𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑐 / 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙨 !

  —   i would say something about what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger … but i feel pretty fucking weak right now .

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rcwrittcndcstiny‌:

With a sheepish smile, Lucy felt like she had to explain - but she couldn’t. She couldn’t say she’d fought by Ian Fleming’s side. “Sorry. I just… I’ve done research on the author before, it’s left me with a soft spot for Bond.”

        ‘  nah,  don’t  be  sorry.  ’  he  replied,  shaking  his  head  slightly.  ‘  i  just  don’t  know  too  much  about  that  kind’a  stuff,  so  you’ll  have  to  forgive  my    ignorance    on  the  subject.  ’

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heldpeace‌:

a  brown  leather  sketchbook  is  tucked  in  the  crease  of  her  lap  as  her  pencil  moves  across  the  page  in  quick  strokes.  she’d  written  to  the  traveler  and  now  she  was  drawing  the  odd  man  she’d  met  earlier  with  the  devil  horns  he’d  complained  about  people  saying  that  he  has.     well,  now  he  did.  at  least  in  her  book.   what  made  her  look  up,  though,  wasn’t  the  sound  of  someone  approaching.  people  came  and  went  through  the  lobby  all  the  time,  it  was  the  voice.    violet  eyes  snap  upwards  and  she’s  expecting  to  meet  green  ambre  skin,  but  she  doesn’t.  the  scar  is  the  same,  though.   lips  pull  into  a  wide  grin  over  pointed  canines  as  she  pushes  dark  blue  locks  out  of  her  face.      “   fjord,   ”     the  tone  is  light,  airy  as  she  gestures  around  the  corner  to  where  the  elevators  are  hidden.     “  there  are  signs,  you  know.  ”    she  says,  shifting  to  point  to  the  one  above  her  head.   the  smile  grows  somber  for  a  minute,     “  when  did  you  get  here ?  ”     but  there  are  underlying  words  that  go  unsaid:  i’ve  missed  you.

        he’s  taken  back  a  moment.    the  voice  sounds  familiar,  but  he  can’t  say  why.    déjà vu.    he  stared  at  her  trying  to  figure  it  out,  but  she  wasn’t  part  of  his  dreams  --  not  yet,  at  least.  he  didn’t  remember  traveling  with  her,    her  saving  his  life.    he  didn’t  remember  worrying  about  her,    him  saving  her  life.    he  might  have  recalled  her  reslience,  and  the  way  she    cared    about  what  he  was  doing  to  his  tusks.  he  might  remember  the  kiss  that  wasn’t  a  kiss,  or  the  look  in  her  eyes  when  he  saw  her  after  he  left  her  with  the  dragon.    but  he  didn’t.     ‘  yesterday, ’  he answers,  without  thinking  but  then  looks  at  her  with  furrowed  brows.  ‘  i’m  sorry,    do  i  know  you  ma’am   ? ”

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imagincation·:

“Oh, there’s no worries, you’re fine.” Eliza says as she listens. “I think most people would get tired after six flights every day, the elevators are just around the corner, there’s a door towards two elevators, it’s a little hidden.” She explains and motions for him to walk with her. “I’m heading out anyways.”

'  well,  thank  you,  ma’am . ’    he  said,  giving  the  other  a  nod.  ‘  yeah,  it’s  not  ideal,  really,  so  i  appreciate  the  help.  i’m  fjord,  by  the  way. ’  

[dinah-lance]

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@heldpeace

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mxlta·:

The accent took Jessica by surprise, as she hadn’t heard one, especially one so thick, in person before. ❝Oh, er ━━ I’m new here, too.❞  Jess chuckled, one hand coming to rest on her hip, while the other ran through her hair. ❝But, I’m pretty sure the elevators are just down that hallway and to the right.❞  She pointed along the direction she meant with the hand that had just left her locks. ❝Sorry if that gets you more lost, though, and the possibility is there,❞  she humorously admitted. 

