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• SECTION 2.4.(b) Display of School Report Cards. – Notwithstanding G.S. 115C-47(58), 115C-75.8(d)(7), 115C-218.65, 115C-238.66(11), 116-239.8(b)(14), and Section 6(d)(2) of S.L. 2018-32, public school units are not required to display school report card information for the 2020-2021 school year based on data from the 2019-2020 school year.   School report cards were not issued for the 2020-2021 school year because assessment data was not collected during the 2019-2020 school year due to COVID-19.

  
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• Waccamaw School is a K – 8 educational environment built on the support of a strong community.  As the center point of Ash, students enter at the age of five ready to absorb the essentials of reading and math and leave prepared for the challenges of high school and beyond. Our unique situation allows students to know the teachers before they are in the classroom, which eases the tensions of transition.  Waccamaw prides itself as an institution of learning that demands students to push themselves forward while feeling cared for by a school family.   Our academic teams excel at the competition while our performing arts groups bring crowds to their feet.  Waccamaw will continue to train athletes both physically and mentally, as well as to expand and encourage creative ideas and pursuits.  The Eagles of Waccamaw are proud, determined, and ready to fly.

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Ash High School in Plainview, TX

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Ash High School is a public high school of the Plainview Independent School District located in Plainview, TX. It has 64 students in grades 9th through 12th.
Ash High School is the 1,851st largest public high school in Texas and the 21,990th largest nationally.
It has a student teacher ratio of 4.8 to 1.

Total Students: 64
Pupil/Teacher Ratio: 4.8:1
Full Time Teachers: 13.44

Enrollment Rank Nationally: 21,990th out of 26,089
Enrollment Rank in Texas: 1,851st out of 2,323
Student/Teacher Rank in Texas:
149th out of 2,121
Full Time Teacher Rank in Texas:
1,621st out of 2,121

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Ash High School Free and Reduced Lunch Assistance

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Ash High School is ranked 1,767th out of 2,141 ranked schools in Texas, for total students on lunch assistance.

The percentage of Ash High School students on free and reduced lunch assistance (75.0%) is higher than the state average of 53.3%. This may indicate that the area has a higher level of poverty than the state average.

Students at a participating school may purchase a meal through the National School Lunch Program. Families with incomes between 130%
and 185% of the federal poverty level are eligible for reduced price meals.
Schools may not charge more than 40¢ for reduced-price lunches, nor more than 30¢ for reduced-price breakfasts.
Students from families with incomes at or below 130% of the federal poverty level are eligible for free meals.

For 2014, a family of two needs to make an annual income below $20,449 to be eligible for free meals or below $29,100 for reduced price meals.
A family of four needs to make an annual income below $31,005 for free meals or $44,122 for reduced price meals.

Ash High School Trends Over Time

Total Students Over Time

Student Teacher Ratio Over Time

Student Teacher Ratio Over Time

Year	Student Teacher Ratio
2005	7. 2
2006	6.7
2007	8.2
2008	4.7
2009	4.5
2010	4.4
2011	4.5
2012	4.5
2013	3.9
2014	5.5
2015	4.8

Lunch Assistance Over Time

Lunch Assitance Over Time

Year	Lunch Assitance
2005	0.42028985507246
2006	0.65151515151515
2007	0.47244094488189
2008	0. 58441558441558
2009	0.5
2010	0.68493150684932
2011	0.80555555555556
2012	0.38461538461538
2013	0.86538461538462
2014	0.79487179487179
2015	0.75

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480.0%	4.8:1
1,419.0%	14.2:1
1,636. 7%	16.4:1

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Top Nearby High Schools

School	Type	Grades	Students	Student Teacher Ratio	Distance
Ash High School Plainview, TX	Public	09 – 12	64	4. 8:1
Estacado Middle School Plainview, TX	Public	06 – 09	600	13.9:1	1 miles
Plainview High School Plainview, TX	Public	09 – 12	1,426	14.5:1	1 miles
Kress High School Kress, TX	Public	07 – 12	88	6. 6:1	11 miles
Hale Center High School Hale Center, TX	Public	09 – 12	184	10.6:1	12 miles
Lockney High School Lockney, TX	Public	09 – 12	133	7.2:1	18 miles
Cotton Center School Cotton Center, TX	Public	PK – 12	106	8. 8:1	21 miles
Tulia High School Tulia, TX	Public	09 – 12	312	10.1:1	24 miles
Petersburg School Petersburg, TX	Public	PK – 12	263	11.4:1	25 miles
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Ash Grove, MO Elementary Schools

