DAMAGED || GOODS

Should I stay or should I go now? If I go there will be trouble. And if I stay it will be double. Ask blog for Rickert of Vinheim

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axemurderercreighton:

Wot’s a matter Rickert did someone insult your sparkly fire?

I’m going to die!

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Unbelievable!

Stupid, moronic, self-centered, lying half-wit, with dust for brains. Feeeeeeble cursed one, a blah blah blah look at how IMPORTANT and mighty I am! Take no heed in my cowardice while I blame all my shortcomings on a young, handsome man one tenths my age! The nerve!

I swear, when I find him, I’m going to take that stupid, overly decorated, overly compensated catalyst of his and shove it right up his--

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straid-of-olaphis:

marylinofvinheim:

straid-of-olaphis:

MARILYN. 

Cancel my plans! Clear my appointments! If anyone asks, I am not home!

“Me?! … erh… you had your plans up somewhere?! Where are you going, it’s dangerous- oh damn it.”

Yes, Marylin! Danger indeed! Tis a woman.

With quite the axe to grind.

Forgive me, boy, but you are young. You are made of rubber and magic, your bones will spring back from the beating she has to deliver.

Rubber and magic? What EXACTLY do you take me for? A soapstone eraser? 

Get back here, old man! “Great sorcerer,” my arse! I’ve seen more impressive magic from a mushroom, and I don’t even think they’re capable of performing magic in the first place! 

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The eccentric woman turns her gaze from the older sorcerer to the younger, fresher one. "Oh- Is this true? You're not quite a feast for the eyes, but I'm certain you'll do, yes? Miralda needs you, boy." --crossboundxguillotine

Is that how you greet a stranger? Calling him average looking? That’ll earn you some favors. 

Listen, I know I tend to be a hot commodity around these parts, but, as you can see, I don’t think I’ll be going anywhere anytime soon. Now, move along. 

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crossboundxguillotine:

Funny how quickly people change when things don’t turn their way. Miralda grips the mage’s wrist, strong arm reaching beyond his cell’s bars, her voice cracking horrendously as she speaks : “A favor precisely what I seek, great sorcerer, and I will not leave without it.”

WAIT!

Wait, wait, wait, wait just minute here! Now, listen-- I tend to be great at many things, so I perfectly understand the confusion, but sorcery isn’t exactly a strength of mine! I couldn’t even cast a decent soul arrow if my life depended on it! 

                      Though... I guess the opposite would be true in this case, wouldn’t it? 

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The eccentric woman turns her gaze from the older sorcerer to the younger, fresher one. "Oh- Is this true? You're not quite a feast for the eyes, but I'm certain you'll do, yes? Miralda needs you, boy." --crossboundxguillotine

Is that how you greet a stranger? Calling him average looking? That’ll earn you some favors. 

Listen, I know I tend to be a hot commodity around these parts, but, as you can see, I don’t think I’ll be going anywhere anytime soon. Now, move along. 

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My, my... The old prune wasn't wrong. You're quite the sight, my love- Oh, heehee, pardon me, good sir. You are Straid, yes...? --crossboundxguillotine

Nope.

I am flattered, miss. But you are mistaken. You must be looking for someone else. 

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straid-of-olaphis:

crossboundxguillotine:

straid-of-olaphis:

crossboundxguillotine:

“…No?” she pouted, and rested her forehead against the man’s mask, staring uncomfortably into his eyes. “But… You look just like him. And…” The executioner took a deep breath and grinned. “You seem just as powerful.”

“You are quite the flatterer, ma’am.”

He spies her bloodied rags of clothing uncomfortably. 

“You must be looking some other mage. Hmm.”

“A smith yes? Who resides in a cell block?” 

“Why, precisely,” she purred as she pulled back slightly, placing a rather strong hand on the man’s chest. “Handsome, with a voice to melt a Queen’s heart, yes- you bear quite his likeness, from what I have been told.”

“But… If you are not the magnificient Straid, then… Who might you be, great sorcerer?”

Tempting. Very tempting. But she will eat me alive.

“Oh, yes! You are thinking of that other mage-in-a-cage!”

Cough.

“Yes, he is most certainly the goddess-hounding dog you seek. I am Rickert, of Olaphis. Surely I am the greater of us two, but much more modest and self-controlling. You should go seek the other, and punish him for his sins.”

What?

Now, wait just a minute….