#staffdestroyed

[hedgekn1ght]

@staffdestroyed liked for a lyric starter !! saddle tramp - marty robbins

                "  They  call  me  a  drifter,  they  say  I'm  no  good.  I'll  never  amount  to  a  thing.  "

[lary5trong]

Continued from   @staffdestroyed.

Nathaniel's presence in the capital was an odd but welcome one,   though it took quite some time before Larys felt prepared enough to first approach him.   Association alone could drastically effect his image and how Larys was perceived by those of the capital and of the court.   Already looked down on for his twisted foot,   how he prowled the Keep at nearly all hours of the day,   and the whispers of his birth followed him even after so many decades.   Cursed by a witch,   they claimed,   by his own blood.   It would be suspicious to be linked to someone that practiced outside the accepted religion of Westeros,   but as months went on,   Larys caved as it felt more suspicious to keep his distance.   Especially as he never made it clear that he saw Nathaniel as a threat or a danger;   only treated him with careful hands and a suitable distance.

Their back and forths were welcomed especially as the privacy was afforded and the wine was poured.   The familiarity seems to have gotten to the Lord Confessor as he sank into a comfortable discussion with Nathaniel,   even as the closeness and touching brought a blush to his own cheeks but he continued to excuse it on the alcohol.   The stress of the day's coronation was also be a justification that spun in his mind,   the large crowd and the great dragon that escaped the Pit,   Larys would lean on the rationalization that he was still reeling from that fear.   Though how true any of that was?   Very little.

In the moments of their faces being so close,   he had no idea what came over him when he spoke,   when he leaned in to kiss the man,   as feelings of desire that warmed in his chest and clouded his mind were all but foreign to him.   So rare he felt that want,   that urge within him that made his careful thoughts and mindful plans were cast aside in a moment.   But these inclinations and thoughts had been festering,   not something in the moment that came out of nowhere,   and that scared Larys even more than how breathless a simple kiss left him.   A mistake?   Maybe.   But there was excitement to be found in the risk.

“A reward?”   Flat lips quirk to a smile as he set the glass aside,   hand freed to brush against Nathaniel's sleeve,   elbow to wrist his long fingers travelled down.   “Perhaps.   We know all too well how appreciation does not show its face in these halls as when it does it comes with hidden agendas;   though one could starve without acknowledgement.”   Ocean blue eyes look to the other again,   searching for the same thirst that was Larys was parched with.   “Would you accept my appreciation for your work?   Shadowed goals and all?”

[sparkadream]

@staffdestroyed sent: “And you are saying the fairies do not need a summoning circle?” Dark brows draw together as Nathaniel purses his lips, watching Zel, not quite believing. “And they do not wish to tear you apart?”

"Well, you could always find or make a fairy circle to help your chances. But it's very different from a summoning circle." Zel notes with a small giggle as his fairy companion was currently fluttering around him weaving little braids and flowers into his long golden locks. "Generally all you really need to do is leave out some offerings and speak aloud a little wish for one to come to you. From what I've learned it works best if you match the offering to the sort of fairy you wish to have guided to you."

At the second question Zel's gaze turns from the fairy towards Nat. "Of course not! Yes, some fairies can be tricky but, more so in a playful kind of way as opposed to anything malicious." A pause before he adds. "Unless...you guide a dark fairy to you. That could be dangerous so you have to be very careful." The shiver that ran over him clearly indicated he was speaking from experience.

Unprompted: Always Accepting!

[lovers-steel-archived-blog]

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[Li is Salty] || Accepting

Continuing on from the previous ask..... like

Minor character muses deserve to get as much attention as the major characters???? It’s always sad to see like major character muses get so much attention while the minor characters don’t get as much. I know this doesn’t happen much here mainly bc the comm is p small but I’ve seen it happen elsewhere and its kinda sad okay.

[sunfyred]

oooh aegon you want your pet magician sooo bad

are you king aegon's type ?

very ominous ... though unfortunately for everyone involved, he does want his pet magician so bad

[sparkadream]

@staffdestroyed gets a random stater

It probably should've been the fact this particular summoning ritual didn't seem to have a name attached to it that should've tipped me off something was wrong. Honestly I was surprised that even Natty boy didn't seem to notice either. Then again, he was pretty frustrated as he'd already done quite a few summonings throughout the day in attempt to talk to more spirits about his reform plans (Which was one of the reasons I was even here. I was supposed to help with convincing the others to pretty much chill and hear him out.) but, none of them had really be interested in listening to him, so maybe that's why.

It wasn't until the heavy weight of a powerful aura filled the room I even noticed something was happening in the first place. Before I could get a hint of a warning out the candles around the summoning circle burst into columns of flames that engulfed the candles completely. The flames began slithering around the summoning circle, tracing the pattern until the entire circle was just fire

The fire shifted again, pulling together in a tornado of flames within the center of the circle and that was the moment I realized. The power being drawn here...it wasn't coming from the Other Place. It was coming from below. Oh shit...oh shit...oh shit....this was not good...not good at all. Look it takes a lot to actually rattle me, most other spirits and creatures I can handle easy after all. But the thing the foolish magician just brought here, yeah I wasn't about to mess with it.

