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novankenn · 5 months

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The Doctor is In

-= Chapter One (Rough Draft)=-

“Urk! Can’t breathe!” Jaune’s muffled voice radiated from inside the coils of Doctor Peach’s tentacles. The Octo-woman had grabbed him in a crushing embrace as soon as he stepped off the Bullhead.

“My precious student! I’m so happy you came!” Peachalmost sang as she pulled the slowly suffocating young man to her rather impressive chest. “You can’t believe how relieved I am that you agreed to take this position!”

“You’re welcome?” Jaune choked out, “Too tight.”

“Doctor Peach I would like to REMIND you that molesting your peers… or anyone for that matter is very much frowned upon!” Came the very authoritarian voice of Deputy Headmistress Glynda Goodwitch. The Aracne crossed both sets of her arms over her generous bosom. “So kindly release Doctor Arc from your clutches.”

“I’m just giving my FAVOURITE student a proper and warm welcome to Beacon, Glyn.”

“Can’t… can’t… can’t…” Jaune groaned in a very weak and pained voice.

“Be that as it may… it does appear that the young Doctor is about to pass out.” Glynda pointed out.

“Oh dear!” Doctor Peach gently set Jaune’s feet on the ground and loosed her grasp, keeping one tentacle about his waist to make sure he didn’t collapse. “Are you okay Jaune?”

“F… fine… just a little dizzy.” Jaune answered between breaths, barely able to keep from weaving slightly.

“I would like to… OFFICIALLY welcome you to Beacon Doctor Arc, and once you are.. capable I will escort you to your office and then to your accommodations.”

“Thank you, Headmistress.” Jaune responded.

“I am the Deputy Headmistress.” Glynda corrected him. “Ozpin is still the Headmaster of Beacon Academy. But you may just address me as Professor Goodwitch.”

“My apologies.”

“Think nothing of it. Considering he had nothing to do with your recruitment, it is a simple mistake.”

“Still…”

“Doctor Arc…”

“Call me Jaune.” He interrupted Glynda.

“As you wish. Jaune. Do you feel up to a short walk?”

“If you don’t I’m more than happy to carry you!” Peach interjected, a slightly lecherous grin crossing her demure features.

“No, Thank you Doctor Peach, but I can walk.” Jaune replied, not noticing the pout that crossed Peach’s features.

/==/

The trip to his office took him through the main halls of Beacon, and he was struck by the grandness of everything. When he was at Vale University studying for his degree, he thought those halls and buildings were so inspiring, but now he knew he had been wrong. Beacon far outclassed those hallows halls in pure majesty.

“I must say Dr Arc,” Glynda spoke up, breaking the comfortable silence the trio had been walking under.

“Please call me Jaune.”

“Yes, sorry.” Glynda cleared her throat before continuing, “As I was saying, you are rather young to have graduated from medical school, are you not?”

“Well…”

“Jaune is a prodigy, and I have never seen a mind so attuned to understanding and diagnosing issues.” Peach interrupted, “That’s why I fast tracked him. I saw his talent, and couldn’t let that waste away slogging through four years of tedium…”

“Fast tracked him?” Glynda was quite astonished at the admission of her peer, and friend. “What did you do?”

“I tested my darling student, and once I saw his resolve and intelligence, I just had to help him!”

“Peach what did you do?” Glynd asked, her eyes narrowing on the Octo-Woman and her twin pains of arms crossing over her chest. “It better not have been unethical or illegal!”

“Doctor Peach became my mentor, and staunchest supporter, so when I declared my interest in focusing on general practice medicine for monsters, she stepped in.” Jaune offered.

“How did she…”

“Oh Glyn, I did not do anything like you are thinking. I just arranged for a series of tests, which he passed, and when he had passed those tests I was able to sponsor his enrollment into the medical program.”

“With Doctor Peach’s assistance and mentorship I finished my undergraduate degree in two years.”

“That is rather… Impressive.” Glynda commented. “But you still should be a little older. I mean the medical program is four years, plus three years of residency…”

“I lent a helping hand with that as well.” Peach giggled as she snuck a couple of her tentacles behind Jaune, before snagging him and pulling him in close. “I had peers who were running small clinics, so I arranged for Jaune to spend three days a week working there and had it credited as hours against his residency requirements.”

“So before you left Vale University and Vale Memorial Hospital, you abused your tenure.” Glynda’s eyes narrowed as she regarded her friend and peer, who was currently wrapping a couple more tentacles about Jaune’s waist while also fussing with his hair. “Tell me I’m wrong.”

“Nope.” Peach replied, popping the ‘P’, “That’s totally what I did!”

“I can’t believe you would do something so audacious! Think of what it could have done to your career! Your reputation!” Glynda closed her eyes and raised one of her hands up to pinch the bridge of her nose. “That does explain why you suddenly called me up and inquired about a position here at Beacon.

“I knew you’d understand!” Peach chirped, as she continued to ruffle Jaune’s hair and hold him tight.

“Understand?”

“Can’t breathe…” Jaune finally wheezed out, startling both women and causing Pecah to reflexively relax her grip.

