#windmaedchen

[theharbingerofflames]

*It must have happened in one of those strange moment when Fox fought against the powers of Hypnos trying to seduce her into his realm. Just when reality seems to blur a tad too much. For she could not at all remember "when" this creature had appeared and messed with her hair. But right now... she stared at a miniature version of a vague familiar person, which had just emerged from the depths of her hair and now slowly worms away on the countertop of the Noble Taverns bar.*

[magister-violyste]

Hellloooooo,

we need more smelly asks! I mean... smelly answers. ;-)

What do you think of our High-Priestess Velara? And please, Ravion, what's his smell like? And finally, of course, Indris?

Thank you! <3

[Note: smelly asks are always OOC]

okay YES

Everyone in Sal'thorin stinks. More or less.

The dew is DRAGON EGG ESSENCE. RAW. Even if you’re just drinking it, that’s your sweat and everything…ick.

More specifically:

Velara: She probably smells the worst, considering she bathes in the stuff. Granted, she could wear perfume, but I don’t see her really bothering. She’d embrace it and call it a mark of purity. Plus, if everyone smells bad, then no one would really notice it…add a faint trace of a dark magic scent, and bam. Not great.

Ravion: Same case, but I see him absolutely with a whole collection of various colognes and fragrances. He switches them out based on his moods: florals, musks…anything you can think of. Post-EOD, that becomes more prominent as the dew wears out.

Indris: Same deal. I imagine the guards have an agent to remove the scent a bit to avoid being detected, but again, if everyone smells bad, no one is really noticing. It’s the Dark Forest Wilders who mention it first and get him a basic soap that makes him smell clean and fresh (he’s too busy to bother with extra fragrance).

—

Send me an AFKJ character and I’ll tell you what I think they smell like!

[tuts-nocturnal-notes]

This year, Sherlock Holmes indeed joined Dracula Daily.

Watch him hunt the mysterious "Count Dracula", who looks suspiciously close to a certain detective!

Thank you lovely @windmaedchen , my most favourite Sherlock Holmes artist, who has done me the unimaginable honour of drawing my version of Holmes (still can't believe it 😭 I am such a fan of them 🥰. Thank you thank you! 🥹), standing right next to our favourite Vlad Voda, now hiding in London under a pseudonym in the 19th century. And, well, it wouldn't be Holmes if he didn't figure out there's some strange existence joining the London underground. Surprisingly though, the vampiric Voievode is not the bloodthirsty psychopath one might think.

Here you have them, joining forces to solve the final case: What's going on? Who really is this Mina Murray? And most importantly: where the hell is Jonathan Harker?

that poor fellow down there is of course poor dear Watson, who had to listen to twice the insanity than usual and it took a toll on him

[default-merlin]

Something falls with a dull thud into the paper pin by Merlin's desk. Strange, as there hadn't been anything on the desk large enough to explain such a loud noise. And unlike to be expected, it didn't remain silent as with any random object falling from desks... the paper in the bin shuffles restlessly and the longer Merlin listens, the more audible is a faint "snek snek sneeeeek". When out of curiosity Merlin peeks at the ominous waste bin, a red tail wiggles back and forth, visible at the top of it - as if waiting to be pulled out of the predicament it's in.

"Now what are you doing here little.. uuhh.. snake? Snek?" Merlin looks at the thing quizzically. Puzzled at its sudden appearance in their study, they could've sensed the slightest change in the atmosphere when it did but.. the magic traces are quite faint on this one.

She picks Snek that's still wriggling about mindlessly from the waste bin. Attempting to worm despite being held in place by her hand. "Snek snek sneeeeek" while she studies the little critter once she puts it down in a magic rectangular space she conjured up. Snek was free to move around in it through it proceeded to worm itself into the barrier eventually, yet it didn't stop.

"You're so soft and squishy. You're definitely a plushie, but sentient. Wonder who or what made you and how they made you.. hmm very curious."

"Snek snek sneeeeek.😋"

"☺ Splendid."

[magister-supreme]

"Meeeerlin!"

A happy squeal accompanies the name and Erin jumps excitedly towards the magister.

"You are back!" she giggles and she scans Merlin's hands for any trinkets or books.

"Did you bring anything exciting for me?"

☼ — Aww, Erin! Wonderful to see you. Haha, as adorable as ever, aren’t you?

☼ — This time, I have some flowers that I received just recently. Let’s see…

☼ — We have these tiny ones, the Sunward Blooms, and some Lavender flowers. Which one do you like?

[chosen--champion]

You carried a very heavy burden. Waking up to the truth is not as simple as people make you believe. It means to fall, very deeply into an abyss and everyone is naturally very afraid and hesitant to do so! It is easy to solve other people's problems from the outside, but extremely difficult for those suffering from it. So you know what? I think you've handled the situation the best you could have and I respect your strength. Don't let big words from outsiders affect you too much.

… There’s no need to concern yourself over me and my problems…

But thank you. I really appreciate it.

[kafka030]

*Something was off. For a split second the air in the Mystical House carried the faint traces of Hypogean magic. Then... nothing.*

*Alerted eyes, including those of the hamsters, scanned the area. Then, a collective gasp was heard and the fingers of the familiars point above the Magisters head.*

*By the time a reaction came to follow the direction of their gaze, a cute and harmless miniature version of an unfamiliar Hypogean in snake-onesie slowly crawls across the countertop, just in front of the stumped Magister.*

(windmaedchen-erin / windmaedchen-oceanhorn)

>> @windmaedchen-erin <<

. . .

(It was afternoon and... Both Magisters are having afternoon tea at the Noble Tavern. Chippy and Hammie munching away their meals in delight !)

(As a faint, foreign Hypogean magic suddenly engulf the space within the Mystical House... Magister Evangeline immediately stands and draws her sword... imbues her divine magic within the blade while... Magister Kafka looks around... Searching for the trace of Hypogean magic... Cluelessly...)

(As the Hypogean magic subsided... His hamster familiar point at the edge of the countertop of the Noble Tavern in shock... An... Unfamiliar mini version of a Hypogean in a snake-onesie... appears after the disappearance of the Hypogean Magic... crawling on the countertop while sticking its tongue out... towards Magister Kafka's cup.)

(He shrieks and immediately stands up, stool falls on the floor, and he moves away from that weird entity on the counter. The little creature finally arrived at his cup and touched the cup with its small hands, giving an adorable look towards him. He trembles at the creature's existence near his cup.)

(Magister Evangeline burst out laughing while pushing back her sword in its scabbard. She picks the harmless, cute creature and holds it towards Magister Kafka. The creature wiggles in her hands, reaching out its hands towards him and she giggles at the sight and sensation of it.)

Magister Evangeline: It's fine, Kafka-- it's harmless! Look at its hair-- then its sticking out tongue-- it wants you to hold it!

(she moves closer towards him however... He moves away a few distance from her, glaring at her.)

Magister Kafka: Please... Don't let it near me... I... hate... Snake...

(he covers his eyes and trembles. She grins mischievously at his reaction and places that adorable creature lightly on his head. Its small hand pats his head a few times, causing him to shriek again when feeling the cold entity on his head then flee from Magister Evangeline. She chases Magister Kafka while holding the harmless creature in her hands, as that creature giggling in excitement together with her.)

[magister-cyran]

When you were small, what do you remember you have been told most? "Don't do this!", "Do that!" kind of thing...??

Hm, you are asking something rather difficult to answer.

I have not made records, you see.

...

Hah. It will have been something common and insignificant. "Do not talk when we have guests" or "Do eat your vegetables".