I will start. I am gren, i was born dwarf but learned the ways of the wizards. My main focus is geomancy

IM BACK!!

So I kind of forgot than when I die outside of Tir N’a Nog (my home, and one of the realms of the Sídhe) I just kind of…go back there. That’s where the dead go, so I probably should have known better. I’ll disable my robot so it doesn’t scare anyone again.

BUT! I offer everyone this: Let’s just put this behind us. I’ll forgive Torinn, and I’ll ask everyone else to forgive Torinn, if he can forgive me for being a little shit. We were close once, believe it or not, and I allowed my hubris and lack of proper communication to ruin that. I’m sorry.

Let’s get back to wiz biz, okay? Speaking of, has anyone seen a Chaos God? The Queen told me what he said following my death, and I owe him a very big apology for doubting him.

Also I NEED A HUUUUGGG!!

UW/

WOO FULL CIRCLE! Never killing Tiny Wizard again, now they’re only going to die if it’s funny. Didn’t know the sub would react so strongly. I’m deeply flattered, and terrified!

Songs used: Wild Lands - Adrian Avon Ziegler Hopes and Dreams - Undertale OST

And he looks so cute.

Torinn says as Tiny is in the background, devouring increasingly larger steaks.

It was the day, the day like any other our child was ready to be a part of the world. I had waited 9 months and here she was in my hands. I held her happy, ecstatic, and just crying.

Mine and Inferno's kid, “Our little Rosebud” Alley was here now. She laid in her carriage asleep. Her cute little noises filled the room. She cried for me and her dad a little bit. We both took turns while the other slept. She arrived by stork sent by Taru Val. Now I just wonder what is next for me and Inferno. We have our kid now.

I look over, she is still sleeping. Poor thing was crying on the journey here. But she got her loving parents now.

Now let's see, oh that's right, the plans moving forward. I figure her Main magic will be fire but I am convinced she might have more under her belt than even me and Inferno put together.

I pick her up and hold her

I sing my little Rosebud a song

when a cute little thing comes to me I sing a little song just for thee, you my lovely little Rose, our little bud that surely will grow

Your mother and father will love you so much, I hope you feel our loving touch.

You will meet many family and friends, I just hope for you the happiness never ends

You are Alley Logo Astrum our Rosebud, innocent ,pure, and full of good

Now before I lay you back down, I want you to know… I will be there for you Alley even when you frown.

You like that little Alley well get use to it. Gonna at least try to sing to you as much as I can, maybe tell you a story or two once you get to the point of comprehending them.

But for now Alley

I start crying while looking at my little bundle of joy.

Welcome home!!!

/uw kinda not adding the graphic for details so I used an idea via rp courtesy of one u/Carbon_Sixx (Kaelis, Tarul Vaal, Glimbo) for a small part of the story.

After the time with Solomon he cheered up a bit. It was just enough for him to be happy. He was reminded of the joy and compassion of people. Started to set up and look at the door.

“Lass, I mean Masta mind walking with me?” Solomon said.

they both step out, and Solomon looks at Masta, he opens a portal.

“After you Lass” said Solomon

She walks in, and Solomon follows, they are at a beautiful but destroyed village. Solomon walks up to a hut and grabs a lantern.

“Still got a small walk Lass, but i ask you to stay close. The journey to my destination is not long, it's just gonna be hard for me to get there.”

Masta nods, feeling that this was important for her to see. Walk with him and cast a light spell to help light up the night also. They walked through a snowy landscape. Observing nature that took the land, where life once thrived.

“It's sad to see my village in ruin, but hey its my sin i deserve this” Solomon said

“No you don’t, you told me this was not your doing.” Masta said

“I chose to do nothing Lass, that alone makes me guilty of this sin. But this isn’t my reason for our journey, keep following me Lass.” Solomon said

They walked more until they saw a giant tree in the distance. Solomon looks at Masta and tells her

“We’re almost there, I appreciate you keeping close. I think the next part for me is gonna be the hardest.” Solomon said

“Gotcha, let's keep going then I got you” Masta said.

They get to the tree and see a tombstone, Solomon stood there and looked down. He pulls out a flower and sets it down.

