Heinrich Hexenmeister
June 23, 2020 7:26 PM
Bringing Back the Light [Charity Meeting] by Heinrich Hexenmeister
Heinrich walked into the Sports Room of the school's MARS suite about twenty minutes before his meeting was scheduled for. He did not need that much time to prepare, but he wanted to make sure he got there first. He looked around the dueling arena that had formed at his mental idea of what he wanted the room to look like. He'd been in the dueling club since he trusted his pronunciation enough to risk throwing offensive magics at other people, and since most of those spells were classified at best as 'defense' against dark arts, a dueling arena seemed like a good setting for talking about a charity that addressed the victims of dark magic.He'd spoken to an elf about refreshments, and the little being arrived soon after Heinrich did to set up a table with chips and crackers. Water and juice were also supplied, in case people got thirsty from the snacks. If people wanted anything more substantial than that, they were just going to have to wait until after the meeting.
As people began to arrive, he greeted them and handed each of them a pamphlet about Bringing Back the Light, a pile of which the organization had been happy to provide to him when he'd owled them to let them know that he was going to be running a charity fair booth in their name at his school.
"Hello," he said, his voice carrying a distinct German accent, but the word was clearly understandable even to people who were meeting him for the first time. "My name is Heinrich Hexenmeister and I signed up to run this booth. As you see in your pamphlet, the charity is called Bringing Back the Light. It aims to help the victims, families, and communities harmed by the Dark Arts. This can be a dark creature attack, but mostly it addresses more human violence against other people. This can be an act of an actual dark wizard, or a cursed object that was discovered and began affecting people, or sometimes just someone or a group of people being victimized by someone else using magic in a violent or harmful way, like a misuse of obliviation charms or confundus potions or the more obvious options of moderate hexes and curses that do not necessarily identify their users as dark wizards just by using those spells."
"Are there any questions about what this charity is about?"
Once any questions were fielded about what they were here to help raise money for, he got into the meat of their meeting. "So if this is not what you thought it was, you do not have to stay. For everyone else, let us exchange names and start brainstorming what we can do at our booth to help raise money for this cause. As I said, I am Heinrich Hexenmeister. I am here because I am a paladin," he gave a wry smile in Gary's direction. This seemed like the safest motivation to share with the group, and it seemed strange not to explain at least in part why he had chosen to lead a booth benefiting a group like this. "For those of you not in the D&D club, that is a warrior who fights against evil. This seems like a good way to do that. My first idea for the booth was to have small toy knights to sell, but I am very open to hearing other ideas."
He nodded over to the person sitting to his right to continue the introductions and idea sharing.
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Gary Harper
June 26, 2020 7:33 PM
You could not ask for a more noble cause by Gary Harper
Gary wandered into the sports MARS room. In all his years of attending Sonora, he wasn't actually sure if he'd ever actually set foot in this room. It looked like it was set up as a dueling arena, which made him think that he really probably should have joined the dueling club at some point, just because you never knew when you would need to roll initiative as a wizard. That was part of what this charity was about after all. Which, he reasoned is probably why Heinrich had set it up in such a manner. Heinrich had did good here.He greeted Heinrich and looked through the pamphlet while other people arrived. Yup, this looked like a good cause, now he just needed to figure out how he could help. His skill set at this point was the standard curriculum of spells and potions and getting people to indulge in fantasies of killing pretend monsters. Hmm... a thought had popped into his head as he looked around the room again. He mulled it over a bit as he took a seat next to Heinrich.
A smile crossed Gary's face when Heinrich gave his reason for running this charity. He was definitely a paladin. He had played Siegmund perfectly and really did not like that pirate game, but he stuck it out and everyone had some fun with it. He hoped Evelyn knew what kind of guy she was getting, he suspected she did though.
"Hi, I'm Gary." He stated when Heinrich indicated it was his turn to introduce himself, "Umm.. I'm the guy that controls the evil things that Heinrich's paladin has to defeat in the game." He shrugged, "I had a thought." he paused a moment to allow it to try and form again in his head, "I'm not sure it it's quite 'in line' with the mission of the organization as they are more for restoration and recovery, but this is going to be a fair, so how about a 'Dunk the Dark Wizard' tank? Set up half of a dueling arena with the dunk tank at one end and let people practice their spell-slinging or throwing arm to stop the bad person."
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Evelyn Stones
June 27, 2020 1:20 PM
And, so far, two of the most noble people I know. by Evelyn Stones
So far, Evelyn had found that distractions were the best way to get through everything. She'd dropped out of Quidditch in any formal way, which really only meant she didn't play against teams from other schools, but still. It helped. Otherwise, she had committed to a lot - probably too much - and she spent most of her time exhausted. She got up everyday and went running before a small breakfast, then went to class and electives (lunch was somewhere in the middle), dinner, then went to either DnD, Gardening Club, dueling club, prefect duty, her assistantship, Quidditch practice, or a lesson with either Professor Wright or Professor Brooding-Hawthorne, then she usually would try to go for another run, and then wrap it all up with homework because there was a neverending pile of homework to be done on top of studying for CATS. She was losing sleep and losing weight, but losing her mind was the other option. She could see that Heinrich and Ness were worried about her, but of course they were. They always were. She appreciated it a lot, but she wasn't sure how to tell them she was okay. If she kept pushing herself this hard, it wasn't a big deal if she fell asleep at the table in the library; at least she didn't have nightmares most of the time that way. She felt loved and cared for and that was the important part. Heinrich cared about her. Ness cared about her. Professor Wright cared about her. Gary cared about her. It was fine. Everything was going to be fine. Now that she was part of charities - three different ones actually - then she was even being productive, and everything was going to be fine. She was going to make sure of it.She blinked sleepily but beamed at Heinrich as he introduced the charity. She was so stinking proud of him, and grateful that seriously the kindest guy she knew liked her. It was wonderful. Plus he was cute. She wasn't so tired that she didn't notice that.
After Gary introduced himself, Evelyn nodded. "I really like that idea actually," she said. "I'm Evelyn," she added to the group. She wasn't about to call herself a halfling berserker barbarian thing to a room full of people who didn't know what DnD was, so she left that bit aside as she continued. She also wasn't about to say that she was here because she wanted to help people who had it worse than she did, both because she didn't want to say that much about herself and because she wasn't convinced it was true. "Are you thinking we would take turns being the person in the tank, Gary?" she asked, thinking more about that idea and grateful for the chance, since she had none of her own ideas on this one. "I really like that. I'll pass the baton on ideas though, I'm happy to help but not so good at coming up with my own ideas," she said with a soft smile, glancing at the next person and stifling a yawn behind her hand. The nice thing about looking as tired as she did was that she was sure no one could mistake her for bored.
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