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>>2583887
>gain a better understanding of your powers beyond ‘channel magic’ and ‘hitting things really hard’.
>needing a better understanding of your powers beyond ‘channel magic’ and ‘hitting things really hard’.
>not just casting Fist at everything
We are the worst Muscle Wizard ever.

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You arrive at the Imperial capitol of Vermilla after a half-day long airship flight. The city is vast and possesses high walls near it's northern-most side, where the home of the royal family is located. The whole place sparkles like a jewel in the light of the setting sun.

You disembark alongside the rest of your fellow passengers and stretch your limbs to shake off the fatigue of a long flight.

It’s been a while since you set foot in the capital. The last time you were here was roughly four years ago, on your seventeenth birthday.

You note that not much has changed; a few stores have changed hands and the trees look much smaller than you remember, but everything else remains roughly the same as you saw it. The nearby marketplace still bustles with activity, the dockhands unload cargo with their cranes and levitation spells, children play in the streets, and the bird chirp in the sky overhead.

You pull out your invitation letter and look over the details. There should be a welcoming party here to greet new arrivals, visible by the academy banner they’ll be waving over their heads. So far, there doesn’t seem to be any group of people that fit the one described in the letter…

>Look for the welcoming party
>Explore for a little bit
>Find something to eat!

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>>2583905
>Look for the welcoming party
Let's go find some cute Mage College girls!

>>2583905
>Look for the welcoming party
It'd be rude to keep them waiting.

>>2583905
>Look for the welcoming party
I don't envy whoever tires to pickpocket this guy

...Which means you'll have to start looking for them.

You haul your belongings over your shoulder and crouch, gathering strength in your legs. In one great bound, you clear the surrounding buildings to land on the front-most edge of an airship's main blimp with nary a sound. There, you set your things down and sit.

You focus magic into your eyes and your vision sharpens, everything you coming to you in crystal clear detail. A slight flex of your magic enables your vision to zoom in and out, making everything easier to recognize without physically exerting yourself. The perks of magic are as many as they are amazing, to one who know what they're doing.

From your high perch, you start looking; scanning the airship port for anyone with the Imperial College insignia on their person or hauling an object with said insignia. The tedious process is time consuming, but a necessary undertaking.

Eventually you find them, nestled a fair distance from the airship docks and tucked around a corner. They are a small crowd in total, comprised mostly of young women and a handful of men, led by people dressed in the college uniforms.

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You grin and grab your things, gathering strength in your legs for another great bound.

You leap, sending the airship lurching downwards under the force your legs kicking, and soar through the skies like an enormous and heavily muscled bird. You fall like a meteorite and hit the ground hard enough to shake it, yet your remain unhurt.

You stand and put your hands on your waist as your fellow future students gape at your abrupt entrance.

"Greetings friends!" you bellow with a slight laugh. "I am Kurt Vander, Fist Wizard! It is a gre pleasure to meet you all on this fine evening!"

One of them musters a weak 'hello', which is good enough for you!

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"...Holy shit dude, what an entrance." one of the college clothed people breathe, clearly amazed. "Welcome to the capitol man. I'm Joshua Winchester, third semester student and your facilitator for tonight."

"A pleasure, sir Winchester." you stick out a hand and her takes it in a firm shake. You not how small his hand is compared to yours.

"Please, just Joshua's fine. No need for that formal crap." he grins back at you. "How was your flight over?"

"Long, tiring, and very unproductive." you grouse. "The flight staff wouldn't even let me work out on the craft! Can you believe that?"

"I'm sure they have very good reasons for not letting you pump form iron, big guy." he hands you a clipboard. "Jot your name down here real quick; wouldn't want to lose any of you when you're all still new here, right?"

You do so with a flourish of your hand and feel mana settle around your right wrist like a bangle, with tethers linking it to the clipboard. It must be enchanted with some sort of spell that lets whomever's holding it track the people whose names are on the clipboard. A useful item for the current situation you are in.

"And that's thirty-nine." Joshua murmurs. "We need one more and then we can head to the college for you guys' orientation."

"Whom are we missing?" you ask.

"It's a girl. Her name's Phillia..." he checks the clipboard. "Huh. Just Philia. No last name apparently. Her airship landed half an hour ago so she should've been here already..."

>Offer to go look for her
>Stay and chat with the other freshmen
>Talk to Joshua (about what?)

Huh. Apparently I was banned way back in January and it kicked up again now for some reason when it expired back in February.

Weird.

>>2584056
Stay and chat.

>>2584056
>Stay and chat with the other freshmen
Surprised you guys don't have a diviner here, 'case someone gets lost. This place is pretty overwhelming for anyone not used to it.

>>2584056
>Stay and chat with the other freshmen

>>2584056
>Offer to go look for her
Plot ho!

"Well, whatever she is doing, do hope she arrives her safe and sound." you rumble. "A young woman in the city after dark is a recipe for disaster. Perhaps we should send people out to find her?"

"We already did, but so far nobody's seen anything." Joshua sighs. "Should've brought a seer with us. Would've been easier to to find any lost freshies that way. I'll check in with the people we've already sent out to see if they've gotten anything. You can mingle with everyone here if you like to pass the time like that."

"I think I shall, thank you." you nod, approaching the crowd of your fellow freshmen. "Greetings fellows!"

You are mobbed almost immediately by a handful of over-eager youths, whose actions in turn draw more attention from the others. Soon enough, you are swarmed by at least a dozen curious youths asking questions faster than you can answer them.

Their inquiries are as you expected them to be; what magic style do you specialize in, what is your elemental affinity, where do you hail from, what do you think of the royal family, etc.

They are many varied, with all sorts of clothes and material embellishments that clearly show off their wealth and influence. But there is one particular person in the crowd of questioners who pulls your personal attention from the mob to them.

They do so by--

>Tugging at your arm
>Stabbing you with a sword
>Blasting you with a water ball
>Kicking you in the shin

>A/N: had shit to deal with srry

>>2584228
>Tugging at your arm

>>2584228
>water ball

>>2584228
>Trying(with some success) to remove one of your fingernails with a scalpel

>>2584228
>Blasting you with a water ball

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...The attack does little to harm you. In fact, you doubt it was meant to hurt at all. It does scare everyone around you and clear a path for a new speaker to saunter forward.

"Are you a Kinetomancer?"

You look the young woman over and feel something heavy settle in the back of your throat, just aching to be swallowed. She is of eastern descent, clad in the loosest robes you've ever seen and has a large curved sword on her back. Her eyes glow the deepest blue and her lips are full and luscious.

You wipe your face of the water she threw at you and give her your biggest grin.

"Of course, fair lady! But I personally prefer the name Fist Wizard. Most other names do not quite manage to encompass the full extent of a practitioner of this type of magic art."

"Hm-hmm~ Fist Wizard?" she saunters up to you and lays a hand on your chest. "Well, you certainly possess the physique for it..."

The lump at the back of your throat is demanding that you swallow it, but you do not. Fist Wizards do not yield to weakness, and showing it to someone (and a woman no less) is a gross violation of that belief! You will remain strong like a mountain, unmoving and indomitable in the face of this eastern witch's wiles!

She licks her lips and grins salaciously, pressing her front against yours.

Oh no! She's eroding your defenses!

>>2584288
We did not become a mighty fist wizard by being weak

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'Saki-chan, cut it. You're making a scene."

The temptress pouts and pulls away her generous assets to face the newcomer, a fellow woman in an equally loose kimono and an equally large sword on her person. She appears as the color opposite of the first woman, red where she is blue and fierce where she is playful.

Her red-eyed gaze flicks between you and the blue-clad temptress in apparent distaste, stepping forward and tugging the first woman back.

"I apologize for my sister. She is rude most of the time, but she doesn't know how to carry herself in a foreign land." the woman in red bows. "I'm Sachi Hasegawa and that is my sister Saki. We're transfer students from the Orient. I'm a Pyromancer while my sister is a Hyrdomancer."

"Mou, Sacchan! You shouldn't give out secrets like that willy-nilly you know!" the newly named Saki pouts, crossing her arms under her... ahem, assets."If you keep doing that, then there won't be a man who'd want to go out with you~"

"And you know mother and father would cut your allowance if you keep that up, right?" Sachi retorts.

"Oh, I'm sure there must be a few generous men willing to aid my financial troubles." Saki grins at the other young men in attendance, who surreptitiously grope their pants' back pockets.

"You mustn't take advantage of your parents' generosity, Miss Saki." you cross your arms, taking note on how the girls' eyes are drawn to the action. "They are working hard to support you in your endeavor to study abroad, so the least you can do is to spend that money wisely and not get involved with any potentially dangerous loan sharks."

"...Mhm, right." the young woman nods.

>When did they get here?
>How was their flight here?
>What is it like in the Orient?
>(To Sachi) Is her sister always so... like that?

>>2584312
>What is it like in the Orient?
We've heard stories of the legendary skills of Fist Wizards that hail from the Orient. It is our hope that we may come to learn such techniques ourselves.

>What is it like in the Orient?

>>2584312
>What is it like in the Orient?

>>2584312
>>What is it like in the Orient?
>>2584315
The flexing and posing abilities of the eastern Fist Masters are legendary.

>>2584312
>What is it like in the Orient?

>Cast Boner, ahegao red and blue waifu

"Pardon my curiosity" you ask the two sister. "But what is it like in the Orient? I have heard tales and many legends of the eastern masters and their famous arts, but you see so very little of it so far in the west."

"We'd be surprised if you did." Sachi nods. "The mystic masters back in the Orient are very secretive and picky on who they pass on their secrets to. Plenty of family secrets have died out because the master holding onto them wasn't able to find the apprentice in time before kicking the bucket." she shrugs. "Then again, these 'lost arts' are often found again and pioneered under a different name by a different family so it kind of balances each other out to an extent."

"It is a cycle." Saki nods. "Arts are born, refined, mastered, passed on, and die out, only to be reborn again under a different name."

"Wouldn't that cause tensions between two families that pioneer a magic style, though?" you furrow your brow. "If the masters in the east are as secretive as you claim, then that must have led to a lot of blood shed."

