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this is an ask blog based on vampires smp from pyros pov

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Hello! This is my ask blog based on vampires smp as pyro! If you wish to ask him any questions or roleplay anything I'm always here-

gathering information for sire

Hush.

You might recognize me from my other blogs @kreatures (my og cringe blog) and @gummy-gator (my the amazing digital circus gummigoo ask blog(weird crossover ik))

I am not against 18+ roleplay but only with adults.

Alright pyro, take it away!

"hello, my name is pyro. I am a scholar from the capital sent to Oakhurst for my thesis. Life has found a way to make me a monster different than before but I embrace my sires gift. Still, my research must go on so I welcome any questions or information you wish to tell me. For future reference my pronouns are he/they"

#intro post #vampires smp #vampire pyro #ask me anything #ask blog

Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

the-journal-of-esher

It's not long after he's turned around that he hears the pitter patter again and his letter has disappeared and again not long until another takes it's place

"Dear Scholar Pyro,

I understand you may be cautious about my remedy, and I truly understand. If you wish to use it will help but I understand if you decide against it.

As for your question as to if we've met before, if you're asking if I'm from the capital or your school I'd have to say I'm not. The only way we've met is through these letters, but that doesn't mean I haven't seen things. When I sign off as a "curious raccoon" that is for a reason. I truly am a curious person and I have done things to satisfy my curiosity.

If you wish to meet me in person I'd rather it not be in this castle if only for fear of being interrupted. Though I'm sure if you agreed and ventured out to the woods I could find you.

-A Curious Raccoon"

Pyro shifts from foot to foot nervously. Leave the castle? That... Isn't something he's even sure he's allowed.

'sire never said you COULDN'T leave'

That's true... And if he finds out pyro could always inform him that he was trying to learn about a potential threat. As a surprise for sire!

With a nod pyro scribbles down a note, suggesting a secluded spot by the lake. Since the beacon is owned by the vampires, there really is no reason for any of them to visit the lake today.

the-journal-of-esher

Before long that note is snached up too and not before long is it replaced by one in agreement saying that they will wait for him there. And Pyro hears the scurrying of animals through the forest and no more notes come.

Pyro looks around carefully. Sire has been focused on planning with Owen recently so if they are quick, he might never notice pyros absence. On the other hand, pyro hasn't been able to make it across the bridge since his punishment.

With a deep breath pyro quickly strides from the halls and out the doors. Seeing a nearby branch they swipe it, and conveniently he does feel more stable and aware of his surroundings

Despite the assistance, it was a near thing on several instances, pyro thinks as he glances at the frigid murky water below. Knowing he made it past one obstacle though, encouraged him and he found a small confidence in every step.

It wasn't long before the water was visible. It feels like every major turn in his life leads him here. The good and the bad...

the-journal-of-esher

Not too far off is a person cloaked in red clothes if one didn't know better they may say it was owen but this person has brown hair much shorter then Owen's and They seem to notice Pyro and wave him over.

Pyro hesitates for a moment, is he sure of this?

'it's a bit late now, they've already seen you'

"hello, it's ah- lovely weather, no?" Pyro stammers unsure of what to say.

the-journal-of-esher

They towards the sky. Contemplating.

"Slightly cloudy. Though I suppose that is better for someone in your state." They say sounding confident but their hands betray their calm facade as the pick at and fidget with the sleeves of their shirt.

'Ah'

Pyros hand drifts up to his face for a moment, remembering the person before him knows more than they should.

"it. It's manageable. I'm here at least."

the-journal-of-esher

The Person stops picking at their blouse and looks towards him glancing at his eye then nodding

"That's good. I suppose I should probably properly introduce myself."

"It would be nice, to feel as if we're on even ground. Despite the belief I hold that you'll always keep some cards close." His words, despite being a statement help a questioning edge to them.

the-journal-of-esher

"I think that's one belief we share. But I suppose it is only fair I introduce myself."

They Properly turn towards Pyro looking him in the eyes as they speak "My name Is Esher."

"jack Von Pyroscythe, but pyro if you would." He gripped his stick harder uncomfortablly, unsure of what to do.

It felt wrong to have such a formal introduction after everything. Knowing that the person in front of them likely knows more about him than anyone in this cursed town.

the-journal-of-esher

"Yes. I already knew that. I addressed you as such in our correspondence. Has meeting me face to face helped allieve your anxiety about my remedy?"

They keep a strong tone and their face devoid of emotions. They speak formally and dress fancy but something is off whether it be their clothes not fitting quite right, the way they carry themselves or simply their ability to be comfortable and seemingly work well in nature, Esher is not from money.

Pyro ducked his head in embarrassment. Sure he remembered the fact that this person, Esher, already knew but his parents training impressed the need for formal introductions. Another screwed habit he'd have to break.

