Turns Out: The "Demon Weed" actually IS a gateway!
A gateway to hell! Literally. Not a metaphor. Now, technically, the place was called "The Abyss" but it was, unequivocally, a street preacher's vision of hell.
And Tom Perkinje, transfer student to Harding High was now trapped in the Abyss after inhaling a grand total of two times. Oh, yeah, he was also a twelve-foot tall demon with hooves, bat-wings, horns, tail, full deal!
Now, as if that wasn't bad enough, he was also enslaved, against his will, to a group of myopic wizards that had not only mistaken him for a demon on the Astral Plane; but who had bound him to his current demonic form and left him stranded in the Abyss to await their bidding.
He really wished he had not let his new friend Reggie talk him into trying the stupid drug.
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Jenn was a journeyman Thaumaturge at Lenamare's Academy of Wizardry. School was a living hell for her. Oh, she was learning a lot, thanks to Master Trisfelt, but the Head Master and Head Mistress were insufferable egomaniacs. Head Mistress Jehenna seemed bent on making Jenn miserable with her unrealistic demands and eviscerating criticism.
If this was not bad enough, the Head Master, Lenamare, had gone and gotten in a squabble with another wizard, Exador, and now Exador was marching his army on the school.
And to top it off, during what was supposed to be a routine classroom demonstration on demon summoning, Lenamare and the class had stumbled upon what they had thought was a minor demon and tried to bind it.
Unfortunately, it was definitely NOT a minor demon. It was a Greater Demon, something so powerful and Evil that they were almost never conjured onto the Planes of Man. Naturally being Lenamare, The Head Master had insisted on trying to bind it to his will so he could use it to destroy Exador and his army.
So the question was: Would Exador's army ravage and kill her, or would the school's newest defense consume her immortal soul?
A gateway to hell! Literally. Not a metaphor. Now, technically, the place was called "The Abyss" but it was, unequivocally, a street preacher's vision of hell.
And Tom Perkinje, transfer student to Harding High was now trapped in the Abyss after inhaling a grand total of two times. Oh, yeah, he was also a twelve-foot tall demon with hooves, bat-wings, horns, tail, full deal!
Now, as if that wasn't bad enough, he was also enslaved, against his will, to a group of myopic wizards that had not only mistaken him for a demon on the Astral Plane; but who had bound him to his current demonic form and left him stranded in the Abyss to await their bidding.
He really wished he had not let his new friend Reggie talk him into trying the stupid drug.
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Jenn was a journeyman Thaumaturge at Lenamare's Academy of Wizardry. School was a living hell for her. Oh, she was learning a lot, thanks to Master Trisfelt, but the Head Master and Head Mistress were insufferable egomaniacs. Head Mistress Jehenna seemed bent on making Jenn miserable with her unrealistic demands and eviscerating criticism.
If this was not bad enough, the Head Master, Lenamare, had gone and gotten in a squabble with another wizard, Exador, and now Exador was marching his army on the school.
And to top it off, during what was supposed to be a routine classroom demonstration on demon summoning, Lenamare and the class had stumbled upon what they had thought was a minor demon and tried to bind it.
Unfortunately, it was definitely NOT a minor demon. It was a Greater Demon, something so powerful and Evil that they were almost never conjured onto the Planes of Man. Naturally being Lenamare, The Head Master had insisted on trying to bind it to his will so he could use it to destroy Exador and his army.
So the question was: Would Exador's army ravage and kill her, or would the school's newest defense consume her immortal soul?
