Insane Academy

((But that requires effffoooooort!))

((Tough.))

((Oooookay, but I'm not going to kill her off until I make my new character, kay? And if you have any imput Mighty Shadebeast, it would be greatly appreciated.))

((Did he just try to sass my well earned title?))

((No, not sass, use, and I apologize if that is the way it came off.))

((I fought long and hard for that title!))

((*Pat, pat.* Yes, yes, I know.))

((I fought in a horde, in bars, started a religious war in the name of myself, and outdrank three gods.))

((*Slow clap.*))

((That's right. I have the liver scars to prove it.))

((*Swoons.* You're my hero!))

((STOP SWOONING, YA PANSY!))
Loup blinks precisely one time, apparently seeing something no one else did, before shrugging, not seeming to care one way or the other about the silly girl's life.
"We have one more stop to make before we arrive. When our guest comes aboard, please keep all drool sealed within your mouth, and refrain from touching him, as he is my Blood Brother, and I would have to do something very messy with you if he asked."
With that, Loup briskly walks back to the forward area, and causes the ship to take off at rather excessive speed.

(())

((Fear my new avvy))

((Where'd you find that? It looks almost like it's drawn in pencil. (Personal opinion: I think drawings like that look cooler drawn in pencil.)))

((I have people everywhere.))

Saronda mutters something about not drooling, and Meelan just smiles.

The ship speeds quickly through space, seeming to move faster than before. Before anyone expects it, the ship gently touches down, nice and smooth. Anyone looking out one of the windows would be dizzy, as their eyes show an after image of space through which they can see an icy land, the sun rising gently over the mountains, setting the world around them ablaze with beautiful colors of various shades and hues. Outside, a commotion can be seen, as a large group, much like an army moves towards the ship, following a tall figure whose details cannot be seen as the sun rises behind him.

((Snaquapus, it's your go.))

The dark figure approaches, and waits a polite distance away.

Zorvan runs up to examine this large group of people, with his usual careless manner, suddenly leaking chaos like a sieve.

Loup steps out, catching the chaos and throwing it into vials.
"Is that you, you old bastard?" Loup asks in a VERY ancient form of the Elven tongue.

Zorvan perks his pointy ears up, paying attention to the conversation.

"Of course! Who else?" the figure replies, a grin on his face. He speaks the same Elven language.

The figure laughs, spreading his arms wide for hugs. "And it is good to see you as well, Brother."

Zorvan's ears remain perked, as he spreads a bit of chaos through all of the other beings gathered around.

Loup picks him up in a manly hug, grinning at the slightly taller Shiva.
"Try not to destroy the poor people, Zorvan. They have no choice in following Shiva."

Zorvan laughs. "Destruction is too easy. A touch of madness on the other hand..." It's obvious that Zorvan has really come into his power, at least a portion of it, as he leaks power profusely, but seems to have no real limit. The leak also seems to be boosting his magic, feeding into itself. Chaos magic. It's messed up.

Shiva laughs. "Every where I go, an entourage awaits me! Now, who are your friends?" Shiva looks over each of them, smiling what can be called an actual smile. Like, a real freaking smile, the kind you almost never see.