'Howey'

Multiemuse will tag accordingly NSFW 21+

[multiemuse]

Welcome-To-The-Dark

-Understand this blog is 21+

Darker Character - 21+ must be good oocly (Muns will need to converse about the plots)

Not always a Fluff kinda character.

FACE CLAIM: Tom Felton VOICE CLAIM: Tom Felton

IDENTITY––– –

(REAL NAME: Nole Stevenson)

NICKNAME|ALIAS: 'Howey'

PROFESSION: Tinker, bomb maker, alchemist, assassin.

MARITAL STATUS: Single

GENDER: Male

SEXUALITY: Bisexual

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic neutral

MOTTO:

”I don't call it crazy, I call it mentally hilarious.”

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS––– –

HEIGHT: 5' 11”

WEIGHT: 165

HAIR: Black with streaks of green

SKIN: Light Blue

EYES: Heterochromia--Left brown Right blue

BUILD: his lean frame is a perfect blend of elven grace and human grit.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Has bags under his eyes at all times.

A fox tattoo on his right shoulder.

COMMON ACCESSORIES: normally has bombs in a criss cross manner tucked into leather straps along his chest, on hand and flasks at his side.

BIOGRAPHY––– –

DATE OF BIRTH: 12/5

RACE: Half Elf(Void elf,Human)

BIRTHPLACE: Booty Bay

NATIONALITY: Booty Bay snob

ADDRESSES: 2406 Undermine drive

405 Booty Bay apartment C

EDUCATION:Only that given by the goblins, practically none. Can read somewhat. Knows all the chemical compounds, how they react and how to make things go boom.

Can break down every chemical into a sentence. Tell you how things react and how to nullify certain reactions.

PATRON DEITY: Bombs

RELATIONSHIPS––– –

PARENTS: Fritz his goblin father.

SIBLING(S): None

CHILD(REN): none

OTHER RELATIVES: All the goblins around him

SPOUSE(S)/SIGNIFICANT OTHER(S): None

FRIEND(S)/ASSOCIATE(S): Bruse the hobgoblin.

ROLE MODEL(S): Fritz, the goblin king, goblins of blackwater co. Clank his uncle.

MORTAL ENEM(Y/IES): None known to him.

PREFERENCES––– –

FOOD: Enjoys anything really, he doesn't like peas though and will flick them at someone

SMOKING: Alot

DRINK: Water

ALCOHOL: Anything

DRUGS: Depends

HOBBIES: Procuring bombs and or explosive toys to enlighten himself or those around him in despair. He enjoys blowing things up and sitting back watching people being mangled within his creations.

RP 'Hooks'

Bombs and toys-He is very well known for his bomb making skills, alchemical settings of potions and poisons, toys that move mechanics, either deadly or just for looks.

Undermine-Well known there under his alias 'Howey', you will and can get different reactions depending on who you ask that name to.

Bootybay -Born and raised there, he is known by name, from bruisers to the small bit of pirates whom still linger.

SKILL(S)––– –

UNARMED COMBAT & MARTIAL ARTS: Hand to hand combat. Knows some judo.

MELEE WEAPONS MASTERY: Wields small knives

RANGED WEAPONS MASTERY: Bombs or gadgets made for explosions or acid bombs.

RANGED COMBAT:Shadows

POLITICAL WARFARE: Whoever would benefit him the most he will side with unless bought out by the other side. Money talks.

LANGUAGES: [Master];Goblin

[Expert];Common

[Intermediate]; Thalassian

[Novice];Orcish

SPELLS & ABILITIES––– –

Shadow Welder

A forbidden path of shadow magic, possibly tied to the Void or remnants of Nathrezim techniques. Shadow Welders manipulate darkness like metal, using it to ensnare, conceal, and travel through shadow itself.

Possible Abilities:

Shadow Forge (Active): Creates a shadow weapon or armor enhancement, increasing damage or evasion for a short time.

Umbral Anchor (CC): Pins an enemy’s shadow, rooting them in place for X seconds.

Veil of Night (Defensive): Cloaks the caster in shadow, reducing incoming damage and making them harder to target.

Shadowstep (Movement): Teleports to a shadow near the target location (similar to Rogue Shadowstep, but terrain-based).

