as written by Calcos
Outside the crumbling, decaying walls of the Gothic edifice, they set to work in the early morning light. There was a bit of a chill on the wind, but it bothered them not as their heavy suits of armor kept them from the temperatures outside. Hammering away at loose floorboards, ripping down broken siding and lathering fresh coats of paint where it was needed most, the Slayers of the Ardelean Society did their part to spruce the university up.
A man in a billowing purple duster looked over them, a medium-sized China cup of hot tea in his right hand. Thaddeus Cael Ardelean acted as somewhat of a foreman, overseeing the reconstruction of his great-great grandfather's university, making sure the Slayers here did their jobs correctly. It was an hour and a half before he would begin his lecture to a group of eager-to-learn students.
The Society was a small band, harboring some forty members; five Hunters, twenty Slayers, five Alchemists and ten healers...and that was on top of the fifty-student roster.
Alas, Thaddeus had sought to pick up the Society's legacy, to rebuild and thrive once more. Over the years, they had progressively made steps in assisting Lutetia City, by promoting scientific advancements and through philanthropic pursuits.
And of course, by hunting down any unruly and hostile supernatural entities that lurk in the shadows unchecked.
Outside the crumbling, decaying walls of the Gothic edifice, they set to work in the early morning light. There was a bit of a chill on the wind, but it bothered them not as their heavy suits of armor kept them from the temperatures outside. Hammering away at loose floorboards, ripping down broken siding and lathering fresh coats of paint where it was needed most, the Slayers of the Ardelean Society did their part to spruce the university up.
A man in a billowing purple duster looked over them, a medium-sized China cup of hot tea in his right hand. Thaddeus Cael Ardelean acted as somewhat of a foreman, overseeing the reconstruction of his great-great grandfather's university, making sure the Slayers here did their jobs correctly. It was an hour and a half before he would begin his lecture to a group of eager-to-learn students.
The Society was a small band, harboring some forty members; five Hunters, twenty Slayers, five Alchemists and ten healers...and that was on top of the fifty-student roster.
Alas, Thaddeus had sought to pick up the Society's legacy, to rebuild and thrive once more. Over the years, they had progressively made steps in assisting Lutetia City, by promoting scientific advancements and through philanthropic pursuits.
And of course, by hunting down any unruly and hostile supernatural entities that lurk in the shadows unchecked.
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