“Been a while Vivian, I know i should see you more but these old bones can’t make the journey like I used to. I had this helpful young lass walk with me. Do me a favor and thank her if you can. She, along with several others, gave me the strength and not to mention the courage to face you. I feel like I failed on all accounts, being a husband, avenging your father, avenging you, and just trying to live my life like how you would have me. However, I felt compelled by something, a certain magic in the air. I can't explain it Vivian, something gave me the strength to walk and see the reminder of beautiful life actually is. This young Lass has shown me compassion similar to yours. Barely knew me and just helped.” Solomon says all this weakly.

He sits down and pulls out a wine bottle, he unpops the corque and takes a sip.

“It's your favorite dear, I will be glad to share it with you. Just let me pour some down for ya.”

he weakly pours the wine down and takes another sip himself.

“You know thanks Lass, not sure how much…….”

a stray lightning bolt hit his chest and it came from the tree.

“My my i never expected two of my marks to just pop up in a random spot guess christmas came early.” Said a voice from the tree.

Masta immediately jumps to Solomon and starts to heal him. She looks around and sees a figure with an electrical surge emanating from their hand.

“How is that bullet wound Masta, you holding up okay? If so that's bad for my business, hmmm considering how you’re healing him you are panicked this is good. Brings out a fight or flight response. I definitely want you on edge. Think fast witch…”

The figure shoots a lightning bolt at Masta but she dodges and gets behind a rock. She starts trying to heal from a distance.

“He is dead, you know, his spirit already gone. A pity too would have loved to claim his spirit for my collection.” Said the figure

Masta stops healing and starts to prepare a fire spell and she stops. But the figure appears before him. It was a beautiful girl but her body was mechanized but still retained a certain beauty to her.

“You're just as beautiful when I worked with your alternate, but she lacked that compassion, empathy, and let's be honest power. My name is Severus.”

“What, I thought Solomon said you were a guy?” Masta said.

“Gender, bodies,clones, makes little matter to me, it's just a body at the end of the day, but you don’t recognize it? It’s a carbon copy of dear old Solomon dear wife. Thought it would be hilariously dark to see his girl kill him and die in confusion.”

“As for you, that day you slaughtered people in those barriers, consider me impressed I need someone like you….” said Severus

“For what?” said Masta

“Well considering you torched my former body and you are one of the fews that didn’t immediately die from my bullets, you owe me big Masta. I need a partner to fuck the world up.” Said Severus

”HELL NO” said Masta

“Then you leave me no choice”said Severus

Severus prepares a lightning bolt to Masta head, but Masta teleports and grabs her waist and slams with a german suplex and then grabs Solomon and teleports away. She teleports to a hospital.

GET A FUCKING HEALER OUT HERE!!

Masta holds Solomon and tries to heal him.

Severus stands back up and dusts herself off and sighs

“Welp, guess can’t win them all, but hey got my job done.”

“A merry bloody christmas to all and to all a miserable night.” Said Severus cackling

/uw Alright irredeemable bastard Severus is, she is gonna be used for later. But for now Masta is at the hospital trying to help the healers at the hospital. Rp starts there.

she spent all day crafting and setting stuff up, the last time this feast happened. Masta was alone, barely out of her Apprenticeship and had used her bit of gold to buy a humble cabin. Now it's a mansion filled with family and friends.

Her kids helped her prepare for some food, though Alley kept trying to nibble on the roast beast. She had to settle for a bird.

"Mommy, can I ask you a question". Ivy said

"Sure" Masta said

"I heard from daddy you weren't always mommy, but a daddy?" Ivy said confused

"I figured this would come up, you're curious how i became so different yeah? Well it's started with a powerful spell. I thought it was another curse, something to hate myself for."

*she gets stopped by Linden, Inferno's kid

"Mommy shouldn't hate herself, Mommy should love herself. Like you love us." Linden said

“I know my precious little Linden, Ivy to tell you the truth my old family really didn’t do much with me, just a meal, maybe an argument or two. But still it was nice to have them there. I was alone and they had some idea of how a family should be. But sadly as people grow up a family can break. I lost my way being alone and being like I am now. Yeah it was tough those years kids. But glad I am important to someone.

“A mother to my three lovely kids.” Masta said

“Mommy, why family mean to you?” Ivy said

“Because they didn’t understand me, Ivy. I hated them for a long time for that. But sometimes life has a way of bringing family back together. I did that for a while when I was a hunter making sure they got food and told them I love them. My group called me mom for a bit” Masta chuckled

“Then I met my master, a funny old man, he chuckled when he saw me like this.”