Dark Merge (Stealth-like): Merge with the shadow of a wall or object, becoming invisible and untargetable for a duration.

Bomb Expert

A Goblin or Gnomish-themed specialization.

Possible Abilities:

Sticky Bomb (Single-target): Lobs a grenade that sticks to an enemy and explodes after 3 seconds.

Trap Cluster (AOE trap): Deploys a group of proximity mines that detonate in sequence when triggered.

Remote Detonator (Utility): Allows manual detonation of any active traps or bombs.

EMP Charge (Anti-magic/utility): Disables mechanical units and silences enemies in a small radius.

Barrage Belt (Ultimate): Unleashes a storm of mini-explosives in a cone, dealing heavy damage and disorienting targets.

Class: Shadow Weld (Hero Class)

Race: Half-Human, Half-Void Elf

Armor: Cloth or Leather

Role Options: DPS (ranged/melee hybrid), Utility/Support

Resource: Shadow Essence (builds through attacks, spent on powerful abilities)

Talent Tree: Umbral Convergence

Split into 3 branches: Voidcraft, Shadow Dance, and Mortal Adaptation

1. Voidcraft (Ranged Spell DPS / Utility)

Focuses on ranged attacks, control, and shadow manipulation through Void magic.

Void Lure – Pulls an enemy toward you using tendrils of void.

Umbral Anchor – Roots enemies in place using their own shadow.

Twilight Lance – Hurls a spear of pure Void at the enemy, dealing shadow damage and reducing healing taken.

Shattered Thought – Causes fear and disorientation in a small area.

Embrace the Rift – Phases out of reality for 2 sec, avoiding all damage.

2. Shadow Dance (Melee DPS / Mobility)

Leverages stealth, burst damage, and agile shadow movement.

Shadowstep – Teleports behind the target. (Short cooldown)

Welded Blades – Summons shadowy dual weapons, increasing attack speed.

Eclipse Strike – Melee attack that consumes Shadow Essence to deal bonus damage.

Veil of the Forgotten – Enter a shadow form, gaining stealth and increased movement speed.

Flicker – Instantly dash to a nearby shadow; resets if used on an enemy.

3. Mortal Adaptation (Support / Hybrid)

Draws on Human resilience and ingenuity for defense, utility, and survivability.

Adaptive Reflexes – Reduces magic and physical damage after being struck.

Void Infusion – Buffs an ally’s weapon with shadow damage for 15 seconds.

Shadow Bastion – Absorbs a percentage of damage taken by allies nearby.

Willed Return – Passive: Upon death, you have a 25% chance to revive at 25% HP if Shadow Essence is full.

Memory Echo – Grants an ally the ability to re-cast their last ability with reduced cost.

Ultimate Talent – “Singularity of Flesh and Void”

Merge your Void and Human aspects for 15 seconds:

All damage is increased.

Casting and movement speed greatly enhanced.

Grants a unique ability depending on your spec:

Voidcraft: “Void Implosion” – deals massive AoE damage.

Shadow Dance: “Shadow Flurry” – hits all enemies in range rapidly.

Mortal Adaptation: “Unbroken Will” – full party receives shields and healing-over-time.

[multiemuse]

A raven lands on Howey's head. He fluffs his feathers up before settling in. Bird hat.

He stood, clearly confused as well as baffled as a raven had apparently mistaken his head for a nest of sorts, his miss matched eyes narrowed some at a gear he had before him, clearly ignoring the bird for a moment as he examined this gear." I am not a limb for you to perch..."

Muttering clearly to the raven, he didn't want to harm it, he would grip it and put on his shoulder."Don't shit on me." He muttered as he adjusted himself, looking at the maze of gears in a project.

[multiemuse]

Taking a drag of his smoke he glanced up at the rafters lifting a brow, hands quickly went to the contraption." I'm not rude, the saw is!" Waving his smoke around some before putting it back to his lips, kicking at the gears on the floor, noticing the bird now on his work bench.

" Don't eat any of that, I need the parts." He sighed and watched, noticing the spring in his beak, his eyes narrowed as he leaned forward some and took it, hearing the bird croak some he pet it with his index finger, examining the spring." Guess this thing wasn't right. Hey, don't you have a home? Won't someone miss ya little snack?"

