Training The Newbs | Job | Evelyn Godfray

She had never been one for teaching others. Infact, she prefered to be the one sitting back and falling asleep to the sound of her teacher's voice, rather than to be the one standing up front and being entirely ignored. Someone who composed their utmost effort into staying invisible, or getting others to hate her, really could not help in this situation. As a child of a God, even though she looked like a human, she stood out. There was a divinely air about her, and she knew that the moment she had sauntered into the classroom, that all eyes were on her. A cluster of curious and excited youngsters that were seemingly content with learning the basics of magic. Something that would take awhile to explain, as, the concept and many ideas of this well-known ability could be used in so many vast ways. Her mind could wander endless lengths just thinking about where it had came from in this first place. Even her own Father, and additionally the rest of the Gods, had no idea where "The One Magic" truly took its place. It was like looking for a needle in a sack of hay. One that had not yet been found even after so many thousands and millions of years. To her, she maybe guessed, that this assembly of "The One Magic" was never meant to be found in the first place. It had been there before the Gods had created this world and rest of them, it was the only source of light in the mass of space's darkness. Askr smiled at her thought, a single hand resting underneath her chin as she peered at the empty black-board. Scare leavings of chalk dust was smeared onto the certain radius of the wall, and the smell of it made her nose twitch in the urge to let out a sneeze.

But, she held it back. She pinched the brim of her nose, let out a sigh, and faced the restless students with a genuine expression of determination. The upper section of her long hair was tied back and away from her face, while the rest spanned all the way to the calves of her slender legs. She was wearing the dress she usually wore - a somewhat well-mannered black and white outfit that was loose against the lower-half of her body, and tight on the other. There to seemed to be a sense of youth in her appearance. And although these humans had no clue as to how old she truly was. They seemed intrigued over the assumption that she may of been younger than them. Regardless, that was the least of her worries. What really snagged her mind was how to start this off. She wanted to explain this as well as she could to them, as it seemed not even their own seniors could fathom enough knowledge together, to teach the new recruits. But, after enough thought, she moved towards the black-board again, and wrote boldly across the radius of the writing-wall, "Ethernano." as what she wrote, she said, placing the piece of chalk down onto her one-day desk before turning to the younglings again, "It dwells inside all living organisms and throughout the atmosphere, and has been a term to describe Magic particles. Something we cannot see. Nobody knows when Magic came to exist or how Ethernano originated, but, to utilize Magic, you must use it's power to truly succeed." she paused, walking to the front of her desk to lean back slightly.

"Ethernano is your only source of magical power. If it is taken from you, Magic will no longer exist.. Every Mage, also, has a limit to their source of magical power. A "container" inside their bodies, if you'd like to call it.. This determines how much magical power you have, although that case may be full, once you've used to much, and the case is empty, you cannot do so much after that. Although! As I mentioned before, Ethernano is in the atmosphere, and therefore, it will return itself to your body, and give you fuel to your magic after awhile." a soft smile traced her lips, and she lowered her head briefly, pushing back a fallen strand behind her ear, "Remember, Ethernano may be useful, but in areas where it is to concentrated can be extremely dangerous. It can cause serious damage to your body, sometimes life-threatening." she took the route behind her desk again, and placed her hands onto the worn wooden texture, "There are a few classifications you should know about Magic as-well. Such as, Caster Magic, which is expelled from your own body rather than with a weapon or item." sudden a static of black electricity submerged over the table and almost to the front row students, some of them falling off of their own chairs, "Like that." she smirked, continuing, "Holder Magic is just as it sounds. This magic requires an external source of magical power for use. Like a mythical sword for example. It may be all powerful, but, without the use of your own Ethernano, it is utterly useless.. Ancient Spell is not very common, and I would assure you not to get to involved with stuff like that, as this type of Magic is quite dangerous in some cases. It is somewhat tied to Lost Magic, as these two types are formerly ancient now. Lost Magic is also how it sounds. It's been obliterated from history, but, from time to time you can catch users who do use a rare and no longer well-known Magic." after awhile of talking, she comprehended she had been rambling longer than expected, and lifted her imaginary watch up before grabbing her cloak. "I hope you got the jist of it guys. Have fun, newbies!" with the wave of her hand, she left the classroom without another word.