"right I... I suppose that is what I suggested." Pyro hesitates, pulling the vial from his pocket. It didn't look dangerous,

'would you even know what danger looked like?'

With a quick glance for reassurance, he tips the vial back, knowing if he didn't then the whole trip would have been a useless risk.

the-journal-of-esher

They speak calmly, no hint of a lie as they speak "Go ahead. I made it for you. I have appreciated our letters back and forth and I simply wished you feel better." Esher glances at the stick being used as a cane and Pyro's eye before they speak again "I would say the trip here was much more dangerous then that vile ever could be."

"it was fine. I mean. I managed. The bridge is supposed to dissuade the healthiest humans. Even being a damaged vampire I am not helpless." He said defensively.

He isn't useless, he will be an asset to the coven. Still, even as he thinks that, the casual throb that's been rocking his vision dies down. There's still an ache, the socket still raw, but traveling would be more possible.

the-journal-of-esher

"I suppose that's true. I didn't bother with the bridge. Found it more precarious and obvious then just braving the water and mountainside. I did not mean to imply you were helpless I was simply trying to explain how non harmful my remedy was."

As they speak, they don't even try and hide it as their eyes examine his injured eye socket, pushing their glasses up their nose and squinting seemingly trying to get a better grasp at what happened without asking vocally.

Pyro feels themselves shrink under the scrutiny. This far, few people know of his injury, sire of course, Abolish who... Pyro doesn't allow himself to think of Abolish right now, and finally Esher.

Pyro recognizes this secret won't last forever but being watched so critically puts him on edge.

"I understand, apologies. I... Am still adjusting to my new position in life. While I don't believe I can get infections as a vampire, I don't want to risk anything infecting my wound so I believed the bridge was my best bet."

the-journal-of-esher

It seems Esher's face softens if only for a second "You don't need to be scared of me you know. I'm not the most social so you really don't need to worry about me telling anyone, not that I would even if I were more social. I understand your fears on illness I find it quite proactive of you especially considering you and the doctor in town are on opposing sides."

Despite their slightly cold neutral demeanor, they seem genuine. It makes sense in some ways. Why would they give a remedy if they were only there to judge. Though what if they are lying and Pyro simply can't tell?

Pyro shivered, remembering the things Legundo put them through. The experiments, the torture. He was nothing like the man he thought he knew.

"even ignoring the consequences it may have on me, telling people wouldn't do you good. Sire... Sire wouldn't like knowing someone else is aware. He'd see you as a threat. There's a lot of dangerous players in this town. Doctor, sire, I honestly wouldn't even truth Cleo even though she likely has no issues against anyone specific."

the-journal-of-esher

Esher seem to notice the shiver but they don't mention it simply continuing the conversation

"Yes. It didn't even occur to me to tell anyone for my personal gain. I've had people out truths I didn't want out for their personal gain before and I would never wish that fate upon another person. While I've seen the people you're talking of I haven't interacted with really any of them. With how alike we seemed I thought it would be safest to test the waters communicating with you first."

"I suppose. A lot has happened recently that has admittedly tainted my view of people." I trail off thinking about the betrayals I've been subjected to.

'like you aren't just like the rest of them, don't play the victim.'

"regardless, you reached out to me for a reason, no?"

the-journal-of-esher

"Ah. I'll admit as all knowing as I may seem I am not knowledgeable as to why you say that but feel no need to share if you don't wish." They looked at him not with pity nor anger simply empathy.

"As for my reasons to reaching out well.. We seemed similar. I also came he to research. I thought if I were to try and speak with anyone the one most similar to myself would be safest. And if all went well I was hoping we could exchange notes and perhaps I'd gain more perspective and courge to talk to others."

"well, as you can imagine, I wasn't always in such... Condition. Having once been both human and possessing complete vision, the circumstances that led to me being this way have a way of making you cautious of people." Pyro feels his jaw tenses, but forces himself to move on before losing himself to memories.

'even though you know both situations were caused by sire? By your own mistakes?'

"You said you had an academic interest? What notes would you like me to touch on?"

#half blind au vsmp #vampires pyro rp blog

Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

the-journal-of-esher

It's not long after he's turned around that he hears the pitter patter again and his letter has disappeared and again not long until another takes it's place

"Dear Scholar Pyro,

I understand you may be cautious about my remedy, and I truly understand. If you wish to use it will help but I understand if you decide against it.

As for your question as to if we've met before, if you're asking if I'm from the capital or your school I'd have to say I'm not. The only way we've met is through these letters, but that doesn't mean I haven't seen things. When I sign off as a "curious raccoon" that is for a reason. I truly am a curious person and I have done things to satisfy my curiosity.