The sisters blink, glance at each other, and giggle. You feel your face heat up the slightest bit.

"What is so amusing?"

"We're sorry, it's just," Sachi waves off your concern. "A lot of people think that secrets are worth killing over."

"They are, make no mistake." Saki adds. "Some secrets are dangerous enough to be kept hidden. Things back in the Orient used to be as bloody as you described them, but ever since the current Emperor came into power, there has been a sharp decline in violence between families that possess similar magic styles."

"The Inheritance Laws really helped stabilize things, yeah." Sachi nods.

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"Inheritance Laws?"

"When the current Emperor of the Orient came to power, he established a series of laws that help mitigate the tendency for families possessing their own magic styles from starting feuds." Saki explains. "These laws outline potential solutions to problems and punishments to a family that refuses to comply. These punishments range from executions to the total cessation of the family's magic style."

"Considering the pride most magic-touched families have in the Orient, they'd sooner choose to die than to let their magic art disappear." Sachi point between her and her sister. 'It's how our family came to be. in the first place."

"Oh?" you quirk a brow. "How so?"

"Well~" Saki grins and hugs her sister. "My mother married Sacchan's dad a few mothers after my mom gave birth to me."

"So we're half-sisters." Sachi wrinkles her nose. "Let go."

"Nope." Saki giggles, nuzzling her sister's ear. "You're warm~"

"I've got a fire affinity, so I have to be warm." Sachi wriggles in her sibling's embrace, making very eye-catching things happen to their chests. "Let go already."

"Nu-uh. You're warm and I'm cold." Saki slants her gaze your way. "And someone likes the show."

>Agree
>Disagree
>Offer a hug

>>2584402
>Disagree
As long as we do not admit it, it didn't happen. True facts.

>>2584402
>Decline to comment
"Who am I to get in the way of sisterly love?"


>My mother married Sacchan's dad a few mothers after my mom gave birth to me.
>a few mothers after
I hope that should have been 'a few months', if only because I don't want to have to try to imagine the ludicrously complex family trees.

>>2584402
>Disagree
Cease this THOT behaviour

>>2584402
>Offer a hug
Hug them both. Pick them both up in a bone crushing hug. It's important to care for your family.

>>2584402
>Disagree
I think not THOT

>>2584402
>Offer a hug
Begin Muscle Wizard Technique 76/2-b.
>MAXIMUM HUGS

>>2584402
>>Offer a hug
We are now Alex Armstrong form Fullmetal Alchemist and no one can convince me otherwise.

>>2584402
>Disagree
We’re a chaste boy. For now.

The hot-blooded part of you urges to join in on the fun, to spread open your arms and let nature take its course.

But the rest of you tells you to look away from this indecent behaviour and remain like the mountain you are, stern and unyielding against all-comers beautiful or otherwise. You are a Fist Wizard, a man with a mind and body far greater than many others, and you refuse to fall to some lesser man's weakness.

So you politely clear your throat and look away.

"I do wonder where you obtain these speculations from, Miss Saki." you state. "Because I do not enjoy being the center of ill-gotten attention."

"Saki-chan, get off!" Sachi pulls away from her sibling's embrace. "Geez, what's gotten into you? You're not really this touchy-feely with me."

"Can't your onee-san show her love to her little imoutou when they're in a different land altogether?" Saki pleads, and you nearly think she's being truthful. "We're both alone in a strange new land with few familiar comforts. Which means we have to stick together, right?"

"That's just an excuse for you to start acting weird again." Sachi wraps her arms around herself. "I'm scared now because of you."

"Aw, c'mon Sacchan! It's just a little skinship!"

"Kurt, help me!" Sachi rushes to your side, seeking refuge from her sister's attempts at molestation. "Saki's gone insane!"

"Am not!" Saki rushed forward and tries to glomp Sachi. You put an arm forward and keep the two separate. "Mou, Kurt-kun!"

You laugh and play keep away with Saki and Sachi, using your superior reach and strength to keep the two girls separate.

You mind where your hands are placed however, making sure not to loosen the girls' garb further and make an unwanted fashion incident. The horsing around draws laughs from the other enrolees, who cheer you on from the sidelines. It gets to the point where you're force to literally hold both of them aloff with your arms around their midsections.

Eventually, the fascilitators come in and pry the girls apart as the missing girl is found and your group is on their way to the college proper. via enchanted carriage.

The ride there is mostly spent in excited chatter and sitting beside Joshua, where you spend your time answering more questions and accepting complements from the girls in keeping the Hasegawa sisters from getting out of hand. They also praise you managing to keep from devolving into your base male instincts, whatever that term might mean.

"I still can't believe you managed that." Joshua comments once the girls are satisfied with their complements and questions. "How'd you get two girls to talk to you at once? And one of the few from the Orient, no less?"

"Strange are the ways of a Fist Wizard." you nod at him. "Debate not how we can obtain such positive attention from the fairer sex. Simply accept it."

"Not arguing there, then." Joshua leans into his seat. "So, we're still a while from the academy. Anything you'd like to know about it before we get there?"

>Who runs the place?
>Any specifics on what they teach?
>How are the accommodations like?
>Where is it in relation to everything else?

>>2584495
>Any specifics on what they teach?

>>2584495
>Are there any other Fist Wizards?

>>2584495
>Any specifics on what they teach?

>>2584482
>How are the accommodations like?
Who cares about any of that other crap, we need ourselves a MINI-BAR and a king size bed if we're to get the ladies.

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>>2584495
>>Any specifics on what they teach?
Like special posing techniques?

>>2584477
>>2584481
I thought we were more like pic related.

>>2584522
...I am fine with this too.

>>2584495
>Any specifics on what they teach?
Also seconding >>2584500 we need more bros to hang out with. Or punch. Not much difference to us.

>>2584495
>Any specifics on what they teach?
>Are there any other Fist Wizards?
This is important.

>>2584526
>>2584527
Flamboyant pasta bro who pose
Fabulous froggy bro who flex
Hilarious bro who IS AFRAID.

>>2584527
Yeah, these two questions are most relevant.

>>2584522
I can support JoJo.
>>2584527
This is also important.

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>>2584528
Reminder that not all Fist Wizards have to be Jojo references. They can also be Hokuto no Ken references, Street Fighter references, generic Wuxia references - hell, there's even a bunch of magical girls that fight with their fists that could be Fist Wizards. Oh god the first female Fist Wizard we meet is going to get waifued so hard, isn't she?

>>2584522
I’d seen us as a younger Armstrong tbqh. Joseph or Johnathan wouldn’t be too bad though.

>>2584563
>Oh god the first female Fist Wizard we meet is going to get waifued so hard, isn't she?
Possibly!
But ONLY if she can rival us in a pose-off!

There WILL be a pose-off with the first Fist Wizard we meet, female or not mark my damn words.

>>2584563
I could go for a Zangief or Haggar look later on.

"There are a few things that I'm curious about." you state, turning to him. "What are the subjects that will be taught exactly? I understand the Imperial College caters to budding mages and scholars, but I would like a clear understanding of the things we will be learning."

"Right, the invitation letters didn't specify about that, did it?" Joshua nods. "Alright, well, the College is separated into two fields; mundane and magic. Mundane is where the scholars go to for study, with all the mundane subjects they entail. Advanced mathematics, biology, history, etcetera. Two thirds of the student body is made up of mundane students and there's strict rules about messing with them, just a heads up."

"Why would I do such a thing?" you recoil, aghast. "I am a Fist Wizard, not some two bit thug!"

"You'd be surprised how many people get big heads when they get magic." Joshua shakes his head. "We try our best to tell them that having magic doesn't make them better than everyone else, but some people are just that thickheaded."

Hm. It seems those people need to be taught a lesson.

"Anyway," Joshua continues. "The magic field is where mages go to study. There's only six classes; Mana Manipulation, Alchemy, Spellwork, Spell Theory, Beast Taming, and Divination. You get to specialize once you get to your third semester, and focus exclusively on three classes from there onwards."

"You said you are in your third semester earlier, right?" you tilt your head, curious. "What subjects will you be specializing in, if I may ask?"

"Divination, Spell Theory, and Spellwork." Joshua sticks out his chest. "I'm aiming for a spot as a security specialist in the Imperial Court."

>>2584563
I hope not

>>2584570
Of course, the only properly traditional way to greet another Fist Wizard is with our BEST FLEX!

>>2584573
>Beast Taming
A class on wrestling mighty beasts into submission? JOY! Other then that, mana manipulation and spell work sound like the only ones relevant to us, unless we intend to diversify our portfolio.

>>2584579
Mana Manipulation and Spell Theory. We get good at those and we can make our own spells!

"That is a high goal to aim for." you grin and pat his back. "I heard only the best of the best are even considered for such a position. best of luck to you then."

"Thanks." Joshua grins. Or tries to; it comes out as more of a grimace. "Man, you hit like a charging thunderboar. And that's when you're just playing around. Just how strong are you?"

"Not enough." you shake your head. "I do have another question, however."

"Yeah?"

"Are there any other Fist Wizards in the College besides myself? It would be terribly lonely if I were forced to train on my lonesome for the rest of my stay here." you sigh, preparing yourself for the worst. "I understand if there are no other Fist Wizards, but I cannot help but get my hopes up."

"Aw, you scared you make new friends?" Joshua rubs your arm.

"That, and I fear holding back too long may lead to me becoming rusty." you clench and unclench your hand, letting magic flow through the gaps between your fingers. "Unlike most magic styles, Fist Wizardry requires constant use to grow."

"R-Right." Joshua clear his throat and leafs through the clipboard. "Well, rest assure you won't be the only Kinetomancer in the College. There are two more besides you."

>>2584592
I’d figured Spell Work was more making and refining new spells and such, and Spell Theory was more the history and “Mathemantical” aspects of spell casting. I may be wrong though.

>>2584597
"...and as we speak, they are no doubt beating the shit out of each other, as they do every day."

>>2584570
>>2584576
Again, reminder that not every Fist Wizard is a Jojo's character. Or, put another way, not all of them are adherents of the School of Posing.

