using my taser, I cast shocking grasp

“If I have to test another rocket launcher on one of those wretched trees, my next target will be Bastion City Hall. So if you think about it, disrupting the fragile boundary between planes is actually a net good for civilization.”

“There are easier ways to apply to a school, Donnie.”

*Donnie is a good son, a good brother. He maintains the modern comforts of his family’s cottage, lets Papa’s paranoia relegate him to the fringes of society, and sticks to non-lethal measures even when Raph drinks all his milk and puts the empty carton back in the fridge. If he didn’t live in a world of magic, monsters, and gods, maybe that would pinch less like a pair of shoes, two sizes too small.Attending a prestigious adventuring academy should be his first step toward a brighter future, and it will be, once Donnie destroys all the obstacles in his path.AKA: Donnie is going to become an artificer, and no snooty vice principal, footwear-obsessed cult, or glowing orb is going to stand in his way.