Clearly teasing the bird as he took his goggles from around his neck and put them over his eyes to examine the spring further to see if there was any damage to it, something went wrong but what? He only slightly cared really.

[drunkenworgen]

Finnegan's feathers fluffed as he accepted the petting, eyes closing for a moment. At the mention of a home, he perked up again, nibbling at the leather band on his leg before speaking: "Home."

The band had the letters "F-I-N-N" stamped onto it, along with a rose engulfed in a flame. Yes, of course Bird Hat had a home, but he loved nothing more than roaming off on his own to make new friends. Or enemies. Really anything, but mostly he enjoyed finding new places to perch.

Mostly people's heads, he was the Majestic Bird Hat, after all.

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[multiemuse]

He would slip the spring back down to the table and look at the bird through the goggles, hidden eyes narrowed and looked over the band where the birds beak landed, reading the name.

"Finn hu? Good you have a home already, didn't need a new pet."

Amused he took the googles downward and poked at the bird before returning to pet it, grinning knowing that if he messed with its feathers it would puff up again, he raised both brows pushing for it, would probably get him pecked again.

"Yes, home. Where you belong; not perched on some crazy guy like myself who entertains devastation and drinks in chaos. No, a bird like you should be fed and kept pretty."

@drunkenworgen

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Having been back to the ship for nearly a week now, the captain sat in her chair as if it were a throne, hidden eyes scanning over each word on the parchment. She had already sent word to the medic to see if she would be up for some sea time and to enjoy the frantic woman's company aboard the ship. She had always adored the medic, from the first time she set eyes on her Kalaire had claimed the medics friendship with how she spoke and didn't falter even when she spoke of what she did and who was aboard her ship.

All in all the medic meant so much to the captain. Shifting she noticed a bit of frost on the window, lofting a brow at this she pushes herself from the chair, passing her garn nighthowl and opened the door to see a large yellow backpack being tossed on deck, a sly smile stole the Captain's lips at this as she walked further out and leaned against the railing watching the medic climbing her way up the hulls ladder.

“Watch out, that Raud may peek under your dress.”

Seeing the panic in the medics eyes as she pushed up quicker only to receive a scowl from her as well as her first mate as he grumbled something and wanders back to his cabin within the ship, a loud laugh was given as arms quickly went around the medics waist pulling her into her form.” I've missed you my little pup.”

Karanathie would grumble and then finally give in as she was pulled into the warm embrace of her best friend, a sigh escaped as she looked to the cloth that covers her eyes.” I've missed you as well Kala. How have things been since we all left?”

A small hum was given, teetering her head back and forth.” I mean I got my free time. Chilled mostly, got my tan on in Tanaris after visiting the graves, wandered around a bit but I didn't linger too long.”

“It's been a month, it must have been nice to be on land for a bit right?”

“No, I missed the rock of the ship and my bed, I longed for it really. I missed my sea legs almost right away.” She mused.

“So we are going to undermine?”

“Ya, Zander met some skilled elf, so I was going to see if I can get a few things made for the ship and all.”

Shifting, she would direct the crew about, raising the anchor and setting sail, joking around with karanathie as they stayed in the cabin, aside from eating in the mess hall with the rowdy crew, and digit showing and teaching the medic some sign language on the way, they had time.

Another week passed as they finally docked, the troll quickly running down the boardwalk to go and get his newly found friend and help him with carrying what would be needed.

As hours seemed to go by they were finally back, along with a snobby goblin in tow as he was smoking a cigar, the medic made sure not to be in the way.

Though as they pushed the cart up the blue elf's hidden eyes behind the goggles were glued on the blond haired woman, a devious smirk at play on his features as he fathoms what was beneath the modest dress that she wore. He kept his eyes locked as if he was a starved wolf, a sinister smirk forming. Though his attention was redirected as he continued to make his way, he had a job to do after all.

They would set up in the small room where the extra cannon balls were stored, he would get to work and start unpacking, glancing up here and there taking in the golden locks of the woman as she talked casually to the crew members, his eyes narrowed as his shadows wiggled beneath, slowly outreaching to gently touch the woman's leg, causing her to give a startled gasp and look in his direction.