>>2584592
>>2584603
I'll be the first to admit that these classifications confuse me somewhat. But surely none of the schools in and of themselves would be 'make your own spells', given that Divination would have its own subset of spells and cantrips and yet is a class of its own?

>>2584610
Maybe Divination involves some specialized tools, like crystal balls or cards or rolling knuckle bones or all that jazz, who knows?

>>2584610
What kind of Fist Wizard doesn’t at least know how to flex stylishly? Their education would have to have been wholly insufficient for such a travesty to occur.

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"The first one is a freshman like you. He arrived by boat and is coming from a separate carriage caravan, one that picked up students at the naval pier. His name's Jotaro Joestar."

"Jotaro Joestar?" you roll the name on your tongue. "That name sounds eastern and western at once. Is he of a mixed heritage?"

"Yuppers. According to the info I got here, his father's from Orient but his mother is the current matriarch of the Joestar Family. Do you know them?"

"I'm afraid not. I am country born and peasant-raised, hailing deeper inland near the breadbaskets of the Empire. Very far from the seas and salty wind, but much closer to the fields and mountain." you shake your head. "But I have seen their influence, perhaps. Merchant caravans travelling through my hometown sometimes bring goods stamped with two Js."

"That's the Joestar Company logo, for sure. Those goods likely came through a port owned by the Joestars then." Joshua nods "They're a big name near the coasts. They have near-total control of the shipping lanes between the Vermilion Empire and the Orient." the young man pauses. "You think that has anything to do with him being half-Orient?"

"Perhaps, but I will not presume." you rumble. "What of the other Fist Wizard?"

>>2584597
Two more? Wondrous news! Do you know what they are like? Oh I cannot wait to meet two other like minds!

>>2584622
>One’s literally a Jojo
HA! Hahahahahaha!

>>2584628
I know right? You think the second will be Kenshiro?

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"She's a second semester student and adoptive daughter of the White Devil, Vivio Talhausser." Joshua looks at you and grins knowingly. "Yes, the very same White Devil. She has every bit of her power too, and is one hell of a sparring partner. Trust me, I have personal experience." he pulls up his shirt sleeve and you see a strange scar. It takes you a moment to recognizes it as a closed fist "I got volunteered as her partner once and I still have the scars to prove I lived."

"Gods above, the Devil's Daughter is here?" you whisper, feeling an old fire light up in your heart. "Haa..."

"Easy with the scary laughs man," Joshua cautions you. "You're big, we're all small, and not a lot of people like hearing scary laughs."

"I apologize, but it's just..." you breath in and try to reign in your battlelust. "I've heard stories of her from passing merchants. They say she is as every bit as terrifying as her mother."

"She is." Joshua nods. "And every bit as powerful, too." he looks at you. "Don't do it man."

"What?"

"I know that look in your eyes; you want to take her on. Fight her." he shakes his head. "A lot of guys thought the same way you do, and I'll tell you now that you can't take her. Kinetomancer or no, she's leagues above you and me."

"Hrrh," you grunt-rumble. "We'll see."

>>2584635
...This guy doesn't understand Fist Wizards as he thinks he does.
It's not about the win or the loss, it's about THE FIGHT ITSELF!

>>2584635
>The other one’s a strong attractive female our age.
Oh no.

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>>2584635
Of course we can't take her. We'll get absolutely destroyed, without question.

And that's /exactly/ why we /have/ to fight her. How do you expect to get stronger if you only fight opponents /weaker/ than you?

>>2584641
Yyyeesss, we'll get several bones broken, several scars and we. will. LOVE EVERY SECOND OF IT.

>>2584641
I’m sure Kenshiro’s a Fist Wizard our there somewhere. We’ll just have to find him and fight him later.

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The rest of the ride goes on quietly enough; Joshua tries and fails to steer you away from the idea of a good sparring match against the other two Fist Wizards in the College and you answer a few more questions from the still-curious students riding with you. They mainly ask about your likes and dislikes, and your hometown.

A few return questions reveal that most of the people here are noble born, and thus have not known the beauty of nature or life beyond the hard stone walls of their manors.

You think they should rectify this gap in their knowledge soon. You can even help!

But before you can suggest such a thing, the carriages stop and everyone disembarks and you catch your first glimpse of the college you'll be learning in for the next few years; tall, imposing, made from enchanted materials on par with those of the royal palace.

The air is thick with magic energy, enough that you're tempted to stick your tongue out to see what it tastes.

Joshua steps past you and claps his hands thrice.

"Alright everyone! Gather round, gather round!" he gestures to himself and waits for everyone to get themselves situated comfortably. "Now you'll be directed to the student dorms, where you'll spend the night at. There, you can get cleaned and ready for the orientation feast, which starts at eight." he grins. "I hope you guys have big stomach; tonight's main course is going to be whole-roasted Desert Mud Terrors!"

Everyone breaks out into cheers, yourself included. You've never tasted Mud Terrors, but hearsay from passing mechants say it is a delicacy in the western fringes of the Empire and beyond.

"But before we let go guys go, we'd like you to take a slip of paper from this jar." Joshua waves a hand and a glass jar filled with folded paper strips appears in his hands with a soft pop. "On each of these papers are numbers to the dorms. People sharing the same number will be roommates."

"But what if we don't like our roommates?" a voice asks from the crowd. Joshua shrugs.

"Then you can ask the warden and see if they have and spare rooms to separate you into." he shakes the jar. "Now hurry up or you guys'll be late for the food!"

>Roll me a d5 to decide who your future roommate is. Best of three.

Rolled 1 (1d5)

>>2584657

Rolled 1 (1d5)

>>2584657
We can roll to have a /best/ roommate?

Rolled 5 (1d5)

>>2584657

>>2584659
>>2584661
Man, your luck sucks.

>>2584662
...Alrighty then. Let's see if you guys like what you've gotten.

>>2584665
Whoever they are, I for one am excited to meet them.

>>2584665
You mean we get to experience jolly co-operation with the most unwilling of participants? Sounds spiffingly delightful! We shall be the best of friends!

Surely a fist wizard is able to drink heavily without repercussions. I still have hope that we will meet others like us (maybe even an old mentor) at the bars popular with students around town, or at a more dangerous establishment.

>>2584679
Why would a fist wizard drink? dangerous establishment? I thought this was the capital.
I need to read the older posts.

>>2584686
To be fair, why wouldn’t a Fist Wizard drink?

>>2584679
Right this is the capital. I guess you can't keep crime put of every city, even if it's the capital and the royal family lives here.

>>2584686
>>2584691
Perhaps they practise Drunken Fist Wizardry?

>>2584691
I thought they photosynthesised on merriment and fist fights to sustain themselves.

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You get your paper slip from Joshua with a quiet nod of thanks, hauling your belongings up a flight of stairs to the fifth and highest floor, where your room is. You unlock the door and step inside, surveying the interior with sharp eyes.

Two beds on opposite sides of the room, two separate study tables and drawers, a shared bathroom, and a small kitchenette equipped with the necessities needed to make snacks and light drinks. You store your shoes in a conveniently placed shoe rack and claim the right side of the room as yours by right of presence.

You're halfway finished in storing your things away when the door to your room opens again. You smile as your ears pick up the pitter patter of approaching footsteps.

"Hello!" you turn as the person steps into view. "Welcome roommaaaahhh..."

"Uhm..." the young woman who was to be your roommate blushed and tightened her grip on her suitcase. "A-Are you my roommate?"

You numbly show her the paper slip your pulled out and she shows you hers. The numbers match, damningly.

For a long moment, both of you just stand there and stare at each other with wide eyes and moving mouths that try (and fail) to produce sound. The situation must look ridiculous, and very improper, if viewed from an outsider's perspective. A young man and a young woman without any marital ties, sharing the same living space together?

Your teacher would wring your neck if he saw you in this sort of situation! And worst of all, you'd let him!

The young woman clears her throat and tucks a strand of her behind her ear, drawing your attention to the eye patch over her left eye and the growing discomfort on her features.

But your Fist Wizard instincts kick in; she's not uncomfortable because of you being here.

She uncomfortable because she's being here.

"I-I'm sorry for... for intruding." she turns and walks to the door. "I-I'll go see the warden and ask for a room change."

>Let her go
>Stop her
>Go instead

>>2584694
Well then can't do that if they're minors, then again this is a fantasy setting so we can throw the age limit out the window and Kurt is old enough.
A drunken Fist Wizard sounds like a lot of casualties to me.

>>2584697
I didn't know unisex dorm rooms were a thing. That's interesting. Before she goes what is her name?

>>2584697
>Stop her and ask if she really wants to do that. Tell her while you'll certainly need to get used to the change, you won't mind giving this whole roommate thing a try.

>>2584697
Stop her.
Let's get to know each other first before getting new roommate.

Also, is having male and female share room not allowed or is it normal here?

>>2584705
This

>>2584697
>/Go with her/. What sort of gentleman are you to let her go alone?
>Assure her that, for however long it might take for this situation to be rectified, she is welcome to - nay, you /insist/ that she - have full use of the room, while you find someplace else to sleep. Spending the night in the wilds is not something you are unaccustomed to, in any case.

>>2584709
This

>>2584712
Also we should tip our fedora after saying that

>>2584697
I second this. >>2584709
Also, carry your stuff again down the flight of stairs, exercise is always good.

>>2584686
A fist wizard does not back away from encounters. Drinking excessively does sound like it's against the tenements of fist wizards, but fist wizards themselves sound like they can chug 2 liters of beers without getting drunk at all.

Also, what >>2584693 said sounds solid, plus we need as much conflict to develop our character as we can.

>>2584705
It's allowed. It wasn't way back when, but as times changed and student workloads grew heavier, boys started falling asleep in girls rooms after studying for so long and vice versa.

The number of expulsions due to improper behavior got so high that the wardens went 'fuck it, they can sleep wherever they want' because at that point, there were less than 20 people in a dorm mean for 500.

>>2584709
Yeah, I’ll support this. Sounds like something we’d say.