If you wish to meet me in person I'd rather it not be in this castle if only for fear of being interrupted. Though I'm sure if you agreed and ventured out to the woods I could find you.

-A Curious Raccoon"

Pyro shifts from foot to foot nervously. Leave the castle? That... Isn't something he's even sure he's allowed.

'sire never said you COULDN'T leave'

That's true... And if he finds out pyro could always inform him that he was trying to learn about a potential threat. As a surprise for sire!

With a nod pyro scribbles down a note, suggesting a secluded spot by the lake. Since the beacon is owned by the vampires, there really is no reason for any of them to visit the lake today.

the-journal-of-esher

Before long that note is snached up too and not before long is it replaced by one in agreement saying that they will wait for him there. And Pyro hears the scurrying of animals through the forest and no more notes come.

Pyro looks around carefully. Sire has been focused on planning with Owen recently so if they are quick, he might never notice pyros absence. On the other hand, pyro hasn't been able to make it across the bridge since his punishment.

With a deep breath pyro quickly strides from the halls and out the doors. Seeing a nearby branch they swipe it, and conveniently he does feel more stable and aware of his surroundings

Despite the assistance, it was a near thing on several instances, pyro thinks as he glances at the frigid murky water below. Knowing he made it past one obstacle though, encouraged him and he found a small confidence in every step.

It wasn't long before the water was visible. It feels like every major turn in his life leads him here. The good and the bad...

the-journal-of-esher

Not too far off is a person cloaked in red clothes if one didn't know better they may say it was owen but this person has brown hair much shorter then Owen's and They seem to notice Pyro and wave him over.

Pyro hesitates for a moment, is he sure of this?

'it's a bit late now, they've already seen you'

"hello, it's ah- lovely weather, no?" Pyro stammers unsure of what to say.

the-journal-of-esher

They towards the sky. Contemplating.

"Slightly cloudy. Though I suppose that is better for someone in your state." They say sounding confident but their hands betray their calm facade as the pick at and fidget with the sleeves of their shirt.

'Ah'

Pyros hand drifts up to his face for a moment, remembering the person before him knows more than they should.

"it. It's manageable. I'm here at least."

the-journal-of-esher

The Person stops picking at their blouse and looks towards him glancing at his eye then nodding

"That's good. I suppose I should probably properly introduce myself."

"It would be nice, to feel as if we're on even ground. Despite the belief I hold that you'll always keep some cards close." His words, despite being a statement help a questioning edge to them.

the-journal-of-esher

"I think that's one belief we share. But I suppose it is only fair I introduce myself."

They Properly turn towards Pyro looking him in the eyes as they speak "My name Is Esher."

"jack Von Pyroscythe, but pyro if you would." He gripped his stick harder uncomfortablly, unsure of what to do.

It felt wrong to have such a formal introduction after everything. Knowing that the person in front of them likely knows more about him than anyone in this cursed town.

the-journal-of-esher

"Yes. I already knew that. I addressed you as such in our correspondence. Has meeting me face to face helped allieve your anxiety about my remedy?"

They keep a strong tone and their face devoid of emotions. They speak formally and dress fancy but something is off whether it be their clothes not fitting quite right, the way they carry themselves or simply their ability to be comfortable and seemingly work well in nature, Esher is not from money.

Pyro ducked his head in embarrassment. Sure he remembered the fact that this person, Esher, already knew but his parents training impressed the need for formal introductions. Another screwed habit he'd have to break.

"right I... I suppose that is what I suggested." Pyro hesitates, pulling the vial from his pocket. It didn't look dangerous,

'would you even know what danger looked like?'

With a quick glance for reassurance, he tips the vial back, knowing if he didn't then the whole trip would have been a useless risk.

the-journal-of-esher

They speak calmly, no hint of a lie as they speak "Go ahead. I made it for you. I have appreciated our letters back and forth and I simply wished you feel better." Esher glances at the stick being used as a cane and Pyro's eye before they speak again "I would say the trip here was much more dangerous then that vile ever could be."

"it was fine. I mean. I managed. The bridge is supposed to dissuade the healthiest humans. Even being a damaged vampire I am not helpless." He said defensively.

He isn't useless, he will be an asset to the coven. Still, even as he thinks that, the casual throb that's been rocking his vision dies down. There's still an ache, the socket still raw, but traveling would be more possible.

the-journal-of-esher

"I suppose that's true. I didn't bother with the bridge. Found it more precarious and obvious then just braving the water and mountainside. I did not mean to imply you were helpless I was simply trying to explain how non harmful my remedy was."

As they speak, they don't even try and hide it as their eyes examine his injured eye socket, pushing their glasses up their nose and squinting seemingly trying to get a better grasp at what happened without asking vocally.

