#magistar

[agaywanderer]

"Why are you shipping roblox arsenal characters where you just moved on from playi-" SHUT UP LOOK AT THESE TWO.

[sillymoonboi]

Pomni participainting with Magistar for the sawwing box performance

⚠️no pomni was hurt during this⚠️

Credits to :@millenniumproductions (for helping me pick magistar name)

[farfarfromreality]

Previews :>

I've decided to revamp my gals... so here's a taste of what I've been working on. Hope you like em

[cl0ckworkpuppet]

MagiStars

Vol. I - Chapter 1

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Aira bolted out of the castle gates, giggling with delight. He gripped his new wand firmly, letting it swing wildly by his side, eyes glimmering in the clear, sunny afternoon. He could barely restrain himself from squeezing the magical tool so tightly that it would have broken his training wand-- except, unlike the black oak branch he'd broken off of his childhood climbing tree, this one could actually perform real magic. He was upset that he couldn't pick the design, nor could he pick the unit he was assigned to, but it looked beautiful and promising nonetheless.

Somehow, he managed to make it all the way to the Heart of the Realm on foot, a decision he would soon regret as his breath was only barely grazing by his lungs. He hunched over for only a moment, allowing his pulse to return to a somewhat-normal state before he frantically searched the crowd of people before him. There, he could see waves of people, many of whom he recognized, but a startling amount of which were completely new to him. Unlike previous years, though, everyone was mixing together and mingling between clans. He could see stoic Warriors aligning themselves with even the daintiest of the Woodsy members, and Trixters nearly biting the ears off of haughty Majestic self-defined "elites". What's more, everyone who seemed to be interacting with one another seemed to have similar weapons they bore: a few arcane-looking canes, twisted wood wands not too dissimilar to an outstretched bony hand, even a few that resembled blunt swords. Aira looked down at his own wand-- it was quite basic compared to all of these, but the bold colours and markings of card suits set it apart from the others, and would be easy to spot for his fellow unitmates. So, he waved it in the air, hoping to use it as a beacon of sorts.

Moments later, the corner of his eye caught a streak of red barreling towards him. Aira yelped, and he stumbled backwards in an attempt to not be tackled to the ground completely, only to fall right onto his back, looking up to find the boy who was racing towards him had stopped mere inches before where Aira used to stand. The boy's piercing blue eyes stared back at him, seemingly startled himself, as he firmly extended his hand.

"Are you alright? Here, let me help you up! My name is Amagi Hiiro, you must be our fourth member! Please, tell me your name!" Hiiro didn't wait for any answer. He simply grabbed Aira's hand, pulling him up firmly, nearly dislocating his arm.

"Ow--! Hey, watch your strength!" Aira grabbed his own shoulder, massaging it to try and alleviate the stinging sensation. In the process of reacting to it, though, he bit down on his tongue, crying out in pain once again while holding his hands over his mouth.

Great first day as an official Magi so far.

"Fufu, are you alright?" Aira heard a deeper, gentler voice coming up behind Hiiro. He whipped his head back around to face the new person, being met with someone he vaguely recognized from within the Majestic clan's borders-- a senior Magi, most widely known for being a pure pacifist. Kazehaya Tatsumi, Aira recalled his name being.

"Mmph, y-yeah! Just-- ow-- a little bruised, that's all!" Aira smiled weakly, still holding his shoulder.

Tatsumi chuckled yet again, slowly approaching Aira on the side of his injury. He reached towards his hip, rummaging around inside of a small woven bag attached to his belt before pulling out a small Rune of Healing, seeming to be well put to use. "Here, would you like some help with that?" Aira nodded, leading Tatsumi to grip the rune firmly, allowing the tip of his wand to glow with a faint baby blue. Soon, Aira saw a glittery flash move slowly towards and around his shoulder, then circling his head, before fading away. In what felt like an instant, Aira could feel himself return back to normal.

"Oh, wow, thank you so much, Kazehaya-senpai!" He swiveled his joint in a few circles, then beamed.