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>>2584709
Support
Respect women guys

>>2584727
>Rance
>Supporting women

o rly

>>2584694
I like the way you think, it could be hilarious.

>>2584709
Supportan. Can't give off a bad first impression now can we?

>>2584745
>The Drunken Fist, the strongest Fist Wizard art, unlocked by becoming so wasted you forget how to control yourself, and start wildly windmilling your arms about.

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>>2584697
This
>>2584709

Also, in my mind we are Flex mentallo. HERO OF THE BEACH.

>>2584759
>the strongest

>>2584694
>>2584718
>>2584745
>>2584759
I imagine there to be multiple schools of Fist Wizardry. Contrary to other wizards, who bend the mana around them in order to manipulate the universe, Fist Wizards presumably share the commonality of beginning from a more inward focus, but their means may differ as widely as the mnemonics people use to remember a given concept.

Kurt's seems to involve total mastery of the mind and body as a means of enforcing his will on the world, but there I could just as easily imagine one that calls for a total lack of inhibition and conscious thought in the self to inwardly mirror the uncontrolled nature of the universe. And while that might traditionally be attained through means of meditation, you could also probably achieve it by getting piss drunk.

>>2584775
I can already hear the screams

>>2584775
>And while that might traditionally be attained through means of meditation, you could also probably achieve it by getting piss drunk
Those two could be different variants. The ones who meditate don't get as powerful as the drunk fist wizards, but on the other hand have an unmatched degree of control over their actions.

>>2584800
Unmatched lack of control over their actions, more like.

>>2584800
But that's just being chaotic for the sake of it and that might even hurt the wizard's allies instead of their enemies.

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>>2584811
Pretty much the definition of unmatched lack of control. Which might account for not caring. Possibly?

If someone is willful enough, could they do anything they want?

>>2584813
I’d assume the meditation route would be something like unlocking a state wherein your actions are purely dictated by instinct, and would provide an unparalleled level of reaction time and speed, in exchange for becoming fairly predictable in your attack patterns, while getting piss drunk would be more like doing whatever your stupid, drunk self feels like doing, and as such becoming completely unpredictable, at the cost of probably losing much of your agility, surefootedness and ability to dodge attacks.

"Wait!" you rush to your feet and stop her with a hand on her forearm. "At least let me go with you."

"What?" the one-eyed young woman blinks at you. "W-Why?"

A thousand and one answers flash through your mind, each appearing with a myriad of ways to be said. Some are as improper as a drunk's attempts to woo a woman at a bar. Some are foolhardy and reckless, appealing to some women and repulsive to others. Some are decent and reasonable, with a fair likelihood of seducing any fair maiden into keeping your bed warm.

But are neither drunk, foolhardy, reckless, or looking to have a woman keep you company for the night. No proper Fist Wizard would be.

A Fist Wizard is he who has mastered his will and body, using them as instruments to bend the world to his whims as easily as conventional mages would use their wands or staffs or incantations. You have mastered your body long ago, enough to keep your lust in check when dealing members of the fairer gender.

"It is dark out and a young maiden is willing to venture there to accommodate a young man, a reversal of the proper ways." you straighten. "What man would I be for allowing a woman to go out alone?"

"...But we're on the Imperial College campus." she blinks, confused. "What would I have to worry about here?"

"It is the principle of the matter." you clarify. "A real man would never allow a member of the fairer sex to do an uncomfortable task when they themselves are available. Those that do not deserve to be called men."

"But your things..." the young man tries, single ee glancing between you and your half-unpacked belongings. "I-I don't want to trouble you any more than I have to."

"Pssh," you scoff. "That is nowhere near troublesome for a Fist Wizard such as I." you take her briefcase and set it on the other bed. "Leave your things here and let us go see the warden. I guarantee you that they will remain here regardless of what will happen, Miss..."

"Philia." the young woman says. "Just Philia.

"Oh, you were the last one to arrive back at the airship port, yes?" you recall. "I am Kurt Vander. It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Philia."

"P-Please," the young lady stammers. "Just Philia is fine. No need to add the 'Miss' title."

>>2584820
>>2584813
how i think about it is that the one who meditates becomes a scalpel; powerful precise strikes that devastate an enemy in the least ammount of hits. Meanwhile, the wizard that gets drunk becomes a chainsaw; incredibly powerful but with no self control or regards for any other. Like a berserker but not as unreasonable.

>>2584820
So getting pass drunk will make you unpredictable at the cost of a bunch of other stuff- is this the same or different for those drunk fist martial arts styles, but with none of the fluid attacks?

>>2584829
Drunk, unpredictable and stupidly powerful (because you have no inhibitions).

>>2584833
But if you already have mastery over your own body and mind, then there shouldn't be any inhibitors to speak of?

>>2584823
>One eyed
is she a cyclops or has lost an eye?

I would say you're all thinking too small.

In alchemy and hermeticism, there exists the concept of the microcosm and macrocosm, whereby oneself (the microcosm) is mirrors the universe (the macrocosm) and vice versa. Hence, by understanding the self, one may understand the universe. One is all; all is one.

In a world where magic exists, and the flows of Chi in the body may be seen to mirror the mana-rich ley lines that carry the lifeblood of the world, what do you suppose an individual with the ability and will to exploit this correlation might achieve?

>>2584833
That and drunk strength.
That shit can fuck you up.
And the numbness, less pain to be felt.

>>2584836
She was mentioned as wearing an eye patch for whatever reason earlier.

>>2584835
there are always inhibitions. For example, on fight of flight situations (and when you get drunk) the adrenaline activates the 2/3 of the muscle power you don't get to use(because that would damage the bones and other important body parts). The drunk fist wizard would be capable accessing that extra muscle power.

>>2584836
We could ask her, but it might be rude. I have no idea how to set up a conversation that would lead up to us asking about the eye.
I'm not sold on the drunk fu fist. Are we only speculating?

>>2584846
There are inhibitors for normal people, but not so much for people who master the control over their bodies and mind.

>>2584823
Does any of this drunk fu work?

>>2584848
>Are we only speculating?
Speculation.

Also the eye thing was something i was wondering because in OP's image she has two eyes.

>>2584851
If we go with cartoon and anime logic, there is always some sort of limitation that the main character must pass.

"Very well then, Philia." you nod. "And until this matter is rectified, however long it may take, I assure you that you are more than welcomed to-- no, I insist that you have full use of this room wile I find someplace else to sleep."

"Wha-- B-But what about you?!" the young woman stammers. "I-I don't want to cause you any trouble!"

"Spending a night in the wilds is far from trouble for me and I am not unaccustomed to it." you assure her. "In my time spent training, I have enjoyed many nights sleeping in the wilds, enjoying the view of the stars overhead. I do not imagine doing the same here would be any difficult that it is there."

"But, I--" Philia glances between you, your things, and her briefcase on her bed. She looks down, then faces you with a fierce glow in her one good eye. "No. No, this is your room too. If all else fails and we can't change things, then I won't let you sleep in the rough. We'll share."

You are nearly taken aback at the conviction and determination in her gaze. But you laugh and pat her shoulder as gently as you could.

"...That is very thoughtful of you, Philia." you smile, warm and grateful. "And if things do not work out, then perhaps I will consider your offer. Come now, let us see the warden and ask for if we can alter our lodgings."

>>2584853
I have this suspicion that she's a trap
>the young man tries, single ee glancing between you and your half-unpacked belongings.

>>2584829
Well, the most well known “Drunken Fist” is the Wushu style, which is, more or less, meant to aesthetically mimic the style of a drunkard in most aspects, at the cost of efficiency of movement. The Kung Fu style of Drunken Fist is similar, but focuses less on aesthetically resembling a drunk person, and focuses more on efficient movements. There’s also the Daoist style, which focuses on imitating the “Eight Drunken Immortals”, popular characters in Chinese mythology, and is composed of eight forms, representing the different immortals and each with different applications. So there isn’t really a martial arts style that’s actually meant to be used while drunk, just some imitating people who are actually drunk.

>>2584859
...i hope not and not because i want to waifu her (the elemental sisters seem more interesting) but because that is a really tired cliche by now. Specially here.

>>2584864
Sthap, I only want to further our arts in the fist!
Why must waifus ruin the sanctity of fist?

>>2584868
Waifus will steal your lyifus
Beware the Waifus
Beware the she Devils

>>2584864
Beyond having loose outfits and massive racks, how interesting are they?

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>>2584859
Joshua said she was a girl when he referenced his clipboard, and I doubt the College would have gotten their records mixed up.

>>2584868
Waifus ruin the sanctity of every quest. Your only hope to staying the course for furthering our art is to waifu a Fist waifu. :^)

>>2584873
loose outfits, massive racks AND they come from the orient. They surely know some ancient weird shit or at least know someone who does.

>>2584874
Are bromances an option?

>>2584879
Yes

>>2584879
Lets bromance the whitedevil's daughter. BECOME THE BEST BROS OF BROS.

>>2584881
I know there's another name for it, but I'm not sure if Bromance is the right term if its with the fairer sex. A brofriend?

What about that Joestar fellow? Think he might be a decent Bro?

>>2584888
its bromance regardless of the genitals of the other person.

>Think he might be a decent Bro?
The three of us could become bros and have bizarre adventures

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You escort Philia down the stairs and locate the warden's home after a brief inquiry with Joshua, who points you to a modest house on the west side of the dormitory. You head there and find a small group of fellow students on the ground, dazed and confused, laying at the feet of a wheelchair bound old man.

He looks up at you and smiles knowingly, turning his chair to face you.

"Ah, another pair of roommates who want to change their arrangements. That brat must've known this would happen if he put me in charge of the student dorms this semester." the old man chuckles. "But that's besides the point. Good evening young'uns, my name is Gehrman Luna; your warden for this semester. What can I do for you?"

You exchange glances with Philia, who swallows nervously and steps forward.

"Sir," she says. "I would like to change roommates."

"Hm?" he glances between you two. "Ah, I see. You are uncomfortable with him?"