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School	Type	Students	Student to Teacher Ratio	Free or Reduced Lunch	School District
Ash Grove Elementary	Public	213	14. 3	44%
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Ash Grove has 1 school(s)

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Ash Grove has 213 students(s)

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Ash Grove	215.53333333333
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	139.26666666667
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Student Teacher Ratio in Nearby Cities

Dadeville	6.7
Everton	9.9
Walnut Grove	13.1
Willard	14. 2
Ash Grove	14.3
Bois D’arc	14.8

Student Teacher Ratio in Ash Grove Compared Statewide

Ash Grove has a 14.3 student teacher ratio

Student Teacher Ratio in Ash Grove Compared Statewide

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Ash Grove	14.233333333333
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Ash Grove has a 44.1% Free and Reduced Lunch Percentage

Free and Reduced Lunch Percentage in Ash Grove Compared Statewide

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Ash Grove	0.43742
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Read online “School of Ashes”, Vitaly Zykov – LitRes

The Brotherhood is a community of magicians who profess the same views and are united by a specific goal. Members of fraternities traditionally practice similar or closely related Secret Arts and are closed to outsiders. On the territory of Borea, the activities of any brotherhoods are prohibited, but the restrictions are purely formal. Many communities of this kind now feel quite comfortable under the guise of official Schools.

From the textbook of the history of the Borean Schools for students of the College of the White Gloves ^[1]

It is always easier to make friends not for something, but against someone!

From the memoirs of Archmage Lloyd Garrote, Chancellor of Avalon

Chapter one,

in which the road calls the hero

The ceiling of Lady Mara’s bedroom was decorated in the style of the Borean fashion of the last century. Ever since the country was a monarchy, the emperor was sitting in the palace in Varganda, and observance of religious canons was taken for granted. A dozen and a half miniatures along the perimeter and one large painting in the center depicted scenes from the Message to the Descendants, where the Saints performed powerful magic, inspired people before battles and defeated demonic hordes. It all looked bright and beautiful, but, for the taste of Malk, it was completely unsuitable for the room of a young and life-loving lady. But who is he to meddle with his opinion?!

Malk replaced the sheet that had slipped from his hips and, putting his hands behind his head, continued to lazily study the work of an unknown artist.

– Are you awake? Terry, who was lying next to her, groaned sleepily, not even trying to move. – For a long time?

“Long time ago,” Malk grunted, glancing at the girl.

Now she did not in any way resemble that elegant and refined Lady Mara, whose image she so carefully nurtured in public. The tousled hair, the shadows under the eyes, the chapped lips, and the overall pallor—the two days and two nights they spent in bed together had not gone unnoticed for her. Even Malk, with his increased vitality and stamina, was like a squeezed lemon, to say nothing of the lady …

Contrary to his expectations, Terry suddenly showed surprising vivacity and, abruptly turning around, threw her leg over him.

– And what did you do then, if you woke up a long time ago? she murmured.

Malk grinned out of the corner of his mouth.

– I was just lying down, resting… and trying not to think that today the train to Vargand was waiting for me.

“Oh, there’s still plenty of time before evening,” Terry waved her hand away.

“How to say it, how to say it…” Malk objected not without smugness. “Two days ago, I also planned to just pay a courtesy call to one charming lady, but in the end … look how everything started spinning.

And then a playful poke in the ribs with a fist started.

– Hey! This is true! – Malk was indignant, hiding behind his elbow.