Pyro feels themselves shrink under the scrutiny. This far, few people know of his injury, sire of course, Abolish who... Pyro doesn't allow himself to think of Abolish right now, and finally Esher.

Pyro recognizes this secret won't last forever but being watched so critically puts him on edge.

"I understand, apologies. I... Am still adjusting to my new position in life. While I don't believe I can get infections as a vampire, I don't want to risk anything infecting my wound so I believed the bridge was my best bet."

the-journal-of-esher

It seems Esher's face softens if only for a second "You don't need to be scared of me you know. I'm not the most social so you really don't need to worry about me telling anyone, not that I would even if I were more social. I understand your fears on illness I find it quite proactive of you especially considering you and the doctor in town are on opposing sides."

Despite their slightly cold neutral demeanor, they seem genuine. It makes sense in some ways. Why would they give a remedy if they were only there to judge. Though what if they are lying and Pyro simply can't tell?

Pyro shivered, remembering the things Legundo put them through. The experiments, the torture. He was nothing like the man he thought he knew.

"even ignoring the consequences it may have on me, telling people wouldn't do you good. Sire... Sire wouldn't like knowing someone else is aware. He'd see you as a threat. There's a lot of dangerous players in this town. Doctor, sire, I honestly wouldn't even truth Cleo even though she likely has no issues against anyone specific."

the-journal-of-esher

Esher seem to notice the shiver but they don't mention it simply continuing the conversation

"Yes. It didn't even occur to me to tell anyone for my personal gain. I've had people out truths I didn't want out for their personal gain before and I would never wish that fate upon another person. While I've seen the people you're talking of I haven't interacted with really any of them. With how alike we seemed I thought it would be safest to test the waters communicating with you first."

"I suppose. A lot has happened recently that has admittedly tainted my view of people." I trail off thinking about the betrayals I've been subjected to.

'like you aren't just like the rest of them, don't play the victim.'

"regardless, you reached out to me for a reason, no?"

#half blind au vsmp #vsmp rp blog #vampires pyro rp blog

Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

the-journal-of-esher

It's not long after he's turned around that he hears the pitter patter again and his letter has disappeared and again not long until another takes it's place

"Dear Scholar Pyro,

I understand you may be cautious about my remedy, and I truly understand. If you wish to use it will help but I understand if you decide against it.

As for your question as to if we've met before, if you're asking if I'm from the capital or your school I'd have to say I'm not. The only way we've met is through these letters, but that doesn't mean I haven't seen things. When I sign off as a "curious raccoon" that is for a reason. I truly am a curious person and I have done things to satisfy my curiosity.

If you wish to meet me in person I'd rather it not be in this castle if only for fear of being interrupted. Though I'm sure if you agreed and ventured out to the woods I could find you.

-A Curious Raccoon"

Pyro shifts from foot to foot nervously. Leave the castle? That... Isn't something he's even sure he's allowed.

'sire never said you COULDN'T leave'

That's true... And if he finds out pyro could always inform him that he was trying to learn about a potential threat. As a surprise for sire!

With a nod pyro scribbles down a note, suggesting a secluded spot by the lake. Since the beacon is owned by the vampires, there really is no reason for any of them to visit the lake today.

the-journal-of-esher

Before long that note is snached up too and not before long is it replaced by one in agreement saying that they will wait for him there. And Pyro hears the scurrying of animals through the forest and no more notes come.

Pyro looks around carefully. Sire has been focused on planning with Owen recently so if they are quick, he might never notice pyros absence. On the other hand, pyro hasn't been able to make it across the bridge since his punishment.

With a deep breath pyro quickly strides from the halls and out the doors. Seeing a nearby branch they swipe it, and conveniently he does feel more stable and aware of his surroundings

Despite the assistance, it was a near thing on several instances, pyro thinks as he glances at the frigid murky water below. Knowing he made it past one obstacle though, encouraged him and he found a small confidence in every step.

It wasn't long before the water was visible. It feels like every major turn in his life leads him here. The good and the bad...

the-journal-of-esher

Not too far off is a person cloaked in red clothes if one didn't know better they may say it was owen but this person has brown hair much shorter then Owen's and They seem to notice Pyro and wave him over.

Pyro hesitates for a moment, is he sure of this?

'it's a bit late now, they've already seen you'

"hello, it's ah- lovely weather, no?" Pyro stammers unsure of what to say.

the-journal-of-esher

They towards the sky. Contemplating.

"Slightly cloudy. Though I suppose that is better for someone in your state." They say sounding confident but their hands betray their calm facade as the pick at and fidget with the sleeves of their shirt.

'Ah'

Pyros hand drifts up to his face for a moment, remembering the person before him knows more than they should.