His eyes shifted hidden but sinister gleaming as soon as he saw the fear in her eyes it pulled him to want to hear her cry, a sly smirk was given watching as she quickly ran off from his view, a nudge from clank was given to work and not fuck around.

They were to make about 12 bombs specifically made in a way for the captain, his eyes scanned the schematics they had settled for, then to the bomb housing as he measured out the powders and nullafiers. Humming as he plotted, his goals to make money but also to gain leverage against whoever, his foot brushed against the housing of his newest bomb, the sleek design in a rectangular housing something to be hung and screwed to walls.

He pulled the goggles down as his eyes settled on the door, then in the corner of his eye he kept tabs on his uncle's movement, he excused himself for a moment silently as he bent down gripping the housing beneath and moved to the cannon rack scanning the wall, the large 6x4 sticking out along the wall took him, he would angle the unit upward from prying eyes and screw it to the wood in a flash, well practiced for times like this.

Hearing footsteps he would pick up a cannon ball and pretend he was looking it over, turning to see the first mate, the dead eyes scanning the room and fell to the blue elf who seemed off in the very first meet, the stoic face didn't hint to any emotion as he turned and walked off, leaving Nole to put the heavy as hell ball back down.

“Stop shucking your damn work and get over here, we're almost done.”

“You got that one, give me a bit.”

With that he shifted and walked out and smelt the air, seeing no sign of the Captain, but as his eyes scanned he noticed the medic, his eyes scanning over her features as she was practicing signing alone on the rails as everyone was either busy doing something away from her or off the ship getting more ale to fill the hull.

Everything into play, he glided across the deck quiet and calculated till he was upon her, grinning and his eyes flickerd with delight as soon as her seafoam eyes looked up in a frightened way, like a cornered rabbit about to die of a heart attack, he knew she didn't like him, but this made him crave to touch her even more so, his hands landed on either side of her hips as he leaned in, voice softly raspy from the years of smoking, nothing kind behind them.

“What is a lovely jewel like yourself doing on a pirate ship?”

Her breath hitched, wide eyed as he was far too close for her comfort, way beyond in her bubble, she didn't like this, she didn't like him.” I am good friends with Kala, now please, give me some space Mr.howey.” her voice firm yet shaken at the end as his name slid from her tongue.

“Come now doll, I saw how close you were with the others.” He leaned in closer, his hands on her hips now as his thumbs lightly tightened and drew circles just above her belt line.

Her body stiffened, fear ran over every inch of her body, screaming danger, this man before her was something she really needed to escape.” I know the others, I don't know you!” Her voice waters as she quickly gripped his wrists forcing them off of her, she then placed her hand on his chest pushing him just enough to see an escape, slipping from the way too close of space she squeaked as she felt a hand smack her ass as soon as she was a small distance, she turned with a glare warning in her eyes.” Do.Not.Touch.Me.” with that she quickly made her escape.

He leaned his cheek in his palm watching the frantic woman run, listening to the bare feet pitter patter beneath her, he shivered and then chuckled lowly to himself and a small faint whisper.” Makes me want to ruin you doll.” he pushed himself off the rail and went back into the workshop, plopping down to join and work, all the while he grinned remembering the feel of her ass against his hand.

“You better not be causing shit. Don't pull anything till we get the rest of the pay you shit.”

“Oh come now, let me have some fun.” Nole leaned the stool back some and took out a smoke, lighting it quickly. Moving it to the corner of his lips as his eyes quickly went back to the elements before him, trying to think of excuses to keep them here longer than a few days just to torment the small golden rabbit.

Night time hit, the workers still hard at work, Clink went off to talk to the captain and left Nole to do as he pleased, with no one on deck, the moon's small light barely hitting at the shadows he noticed the golden rabbit. He would go towards and full intent to reel fear within her mind.

He had her wrapped in his shadows, leaving her hands exposed as well as her lower half, his hand going to her waste, fingers pulling the dress upward to expose her knee, his hand slid under to grip her thigh tightly his face in her neck breathing against it as he pressed his body to herself, making sure she felt him against her, his mouth opened and he bit down harshly against her neck drawing blood.

