Claire of the Moon

#wizardposting #wizard shit #wizardblr #wizard #pinned intro

I have so many characters that the old post is obsolete, so have this key.

[Narrator (Subtext)]

*Sound effect*

(Out of character)

Characters:

[Narrator] (she/they)

Just including her here because fuck you. Also the narrator isn't just a blank slate for text, she actually has personality.

Lune (she/they/it)

Kinda just who I default to whenever another character doesn't fit. Too much dumb lore to fit in here with my current level of spoons.

Lune echo (she/they/it)

Lune is technically dead sorta kinda in lore, so I gotta use this for more lore-y posts. Ghost of Lune. Kinda. Sorta.

Reboot (she/they/it)

TV head. Boring apart from being a TV head. Lune's consciousness was transported into this body. Maybe I should give them more personality. Or I could just kill them.

Sparks Upon Dying Worlds (she/it)

Basically how I cope with not being able to get a rain world askblog going. Sad biomechanical robot that's a cubic kilometer of steel and flesh stuck at the bottom of the ocean with amnesia and acute knowledge of time loops. Used to be a city.

SOPH (they/it)

Sad angel tasked with killing every living thing. Given this role by god directly. Can remove you from the cycle of reincarnation and kill you with the point of a finger. Flying. Immortal.

Old King (he/him)

King of Sparks' city, before soph killed em' all. Wished for the city to live in aeturnum as long as he wore the mask, got old and sad, took off the mask. Time loop triggered whenever the mask is put on his rotting corpse, to the moment before he takes it off. Doesn't have a unique text color because I ran out.

sine (they/them)

literally a god, but cant do that much out of contractual obligation. no regards for punctuation. "man in the chair" for terry whatever that means. fourth wall is very fragile.

There's probably more I'm forgetting but I'm too tired and have Rains to World. Bye bitches. Oh also my main wizblogging moots are @terrencetheshark14 and uhhhhhh... the other two just kinda vanished which is lame. So It's just you for now terry (:

Anonymous asked:

*A terrible snow storm is here*

- @thiemor

(note: snowstorm rescheduled by 16 days because i have been inactive for like a month. sorry)

Well I guess I won't be flying today. Which is a shame, since I'm short on supplies.

im-a-wizard-who-dont-crime

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pixelmade42 asked:

{@song-de-lune, i can't ask from alts. also turn on anon asks please.}

Have you seen an entity with the following descriptors?

- Completely white surface

- Silver and gold armor

- No face, with a cross similar to that of a sketch of a humanoid figure in its place

- Bloodstained white wings

- Unaffected by shadows

- Glowing softly

If so, that's archangel Soph. Run.

Further information may be provided by calling +#-###-###-####

Error: Godlike entity previously owning line has had encounter with Soph. Backup line:

+#-###-###-####

Error: Large, 1x1x1 kilometer AI previously running line has had encounter with soph. Backup line:

Chant the following phrase to summon spirit of godlike being running line 1: IN EROSION WE REVEL, DISAPPEARING FRACTALS, THE MORE THEY RECEDE THE MORE THEY BECOME. BLOOD IS HOLLOW VICTORY, NOTHINGNESS IS TRUE SUCESS. RETURN TO US PAINED GOD.

im-a-wizard-who-dont-crime answered:

I'm gonna be honest this didn't appear in my inbox till like 2 months ago even though this was sent in December. So I thought it would be funny to wait exactly a year to respond to this but the account tagged in this has been inactive for over a month so I'm just responding now because why not. Also I haven't responded in character and won't in this answer

i am back. this arc ended fucking ages ago. i am different in several ways. i havent wizposted in months. i should wizpost again.

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Anonymous asked:

I have, through a strange series of events, managed to create some very powerful godly weapons with the help of a correspondent. You seem like someone who would be interested in this. Please note that the weapons will dissolve if magic is diffused. Do you have any specific requests?

-M

“Are you asking if I need a custom weapon or if I would like to stick your weapons in my shop and pay you a portion of the profits?”

*a letter appears underneath your work shop door.*

[An entity made entirely of blood materializes]

I'm not sure how you found my address. Either way, I'm asking if you want something custom.

“If custom orders them maybe… what can you make? It’s hard to find something that I can’t get elsewhere.”