"it. It's manageable. I'm here at least."

the-journal-of-esher

The Person stops picking at their blouse and looks towards him glancing at his eye then nodding

"That's good. I suppose I should probably properly introduce myself."

"It would be nice, to feel as if we're on even ground. Despite the belief I hold that you'll always keep some cards close." His words, despite being a statement help a questioning edge to them.

the-journal-of-esher

"I think that's one belief we share. But I suppose it is only fair I introduce myself."

They Properly turn towards Pyro looking him in the eyes as they speak "My name Is Esher."

"jack Von Pyroscythe, but pyro if you would." He gripped his stick harder uncomfortablly, unsure of what to do.

It felt wrong to have such a formal introduction after everything. Knowing that the person in front of them likely knows more about him than anyone in this cursed town.

the-journal-of-esher

"Yes. I already knew that. I addressed you as such in our correspondence. Has meeting me face to face helped allieve your anxiety about my remedy?"

They keep a strong tone and their face devoid of emotions. They speak formally and dress fancy but something is off whether it be their clothes not fitting quite right, the way they carry themselves or simply their ability to be comfortable and seemingly work well in nature, Esher is not from money.

Pyro ducked his head in embarrassment. Sure he remembered the fact that this person, Esher, already knew but his parents training impressed the need for formal introductions. Another screwed habit he'd have to break.

"right I... I suppose that is what I suggested." Pyro hesitates, pulling the vial from his pocket. It didn't look dangerous,

'would you even know what danger looked like?'

With a quick glance for reassurance, he tips the vial back, knowing if he didn't then the whole trip would have been a useless risk.

the-journal-of-esher

They speak calmly, no hint of a lie as they speak "Go ahead. I made it for you. I have appreciated our letters back and forth and I simply wished you feel better." Esher glances at the stick being used as a cane and Pyro's eye before they speak again "I would say the trip here was much more dangerous then that vile ever could be."

"it was fine. I mean. I managed. The bridge is supposed to dissuade the healthiest humans. Even being a damaged vampire I am not helpless." He said defensively.

He isn't useless, he will be an asset to the coven. Still, even as he thinks that, the casual throb that's been rocking his vision dies down. There's still an ache, the socket still raw, but traveling would be more possible.

the-journal-of-esher

"I suppose that's true. I didn't bother with the bridge. Found it more precarious and obvious then just braving the water and mountainside. I did not mean to imply you were helpless I was simply trying to explain how non harmful my remedy was."

As they speak, they don't even try and hide it as their eyes examine his injured eye socket, pushing their glasses up their nose and squinting seemingly trying to get a better grasp at what happened without asking vocally.

Pyro feels themselves shrink under the scrutiny. This far, few people know of his injury, sire of course, Abolish who... Pyro doesn't allow himself to think of Abolish right now, and finally Esher.

Pyro recognizes this secret won't last forever but being watched so critically puts him on edge.

"I understand, apologies. I... Am still adjusting to my new position in life. While I don't believe I can get infections as a vampire, I don't want to risk anything infecting my wound so I believed the bridge was my best bet."

the-journal-of-esher

It seems Esher's face softens if only for a second "You don't need to be scared of me you know. I'm not the most social so you really don't need to worry about me telling anyone, not that I would even if I were more social. I understand your fears on illness I find it quite proactive of you especially considering you and the doctor in town are on opposing sides."

Despite their slightly cold neutral demeanor, they seem genuine. It makes sense in some ways. Why would they give a remedy if they were only there to judge. Though what if they are lying and Pyro simply can't tell?

Pyro shivered, remembering the things Legundo put them through. The experiments, the torture. He was nothing like the man he thought he knew.

"even ignoring the consequences it may have on me, telling people wouldn't do you good. Sire... Sire wouldn't like knowing someone else is aware. He'd see you as a threat. There's a lot of dangerous players in this town. Doctor, sire, I honestly wouldn't even truth Cleo even though she likely has no issues against anyone specific."

#half blind au vsmp #vsmp rp blog #vsmp pyro rp

Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

the-journal-of-esher

It's not long after he's turned around that he hears the pitter patter again and his letter has disappeared and again not long until another takes it's place

"Dear Scholar Pyro,

I understand you may be cautious about my remedy, and I truly understand. If you wish to use it will help but I understand if you decide against it.

As for your question as to if we've met before, if you're asking if I'm from the capital or your school I'd have to say I'm not. The only way we've met is through these letters, but that doesn't mean I haven't seen things. When I sign off as a "curious raccoon" that is for a reason. I truly am a curious person and I have done things to satisfy my curiosity.

If you wish to meet me in person I'd rather it not be in this castle if only for fear of being interrupted. Though I'm sure if you agreed and ventured out to the woods I could find you.

