>>5892198>>5892299>>5892471>>5892582>>5892828>>5892903>Try to remember the details of how conservatory expulsion works.>Ask for details. Anything to help work on breaking her out of it.You’re not all that familiar with the details of conservatory expulsion–being that it is extraordinarily rare for the conservatory to disinherit a student–but you’ve some understanding of the proceedings.
The student is brought before a tribunal made up of a council of iudices for their area of study: for arcanists, the council is made up of the deans of schools, with abjuration, transmutation, conjuration, divination, enchantment, evocation, illusion, and necromancy, for a total of eight judges (your mother being the dean of divination). The council would hear the student’s plea and vote on their fate, to either expel or forgive them.
You haven’t seen one expulsion in your time at the conservatory yourself–in fact, you’ve seen one student kill another and been let off with a suspension. The academy values the talent and innovation it breeds more so than even the laws of the land itself.. so the likelihood they would expel a witch for serving a classmate eggs they laid seems low.
“It may help to get some details on to break us out of the memory. You were expelled for studying.. ghost magic, right?” Your brow furrows.
“Yes–cadaverine magic, ghost magic, spirit magic.. the common school of thought was that it was a subdomain of necromancy, but we now know its a wholly unique field with its own schools just like arcane and divine magic. It draws on the latent magical power of spirits to cast magic, just like divinists call on gods.” Your master seems happy to speak on it. “The magic’s been outlawed to study for the last millenia, with most books burned and research censored, after the Red Cathedral resurrected Lich King Mortis. But imagine that..! A whole field of magic, with its own unique schools and fields, ignored for a thousand years, just because one dusty lich almost split the planes and tried to split his spirit among seven million vessels.. what a waste, right?”
“Uh–yes.. it sounds very much like a waste, my lady.” You nod.
“Anyways, the practice is technically punishable by death everywhere–specifically, being burnt on the stake to ensure a total elimination of any residual ghost magic in the body.” Your master rests her hand on her cheek. “But, like everything the conservatory does, they broke from the laws of the land and simply expelled me–and warned that I had better keep my head low and out of capitol wizard affairs for a few years. The tribunal is in.. a few minutes from now.”
“A–a few minutes..?” You bawk. You hear a sudden knock-knock-knock from the dorm door, steel against wood.
“That must be them.” Sigrid sighs.
>Try to break out from the window.>Peep through the crack in the door.>Cast a spell.>Go along to the tribunal with her.>[Write-In.] 