‘  well,  i  apologize  miss . . .  ?  ’      he  paused  for  a  moment,  letting  her  fill  in  her  own  name.  ‘  didn’t  mean  to  catch  you  off  guard.  ’  the  combination  of  the  accent  and  his  appearance  had  a  way  of  surprising  people,  it  wasn’t  something  he  was  unaccustomed  too.  ‘  however,  ’   he  said,    peering     down  the  hallway  in  the  direction  she  had  pointed,  ‘  if  you’re  getting  me  lost,  it’s  only  fair  you  get  lost  with  me. ’

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cascadingfailurcs·:

to strangers, teddy tended to come off as TOO MUCH, something that people eventually got used to when they go to know them. “right answer!” the metamorphagus responded as they clapped their hands together, “they have the good shit here too. none of that cheap stuff. well the closest elevators are right down this hall and to the right.” they lead the way, a slight skip in their step, “just got here, hmm? me too. well a few days ago.”

given  more  of  his  history    it  would  be  hard  for  fjord  to  call  anyone  too  much,  close  friends  with  people  such  as  jester  lavorre,  nott  the  brave,  and  mollymauk  tealeaf . . .   even  beauregard  lionnet.  all  of  the  mighty  nein  really.  ‘  well,  thank  you.  ’   he  nodded,  looking  over  to  see  where  he  was  gesturing.  ‘  how’s  it  been  so  far    ?  ’

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cascadingfailurcs·:

“henrietta.” she responded with the shrug of her shoulders, hands flying to tuck wisps of hair behind her ear, “where’re you from?” blue asked with the cock of her brow, “i personally prefer the stairs but i’m only on the fourth floor.” elevators often times provided for her to have awkward encounters with people she didn’t much care for. “i try to. whenever i can fit it in between double shifts. i’ve been intrigued lately about this…glendower person and i don’t really know why.”

' i’m  from  dallas  ’    port  damali  it  seemed  was  the  truth,  but  he  didn’t  know  what  to  do  with  that  new  truth  really.  ‘  stairs  are  better  for  y’  i’m  sure,  i’d  just  like  to  have  the  option.  ’  he  nodded,  listening  to  her,  ‘  huh.  what’d  he  do   ?  ’    a  pause.  ‘  y’  ever  read  about  sea  monsters    ?  ’

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‘  could  i  get  trost  ?  ’    fjord  asked  the  bartender,  taking  a  seat  at  the  bar.   crossed  arms,  he  looked  up  to  see  an  unfamiliar  face . . .    or  it  should  have  been.  then  again,  maybe  it  shouldn’t,  he  wasn’t  sure  how  this  all  worked  quite  yet.  no  matter,  something  about  the  individual  behind  the  counter  seemed  like  someone  he  should  know.        @loyaltyresolute

[rcwrittcndcstiny]

“Did you hear they’re doing a new Bond movie?” The news had made Lucy smile, remembering the time she’d become a literal Bond girl - although, she didn’t appreciate that Ian Fleming had her ‘character’ fall for him. She’d enjoyed turning down the charming man. “He was such an interesting man.” She added almost as an aside. 

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'  uh  huh .  ’    fjord  said,  looking  at  the  unfamiliar  woman  and  giving  a  slow  nod.  he  was  inclined  to  believe  many  things  given  the  circumstances,  but  he  wasn’t  sure  how  really  to  respond  to  that.  ‘  i  did  not.  ’

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cascadingfailurcs·:

with a clack of his tongue against the back of his teeth he gave a raise of his brows, “i don’t know, mate…” teddy dragged out, arms crossing over his chest, “it’s gonna cost you. that’s privy information you’re looking for…” after a moment, an amused, dimpled grin cracked onto his features before patting the other on the shoulder, “only joking! come on, it’s just down the hall. let me know if you want me to show you where the bar is as well. we could grab a drink and stuff.”

' heh  heh ’    fjord  gave  a  bit  of  a  forced  chuckle  at  the  man’s  amusement  in  himself.  ‘ funny  guy.  bar  though . . .   i’m  not  one  to  turn  down  a  place  for  a  drink. ’

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cascadingfailurcs·:

“sure.” the part time waitress and part-time dog walker responded with the bob of her head, raven locks flying from their clipped down confines in the process, “warning…the elevators here tend to be pretty unreliable though. they just take forever.” blue clutched the books about a man named owen glendower she’d checked out from the library, pressing them firmly against her chest as she lead the way, “you’re from texas?” her own henrietta accent was thick, despite the fact that she believed she’d grown up here, “i have family there.”