-A Curious Raccoon"

Pyro shifts from foot to foot nervously. Leave the castle? That... Isn't something he's even sure he's allowed.

'sire never said you COULDN'T leave'

That's true... And if he finds out pyro could always inform him that he was trying to learn about a potential threat. As a surprise for sire!

With a nod pyro scribbles down a note, suggesting a secluded spot by the lake. Since the beacon is owned by the vampires, there really is no reason for any of them to visit the lake today.

the-journal-of-esher

Before long that note is snached up too and not before long is it replaced by one in agreement saying that they will wait for him there. And Pyro hears the scurrying of animals through the forest and no more notes come.

Pyro looks around carefully. Sire has been focused on planning with Owen recently so if they are quick, he might never notice pyros absence. On the other hand, pyro hasn't been able to make it across the bridge since his punishment.

With a deep breath pyro quickly strides from the halls and out the doors. Seeing a nearby branch they swipe it, and conveniently he does feel more stable and aware of his surroundings

Despite the assistance, it was a near thing on several instances, pyro thinks as he glances at the frigid murky water below. Knowing he made it past one obstacle though, encouraged him and he found a small confidence in every step.

It wasn't long before the water was visible. It feels like every major turn in his life leads him here. The good and the bad...

the-journal-of-esher

Not too far off is a person cloaked in red clothes if one didn't know better they may say it was owen but this person has brown hair much shorter then Owen's and They seem to notice Pyro and wave him over.

Pyro hesitates for a moment, is he sure of this?

'it's a bit late now, they've already seen you'

"hello, it's ah- lovely weather, no?" Pyro stammers unsure of what to say.

the-journal-of-esher

They towards the sky. Contemplating.

"Slightly cloudy. Though I suppose that is better for someone in your state." They say sounding confident but their hands betray their calm facade as the pick at and fidget with the sleeves of their shirt.

'Ah'

Pyros hand drifts up to his face for a moment, remembering the person before him knows more than they should.

"it. It's manageable. I'm here at least."

the-journal-of-esher

The Person stops picking at their blouse and looks towards him glancing at his eye then nodding

"That's good. I suppose I should probably properly introduce myself."

"It would be nice, to feel as if we're on even ground. Despite the belief I hold that you'll always keep some cards close." His words, despite being a statement help a questioning edge to them.

the-journal-of-esher

"I think that's one belief we share. But I suppose it is only fair I introduce myself."

They Properly turn towards Pyro looking him in the eyes as they speak "My name Is Esher."

"jack Von Pyroscythe, but pyro if you would." He gripped his stick harder uncomfortablly, unsure of what to do.

It felt wrong to have such a formal introduction after everything. Knowing that the person in front of them likely knows more about him than anyone in this cursed town.

the-journal-of-esher

"Yes. I already knew that. I addressed you as such in our correspondence. Has meeting me face to face helped allieve your anxiety about my remedy?"

They keep a strong tone and their face devoid of emotions. They speak formally and dress fancy but something is off whether it be their clothes not fitting quite right, the way they carry themselves or simply their ability to be comfortable and seemingly work well in nature, Esher is not from money.

Pyro ducked his head in embarrassment. Sure he remembered the fact that this person, Esher, already knew but his parents training impressed the need for formal introductions. Another screwed habit he'd have to break.

"right I... I suppose that is what I suggested." Pyro hesitates, pulling the vial from his pocket. It didn't look dangerous,

'would you even know what danger looked like?'

With a quick glance for reassurance, he tips the vial back, knowing if he didn't then the whole trip would have been a useless risk.

the-journal-of-esher

They speak calmly, no hint of a lie as they speak "Go ahead. I made it for you. I have appreciated our letters back and forth and I simply wished you feel better." Esher glances at the stick being used as a cane and Pyro's eye before they speak again "I would say the trip here was much more dangerous then that vile ever could be."

"it was fine. I mean. I managed. The bridge is supposed to dissuade the healthiest humans. Even being a damaged vampire I am not helpless." He said defensively.

He isn't useless, he will be an asset to the coven. Still, even as he thinks that, the casual throb that's been rocking his vision dies down. There's still an ache, the socket still raw, but traveling would be more possible.

the-journal-of-esher

"I suppose that's true. I didn't bother with the bridge. Found it more precarious and obvious then just braving the water and mountainside. I did not mean to imply you were helpless I was simply trying to explain how non harmful my remedy was."

As they speak, they don't even try and hide it as their eyes examine his injured eye socket, pushing their glasses up their nose and squinting seemingly trying to get a better grasp at what happened without asking vocally.

Pyro feels themselves shrink under the scrutiny. This far, few people know of his injury, sire of course, Abolish who... Pyro doesn't allow himself to think of Abolish right now, and finally Esher.