The heat of his hand felt like needles against her skin, the seafoam eyes locked on him with something she had never felt so truly inside her.Hate. His touch was horrid, she wanted to puke, though as soon as she felt him near her neck the doe-like eyes widened shitting closed tightly as the sting and pain of his bite, her nerves on fire at the tears forming.

Mustering up all that she could she turned her palm to him it flickered light a sudden surge within her she forced with her all a quick shield, this repelled him his fangs scraping harshly as he was sent flying into the railing of the ship and over, causing the shadows to release their grip, she dropped to the deck-hands quickly to her neck in panic knowing he didn't hit the main vain set her at ease but it hurts like hell. She quickly took out gauze and a wrap that she always had on hand and wrapped up the wound.

Her shadows started to form, as if retaliation from the touch of his, panicked she swiped at them to rid it from her form, cursing under her breath she got up, she had to get away from this man, the bite was the last straw. She quickly ran to the cabin, regaining her composure to enter even though her heart was racing from the attack the elf had made.

Entering she noticed Kalaire was asleep in her chair, the glass of whiskey filling the room with a woody smoke smell, she entered and closed the door, gently she stepped and went to her backpack to get a new dress out, it was gray and had a higher neck collar, she slowly slid the normal lilac colored dress from her form with a sigh.

The Captain had woke, due to noticing the small change within the room knowing she was no longer alone after drinking with the feral goblin after paying, her hidden eyes went to the now naked medics form, a loving smile, though her eyes quickly narrowed seeing her neck, brows quickly knitting at the sight, though her voice would be soft and somewhat lustful.

“Mmm, you still don't wear bras after all these years love? And what's with your neck?”

“Why wear a bra, it's suffocating, and not like mine are large like yours, there's enough cloth to not show I lack a bra.” She shifted and put the dress over her head and slid into it like it was water around her form.” There's big as hell bugs out here… I think I've had enough, I need to go gather some herbs.”

The hidden eyes narrowed still, watching her, noting the body language did not add up with her words, a small jump of her brow was made at this, but she wouldn't push the medic to speak knowing she would just clam up if she did.” You may not have as big as mine, but a fine body still, guess I can be lucky you actually have underwear on.”

A gasp escaped as Kara turned to her blushing at this.” That was only for a few months, kala! I was in a high humidity location!”

“Ya ya, excuses, it's cute. Bet you still sleep naked too.” She knew full well she did, seeing it so many times when the woman kept to the boat, how the sheets on Kalaire's bed slid down her naked form.

“ Well yes, I don't see how anyone can sleep with clothes on, when I do the dress twists around and rides up, makes things feel suffocating.” she was finally calm, being able to talk to the captain truly helped her mind escape what had just transpired.

“So, where are you off to this round?”

“Northrend again, I have some herbs… to make someone smile I hope.”

“ You'd love it there again wouldn't you? I'm surprised you still feel at home in that place after the Scarlets and all.”

“ And when Blue left me, but there's always something pulling me to the white vast snows.” Her eyes shifted as she looked to Kalaire, something loving in her eyes.

“ So, the herbs are for this friend… the one who showed you the animals? Shit, you gonna finally get that cherry popped?”

She sighed out and shook her head blushing as she sunk into herself.” I don't think he's like that, he did promise not to touch me in that way, something about protecting me.” Her mind shifted, pondering how to explain her neck if she did run into him.

“Well… as long as he's good to you, he makes you cry, you better tell me. I'll kill him.”

Karanathie hadn't given her the details of what he was, a somewhat nervous chuckle escaped as she took up her hearth stone and her backpack.” No fighting anyone for my sake kala.”

Hidden eyes shifted, she stood up and quickly went to the medic pulling her into her exposed cleavage in a tight hug.” I'd fight the world for you little pup, regardless of the odds.” She purred in a slicing tone feeling the medics arms around her tightly now.

“ I know you would, and I thank you for everything, you've always made sure to protect me… but it's time I start doing it for myself.” She nuzzles into the Captain's chest. Pulled away.” I'll send word once I get a few herbs in okay?”

