Poquito wrote:
During all this, Poquito had somehow snuck away from out of underneath Claude's table, and was near the counter now, trying to calm himself down and focus on what he had came here for.
Astoria lightly Taos their shoulder. “Can I help you”
Poquito jumped, startled, then turned around to look at Astoria. "Uh-"
"No, you, I mean- Yes." Poquito was panicking. Great, he was already messing this whole thing up..
"No, you, I mean- Yes." Poquito was panicking. Great, he was already messing this whole thing up..
Throwing away the napkins and returning the plate, Claude decided to grab her pint of beer and walk away to find something to do. I wonder if they play old movies or good music at this bar.
Medea, pulled book (Probably some book of the damned) from nowhere.. he was honestly just reading for his own reasons.. the idea to improve his magic was slipped into his head.. the idea of not just raising bodies but bringing them to life.. the one thing hes really missing in order to do so, is holy magic.. which is something that he cant touch like that..
Claude wrote:
Throwing away the napkins and returning the plate, Claude decided to grab her pint of beer and walk away to find something to do. I wonder if they play old movies or good music at this bar.
max: hay miss there’s a few gaming stuff I hooked up over in the corner of the bar over there and we have a old school juke box with a tone of albums on it
Fake Peppino then proceeds to hum to himself as he is in a good mood.
Medea looked at his staff.. "I almost forgot I have you" he said, standing the staff straight up and letting it lean a bit.. "What a nice tool you are" he said.. this probably explains how he knows characters like Madara Uchiha, Dark Samus, Bowser, that staff can definitely open protals to other worlds
Max: so your staff is alive then right * he said curiesly *
"No, Its made of mostly wood, but Ive inscribed way to many symbols into it, so its mainly magic" he said "If you want a living staff, go to a witch called Honey, her broom is a part of her subconscious in a way"
Max: well that sounds sweet am I right * he said chuckleing at the bad pun * max: but cool then if you carved enough stuff on my van would it become magic ?
"Depends on what you want it to do really, I myself may not have the ability to make it do certain things.. like anything holy.. or giving it life-"
Max: welll could it make me an endless supply of pot? Or like could you make it have crazy amount of speed
"Huh? Who's this person under Auntie's table?"
"Im from over 300 years ago, I dont understand what either of those are.."
Max: never mind then * max chuckled * max: how come half this bar is people from ether more then 100 years ago or more sorry not trying to be rude but like i think ive met only one other somewhat hippie and she didn’t even smoke. * he said rubbing his head * max: alright better question what would you call this place a bar or a tavern ?
"I just read the name of the bar as I walked in.. this place strikes me as a Tavern tho.."
"And Necromancy is old magic, I was born into war, the prime of its use"
"And Necromancy is old magic, I was born into war, the prime of its use"
Max: so necromancy is just like a less important magic and the magic you use is more important or modern in a sense
"Well Ive lived in the forest all this time.. so I used them as maids of sorts" he said "The magic council is natutallly against it for the same reason everyone else is.." he said rolling his eyes "My world.. has gone soft, so its boring there.."
Max: huh interesting could you teach me * he said curies since he was just wanting to do anything at that point *
"Magic?" He said "Sure, but the chances of you learning amything is a little more than slim.. although maybe a wand would work?" He the for a moment "Sure Ill teach you magic... nothing too draining or costly"
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