Pyro recognizes this secret won't last forever but being watched so critically puts him on edge.

"I understand, apologies. I... Am still adjusting to my new position in life. While I don't believe I can get infections as a vampire, I don't want to risk anything infecting my wound so I believed the bridge was my best bet."

#half blind au vsmp #vsmp pyro rp #vsmp rp blog

Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

the-journal-of-esher

It's not long after he's turned around that he hears the pitter patter again and his letter has disappeared and again not long until another takes it's place

"Dear Scholar Pyro,

I understand you may be cautious about my remedy, and I truly understand. If you wish to use it will help but I understand if you decide against it.

As for your question as to if we've met before, if you're asking if I'm from the capital or your school I'd have to say I'm not. The only way we've met is through these letters, but that doesn't mean I haven't seen things. When I sign off as a "curious raccoon" that is for a reason. I truly am a curious person and I have done things to satisfy my curiosity.

If you wish to meet me in person I'd rather it not be in this castle if only for fear of being interrupted. Though I'm sure if you agreed and ventured out to the woods I could find you.

-A Curious Raccoon"

Pyro shifts from foot to foot nervously. Leave the castle? That... Isn't something he's even sure he's allowed.

'sire never said you COULDN'T leave'

That's true... And if he finds out pyro could always inform him that he was trying to learn about a potential threat. As a surprise for sire!

With a nod pyro scribbles down a note, suggesting a secluded spot by the lake. Since the beacon is owned by the vampires, there really is no reason for any of them to visit the lake today.

the-journal-of-esher

Before long that note is snached up too and not before long is it replaced by one in agreement saying that they will wait for him there. And Pyro hears the scurrying of animals through the forest and no more notes come.

Pyro looks around carefully. Sire has been focused on planning with Owen recently so if they are quick, he might never notice pyros absence. On the other hand, pyro hasn't been able to make it across the bridge since his punishment.

With a deep breath pyro quickly strides from the halls and out the doors. Seeing a nearby branch they swipe it, and conveniently he does feel more stable and aware of his surroundings

Despite the assistance, it was a near thing on several instances, pyro thinks as he glances at the frigid murky water below. Knowing he made it past one obstacle though, encouraged him and he found a small confidence in every step.

It wasn't long before the water was visible. It feels like every major turn in his life leads him here. The good and the bad...

the-journal-of-esher

Not too far off is a person cloaked in red clothes if one didn't know better they may say it was owen but this person has brown hair much shorter then Owen's and They seem to notice Pyro and wave him over.

Pyro hesitates for a moment, is he sure of this?

'it's a bit late now, they've already seen you'

"hello, it's ah- lovely weather, no?" Pyro stammers unsure of what to say.

the-journal-of-esher

They towards the sky. Contemplating.

"Slightly cloudy. Though I suppose that is better for someone in your state." They say sounding confident but their hands betray their calm facade as the pick at and fidget with the sleeves of their shirt.

'Ah'

Pyros hand drifts up to his face for a moment, remembering the person before him knows more than they should.

"it. It's manageable. I'm here at least."

the-journal-of-esher

The Person stops picking at their blouse and looks towards him glancing at his eye then nodding

"That's good. I suppose I should probably properly introduce myself."

"It would be nice, to feel as if we're on even ground. Despite the belief I hold that you'll always keep some cards close." His words, despite being a statement help a questioning edge to them.

the-journal-of-esher

"I think that's one belief we share. But I suppose it is only fair I introduce myself."

They Properly turn towards Pyro looking him in the eyes as they speak "My name Is Esher."

"jack Von Pyroscythe, but pyro if you would." He gripped his stick harder uncomfortablly, unsure of what to do.

It felt wrong to have such a formal introduction after everything. Knowing that the person in front of them likely knows more about him than anyone in this cursed town.

the-journal-of-esher

"Yes. I already knew that. I addressed you as such in our correspondence. Has meeting me face to face helped allieve your anxiety about my remedy?"

They keep a strong tone and their face devoid of emotions. They speak formally and dress fancy but something is off whether it be their clothes not fitting quite right, the way they carry themselves or simply their ability to be comfortable and seemingly work well in nature, Esher is not from money.

Pyro ducked his head in embarrassment. Sure he remembered the fact that this person, Esher, already knew but his parents training impressed the need for formal introductions. Another screwed habit he'd have to break.

"right I... I suppose that is what I suggested." Pyro hesitates, pulling the vial from his pocket. It didn't look dangerous,

'would you even know what danger looked like?'

With a quick glance for reassurance, he tips the vial back, knowing if he didn't then the whole trip would have been a useless risk.

the-journal-of-esher

They speak calmly, no hint of a lie as they speak "Go ahead. I made it for you. I have appreciated our letters back and forth and I simply wished you feel better." Esher glances at the stick being used as a cane and Pyro's eye before they speak again "I would say the trip here was much more dangerous then that vile ever could be."