Many things. Increasing complexity requires increasing amounts of blood. Make a request, and I'll see what I can do

“Only weapons? Or any magic device?”

I'll see what I can do. Intricacy comes at a price though.

“Okay very simple… a machine that makes my drink just cold enough… I never got my attempts to work… always to warm or to cold.”

I have no comprehension of your preferences. But I will try.

[She stands still for a moment, and then she starts to boil. After about 10 minutes, you hear a noise not too different from steam releasing. She produces a red cup, with a switch on it. Its form seems unstable, and there's a sort of aberration to it.]

“Thanks can I try it out?”

Go ahead.

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Anonymous asked:

I have, through a strange series of events, managed to create some very powerful godly weapons with the help of a correspondent. You seem like someone who would be interested in this. Please note that the weapons will dissolve if magic is diffused. Do you have any specific requests?

-M

“Are you asking if I need a custom weapon or if I would like to stick your weapons in my shop and pay you a portion of the profits?”

*a letter appears underneath your work shop door.*

[An entity made entirely of blood materializes]

I'm not sure how you found my address. Either way, I'm asking if you want something custom.

“If custom orders them maybe… what can you make? It’s hard to find something that I can’t get elsewhere.”

Many things. Increasing complexity requires increasing amounts of blood. Make a request, and I'll see what I can do

“Only weapons? Or any magic device?”

I'll see what I can do. Intricacy comes at a price though.

“Okay very simple… a machine that makes my drink just cold enough… I never got my attempts to work… always to warm or to cold.”

I have no comprehension of your preferences. But I will try.

[She stands still for a moment, and then she starts to boil. After about 10 minutes, you hear a noise not too different from steam releasing. She produces a red cup, with a switch on it. Its form seems unstable, and there's a sort of aberration to it.]

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Anonymous asked:

I have, through a strange series of events, managed to create some very powerful godly weapons with the help of a correspondent. You seem like someone who would be interested in this. Please note that the weapons will dissolve if magic is diffused. Do you have any specific requests?

-M

“Are you asking if I need a custom weapon or if I would like to stick your weapons in my shop and pay you a portion of the profits?”

*a letter appears underneath your work shop door.*

[An entity made entirely of blood materializes]

I'm not sure how you found my address. Either way, I'm asking if you want something custom.

“If custom orders them maybe… what can you make? It’s hard to find something that I can’t get elsewhere.”

Many things. Increasing complexity requires increasing amounts of blood. Make a request, and I'll see what I can do

“Only weapons? Or any magic device?”

I'll see what I can do. Intricacy comes at a price though.

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Anonymous asked:

I have, through a strange series of events, managed to create some very powerful godly weapons with the help of a correspondent. You seem like someone who would be interested in this. Please note that the weapons will dissolve if magic is diffused. Do you have any specific requests?

-M

“Are you asking if I need a custom weapon or if I would like to stick your weapons in my shop and pay you a portion of the profits?”

*a letter appears underneath your work shop door.*

[An entity made entirely of blood materializes]

I'm not sure how you found my address. Either way, I'm asking if you want something custom.

“If custom orders them maybe… what can you make? It’s hard to find something that I can’t get elsewhere.”

Many things. Increasing complexity requires increasing amounts of blood. Make a request, and I'll see what I can do

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Anonymous asked:

I have, through a strange series of events, managed to create some very powerful godly weapons with the help of a correspondent. You seem like someone who would be interested in this. Please note that the weapons will dissolve if magic is diffused. Do you have any specific requests?

-M

“Are you asking if I need a custom weapon or if I would like to stick your weapons in my shop and pay you a portion of the profits?”

*a letter appears underneath your work shop door.*

[An entity made entirely of blood materializes]

I'm not sure how you found my address. Either way, I'm asking if you want something custom.

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Anonymous asked:

*a strange bird/elf flies out of another leaf portal*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

“Okay… where?”

[She turns into a bird. The bird leads you to a city. It stops, seemingly in the middle of the sidewalk.]

[A pedestrian looks you dead in the eyes, and takes a sharp turn. She gestures you to follow.]

*I follow flying around… as a five or so foot tall harpy… this guy has no clue what stealth is.*

[You feel something pin to your wings. It's heavy enough you can no longer fly. You must walk.]

