From Ash to Rust

The rest of the class was rather uneventful, he explained more about the biomagic that creature such as the Rust Monster had on instinctual levels rather then a learned magical ability like most human, meta humans, hybrids and such controlled. Eventually the bell rang and class was over.

Most of the students steamed out like a river witg Trent letting them all know the disection of the creature would be happening the next day and what they would learn would be on their next test.

There was the stragglers of course, still packing things away and walking out. It was here that he called Hudson Ward to his desk while the old dragon sat down and slowly breathed in and out. Even now he felt his legendary draconic size pushing in on him. Making it hard to breath, though it truly was a phantom sensation it had been getting worse as he aged. The older a dragon got the bigger they tended to become. And Trent was no exception, in his true form he would tower above the tallest buildings here on the island.

Yet here he was, sitting at a desk like the human he had once been. Though it might be easier... No, not now. Thoughts for another time.

All his contemplation had taken less then a couple of seconds. Long enough for Hudson Ward to reach Trent's desk. "Now, Mr. Ward, I'm curious as what kept you from arriving at my class on time?" while he spoke Trent also wrote a small message on a piece of paper letting the boy's next teacher know why he would be late for his next class.

It was a good thing that the boy did tell the truth, having spent tens of thoudands of years adventuring had certainly honed Trent's ability to tell a fib and lie from the truth. Most of the time when a Student had lied to him he had judged whether or not it would be harmful to let it slide. Right now he could feel that Hudson Ward was speaking the truth. "That is good to hear that is shall not happen again young man. I cannot excuse the absence however seeing as how I myself stayed away from the class hall so that I could have my dramatic reveal of the creature."

Once Trent had finished his note for the boy he interlaced he fingers and put his chin on the resulting fist as he propped his head up on his arms. "Now, I come to a different question I'd like to ask you Mr. Ward. You asked some very good questions in class...but I have a hunch you have a more...personal reason to ask these questions. Being curious myself I only want the answer if you are fully willing to give it. I am not going to force such things from you." Trent worried about the students like they were his great grand children...his fellow coworkers were closer to grandchildren but he worried about them like family.

"Well young man, that is an admirable goal. I myself am a man who's magic lies in the blood. Though my family had very close ties with the Dragon's of my world and it was essentailly the source of my magical inheritance." Trent pulled out a chart, it was similar to the one he had drawn on the chalk board but with many minor pulls and tugs depicted for different magical alterations from different magical sources. "But these things could jump dozens of generations, there are some who's line just barely brushed a magic source. Such as my dear friend, his line deep in it's past had gone to the Elemental plane of Air. Just being their pushed their blood to one magical alignment."

He put the chart infront of his student as he continued to explain magical blood lines. "These sorts of things are not so much rare as they are random. The more powerful the magical power that touched the blood is, the more common their magical abilities become."

Taking a moment to think about what could make someone control their blood though that might be something different. "From my experience however, to do what you're saying could be something different. But again I come from a different Planar Wheel then this one so a few things change from place to place. You could be this world's equivalent to a Sorcerer but I cannot be sure. I usually deal with Magical Creatures. What you might want to consider is Cellular Biology, we don't touch much on that until we get to magical diseases and viruses."

Hearing the young man's course load he couldn't help but shake his head. These young ones, thinking they could take on the world all at once. "Don't over do yourself Mr. Ward, that sort of thing can lead to many different emotional and social problems in the future and i'm not sure if i'd want one of my students to be to overloaded and potentially harming yourself."

Trent gave Hudson a look of a teachers concern. "I'll be keeping an eye on you from now on Mr. Ward, won't have one of my students retreating from society." Trent knew very well what that was like, being away from his old family had done a lot to his mental state and he wasn't going to let another person fall to such troubles as well. "Now, I do think you have another class to get to so I won't take more of your time." he handed the note explaining that he had held back Hudson so they could talk so the next teacher didn't propogate the problem. "Have a good day Mr. Ward"