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isleofavalon2021-01-05 02:59 pm
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Many times we're given rhymes / That are quite unsingable
Who: Morgan, anyone who wants in, and a special guest appearance by Blair
What: Quests, nonsense, a catch-all!
Where: Various places depending on prompt.
When: First half of January.
Warnings: ???
1. Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave Sir Morgan (Open)
"Sure, we get all this magic and then we have to go into a no-magic zone." Morgan rolled his eyes, but even with that the complaint still sounded a little forced. Particularly since he kept fidgeting, shrugging or rolling a shoulder -- reminding himself of the familiar weight of his sword, and making sure it was properly positioned for a swift draw. Inside, they would find their greatest fear...
"I know what I'm going to find down here... do you?"
2. We're Shadlin Up And Moving Out (Open)
The short day's light faded, the only condition necessary to enter the Edge of the Dusklight Wood and investigate. Morgan stood just outside the trees, arms folded as he stared into the darkening wood. Striking a cool pose right before an adventure helped psych you up, after all.
He was, he had to admit, a little afraid. Without the full range of magick he was used to, he'd lost a lot of protection and safety, not least among them the ability to heal. But that line of thinking just disgusted him; plenty of people did this sort of thing without that kind of net, and less training than he'd had. Fear felt like an insult to everyone who'd ever taught him.
He huffed a sigh, then rolled his shoulders and pushed the tension out of himself. "You ready to go in?"
3. Magic In Music, Music In Me (Open)
"Neeeeeeh..." That displeased, dissatisfied noise came from the man staring into the vine-wrapped window of a store. A music store, specifically, proudly displaying an item he'd come to realize he really missed: a guitar. Crow had been lucky enough to bring his in, after all, and while Morgan admitted he was better off with his coat and sword, still....
Rubbing the heel of his hand against his eye, he stuck his other hand in his coat pocket, as if somehow his wealth from back home might have appeared there in the thirty seconds since he'd last checked. "I gotta get some money somehow."
An Ordinary Life (closed to Blair)
"You're coming out with me to have a normal day," he'd said to Blair, all cheerful and friendly and not really allowing for dissent. She was so consistently serious and driven that he suspected she'd just train and quest and do literally nothing else, and that was a path to madness!
So, arms folded behind his head, Morgan leaned against a streetlight in one of the nicer sections of Camelot's shopping areas. She'd be here, he was sure; if nothing else, she'd take it as a challenge, and respond appropriately... right?
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What: Quests, nonsense, a catch-all!
Where: Various places depending on prompt.
When: First half of January.
Warnings: ???
1. Brave, Brave, Brave, Brave Sir Morgan (Open)
"Sure, we get all this magic and then we have to go into a no-magic zone." Morgan rolled his eyes, but even with that the complaint still sounded a little forced. Particularly since he kept fidgeting, shrugging or rolling a shoulder -- reminding himself of the familiar weight of his sword, and making sure it was properly positioned for a swift draw. Inside, they would find their greatest fear...
"I know what I'm going to find down here... do you?"
2. We're Shadlin Up And Moving Out (Open)
The short day's light faded, the only condition necessary to enter the Edge of the Dusklight Wood and investigate. Morgan stood just outside the trees, arms folded as he stared into the darkening wood. Striking a cool pose right before an adventure helped psych you up, after all.
He was, he had to admit, a little afraid. Without the full range of magick he was used to, he'd lost a lot of protection and safety, not least among them the ability to heal. But that line of thinking just disgusted him; plenty of people did this sort of thing without that kind of net, and less training than he'd had. Fear felt like an insult to everyone who'd ever taught him.
He huffed a sigh, then rolled his shoulders and pushed the tension out of himself. "You ready to go in?"
3. Magic In Music, Music In Me (Open)
"Neeeeeeh..." That displeased, dissatisfied noise came from the man staring into the vine-wrapped window of a store. A music store, specifically, proudly displaying an item he'd come to realize he really missed: a guitar. Crow had been lucky enough to bring his in, after all, and while Morgan admitted he was better off with his coat and sword, still....
Rubbing the heel of his hand against his eye, he stuck his other hand in his coat pocket, as if somehow his wealth from back home might have appeared there in the thirty seconds since he'd last checked. "I gotta get some money somehow."
An Ordinary Life (closed to Blair)
"You're coming out with me to have a normal day," he'd said to Blair, all cheerful and friendly and not really allowing for dissent. She was so consistently serious and driven that he suspected she'd just train and quest and do literally nothing else, and that was a path to madness!
So, arms folded behind his head, Morgan leaned against a streetlight in one of the nicer sections of Camelot's shopping areas. She'd be here, he was sure; if nothing else, she'd take it as a challenge, and respond appropriately... right?
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