, upon the pale mage while he worked a deadly curse upon the air. From one hand a web of dark sorcery flowed, a curse echoing four times upon itself, but only the Fallen whom the curse had first struck and the flame dancer were tangled in its strands.

The second head was no lesser in peril as it sought to bind Mereth to stone, piercing her the wards of her nature with prescient sight, but the Fallen would not yield, arrows flying so swiftly the black shafts seemed to blur in her fingers. Once... twice, and by the barest hairsbreadth thrice the arrows struck, while together Mercy and Aradia ascended into the sky each working magic in their own manner.

Aradia's bow grew bright as an arc of moonlight in her hands, while Mercy cast cast an unraveling forth to strip the golden serpent of its wings and so it plummeted to earth, its coils missing Nuri by the merest margin as she threw herself between the priest and magelord, not near so graceful was she as when she had entered the Circle... but enough... enough for sword strokes, enough for blood.

For a moment forgetting her father beside her, Valaena was lost in the excitement of imagining a duel against the flame-born warrior. Win or lose, that would be a fight worth having.

Though wounded, the Naga was far from bested by the fall. Hissing and spitting poison, it fell upon Nuri, savaging her, while the priest of Yss called on the power of his god to heal the magelord who was the strongest among them. Alas for him that even cursed and wounded Nuri's blades were quick indeed as he struggled to avoid them, the spell sputtered and died.

Again Riz'Neth spoke, twin rays of blazing light emerging from his gullet to blind Mereth and Aradia both with their glare. Alas for him that blindness did not seem to bother either warrior much. Four more arrows sunk into the pale scales, and so the sorcerer fell.

The others were outmatched,
this Valaena knew for she had fought beside Svitran in the dark halls of his ancestors and she had seen the Naga battle Mereth. The battle lasted a few moments longer as the priest struggled to revive the fallen mage, but Mercy turned his spells back ere they could be fully cast. Soon he too crumbled under a hail of arrow-fire. The Naga lasted a little longer, time enough to bring Nuri to her knees to force the Fury to draw her sword, but soon enough the soul-forged sisters of the Queen-to-be were bowing to the crowd accepting the accolades for their triumph.

Lord Monford Velaryon applauded more reservedly as he nodded to his daughter, a spark of pride in his eyea. "I admit you have a keener eye for the truths of this new world than I, but then that has ever been the virtue of younger eyes."

OOC: For anyone wondering how Riz'Neth managed to cast Reached Chain Bestow Curse, he has Easy Metamagic and Arcane Thesis. Also, I know I used his picture before but I thought a visual reminder of what Monford was seeing was in order for full effect.
 
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