The visit to Lady Mara was indeed full of surprises. Tormented by communication with Mrs. Leara Malk, of course, hoped that Terry’s invitation to visit would not be reduced to a decent conversation in the living room, but he did not even dream that flirting would so rapidly develop into something more. And the point here is not at all some kind of excessive emancipation of Lady Mara – although this, too, should not be discounted! – but rather in his own desire to dive into the pool of passion and forget about the world around him at least for a while.

Well, he really succeeded in the last one! The conversation over a cup of tea, from which his visit to the lady began, very quickly turned to the topic of relationships, acquired a playful tone … and now Malk himself did not understand how it happened that he, without interrupting kisses, carried the girl to the bedroom. To a bedroom they won’t leave for the next two days.

Are you sure you want to leave? asked Lady Maroy suddenly, placing her arm bent at the elbow under her head and looking into the face of her lover.

Malk shrugged vaguely.

– I don’t know. The day before yesterday I would have said yes, but today… today all past worries seem stupid and unreal,” he drawled thoughtfully. However, memory immediately obligingly slipped the details of the conversation with Mrs. Leara, and he continued in a much more confident tone: “Although why deceive yourself … Stay here, and my future life will be bright, happy, but, alas, very short. So… there is no going back.

Malk smiled apologetically and kissed Terry on the tip of his nose.

“Yes, you played a lot of tricks in Andalore,” the girl answered and laughed melodiously. “Since that Night of Yorroch, when we met, even some of the Lesser Magisters have been talking about an aspiring mage named Malk in certain circles. That for an Adept not the most prestigious institution of Boreas is already a considerable achievement.

What he heard made Malk frown.

– Are they discussing me? And in more detail? – he asked.

– Is it that important? Terry smiled. Now, breaking out of the tight confines of etiquette, she looked surprisingly sweet and… as if at home. And yet – brutally seductive.

However, Malk was not embarrassed at the moment.

“It’s very important for someone like me,” he explained. – I didn’t tell you much about myself, but…

– Oh, don’t be ridiculous! Terri interrupted him. – Do you really think that I will go to bed with the first comer?! Of course, John learned everything he could. About you, your “ordinary” origin, learning difficulties, a small war with the loyalists and an obvious discord with a girlfriend. The girl, immediately becoming something like Lady Leara, laughed again. – As you can see, I know everything that is really important!

She emphasized the word “really”. And Malk nodded understandingly, his lips stretched into a mirthless smile. He preferred not to talk about the fact that the importance of such things could differ greatly between him and her. Otherwise, in fact, Yorroch take him, he will get carried away and get to the bottom of Malk’s connections with the Chancellery, find out about the receipt of the Ketoth Legacy, get to the persecution by “this grandfather Boniface”. He certainly didn’t want that!

– Even more so. I somehow got used to thinking that leaving Boreas will close the problems with the discontent of the nobility … Who will hunt the “cockroach” that fled to Jorroh for the horns? But if it has already come to idle talk, then …

“Nothing terrible happened,” Terri interrupted him. – Our valiant warriors are discussing you with might and main. And not even so much you as your luck. Rarely do they have to meet Adepts from the “city sissies” who manage to survive a full-fledged duel between the Avalonian Junior Master and not the weakest demon in this world!

“Is that so…” Malk muttered, digesting what he had heard. And he asked rather tactlessly: – As I understand it, there is no point in asking how one lady far from the army knows the private conversations of Borean officers?

Something flickered in Lady Mara’s eyes, but if she didn’t like the question, she didn’t show it again.

– Why? The answer is obvious: from my general,” Terry answered with surprising spontaneity.

Malk didn’t even have anything to say to that. Although … she is not his wife and not his girlfriend. And if so, then it’s not for him to condemn a lady who is not too burdened with morality. Especially lying naked in her bed.

Nevertheless, there was an unpleasant silence in the room. And to change the subject, Malk said:

– By the way, I’m sorry, but I lost your handkerchief.

I caught Lady Mara’s perplexed look and explained:

– Well, the one you gave me after the Night in the Temple of the Archon. With special features!

Either Terry was playing, or she really forgot, but she remembered the little thing isolating magical emanations only after Malk’s explanation.

