Post by Tristan Carter on May 14, 2018 19:58:30 GMT -7
For everything wrong with the Academy - including but not limited to how practically none of the staff were old enough to hold an actual teaching position, the relative lack of actual teaching going on in a place called an "academy", nobody having any clue what the long term effects of their actions might be yet being constantly encouraged to act, and the rules being little more than enforced excuses to have mages fight each other, just to name a few - it did have a few solid benefits, like being a place where findings about the nature of magic could be easily discovered and shared. And then it had to go and screw that up by putting some of those discoveries behind a locked door and saying it was off limits to students.
Tristan did not approve, obviously. He didn't really have high hopes about the decision making skills of his fellow mages, but he did have high hopes that an understanding of their abilities could improve said decision making skills. Maybe finding out that they were picked at random to receive the benefits of a multiversal cosmic event would help mages see that they really weren't any better than the rest of humanity. Or learning that they were chosen by whatever deity would impress upon them the importance of benevolence and protecting the weak or something. Or whatever it really was. He doubted he'd be finding the answer to that particular question any time soon, but that didn't mean he shouldn't learn what he could, when he could.
Locked doors weren't a problem for the mage, and concerns about breaking the rules even less so. If anyone caught him snooping, he had plenty of options. Fight, flight, or lie, essentially, or maybe even a combination of any of the above. He didn't know and thought that was kind of exciting. One thing that could be said about being confronted by another mage was that it wasn't likely to be dull. Of course, even if it were to be, it would be worth it. If he could get his hands on a bit of information that could be shared with the mage collective, almost anything would be worthwhile. He hated to admit it, but anything that benefited mages was likely to indirectly benefit the whole of the multiverse. And even if the information he found wasn't useful to magekind, he could probably find a way to personally benefit from knowing it.
That was why a handful of normal, humanoid constructs were scouring the halls of the restricted area after curfew, with him “meditating” in a dark corner hopefully out of the way of prying eyes. He didn't really know what he should be looking for - he doubted there'd be a door with a giant neon sign practically screaming “super secret stash of super secret secrets” - and nothing was really catching his interest like useful information probably should. That said, he imagined it was only a matter of time. Either he'd stumble into a room with interesting materials within, or he'd find a member of the staff guarding a room with particularly interesting intel. Probably.
INCURSION: Search the Restricted Area for information to either share with the mages or to use for personal gain.
Tristan did not approve, obviously. He didn't really have high hopes about the decision making skills of his fellow mages, but he did have high hopes that an understanding of their abilities could improve said decision making skills. Maybe finding out that they were picked at random to receive the benefits of a multiversal cosmic event would help mages see that they really weren't any better than the rest of humanity. Or learning that they were chosen by whatever deity would impress upon them the importance of benevolence and protecting the weak or something. Or whatever it really was. He doubted he'd be finding the answer to that particular question any time soon, but that didn't mean he shouldn't learn what he could, when he could.
Locked doors weren't a problem for the mage, and concerns about breaking the rules even less so. If anyone caught him snooping, he had plenty of options. Fight, flight, or lie, essentially, or maybe even a combination of any of the above. He didn't know and thought that was kind of exciting. One thing that could be said about being confronted by another mage was that it wasn't likely to be dull. Of course, even if it were to be, it would be worth it. If he could get his hands on a bit of information that could be shared with the mage collective, almost anything would be worthwhile. He hated to admit it, but anything that benefited mages was likely to indirectly benefit the whole of the multiverse. And even if the information he found wasn't useful to magekind, he could probably find a way to personally benefit from knowing it.
That was why a handful of normal, humanoid constructs were scouring the halls of the restricted area after curfew, with him “meditating” in a dark corner hopefully out of the way of prying eyes. He didn't really know what he should be looking for - he doubted there'd be a door with a giant neon sign practically screaming “super secret stash of super secret secrets” - and nothing was really catching his interest like useful information probably should. That said, he imagined it was only a matter of time. Either he'd stumble into a room with interesting materials within, or he'd find a member of the staff guarding a room with particularly interesting intel. Probably.
INCURSION: Search the Restricted Area for information to either share with the mages or to use for personal gain.