"N-No." she shakes her head. "It's just--"

"Then I see no reason to change what's already happened." the warden states simply. "You can't have something changed if there's nothing, correct?"

"Sir, I am a young woman." Philia states.

"...yes, and?"

"And I am a young man, sir." you pick up after Philia. "A man and a woman without marital ties staying together in the same space is... it's improper, sir. Very much so."

"So you're saying you can't keep yourself from ravishing the woman next to you?" Gehrman raises a brow, grinning.

>>2584898
Bizarre Bro Banter?

Can anyone else thing of a better? A better use of alliteration?

>>2584900
>"So you're saying you can't keep yourself from ravishing the woman next to you?"
We could be it's just etiquette.
But he does bring up a good point.

>>2584900
>The motherfucking First Hunter Gehrman is our dorm warden
Well, that seems like it bodes ill.

>>2584861
>>2584848
>>2584846
>>2584843
>>2584833
>>2584825
>>2584800
>>2584775
>>2584759
apparently nobody's seen and understood the Jackie Chan drunken boxing movies.

First rule of drunken fighting: don't get too drunk, moderation is key.
That's the only rule. (it's the whole point of those movies, and likely a meta-theme created and supported by Jackie's issues with alcoholism)

When drunk, the present dominates all thought, the future and past disappear; drunken boxing/fighting is all about defeating an opponent's reaction time and expectations. Forms (drunken god stances and moves) are made instinctual by repetition, such that even lowered capability for thought does not impact one's ability to fight.

A fist wizard would rely on his instincts, fighting while drunk, using the capabilities he's trained well enough in such a fluid manner that conventional fighting styles cannot match the changes in approach and attack. That's the crux of the style, that it's more fluid and dynamic. Its weakness is in becoming too drunk, its strength is in allowing alcohol to clear away thoughts unnecessary to fighting.

>>2584900
Gehrman seems strong, let's challenge him to a sparring match and insist that he accept, deny any refusal.
Dude, I get that you're pretty well locked into love interests, but this is a Fist Wizard story... Write what you want to write, but do please make use of your subject and setting.

>>2584915
I want to give him a hug. The poor old guy.

>>2584900
I'm really curious about what the warden and Phillia will say if we blurt out that we can't help but ravish the woman next to us.

>>2584929
....that would be very dishonorable.

>>2584929
I would say the QM somehow replaced the MC with a doppelganger from right under our noses.

>>2584929
>>2584934
Get it together, guys. What's the point of having a specific type of protagonist if he just wants to bang whomever?

>>2584900
>>2584929
>>2584934
I'm sure something like: "Supposing I said 'yes', would that convince you to kindly hurry up and change our current arrangement to something that would make the lady less uncomfortable? It's impolite to keep her waiting, you see." would fall only barely outside the bounds of gentlemanly propriety.

>>2584918
But that was a movie. I thought that one Anon said they key was to act drunk or something.

>>2584938
Don't worry, it was merely a joke. I wasn't actually going to say we do it. I'm just curious what would happen is all.

>>2584900
If we kill a monster, can we use its parts for armor and alchemical reasons, and use the rest to host a barbecue?

You splutter as your face heats up. You chance a glance to Philia and find her glancing back at you, red-faced and wide-eyed. You both look away and your your best to salvage what little dignity you had left before the dormitory warden embarrasses you further in front of Philia.

"I-I did not i-imply anything of the sort!" you curse your stuttering. "I simply stated that it is improper for a man and woman to be staying in the same space outside of wedlock! Imagine what could happen if the man lost control over himself and did something to the woman!"

"...K-Kurt?"

"Ah, no Philia! I did not mean to frame myself as that possible fiend in that hypothetical! I am a Fist Wizard, with a mind and body beyond such debase things!"

"So you would fist her instead?" Gehrman tuts. "Quite daring for an amateur."

"F-F-Fist...!" Philia steps back and your face feels like its caught fire.

"No! No, I would never! How could I even...!" you shake your head. "Gah! We are straying from the actual point of this conversation! Sir, we would like to exchange rooms or roommates, please. In order to avoid any... unwanted incident from occurring."

"Hmm..." Gehrman rubs his chin with wrinkled hands. "That sounds reasonable enough."

You perk up, turning to Philia with a grin and a thumbs-up. She also seems happy to hear the news.

"However" Gehrman cuts back in. "To make it happen, you must first land a hit on me."

You both freeze and try to wrap your head around the words you've just heard. Did the old man just ask you to hit him in order to get him to agree to change your roommate with someone else?

"...Sir, with all due respect, are you serious?" Philia gapes.

"I am." Gehrman nods. "Land one hit on me and I will grant you permission to exchange roommates with any willing person in the dorm building. Doesn't sound so hard, does it?"

You look the old man over, noting how he doesn't seem to exude any magical power. To your senses, both mundane and magical, the man in the wheelchair before is just an old man. But if he was, then why are there unconscious students laying all around him? Did he use some sort of non-magical weapon t knock them out? Or perhaps he has someone helping him...?

>Agree. You're pretty sure you can take him
>Disagree. No Fist Wizard hits the elderly!

>>2584957
>>Agree. You're pretty sure you can take him

If he is challenging us to that, it means that he knows what he is doing.

>>2584953
It depends on the type of monster, but yes can.

Also, it's 2AM where I'm at and I'm getting sleepy. Will continue after some shuteye.

>>2584940
The movies (there's two with Jackie, plus others with derivative styles) are the only notable basis for drunken boxing, and their approaches are pretty well inarguable (truly, they aren't unrealistic in confronting the implications of fighting while drunk). The pinnacle of acting drunk is actually being drunk, was the point.

Not trying to derail, it's just silly that so many anon would think that our fist wizard would go to shit after having some drinks. A fist wizard would likely be the most prepared for fighting while drunk. This all isn't to say that our protagonist should drink, but that he wouldn't be impaired by doing so.

>>2584957
Fucking agree, it's out of character not to

>>2584957
>"So you would fist her instead?" Gehrman tuts.
Can we make a Bro of this guy? I had a good laugh out of this.

Accept. Sure we could take him on if he was a regular old man, but the unconscious students at his feet says otherwise. Perhaps he is not magical. Maybe it's more martial, dvinitive, or occult.

>>2584918
This anon seems reasonable, and we're only speculating. Kurt Vander may not drink, but it could add interesting changes to the story if it happened once, and if a character down the road were in fact a drunken master: It's not set in stone. I also agree that waifuing must be kept to a minimal (however much I enjoy it, I did come to punch my way through things).

>>2584929
It's a good idea following this anon's suggestion. >>2584939 Maybe add something like "I'm sorry for tarnishing your honor Philia".

AT LAST! A CHALLENGE!
>>2584957
>Agree. You're pretty sure you can take him

>>2584965
Good night OP

>>2584957
>Agree. You're pretty sure you can take him.
Try tossing something at him to start, and prepare to immediately take evasive maneuvers. Considering the pile of students at his feet he clearly has something up his sleeves.

>>2584957
>Agree. You're not ACTUALLY sure you can take him, but honor dictates you must, on behalf of the lady if nothing else
If he outright requests a fight, then you have no reason not to oblige.

Young or elderly, male or female doesn't matter. Holding back out of consideration of those things would be disrespecting them. From the point that the battle begins until the battle ends, you treat them all equally - as your opponent.

I really like this quest so far!

>>2584957
>Agree. You're pretty sure you can take him
It's easy to tell we're not the first to appeal, so he can hold his own.
And some may have even succeeded, if so then he doesn't seem too perturbed by the blow

>>2585055
Although... maybe check to see if there's a healer on campus first.
Just for insurance's sake

>>2585057
Fist. Wizard.

What part of fist wizard don't you understand

>>2585276
how is being a fist wizard related to not seeing if there is medical help on the vicinity?

>>2585458
Character. Medical care isn't the preoccupation of someone overly concerned with battle, unless you're injecting your own concerns on his.

>>2585276
The part where that has anything to do with making sure neither party is permanently injured.

>>2585491
>unless you're injecting your own concerns on his
I'm not trying to troll you or anything, it just doesn't fit with the character.

Still, whatever, suggest what you'd like

>>2585489
Someone who's overly concerned with battle would have special respect for medical care, given how often they'd seek it, and how important it is to being able to return to peak fighting condition.

>>2585512
Down that road lies a character that isn't overly interested in fighting. If anything, such a character would avoid fighting as much as possible, which doesn't fit the archetype.

>>2585512
Well, none of the students piled in front of him seem to be severely injured, I'd imagine Kurt would have commented if they were. Besides, this guy's faculty, I imagine there'd be some blow back if he intentionally injured a student enough that the school's medical facility were needed. And I think we know better then to severely injure an elderly man, deceptive though that appearance probably is.

>>2585489
That makes no sense. Safety is important.
But I agree that it is unnecessary. All the students on the ground only appear to be unconscious with little injury.

>>2585539
Not at all, I'm not proposing it to be a character defining trait, just a result of a character defining trait.
If you love to fight, but you don't seek medical aid where available, thrn you don't get to fight anymore. Because yiu're crippled or dead.

>>2585540
That's true, but it doesn't hurt anything just to ask. Prudence is the better part of valor and all that.

>>2585557
>>2585553
Oy vey.

So we've got a protagonist who was born and raised in a lower-class (however you'd like to envision it) village, and you're thinking he's aware and interested in the medical facilities available to students at a school situated in the capital. Setting aside the idea of him being a fist wizard, do you both not think you're breaking his character by making him concerned with medical response prior to engaging in a limited combat with someone who might well be his better?

Harem Potter aside, there wouldn't be much point to the story if the character didn't behave according to his archetype.

>>2585593
Frankly, I've stopped giving a shit.
We're wasting posts over a barely relevant point about a 6 word question.

I will leave you with one question, though, as I'm highly curious.
What's a harem potter?

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>>2585593
>there wouldn't be much point to the story if the character didn't behave according to his archetype.
i disagree with that. The story benefits more if the character behaves different in some aspects.

Pic unrelated

>>2585637
It should be obvious.

Uninitiated adept attends a school of magic wherein he is the central figure in a multifaceted love polygon.