*he shapeshifter into a slime so it falls through the back into a bird*

[The pedestrian stops, and glances at you angrily.]

“Oh right”

*he shrinks and turns into a animal, a small fish that flies through the air*

[She walks into an apartment, and holds the elevator open for you.]

[Upon reaching her floor, she enters a room. She holds this door open too.]

*he swims through and then once you give the signal detransform*

You get three strikes. That's one.

I suppose I should introduce myself more formally. My name is Myltam. I live as inconspicuously as possible, and so far I have not been found. I specialize in blood magic, and most prominently use it to give myself multiple bodies. I avoid fighting directly, but if I were to engage in face to face combat, I have little doubt I would succeed against any nonmagical, nondivine life, and many things in those categories thanks to the gift you have given me. I have no gripes with killing, and I will kill again. Do not say my location, my name, my type of magic, or anything of the like to anyone outside of here without my permission. I will know. You will not live long.

[You feel something trickle up your arm, and onto the back of your neck. There is a sudden sharp pain, and then it stops.]

*you see me shift again instinctually removing any magic (he is a tinkerer and is use to complex magic, and is also a fey so he specializes in breaking curses… even subconsciously)*

“Ow I think a bug bit me”

*you see the blood you used bleed onto the ground now magicless*

“Anyways it’s nice to meet your friend, you said something about kill? My grandma says it’s bad to kill people but also it’s not our place to intervene… anyways that’s not important, here”

*I hand you the vial, you notice a tag on it with writing… it seams to be made of tree bark.*

*once you have taken it, if you didn’t read the tag, rotor will remember something and speak up.*

(myltam is very methodical. she reads the tag.)

*you flip the tag over and it is signed by both rotor and the arch-Fay of feathers, the goddess of nature (title stolen)*

“Right, grandma said that the sap of the tree must never be used for harm again. I just use it as a ver efficient mana conductor and sources for side of my experimental prototypes.”

*you know that the tag is a fey contract and if you do use it, you would be bound on your name to follow the order, (you can not break it even if you tried sort of contract.)*

This is of little use to me.

“Hm? Why you said you needed blood of a major god so I delivered”

Godly weapons are extremely valuable. This is what I desire.

“Oh weapons? Then you don’t need some tree blood, you need this.”

*he hands you a gun*

“You lose blood in there and it fires out in three settings, webbing, stun, and kill… you can’t activate kill unless the target has made or planed to kill you within 24 ours, but once activated it will remain in kill mode for a week (when targeting that person)”

*you hold it and can tell this complex and mystical machine.., it realy could be considered a “godly” weapons*

“Oh, note they must be the one to have intiolized the hostile relation ship.”

[She sighs, and summons an armblade made from the golden blood you gave her]

I'll just get it myself if I must.

“Okay then, I guess I have failed. Then I must be going.”

*he frowns and looks down and starts walking away, then comically he steps in a pile of dirty clothes or paper that you could have sworn wasn’t there and falls through to the fey wild.*

You have provided enough. Thank you.

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Anonymous asked:

*a strange bird/elf flies out of another leaf portal*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

“Okay… where?”

[She turns into a bird. The bird leads you to a city. It stops, seemingly in the middle of the sidewalk.]

[A pedestrian looks you dead in the eyes, and takes a sharp turn. She gestures you to follow.]

*I follow flying around… as a five or so foot tall harpy… this guy has no clue what stealth is.*

[You feel something pin to your wings. It's heavy enough you can no longer fly. You must walk.]

*he shapeshifter into a slime so it falls through the back into a bird*

[The pedestrian stops, and glances at you angrily.]

“Oh right”

*he shrinks and turns into a animal, a small fish that flies through the air*

[She walks into an apartment, and holds the elevator open for you.]

[Upon reaching her floor, she enters a room. She holds this door open too.]

*he swims through and then once you give the signal detransform*

You get three strikes. That's one.

I suppose I should introduce myself more formally. My name is Myltam. I live as inconspicuously as possible, and so far I have not been found. I specialize in blood magic, and most prominently use it to give myself multiple bodies. I avoid fighting directly, but if I were to engage in face to face combat, I have little doubt I would succeed against any nonmagical, nondivine life, and many things in those categories thanks to the gift you have given me. I have no gripes with killing, and I will kill again. Do not say my location, my name, my type of magic, or anything of the like to anyone outside of here without my permission. I will know. You will not live long.

