[ WP ] There 's a school that kills all of its students at the end of their senior year . Everyone knows this , but you 're the only one who has a problem with it .

Boufgar Memorial Magic School, an esteemed academy ran by the Runewhistle Dwarf Dufhet. The school specializes in teaching Runecarving, Enchantment, and Necromancy. Students there are required, by law of the Runewhistle hivemind, to learn, study for some good years, then die if they are not considered geniuses. The student body is composed entirely of Dwarves, who have no problem with dying like this. They're a hivemind, after all, and if they do n't die they grow until their legs break under them and they starve. Scary shit. Nobody's really ever had a problem with the students dying at the end of the year, all Dwarves usually die that age. Their mana is put to good use afterwards, so the only issue is morality, and that's only if you do n't understand. 
 
 Fwyn does not understand. She's an Elf doing studies on Dwarven culture, and she has decided to begin at the educational system. Fwyn does not know what she's getting into. 
 
 Fwyn stormed into the Headmaster's office, `` Dufhet, what the FUCK!? You're killing graduates?!'' 
 
 The Dwarf looked at her, `` We're killing dropouts, too. That's how it works.'' 
 
 `` What?! Is this some sort of cult?! You're *murdering* these people!'' Her wings twitched. 
 
 `` These people are destined to die, Fwyn. If it was n't like this, it would be worse.'' 
 
 `` Worse!? You're killing them as soon as they're out of school! They have lives to *live* after this! It's madness!'' 
 
 Dufhen sighed, `` Ma'am, I do not think you are suited for your job.'' 
 
 Fwyn retaliated, `` This si n't about my job, this is about the cruelties you are committing here!'' 
 
 `` No, it's lik --'' The Headmaster was interrupted. 
 
 `` Nevermind, I am leaving here. It seems impossible to reason with you, goodbye.'' 
 
 The Headmaster sighed, and continued with his paperwork. 
 
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 Alright, my first prompt that took place in my world, Ulradu. To help you picture what's going on here, Elves are sorta like Greys in appearance, but with Moth wings ( Useless for flying ), moth fur, and long, pointed ears. Dwarves are fungal humanoids who have no mouths, but bushy `` Beards'' of roots. Dufhen is about the size of a short woman, but is as masculine as any other Dwarf.