>>2585641
I can understand if you just don't understand, but the story isn't going to benefit if you make the main character some sort of pacifist. There's no goddamn point to a Fist Wizard story if he is going to tiptoe around conflict.

Seriously, you guys, what the fuck is the point if the fist wizard actively tries to avoid injuring anyone? I can understand wanting to make a protagonist the best person they could be, but what the fuck is the point in this story?

This quest is awesome. Please QM continue whenever you have the chance!

>>2585675
i think you are misunderstanding, i don't want to " not injure" anyone nor avoid conflict. Just that in this specific scenario (because we don't know the old man and he obviously s up to something) it would be beneficial to us to see if there is some medic nearby. Who knows, maybe we conect a hit and blow part of his torso off. Its better to be prepared.

>>2585675
It's a brief question in a non character-defining moment.
What I don't understand is what's got you so up in arms over it, treating it like those 6 words are going to cause a complete overhaul of what's already established.

>>2585693
Hell, suggest what you like. I was initially interested in just how foolish the thread was being about a drunk fighter.

Still, what's the point? Why make the fist wizard some empathetic figure? What sort of quest are you trying to read? A nice guy eventually banging the best female character in consensual leadup to marriage? What. Is. The. Point. Of. That?
>>2585692
Good points. Still, it seems to be concerns that the character just wouldn't have without outside interaction.

>>2585742
>What sort of quest are you trying to read? A nice guy eventually banging the best female character in consensual leadup to marriage? What. Is. The. Point. Of. That?

HMQ was amazing and I will not have you disparage it even indirectly, knave.

>>2585742
What say we drop this, and wonder who the option of just being stabbed with a sword at the beginning was. I want to know that.

Also wether Jojo is romanceable

>>2585765
>Bromanceable
Fixed that for you.

>>2585838
Oh, the bromance is coming no matter what. Nothing he can do will stop it.

>>2585742
You have my support anon. I came here to fist nuke things to oblivion damn it!

A'ight, I'm back. Votes counted, and everyone has agreed to try and hit an old man in a wheelchair.

Writan

>>2584059
Why were you banned?

>>2586282
Hey, it's his fault he's old. Should have died young, wouldn't have had this problem.

"Very well." you straighten your features. "Though it goes against my personal code to hit the elderly, I shall face you to grant Philia her desire for more comfortable lodgings." you step forward to the warden, fists clenching as you enter a stance. "I apologize in advance sir. This may hurt."

You crouch and rush forward just as Philia opens her mouth to stop you. The warden remains unmoving in his chair and just watches you near with an expectant look on his face. You fist shoots forward in a textbook right hook, its speed backed further by your weight, technique, and forward momentum from your abrupt run.

You blink, feel agony stretch across your face, and find yourself on the ground.

"Kurt!" Philia kneels beside you, pulling you into a sitting position. "Are you alright?"

You stare at warden Gehrman, who's still in his chair and grinning mischievously. You trace a finger over your face, feeling a bruise forming on your cheek.

"Did you see what happened?" you ask the young woman. She shakes her head. "Alright then. Lets try again."

"I'm impressed. Most young'uns your age would've been knocked out by that blow. You are tougher than I thought." Gehrman observes. "You may try again if you so wish."

"Gladly." you rush forward again and throw another punch, this time keeping your eyes open.

It makes no difference, and you're sent flying back yet again with a firm hit to your face. You sit up off the grass and narrow your gaze at the old man, mind racing on the possible reasons for you being thrown back. You have several good theories, but you need to test it out a few more times just to be sure.

>>2586344
Heck yeah, that old man is strong. He needs a taste of his own medicine, though

You stand up again and rush forward to hit the man in the wheelchair. Again and again you are thrown back by some invisible force that almost always manages to hit you in the face. Gehrman just watches you impassively from his wheeled throne while Philia has stopped helping you and is now trying to get you to stop.

You' be insulted if her concern was genuine.

"I can do this. Let go, Philia." you grab her wrists and gently pry her hands off your arm.

"Your face looks like a grape!" the blonde urges. "Stop!"

"I almost got it." you tell her. "One more time and I'll have landed that one blow he has been needling me about."

"Oh my, you would fist an old man like me?" Gehrman gasps in faux shock. "How lewd! I feel scandalized."

You do not deign to answer his comment, choosing to settle into a stance instead. Your gaze narrows at the old man, mind establishing every possible outcome of what you'll be doing next and finalizing your next set of moves.

You rush forward, dirt kicking up in the wake of your tread. You hop, spin and land a textbook roundhouse at Gehrman.

This time, you catch it; the faint sensation of someone running a hand over your leg. The feeling is soft and very brief, enough for you to dismiss it as a strange case of battle-jitters or miss it entirely while you're so focused on the old man in front of you.

At the same time, you see traces of magic in the air flow and part, as though something unseen is cleaving through it and rushing to you. You bring up your hands and block the attack, feeling the force disperse around you like water flowing over a rock.

You grin in triumph and readjust to account for the new factor. You follow-up your kick with a barrage of blows and counter-blows aimed at the invisible force that's seemingly trying to protect Gehrman, punching and kicking in the air around the old man while you try to sneak in a few hits to the wheelchair bound elder. But your attacks are stopped before they can reach your target, and your counters fail to land any solid hits on whatever invisible spectre is safeguarding Gehrman.

Eventually, you summersault back to Philia's side, sweating a little and breathing roughly.

Gehrman looks suitably impressed.

>>2586427
Hm, what's he doing? Some sort of air magic?

>>2586427
This must be the work of an enemy Stand!

>>2586427
Moon presence.

>>2586427
I'm thinking some sort of mirror magic.

We threw a solid punch, and we got a solid punch right back in our face. Threw several more and got a punch back in the face for each. We countered all the punches the invisible force threw at us and all our own punches got mysteriously countered.

Its like oobleck, more we try to brute force our way through, the harder it is to get there.

Textbook first lesson to teach upstart brats. I bet not one of the kids on the ground thought to just walk up to the guy and give him a poke on the arm or face. They all tried their strongest magicks on him and got blasted back with those exact same spells.

We might be a mentally and emotionally straight fist wizard, but even we must learn new teachings and temperments if we wish to increase our muscles and our minds.

"Something is watching over you, old man." you say at last. "Whatever it is, it will not allow my attacks to hit you and counters with the exact same move using the exact same amount of force I use, only wholly undetectable." you cross your arms, thinking. "It cannot be magic, else Philia or myself would have noticed it. And it cannot be an enchanted item, else I would have seen it act while I was so close to you. This leads me to believe that you have some sort of guardian entity watching over you."

"If that were the case," Gehrman says, airily. "Then do you know what it is that's watching over me?"

You wrack your mind for an answer, but all the supernatural entities you know that can become invisible have some noticeable part of them remain unhidden. And even if that were the case, then they would still be detectable through their use of ambient mana to turn themselves invisible.

Whatever it is that's guarding Gehrman wasn't just invisible; it didn't even exist until you felt it hit you. Which means...

"...It's not an entity of this world, is it?" you muse.

"Not of this..." Philia's eyes widen. "You mean he has an Eldritch being watching over him?!"

"I cannot say for sure, but that is the only conclusion I can come up with." you tell Philia, before turning back to the dorm warden. "Are we correct in our assumption?"

Gehrman laughs.

He laughs long and hard and loud enough that you can feel it in your bones. You see the air around him shift, revealing an outline of a figure with reed-thin stature, uncomfortably long limbs, and a bulbous head moving in a way that makes you think it clapping its hand together.

The outline vanishes just as Gehrman's laugh slows into a chuckle and you experience a feeling of vertigo and nausea at once.

"In all my years teaching here, never once has a student come so close to figuring out that particular facet of my existence." Gehrman smiles. "Your assumption is far from correct, but it was close. Very close. And here I thought Kinetomancers were simply dumb brutes with magic. That should teach me not presume things I do not know."

>>2586502
Mfw it’s a fucking Stand...

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>>2586502
Terrifying.

You bristle indignantly, but Philia's hand on your arm stops you from hurling back an insult of your own. The dorm warden did not know and the reputation of Fist Wizards has been stained by the idiocy of lessers who claim to be masters when they have barely scratched the surface of what Fist Wizardry is truly about.

"I have slighted you. I apologize." Gehrman bows his head to you. "I meant no disrespect, only self-chastisement. Forgive an old man's senility in the presence of those he should be more respectful of."

"You need not ask for forgiveness when you did nothing wrong." you rumble.

"Thank you. Now, regarding the matter of your lodgings..." you and Philia tense, remembering the whole reason the two of you went to him in the first place. "It is not unusual that the dorm warden agree to a student's demand to change their roommate on their first night here. However, even if I do agree to your request, I will have to run it by the College Director and he will get the final say on the matter."

"But you're the dorm warden! Don't matters that happen in the dormitories fall under your jurisdiction?" Philia asks, surprised.

"You are correct. But I must ask you, which dorm am I the warden to again?"

"...The magic students' dorm." you murmur, connecting the dots. "I see. If this were a request by mundane students then it would have been handled by the warden themselves. But as we are all capable of magic--"

"Then there is no guarantee you will remain separate." Gehrman clarifies, turning to Philia. "I have handled cases where magic-capable roommates who were separated due to one of them being dangerously obsessive conducted a ritual to warp space-time around their room to attach it to their target's room. The student was expelled for conducting a dangerous ritual outside the appropriate facilities and the damage was repaired, but the worry left behind a stigma in the hearts of those that remained. To this end, we came up with a solution."

"And that is?" you inquire.

"The paper slips." Gehrman grins at you flabbergasted looks. "Come now; you are both mages. Did you honestly think I would assign roommates through sheer chance?"

>>2586574
Then what is your reasoning for this?

"Those paper slips were magical?" Philia blinks, confused. "But we didn't... No. No, they were magical, just--"

"Not magic of this world." Gehrman nods. "When you pulled those paper slips out from that jar, the otherworldly magic on them took measure of your capabilities as a mage, your personalities, your potential, and partnered you with a fellow student who is most suited of driving you to greater heights."

