Greetings. I am not sure what this site is. And I am not sure how my students have gotten access to it considering the magical restrictions on the grounds of St. Churnleys. Either way, I will mostly be using this "blog" to keep a watchful eye on them.
My name is Ranjit Singh, I'm the Hexmaster(like Headmaster but curse-specific) of St. Churnley's School for Cursed Boys and my Curse is one that is both powerful and allows for me to have more general magical abilities. While this account is mainly for supervision, I am open to you asking me questions and talking to me.
Kevin feels something wrong with the area, but Edgar is running out of time. If they could talk to Edgar- gently obviously- they could find its weaknesses. Looking around doesn’t ease him but it seems peaceful…
Roland heals small cuts and bruises littering Edgar, but the few, deeper gashes on his face are stagnant. All major wounds are unaffected, Roland can’t do everything after all. But is that all it is?
Monty’s fear comes true, he immediately drops Edgar after lifting him. Horror creeps up Monty’s spine, when Edgar is waken from the impact of a sharp rock hitting his head and curls in on himself. Monty, kneeling down, reaches out and Edgar flinches, roughly. Edgar’s own sudden movement hurts the boy even more and Edgar freezes. Too afraid to move and too exhausted to tremble… When was the last time Edgar ate or drank something? It’s been a week.
Singh sees the mess behind him and immediately knows: this is dangerous. He can’t stroll around the plagueround with it attacking students. Mr. Allan is gravely injured most likely, the chance getting larger by the minute.
And at the same time Singh felt trapped, like if he were to take one more step toward the edge of the plagueround it would be over. Something was ready for the first mistake to be made, and Singh didn’t know the boundaries. But more importantly he hated endangering students… more than he already has today.
The blue lantern flickers… then burns brighter than Singh has ever seen. That was probably a good sign…
Kevin, looking around, instantly turns back to the others when he hears the thud of Edgar falling back to the ground.
"What happened?! Wait, nevermind, he fell. Obviously."
Seeing Edgar in pain, Kevin wished the food here weren't as... alive. At his old school, he'd always have a granola bar readily available if he or his friends (before the incident, of course) had skipped a meal.
"Okay, Roland, you were able to carry Ben, do you think you can get Edgar yourself?"
When Edgar flinches away from him, Monty quickly stands back up and stumbles back, mumbling apologies and staring at minor amount of blood from Edgar hitting his head on his hands. He's breathing too quick, and trying to get as far away from Edgar as possible while still remaining in the clearing. Claws appear and retract as he tries to hide them and wipe off the blood, but it does nothing to hide his panic or the injury he caused.
"Edgar I'm so sorry- I shouldn't be here- I'm so sorry- I can't- I hurt- I should go- control- I'm so sorry-"
Singh focuses his power into manipulating the flame of the lantern to attempt to create a barrier around Edgar and potentially Roland. He then moves to Monty's side, holding the lantern above their heads.
"Mr Finch. Remember what Sarge has taught you. You're doing fine."
He's hoping that this will be enough to get them home. He can't fail, not with them.
(Mod: I think I’m just going to put the reblogs here each time but if it’s annoying tell me please!)
*The three boys reach their hands through the lighting and it coils away from their touch, giving them space.
With no energy to cry, Edgar lets out a dry sob. He lifts his head, making eye contact with all of them in turn. But Edgar doesn’t show any sign of hearing his friends’ caring words. His head collapses heavily on the ground (the mutterings in the wind are becoming louder but no more discernible than before).
Edgar takes a shallow breath and exhales with the words faintly stumbling out and Kevin hears him say:*
“make it st-stop. d-d-don’t wan-want. it h-h-hurt”
((The last reblogs before this post are above for context/because it’s been so long))
*Kevin ducks under the Hexmaster’s arm and makes eye contact with the teacher. Singh sees the words Kevin wants to say to persuade him in his eyes, the tired man lets him go, and follows after the 11 year old. -After all, he did wrongly give them detention and led to the events of Mr. Allan very nearly dying and his familiar actually dying. The four boys had no reason to trust him, god he needed to make it up to them after this.-
Kevin runs up to stand next to Monty and Singh comes behind them.
Monty throws the pebble at the lighting and it passes through with ease. It hits Edgar on his foot, he turns and it is clear Edgar is a wreck. Tear stained face, cracked glasses, dirtied cuts on his face and clothes torn and ripped. The worst part was his eyes though. His pupils looked huge, Monty could only see deep brown and black, the whites were gone. And Edgar looked at Monty like the second he looked away he would break into a million pieces. Edgar reached out his left arm, the other stuff at his side, clearly injured, and tried to stand and rush towards his friends. But he collapsed after one step. He seemed relieved at Monty’s words but didn’t say anything.
Singh simply stands back and allows the boys to reunite. He does, however, keep his lantern hanging above them to keep the swirling mists at bay...and whatever else awaits there.
Look I imagine Singh to be, like, very high levelled so hes mostly here incase shit hits the fan lol
Good evening Hexmaster! I was wondering, since that one spell you used was gujarati... how many languages do you speak? Kya aap hindi ya punjabi samajhte hain?
Hello there,
Ha karata hu! Aur poochhane ke lie dhanyavaad. (Yes I do! And thanks for asking.)
A figure such as myself has to learn more than just the three principlee on which the school is built, you see. Currently, I am learning Gaelic to better communicate with the students who speak that.