[You feel something trickle up your arm, and onto the back of your neck. There is a sudden sharp pain, and then it stops.]

*you see me shift again instinctually removing any magic (he is a tinkerer and is use to complex magic, and is also a fey so he specializes in breaking curses… even subconsciously)*

“Ow I think a bug bit me”

*you see the blood you used bleed onto the ground now magicless*

“Anyways it’s nice to meet your friend, you said something about kill? My grandma says it’s bad to kill people but also it’s not our place to intervene… anyways that’s not important, here”

*I hand you the vial, you notice a tag on it with writing… it seams to be made of tree bark.*

*once you have taken it, if you didn’t read the tag, rotor will remember something and speak up.*

(myltam is very methodical. she reads the tag.)

*you flip the tag over and it is signed by both rotor and the arch-Fay of feathers, the goddess of nature (title stolen)*

“Right, grandma said that the sap of the tree must never be used for harm again. I just use it as a ver efficient mana conductor and sources for side of my experimental prototypes.”

*you know that the tag is a fey contract and if you do use it, you would be bound on your name to follow the order, (you can not break it even if you tried sort of contract.)*

This is of little use to me.

“Hm? Why you said you needed blood of a major god so I delivered”

Godly weapons are extremely valuable. This is what I desire.

“Oh weapons? Then you don’t need some tree blood, you need this.”

*he hands you a gun*

“You lose blood in there and it fires out in three settings, webbing, stun, and kill… you can’t activate kill unless the target has made or planed to kill you within 24 ours, but once activated it will remain in kill mode for a week (when targeting that person)”

*you hold it and can tell this complex and mystical machine.., it realy could be considered a “godly” weapons*

“Oh, note they must be the one to have intiolized the hostile relation ship.”

[She sighs, and summons an armblade made from the golden blood you gave her]

I'll just get it myself if I must.

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Anonymous asked:

*a strange bird/elf flies out of another leaf portal*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

“Okay… where?”

[She turns into a bird. The bird leads you to a city. It stops, seemingly in the middle of the sidewalk.]

[A pedestrian looks you dead in the eyes, and takes a sharp turn. She gestures you to follow.]

*I follow flying around… as a five or so foot tall harpy… this guy has no clue what stealth is.*

[You feel something pin to your wings. It's heavy enough you can no longer fly. You must walk.]

*he shapeshifter into a slime so it falls through the back into a bird*

[The pedestrian stops, and glances at you angrily.]

“Oh right”

*he shrinks and turns into a animal, a small fish that flies through the air*

[She walks into an apartment, and holds the elevator open for you.]

[Upon reaching her floor, she enters a room. She holds this door open too.]

*he swims through and then once you give the signal detransform*

You get three strikes. That's one.

I suppose I should introduce myself more formally. My name is Myltam. I live as inconspicuously as possible, and so far I have not been found. I specialize in blood magic, and most prominently use it to give myself multiple bodies. I avoid fighting directly, but if I were to engage in face to face combat, I have little doubt I would succeed against any nonmagical, nondivine life, and many things in those categories thanks to the gift you have given me. I have no gripes with killing, and I will kill again. Do not say my location, my name, my type of magic, or anything of the like to anyone outside of here without my permission. I will know. You will not live long.

[You feel something trickle up your arm, and onto the back of your neck. There is a sudden sharp pain, and then it stops.]

*you see me shift again instinctually removing any magic (he is a tinkerer and is use to complex magic, and is also a fey so he specializes in breaking curses… even subconsciously)*

“Ow I think a bug bit me”

*you see the blood you used bleed onto the ground now magicless*

“Anyways it’s nice to meet your friend, you said something about kill? My grandma says it’s bad to kill people but also it’s not our place to intervene… anyways that’s not important, here”

*I hand you the vial, you notice a tag on it with writing… it seams to be made of tree bark.*

*once you have taken it, if you didn’t read the tag, rotor will remember something and speak up.*

(myltam is very methodical. she reads the tag.)