"But the impropriety!" you can't help but point out. "A man and a woman sharing the same living space together is--!"

"Is a chance for you to learn about the limits of modesty and the limits you can push when it comes to cohabitation with someone of the opposite gender." Gehrman cuts you off. "You are a good young man, Mister Vander. You are polite, respectful of your elders, and are very accommodating to a woman. However, you give off the feeling that your are not used to sharing space with a member of the fairer sex for longer than a few minutes."

You pause, thinking back on your life prior to arriving here. He had a point, reluctantly enough; you've spent most of your life living and training with men and being told that women are a no-go zone for various reasons by your teacher. His lessons have stuck to you, and you now see that not all of those lessons were good.

"And you, Miss Philia," Gehrman turns to the young woman. "You are a sweet and very polite young woman, but you take that to the extreme. You would rather give something up than fight for it, as evidenced by your desire to allow Mister Vander sole claimant of your room and unwillingness to bother him for help."

"How did--" Philia starts, but Gehrman cuts her off.

"I am the warden to a dorm filled with budding mages. It would stand to reason that I have a means to sense the happenings within your rooms to ensure no foul is done to each other." he glances between you two and grins knowingly. "But I am an old man and I have my moments of inattentiveness. If something improper of mutual consent were to happen in the moments where I could not sense it, then there is nothing I can do to stop it."

You run his words in your head and flush.

"S-Sir, please!" Philia cries out, blushing. "W-We're not like that!"

"Then prove it." Gehrman folds his hands on his lap, watching you with the infinite patience of a wise grandfather. "Live together and prove that the two of you can be more than just lustful youths locked in a room. That you can be mature enough to think with this" he taps his forehead. "And not just this." he pars his crotch. "Or does the Fist Wizard think he cannot handle life with a woman?

>what say?

>>2586628
>"Whether I can handle it is irrelevant. I cannot agree to this if it goes against Philia's wishes. To do so would go against everything I have been taught."

>>2586651
This

>>2586651
I agree. Very in character. Although I would add, that when pressed we'd of course go with the challenge. Basically, say yes but it's not wholly about us.

>>2586628
Very well, i shall take the bait and accept the challenge.

>>2586715
>>2586722
Funnily enough, I don't feel like Kurt would be the type to rise easily to provocations. Despite the imagery Fist Wizardry may evoke, Kurt's art revolves around mastery of mind as well as body. And given the implied scope of Kurt's past accomplishments, it would be reasonable to assume he has some deal of aptitude at maintaining his self-control.

Simply phrasing something as a challenge alone probably wouldn't be enough to get Kurt to rise to the bait. In my estimation, the biggest factor in Kurt backing down in this situation would be Philia herself saying that she wouldn't mind sharing the room.

>>2586753
That makes sense

>>2586753
Except it's a challenge based on our natural state, impropriety isn't limited to ones station in life. Kurt has been cloistered, sheltered not just from other magical arts but also from the opposite sex. This seems less about magic, more about personality.

>>2586753
Maybe kurt could see some slivers of truth in the old mans words. He IS uncomfortable by having a female and what kind of self respwcted muscle wizqrd would he be if he didn't get out of his comfort zone and expand his horizons? Those aren't the things tye great grandmages Dolph and Arnie taught the world

>>2586766
You just had to namedrop the Grandmasters.

Oh shit I recognise you. Shame about your last quest, I was enjoying it. Good luck with this one.

>>2586768
Obviously. After all, they are kurt's guiding light in trying times.

>>2586766
Are you implying he should start fucking people and get a Waifu?

>>2586779
Pfft. I bet they'd be more like Crom, if we're too weak or stupid we'll get cast out and be a laughing stock.

>>2586781
That's a stretch if I ever saw one.

>>2586765
>>2586766
This is true. Veiled as a challenge is a call for Kurt to expand his horizons and become just a little more worldly.

My point was that the fact that it was phrased /as/ a challenge wouldn't enter into Kurt's decision. In this case, he would purely weigh the chance to gain new experience in an unfamiliar situation against disobeying what his teacher's instruction and - more importantly - knowingly making a young lady uncomfortable.

Naturally, the choice is clear.

>>2586790
Then lets state that we want to expand our horizons, but we also know it's not just about us. Boom.

>>2586784
Well thankfully, arnie and dolph are all but stupid

>>2586802
Hey, Dolph has a degree mate and is good/decent with multiple languages. He just has shit luck. Arnie is the stupid one.

Were you a younger man or any other Fist Wizard, you would have risen to the provocation and accepted the challenge. Few men could let a jab to their supposed masculinity go without consequence, and once upon a time, you were one such man. Filled with misplaced pride and unneeded passion for the wrong subject.

But your tutelage with your teach taught you to restrain those unnecessary things, mastering you mind and putting your pride and passion to use as fuel for your magic. And in doing so, you learned a valuable lesson.

It isn't always about the self. Sometimes, consideration and action must be given to others as well.

With this in mind, you know what your answer must be.

"Whether I can handle it is irrelevant; I cannot agree to this if it goes against Philia's wishes." To do so would go against everything I have been taught, and a Fist Wizard would never go against the lessons instilled upon him by his betters."

"Hm." Gehrman smiles. "That is the right answer. Well then Miss Philia, what say you?"

The young woman is quiet for a long moment, face pointed down and hands balled up into fists. She her raises her face, it has the look of someone who is determined to achieve something grand.

"I'll be Kurt's roommate." she says. "If it can help spur my growth onwards as you said it would, then so be it."

"Excellent. I can see you both going far, now that you've accepted that tidbit." he looks at the unconscious students who are only beginning to stir into wakefulness. "Go to your rooms and make ready for the feast, then. I'm sure neither of you would want to be late for such an auspicious occasion."

>>2586815
Can I ask what happened to them?

>>2586810
That’s former governor Arnie to you.

>>2586810
Not really. He became governor, managed to emigrate and had a successful home renovation/roof replacing company

>>2586829
>>2586828
Lust is a sin most foul. Less brain stupid, more stupid in other areas mates.

You and Philia return to your room and sit on your beds, facing each other without a word. The silence stretches for a long moment, and you feel the urge to say something bubble up from the hollow of your chest. But for all your self-mastery, no appropriate words come up to the forefronts of your thoughts.

A look at you roommate tells you that she is experiencing the same difficulties as well.

You check the time and stand, prompting Philia to tense and look at you. She relaxes when you kneel next to your belongings and set them aside.

"Shall I help you unpack?" you offer. "We have enough time to prepare and maybe freshen up before the we must leave for the obligated event. Two pairs of hands storing things away is should make things proceed smoother and faster."

Philia blinks once, then smiles and shakes her head.

"No, I should do this by myself. A lady must keep her unmentionables away from a man she doesn't know, right?"

"I suppose so." you nod, glancing at your things. "I may take a while however, so if you finish before me then you are welcomed to use the bathroom. I can wait."

"Thanks." Philia opens her luggage and starts unpacking. "Here's to a pleasant rooming experience, then."

"Here here." you cheer.

>>2586825
They're fine. Just stowed away someplace they where they won't ruin the view.

I've got some shit to deal with, so I'll post the next part in a bit. I'll see if I can manage it in an hour, but no promises.

In the meantime, feel free to speculate doods.

>>2586853
>inb4 BFF's
>Philia becomes a Bro in the span of a few semesters

>>2586825
They couldn't take one hit from Gerhmans stand.

What kind of magic do you guys think Phillia has? Perhaps some type of school that works well with planning and set-up?

>>2586869
>Semesters
>Not weeks

Come on, they'll become BROS at the end of the month.

>>2586876
Healing magic if op goes for synergy. Necromancer if he wants to go for something different.

>>2586876
Fate (the character her character art is taken from, uses lightning-based magic) so that might be safe bet.

That said, Vivio seems to exist but be completely unrelated to her in this universe, and Gehrman as a fucking Stand still not sure if it was supposed to be Moon Presence or Amygdala, so who knows?

>>2586861
>In the meantime, feel free to speculate doods.
Kurt's art revolves around the principle of the Microcosm and Macrocosm.

Currently, he uses it mostly on instinct - performing feats like shortening the distance between himself and a destination in space by reflecting the natural flows of mana about the universe within his Chi, and then contracting the relevant muscle.

At its pinnacle, masters of the art may perform coarse scrying of present events elsewhere in the world simply by meditating inwardly or, with sufficient focus, remotely induce limited thaumaturgical effects at a desired location in the universe.

>>2586917
I think he can cast fist good.

>>2586925
Also possible, but I feel like pure bodily enhancement would have far less room for potential development than using the body itself as an instrument for casting, and is pretty boringly straightforward besides. The arcane arts should damn well be complex and inscrutable; it's right there in the name!

Also, the idea of blowing up an enemy several blocks away in an actual fucking explosion just by flexing your muscles is appealing to me.

>>2586876
It could potentially have something to do with her eyepatch. Eye beams, xray vision, ect. Though i guess that one anon's lightning guess would round out the fire-lightning-water/ice trio that we got going on.

But. Considering we are in a room together, alone, trying to learn not to be awkward; we could just ask her.
Its a simply easy introduction question, like asking someone's major in college. Good for getting to know each other as well as open it up for more, hopefully less awkward, discussion. Plus she already knows we are a muscle wizard, so I doubt she'll be too cagey about telling us.

>>2586917
I always liked the idea that magic is performed by channeling your will to manipulate reality. Most of the time, the traditional wizard tries to understand how pushing reality in certain ways will cause certain, quantifiable and observable, reactions. Formulating a very methodical way for them to project their soul or will to break the universe into submission and do what they want it to. Muscle wizards do the same thing basically, but just with a different mindset. Human bodies can manipulate the world, so by honing and training it, one can manipulate the world better, stronger, faster, and harder. Which ultimately culminates in a person in peak physical condition with the mindset of muscle-over-matter, forcing reality to do what; less like a science that most wizards see it as, and more as an intuition outcome of what they can already do.

