Bard Of Dragons and Seer of Dreams

Mun is 21+ I go by the name Danzer and I’m 36. Anything triggering will be tagged. To access pages click dropdown arrow on the blog's main page. (An independent sideblog rp blog for Tomas from Spyro Reignited Trilogy.) Sideblog to: championofdarkland Uses Tag: luteoflaughs Uses Mun Name: Danzer

[gemscales-and-tea]

That was the trouble when it came to trying to find your talent as an Artisan dragon. Well, knack more so. Many dragons went through many mediums until they found their thing. Spyro gives a little huff of smoke through his nostrils while observing the lump of clay. Then a note from Thomas' ever reliable lute is plucked and the young dragon's eyes light up as magic takes over.

The lump of clay is no longer, molding into a statue of himself. The sight makes Spyro give a little laugh before deciding to help. A deep inhale and fire soon leaps from his lips, working on kilning the clay statue so it would stay that way.

[luteoflaughs]

"There see? It helped a little didn't it? Gave that small bit of confidence you needed. Do you need any other help perhaps? I am ready and willing to aid in anyway."

Tomas gave a small smile as he set his lute down. Not certain he could do much more but still hanging around to make sure the young dragon was ok. He doubted Spyro would get hurt but avoiding a potential mess would be a good course of action to carry out in this moment.

"Say after this do you want to play my lute? I'll show you how to play each string it takes a lot of precision but it should still be fun!"

[fledglingartisan]

The dragon was completely worn out as a result of the spell that was placed on him. Once sleep had claimed him he wasn't going to be waking up any time soon. In his head though he wondered if everything was alright with Tomas. He knew how the bard normally acted, and this wasn't what he was used to at all.

He remained passed out in his bed for the entire rest of the day. His body was sore, his scales ached, he had never put his body under such a strain until then. No doubt when he woke up again he would really feel it in his legs and arms.

[luteoflaughs]

Tomas stayed in his room for as many hours as he could putting many magic symbols all over his body to contain the influence of the being that took him over. The symbols then vanished making them not appear to the naked eyes of others. Tomas was sure he was safe at that point, but this clearly showed he needed to make sure his wards were made stronger so he could stop the possessions from happening.

The guilt of what Bravad was likely put through weighed heavily upon the bard. Maybe, taking someone in as a student was a mistake. The bard had thought his protection spells had been enough. Yet, even now he was shown again and again how worthless his attempts were.

Yet, that didn't mean the bard would give in. He would fight till the very end to gain his freedom back. So with that in mind, Tomas went to Bravad's room much later to go check on him.

[grayingskies]

No thanks… See ya!

[fledglingartisan]

The dragons movement would slow, as would his movement calm as the sleeping spell took its hold on him. He was already on the verge of slumber before such a spell was cast, his body already worn out. The spell simply pushed him along into dream world

He let out a snore as he stood there, completely knocked out. He had tried to do the dance for the entire duration. At least he had done so until Tomas made him stop.

[luteoflaughs]

"Tomas" smiled as with a wave they made the jester outfit vanish back to its original place. It was then they felt the real Tomas starting to take hold once more a sigh goes through them as not long later. The bard began to breathe in hard upon realising he lost himself again. Panic ran through him in that moment as he quickly looked around saw Bravad then realised the danger. The bard slowly took in some deep breaths before then picking up Bravad with intense care.

(This was all my fault...I...should have known the dangers. Yet, I still dared to dream. And now once again I am reminded of the reality. A reality where there is no freedom. I cannot allow this to happen again.)

Tomas knew of what likely occured he couldn't remember yet the terror he felt within regardless remained. He placed Bravad back within his bed before entering his study then locking the door. He needed time alone, time to think, time to prepare, and time to reflect on everything.

[fledglingartisan]

"N-no I want to do this Tomas. I can keep going." He protested, his body ached like crazy and yet he still kept dancing. He wanted to see it through to the end. The disappointed look in Tomas' face, it was one he really didn't want to see.