– Oh, his … Yes, nonsense. Stupid toy, made back in the days when I hoped to find myself and break out of the crippled Gift, the girl waved her hand with mock indifference. Moreover, it was felt that the reaction was caused not by the fact of losing the gift, but by what was behind it. The history of its creation and the actual theme of talent for magic. – Completely pointless. – And then she looked sharply at Malk. “I’m surprised you recognized this rag as more than just a handkerchief!”

Malk, who remembered how the old gunsmith had reacted to the “rag”, only twirled his fingers in the air vaguely.

– Wait, what’s wrong with your Gift? he asked, suddenly interested. – If John was digging into my past, then you should know that I was a former “dummy”. So in front of you, one might say, is a specialist in talent problems …

– Specialist? Well then, if the specialist…” Terry interrupted him again with a quiet but not offensive laugh, but immediately continued seriously: “My Pedigree has mutated. Not like yours, when there is not even a trace of it left in the blood, but otherwise … when the talent bestowed by the ancestors is transformed into something else, crooked and miserable. As a result, I was able to go through the initiation, but I can no longer take the bar for the rank of Apprentice.

– And nothing to help? Pick up the Arcane Art, experiment with alchemy, Forbidden Techniques…” Malk asked sympathetically. It is clear that Lady Maroy did not tell everything, but even what she heard was enough to feel some kind of affinity with her.

– Do you have any idea how much it will cost? Terry said melancholy. – If I were the daughter of the Patriarch of the House or the head of the Family, maybe there would be a hope of being healed, otherwise … be my Adept until death. – She paused and continued: – True, there were advisers that we should turn to the “demon-lovers.” For a proper offering, the demons correct not so much, but …

– But? Malk raised his eyebrows.

– But although I can hardly be called a highly moral person, there are still boundaries that I will never cross. And I will not make a deal with the enemies of humanity for anything, ”Lady Maroy said with unexpected seriousness, and Malk suddenly felt an incomprehensible relief somewhere in the depths of his soul. For some reason, such a response from the girl was very pleasant to him … I wonder if Miles Drago’s oath manifests itself like that?

– What is your Pedigree? Malk asked, somewhat dumbfounded by what he heard and therefore completely forgotten about the taboos existing among magicians. He immediately remembered, caught himself and hastily added: – But if it’s a secret, you don’t have to answer!

However, the tactless question did not anger the girl at all. On the contrary, she suddenly smiled, looked appraisingly at Malk, and with a predatory gleam familiar to him from previous meetings, said:

– It’s not a secret, but… I just won’t tell! Should I be a mystery?

The question had only one possible answer. Malk silently hugged the girl and clung to her lips in a kiss. For a while, the room fell silent again, interrupted by the sound of kisses. However, it didn’t grow into something more – at some point, Terry pulled away from Malk and, having announced that she was going to order about dinner, fluttered out of the bedroom.

Malk was left alone. He finally got the opportunity to think about what had happened, fortunately there really was something to pay attention to.

And above all, it concerned the very reason why he and Lady Mara became close. If everything was clear with him himself, then Malk did not believe in the suddenly flashed passion of the capital’s beauty for not the most attractive – especially after the transformation under the influence of the magic of Life – the Calhoun guy Malk did not believe. Terri didn’t seem like the kind of person who could give in to an impulse at all. Not a manipulator of the level of Mrs. Leara, of course, but not a parlor flirt with the wind in her head either. She has some plans for him, for the sake of which you can help with a fortune-telling mentor, and even drag him into bed. Surely there is! But what exactly is the question. Certainly not related to his unearthly talent and mind-blowing wealth.

This became especially clear after talking about Terry’s problems with the Bloodline and the Gift. In this kind of situation, a resolute lady will inevitably strive to develop relationships with powerful and influential magicians, make acquaintances with rare specialists like the Old Man, look for opportunities to develop her own business … However, Malk somehow wormed his way here ?! No, something is definitely not right here.

But what was happening was not limited to their impossible relationship. Speaking of Pedigree, Terry didn’t say a word about her relatives. As she did not touch on the topic of ill-wishers, the persecution of which forced her to make herself a magical tattoo protecting herself from fortune telling. By the way, very pretty – over the past two days, he managed to see enough of her.