Feeling her warmth leave her skin, Kalaire slightly pouted at this but sighed and smiled.” You be safe, and know if you need me I am here.” She leaned in and kissed her cheek, eyes on her neck wound seeing the tinge of blood, she pulled back and placed her hands on her hips.” I am always here for you, no matter what, I am on your side.”

“Thank you kala, i know, and don't worry, Nana will be seeing you very soon!” She put the backpack on and took the hearthstone with both hands, she didn't remember exactly where it was bound either but it was in Northrend atleast. She vanished within seconds.

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After the pure shock of being repelled like that by the golden shimmering shield he floated in the waters for a moment, replaying this over and over in his head, shifting upright as the small waves hit his face his bangs clung to the blue skin and his eyes gleamed with hunger wanting to play with the medic more, something in him seemed to snap.

“Oooooh if only I heard her scream when I bit her… would have been such a fine melody to my ears .” He hummed and began to swim back to the shore, his eyes like a predator, slowly shifting along the sands now as he walked out of the waters allowing the winds hit his now chilled form, glancing to the dock he noticed clank waiting tossing the money bag up and down with a wicked grin.” Went swimming hu? Come on, we are done.” He walked off back to the house.

A brow lifted at this, somewhat saddened they were done, a sigh escaped as he dragged his body from the waters and his clothes clinging to his form, he gripped the hem of his shirt and twisted it as if that would make him dry somehow.” Well shit, guess I'll have to wait.”

He was somehow always able to wait to be able to hear and torment those around him, his eyes slowly turning cold as his gaze took to the smug city before him. He had been in a bad mood till his fun with the medic, perhaps taking it out on her after hearing the troll he had kidnapped for his experimentations had toiled his mood.

He took up the casing of smokes, slinging the water from it, flicking it open. He sighed happily, seeing they were safe, he took one between his lips and lit it with his zippo, taking in a long drag that lit his eyes up before he set off to the house. Perhaps he will busy himself in more acid orbs he had laying around, or perhaps something more sinister. Regardless he planned to keep his hands busy and his guard up as always.

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After the medic had hearted out of her sight the woman pivoted on her left heal and walked with a purpose, she would get to the bottom of this incident, throwing the door open she would walk out and glance around, she was in search of the small blue goblin.”Digit get up here!” Her tone was demanding.

Within moments she noticed his form appear from down below as he was eating an orange, walking up to his captain, hands out front and shook sideways.’What?’

She shifted her glance downward eyeing his sign a small sigh escaped.” Did you notice anything… involving the medic? She left in a panic and a fucking neck wound.”

He slid another slice of the orange in his mouth as he pondered, slowly recalling some incidents he had taken notice of. He would slowly explain some moments that the bomb maker and the medic shared, his eyes unwavering with each detail, he paused before he signed how the man slapped her ass after her stating for him to not touch her.

Her heart dropped at this, though pondering she glanced away.” An ass slap is nothing to the medic, there has to be something we clearly missed…. If that Howey guy is used again for his tinkering, keep a damn good eye on him. I don't know what he is up to and I don't trust the man.”

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[multiemuse]

A raven lands on Howey's head. He fluffs his feathers up before settling in. Bird hat.

He stood, clearly confused as well as baffled as a raven had apparently mistaken his head for a nest of sorts, his miss matched eyes narrowed some at a gear he had before him, clearly ignoring the bird for a moment as he examined this gear." I am not a limb for you to perch..."

Muttering clearly to the raven, he didn't want to harm it, he would grip it and put on his shoulder."Don't shit on me." He muttered as he adjusted himself, looking at the maze of gears in a project.

[multiemuse]

He grumbled." Ah,ya shit!" The peck caught him off guard, he lightly hissed through his teeth at it." Great, it talks." Lightly rolling his eyes at this, though the pull of focus was back to the gears, moving one slightly as the others spun in unison, nodding and lightly teetering his head at this. Clearly slowly putting the week in its place snugged in the grooves.

"And let's see if this will actually crank." He closed the housing, clearly being leery about the bird, his upper lip lightly curled barring the upper fangs" No more pecking." He mumbled out, while gripping the cord, yanking it back with his left arm.