The social manipulation was working on the young dragon a bit too well. It was very clear he was pushed to his limits, the jester costume starting to get drenched a bit. But he still kept dancing. He wanted to help Tomas out, he wanted to prove that he could do this for his mentor.

[luteoflaughs]

"Tomas" used another spell to prevent Bravad from ruining the costume from dancing so much. It cleaned itself made it smell nice and removed all of the sweat that was building up like it have never happened. The costume was now pristine once more though Bravad was worn out.

"I think you should stop now...you don't want to make yourself too tired do you?"

"Tomas" came in close before breathing a small amount toward Bravad as another spell went off. This time a sleeping spell to make the apprentice fall into a magical slumber hopefully while still standing up.

[fledglingartisan]

He certainly didn't want to let Tomad down. Besides, if he did the dance for that long, he would no doubt get better, would he? Besides, the two hours were sure to fly by. He probably wouldn't even feel tired by the end

Except he would absolutely start to. His body trying to keep up with the dance as he kept going, as the minutes turned to an hour, approaching two. He was starting to sweat, but he kept dancing. Like he didn't want to stop at all.

[luteoflaughs]

Ok that is enough of that. "Tomas" gave a small click of his claws dispelling the Suggestion completly. Before putting on this disappointed look on their face. Like Bravad had let them down.

"I am sorry to say this Bravad. But, you might need to stop for now. I can tell you were really trying there. Yet, you clearly are lacking sone skills here. I am sure you really want to help with the dancing part but..."

"Tomas" was trying to goad Bravad in continuing to dance of his own choice at the subtle threat of letting down his teacher. With the invented story inside Bravad's head being that the reason he went on so long was because Bravad got it into his head that he really wanted to be part of the performance. It looked like "Tomas" was trying to let him down easy. But, would Bravad want that to happen? Did he want to be seen as a quitter? Just because he lacked the skill? Just because he was starting to struggle a little? Tomas talked all the time about the struggles he went through for his art. How could Bravad not try as hard?

It was twisted to charm someone but then use just normal social manipulation to keep the person who was charmed to make the active choice to carry out that same action willingly. There was a creulty to that act which the real Tomas knew only so well.

[fledglingartisan]

The dragon did feel rather foolish in his dance. Tomas' laughing solidifying his embarrassment. The jester costume no doubt would really make him look a fool if he danced again in that. But at the same time, he could tell Tomas was enjoying it. Yes this really was going to be the thing that his mentor needed to truly write a spectacular act, wasn't it? At least, that was what his brain was trying to convince himself of

"Y-yes of course Tomas, that has to be what I need to get this right." The young dragon would say, having seen the costume chest before he made his way too it. digging through its contents before pulling out a jingly jester hat and matching outfit, both of which fitting perfectly. Now he really looked the part of the fool, which would be accentuated as he once again did the dance. It was just as silly looking as before, now even more so with what he was wearing

[luteoflaughs]

"Tomas" smiled oh this brought back such good memories of when they did the same thing to Tomas. Made him dance around like the fool he was. It was almost nostalgic in a way but why redo things too perfectly? One shouldn't get lost within past memories too much. Still making Bravad for the dance for an hour or two would surely be enough.

"Do the dance for two hours."

Bravad would likely reason this as being "Hey, you might be bad now. But if you practice enough you'll get better right?" Heck, Tomas seems like he might even have Bravad take part in the actual performance maybe? If he proved himself to be good enough! Surely, Bravad would want that right? To make his teacher proud? Surely so right!

You don't want to let Tomas down do you?

[fledglingartisan]

Bravad looked over what Tomas had written down. It was a rather silly dance indeed, the movements no doubt would make the dancer look a little foolish as they performed it. Part of him at first was about to bring up this fact. Ask if this was really what Tomas wanted.

But then Tomas charm spell would subtly take hold of the dragon without him realizing it. He felt compelled to do the dance in question, no doubt so that Tomas could see what it really looked like. So, Bravad took a step back so he had space, and start to do the dance in question.

The dragon seemed to have two left claws. He was never a dancer and his clumsy movements showed that fact. He was all over the place, which made the already foolish looking dance look even more foolish.