And Malk still remembered the sensations that arose during the divination ritual performed for Lady Mara! And he didn’t forget about the Old Man’s advice not to mess with the one whose attention the girl attracted to herself.

“Maybe the tattoo is the problem? Derek Urval left the city, there is no one else to conduct the rituals that support her Force. Is Terry keeping me as a spare fortune teller?” Malk suggested.

The guess looked reasonable, but for some reason his soul did not lie to it. And more and more it seemed that he was missing something. Some moment that completely changes the current picture …

On the other hand, what difference does it make? He is not going to marry Lady Mara, he has no illusions about the bonds between them. So is it worth it to fill your head with nonsense about why and why ?! Moreover, even if you forget about intimacy, Malk still had a debt to Terry. Maybe it didn’t cost her anything, but at the right moment – when Malk was looking for a fortune-telling teacher – she did not dismiss the request and helped. And it’s worth it. And therefore, if Lady Mara suddenly turns for support, he will not refuse.

Malk’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of high heels coming from the corridor. The door to the bedroom cracked open and a flushed Terry burst into the room.

– Pack up fast! – she shouted from the threshold, trying to give her hair at least the appearance of a hairstyle along the way. – The general’s steam car drove up to the gate!

– What? – stupidly asked too relaxed Malk. – Mr. General?

The appearance of Lady Mara’s official lover came as a complete surprise to him. He imperceptibly adopted the ease with which the girl treated her former partner – she never even called him by name, limiting herself to a rank or, in rare cases, a magical rank. But, as it turned out, it was premature to write off that one.

“If you want, I can meet him and talk to him,” suggested Malk awkwardly, gathering things scattered around the bedroom and pulling them over himself.

Are you out of your mind?! Lady Maroy rolled her eyes in unfeigned horror. – Of course, he is a so-so magician, and he received the rank only under the patronage of his father, but … Malk, you are definitely not his rival! Do you understand this?

Malk nodded grimly. A strong Adept, of course, can compete with an average Apprentice and, with great luck, can even harm the Bachelor, but for senior magicians, he is nothing more than dust underfoot. Even for so-so sorcerers. So, honestly, Malk’s proposal was quite drawn to an exotic way of suicide.

– He’s already at the front door! Terri gasped, listening. – Yorroh! Down you can not … Come on there!

She put his shoes into Malk’s hands and pushed him towards the window.

– Go, go! she hissed. She suddenly froze, obviously thinking, rushed like a kite to the writing table, scribbled something with a self-writing pen on a rectangular piece of paper and, returning back, slipped it into the pocket of Malk’s vest. “This is my thoughtgraph number. I check it every few weeks, so don’t disappear… Promise?

Lady Maroy looked demandingly into Malk’s eyes, and when she saw something she alone understood, she gave in to the impulse and pressed herself against his chest.

– Everyone, go away! He’s already going up to the floor,” Terri said breaking the hug.

She waited for Malk to get out through the window onto the cornice running along the wall of the building, closed the sash behind it and rushed to the bed. She obviously planned to meet her general, lying languidly on the pillows. True, Malk had not seen the last details. All his attention was occupied by a narrow stone strip, on which he now had to balance with difficulty. And it was not that he was afraid to fall into the front garden spread out under the window – the height made it possible not to be crippled – but he did not want to leave characteristic traces there that could prompt a reasonable person to dangerous thoughts.

Calculating in his mind that if he got to the corner of the house, he could climb onto the roof of the barn, and from there he could jump unnoticed onto the garden path, Malk cautiously, with a side step, moved away from the now dangerous bedroom. He even managed to overcome the first sazhen, when the abandoned window suddenly opened with a thud, there was a hiss that only a lit cigar can emit, and the smell of smoke wafted through. Terry’s guest – may Jorroch and all his army have him at once – decided to smoke. And as soon as he leaned out a little more, he would immediately see an opponent frozen in a pillar.

– You’re smoking again! Finish quickly and come to me! For whom did I put on a new peignoir ?! Terry’s cooing voice reached Malk.

