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A bit quiet, but open for sure.

Instead of giving an instant response, Vangor took the time to consider the offer, finding something a bit off about it. "What's your angle? Mere moments ago, you were adamantly refusing to hand over the books, and now you change your tune? You're after something, aren't you?" Vangor questioned.

"Very well. Take your books. I will search elsewhere. However, I have no intention of backing down from my goals. One of these days, the world shall belong to me, and I refuse to align myself with one who has given up on that goal, like you," Vangor answered.

(This was the best image I could find) Name: Sergei Age: 24 Species: Human Sex: Male Gender: Male Sexuality: Straight Role (Staff or Customer. If staff what kind of job do they have): Staff, Chef Personality: Despite his intimidating looks and voice, Sergei isn't a bad guy. He loves cooking and gardening despite once being a mercenary (before ending up in servitude). While there are times he can be a bit rough around the edges, he tries to show kindness to people. Even though he's pretty much been defanged, he still likes a good fight. History: Once upon a time, Sergei was a mercenary taking jobs for hire. It was this work where he got the scars that cover his body and the one on his face that sort of makes him look like a villain of some kind. One day, he was given an offer by a very wealthy client to hunt down and eliminate Xidonia, but he would later learn the entire thing was a trap. Not knowing at the time the entire thing was a setup, and with the promise of money, he took on the job and was very easily defeated and dragged into working at the Yamatai Onsen against his will. Kinks: Oral (giving and receiving), kissing, teasing, and others. Limits: The usual nos (scat/watersports, vore, gore)

"Losing appeal in world conquest? Don't make me laugh. It simply sounds like you just didn't have what it takes to conquer the world. To allow yourself to willingly become a cog of this world is the height of weakness," Vangor replied. While he could feel the effects of the spell spreading, he tried to ignore it by talking.

Even in the situation he found himself in, Vangor couldn't help but laugh. "Who am I? How dare you not know greatness when you see it? Very well. Just this once, I'll humor you. I am the great and terrible dark necromancer, Vangor, future ruler of the world!" Vangor answered, getting louder the further in his introduction he got, following up with his evil laugh. While he would've followed up with (in his mind) an evil pose, since his arm was stuck, he chose not to.

'A human, and yet I can feel the power of darkness coming from her. Of course, she is nowhere near the level of a dark necromancer such as myself,' Vangor thought, convincing himself he was already a better necromancer than the woman he was watching. Quickly, he lost interest in what she was doing and turned his attention to the stacks of books. 'Besides, if you do not intend to read these books, they shall go to a better cause,' Vangor went on in his head, trying to reach for the top book of the stack. While (at least in his head) he was blessed with the powers of darkness, he unfortunately was only slightly below an average male's height and couldn't reach the top of the stack of books with his arm alone. As a change of plans, he slowly raised his staff towards the top book, intending to push it off the stack and catch it.

"No good with this one, either. All of this is material I already know," Vangor muttered to himself, putting back his third book. As he reached for the next one on the shelf, his hand was met with nothing but air. "Empty? Has someone already taken it? Even if they could read the forbidden arts of darkness, they would have little use for them compared to someone of my caliber," Vangor said to himself. As he looked for the books he had not had the chance to read, his gaze turned towards a large pile of books near a woman he noticed, but didn't pay any mind to right away. It wasn't until he spotted the man who was with her that something clicked in his head. 'That man...his mere presence reminds me of my summoned zombie soldiers, and yet it is nothing like mine. It appears human, yet my inner dark necromancer knows that thing is no human,' Vangor thought to himself, turning his attention to the human woman.

Vangor shrugged to himself. "It appears the common folk don't realize a great and powerful evil when they see one. They should all be trembling before my almighty power. How annoying. Oh well, for the time being, I should continue to focus on my mission," Vangor said to himself, deciding to ignore the fact he was ignored and begin his search for the books he was after. As he walked, he whistled to himself, absently tapping on the floor every so often with his staff. Suddenly, he stopped when he spotted a number of books that, at least in his viewpoint, called out to him. Vangor wasted no time making his way over to the bookcases, snickering to himself all the while. While he noticed another person looking through the bookcases, he paid them little mind and returned to his own little world. "The time has come at last. With this knowledge, the world shall bow before me," Vangor said to himself, even though he was aware that another person could hear him talking to himself.