[luteoflaughs]

"Tomas" burst out laughing oh boy that really didn't look good did it? Guess, they would need to rework the dance. It needed to look silly but not that silly then again it could just be Bravad's lack of skill. Sadly, didn't have much dance skill but that didn't mean they could try again with something different. Though a silly thought entered "Tomas"''s mind. They played another note on Tomas's lute.

"Do the dance again but dress yourself up like a jester."

Maybe a change of costume was all that was needed? That might fix all the problems. Make the floundering dance moves a part of the act! Yes, you can easily do something like that to make a performance work.

"Come on now Bravad! Try again! I know you can do it!"

There was a costume chest not far from the office for Bravad to get the costume if he needed to go grab it before dancing again.

[fledglingartisan]

Bravad watched as Tomas continued to scribble done notes. He seemed almost lost in what he writing. Once the list of books Bravad needed to obtain for the bard was passed on to him, he would quickly take his leave of his study to the tower library. There he would effortlessly collect the stack of books Tomas had requested from him before returning back to the study.

"I got you the books you asked for Tomas. Was this everything you needed or is there more?" He asked

[luteoflaughs]

"Oh, there's always a need for more. One must never accept anything less than perfection. And to be sure we get it right we'll need to test out what I have written so far. Give me a moment..."

"Tomas" spent the next while writing stuff down a whole song and dance number to be performed for the first act of the show. He hands the piece towards Bravad. Then "Tomas's" tail played a small note on his lute to cast a spell, the magic came so much more easily than expected.

Spell

"Perform the dance written on this paper."

A charm spell was cast on Bravad a single sentance compelling him to carry out said act. Suggestion was subtle like that with other charm spells the target was aware they were charmed but with Suggestion it would be hard to tell anything happened. And if something didn't make sense the person's mind would invent its own explaination for why something happened the way it did. The dance in of itself was very silly and "Tomas" wanted to see how it looked when performed.

Now, the Suggestion spell didn't magically make someone good at the task they were compelled to do. If someone was told to dance they would dance to the best of their ability but if they sucked then they still sucked. Magic wasn't ever going to improve actual skill at a task. So if Bravad did mess up that was something he would do himself. All the spell dictated was that he do the dance as the paper showed. How he carried out that task was purely up to his own interpretation.

[fledglingartisan]

Well, he wasn't fully sure how he managed it, but he had gotten some inspiration into Tomas' head. He felt a little happy about that at least. Perhaps this wasn't going to be so hard after all. He watched as Tomas took quill to paper, writing down notes. Prepared for the list that Tomas was going to give him

"Yes Tomas. I'll get them to you right away." Bravad responded. He had grown familiar with the contents of Tomas' library shelves, so any books he needed to find he would be able to, easily

[luteoflaughs]

"Tomas" was actually taking this seriously since they did want the real Tomas to do well in his work. Because the more he became famous the more it showed that their interferance to make him a better bard worked. Foolish Tomas thinking he could be anything else than what they wanted him to be! Such an adorable idea of rebellion.

It was also amusing to see him try to find a student of his own. Despite his rebellion it seemed like he was following in their footsteps. Still, was he teaching Bravad right? Maybe, they needed to use some of their methods so Bravad got a taste of what true mastery of art was?

But, perhaps not yet. They were still writing after all!

[fledglingartisan]

Bravad had never seen Tomas quite like this. The way he threw around the papers so haphazardly, watching the dragons notes as they were torn up or burned. He must have really been in a stump. Though of course the young dragon had no idea what was really going on.

And that mention of spooky tales, stories with lessons, was that really what something pertaining to the changing of the seasons really needed? Even if reflection was over done, he wasn't sure if what Tomas was suggesting was really the right choice either. But at the same time he trusted his mentor's judgement. He was the bard after all.