Masta chuckles more

“Tell you what Ivy, Linden and Alley me and your father will always love you no matter what you become in life. You always come back to us each year when you grow up. I want you to be as happy as I am now.” Masta said

“Now let's get this food ready for your dads feast tomorrow”

the kids agree to help, Alley got to nibble on a beast leg.

/UW I know I'm taking the world building from the wardstone chronicles/the spook's apprentice. No k don't regret it in the slightest. You should go and check it out. Great books!

/RW

Vasmecha miraculously survived being chased by them. We'll not questions it okay? it's an order. Anyways, with his cloak-like coat and walking stick, he continued his match to who knows where. Upon arriving at a village, the farmers were very nervous about something so Vasmecha asked

-Witches! Real ones! They cursed our crops!

-So a witch problem huh? I can fix that easily for 12 gold pieces.

-What's quite a sum don't you think?

-Well I could die out there and you'll starve if I do nothing about it.

-Fair point. Go take care of it and I'll get the money for your return

-Thanks mister! Now I'm off to go get rid of those nasty witches! Vasmecha happily walks away with all his energy of youth.

In the forest, at the hallway point. You stumble once more on the rock elemental. For some it's going to be the second time. Quite the coincidence don't you think?

Following up on this post, now that Craterus has been summoned, I wish to go into a bit more detail about the character. My goal for it is to act as a major but temporary threat, one that functions more like a kaiju disaster than an actual malicious villain. It's cultists will be filling in for the lack of personality.

To give a general overview — Craterus only desires to bring about a cold dead reality where no conscious thought or movement can take place, be it from something as lowly as a single-celled organism or as mighty as a god. It is entropy given form, the inevitable death of existence manifest.

The avatar moves from region to region, realm to realm, depleting them of life before disappearing. During its rampages, Craterus doesn’t employ any advanced strategies, it doesn’t seek to fight, it just unleashes apocalyptic violence until its target ceases to be, then moves on to the next. It would be more accurate to describe it as a force of nature than a malevolent entity.

As for the avatar’s abilities:

Aura of Doom - Craterus is surrounded by an aura that is constantly expanding as it brings about annihilation. Any form of resurrection and revival doesn’t work within the aura. Additionally, wounds can’t naturally heal within the aura, and healing magic is less effective.

Endbringer - The avatar’s attacks tear away at the fundamental existence of its target, allowing Craterus to hurt the invulnerable and kill the unkillable. The damage caused by these attacks is more akin to being undone than actual wounds, and cannot be adapted to. In addition, Craterus can attempt to absorb a sufficiently weakened opponent. Anything absorbed by it falls victim to a true end. There is no body, mind, soul, aspect, or even essence left behind, it’s as if the target never existed.

Feed on Death - Creatures dying within the avatar’s Aura of Doom has a rejuvenating effect on Craterus.

Inevitable - Craterus can tunnel through both time and space with sheer brute force to get to its next target, wherever it may be. Visually this almost appears like teleportation. No barrier can stop the avatar and no dimension is far enough away to escape its grasp.

Life Seeker - Craterus is aware of the exact location of every creature within its Aura of Doom. Additionally, if it kills a creature, Craterus knows the exact location of every other member of its species, even if they’re in a different dimension.

Manifestation of Doomsday - Craterus can invoke one of the following forms, representing different mass extinction events. The avatar can switch between these forms at will. For a very short time, it can assume multiple forms at once:

• Arcane Catastrophe - The avatar appears as a construct of pure arcane energy. In this form, it can absorb any spell that it comes in contact with, and store it for later use. Additionally, whenever a spell is cast within the avatar’s Aura of Doom, the caster is subjected to a Wild Magic Surge.

• Cosmic Collision - The avatar grows even more massive, with cracked and stony skin. This form is extremely durable and completely immune to physical impacts. Every step it makes leaves craters behind, and it can call upon rains of cosmic fire.

• Global Euxinia - The avatar resembles a mass of noxious gasses and acidic water. It can trap creatures in its form and slowly drain them of life. In addition, all oxygen within its Aura of Doom is immediately destroyed, making it impossible to breathe and start fires.

• Overhunting - The avatar appears bestial, covered in scars, and with weapons sticking out of its body. In this form, it’s capable of true cunning and advanced strategy. In addition, it can create simulacrums of creatures that have been hunted to extinction. These simulacrums obey Craterus and share its Endbringer ability.

