The Trials
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MatureComplete Fri, May 14, 20211h 17m
Every year, two students that attend Nars Academy and are in the Skilled Arts level are randomly picked to complete multiple trials to move onto the Sorcery level. They are only allowed to have one weapon of their choice, and no armor or any other protection is allowed. Everything must be done by what they have learned, and they must return with the five medallions in order to pass onto the next level. If they do not retrieve them, they have to wait for a whole year and see if their names are drawn again, which is very rare. So how will Nancy and Cassandra do?
warning: blood and gore and mild language involved (there is no smut in this AHAHHAHA don't worry)
A big thank you to @swaggystoriesss for helping me write this story! (They wrote all of Cassandra's parts)
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