#starsblooded

[raventamed]

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"I hope you will reserve at least one dance for me at the ball tonight." The thought of having someone else there beside Wyll who won't mind their poor dancing skills puts Alinor's mind a bit more at ease about the whole affair. But the slight smile is quickly wiped from her face. "Who are coming, aren't you? Forgive me, I didn't even ask."

[solomage-a]

@starsblooded asked: “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” ( starsblooded )

His long, jeweled fingers are outstretched toward a magical bauble on the shelf when he hears her voice. He freezes, then those fingers curl inward on themselves, as if he has to press them into a fist to stop their progress altogether. He just can’t help himself: he’s a tactile creature who longs to touch things that catch his interest, and objects of the magical variety possess a particular allure. Ordinarily, he’s stealthy enough to do so without getting caught. Either he’s getting clumsy, or—more likely—the hostess of the evening is craftier than she lets on.

And it isn’t hard to tell that he doesn’t belong here. Oh, certainly, he plays the part well enough. He’s got a taste for lavish fashion and an extravagant manner that earns him a pass among among the nobility. But his name is attached to bounties, not patriars, and a careful eye will note his lack of refinement. He puts on a good show, but he’s a wolf among sheep: too much scrutiny, and his sheep’s clothing begins to slip.

“Ah, I apologize—that was thoughtless of me. Sometimes I get a little ahead of myself.” He withdraws his hand entirely, letting it drop back into the folds of his shimmering robes. “Allow me to introduce myself: Professor Theodore Agathon Baylock of the Waterdhavian Society for Magical Instruments. I was told that, during my time in this fair city, I had to make a point of attending one of your parties.”

It's not entirely a lie. Professor Baylock does exist—Solomon studied under him years ago. And he is a member of the Society for Magical Instruments. But that's where the truth ends.