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Title: Bartholomew's Guild
***Kelsie has just touched the scroll of destiny. She has a very vivid vision which she suspects has something to do with her future. Mr. Wolff is pleased to see this happen, pleased because he now
knows that she has the same power as Bartimus Bartholomew, the founder of the guild and her great x5 grandfather.
“Now. Who can tell me the simple physiological difference between us and the common garden werewolf?” boomed Harding, looking around the large classroom and watching for a hand. A boy Maury knew to be Daniel reluctantly raised two fingers into the air. “Can you, Crawley?” inquired Harding.
Daniel gulped, standing up. Maury could see his hands shaking with fear. “Go on, lad.” said Harding genially.
“Well, uh…sir…um…werewolves must…must change into the animal that portrays their character…which is always some form of a wolf, you know, after they’ve been bitten…” Professor Harding nodded, motioning for him to go on. Daniel gulped again. “We can choose when and if we metamorphisize into the animal that portrays our character.” Said Daniel.
“Precisely! Very good, Crawley. Very good. Now, as you all know—I am here to teach you how to control your powers, how to tame the beasts all of you have within you. So, we’ll start with the basics of your powers.” Harding clapped his hands together. “As Mr. Crawley stated very clearly, we are of what is called metamorphilogical tenantcies. I, as an adult, can only metamorphisize into a single portrayal of character. However, children have multiple portrayals. These portrayals are not selected by the child, but symbolizes the soul of the being which that certain portrayal pertains to. As you grow older, you will find the portrayals differ less and less. Upon reaching the age of fifteen, there will come a time when you take on only one portrayal—that portrayal symbolizes your individual character. And this—“ he reached into his shirt and pulled out a gleaming white stone on a necklace and held it up for everyone to see. “contains that earth-shattering power.”
There were ‘ooo’s and ‘ahhh’s from the children. “Upon turning fifteen, you will all also receive the Oath of Purity, a blessing enchantment upon it that makes the stones you are wearing now your life companion.” Harding put it back on his robes, arranging his small circular spectacles on his nose.
A girl called Victoria raised her hand. “Yes, Ms. Boise.” Answered Harding, nodding in her direction.
“Sir, what is your portrayal of character?” she asked. Mumbles of interest began bubbling through the room.
“Alright, I can see you are all very interested.” He smiled and began swiftly walking down the aisle. It was very quick, yet the children saw him metamorphisize into a rather large (maybe about three feet tall) and intelligent looking barn owl. The owl was a dark brown speckled with white. It had black spectacle marks around its eyes, giving the impression that the animal was very studious character. Just like Professor Harding…thought Maury. The Barn owl soared gracefully over the students, hooting once or twice.
***Kelsie has just touched the scroll of destiny. She has a very vivid vision which she suspects has something to do with her future. Mr. Wolff is pleased to see this happen, pleased because he now
knows that she has the same power as Bartimus Bartholomew, the founder of the guild and her great x5 grandfather.
“Now. Who can tell me the simple physiological difference between us and the common garden werewolf?” boomed Harding, looking around the large classroom and watching for a hand. A boy Maury knew to be Daniel reluctantly raised two fingers into the air. “Can you, Crawley?” inquired Harding.
Daniel gulped, standing up. Maury could see his hands shaking with fear. “Go on, lad.” said Harding genially.
“Well, uh…sir…um…werewolves must…must change into the animal that portrays their character…which is always some form of a wolf, you know, after they’ve been bitten…” Professor Harding nodded, motioning for him to go on. Daniel gulped again. “We can choose when and if we metamorphisize into the animal that portrays our character.” Said Daniel.
“Precisely! Very good, Crawley. Very good. Now, as you all know—I am here to teach you how to control your powers, how to tame the beasts all of you have within you. So, we’ll start with the basics of your powers.” Harding clapped his hands together. “As Mr. Crawley stated very clearly, we are of what is called metamorphilogical tenantcies. I, as an adult, can only metamorphisize into a single portrayal of character. However, children have multiple portrayals. These portrayals are not selected by the child, but symbolizes the soul of the being which that certain portrayal pertains to. As you grow older, you will find the portrayals differ less and less. Upon reaching the age of fifteen, there will come a time when you take on only one portrayal—that portrayal symbolizes your individual character. And this—“ he reached into his shirt and pulled out a gleaming white stone on a necklace and held it up for everyone to see. “contains that earth-shattering power.”
There were ‘ooo’s and ‘ahhh’s from the children. “Upon turning fifteen, you will all also receive the Oath of Purity, a blessing enchantment upon it that makes the stones you are wearing now your life companion.” Harding put it back on his robes, arranging his small circular spectacles on his nose.
A girl called Victoria raised her hand. “Yes, Ms. Boise.” Answered Harding, nodding in her direction.
“Sir, what is your portrayal of character?” she asked. Mumbles of interest began bubbling through the room.
“Alright, I can see you are all very interested.” He smiled and began swiftly walking down the aisle. It was very quick, yet the children saw him metamorphisize into a rather large (maybe about three feet tall) and intelligent looking barn owl. The owl was a dark brown speckled with white. It had black spectacle marks around its eyes, giving the impression that the animal was very studious character. Just like Professor Harding…thought Maury. The Barn owl soared gracefully over the students, hooting once or twice.