Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20140923034431/@comment-29458028-20141017144020

"We can't call it an alliance per se. If you want to send people here for training, it's perfectly acceptable without any conditions. The only prerequisite is that they are sufficiently skilled in magic. If anyone get's killed, it's part of our natural selection, so we don't take responsibility for that either. Your call, Adawulf or Wulf Sea-Born or whatever you are called" said Vauban, in his flat, toneless voice.

"Well, send the whelps over. One in five will return as a godlike mage. The other four will die for sure during training. I really can't remember you too well, even with my normally crystal clear memory. Were you a cryomancer? Well, does not matter, you got the question right, welcome back"

Duelling, magical accidents, overly difficult training and general treachery were leading causes of death. Whoever survived won, whoever lost died. Vauban himself was immune to attempts to his life given his sleepless nature and power, but he knew for sure not every mage was him.

Even Alyssa almost died before. The main reason why she loved Sorin and would die for him was because the Shadow Wraith was the one who destroyed the attacker.

A mage ran out, screaming "Wulf Sea Born, die!" as he attacked with flames and conjuration (kill him to win)

(Well, what did you expect from a castle filled with psychos? Stepping inside is almost instantly guaranteed to have attacks from rivals)