For example: punching the air to cause an air blast. Wizards would think to cause a pressure difference, or channel air elementals, or other some such higher-level technobabble they go through to achieve the blast of air. Muscle wizard on the other hand would think: "Moving my hand causes air to move, so if I punch *really* hard, I will *make* the air move even harder!" and because he thinks he can, and does so, the universe bends to his awesome might.

>with sufficient focus, remotely induce limited thaumaturgical effects at a desired location in the universe.
I like this less. With meditation and full control over your mind, sure, I could see a lot of possibilities open up like that. But being able to just 'flex' and cause the universe to shit bricks just doesn't seem... right, I guess. >>2586945 I was about to post the exact same example of flexing causing explosions, but I refreshed right before posting.
I think you undersell the applications and utility of personal-focused magic, though. Transformation/augmentation of our body could be a pretty fun route to take, learn to direct mana into particular parts for strength or rapid healing. Or learning all about the human body and basically become Ken, using our magic and knowledge of the body to poke pressure points for various boons/banes.
Plus I kind of like the limitation we'd have, being great at controlling ourselves and the area immediately around us, but struggling at projecting our powers far out at range.

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>>2586969
Fuck you. Being able to do a HERO OF THE BEACH is one of the best things a muscle wizard could do.

It takes you the better part of an hour, but you finish putting away your things and refresh yourselves. Together, you and Philia proceed down and head to the dining hall following directions from conveniently placed signs placed near the dormitories. At this point, the sun has long since set and the first evening stars have begun to twinkle in the heavens high above.

"It seems the stars do not shine as brightly over the city as they do in the forests." you muse, looking up at the sky as you walk.

"Really?" Philia looks up as well. "Huh. You're right. Do you think it has something to do with all the lights being lit up here compared to the countryside?"

"Perhaps. Maybe it's because the ambient mana concentrated here is far lower than in the countryside." you shrug. "We shall find out in our time here, I suppose."

Philia nods, but you pick up on the indecision warring over her features before she can keep them contained.

"Is something the matter?" you inquire.

"No, nothing's wrong. I'm just... curious." she admits.

"About what, if I may ask?"

"You, for starters." she looks at you, abashed. "I've never met a Kinetomancer before, so I don't know how to act around one."

"A Fist Wizard cares not how others act around them. Mostly." you start. "We who practice the ways of magic and the fist are masters of our thoughts and bodies; to the extent that only the most ludicrous outside effects may truly bother us."

"Like what?" Philia blinks.

"Aah, that is for me to know and you to find out." you poke her nose and she grumbles, prompting you to laugh. "But I can tell there is more to your curiosity than just my style of magic. You are curious about me as a person, and not just a mage."

"...A little." she nods. "Could you tell me?"

"Of course!" you grin. "But only if you are willing to answer some of my questions as well. That way, we can both get to know each other well, right?"

"Right." Philia nods, smiling. "Why don't you start? Ask me a question about myself and I'll answer it as best I can."

>Hometown?
>Magic style?
>Prior experience?
>The eye patch?
>No last name?

>>2587029
>Prior Experience
Let's get some general knowledge on her life and stuff. I don't think we should pry too deep with our questions, and magic style is a rather general question we can find out later on. Let's get to know Phillia as a person.

>>2587029
>Hometown?
Her magic style is probably pertinent, but seems out of place right after we made that comment about knowing each other as people rather than mages. Perhaps save it for the end of the conversation.

>>2587029
Magic style

>>2587029
>>2587034 >>2587036
Agree with this. Eye patch and last name might be a bit touchy for now, lets test the waters.
>Prior Experience or Hometown

>>2587028
Idk, its up to how the story plays out and how the QM decides to take things. Especially once we start classes and actually figure out how magic works in this world.

We are called a Kinetomancer, a caster of movement, and of physical aspects as well. Since FistQM seems to be setting up a fairly reasonable setting (as far as fantasy settings go) with some over-the-top awesome shit as well (ie stands), I'm expecting our techniques to be rather conventional.
Mainly body altering and ability enhancing at first, before leading up to cool techniques akin to earth bending (stomping on the ground to shake and redirect the earth), air/force bending (do a backhand to swat projectiles/magic out of the air), or support stuff like pressure points.

If this were something like HUGE QUEST, I would be perfectly fine with silly, ridiculous stuff like an *at-will Wish spell*, just by flexing. Or cannibalizing fat children to become the HUGEST. But since the tone of the story isn't quite that, I'm grounding myself a bit in expectation and Kurt's over all approach to magic. Which who knows, might grow as we get a proper education.

Philia nods, smiling. "Why don't you start? Ask me a question about myself and I'll answer it as best I can."

Kurt thinks for a moment, but cannot think of what he might care about concerning this girl he's just met. "I dunno, let me sleep on it."

Turning in, he drops into a deep and satisfying sleep, waking to sunlight and birdsong filtering in through the windows of the room.

>>2587029
>Hometown?

>>2587029
Magic style

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>>2584563
>Oh god the first female Fist Wizard we meet is going to get waifued so hard, isn't she?
If she's as gloriously hot-blooded as Bikky?
Not by me. Because I'd start looking around for Chris.

>>2587029
>Hometown?

>>2587029
>Hometown?

You think about your current situation with Philia and several questions come to mind; her eye-patch and the lack of a last name being the most prominent among them. Lacking only one is enough to draw attention, but both is cause for concern.

But you wouldn't pry. Its her secret to tell and she will tell it when she feels comfortable enough to. You have more than enough patience to wait for that day to come. In the meantime, you will have to settle for questions on subjects that are less likely to discomfort your roommate.

"Well, for starters, where is your hometown?" you ask, deciding on a relatively safe subject. "Are you an Imperial-born or a foreign citizen?"

"I'm an Imperial citizen. My hometown is Blue Tear, a large town named so for being near the Blue Tear Lake."

"Isn't that town near the vacation home of the Imperial family?" you blink. Philia nods.

"The very same. Supposedly, the current Vermilion Emperor's grandfather fell in love with the fish dishes there. So much so that he had a second house built there." Philia giggles. "Besides that, the town is a really famous tourist spot for foreigners and domestics travelers because of Blue Tear Lake water elemental Sylphie. She's widely considered the town's mascot."

"You must be very familiar with your hometown if you know so much about it." you smile. "Mayhaps you could give me a tour there if we ever stop by?"

"Certainly. But don't expect a lot of accuracy." the young woman shakes her head. "I haven't been back there is a long time. I've spent the last fifteen years wandering across the Empire."

"Why is that?" you ask, not able to keep your curiosity hidden.

"...Something happened and I was cast out of my house." she says, voice quiet and a little sad. I'm still not welcomed there anymore, last I checked."

>A/N: Got shanghai'd into a quick grocery trip with grandma.

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>>2587405
>"I haven't been back there is a long time. I've spent the last fifteen years wandering across the Empire."
>"I'm still not welcomed there anymore, last I checked."
Ye Gods, lads! Initiate the Smile Protection Protocols!

>>2587430
I bet she's the bastard of someone in the royal family and she was kept in the house as a handmaiden. That would aslo explain her lack of a last name.

>>2587437
Entirely possible. Political intrique/royal realations are a bitch.
>That would aslo explain her lack of a last name.
Well, that is a matter that needs fixing! We should help her in finding a last name!
How does Philia Vander sound? ;)

>>2587448
Easy there anon. Kurt is too pure for this kind of comments.

>>2587452
I admit that he's pure but...
>Kurt knew *exactly* what Gehrman meant by "So you would fist her instead?"
certainly not innocent!

"...Well." You clear your throat. "I sincerely apologize if I've brought up some uncomfortable memories of that time."

"It's okay." Philia smiles. "It's been years since then. I've gotten over it by now."

You nod and kindly ignore the way she tucks a hand into her pocket. It's obvious she's lying about being over whatever got her kicked out of her home over ten years ago. No matter how much time would pass, there are always some wounds that do not heal easily.

"What about you?" Philia asks. "What's your hometown like?"

"I live in the farming town of Luden, near the base of Mount Schlidn. It is nothing compared to Blue Tear; nothing but farmland and thick forests." you pause. "Well, not necessarily; there are monsters living in that forest and sometimes they become overconfident in their abilities and attack."

"Goodness, has anyone ever..." she gestures with her hands, unwilling to say what you think she wants to say.

"Plenty of people have gotten hurt and died before I became proficient enough in my magic style to lend a helping hand in my hometown's defense. Thunderboard stampedes, rampaging feral wyverns, orc tribes and small goblin hordes are common occurrences so I was forced to learn quickly or fall hard." You raise an arm and flex it. "And I certainly learned quick."

"So you have experience fighting monsters then?" Philia inquires.

"Not enough to make me invincible against them, but certainly enough to make me treat them seriously should I ever meet one somewhere." you waggle a finger as a lecturer would their pointing stick. "Beasts though they may be, monsters are no less dangerous than your fellow sapients; they think and plan and learn just like any other, and some even possess peculiar powers of their own. Never assume a monster is merely a simple animal."

"I understand. Thank you." Philia nods. "But do you have a favorite monster you'd prefer fighting against?"

"A Fist Wizard is never picky as to whom they face, so long as their opponents are capable of spurring growth." You nod. "I have fought a variety of different monsters and I find many of them to be worthy opponents to test my mettle against."

"But you have a preferred monster foe you would face, yes?" Philia pushes, sole eyes glimmering with excitement. "What is it?"

>Feral Wyverns
>Undead
>Thunderboars
>Orcs and Goblins
>Ogres
>Other?

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>Feral Wyverns

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>>Thunderboars
A boar is powerful and dangerous opponent...

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>>Orcs and Goblins
"Mind and Brawn are two part of a Fist Wizard. A group of Orcs and Goblins offers both.

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>Other?
I hope one day to have the chance to do battle with a full-grown dragon.

Postin from phone.

Tired as shit and falling asleep at the seams. I'll continue this in the morn boys and maybe-girls.

Night.

>>2587476
Goodnight QM, it was a sweet and sick quest!

>>2587459
Which one is the biggest and scariest? I’d assume the Wyvern, so
>Feral Wyverns

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>Thunderboars