“Jaune!” Both women called out as the young doctor stumbled away from Doctor Peach and fell to his knees, his chest heaving in an attempt to replace all the oxygen he had been denied, again.

“I’m okay.” Jaune replied weakly as both Glynda and Peach moved to assist him in standing back up. “I guess the trip took a little more out of me than I thought.”

“Right.” Glynda deadpanned as she looked from Jaune’s face to the blushing one of Peach. “Maybe we can save the tour for later?”

“I would appreciate that.” Jaune replied.

/==/

Jaune was in the process of taking an inventory of his supplies, with the help of a set of fairies Doctor Peach had vouched for. Kai and Mai flitted about the office moving things back and forth as Jaune asked for them. Jaune wasn’t sure how the pair were related, as Kai had dragonfly wings while Mai had butterfly wings… which of course also told Jaune something that most people overlooked when interacting with Fae-folk.

While Mai’s entire diet revolved around nectar and honey, as most people believed was the case for all fairies, Kai’s was a little more vicious, with her being a carnivore. With lunch quickly approaching Jaune put his tablet down and yawned, then he smiled. It had been a few days now that the pair had been working with Jaune, so he thought it was the perfect time to introduce them to a special addition to the office’s furniture.

As the surprisingly strong four inch tall women set about putting away the last few bottles that Jaune had been checking, Jaune opened his medical bag, and pulled out a few items. It had cost him a good chunk of lien, but he felt the purchase was worth it. As the pair of fairies alighted upon the top of his desk, Jaune set the items down before them. A set of fairy sized handmade wooden chairs with a matching table.

“It’s a thank you for all your help.” Jaune commented as the pair looked up at him. “I thought you guys might like having a spot of your own to sit, eat and relax.”

Mai and Kai turned and looked at each other, and after a silent conversation they turned their attention back to Jaune. Before he could react the pair hopped into the air, rose into the air and then each planted a kiss to his cheek, which instantly caused Jaune to turn beet red. The musical almost bell-like sounds of Mai and Kai’s laughter caused Jaune to blush even further.

“Very funny.” Jaune chuckled as he tried to recover from his embarrassment, while the pair of fairies set about moving their gifts into a better spot on his desk.

A knock at his door drew his attention from the still laughing fairies. Pivoting in his chair, he turned to face the door.

“Professor Goodwitch, what brings you down to see me?”

“I came to see if you are settling in okay, as well as checking to see if you require any additional supplies or materials.”

“No, I’m all stocked up, and good to go.”

“Excellent.”

“Was that all?”

“No, I also came to remind you that the initiates will start arriving in two days, with the bulk getting here in three days time.”

“Thank you for reminding me.” Jaune responded. “So I am only focusing on the first year students, correct?”

“For the most part, yes. Your main priority is the treatment, care and wellbeing of all the first years. Though in the case of a potential school wide emergency you will be called on to provide assistance.”

“Understandable, though I do have one question.”

“Yes, what is it, Jaune?”

“When will I be getting access to their medical records?” Jaune asked as he picked up his tablet and turned it to show Glynda that he had no access to Beacon’s medical database. “I really would like to start reviewing files, as I should conduct examinations right after initiation is over.”

Glynda raised an eyebrow “I see. I wasn’t aware that you didn’t have access. It should have been one of the first things arranged for you.”

“Sometimes things get overlooked, and considering what is about to happen here, it’s understandable.”

“Understandable or not. It should not have happened.” Glynda remarked. “I will check into this matter for you and get it resolved.”

“Thank you.”

“Is there anything else?” Glynda asked.

“Not that I can think of.” Jaune replied.

“Very well then. I bid you good day Doctor Arc.”

“You have a good day as well Professor Goodwitch.”

/==/

Two days later Jaune was standing next to Professor Goodwitch watching the arrival of air-ship after air-ship of Beacon hopefuls. Perched on his shoulders were Mai and Kai. Jaune wasn’t sure when or how it happened but apparently he was now their ‘prized possession’, or at least that was what they told him in their musical language, the day they moved their rather exquisite doll house into his quarters.

He was also a little confused about the side comment he overheard while making them all something for supper. Something about ‘hussies’ and ‘purity’. Knowing better than to delve further into the more than chaotic thought processes of the Fae races, Jaune just let it be.

With his tablet before him, he kept careful count, and notes about the various monstrous races disembarked, starting their journeys towards becoming the defender’s of Remnant.

“Once the last group has arrived we will head to the auditorium, where Headmaster Ozpin will address the new students.”

“Okay.” Jaune responded, before asking, “What about their accommodations?”

“They will spend the night in the auditorium.” Glynda informed the young man. “It is after initiation and the formation of the teams that they will be assigned their dorms.”

“But what about…”

“Jaune, we’ve already made accommodations in place for those that require them.” Glynda reassured the young Doctor. “We have done this for years, so please give us some credit.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s nothing Jaune.” Glynda responded with a smile on her lips, “You are just proving once again why Doctor Peach has spoken of you in such… high regard.”