Before he had time to marvel at the female treachery, an indistinct male grumbling followed, a lit cigar flew like a comet into the front garden, and the window sashes slammed again. Malk again remained in splendid isolation.

Hmmm, it’s one thing to sleep with a Junior Master’s woman, and quite another to be at arm’s length from this Junior Master! Thought was quite sensible, but somewhat belated. So Malk wiped his sweaty forehead and continued up the ledge. Thank the Saints, the only window he came across was shuttered, so he quickly slipped through it, got to the corner of the building, stepped onto the roof of the barn, and … made it to the garden path with a giant leap. For a moment he froze, waiting for the cry of involuntary witnesses, and when he was convinced that he had gone unnoticed, he rushed towards the fence leading to the neighboring street. He put on his boots when he was outside.

A love affair that almost turned into a disaster ended happily…

The next few hours Malk devoted himself entirely to running around the city. I went to the Society, where I received a mark in the magician’s passport about the successful completion of the courses, updated my wardrobe a little, bought all sorts of little things necessary on the road, and closed my bank account. He also went to the workshop where they sold Druzal’s Mirror, and returned the pieces to them for a ridiculous half drachma. Against the backdrop of his last deal, when he was offered eleven drachmas for focusing crystals from the first artifact, it looked like an outright mockery, but … but Malk did not even argue. Having been on the battlefield between the Junior Magister and the demons, the Mirror even looked like a pile of melted scrap metal. And the fact that he was paid for them at all was already not bad …

Malk was the last to pick up a battered bag from the storage room at the station and immediately proceeded to the platform that smelled of burning coal. There was still almost an hour left before departure, but first-class ticket holders – Mrs. Leara was clearly generous for some reason – were allowed into the car right now, which Malk took advantage of. He quickly found his compartment, hung his coat in the locker, ordered tea from the conductor, flopped down at the table and… and, take it, Yorroch, only then did he suddenly realize that he really was on the train and was about to leave Andalor. But a year ago, all his thoughts and life goals were connected with the cultural capital. And he believed that it would be his home for at least the next decade.

Hmm, in the light of current realities, his past plans now seemed even more naive and stupid. He kept a secret diary, calculated options for the future, but look how everything turned out! He is back on the train, with burned bridges blazing behind him, miserable pennies in his pocket, and the unknown ahead. Everything is almost the same as last time, except that now he is alone, has a bunch of enemies and sits on the hook at the terrible Chancellery. A wonderful example of the realization of youthful fantasies!

Despite the bitterness of his thoughts, Malk, to his own surprise, was not really upset. On the contrary, he seemed to himself somehow renewed. As if freed from chains and gained wings. After all, if you think about it, he became a magician, acquired a bunch of skills, learned to look at life with a sober look. Moreover, he survived where people much more experienced than him predicted death for him, he found the true goals and meaning of life – “what he gets up in the morning for” ^[2] – and even saw the real faces of those who were hiding under the masks of his friends. True, still no, no, yes, and resentment at the betrayal of Helavia surfaced in her heart, but this pain was not sharp or excruciating either … Although, obviously, the nightly frenzy with Lady Mara played a role here. I remember that in the boarding school, the boys who felt the taste of adult life loved to teach the “baby” someone else’s wisdom. “To forget one woman, you have to spend the night with four others,” they said, and thanks to Terry, Malk began to put this advice into practice. What will happen next is unknown, but so far the recipe has clearly worked.

Not everything was so bad with money either. Malk was carrying the forty drachmas borrowed by his stepfather to Andalor, and this money was barely enough for him at first. He left the cultural capital with honestly earned fifty-eight drachmas, which was almost one and a half times higher than his former “wealth”. And otherwise, Malk was in a fair amount of profit … The damned knife, the revolver, even, fuck them Yorroh, the Fox mask and the figurine of a knight from the mysterious Hall of the Rememberers – all these were symbols of new life, life walking on the edge of the Gifted. And Malk finally realized this and accepted it wholeheartedly.