' yeap, ’    he  left  it  at  that,  even  though  his  own  origins  were  becoming  more  complicated  with  the  hour.  ‘  where’re they at    ?  ’    he  asks,  tilting  his  head  towards  her.  ‘  pretty  sure  it’s  still  better  than  stairs.  —— y ’  read  a  lot   ?  ’  for  some  reason  he  felt  reminded  of  something,  or    rather     a  feeling  that  he  should  be  reminded  of  something,  but  nothing  came.  

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jollllyx·:

“No, I wouldn’t mind at all. I’m actually headed to the elevator myself, you can follow me.” He offered with a welcoming smile. “You said you’re new here, when did you arrive?” He asked as he walked, making friendly conversation as he often did. 

'  thank  you.    i  appreciate  it. ’  fjord  nodded  and  moved  to  follow  the  other.  ‘  just  last  night,  actually.  didn’t  feel  like  botherin’  anyone  then,  but  can’t  be  using  the  stairs  for  too much  longer.  six  flights  is  more  than  you  expect  it  to  be.  ’

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‘  uh,  i,  uh    don’t  mean  to  impose, but  i’m  new  here  and  was  wondering  if  y ’  wouldn’t  mind  showing  me  where  the    damn    elevators  are.  all  i’ve  found  is  stairs  and  i’m  not  totally  inclined  to  be  climbing  up  six  flights  all  the  time.  ’   a  light  texan  draw  came  from  the  polite,  but  obviously  confused,  young  man  with  the  slightly  scarred  face.  ‘  just  point  me  in  the  right  direction  and  i’ll  be  out  of  your  hair.  ’

[dinah-lance]

Are you the leader?

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this  gif  is  a  real  fjord  mood  so  i  couldn’t  help  but  use  it .  like  legit  you  can  almost  hear  him  say :    nope.  i  hadn’t  considered  that    terrifying    thought.  but  thanks,  i’ll  just  add  that  to  the  fuckin’  list.    hi  there    !    i’m  rion  and  this  loveable  texan    half  orcish    hexblade  warlock  is    fjord.    no  last  name  offically,  but  has  been  known  as  fjord  tough  and  fjord  tusktooth.  i’m  a  twenty  one  year  old  college  student  and  freelance  coder  and  am  very  excited  to  be  here    !

 *  from  what  point  in  your  character’s  canon  are  they  taken  from  ? 

oh,  that  fateful  moment  of  chaos  in  the  bright  queen’s  court . . .     so  yeah,  campaign  two,  episode  fifty  six    (  the  favor  ) .   my  thought  is  that,  with  so  much  energy  at  such  a  turning  point,  the  luxon  beacon  played  a  cruel  trick  of  fate  (  or  dunamancy  )  and  brought  fjord  here. 

*  what  are  the  basics  of  their  new  lives  ?

could  we  imagine  fjord  anywhere  but  on  the  water ?    absolutely  not.    before  coming  to  woodshore,  fjord  worked  as  a  deckhand  on  a  cargo  ship.   he’s  been  having  nightmares,  very  similar  to  the  ones  in  canon. coughing  up  salt  water  was  the  final  straw.  a  promise  of  understanding  these  new  visions,  and  the  strange  weapon  that’s  recently  come  into  his  possession  are  what  brought  him  here.

*  what  were  they  promised  upon  arrival  in  woodshore,  and  what  was  their  reaction  to  receiving  it  ?

fjord   just  wanted  to  understand  his  dreams,  and  granted  he  did  get  something . . .  he  has  an  idea  of  when  they  started,  but  he  still doesn’t  have  the  answers  he  wants.  it’ll  take  more  answers  and  more  memories  to  get  him  there. 

*  when  they  arrived  in  woodshore  and  recieved  what  was  taken  from  them,  did they  gain  any  memories  of  their  past?  if  so,  what  memories  do  they  have  ?

memory  wise,  i  think  fjord  is  a  bit  behind  the  other  members  of  the  mighty  nein  that  are  here . . .   he  remembers  the  tide’s  breath  being  sunk,  he  remembers  knowing  that  he  was  going  to  die . . .   then  he  remembers  not  dying,  and  a  single  eye  staring  at  him  through  the  dark.     watching,  potential,  learn,  grow,  provoke,  consume,  reward,  patience . . . 

[drmels]

-irtiqa nabi