You’re a green witch helping a town grow as it overcomes its most recent drought… You’re having a lovely day aiding the townsfolk, until a lonesome warlock stumbles into town, broken and battered. As you attempt to help him, you find he has marks insinuating that he practiced necromancy. What would you do next?

It’s the 400th anniversary of your boarding school’s opening… They’re celebrating with a ball— Except, you’re a part of a secret society that has been looking into the many disappearances within the school walls, and you believe the ball may be the grand finale. What would you do? Who’s in your society? What’s the name? Bonus points if you work in the supernatural/something fantasy-esq!

Foster Aduant-- A cocky, self-absorbed asshole whose done rounds around the women and men in your academy that you both attend. His body count is higher than most people's IQ, but he has the smarts to back it up. English class-- First period. Seven in the morning, and you're sat right next to him-- Today, he's feeling particularly annoying, and he decides to pry at you a bit. He needs entertainment. You're the next best thing. How would you react? (If this makes it any more fun-- This academy is one for deviants, or hybrids, people with abilities, and demigods alike. Go wild! Blow shit up! Throw him around! Dude deserves it.)