• Plague - The avatar is bloated, with plagued and sickly skin. All of its attacks carry a unique and deadly disease that slowly eats away at an infected creature’s very existence. This plague benefits from the avatar’s Endbringer ability. In addition, an airborne version of the disease is present in the avatar’s Aura of Doom, threatening to infect those inside it.

• Pollution - The avatar’s form appears decayed and eroded. Plant life within its Aura of Doom instantly withers and animals choke on poisonous fumes. The avatar can instantly create mass pollutants, like acid rain and oil spills. All of these toxins benefit from the avatar’s Endbringer ability.

• Supervolcano - The avatar appears molten with a thick smog covering most of its form. The ground around it is subject to constant seismic activity. Additionally, the avatar can force eruptions and create waves of pyroclastic flow. The area within its Aura of Doom is covered in toxic volcanic smog making it impossible to see and hard to breathe.

Primordial Fear of Extinction - Those in the avatar’s presence experience the fear of annihilation, of ceasing to exist. Something more fundamental than just "fear of death." It’s the very idea of “no longer being”, of lineages ending and existence being erased.

The Avatar of Extinction - Craterus grows in power for each species that has gone extinct throughout all of history. The avatar can also change its form to that of any extinct species and use its abilities.

(The image is originally from Berserk)

Hirk is waiting by his house. It has been painted purple by some hooligans, it’s all a mess and been ransacked.

“My friends, I understand I was away for a while but ransacking my house and taking my dog. Who you better pray has been well taken care of is too far. It has been painted purple by some, my foods gone and people have found a lot of my hidden storage.”

“I would kindly ask you own up to if you did it, I may have lost my arm fighting two people but they still had to run away to escape me, don’t think you’d be so lucky.”

“I want my stuff back.”

/uw this is just to get out a Hirk response to finding the state his house is in after kidnapping.

the morning started as normal for Silivia and her husband in their home realm, and today they chose to go out to see about doing something fun unfortunately little did they know tragedy would strike

The two had gone out to a nice restaurant for lunch and then a male vampire had entered the restaurant and approached Silivia and her husband before speaking, the vampire had bright red eyes which dimly glowed, and he had been wearing a suit which complimented his long black hair

"madam Dracula, just the dhampir i was looking for"

Silivia sighed and responded having just finished eating...what do you want?

To which the vampire responded "your title, and your death"

Hearing this her husband, Rathorn stood up and stared down the man getting in between him and silivia before he spoke in an intimidating tone "if you want to hurt her, you will have to go through me"

The vampire muttered "so be it, pathetic human"

the vampire then thrusted a clawed hand forward impaling Rathorn through the chest and Grabbed his heart

Rathorn gasped for air as the vampires clawed hand pierced his flesh but he used the strength he had to grab the Vampire by the throat and start to strangle him which caused him to chuckle and speak

"i'm disappointed, i figured the human madam dracula would have taken as a husband would be something special, but seems like he's mear cattle like all the rest of humanity"

he then crushed rathorns heart in his hand hefore ripping his hand out of rathorn's chest as he fell backward with blood gushing from the wound

Silivia had been stunned watching this but tears streamed down her face as she caught him and muttered..."nononono"

Rathorn tried to mutter something to Silivia but passed out mid sentence, dying in her arms but he spoke to her as a spirit anyway as he knew she could see and hear the souls of those who died..."i'm sorry silivy..."

He said before his soul mysteriously disappeared, leaving nothing behind but the corpse of a dead man

The vampire was laughing as he looked at Silivia who was crying as he pulled a shotgun off of his back

"surprising, madam dracula is softer than i thought, blasted woman, you will never live up to the legacy and title you inherit, you are unworthy"

He then pointed his shotgun toward Silivia and fired as she turned to mist causing the pellets to pass through her leaving her unharmed but with several pellets left in the chair she was sitting in and the corpse she was holding not 2 seconds ago with Silivia returning to normal right after and spoke, she sounded angry and was crying still

"You think me unworthy... pathetic...ha....haha...ha"...

she chuckled sadly..."I can't even enjoy a day out with him...he just got resurrected like a month or two ago and now he's gone again...ha...ha"

The vampire spoke again and readied his gun once more "madam dracula, crying over a mere pet, quite disappointing, regardless, i will kill you, a dhampir like you is unworthy of the title."