"Fufu, it's my pleasure. And you may use 'Tatsumi' to refer to me, if we're going to be in a unit together." Tatsumi sheathed his wand in a small clip on the opposite end of his belt, and took a step back.

"Oh, Tatsumi-senpai! You said Mayoi-senpai is going to join us soon?" Hiiro chimed in once again, seemingly enamoured by Tatsumi's small feat of healing magic.

Tatsumi frowned. "Given this crowd, I don't think we'll be seeing much of him. But I assure you, he'll be watching us from somewhere closeby.~"

Mayoi-senpai...? That was yet another name unfamiliar to him. It struck him like that belonging to a lost soul, and coupled with the imagery of a mysterious, unseen figure watching him from the shadows, it was enough to make Aira's spine shiver. He began to worry about some kind of rumour he heard, that every single clan was to be included in this assigning of units. Even some of the... less favourable ones. Aira distinctly remembered hearing whispers of Magi hailing from the Shadow Clan, an organization filled with ne'er-do-wells and users of dark magic. From a young age, he was always told to avoid anyone who belonged to it. But he'd never actually encountered anyone who claimed to be a member... that he knew of, at least.

"Are you alright, Aira?" Hiiro tapped Aira's shoulder, snapping him out of his daze.

"Uwaah-! Don't freak me out like that!" Aira jumped back, completely not expecting the boy to come up behind him and speak at a normal volume directly next to his ear, nearly making it ring. "A-And yeah, I'm fine!"

He was about to continue, but was interrupted by the loud jingling of bells emanating from the very center of town square. The three turned to face the source of the racket, locking eyes with a person hanging upside-down from the branches of the Ancient Tree. His attire seemed rather mundane and tidy on first glance, but quickly revealed its true nature with mismatched colours and bizarre pieces of jewelry. He seemed completely disinterested in how many leaves were falling as a result of his tomfoolery, instead shaking a strand of sleigh bells wildly to gain everyone's attention. Slowly, the chaotic conversation of the crowd below him simmered to a whisper, then stopped completely. Some glared at him with irritation, continuing their conversation after only a few seconds. But most listened intently, as they, Aira included, knew exactly who this was.

"Thank you, thank you for your attention~!" Hibiki Wataru exclaimed. "Now! Ladies, gentlemen, and all else who care to listen, allow me, your very own Hibiki Wataru, to be the first to congratulate and thank you all for your participation! ☆"

"Not like we had a choice," a faceless heckler shouted.

Wataru didn't miss a beat. "Your choice to listen is worthy of thanks enough! Now, I'm sure you've already all been well-informed of our greater goals in this program, but here, I wish to present you with an Amazing opportunity, for both your cooperation, and less importantly, access to yet-untapped power!"

A soft murmur fell over the crowd.

"Very exciting, hm~? Well then, if you are interested, I implore you to have your hand at this!"

Wataru hurled himself through the air, flipping himself upright, and landed on the very branch he was once hanging onto. Midair, though, he released a flurry of pieces of parchment, allowing them to flutter to the ground as swarms of hands reached out for them, eager to gain this mysterious power the jester spoke of. But once they retrieved the paper, though, many threw it back down to the ground, and some even ripped it to shreds. The angry mob turned back up to the tree, only to find Wataru was already gone without a trace.

"Classic stunt of a Trixter," one Warrior groaned. "Givin' us false hope, 'n running off before consequences can hit 'em."

Bewildered at this sudden change of heart, Aira slipped into the crowd, kneeling over and retrieving one of the slips of paper from beneath the people's feet. He rushed back to his unit, having not read it yet, hoping that this "untapped power" was just misunderstood to be worthless.

To his dismay, it seems the crowd was right.

"This looks like Dragonscratch," Aira noted, "but the handwriting is so awful I can barely recognize what each symbol is. I don't even think these ones are real." He gestured to a few symbols of the cryptic language that especially stood out. "Not to mention that us people can't really understand this kinda stuff."

