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*offers an opalescent glass ball, about the size of a bowling ball* It's used for scrying. I've never seen the future with it, so maybe you'll have better luck.

He holds it in both hands, giving it a confused look.

“Em… thank ye, but… ‘m afraid I don’ know wha ‘scryin’’ is…”

Tintin would probably know though. In the meantime he’ll put it in the study; good thing the girl (woman?) gave him a small stand for it as well.

#ask #warlordwench

"Dude, the glove?" ((Like in the icon, Marnie has a single lather glove that she wears EVERYWHERE, on her dominant hand to protect her when she has to wield a weapon))

[Message received!! Looking forward to messing with rp’ing with you soon!!]

#maintenance #[ooc]#warlordwench #totems

Marnie was having a heck of a time fitting into Jollywood; for starters, she was at the very least a foot and a half taller than anyone else, and it certainly didn't help that she was dressed like some sort of gothic barbarian escaped from Hot Topic. People didn't exactly seem to trust her. She was almost tempted to run back home and beg for mercy, until she spotted it. It was the cutest thing she had ever seen! Like a rabbit-fox-cat hybrid thing! "Oh my gosh, what a cutie! What's your name?"

The aide’s fur bristled, immediately not trusting the scary-looking stranger. She may have sounded harmless and excitable, but then again, he knew that the likes of Hildy Gloom could be the same way, and he expected the woman to turn on him in an instant.

So, like any sensible creature, he turned tail and ran as fast as his stubby legs could carry him.