"What stories? Hmm... Well, there is a story I remember the older dragons told me when I was a hatchling. If I recall, it was about a dragon who was enticed to follow a trail of gemstones away from their guardian, only to be taken by one of the Sorceress' minions, never to be seen again. It was meant to teach us to be careful about wandering away from our elders at such a young age." Bravad explained

[luteoflaughs]

"Ahh yes! A classic that one is! Hmm, but no that would only be suitable if were fall into winter. This is winter into spring is it not? So...it would make more sense to tell stories of change. But not change in the normal sense but change as a concept of itself perhaps?"

Yes, that sparked something for sure! The being did want their own student to have something when he came back again. Make him thankful for their help in this struggles as an artist.

"Bring the books from the library with these titles. I need them stat. While I have this spark in my mind I need to make notes!"

"Tomas" pulled out a quill then dipped it into ink and he began to furiously write down things onto his papers. The ones worth a damn! Yes, yes yes! The lyrics were writing themselves. Already a song was starting to form yes this was ideal for the first act. A downright sensation if there ever was one. But those books were still needed.

[fledglingartisan]

Bravad had to work quick to catch the papers that were tossed his way. Awkwardly balancing his body as he stretched around to keep any of them from hitting the floor. He was used to quick saves like this from when he was apprenticing under the other dragons. He started to review Tomas' work. Flipping through the papers, he was starting to understand now what Tomas was struggling with.

"That is the question isn't it Tomas... I can see why you were having trouble." Bravad said, losing himself in thought of his own. Songs and stories to tell for the turning of the seasons? He needed to write three acts of this? This was going to be a long day. "Well, perhaps we can start with reflection? Looking back on what the previous season brought for us? Then transitioning into what to look forward to in the coming season?" He proposed, though he was sort of just throwing the idea out there

[luteoflaughs]

"Hmm, but isn't that little overdone? Reflection is often what people think on when the seasons change. I want to do something different! Something that will be spark a new emotion through the crowd. No no no...reflection is too expected...a worn down subject."

"Tomas" looked over more papers before shaking his head the throwing them around. Honestly these ideas were trash in their view Tomas really hadn't evolved his art in any meaningful way in their eyes. So boring.

"They should care more about lessons perhaps? Maybe some good old fairytales? Something with a harsh tale but with a lesson to teach the young ones to listen to their elders. Spooky tales are often good for things like that or is that too expected as well? I don't know..."

Tomas threw around more and more papers not paying attention to where they landed. Some got torn up others were burned with fire. It was a chaotic mess but one that at least felt like an attempt to create.

"Say, what stories have taught you a good lesson?"

[fledglingartisan]

Well, this was a little bit, odd. Bravad thought to himself. Tomas seemed to almost 180 in how he was acting before. He was so, reserved in how they were talking just a moment ago. And now, he was so quick to open up. And in such a dramatic way too. But, Bravad didn't think that much about it for now. He had no reason until now to do so with Tomas.

"A muse? Oh uh, yes sir. I don't think I've been a muse for you or any other dragon before, but if it will help get out of this creative funk I'll try to help out however I can." He replied, standing up again. Determined to help out his mentor in anyway he could

"We'll get you you through this creative block together I just know it." Bravad said optimistically, even if he didn't know how exactly they were going to do that.

[luteoflaughs]

"Yes yes, I am thankful but as for the issue itself. I need to write a song for this performance I have coming up. Thinking of all those verses, all those dance steps, I've been drowning on what to do. I have three whole acts I need to do but no idea where to begin or where to end."

The being knew everything Tomas knew because it was always watching. Always waiting for a chance to have fun when puppeting Tomas. Any evil it did would all be blamed on Tomas. And Tomas being Tomas he would never admit what happened because of the deal he was forced to make. Such a tragic existance made for such a fun game.

"Maybe look over my work and see if you can come up with any ideas. Like maybe a theme? Or perhaps what the focus should be. I mean this is for like a turning of the seasons sort of thing. So...what would be the best kind of songs and stories to tell? There's so many you know?"

"Tomas" threw some papers towards Bravad hoping he'd catch them.

[fledglingartisan]

Bravad would shake his head. He didn't want to just leave his mentor to sit here and struggle. Whatever it was that was coming up, it sounded like it was really giving Tomas trouble, he wasn't the kind of dragon to just leave and do his own thing in a situation like this.

