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“Well. We never had a problem finding our way around it. Are you sure you’re trying hard enough?”
The former assassin scrunched his brow, pinching the ridge of his nose. “You and your brother we’re born there if my assumptions are correct. You would, without a inkling of doubt, know the Archives like the back of your hands.” Orbeck crossed his arms, taking a few steps forward, his eyes brushing over the younger siblings elongated fingers. “Speaking of hands, judging by yours…” the mage lazily raised his arm from his chest, pointing to Lothric. “You know a lot more than just the layout of your library, hm?”
Orbeck’s steps are accompanied by the scraping of metal on stone as Lorian lifts his sword, a wordless warning to the sorcerer not to come any closer. He lays it on his shoulder, adjusting it a few times to try and find a comfortable spot to place it. Lothric glances at him before speaking, lacing his long fingers. It’s difficult to see in the low light, with the ashes dusting his skin, but his hands and wrists are covered in small scales.
“We weren’t born in the library, that would be unsanitary… Of course I know more things. It’s not like they locked me in there. Hoping I’ll impart some Lord of Cinder-exclusive wisdom upon you?”
The sorcerer held up his gloved hands in defense while staring down the blade of a lava cracked sword, a gesture along with his partially taken aback expression to show that he had no intention on harming either of the princes. He did, however, wish to interview the youngest prince with provocative albeit impersonal queries.
“I apologize. I was merely making impetuous conjecture, my majesty. For a commoner, such as myself, can only begin to imagine what happens behind the gilded walls of royalty.” Orbeck explained, an offhand chuckle followed afterwards. “I’m simply just looking for answers.”
Warming up with pokemon trainer Orbeck and his team of unknown
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“Promise to stay safe. It’s been nice running our own little school.”
He seemed cold but was a good person. …Maybe too good.
I found a doodle that I started like two months ago and here it is =)
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RULES: Share some songs that represent your muse. Repost. Don’t reblog.
I. Temples - A Question Isn’t Answered
The question isn't answered if an answer isn't questioned An answer has a meaning when new meaning has a truth Past life brings a future when the future disappears Conscience of a kingdom left the king to reappear
II. Imagine Dragons - Yesterday
Here's to my future, here's to my yesterday Here's to change, oh, here's to my yesterday No tomorrow without a yesterday, here's to my future Goodbye to yesterday.
III. Iron Maiden - No More Lies
There's a darkening sky before me. There's no time to prepare. Salvage a lost horizon, but no regrets from me. Maybe I'll be back some other day, to live again, just who can say. In what shape or form that I might be. Just another chance for me.
Finally! A blog for the grumpy sorcerer. <3
{{Thank you, thank you. glad to be in the reigns! operation tsudenere sorcerer is a go}}
X @cursedandcarried
"Well. We never had a problem finding our way around it. Are you sure you're trying hard enough?"
The former assassin scrunched his brow, pinching the ridge of his nose. “You and your brother we’re born there if my assumptions are correct. You would, without a inkling of doubt, know the Archives like the back of your hands.” Orbeck crossed his arms, taking a few steps forward, his eyes brushing over the younger siblings elongated fingers. “Speaking of hands, judging by yours...” the mage lazily raised his arm from his chest, pointing to Lothric. “You know a lot more than just the layout of your library, hm?”
"If you wished to use the Archives, all you had to do was ask. And survive the knights and sage, of course."
“The knights and sages are not the obstacle, your Majesty. “ Orbeck corrected, “The problem that presents itself is that your library is built like a damned labyrinth.”
Just some Patches doodles from a while back.
Oh yeah, some other characters are there as well, who cares about them