But the most important value that he now had at his disposal and that had the most impact on his mental state was the recommendations of the Chancellery specialists on forming a Nimbus and overcoming the border of the Apprentice rank. It was the presence of these records in the luggage that became for Malk a visible confirmation of a dream come true and … the key to future development.

From the mere thought of what awaits him upon his arrival in Vargand, Malka was seized by nervous excitement, which had to be suppressed by an effort of will. After all, it was in the capital that he was going to conduct the necessary rituals and take a new peak of his development as a magician by storm. It was there, away from the aristocrats offended by him, the schemes of active opponents of the Ketoth temple prepared against him and the insidious plans of the representatives of the Avalonian embassy, ​​that Malk wanted to become an Apprentice. Yes, the move did not change anything – the influence of all his enemies remained in the capital – but he did not rely on this. Malk believed that he had surprise on his side, some even arrogance and … a wide variety of magical organizations in Vargand.

I wonder if Lady Leara expected something like this, or thought that greed would win in him and he would still risk using the help of the Society’s magicians?! Although what, to Yorroh, the difference! The decision has been made, Malk is on the train and already understands exactly who he needs to look for upon arrival. It remains only to get to the capital, and preferably without getting into another trouble. Without all those demons, terrorists, or a dwarf cursed by the Saints, under the influence of the last trip, they became invariable attributes of the railway for Malk.

But if you’re not lucky… Well, he’s ready for anything. In the bag, on top of things, there is a loaded multi-barreled pistol, a cursed dagger in a sheath is tucked under the shirt in the belt of his trousers, and the Spark spell is ready to break from the tongue at any moment. Get it right, get it right. Not the first time!

However, this time everything went surprisingly smoothly and routinely. No one alerted soldiers from the convoy, no one fired cannons, no one fired in the dining cars. Moreover, all two days, while the train reached the terminal station in Varganda, Malk was completely alone in the compartment, freed from the tedious duty to endure some especially talkative fellow traveler. So is it any wonder that he got off the train in a great mood, the most suitable for the ritual?

“To the eastern branch of the School of the Green Light,” Malk said to the cab driver, getting into the cab at the exit from the station.

A day earlier, during a conversation with the conductor, he accidentally learned about the travel library on the train. I went there, rummaged through the books read to holes, and found the Bulletin of Educational Institutions. A reference book, which was considered in Borea the main source of knowledge on the magical organizations existing in the country. The rest was a matter of technique, so by evening Malk had in his hands a list of the most suitable witch communities for his purposes. And the Green Light School was number one there. Not a bad time saver for someone who planned to spend the first day in Varganda searching for the necessary information in the local public library!

As it turned out, it didn’t take long to get to the right address, it’s good if ten to fifteen minutes. Malk didn’t even have time to enjoy the trip – he seemed to have just begun to admire the surroundings, as the cab had already stopped in front of the wrought-iron gates of the stately mansion, and the cabby in a smoky voice suggested getting out.

The previously gained momentum was maintained even further. To get into the territory, it turned out to be enough to show the mage’s token to the guard, and paying the “disturbance fee” of three dozen obols at the entrance to the School building itself opened the rest of the doors for Malk. There was no need to even sit in line in front of the right office – the specialist, to whom the pretty Student girl sent Malk in the lobby, accepted him immediately, without any delay.

– And what made the respected Adept, who was trained in Andalore, choose the School of Vargand to break through the rank? the Bachelor of the School of the Green Light asked Malk in Basque, after he had familiarized himself with the papers handed over to him. – You have organizations of magicians there, although not as many as in the old capital, but most of them are quite consistent with the high rank of the School. Why, for the sake of not the most difficult procedure, to go through half the country?

Malk, not expecting such a question, frowned.

“You are more trustworthy,” he finally said after a short pause.

“Trust means…” drawled the magician of the School and took up the papers again. For some time he leafed through them thoughtfully, after which he dropped them on the table and resolutely said: – It’s good when it’s like that. Because personally I have no desire to follow the data, if I may say so, the recommendations!

Malk glanced sideways at the documents received from Mrs. Leara, looked back at the owner of the office, and froze in anticipation of an explanation.

