Tag: #Coronateaching

Missing Coins and Danger Markets

by thecelticmyst

‘Twas a happy day this week when the pittance of a bonus that the academy doth give its witches and wizards arrived. Alas, ’tis quite the pittance compared to what I used to get from the school in the swamps of this land. ‘Tis about a tithe. Yet it was enough to go to the Market for food with. Then just yesterday an owl did arrive from the Department of the Resources of Humans, Elves, and Other Magical Creatures. Forsooth, they didst forget to pay the king and vizier before they gave us our pittance of silver. Thus, they declared that the king and vizier would be paid out of our fortnight stipend. ‘Tis a great tragedy, for that is the stipend payment I pay to the warlord who owns mine hovel.

As I did browse the wares at the Market, it was great to see how many were masked as to not spread the plague that still lays siege to the land. Yet, as time didst move, a trio were spotted without their plague masks. They didst flout courtesy, caring not if they didst infect others. ‘Twas sad to see. ‘Tis always the same type, too. They of certain complexion and dress. Many among that type are great in hubris and low in compassion. I didst my best to keep a safe distance from those Plague Bringers.

In the meantime, there ’tis still no word from the academy as to what the semester next shall look like, but the king’s aids are crying that we do return physically there. This doth lead to arguments over precautions and lunches. Hopefully, answers will be forthcoming soon.

Hexed Demoness

by thecelticmyst

Verily, the mandatory spell training scheduled for the months of summer is no more. After we didst meet through our scrying mirrors, to discuss the training, the headmasters were not happy. When they met to discuss how the plague will affect the next semester at the school, they decided that the training ‘twould not be mandatory. Forsooth, the witch who was conducting the training showed signs that she was a demoness in disguise. I didst wonder if any would attempt to hex her, but though that we were too professional.

Forsooth, one of my fellow witches or wizards didst indeed hex her. Officially, the training was cancelled ‘due to unforseen circumstances’. ‘Tis obvious that the demoness didst indeed get hexed. She didst have it coming, wanting to give a grade for an audit style class. As the headmasters did not pay out coin to the king, there were no certifications available for the class, yet she didst want to give grades and threatened witches with zeros if they dare be late on their assignments. A hexing was the only answer.

Meanwhile, the people are still battling the King’s Guards; fighting back against the abuses that they doth heap upon them. It has caused the guards to grow even more abusive, yet the people doth stand strong. I pray to our gods that the people will continue to stand.

Chaos in the Kingdom

by thecelticmyst

‘Tis a dark time in the kingdom where I dwell. There continues to be a plague upon the land. The royal vizier has begun to allow merchants and artisans to return to their routines, yet the plague hath not departed. Forsooth, ’tis still better to stay in our hovels

Nor ’tis this the only concern for those who dwell in this kingdom. For the marches of pitchforks and torches is touching the entire kingdom, as is the plague. The Vizier who doth rule over the demesne where I live hath declared that the institutes of learning shall open up in the fall. ‘Tis not the fall here, but August upon which they doth reopen. Verily, I didst receive an owl from the headmaster that the Faculty of Educational Witches shall meet upon the morrow to discuss what this shall look like. He hath been frank that our break of summer shall be cut quite short, as we shall be in training for the upcoming year. I was planning to watch lectures from the University of the Yale during this time, but that shall not be. Nor shall the many projects of chainmaille which I had planned. Forsooth, it doth bruise the heart.

Yet, all is not news of ill from the kingdom, at least not from my hovel. For just today, I didst receive an owl from a friend I had not heard from in months. And today, the name ‘Darla’ shall be praised. Just the week past, I received an owl from Natalie bearing news of her wonderful self and my handsome nephews. Thus, I shall survive this time of chaos and death.