The saw blade would spin within the housing, Nole raised his arms slightly knocking the bird into his face, clearly he had forgotten its existence till feathers hit his cheek, he quickly lowered them, black smoke started to rise out of the gears, the creation shook and exploded as most things goblin makes did, he coughed a bit from this as gears rolled along the ground." Well shit." A shrug was made as he wiped his hands to the once clean shirt now riddled with black, shrugging he rummaged into the pockets and took out his smokes. Eyeing the gears and kicked at one.

He then placed the cigarette to his lips and lit it. Another project unsuccessful, he was better at making things explode than fixing things, he had come to terms with this long ago.

@drunkenworgen

[drunkenworgen]

The fluttering of wings sounded followed by angry croaking noises as Finnegan flew away from both the explosion and the man who so rudely smashed him into the side of his face. Talk about ruffled feathers. The great Bird Hat deserved better than this. Angrily, he perched far above the man and his exploding contraptions, starting to preen himself again. Rude elf-man, getting smoke and dust in his feathers.

"Rude, rude," he croaked, hopping on the rafters above him. After ensuring his feathers were once again pristine, the raven fluttered back to the work bench. He hopped around, pecking curiously at the pieces before picking up a loose spring in his beak. Given the trajectory of every other piece that had exploded outward, this piece seemed to have fallen out before the explosion.

Cautiously, he'd hop over to the elven man, setting the spring in front of him before turning his head to the side. The bird hat was silent for a few moments before tilting his head and letting out a loud croaking noise.

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[multiemuse]

Taking a drag of his smoke he glanced up at the rafters lifting a brow, hands quickly went to the contraption." I'm not rude, the saw is!" Waving his smoke around some before putting it back to his lips, kicking at the gears on the floor, noticing the bird now on his work bench.

" Don't eat any of that, I need the parts." He sighed and watched, noticing the spring in his beak, his eyes narrowed as he leaned forward some and took it, hearing the bird croak some he pet it with his index finger, examining the spring." Guess this thing wasn't right. Hey, don't you have a home? Won't someone miss ya little snack?"

Clearly teasing the bird as he took his goggles from around his neck and put them over his eyes to examine the spring further to see if there was any damage to it, something went wrong but what? He only slightly cared really.

[multiemuse]

A raven lands on Howey's head. He fluffs his feathers up before settling in. Bird hat.

He stood, clearly confused as well as baffled as a raven had apparently mistaken his head for a nest of sorts, his miss matched eyes narrowed some at a gear he had before him, clearly ignoring the bird for a moment as he examined this gear." I am not a limb for you to perch..."

Muttering clearly to the raven, he didn't want to harm it, he would grip it and put on his shoulder."Don't shit on me." He muttered as he adjusted himself, looking at the maze of gears in a project.

[drunkenworgen]

"Bird hat!" The words were croaked out moments before he was rudely removed from his throne. The bird pecked at the elf's fingers as he was rudely manhandled. No one handles the mighty Bird Hat this way! The indignity! But what's this? Bird Hat has been given a new perch! Another ruffle of the corvid's feathers was given as Finnegan settled on his new perch. It was not as glorious as the one from atop the man's head, but it would do.

A curious head tilt was given as if the raven was also inspecting the gear. Yes, yes...it was indeed shiny. Shiny and...intricate. Another fluffing of his feathers and he settled onto his new perch, preening his feathers as his new friend worked.

( @multiemuse )

[multiemuse]

He grumbled." Ah,ya shit!" The peck caught him off guard, he lightly hissed through his teeth at it." Great, it talks." Lightly rolling his eyes at this, though the pull of focus was back to the gears, moving one slightly as the others spun in unison, nodding and lightly teetering his head at this. Clearly slowly putting the week in its place snugged in the grooves.

"And let's see if this will actually crank." He closed the housing, clearly being leery about the bird, his upper lip lightly curled barring the upper fangs" No more pecking." He mumbled out, while gripping the cord, yanking it back with his left arm.

The saw blade would spin within the housing, Nole raised his arms slightly knocking the bird into his face, clearly he had forgotten its existence till feathers hit his cheek, he quickly lowered them, black smoke started to rise out of the gears, the creation shook and exploded as most things goblin makes did, he coughed a bit from this as gears rolled along the ground." Well shit." A shrug was made as he wiped his hands to the once clean shirt now riddled with black, shrugging he rummaged into the pockets and took out his smokes. Eyeing the gears and kicked at one.