"Dragonscratch...?" Tatsumi tilted his head.

"Umu! I might be able to read parts of it!" Hiiro came up very close next to Aira, looking over his shoulder. But as quickly as his enthusiasm came over him, a frown replaced it.

"Completely unreadable, yeah?"

"No..." His tone went quiet and pensive. "This isn't any kind of modern Dragonscratch, I don't believe. But I do recognize these symbols you pointed out. It would take some time to decipher."

Satisfied with Hiiro's small bit of confidence, Aira handed the sheet to him. "Then you should carry it! I think it'll come in handy!" He chuckled nervously. "...Eventually!"

Tatsumi watched as parts of the crowd began to dissipate. "I think we should consider finding Mayoi-san before we begin our journey. I want to ensure we can all be here to experience it. ♪"

"Oh, yeah! I'd love to get started! I think I wanna become a Master Magi, honestly. I know it's super hard, but--"

Aira couldn't even finish before Hiiro grabbed his wrist and ran excitedly ahead of him. "Let's go!"

"W- Hey--!!!"

~

It would be so easy to leave them behind.

His laboured breathing only grew heavier with each passing second. He curled himself into a ball, only peeking outside through the window every few seconds to set himself back into reality. But still, his thoughts crept in.

You're already a danger enough as it is. What if you ended up hurting them? Or worse?

He gripped his new wand tightly, choking on his own building saliva. He suppressed the urge to gag.

Remember what they told you. You're a danger. You shouldn't be around such innocent souls. You'll corrupt them beyond recognition.

He remembered the gentle voice of the man he'd met an hour earlier.

Just quit. It's not worth it. You won't make a difference to the "peace" anyway.

He held his head in his hands, letting his wand limply fall from his grasp and roll across the rotting floor beneath him. The foul stench of waterlogged wood filled his lungs as he attempted with little success to calm himself. Perhaps they would give him a merciful death. Perhaps his end would be peaceful. Perhaps they could let him die with dignity, with the world never knowing to whom he swore allegiance. Or perhaps they'd drag him around for a little while until he proved to have fully served his purpose. He smiled at that thought-- being useful. It was a far-off dream, one that seemed only befitting of a fantastic legend, a myth he would never be.

But just as he was settling into his nightmare of a daydream, he heard the footsteps of whom would soon become his new family.

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thank you to maple for helping me write alkaloid to be Not Trash! next chapter when i feel like it

[etherealvoidechoes]

Ali’ster Magistar. A rather pleasant fellow for one that is Dhay-Vol’s right hand man. Though, he is a voice of reason for that zealot of a Chosen.

[nbmahoushoujo]

waking up to magical star x camilla is the best way to start the day

[obscenelytinyshark]

Art Fight Revenge on @xenidraws

Magistars are always quick on the draw.

[candlecafe]

The worst part of being traumatized is that you never cry at the right things. Like when I go through awful things I have no reaction, but my magikarp, Magistar, just died in magikarp jump, and I’m extremely distraught.

[scrapyardwings]

Reasons Fenris might follow Solas:

Freeing slaves is kind of their thing.

If Hawke is in the Fade then tearing veil might be a way to save them/Hawke isn’t there to try to convince him not to follow Solas.

If anyone has a way to get rid of the lyrium markings it’s Solas. Not sure if Fenris would actually want them gone when it came down to it because he’s had them for so long and he’s gotten used to fighting a certain way using them, but having the option to get rid of them is something I imagine he would want.

Reasons he should not follow Solas:

The Evanuris sound as bad if not worse than the magistars. Solas locked them away originally for a reason and when they’re free they’re gonna be pissed.

Fenris could be used/manipulated like a tool by said mages worse than what Danarius did. Solas was known as a trickster god, do not trust trickster gods.

Hawke would be sad if another of their friends almost destroys the world.

[roundtable-knight-dyke]

Incarnon magistar is AMAZING love it so much

[retfarcyroeht]

Making a Case for Inaros in 2022 (Warframe)

A lot of Inaros hate has come up as of late but hate is a bit dramatic and somewhat misplaced.