"And yet another one I've already read. I had honestly expected more from this place. Such a disappointment. I shall make sure this is one of the first buildings my zombie army levels when I begin my conquest of the world," Vangor muttered to himself, closing a dusty book he had been reading and putting it back on the shelf. He had spent the past hour at a back alley bookstore he had found during his search for new necromancy books, hoping to find something in the more out of the way locations. Since the academy didn't have such materials, he had no choice but to broaden his search. "It appears I will have to search elsewhere," Vangor went on, picking up his wooden staff from the spot he left it against an empty bookcase. As he reached for the staff, however, he noticed something off about the empty bookcase, or rather on the other side of it. The purple haired man tilted his head and slowly moved the bookcase aside to reveal a hidden door. He was lucky the shopowner had stepped out for something. Vangor's curiosity quickly got the better of him and he reached out towards the door, opening it to reveal a flight of stairs going down. "I can feel it..." he began, muttering to himself as he pointed his staff at the stairs. "Fate has decided to bless me, the great and powerful Dark Necromancer. Let us see what you have in store for me, stairs," Vangor went on even though nobody was around to hear him before he walked down the stairs. At the bottom, Vangor was met by another door, but unlike the first one, the second door was opened up a bit, allowing him to use his staff to push it open from a distance. As Vangor stepped past the door, his eyes widened as he gazed upon his discovery. Another library hidden underneath the bookstore, filled with knowledge for him to peruse. At that moment, Vangor couldn't help himself and began to laugh like a Saturday morning cartoon villain. "Excellent. This is perfect. I can just feel the information in this place. This place shall be a perfect offering to me when the world belongs to me," Vangor said to himself.

I'll start things off.

Let's go for the underground library. Sounds like the place someone seeking hidden knowledge would likely hang around looking for things.

As Vangor would (probably) say, "A dark necromancer has his ways of acquiring what he needs for his plans," The other idea could also work too.

I like this idea. Maybe he's in the middle of reading a book on necromancy to figure out how to summon something greater than a skeleton soldier and gets caught in the middle of his preparations.

He's one in my collection of "random characters I thought up in my head but haven't used yet" Sounds good

Name: Vangor Age: 19 Position: 1st year student Sex: Male Race: Human Personality: Vangor is, for lack of a better word, an odd duck. While once upon a time, he was a shy bookworm who spent his time studying magic, he eventually began to act very strangely and soon managed to convince himself that he is actually a great and terrible dark necromancer who will one day conquer the world (which he won't, but he thinks it's possible). Whenever he's in his "dark necromancer" mode, he's loud and fairly confidant in his magical talents, especially when it comes to necromancy. He snickers to himself and laughs like a cartoon villain, and even his scheme for world conquest sounds very cartoony and borderline impossible. However, when he's thrown off his act, he lacks the air of "evil confidence" he has as a dark necromancer. No matter how he acts, however, he works hard towards mastery of magic for his end goal. ...On the other hand, however, being so obsessed with his goal, Vangor can be a bit dense sometimes and loves having his ego stroked, to the point where he can't help but gloat sometimes when in an advantageous situation. In short...he's sort of an idiot, but he's not totally stupid. Skills: 1. (Self proclaimed) Dark Necromancy - Even though he claims to be a dark necromancer, he actually does have the ability to summon undead minions. While he prefers skeleton soldiers as they require little maintenance and no hunger like zombies, he'll tolerate the summoning of zombies to fill out the ranks of his undead army for when he (eventually) takes over the world. Also, while he calls it "dark necromancy," it's just regular necromancy with a fancier name to make it sound evil. 2. Shadowshot - This is the fruit of Vangor's labors of training his magical abilities, a dark magic attack created by channeling and compressing dark magic to a point it can pierce armor. While Vangor usually uses a staff when performing this spell, he can do it without a staff as well. For the right price, he could pass on his "grand ultimate technique" to an apprentice. Yes, he's very proud of this one. 3. Barrier Creation - Being a mage, he's not very strong in a close range battle. To offset this, Vangor took the time to learn how to create a barrier that protects his body from harm. While strong attacks can break it, the barrier only reacts to intent to harm/kill, and even then, Vangor needs to keep it maintained with his magical power to keep it active.

So, before I make a character, I have a question. What exactly are the roles staff members can have? Do you have a list or something of the sort one can look at to get a general idea?

What if the boy is someone considered an unsavory type, at least in terms of appearance. Like, a big dude, maybe has an eyepatch or something like that, and is generally viewed like some kind of villain despite being a nice guy underneath his looks. As for the meeting, going with the general idea of "a guy who seems like a bad guy but actually isn't, yet people think he is simply because of his looks," maybe this guy is being forced to work on this quest to pardon himself from his prison sentence, due to getting involved in eliminating a cult that kidnapped his younger sister. When she unfortunately died, he went into a berserker rage and it eventually led to his arrest and imprisonment. As a chance for 'redemption" (in the eyes of the snooty nobles in charge), he's being given a chance, even though behind the scenes, they have no intention of giving him freedom. One could always go with the classic "go and gather some super rare artifacts to prevent a world ending scenario" type of treasure hunt, or a cult going crazy and summoning monsters from another world in order to conquer it for themselves, or following that first possibility, trying to stop an army of undead soldiers under the command of a lich king. ...but these are simply ideas.

I guess the standard amount, like "what kind of adventure are they going on" and "why things ended up the way they did so they have to travel together." You know, those types of details.

This idea has my interest. Along with this one to a lesser extent as, while I like the idea, scenarios bound to reality (AKA no magic and cool stuff like that) tend to be boring to me.

I'm fine with anything, but word count limits tend to be a bit of a kryptonite for me.

That time to bump has come once again.

After 3000 years, I wrote more ideas. So, I feel this is a perfect time to bump this.

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