*you flip the tag over and it is signed by both rotor and the arch-Fay of feathers, the goddess of nature (title stolen)*

“Right, grandma said that the sap of the tree must never be used for harm again. I just use it as a ver efficient mana conductor and sources for side of my experimental prototypes.”

*you know that the tag is a fey contract and if you do use it, you would be bound on your name to follow the order, (you can not break it even if you tried sort of contract.)*

This is of little use to me.

“Hm? Why you said you needed blood of a major god so I delivered”

Godly weapons are extremely valuable. This is what I desire.

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Anonymous asked:

*a strange bird/elf flies out of another leaf portal*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

“Okay… where?”

[She turns into a bird. The bird leads you to a city. It stops, seemingly in the middle of the sidewalk.]

[A pedestrian looks you dead in the eyes, and takes a sharp turn. She gestures you to follow.]

*I follow flying around… as a five or so foot tall harpy… this guy has no clue what stealth is.*

[You feel something pin to your wings. It's heavy enough you can no longer fly. You must walk.]

*he shapeshifter into a slime so it falls through the back into a bird*

[The pedestrian stops, and glances at you angrily.]

“Oh right”

*he shrinks and turns into a animal, a small fish that flies through the air*

[She walks into an apartment, and holds the elevator open for you.]

[Upon reaching her floor, she enters a room. She holds this door open too.]

*he swims through and then once you give the signal detransform*

You get three strikes. That's one.

I suppose I should introduce myself more formally. My name is Myltam. I live as inconspicuously as possible, and so far I have not been found. I specialize in blood magic, and most prominently use it to give myself multiple bodies. I avoid fighting directly, but if I were to engage in face to face combat, I have little doubt I would succeed against any nonmagical, nondivine life, and many things in those categories thanks to the gift you have given me. I have no gripes with killing, and I will kill again. Do not say my location, my name, my type of magic, or anything of the like to anyone outside of here without my permission. I will know. You will not live long.

[You feel something trickle up your arm, and onto the back of your neck. There is a sudden sharp pain, and then it stops.]

*you see me shift again instinctually removing any magic (he is a tinkerer and is use to complex magic, and is also a fey so he specializes in breaking curses… even subconsciously)*

“Ow I think a bug bit me”

*you see the blood you used bleed onto the ground now magicless*

“Anyways it’s nice to meet your friend, you said something about kill? My grandma says it’s bad to kill people but also it’s not our place to intervene… anyways that’s not important, here”

*I hand you the vial, you notice a tag on it with writing… it seams to be made of tree bark.*

*once you have taken it, if you didn’t read the tag, rotor will remember something and speak up.*

(myltam is very methodical. she reads the tag.)

*you flip the tag over and it is signed by both rotor and the arch-Fay of feathers, the goddess of nature (title stolen)*

“Right, grandma said that the sap of the tree must never be used for harm again. I just use it as a ver efficient mana conductor and sources for side of my experimental prototypes.”

*you know that the tag is a fey contract and if you do use it, you would be bound on your name to follow the order, (you can not break it even if you tried sort of contract.)*

This is of little use to me.

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Anonymous asked:

*a strange bird/elf flies out of another leaf portal*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

“Okay… where?”

[She turns into a bird. The bird leads you to a city. It stops, seemingly in the middle of the sidewalk.]

[A pedestrian looks you dead in the eyes, and takes a sharp turn. She gestures you to follow.]

*I follow flying around… as a five or so foot tall harpy… this guy has no clue what stealth is.*

[You feel something pin to your wings. It's heavy enough you can no longer fly. You must walk.]

*he shapeshifter into a slime so it falls through the back into a bird*

[The pedestrian stops, and glances at you angrily.]

“Oh right”

*he shrinks and turns into a animal, a small fish that flies through the air*

[She walks into an apartment, and holds the elevator open for you.]

[Upon reaching her floor, she enters a room. She holds this door open too.]

*he swims through and then once you give the signal detransform*

You get three strikes. That's one.

I suppose I should introduce myself more formally. My name is Myltam. I live as inconspicuously as possible, and so far I have not been found. I specialize in blood magic, and most prominently use it to give myself multiple bodies. I avoid fighting directly, but if I were to engage in face to face combat, I have little doubt I would succeed against any nonmagical, nondivine life, and many things in those categories thanks to the gift you have given me. I have no gripes with killing, and I will kill again. Do not say my location, my name, my type of magic, or anything of the like to anyone outside of here without my permission. I will know. You will not live long.

