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Dec. 15th, 2020
Magnus Archives PSL: Gertrude
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scarsolderthanyouStone has been to a lot of worlds, now. He's not unfamiliar with being yanked from one and dropped into another. This isn't even the first time he's fallen through a portal into some back alley in a modern Earth-like city. Western Earth-like, even.
It might even actually be Earth, this time. Or one of them.
His clothes don't stand out too much: gray drawstring trousers, gray long-sleeved tunic. The fact that his skin is a very pale gray and that he doesn't wear shoes might stand out a little more, but he's careful not to smile or taste the air properly, lest he give away his sharp teeth and his long tongue. He knows the routine for not making a fuss.
He wanders the streets to find out where he is, this time, and to see about finding something to eat that he doesn't have to pay money for that he doesn't have (yet). Just a tall, half-blind old man with shaggy hair and an affable expression. And no shoes.
It might even actually be Earth, this time. Or one of them.
His clothes don't stand out too much: gray drawstring trousers, gray long-sleeved tunic. The fact that his skin is a very pale gray and that he doesn't wear shoes might stand out a little more, but he's careful not to smile or taste the air properly, lest he give away his sharp teeth and his long tongue. He knows the routine for not making a fuss.
He wanders the streets to find out where he is, this time, and to see about finding something to eat that he doesn't have to pay money for that he doesn't have (yet). Just a tall, half-blind old man with shaggy hair and an affable expression. And no shoes.
Voicetesting: For Misty
Dec. 15th, 2020 08:45 pmfifthofthecovenantFinding a little one-room shack in the boggy woods is harder than it sounds. Magic is good for a lot of things, but finding shit is not one of them, it seems. Or maybe he just doesn't know that particular spell.
But he does find it. Eventually. He's tired, he's hungry, he's cranky, and there's a witch in there who supposedly came back from the dead. After bringing a bird back from the dead. He asked around, he tortured a couple people when his more friendly mask didn't work, and he got his answers. Apparently there are things his abandoning asshole father didn't know about the Power-- and things the sainted little Covenant didn't know, either.
There are mistakes that need corrected, and he's going to figure out how to correct them. So he's here to learn. Even if he has to beat the lessons out of her.
He stalks towards the shack, eyes already pitch black, power at the ready. His friendly mask isn't even making an appearance today. He needs this too badly, and he needs the power too much.
But he does find it. Eventually. He's tired, he's hungry, he's cranky, and there's a witch in there who supposedly came back from the dead. After bringing a bird back from the dead. He asked around, he tortured a couple people when his more friendly mask didn't work, and he got his answers. Apparently there are things his abandoning asshole father didn't know about the Power-- and things the sainted little Covenant didn't know, either.
There are mistakes that need corrected, and he's going to figure out how to correct them. So he's here to learn. Even if he has to beat the lessons out of her.
He stalks towards the shack, eyes already pitch black, power at the ready. His friendly mask isn't even making an appearance today. He needs this too badly, and he needs the power too much.