The evolution of game mechanics in Warframe 'stealth' nerfed a frame that was once considered top tier.

Prior to shield gating; any frame was hard pressed to not get one-shotted through their shields. High health and armor values were actually things that players scrambled to get (that or frames with DR abilities).

The same goes for Adaptation or Rolling Guard.

Inaros preceded them all.

But as these mods, arcanes and mechanics made their way into the game; even squishy frames became more tanky while Inaros only received partial benefit from these changes.

His kit, as with some of the other older frames, also did not evolve to keep up with the times. His revive passive locks him into a revive requirement that's subpar when compared to using a secondary and his Sandstorm is a huge energy drain for minimal returns.

But does that make Inaros a trash frame in 2022?

No.

Desiccation is not a bad ability when you use it for range and/or duration. Hitting one or two targets won't net you much gain but using it to spam against multiple mobs will exponentially improve the regen you get while the blind gives you the breathing room to actually benefit from the heal.

In solo play, this will let you get finishers off, which in turn, heals you.

So, an AoE stun/blind that heals and does (in negligible amounts) damage and sets you up for further heals. Not bad.

Devour is a single target cc and heal (that also does minor damage) that can benefit the entire team. It can also turn you (or your teammates) into an i-frame for as long as needed.

The downside is that it roots you in place as long as you're channeling the ability (but no one says you have to channel for 30 minutes). Pop into i-mode, get your reprieve, then pop out; like a Limbo riftwalk.

An on-demand i-frame for you and your team that heals and incapacitates a target; short ranged Blood Altar.

Infuse over Sandstorm.

Scarab Swarm does two things; it can give you up to double your base armor when you sacrifice some of your health (people dramatize the health loss but it is not permanent and can easily be regained; even while the armor is active) and in turn, you can sacrifice some of that newly gained armor to generate an AoE that CCs, heals and does some damage (yes,another one)

Although the double armor value isn't all that high, it's still a boon to your EHP but it's defense that can be turned into offence at will.

Being that Inaros lacks shield gating; we'll have to look for survivability elsewhere. Before we do anything with Helminth, let's take a look at mods and arcanes.

Rejuvenation; for a passive heal. Adaptation, Rolling Guard and Health Conversion (DR, i-framing and a 1350pt armor boost).

Umbral Fiber and Umbral Vitality for Armor and Health.

Rage for energy management (no shields means every hit taken generates energy.

Stretch and Primed Continuity to help optimize Desiccation, Devour and Scarab Swarm.

Primed Surefooted (or at least the focus school that gives you temp status resist)

Getting to an infusion is a bit trickier and depends on what you want to do.

Gloom - swap out range for power strength or more health.

Eclipse - swap out range for power strength

Molt - swap out range for Regenerative Molt

Shooting Gallery - no changes

Elemental Ward (cold) - more armor and passive dps

Aquablades - if you're gonna be stuck in Devour, may as well cause some bleeds; swap out range for power strength.

Roar - swap out Health Conversion for Piercing Roar; spammable 30% DR over a wide radial range plus a damage buff for everything.

Etc, etc.

Hirudo, Sancti Magistar, Basmu or any melee with Healing Return and/or Life Strike for weaponry.

A vulpa or Djinn with Synth Deconstruct and Synth Fiber for a companion.

[sillymoonboi]

You're so pretty, Magistar!

FT:Pomni (wait who’s that on the door?)

Fact about magistar:he doesn’t really care much about compliments about his looks only about his shows or performances .

[magistars]

DENNYDEEZ —> MAGISTARS

21 | they/them | virgo | magi, maggie, etc

FAVE ANIME…

Chainsaw Man

Michiko to Hatchin

Kill la Kill

Madoka Magica

CURRENTLY WATCHING…

Samurai Champloo

Demon Slayer

MHA s6

MAL - moondragon21

CRUNCHY - fablesugondeez

RANDOM TIDBITS..

