Raistlin Majere ((unpopcorning, canon update))

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((Bringing Raistlin back with a canon update to boot! And one of these days, his mun will learn how to format on the first damn try!))

A man in black robes staggered to his feet outside of the popcorn room, clearly disoriented. He snarled a word of magic, creating a thrumming wave of energy that surrounded him like a shield. Raistlin Majere, Master of the Tower of High Sorcery, had returned to Hogwarts. The mage looked down at his robes, jet black and normally of the softest fabric, trimmed in ornate silver runes now sodden with grease. He plucked at a sleeve with with an expression of disgust.

He was back. Raistlin tore his hood back and gave an inarticulate scream of rage. He had passed through Shoikan Grove unharmed and claimed the Tower of High Sorcery as his own, all of it’s secrets and magic were his. The spellbooks of Fistandantilius were his, he was learning the most powerful secrets of arcane magic. Yet the magic of this school had pulled him back against his will.

His spell components were ruined, but he could call on enough magic to burn the grease from his robes. Anyone passing by would see a cranky looking wizard standing in the hallway, smoking.

 

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He smiled cryptically. “When I have taken on the Dark Queen and won, perhaps I will have my own day.”

“I am glad you like the helmets, little ones. I didn’t know you could convert yourselves into metal,” he ventured. Being “metals” was a mystery to Raistlin and he simply figured that among the various talents of the Shoggies, transfiguration was one of them.

“Take me to these components. I’d like to see what it is you collected.”

As the Shoggies led the way, Raistlin began thinking about a way he could use their skills to help him in his eventual bid to take on Takhisis herself.

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"Do we know the Dark Queen? Is it Mastress Shubby?" asked Shoggy 7. "We could try and get you a day, but we might have to steal it from someone else," added Shoggy 16 1/2. "And days are soooo hard to steal. You can't pick them up like other stuff. I don't think we've done it before!"

"No, I don't think we can turn ourselves into made of metal either, Master Raistlin," admitted Shoggy 22. "Shoggies said that being metals means that you aren't dildos, and that it's bad to be dildos. So we're all trying not to be dildos, but we're not sure what it is that we're not being."

The Shoggies were happy to take Raistlin to the collection they'd been accumulating for him, and squelched out to the grounds following the shortest route. "We put stuff into the tower because it was near outside, where we were finding stuff, and because Shoggies can watch the components there," Shoggy 19 explained to Raistlin.

Although McGraw tower technically belonged to Andy Bernard, being that it was a secret santa present to him from the Shoggies, a large number of Shoggies had taken up residence in the mostly-manifested building. Due to its unholy transport from a time in the past, there was something definitely off about the building aside from the occasionally non-manifested wall. There was something non-euclidean about some of the angles, the disco ball mounted atop the tower sparkled with unnatural brightness. "We puts them inside of there," Shoggy 16 announced as the tower came into view. Several more Shoggies noticed the approach of Raistlin and his little group, and came squelching out of the tower, piping their enthusiastic little Shoggy-greetings.

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Dildos? Metals?
Raistlin figured it to be a strange form of their language and didn't question the matter further. As the Shoggies squelched out of the tower, he smiled. He had seen many strange and bizzare things in the Tower of Wayreth, so the relative strangeness of McGraw tower was hardly off-putting.

"This is where you live? I see you found something more fitting than a gazebo."

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"Some us live here, Master Raistlin," Shoggy 7 explained. "We brought it for Andy Bernard for the Secret Santa, and since it's here we've been staying at it." The Shoggies didn't claim possession of the tower at all- they'd brought it for someone else, and did recognize it as technically his. This didn't prevent them from using it, however, and at their arrival they were met by several more Shoggies. "We've brought Master Raistlin to see his spell components," Shoggy 16 told them, to which they all piped "Hello, Master Raistlin!" and squelched along as they entered the tower.

The insides of McGraw tower were just as odd as the outside, if not moreso. Although the building was still clearly the same building they'd transported through time, the transit had somehow adjusted some of the angles to something entirely inhuman. The Shoggies squelched through a few rooms until they got to one which was well over half-full with various piles of odds and ends, many of them organic. One heap consisted of nothing but dead spiders, while another was nothing but dead birds. The Shoggies seemed to have made an effort to sort the 'components', which meant there were more piles of organic matter, both animal and vegetable, as well as some piles of rocks, another of oddly shaped sticks, another of shards of glass, and so on, although there were a few piles of what appeared to be mixed garbage. On the whole, most of the Shoggies 'components' weren't very useful for anything, but, Raistlin was bound to find a decent amount of useful material amongst the rest. "See, it's sooo many components!" Shoggy 22 and the others looked to Raistlin in hopes of approval.