(Moderators note I do not speak gujarati, hindi or punjabi I had to get google translate for this sorry if its inaccurate or incorrect I am but a humble Australian)
*As your party pushes forward, the wind picks up. It’s getting harsher and louder. You think you might be able to hear a voice on the wind. Squinting ahead, tears stinging your eyes, you see him. Edgar, surrounded by a blue… something. It might be wind? It’s circling around Edgar like a predator would. Edgar is hunched over on the ground not facing you. The gusts of wind over power any words that you say. The only way to save Edgar is to get closer.
What do you do?*
((a lil smt to visualize the scene better and I was bored))
Hexmaster Singh steps in front of the boys, holding out his lantern to dispel any extra fog. He was going to put himself in front of his students to keep him safe...no matter what it would take.
We must keep a watch on all the boys, hasn't one of them run out into the plagueround?
Silly child
Hello to you too,
It's being handled. I and a select few students will be venturing out to go and retrieve this soul before they become lost. You do not need to know any more details than that.
Montgomery, now that I have managed to get a marginally clear answer out of Edgar I'm going to need your help.
If he has gone out into The Plagueround, would you and the rest of your...motley crew be willing to accompany me in bringing him back?
@hexmaster-singh
Yes, Hexmaster.
@bardic-inspiration-go and @priestofthedawn I think we need to find Edgar now. He’s in danger and in the Plagueround and there’s something trying to control and threaten him.
((also tagging @imcrowlessnow bc this is going to be a complicated reblog chain with 5 people so we need to figure out how to do that-))
Thats what I like to see, Boys. I'll mostly be here for guidance and back-up as I think I won't be able to properly get to his core like you will. Just remember to steady yourselves and know your limits. We can do this.
My first roleplay on Tumblr and its going like this...incredible!!
Yes we can. Apologies for not responding sooner as I was mulling over your friends location.
I've picked up a magical signature not too dissimilar from The Anthracite which could be a sign for your friend...or their captor. It's not the exact same but its of similar strength.
The trek would take a full day, which means you would miss out on your classes. However, it won't be used against you and will be turned into extra credit. As long as you're ready, we can leave at dawn.
The signal was eastward. It is beyond the beacons, however, with me at your side you should be safer than you have been in recent days. Remember: stay close to the light and stay close to each other.
We must keep a watch on all the boys, hasn't one of them run out into the plagueround?
Silly child
Hello to you too,
It's being handled. I and a select few students will be venturing out to go and retrieve this soul before they become lost. You do not need to know any more details than that.
Is St Churnley's in hell? Can I send letters to the outside world?
-@bardic-inspiration-go
Hello Kevin,
St. Churnley's is adjacent to Hell. The beings actually in Hell, believe it or not, are much worse than the Hellpincers and other blights upon this land.
And yes, you can send letters. Mail Day is next week where everyone sends their letters via me briefly stepping out to deliver them to the post and then the results will turn up roughly a week after that.
Montgomery, now that I have managed to get a marginally clear answer out of Edgar I'm going to need your help.
If he has gone out into The Plagueround, would you and the rest of your...motley crew be willing to accompany me in bringing him back?
@hexmaster-singh
Yes, Hexmaster.
@bardic-inspiration-go and @priestofthedawn I think we need to find Edgar now. He’s in danger and in the Plagueround and there’s something trying to control and threaten him.
((also tagging @imcrowlessnow bc this is going to be a complicated reblog chain with 5 people so we need to figure out how to do that-))
Thats what I like to see, Boys. I'll mostly be here for guidance and back-up as I think I won't be able to properly get to his core like you will. Just remember to steady yourselves and know your limits. We can do this.
My first roleplay on Tumblr and its going like this...incredible!!
Yes we can. Apologies for not responding sooner as I was mulling over your friends location.
I've picked up a magical signature not too dissimilar from The Anthracite which could be a sign for your friend...or their captor. It's not the exact same but its of similar strength.
The trek would take a full day, which means you would miss out on your classes. However, it won't be used against you and will be turned into extra credit. As long as you're ready, we can leave at dawn.
Also as a side note, @cursed-wolf-boy I apologise for calling you Montgomery when your name is Montague. I am running on about 2 hours of sleep and 17 energy drinks.
Mod apology i was eepy while responding to that lol
Montgomery, now that I have managed to get a marginally clear answer out of Edgar I'm going to need your help.
If he has gone out into The Plagueround, would you and the rest of your...motley crew be willing to accompany me in bringing him back?
@hexmaster-singh
Yes, Hexmaster.
@bardic-inspiration-go and @priestofthedawn I think we need to find Edgar now. He’s in danger and in the Plagueround and there’s something trying to control and threaten him.
((also tagging @imcrowlessnow bc this is going to be a complicated reblog chain with 5 people so we need to figure out how to do that-))
Thats what I like to see, Boys. I'll mostly be here for guidance and back-up as I think I won't be able to properly get to his core like you will. Just remember to steady yourselves and know your limits. We can do this.
My first roleplay on Tumblr and its going like this...incredible!!
Don’t! I’m sorry. It will only make things worse for everyone. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry. Please don’t. Keep them safe. I’m sorry. Sorry. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.
Okay. I definitely won't intervene and plan something with your friends then. I'll only talk to Mr Kelly to set you up with an appointment in the future. There's no need to be sorry, again. You did amazing, youre going through a lot, its okay to be feeling these feelings.
