Nehodastast

The Nehodastast, as the name might suggest, was a very happy accident, indeed. Many years ago, at one of the most prestigious magic academies in the land, a journeyman alchemist and an apprentice thaumaturge were running experiments for a class project. It involved many different kinds of magic and radioactive elements, one errant twitch, and the entire tower they were experimenting in could be blasted halfway to another dimension. Still, things were going well, until it came time for a late night snack. Now, as many will know, magic academies almost always have campus cats that are well cared for. They keep the musty towers and stone walls free of vermin and offer their soothing presence to anxious students and teachers alike. This usually works out wonderfully... except the alchemist had tuna for their late night snack. Moments after it was heated up, their experiment room was assaulted by every campus cat. Smoke billowed, lights from nowhere flashed, and despite the lack of a microwave, the smell of microwaving metal hung thick in the air. The two students coughed once, and then again as the smoke began to clear. Standing before them was an entire colony of these marvelous creatures with their brand new wings, bipedal motion, permanently charred-looking fur... and radioactive abilities. They feed off of different kinds of radiation and expel natural gasses already found in the atmosphere, like nitrogen and oxygen. The school agreed to release them into the world, and they constantly seek out sources of fallout, various law agencies have even hired them to sniff out illegal disposal of radioactive ingredients. Would that we all could have just one accident half as happy as the creation of the Nehodastast.