#titanswill

[distressedgold]

@titanswill

“I mean, to be fair...”

“We are teenagers.”

[bornspellcaster]

“Get the fuck away from her.”

@titanswill @corvuscoven

[grimwalked]

Open//for Belos muses

He shouldn’t be here. He shouldn’t be doing this... But how else was he going to find more information? He’d already looked through all the books in the castles library and even went through the forbidden stacks of several of the towns libraries, but he couldn’t find anything of what he was looking for...

So now he’s here, standing outside the emperor’s personal library. Only the most restricted of information was accessible solely by Belos. If that fact alone wasn’t enough to keep the boy away, the enchantment on the door’s lock should have made him turn back.

However, in reading so many books on wild magic he picked up things here and there, including how to bypass heavily enchanted locks. From a pouch on his hip he pulled out his palisman that quietly transformed into his staff form.

Hunter took a deep breath and drew a small golden spell circle in front of the lock. There was a loud click and he stashed Rascal away before trying the door. The knob turned easily, the large door creaked softly as he opened it. No one was inside... Good.

Quickly he hurried it, softly closing the door behind him. It wasn’t a large room but there were still several book shelves filled to the brim with tomes and grimoires. It would take him some time to look through them, but he hoped he’d find something quickly. He wasn’t sure how long he would have until his uncle came back here.

Hunter sifts through books, skimming their contents, trying to find anything talking about wild magic. One looked promising and he starts to flip through the pages, trying to glean what he can from it.

A noise catches his attention and he shuts the book, clutching it to his chest as he spins around to face the door.

“U-Uncle! I-I-” the boy stammers out, his heart hammering in his chest as he looks up at the older man. He has no explanation. He can’t talk his way out of this.

[huntedpalis]

@titanswill followed back.

a small, subtle purse of his lips. hunter squints his eyes closed in the hopes that he might not have to witness what is most likely to come. he’s aware that he had failed his uncle, but that human continually managed to impede his progress. the guard hardly believed that trying to explain himself would do any good, however.

“ i ... apologize, uncle. i will be sure to do better next time. you have my word. ”

[forcedperfection]

@titanswill​

Best rein her in before I decide to do so myself, Blight. 

“You think I have any control over what she does?!”

[ravnheks]

@titanswill​ sent: "The pity is -- no one will believe you."

  How many times has she had this nightmare? She had lost count, and each time only felt more real. Pain lanced its way up her back, but she felt 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗇𝗎𝗆𝖻, 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 to react as she normally would. That was the only thing that was keeping her from panicking, allowed her to speak...but even that defense was falling away the longer this lasted. They were so tired.

   "𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒, 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝..." They managed to whisper, their face turned completely away from the object of their suffering, their pain, their fear. Emperor Belos stood over her, menacing as always, his shadow falling over her shaking, huddled form as if to consume her.

  “W-What do I have to do to finally ɢᴇᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ from you?” She choked back a sob, she won’t let him hear her cry, won’t let him see - that only makes things worse. Lilith closed her eyes to keep the tears from falling, her nails digging into her arms. “𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒...𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑...𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒. I just want to be 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾."

[0mirrored0gold0]

@titanswill​ expressed: Gently sets his hand on the boy's shoulder. He's got such a soft smile. Could he possibly be... proud of him? It's unclear, though Belos is in a surprisingly good mood today.

🞠🐦︎🞠 Unprompted --- Always Accepting

    Noel tries to straighten up even more from his pin straight posture, a dull ache spreading out from his left shoulder when Belos touches him. Even the gentle touch is enough to cause the chronic pain to flair up, not that he would ever express as such to his uncle.

    “Yes, Uncle? Is there something that you need?” The smile gives him some hope; perhaps today is a good day for the Emperor. A day bereft of curse outbursts and sharp, biting comments.

[myriad-mage]

@titanswill found the elementalist. 

“L-Lord Belos.” The name caught in Alex’s throat at the Emperor’s appearance outside the young man’s rather simple house, though it was a quite a ways away from the rest of Bonesborough, lingering dangerously close at the cliff of the city. 

Thankful that he hadn’t yet started cooking. The young man would drop down bowing on knee. “What brings you out here to my parent’s home?”