#dark magic starters

[tavis-of-bannorn]

“This seems… dangerous.” @Yue

Dark Magic starters@dragonagedmageThere was a looming darkness that grew the further they descended into the ruin, and it became almost scathing as he stopped in the corridor. The feeling seemed to beat inside the room to his left, so he opened the door to see what was behind it. Carefully, he stepped through. The room was circular and large, with shelves of dust caked books that were left in disarray. Something felt off about the little detour, different in an indescribable way. He felt the veil stutter and whir - but not break - as if something was waiting behind it, something just out of reach. There was a statue in the middle of the room, and he couldn’t discern it’s origin. The ruin wasn’t elven or dwarven. Or perhaps it was long ago and had been taken by human influence. He couldn’t tell, but he was easily swayed by mysteries.Tavis stared at the statues eyes which gleamed like sapphires. The rest of it’s body was humanoid but for a monkeys face and cat-like claws that gripped it’s mouth.He had never seen anything like it in his life. He felt beguiled, which was probably not a good thing.It was Yue’s voice that brought him out of his trance, and he was grateful for it.“Curiosity kills the cat.” He muttered it in elven, berating himself for nearly touching the creepy statue. He cleared his throat, composing himself and straightening his posture before turning to Yue.“It feels the source might be within the statue. Can you feel it?” He asked and clasped his hands behind his back, as if scolding them from further temptation. “If it’s true. It doesn’t seem entirely benevolent.”

[tavis-of-bannorn]

“If this wasn’t dangerous, it wouldn’t be interesting.”

Dark Magic starters@elfrootemporiumThey managed to slip away from the Inquisition for a month. It still didn’t seem long enough but they had plans. Plans in Orlais, specifically. He was excited about all of the trouble they would cause. It was them, so he knew it wouldn’t be a vacation spent lounging around and doing nothing.That night, their objective was party crashing. The party of an ill-tempered and morally defunct noble, to be precise. They had heard whispers of this Duke in a tavern just outside of Val Royeaux. ‘Double dealing snake’ was uttered more than once by the merchants. There were also rumors of him abusing his elven ‘servants’ and sending them off into life threatening situations, when he wasn’t beating them for their supposed insolence. All around, the Duke seemed to be the scum of the earth, even by Orlesian standards.“Very well, but don’t break your neck. That is my favorite part.” They were positioned on the roof above one of the dark and vacant rooms and had opened one of the glass panes so they could slip down into the darkness. “After you.” He gave her a cheesy grin and held tight onto the rope.

[tavis-of-bannorn]

“Magic like this is forbidden, and for good reason.”

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@thosewhospeakOh, that was not a conversation he wanted to carry with that woman. No way was he giving her ammunition to throw him to the Templars. She wasn’t aware of his past with blood magic, and never would be. He would have to be careful. He could choose not to speak at all, that would’ve been the wiser option. But it was Tavis, someone who talked far too much and who never shied away from an opportunity for debate.“Blood magic is certainly the most dangerous of all.” He agreed - evasively, and treated the woman with a constructed-calm expression. He paused, considering his words carefully. His voice carried an air of detachment from the conversation as he continued.“But what’s more dangerous than the magic itself, is the mind of the mage practicing it.” He wasn’t agreeing or disagreeing with her. He wouldn’t tell her that he thought outlawing the magic worsened things. He wouldn’t tell her that blood magic can and has saved many lives. He could tell her that he abhorred it’s usage by people such as the powerful, the vengeful, the greedy, the corrupt.