Average Day for an Adventurer

A thundrous crash echoed through the marketplace from the direction of the wizard's school. Michael turned from the goldsmith and saw a large beast ripping through the panicked crowd. It looked like a modified T. Rex. Chimaeric studies must have gotten out of hand. As the crowd scattered away, Michael ran towards the monster. The thing had snapped up a couple unwary pedestrians. It shook them about, then snapped back its head and swallowed them. Michael incanted and the ground sank below it. Michael shaped the pit in a steep cone. The beast struggled to get out of it, but its own weight pinned it in the uncomfortable wedge.

Michael then did a singsong chant that soothed its mind. It slowly stopped struggling and seem to fade to sleep. A gaggle of brightly robed students came running up to the lip of the depression. Upon seeing their prize beast easily defeated, they started squabbling about what was wrong with the design. Michael quickly whistled for their attention. “If you're responsible for this creature, let it be known that it devoured two denizens of this city.”

The wizards looked up as Michael started chanting. This was something they'd never witnessed and couldn't learn. They were watching a powerful summoning. The dragon that answered was a scintillating ethereal white. Michael's lips formed sounds that were unnatural to human lips. The dragon gingerly picked up the wizard's project and departed into the nether realm with it.

Michael reset the ground and walked over to the group of magic users. “Just what the flerg were you doing?!”

“That was our final project” was pretty much what they gibbered out.

“Was there any other projects like this?” Michael asked, aware the answer would most likely be an unpleasant yes. They gave conflicting answers. He went to walk past them when the reality of a dragon being summoned finally sank into one of their brains. “You're the Principal!”

He made a dismissive wave and continued towards the school. The older mage that stood at the gates became submissively apologetic as soon as she made eye contact. Michael restated himself in Magiir. The mage simply shook her head when questioned about other monsters. Michael considered summoning another dragon, but decided that he could contain any damage that a rampaging monster could do and if it was only school property, no loss. Of course, now his cover might be completely blown.