"Tomas, what I want is to help you out with whatever it is you are having trouble with. We both should be able to confide in each other whenever we are struggling with something, so please sir, would you let me help you? Even if it's just you telling me what really is stressing you out?" Bravad asked, trying to get through to the dragon.

"If you saw me struggling in a way you are right now Tomas, would you just leave me to it, or would you want to help me whatever is troubling me?" Bravad asked, though he had a feeling he already knew the answer to that.

[luteoflaughs]

"No, I suppose I wouldn't do that would I? But hmm...I'm the teacher Bravad I should be able to handle my own problems. It really isn't..."

Tomas had been about to say more when suddenly he felt a sudden chill run through his body. And before Tomas could react such as grabbing the gem upon his neck or ringing his bells something took over. A flash of purple shone over his eyes but it was only for a brief moment. Then, "Tomas" took control though it was hardly noticable.

"Oh, who am I kidding? I am struggling a lot. The spark of the creative has been lost on me and I am drowning in my lack of inspiration."

Tomas did a dramatic fainting motion upon his chair to make the point more over the top. It was a sudden change in demeanor.

"Well, if you are offering help then by all means I shall accept it. At times like this we need to stir my mind into creativity. Soooo...perhaps we could use you as a muse maybe? To help me out of this block I'm in?"

[fledglingartisan]

"Hmm... Are you are Tomas? You know you don't have to put on an act to me if something is troubling you." Bravad replied with a bit of a frown. He could tell when Tomas was trying to put on an act, though he was trying to not pry too hard if his mentor really did not want to delve into it.

"Just as you're helping me, I want to help you you know. We're a team after all, you just have to ask me and I'll do whatever I can." The young dragon offered as he took seat next to the Bard. He wasn't too sure just what he could do, song writing was still something that he was learning after all. But the offer was still there.

[luteoflaughs]

"Oh hello there Bravad. Oh no, you don't need to worry about little old me. Work has just been harder than normal as of late. Got a huge thing coming up soon gotta be in tip top shape for it."

Tomas was not one who liked to bother others with his problems if he could help it. The realms were a hard place to be at times. The main issue was all due to lack of a creative spark going through Tomas's mind. If only he could overcome his block then things could become much easier. The words would flow out like an endless stream.

"Really, it isn't a problem you go do what you want I'll be fine!"

Seems Tomas needed to be convinced to open up a bit more before he would admit to there being a problem. Bravad could sure do it!

[gemscales-and-tea]

"I dunno, I think it's a little.... lopsided?" he murmurs while looking at the piece of wet clay he'd been trying to mold for the last twenty minutes. Honestly it looked more like a pile of mush than anything else.

@luteoflaughs

[luteoflaughs]

"Hmm, seems this didn't out so good I'm afraid Spyro but its ok! I still respect that you tried your best. That's what matters most."

Tomas sadly wasn't much of a potter either. Wasn't part of his skillset so sadly the bard couldn't do much to make something out of the pile of mush Spyro had. Still, that didn't mean they still couldn't do something. It just required a bit of magic! Something that the bard had in spades!

Tomas played a note on his lute the note caused magic to flow through the air making the mush start to reform itself into a more solid shape. Tomas made a small Spyro statue out of the clay with his magic! It wouldn't last long and would lose its shape very quickly but in this moment Tomas was trying to make the purple dragon feel better.

@gemscales-and-tea

[luteoflaughs]

Continued from here.

"Ahh Bravad! It is good to see you!"

Tomas brightened somewhat when he saw his student was around. However, there was still a level of dejection to take note of on his expression. Tomas did try to hide it, but given Bravad had been around him a while he might pick up on the fact Tomas was putting on something of a brave face. Who knew how well it was working.

"I've been well...ok mostly just been trying to think on a new song. I've got a huge performance coming up soon but...the ideas are struggling to surface. But, don't worry! I've got it all under control!"

Tomas gives a small wink to seem more confident than he actually was. He was pretending right now, wearing a mask to hide how worried he truly was deep down. Something he tended to do a lot.

@fledglingartisan