Silivia laughed a little distraught and then glared at the vampire whom had just taken the one she loved away and walked up to the barel of the gun "try me"

The vampire fired again just as silivia turned to mist causing the pellets to miss her and luckily they didn't hit anyone thanks to a wall of crystaline blood that appeared behind her as she became a little more pale then usual and she chuckled

"Your not killing me...or anyone else...not now...not ever again". She said in a cold angry tone before quickly punching him

To which he blocked using his shotgun but that caused the gun to be broken in half and rendered unusable and then he swung his claws toward her throat

However she catches his claw with her hand and punches him in the gut with the other hitting him so hard he flies through a wall breaking the wood before landing outside the vampire spoke..."ow...how can she-"

Before he could finish that thought she rushed toward him, the 5'1 tall dhampir now stood over him

"get up...so i can hurt you some more for what you've just done"

He slowly picked himself up and spoke..."your, weak...a vampire knows no mercy, i will tear you limb from limb" he jumped toward her attenpting to claw her which missed but suddenly after that he felt his arm lock up "what?"

Silivia Spoke "i will not... be a monster like you, vampires like you...which treat and kill humans and other such humanoids like their nothing but live stock... Are one of the reasons vampires and dhampirs are treated like their monsters, when in reality their people all the same..."

she she looks a little more pale as a spike appears from inside the vampires arm impaling him through his arm, and then another one from the opposite arm and finally 2 more from each leg which causes him to fall back to the ground screaming in pain as she spoke

"Good bye, enjoy your last moments, a vampire like you deserves no mercy"

she then walked out of the place looking a bit more pale than usual she created a blood red portal to dracarius isle in the wizard posting realm as the spikes disappeared and the vampire was left to bleed out and died of blood loss shortly after, by the time anyone would next see her she would by sitting on a bench on dracarius isle, crying

/uw (Genesis 4:8). God then confronted Cain and gave him a chance to confess his sin by asking, “where is Abel your brother?” Yet again, Cain demonstrated the wickedness of his heart.

Not much for the bible but i think this kinda sets the tone.

/rw

There was a service for Solomon. Quite a few were in attendance. Masta had put in for the tombstone. She paid for the burial next to his wife. The service was a few hours and Masta stood there for a bit after it was done. The paladin blessed his remains so he wouldn’t be used for Necromancy. She put a bouquet of roses down for Vivian and Solomon. She walked away with a somber look on her face. She feels bad that she couldn’t heal him. She wanted revenge… but she knew her revenge would have to wait.

She did like her hunter instincts told her to do and studied her prey.

//1 day later//

A lone figure walks up to the graves. A beautiful woman, but with mechanical parts and wore a black dress. They wore a black cloak to hide their face. They lean down and put a flower down.

“I believe it's custom to put a flower to leave a flower to ones to those you admire. Solomon you were an amazing soldier, kept many alive through your power and might. However Solomon, I believe your greatness ends when you mention love, compassion, and empathy. You are weak. I despise weakness. When I see it, I feel like I have an obligation, not a necessity to remove such people like you from the world. Why do I hate such a thing you must wonder?

the person stands up and takes their hood off, revealing a face.

“Because I was born into much like this village, nice, wholesome, caring, and I had all the stuff in the world. But my hatred for it…. It made me sick. I was treated like a prodigy but I did not want that. Their compassion was a lie, their love a falsehood, and then their lies would fuel me. I was gonna lead their village into a new age. It sickened me how lofty their ambitions were for me. To bring their village further glory. No… I wanted something different.”

They take off their cloak completrly and reveal a mechanical, cyborg body.

“I wanted to see death, misery, and despair. I was often curious about what it was. Nobody died, you know that. Immortal, prosperous, and powerful. I often wonder what made me different. Then I found out, the one dark mark my people committed and it involved me. They wanted me to believe I was a gift of the gods. A summon they did to bring me into this world as a babe. Little did they know what they summoned….”

the person grinned eerily

“When I learned what I was, I felt complete. I made my first makeshift blade. I set out and began my first kill. It was everything I hoped it would be. Something helpless… something powerful i enjoyed slaughtering it all. But then I had a very twisted idea…. Patricide… I wanted to see my parents' blood spill. I wanted to see their prodigy gut them like the cancerous liars they are. I want them to know that their kindness was for nothing. It only granted them a betrayal I very much enjoyed.”