"Oh Natty boy you've seriously messed up now..." I say as two inky black wings burst from the hellfire quickly dispelling the flames to reveal that which had been summoned....

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It had been a long time since anyone had actually managed to summon him. Sure many might believe that they've done so or had attempted but, none ever actually succeeded. So it had taken Lucifer a moment to realize that the strange feeling of being invisibly pulled somewhere was actually a summons. How curious, well in a rare moment he didn't have anything that needed his attention so why not humor this little summons?

And humor it he did, as the hellfire was dispelled he studies the area some before turning his attention to the one whom, based upon the book in his hands, was the one who managed the near impossible. Lucifer's wings stretch a moment then settle behind him for now. "You seem surprised, but I suppose one would be if they've accomplished what you have. Though now the question is, what have you dared to summon me for in the first place?"

[sevynkingdoms]

@staffdestroyed asked : “ tell me truthfully , do you trust me ? "

it   is   rude   to   laugh   in   another’s   face   ,  especially  when  that  other  is  the  only  source  of  aid  the  trio  has  had  since  their  plight.  fleeing  w’nzai  has  been  no  easy  task  ,  a  long  and  difficult  road  on  which  one  may   never   turn  her  back  lest  she  risk  her  demise.  though  they  have  no  proof  ,  it  is  hard  not  to  feel  as  if  they  are  being  watched  at  every  turn  —  or  worse  ,  stalked  like  prey  ready  for  the  kill.  amala  has  not  known  a  good  night’s  sleep  since  the  night  of  the  attack  ;  she  does  not  think  she  shall  ever  have  one  again.

then  nathaniel  came  along  ,  and  haru  had  hailed  him  as  some  sort  of   blessing   .  a  mage  ,   so   he   claimed   ,  but  his  pretty  offer  to  bring  them  home  one  day  in  exchange  for  their  companionship  had  been  too  good  to  pass  up.   a   man’s   presence   would   do   well   to   keep   them   safe   .  the  pros  far  outweighed  the  cons  (   and   if   they   were   dead   ,   they   would   not   know   the   difference   ).  well  ,  fae  and  amala  had  been  less  than  impressed  at  first  ,  but  the  youngest  princess  soon  noticed  their  guardian  growing  less  tense  around  him.  perhaps  it  was   nice   not  to  be  so  on  guard  all  of  the  time  ,  to  know  there  was  another  ,  competent  to  some  degree  ,  to  watch  their  backs. 

amala  knows  better  than  to  let  her  own  guard  down.

and  so  ,  his  question  is  a   funny   one   .  she  does  not  laugh  ,  but  the  slightest  snort  does  precede  her  response.  golden  hues  ,   intense   with  judgment  ,  find  his  gaze.  ❛  no  more  than  you  ought  to  trust  me.  ❜  a  playful  brow  raises  ,  and  she  returns  to  her  task  :  brushing  the  long  ,  dark  ,  wild  locks  which  cascade  to  mid-back.  were  she  not  so  attached  to  her  hair  ( and   the   way   it   makes   her   feel   so   beautiful   ,   untouched   by   tragedy   )  ,  she  might  have  cut  it  for  how  much  of  an   inconvenience   it  is  these  days.  ❛  you  might  think  me  uncharitable.  you  have  been  decent  company  ,  great  help  charting  our  route  ,  and  we  are  all  still  alive  …  but  the  kindness  of  women  is  often   taken   for   granted   .  so  perhaps  ,  then  ,  you  can  understand  why  i  might  remain  wary.  ❜ 

what  fragments  there  had  been  of  a  smile  are  now  completely  faded  ,  a  severity  about  the  otherwise  mischievous  royal.  ❛   trust   is   earned   ,   not   freely   given   . i  have  no  doubt  our  journey  will  test  us  soon  ,  and  when  our  backs  are  to  the  wall  ,  we  will  have  no  choice  but  to  have  faith.  and  if  we  should  survive  ,  and  feel  satisfied  with  one  another’s  assistance  ,  we  can  revisit  this  conversation.  ❜  there  is  a  pause  ,  the  empty  space  filled  with  the  sounds  of  bristle  untangling  knots.  impish  intent  returns  ,  lips  pulling  into  a  grin  ,  ❛   now   ,  if  you  asked  me  if  i   liked   you  ,  my  answer  might  be  a  little  different.  ❜

[sunfyred]

nathaniel is giving aegon a forehead kiss for his nameday. and also disposing of all his enemies. muah!!

oh gods, he could ask for nothing more ............

wrong, he could & will ask for at least five other things on this glorious (??) day so please be prepared, patient and pretty <3