“Um…” Jaune reached up to rub the back of his neck, but stopped in mid-motion upon the realisation that Mai and Kai were still perched on his shoulders. “I wouldn’t believe everything she says. Please?”

“Understood.”

The pair watched as the last air-ship came and went. With the courtyard now bare of students, Glynda turned to Jaune, looking down upon him from her almost eight foot height.

“It’s time for us to head in.”

“Can I be excused?”

“Why? Is there something wrong? I can assure you that you are very safe, even from the less hospitable members of the monster community.”

“It’s not that.” Jaune replied. “I just after going over my notes have a few things to check… we have a few more than I was originally informed of.”

“Yes, sorry about that. We’ve had a few… last minute… transfers and applicants, for some reason.”

“Totally understandable, but I do need to check my supplies, as I feel I will need to have some additional items delivered prior to the check-ups.”

“Very well.” Glynda bowed her head towards Jaune, “I will see you at initiation.”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Jaune responded, his face split by his trademark welcoming grin.

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soylent-crocodile · 22 days

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Myr (Monsters)

(Silver Myr by Kev Walker)

(I FUCKING LOVE MYR! They're cute, they're iconic, they're interesting bits of worldbuilding... I HAD to make 'em! Mercifully, I've separated Mirrodin from New Phyrexia, and created the Plane of Steel, a fun little plot hook roughly referencing Mirrodin's creation. If you want to make these native to the Plane of Metal- new to PF2- or simply old machines of a dead culture, feel free.

Also, this will contain rules for Mana Myr, which I spiraled off the five colors of Magic, but expect more myr in the future!)

Myr are mysterious creatures native to the Plane of Steel, an artificial plane ripped from the Plane of Earth and turned into a vast network of self-sustaining machines. Myr themselves are the most common denizens of the plane, servitors to an unknown master and performing upkeep on their more complicated cohabitants.

Myr have been imported from the Plane of Steel in rare quantities, and serve as a rare treasure on the Material Plane, loyal servants infused with magical energy. Some, however, fear inviting such mysterious creatures into their homes, especially paranoid wizards and watchful politicians, as it's a known fact that myr are vulnerable to scrying- and it's a distinct possibility that their master is still watching.

Myr are unique among constructs in being easily repairable once slain. Upon reaching 0 health, a construct with the Myr subtype is not destroyed; rather, it turns inactive, and will reactivate upon being returned to positive hit points. However, a myr that reaches -20hp is destroyed as usual. Additionally, the knowledge of how to create myr has been lost or well-hidden, and they lack rules for construction. Fortunately for myr, they are capable of reproducing themselves, although attempts to study how they do so have not succeeded in creating animate constructs.

There are thousands of different kinds of myr, most being only slight modifications on a basic design; what is presented are some common archetypes and a few notable variations.

Mana Myr

(Myr Moonvessel by Danny Orizio)

Among the most common servitor myr, mana myr work on the machinery that makes up the bulk of the Plane of Metal, and these servitors are attuned to one of the eight schools of magic. Of the myr of the plane, it is the mana myr who are most desired, and those who find themselves in possession of multiple, or let them reproduce, sell them for exorbitant prices.

Each school of magic produces a myr of a different color. Even though they are all made of the same substance, the magic forged into their bodies makes them appear as one of a variety of colors; the mana myr of each school of magic is named after a metal or mineral it resembles.

This small humanoid construct has a strange head shaped like a heavy beak. It resonates with magical energy.

Misc- CR1 LN Small Construct (Myr) HD2 Init:+2 Senses: Perception:+3 Stats- Str:8(-1) Dex:15(+2) Con:- Int:4(-3) Wis:14(+2) Cha:14(+2) BAB:+2 Space:2.5ft Reach:0ft Defense- HP:21(2d10+10) AC:13(+1 Size, +2 Dexterity) Fort:- Ref:+4 Will:+2 CMD:13 Special Defenses: Construct traits Offense- Slam +2(1d3-1) CMB:+0 Speed:25ft Special Attacks: Feats- Lightning Reflexes Skills- Perception +3, Spellcraft +0 Spell-like Abilities- Share Memory /at-will Make Whole 1/day Special Qualities- Mana Servant, Scrying Focus Ecology- Environment- Any Languages- Common (Can’t speak) Organization- Solitary Treasure- None Special Abilities- Mana Servant- A mana myr is designed as a vessel for magic. When created, it is infused with magic from one of the eight schools of magic. When used as a focus to cast a spell of that school, the spell is cast at a +1 caster level and with a +1 DC. A mana myr registers as strong magic of its school when viewed through Detect Magic or similar spells. Scrying Focus- Myr are perfect vessels for scrying on. They get a -5 penalty to saves against spells with the Scrying descriptor, and magical sensors made to scry on a myr and its surroundings get a +5 bonus against rolls to perceive it. Additionally, myr- and any object or creature they are in contact with- are not protected by spells such as Nondetection and Screen.

#soylent original #monsters and races #homebrew #pathfinder #mtg #mtgblr #myr #mirrodin

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