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[lorethelibrarian]

(@jacobdcheshyre for whenever Iseult is ready.)

It had been days since Lore had last been heard from. The amulet he gave her had been dormant until his defeat when the library was destroyed. The amulet went cold, almost as cold as Iseult was. Over the course of a few days, it got warmer and warmer to the touch, as if ready for Lore to come back. Eventually it grew stagnant, staying the same amount of warm. Yet... Lore has not yet returned.

[lorethelibrarian]

“Are you sure about this?“

Iseult prefers to ask to be sure of what he wants.

Lore hands Iseult the Grimoire from his library, hidden from normal eyes. "Yes my dear. I am more than sure. If fallen into the wrong hands, it could mean terrible things... Besides-" He smiles down at her and places his hand on her shoulder, endearing and very paternal. "I don't need it anymore. I'm retired and no longer fight. Even if I did, I've other means to defend myself. I only ask that you promise not to cast any spells that require blood or sacrifice unless absolutely dire. These could harm you or someone close to you."

Behind Lore, a shadow slips away into the books as soon as she notices it, gone from prying eyes.

[lorethelibrarian]

🍺 - Drinking/Intoxicated music. For Baphomet.

🚿 - Song the muse might sing in the shower. For Lore.

(If Baphomet had any drinking music, he'd definetly have a song by Celtic Woman as his go-to. Specifically Téir Abhaile riú.

As for a song Lore would sing in the shower, I think it would definetly be a ghost song, specifically Cirice or Dance Macabre.)

[lorethelibrarian]

Would Lore be the same, if he had been an angel? 🤔

(I don't think he would be. I like to think Lore is the soul that goes against the grain. Him being a kind-hearted devil would be the opposite if he was an angel, rowdy, rude, maybe a little promiscuous (not like he isn't already that way as a devil, but I mean moreso.)

Thank you for the ask @jacobdcheshyre)

[lorethelibrarian]

✂ How does your character usually style their hair?

☾ What (if any) birthmarks does your character have?

Lore slicks his hair back and let's a toothy grin appear on his face. "Usually when I'm out in public, my hair is slicked back, but when I'm just around I let it flow free. I use peppermint-orange oil to keep my hair down.

As for.my birthmark, I've got a pentagram on the center of my back."

(I tried to find an image, but I couldn't find one of a pentagram birthmark, sorry! Thank you for the ask @jacobdcheshyre always look forward to seeing your stuff on my blog!)

[lorethelibrarian]

For every ♦️ I receive I will write a personality head canon.

For every ♣️ I receive I will write a dark head canon.

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🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist.

💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others.

(Thank you @jacobdcheshyre for the perfect opportunity to introduce a side character and reveal a little more about Lore. Hope you and everyone else enjoys this one.)

(♦️ Personality headcannon, oh man where do I begin? You already know about Lore being the friendly old man in an obscure library hidden in the middle of a forest, so I'll go for a younger headcannon. As a young adult, Lore was vastly different from how he is today. He's hard-headed, aggressive, and not afraid to take life from others, being very powerful.

♣️ A dark headcannon, that's a toughie, but I'll give you something simple. Lore's first love was a warrior named Henran Lionblood. They were brothers in arms, and eventually got married. Eventually, his husband was killed in the middle of battle and it harrowed him so bad, he softened and became a very distant person. It wasn't until he met his now deceased wife Sandra that he found peace and became kinder. She taught him how to cook and gave him everything he needed and eventually she died of old age, so this dark headcannon came out with a good ending. The graves of Sandra and Henran are behind the library under a large tree with silver leaves.

Now onto the secrets ;))

Another day, more questions. Lore leans back against his recliner and opens up the letter containing not one, but TWO questions! He chuckles softly. "This should be good."

Lore looks over the questions and he loses the big grin on his face, furrowing his eyebrows. "Those are... Terribally personal."

Lore goes to close the envelope, but something stops him. There's a tug at the back of his brain, one that tells him something is watching. Something is wrong. He opens the envelope again, trying as hard as he can to resist but to no avail. He was there, he knew what he was doing and yet he could not stop himself.

"I wish hell and heaven did not exist. I'd rather be in a perpetual state of suffering without knowing it existed rather than..."