– Former “dummy”, Gift skewed towards Pneuma, too strong Authority, Life poisoning, unsuccessful set of spells … Each of these points is enough to complicate the procedure for crossing the rank border, and here they are all collected in a heap. The Bachelor shook his head in disapproval and sighed. – The fact that someone agreed to give any recommendations under such conditions without preliminary research is simply beyond my understanding!

The magician’s words sounded convincing. From such an angle, Malk did not look at the advice of experts from Mrs. Leara.

– And what then? he asked with some tension.

The Green Light School representative shrugged.

– First pass the diagnosis, and then make a decision! He hesitated a bit and added, “Eleven drachmas, and the risk of a dangerous mistake will be minimized.”

The announced price made Malk gasp in shock. A fifth of all his money! And this is without spending on the rituals themselves! Yorroh and all his demonic hordes… The first impulse was to take the documents and leave the School grounds. Still, on his list, Green Light wasn’t the only organization providing magician promotion support services between ranks, but… but who said that he would be spoken to differently in other places?! And if you remember that Mrs. Leara’s specialists simply did not know about his fairly grown-up Power, then the value of their advice really became doubtful.

– OK, I agree! When do we start? Malk said firmly.

And the Bachelor, who was bored, instantly broke into a satisfied smile.

– Yes, right now, why pull something?! he announced, eagerly getting up from the table and gesturing for Malk to go to the far corner of the office, where a three-four square sazhens area, paved with wild stone tiles, stood out as a gray spot.

Malk took a careful look at the proposed place and chuckled softly. He did not see any signs of the Runoglyph, nor magic circles on the floor, which means that the methods of the School were somewhat different from what they were taught in the Society. But at the top, just above the gray square, hung a complex structure of enchanted copper and tempered glass, the entire surface of which was covered with countless sorcery signs and patterns, and four curved manipulators with crystal needles at the ends hung freely on the sides.

After gesturing to Malk to wait, the Bachelor forcefully pulled a metal panel hidden in it out of the wall and placed his open palm on top. At the same time, he began to chant a long incantation, in which each spoken word seemed to collect streams of green light from everywhere and pour it into a seemingly lifeless device. A dozen seconds later, the mechanism gave off a low-pitched hum, sparks of light danced in its built-in crystals, and what Malk had taken for manipulators jerked apart.

– Undress and stand in the center. We’ll see what and how,” the Bachelor said casually.

Managing the device apparently did not cause him any problems.

Malk complied with the order. And as soon as he was under the buzzing machine, the mechanical limbs began to move again and aimed crystal needles at him. The crown, the point between the eyebrows, the center of the chest and the lower abdomen – the main energy centers of the body became the targets. And if Malk understood what was happening correctly, then it should have been very painful …

Before he even got scared, the needles lit up green, a corona of energy discharges appeared around them, and four magic beams rushed into him. Each dagger pierced the skin and muscles and penetrated somewhere deeper. Or, at least, he thought so. The rain of pain, which hardened the will, allowed me to restrain myself and not cry out, but it still did not become less painful.

– It will hurt a little, be patient! Malk heard a voice, and he clenched his teeth and nodded.

In response, the Force blew from above, the Bachelor’s Power began to move, and magical figures drawn right in the air, one after another, descended on Malk, as if on an axis. They passed through the head in a warm stream, responded with cold when they glided over the body, pricked with thousands of pins, running through the legs, and in the end they simply disappeared into the stones of the floor, passing the feet. And so three times, until the Force invested by the owner of the office was exhausted and the procedure was completed.

Is everything? Malk asked when the hum stopped and the lights went out. – Can I get dressed?

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Ash School. Servant of Two Masters

Chapter one, in which the hero is called by the road

The Brotherhood is a community of magicians who profess the same views and are united by a specific goal. Members of fraternities traditionally practice similar or closely related Secret Arts and are closed to outsiders. On the territory of Borea, the activities of any brotherhoods are prohibited, but the restrictions are purely formal. Many such communities are now quite comfortable under the banner of official Schools …

Excerpt from a textbook on the history of Borean Schools for students of White Gloves College0280