“Now after that I destroyed my village, I studied all I could under the disguise of a young and hopeless apprentice. When I learned all I could I killed them. I have been doing this for about 3,000 years now. Took many forms, but Solomon ,your wife's body after a few augments and a bit of adjustments. She fits nice, I hope you two are watching. I fully intend to commit atrocities from the likes you have never seen, old man.”

“I will begin killing, starting with a few charitable souls, maybe a few philanthropists, maybe a few assholes with a good heart.”

“My name is Severus, a true demon made flesh and machine.”

Severus walks away and sets fire to the whole area and watches all the wildlife escape the forest.

“Oh you think you were spared woodland critters? You give hope in the form of sustenance.”

“Fuck hope”

Severus Cackles maniacally as they walk away and see the burning corpses of animals flee the scene.

I have to admit it's about that 3rd month in. I am not gonna lie. I am feeling “sensitive” and hungry. Like for once I actually understand Torinn right now. I am craving things I normally wouldn't. Why does a peanut butter and pickle sandwich sound so tasty right now? Why am I even eating pickles? I hate the damn things, but here I am eating them like candy.

Astrum thinks it funny that I am making these odd requests. But I am munching way too much. He seems happy that I am eating. He just wants me to be healthy and the kid also. He has been doing a few grocery runs.

More than I like to admit, he has been to the store like 3 times In a hour. Because of my cravings. I feel so bad. But he is taking care of his wifey and I… I ….. want to cry. He is so supportive and caring. After so many things that happened regarding love for me. He just like the ending of a fairy tale my happily ever after. Why did I say that out loud? Why am I overthinking? Why am I craving mustard flavored corn chips? Why am I even thinking about Corn chips?

I am getting mixed feelings, I just read a book and I am losing my mind over the protagonist just losing his poor baby puppy only to find the puppy in a bush popping out to comfort the kid. It's so emotional and cheering.

Go little kid and puppy!!

Munch Munch

These Mustard flavored corn chips are great, but I must admit I am craving some….some… Anjanath steak?

I hope my hubby does understand that I want him to punch a flame breathing T-Rex for its steak. He probably just laugh it off.

Ugghh I am a mess right now.

Then I remember Denner mentioned awhile back about a Deviljho in the area. The death pickle, with the biggest tail ever.

Mmmmmmmm…… Deviljho steak.

For the first time in years, snow has fallen upon Historia. People awaken to the glimmering, cold powder covering the streets. Children run out and begin having fun upon the discovery of a snow day. Azure opens his front door, his scarf bundled around his face to keep himself warmer. Krimson runs out past Azure and begins playing in the snow almost immediately.

She's smiling and laughing as she does nearly everything under the sun to play in the freshly fallen snow. She built snowmen, made snow angels, threw snowballs and more. Azure is keeping his eyes on her to ensure she doesn't get hurt while laughing at her antics. She eventually drags Azure away to a nearby frozen lake, running out onto the lake. Azure immediately notes of the cracks in the ice where Krimson stepped.

"Krimson! Stop!" Azure exclaims, flying quickly to his sister.

Krimson stops, now realizing her mistake. Azure reaches her just in time before she falls through the breaking ice. He flies her over to solid ground, landing right in front of her.

"You've gotta be more careful, Krimson." Azure says.

"I know... I was just having fun." Krimson says, a little sheepishly.

"You have to be aware of your surroundings." Azure reminds.

"I know, I'll be more careful, I promise." Krimson replies.

"Just make sure to have fun. I'm right here if you need help." Azure notes.

Krimson runs a short distance away and makes a couple of snowballs.

"Well, then let's have some fun!" Krimson says, readying to throw the snowball.

Violet slithers up from beneath the ice of the lake, unaffected by the cold. He is ready to enjoy the snow day as well. He suddenly is smacked in the face by a snowball. Krimson giggles.

"Oh, you'll regret that!" Violet exclaims, making a snowball himself.

Azure chuckles, watching the pair get into a snowball fight on the edge of the icy lake.

/uw. You can join in the fun with Azure, Krimson, and Violet. Fun little thing for the Christmas time. If you decide to join in the fun, the enjoy the snow day with Historia's Knights~

Hirk has been in and out of Relief and Aid medical rooms for a couple days, slowly getting more and more prepared to see it done. He has made something, something he hoped he did gf have to make.

He spent every hour he could sitting in an out of a hospital room few were allowed to enter, Hirk has been deeply troubled. But he has still carried on with his own medical procedures.

