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Kai Varik the Dazzling Mage of the East Minors, Ai Art-spam and Taboo DNI
... Its far to silentโ maybe I should start a war.
The mage is just doing some reading.
แ แ โ ๐๐ณ ๐บ๐ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐บ๐ถ๐น๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ฎ ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐ถ๐๐... ๐ฑ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐.โ | #MultiverseRP | #MVRP | #DispatchRp | ๐๐ฟ๐ & ๐๐๐ฟ๐ , ๐๐พ๐บ๐๐๐๐พ๐ฝ ๐๐๐๐๐พ๐ โก ๏ผ โบ แ แ แ แ
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|| Feyborne ||: Iโm making this post here, and it will be shared across my various accounts. For those who write with me and have noticed periods of intense activity followed by sudden inactivity, I want to sincerely apologize. Iโve been dealing with a bit of an identity crisis in real life.
" That'll buy you one. " She'd happily lower it a bit more.
He checks his money pouch, wincing a bit. "I got 150.... how much for one??'
" Fair enough. " The mage would retract her hand, allowing her shoulders to fall and relax a bit. " Truth be told that's a relief. If I were to deal with you, I'd be forced to automatically accept you as an equal. And as forerunner and master of Chronurgyโ Few meet that. "
โ> โFor the record, I donโt need a swamp to make my home. I can always spread my own which is what I want to do! It IS a swamp witches ambition after all, to spread my swamp across all worlds! No deal- I donโt need some random witch studying me like a familiar.โ
" Swamp witch? Hm. If we form a decent working relationship I can offer you *most* of my library and a few key locations that might be of interest to you. " Vague but enough to the point where she could levy a fair deal regardless.
โ> โWhy would you even want a meeting anyways? What could you even offer the swamp witch your speaking to right now? Speak before you bore me and I just leave, I donโt have time or patience for an amateurs and novice witch after all.โ
" They're fairly expensive. Pocket dimensions usually are, I discount mine to around two-hundred gold pieces a piece. "
"....how much for two!!!" Oh... hes very excited
As the woman talked, a yawn would escape the mages lips. It wasnt uncommon for someone with a great amount of potential to become a recluse to the greater potiental of the magic community that could form. Well, it'd be a difference in ideology is allโ That could be fixed. โ>
โ> -She was never afraid of showing her true feelings in a given situation, sheโs dealt with those who mingle with fate and god too often to be impressed or even care about them. She just found them annoying.-
Holds up a small bag, before pulling a full eight foot pike from it. " Like this? "
@mageofava.bsky.social "Question...do you sell like EEXXTTRRAAAA big bags?"
" Those with less raw talent can find a little bit of refinements useful. " The mage floating down on her carpet, still sitting lazily. Still examining the other, but her soft features almost didn't match the coy smirk across her face. " Noโ Not many can be as impressive as us. "
โ> Instead she continued along the path, the more and more posters she saw the more she scowled at them.- โMagical academy or some bullshit- What a waste of time, who would even be desperate enough to do that?โ
Ironic. Given that the creator of thar flier was in the street over floating upon a carpet as a small horde of dust mephits floating about and putting up more fliers in key places. The circumstances of being seen putting up the fliers in such a mystical way seemed important to her.
-A silhouette of a witch would loom over the flier, a distinct annoyed expression and a growl was all that could be heard at the moment as she grabbed the paper and tore it up. Tossing the remains on the floor as she walked away grumbling to herself in the process. โ>
On every bounty board, and public news board would appear a flyer; " Attention to the Magically inclined: Are you new to the magical arts and looking for a powerful teacher? Are you an accomplished mage looking to refine and explore magic in ways you've never even expected? Come on down! "
โ๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฅ ๐จ๐๐ฅ๐๐! ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐จ๐๐๐ก ๐จ๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐๐!โ A portrayal of Metallia from witch and the hundred knight, written by ViVi
" Tsk... I swear the hunt for an apprentice has been impossible. They're either cleaver, but mundane or talented, but dull. " The mage would slump in her large chair, another young mage running from the room crying. " Ohโ Not you. You were untalented and uninspired. " Siiiigh.
๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐จ ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ค๐, ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐๐ง๐. #SexySunday
" They're realitively unexpensive, just a transmutation spell that works on command. Merely, hmm... two gold pieces. " Certainly more expensive then a Hoe but more expensive then an entire shelf of farm equipment? No, note quite.
He jumped a bit, butsteadied himself out, before slowly grabbing one. "Uh...hoe?" And hes now holding a hoe. "Oh...oh wow-"
The mage wouldnt be bothered, the carpet pulling to float the man into the room. A rack nearby floating forward to show three pulls, not quite looking like farm equipment. " Hold one and declare the tool your looking for. It'll become the tool. "
He froze at the spell, very confused, till he noticed his hair had no hay and hands were now clean. "Oh I un..thank ya...c-can I see em?"
" This is a magic shop. I do, but it isn't traditional. " She'd notice him attempting to whipe the dirt off before raising a hand to cast prestidigitation, which would make him and his cloths perfectly clean.
He nods and takes his ball cap off, trying to wipe the dirt off his hands. "I uh... do you have any farming equipment???"
The mage was behind the desk playing with a puzzle lazily. " Welcome in, please let me know if you have any custom orders. "
The bull is slowly peeking in. "Uh...hello??:
" Hm? Price yes I suppose I should charge you. Does five hundred gold pieces sound fair? Truth be told I mostly sell magic items to recruit test subjects. So as long as you come back to me with the knowledge of how they didโ I could care less about gold. "
divine? then you may be worth more than I expected; I'll recant my original tone. our worlds are not the sameโ but i also have been adopted into divinity. [ She'd offer a rare sign of respect, one hand going out and the other dipping down. Though her head didn't bow her body did. ]
[ a silence, one that signifies a baited trap has been triggered. ] to speak with confidence once must haveth the ability to back it up. before thyself a standing divine whom no hesitation in matter of slay, a fool is thee; peasant magic user with instinct to proclaim in hubristic way.