Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29458028-20150330130148/@comment-24696651-20150405081112

(That sounds... Ominous.)

Hannibal was practicing in the training rooms. The Archmage had determined that Hannibal had to practise the new branch of magic the College had discovered. Unfortunately, Hands was currently in the "manic" side of manic depressive. That made concentrating difficult. He swore as he failed to cast a spell, and, getting annoyed, burnt it to a crisp with his Fire Tendril. He walked outside and into the hall, where the Eye of Magnus was. He got near to it, trying to siphon off its energy.

"You shouldn't do that," Mirabelle said as she approached him. "It's dangerous."

"Frankly, I don't care," Hannibal replied. As he finished drawing power from the Eye, he cast one of the new spells, and was suprised when he actually succeeded. A beam of energy erupted from his hand, melting some of the masonry, and he quickly stopped the spell.

"That is quite impressive," Mirabelle conceded, "but you have to do it without taking power from the Eye."

"How about this," Hannibal muttered, casting another beam of energy, but this time a lot weaker.

"Rubbish."

Hannibal sighed and casted a Sonic Blast at Mirabelle, annoyed. She yelped and fell to the ground in an undignified heap. He went down to the library.

"Do you have any books on the Ebony Blade?" he asked the librarian, Ulag.