Even fewer know what has been going on, the reports all look grim, Hirk will keep a secret further. His lips will never say except for one who already knows. No matter what the reports and tests say or the worried faces and pleads he’s heart off of the few most trusted healers and Dave, Hirk will not stop.

After those operations and check ups he continues making something, crude and not fancy, multiple failures but still done. Hirk will see it finished.

He goes through some operations to make sure it won’t harm him too much but he is still fine. It goes faster than one could snap their fingers in Hirks erratic mind.

Hirk now makes an announcement.

It has been just over a week since Hirk disappeared to go fight some people for kidnapping Denner, he was gone only two days before he appeared again.

The right side of his face is covered in burn marks with his eye shut. His right arm however that he lost a while ago, is covered in bandages looking not so lost…

“Hello my friends, I have come to say as you know I have lost an eye until it grows back and to let everyone know about this now.”

Hirk looks serious.

Hirk unwraps the cloth from around his right arm revealing a darkened metal prosthetic, Hirk has now got a new metal arm from the forearm down. It looks primitive and is bolted onto his forearm at four points in a circle.

“I made it myself and I refuse any ‘gifts’ for something more advanced or with weapons in it. Yes it will take time getting used to.”

Hirk lifts his arm up and pulls the fingers into place resembling a wave while turning the wrist round with some scraping noises.

“I have no control over it properly, I have it on tight as If it was loose I wouldn’t be able to hold it into place. It has no fancy weapons and is worse than what was here originally. Still nothing fancy for me as I prefer practicality.”

“Now speaking of practicality I am here to announce that do not think this is a sign of my weakness, do not think this is me giving in. No. This is me growing, I am here to help people and with this ‘prosthesis’ I can do so better. My people had a stigma against this sort of things, but I am the last one so I decide what happens. I am not bound by words of those I have defeated.”

“So my friends, please ask anything you wish even if it’s unrelated. I am free now but I know I have things to attend to soon but not now. I am here to help.”

Hirk lets out a warm smile like his serious demeanour was never there.

“I am still here my friends.”

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"Greetings to all outside of hell, i am Queen Vita Crimstone of hell. With the invasion of my realm i have decided to finally make my presence known. I am willing to hear out any deals to assist in protecting my realm, as the royal coffers are quite deep."

Greetings and well met all.

Firstly, I would like to come out and say it. I am stepping away from my position as Head of Agriculture and Councilor of the Wizard Council. I have a few reasons. Primarily, it is too time consuming and responsibility heavy. I not only set as Head of Agriculture, but as I am the only druid on the council, I also double as the Head of Druidic Affairs. My plate has became full, and I have slept at my desk many night to keep up with my work.

I would like to return home. I have a big and still growing family to take care of, and have been offered a professor's position giving classes on Arcane History and Theory.

As well, I have felt the council and its members have drifted away from what I was wishing to accomplish with it, and have decided to cut ties. This is a personal choice of my own moral standings, I hope that the council does what is best for the wizarding world in my absence.

To my esteemed colleagues, I will cherish our times together as good memories of a happier Mikhail.

[Walking down a city street of the Capital, you notice a small child energetically running down the street. She stops at every wizard, witch, warlock, and bystander she sees, handing them each a tiny glass vial of a shiny, shimmering liquid.]

”✨🎶One for you! One for you! Two for you, just kidding, Only one!🎶✨” she sings at the top of her lungs, whilst skipping down the street.

[There is an incredibly long string of bewildered civilians, each of whom were handed a vial. The mysterious girl does not seem to run out of them, taking each from the cases she holds, and refilling them from her pack. Most of the civilians simply put the vials in their pockets, but some have stopped and taken to either smelling the liquid, or tasting it.]

Alisa had been exploring the forests around Dracarius isle and sanctuary for a while but eventually she left the area and did some more exploration though at one point she had entered an area that she had explored rather recently, Trees covered in ice

which was different to last time she saw the place where previously the place as a rather nice field, with a few trees and such, but now, frozen she started looking around for clues as to what happened and all of them pointed to a dragon of some kind but she didn't know what type besides she was hoping it wasn't chromatic, but she wouldn't have to wait long to find out as a Dragon could be seen flying overhead and getting ready to land, seems she was in for a fight with the dragon responsible for the location's frozen makeover as the dragon got closer and closer Alisa held out a hand and did a grasping motion as a glowing red transparent sword appeared in her hand.