He then placed the cigarette to his lips and lit it. Another project unsuccessful, he was better at making things explode than fixing things, he had come to terms with this long ago.

@drunkenworgen

[multiemuse]

A raven lands on Howey's head. He fluffs his feathers up before settling in. Bird hat.

He stood, clearly confused as well as baffled as a raven had apparently mistaken his head for a nest of sorts, his miss matched eyes narrowed some at a gear he had before him, clearly ignoring the bird for a moment as he examined this gear." I am not a limb for you to perch..."

Muttering clearly to the raven, he didn't want to harm it, he would grip it and put on his shoulder."Don't shit on me." He muttered as he adjusted himself, looking at the maze of gears in a project.

[lothliervrask]

" I heard a rumor you fight pretty good. Do you stay clean or throw some dirty?"--Howey.

Loth sips his wine before answering. He grimaces. He keeps trying to like red wine and failing to do so.

“I enjoy the gentlemen’s sport of bare knuckle boxing,” he said. “And as it wouldn’t be sporting? I never cheat. When I win, and I usually do, it’s because of skill and cleverness. No need to cheat.”

he smiled broadly then. “Now, if we’re talking about fighting to survive? Certainly one must do whatever one can to win because losing would hardly be tolerable. One should fight as dirty as possible.”

Thank you @multiemuse

[multiemuse]

Amused at the grimace the man made while sipping at the wine. A clear distaste to the man's pallet, a sly grin was made seeing this as amusing as it was, listening the words he spoke.

" Ah, keeping it clean. Fine, in a fair match I can see that. Blood stained knuckles and all." He leaned back some looking the man over, as if sizing him up." It is good to know, that you would fight to survive, can't have an untimely death right? Even a cornered animal would fight to keep its life."

( @lothliervrask )

[lothliervrask]

Loth looked at him from across the table, lips slightly pursed, fingertip tracing the rim of his wineglass. His eyes narrowed just a little.

Then he smiled, broad and charming. “We’re all of us cornered animals,” he said as though it was funny.

“Some of us are fighting, sure. Others are trying to bargain. And others still chew off their own limbs. Which one are you? I wonder…”

@multiemuse

[multiemuse]

Nole's eyes flicker with mischief, crossing his legs as he got comfortable, a small tilt of his head was made as the man traced the rim of the wine glass. Nodding as he spoke of most like cornered animals.

Seeing the charming smile he would only match, a game of sorts." We are all fighting, with this dog eat dog world, only the top would win." A small tap of his fingers were made on the table." What one? I'm surely not one to barter often, unless it's deemed right. But surely I wouldn't take my own limbs. I do value them "

Smirking he gave a small Huff at the mear thought." One should first see where others stand, eye them a bit, then see who they can sink their teeth into."

@lothliervrask

[lothliervrask]

" I heard a rumor you fight pretty good. Do you stay clean or throw some dirty?"--Howey.

Loth sips his wine before answering. He grimaces. He keeps trying to like red wine and failing to do so.

“I enjoy the gentlemen’s sport of bare knuckle boxing,” he said. “And as it wouldn’t be sporting? I never cheat. When I win, and I usually do, it’s because of skill and cleverness. No need to cheat.”

he smiled broadly then. “Now, if we’re talking about fighting to survive? Certainly one must do whatever one can to win because losing would hardly be tolerable. One should fight as dirty as possible.”

Thank you @multiemuse

[multiemuse]

Amused at the grimace the man made while sipping at the wine. A clear distaste to the man's pallet, a sly grin was made seeing this as amusing as it was, listening the words he spoke.

" Ah, keeping it clean. Fine, in a fair match I can see that. Blood stained knuckles and all." He leaned back some looking the man over, as if sizing him up." It is good to know, that you would fight to survive, can't have an untimely death right? Even a cornered animal would fight to keep its life."

( @lothliervrask )

[tomfelton]

Murder In The First - S1xE8

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

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[wolf-tail]