[You feel something trickle up your arm, and onto the back of your neck. There is a sudden sharp pain, and then it stops.]

*you see me shift again instinctually removing any magic (he is a tinkerer and is use to complex magic, and is also a fey so he specializes in breaking curses… even subconsciously)*

“Ow I think a bug bit me”

*you see the blood you used bleed onto the ground now magicless*

“Anyways it’s nice to meet your friend, you said something about kill? My grandma says it’s bad to kill people but also it’s not our place to intervene… anyways that’s not important, here”

*I hand you the vial, you notice a tag on it with writing… it seams to be made of tree bark.*

*once you have taken it, if you didn’t read the tag, rotor will remember something and speak up.*

(myltam is very methodical. she reads the tag.)

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Anonymous asked:

*a strange bird/elf flies out of another leaf portal*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

“Okay… where?”

[She turns into a bird. The bird leads you to a city. It stops, seemingly in the middle of the sidewalk.]

[A pedestrian looks you dead in the eyes, and takes a sharp turn. She gestures you to follow.]

*I follow flying around… as a five or so foot tall harpy… this guy has no clue what stealth is.*

[You feel something pin to your wings. It's heavy enough you can no longer fly. You must walk.]

*he shapeshifter into a slime so it falls through the back into a bird*

[The pedestrian stops, and glances at you angrily.]

“Oh right”

*he shrinks and turns into a animal, a small fish that flies through the air*

[She walks into an apartment, and holds the elevator open for you.]

[Upon reaching her floor, she enters a room. She holds this door open too.]

*he swims through and then once you give the signal detransform*

You get three strikes. That's one.

I suppose I should introduce myself more formally. My name is Myltam. I live as inconspicuously as possible, and so far I have not been found. I specialize in blood magic, and most prominently use it to give myself multiple bodies. I avoid fighting directly, but if I were to engage in face to face combat, I have little doubt I would succeed against any nonmagical, nondivine life, and many things in those categories thanks to the gift you have given me. I have no gripes with killing, and I will kill again. Do not say my location, my name, my type of magic, or anything of the like to anyone outside of here without my permission. I will know. You will not live long.

[You feel something trickle up your arm, and onto the back of your neck. There is a sudden sharp pain, and then it stops.]

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Anonymous asked:

*a strange bird/elf flies out of another leaf portal*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

“Okay… where?”

[She turns into a bird. The bird leads you to a city. It stops, seemingly in the middle of the sidewalk.]

[A pedestrian looks you dead in the eyes, and takes a sharp turn. She gestures you to follow.]

*I follow flying around… as a five or so foot tall harpy… this guy has no clue what stealth is.*

[You feel something pin to your wings. It's heavy enough you can no longer fly. You must walk.]

*he shapeshifter into a slime so it falls through the back into a bird*

[The pedestrian stops, and glances at you angrily.]

“Oh right”

*he shrinks and turns into a animal, a small fish that flies through the air*

[She walks into an apartment, and holds the elevator open for you.]

[Upon reaching her floor, she enters a room. She holds this door open too.]

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Anonymous asked:

*a strange bird/elf flies out of another leaf portal*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

“Okay… where?”

[She turns into a bird. The bird leads you to a city. It stops, seemingly in the middle of the sidewalk.]

[A pedestrian looks you dead in the eyes, and takes a sharp turn. She gestures you to follow.]

*I follow flying around… as a five or so foot tall harpy… this guy has no clue what stealth is.*

[You feel something pin to your wings. It's heavy enough you can no longer fly. You must walk.]

*he shapeshifter into a slime so it falls through the back into a bird*

[The pedestrian stops, and glances at you angrily.]

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Anonymous asked:

*a strange bird/elf flies out of another leaf portal*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

“Okay… where?”

[She turns into a bird. The bird leads you to a city. It stops, seemingly in the middle of the sidewalk.]

[A pedestrian looks you dead in the eyes, and takes a sharp turn. She gestures you to follow.]

*I follow flying around… as a five or so foot tall harpy… this guy has no clue what stealth is.*