He managed to stop himself from finishing that sentance. Veil looks at Lore and drifts over. "Are you alright keeper?"

"Yes, do not worry over me Veil." Lore says, rubbing the bridge of his nose to relieve the pressure on his mind.

"And the talent I keep hidden from others..."

Veils eyes widen. He knew what Lore has to hide, knew all his secrets. He didn't want these secrets to leave, but Lore continued on as Veil tried to find the source of the truth magic that seemed to crawl into the library from somewhere or another.

"I... I cannot answer."

"Oh but you can Keeper of Secrets..."

Lore flinches, hands still clasped around the envelope as he starts to stand from the recliner. "It can't be..."

"Oh but it can be old friend..."

"Baphomet."

"In the fur."

Veil whimpered at the sight of the demon who has made himself known in the library and whisped away, hiding somewhere unknown but to himself and Lore..

"What do you want fiend?" Lore snaps, pulling out his staff and holding it tight in his hand. He felt the sigh of relief from the old conduit, almost as if it was relieved to be held again, ready to use.

"This is not about what I want. This is about what she wants."

Baphomet caressed the hair hanging from his chin. On glance, one may mistake him for a regular goat until you see his body which sits cross-legged, levitating above the ground, covered in pitch black goat fur. His body was humanoid, but his head, that of a ram with red eyes, adorned in jewels on his ears and throat.

"And I suppose I know who she is." Lore huffed, spinning the staff to sit on the ground as he held it from the middle.

"No. I suppose not."

The demon stops levitating and his hooves hit the ground, hands coming to clasp together over his belly. "But you have heard of her," he states, walking over to Lore and reaching a hand for what seemed to be his medallion. When the devil's hand comes close, whisps of Lore's hair becomes black. The old man smacks the devil's hand away and backs up, readying his staff once more.

Baphomet yanks his hand back and hisses. "How rude. Here I was warning you of her arrival and you hit me."

"Do NOT touch my necklace."

There was a moment of silence before the goat sighs softly. "We were brothers once, Lore. There was a time where we would sit and drink wine, where we would exchange secrets. And here you are now, taking the form of a shrivelled old man and talking to pretty little elves. Once, we would have crushed the earth with a simple flick of the wrist, and a spell or two, an apocalypse that would rival the book of revelations. Now... You're nothing."

"I prefer to be nothing than to be like you Baphomet. Now leave my library."

Lores eyes glow bright red, and dark magic eminates from his body. Baphomet sighs heavily and a portal opens.

"You can't hide from your past forever Keeper of Secrets."

And with that, Baphomet left. Veil slowly slunk back to Lore's side and looks up at him. "Who was he Lore?"

"That is an answer the future holds Veil. For now, I'd rather pretend that interaction did not happen."

[lorethelibrarian]

What’s the first thing your muse noticed about mine? 

The first thing she noticed about him was this strange aura emanating from him. She wouldn't explain it, but she finds it very intriguing.

(The aura he carries is a mixture between something very eldritched and something fatherly and caring. The eldritched part of his aura is mostly suppressed, but I like to think Iseult is powerful enough to notice just a hint of something inhuman in him.)

Lore looked to make sure no one was in the library. What he'd be doing today had to be private. He couldn't let anyone see what he was doing, couldn't let anyone know his secrets... He couldn't risk anyone else being hurt because of his past, something he couldn't quite seem to let go of.

The old man makes his way to the front of his office, standing on the gold platform with the flame symbol on it. He pulls the amulet from under his robes, but instead of leaving it as it is, just like last time, he pressed the bottom of it. The amulet shifted and created a five pointed star,

Thw symbol underneath his feet became black. The platform groaned with effort before starting to move down like an elevator, before he dissapeared and the hole was covered by the regular flooring. What secrets did he hide?

[lorethelibrarian]

So he looks like an old man but he's much older than he seems? 🤔

(It's hard to explain without giving away too much information for what I plan to do with him in the future, but yes. He does have the appearance of an old man, but you'd be surprised he hasn't died of old age yet! He's thousands of years old! If you'd like, my private messages are open if you have more questions pertaining to his age that you don't want to send through the inbox. (You can continue to do so if you want of course :)))