I LOVE FOOD. Savory, spicy, sweet, sour… bitter isn’t my favorite, but I’ll try just about anything! Anytime I travel I always look forward to all the new food I’m gonna try. Having ADHD tho, it’s hard for me to cook on my own ;-;

Heavy metal is my preferred music genre, stuff like SOAD and Deftones. But I listen to everything…

I’m a bit of a ‘try everything once’ person. Unless it has to do with heights.

[cl0ckworkpuppet]

doing some silly little wand designs for alkaloid and fine :)

[etherealvoidechoes]

High Priest, Dhay-Vol’s right hand man, Ali’ster Magistar. Oddly pleasant fellow.

Color later, enjoy the lineart.

[zanimljivaekonomija]

IZLOŽBA „U VINOGRADU SVETOG TRIFUNA“ u Galeriji Zavoda za proučavanje kulturnog razvitka

U susret pedesetogodišnjici rada naše eminentne slikarke, Slobodanke Rakić Šefer, i stogodišnjeg rođendana vinove loze u dvorištu Zavoda za proučavanje kulturnog razvitka, u Galeriji Zavoda (ul. Rige od Fere 4) otvorena je izložba „U vinogradu Svetog Trifuna“. Što se i iz naziva izložbe može jasno naslutiti, izložene su slike-ulja na platnu koja slave vinovu lozu, grožđe i vino. Slobodanka Rakić Šefer poslednjih godina pokazuje veliko interesovanje i posvećenost grožđu, slikajući ovo božansko voće na njoj karakterističan maestralan način. Najnovija dela, na kojima umetnica dokazuje svoje umeće da uzdigne i podari smisao detaljima, svedoče nam o tome da je „Slobodanka prešla dugačak put, posmatrajući širok spektar pojava koje su se odvijale u tokovima umetnosti. Na nekim slikama, ona i u samo nekoliko zrna grožđa prepozna univerzum slasti…“.

Slobodanka Rakić Šefer se davnih godina prošlog veka otisnula u profesionalne slikarske vode.  Rođena je u Duvaništu, odrasla u Šapcu, a školovala se u Beogradu. Prvi je šabački magistar slikarstva, član je ULUS-a i Udruženja likovnih umetnika Šapca od 1977. godine, Lade – Društva srpskih umetnika od 1978, a ULUPUDS-a od 2012. godine. Učestvovala je na oko 700 kolektivnih žiriranih izložbi ili izložbi po pozivu, kod nas i u inostranstvu, a ostvarila je  sto dve samostalne izložbe u zvaničnim galerijskim prostorima. Utiske o njenom stvaralaštvu i dan-danas objavljuju istoričari i teoretičari umetnosti, likovni kritičari, pisci, pesnici, publicisti, novinari, kolege, kao i ljudi iz raznih drugih profesija koji nalaze inspiraciju u njenim delima. Dobitnik je više od 20 priznanja za svoj rad, a poslednja je Vukova nagrada KPZ Srbije iz 2020. godine.

Izložba „U vinogradu Svetog Trifuna“ realizuje se u okviru svečanosti obeležavanja slave Zavoda, Svetog Trifuna, i Dana državnosti Republike Srbije, pod pokroviteljstvom Ministarstva kulture, i može se pogledati svakog radnog dana do 27. februara u periodu od 9 do 15 časova. Sa ovom izložbom autorka Slobodanke Rakić Šefer želi posebno da ukaže na vinovu lozu u dvorištu Zavoda za proučavanje kulturnog razvitka koja postoji i rađa grožđe već 96 godina. Ona očekuje da Grad Beograd ili neko od ministarstava (kulture, poljoprivede ili turizma) posveti pažnju očuvanju vinove loze u samom centru Beograda kako bi ona dočekala ne samo 100-ti rođendan, već da bi u godinama i decenijama koje dolaze postala i svojevrsna turistička znamenitost.

Foto: Momčilo Karan