"it was fine. I mean. I managed. The bridge is supposed to dissuade the healthiest humans. Even being a damaged vampire I am not helpless." He said defensively.

He isn't useless, he will be an asset to the coven. Still, even as he thinks that, the casual throb that's been rocking his vision dies down. There's still an ache, the socket still raw, but traveling would be more possible.

#half blind au vsmp #vsmp pyro rp

Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

the-journal-of-esher

It's not long after he's turned around that he hears the pitter patter again and his letter has disappeared and again not long until another takes it's place

"Dear Scholar Pyro,

I understand you may be cautious about my remedy, and I truly understand. If you wish to use it will help but I understand if you decide against it.

As for your question as to if we've met before, if you're asking if I'm from the capital or your school I'd have to say I'm not. The only way we've met is through these letters, but that doesn't mean I haven't seen things. When I sign off as a "curious raccoon" that is for a reason. I truly am a curious person and I have done things to satisfy my curiosity.

If you wish to meet me in person I'd rather it not be in this castle if only for fear of being interrupted. Though I'm sure if you agreed and ventured out to the woods I could find you.

-A Curious Raccoon"

Pyro shifts from foot to foot nervously. Leave the castle? That... Isn't something he's even sure he's allowed.

'sire never said you COULDN'T leave'

That's true... And if he finds out pyro could always inform him that he was trying to learn about a potential threat. As a surprise for sire!

With a nod pyro scribbles down a note, suggesting a secluded spot by the lake. Since the beacon is owned by the vampires, there really is no reason for any of them to visit the lake today.

the-journal-of-esher

Before long that note is snached up too and not before long is it replaced by one in agreement saying that they will wait for him there. And Pyro hears the scurrying of animals through the forest and no more notes come.

Pyro looks around carefully. Sire has been focused on planning with Owen recently so if they are quick, he might never notice pyros absence. On the other hand, pyro hasn't been able to make it across the bridge since his punishment.

With a deep breath pyro quickly strides from the halls and out the doors. Seeing a nearby branch they swipe it, and conveniently he does feel more stable and aware of his surroundings

Despite the assistance, it was a near thing on several instances, pyro thinks as he glances at the frigid murky water below. Knowing he made it past one obstacle though, encouraged him and he found a small confidence in every step.

It wasn't long before the water was visible. It feels like every major turn in his life leads him here. The good and the bad...

the-journal-of-esher

Not too far off is a person cloaked in red clothes if one didn't know better they may say it was owen but this person has brown hair much shorter then Owen's and They seem to notice Pyro and wave him over.

Pyro hesitates for a moment, is he sure of this?

'it's a bit late now, they've already seen you'

"hello, it's ah- lovely weather, no?" Pyro stammers unsure of what to say.

the-journal-of-esher

They towards the sky. Contemplating.

"Slightly cloudy. Though I suppose that is better for someone in your state." They say sounding confident but their hands betray their calm facade as the pick at and fidget with the sleeves of their shirt.

'Ah'

Pyros hand drifts up to his face for a moment, remembering the person before him knows more than they should.

"it. It's manageable. I'm here at least."

the-journal-of-esher

The Person stops picking at their blouse and looks towards him glancing at his eye then nodding

"That's good. I suppose I should probably properly introduce myself."

"It would be nice, to feel as if we're on even ground. Despite the belief I hold that you'll always keep some cards close." His words, despite being a statement help a questioning edge to them.

the-journal-of-esher

"I think that's one belief we share. But I suppose it is only fair I introduce myself."

They Properly turn towards Pyro looking him in the eyes as they speak "My name Is Esher."

"jack Von Pyroscythe, but pyro if you would." He gripped his stick harder uncomfortablly, unsure of what to do.

It felt wrong to have such a formal introduction after everything. Knowing that the person in front of them likely knows more about him than anyone in this cursed town.

the-journal-of-esher

"Yes. I already knew that. I addressed you as such in our correspondence. Has meeting me face to face helped allieve your anxiety about my remedy?"

They keep a strong tone and their face devoid of emotions. They speak formally and dress fancy but something is off whether it be their clothes not fitting quite right, the way they carry themselves or simply their ability to be comfortable and seemingly work well in nature, Esher is not from money.

Pyro ducked his head in embarrassment. Sure he remembered the fact that this person, Esher, already knew but his parents training impressed the need for formal introductions. Another screwed habit he'd have to break.

"right I... I suppose that is what I suggested." Pyro hesitates, pulling the vial from his pocket. It didn't look dangerous,

'would you even know what danger looked like?'

With a quick glance for reassurance, he tips the vial back, knowing if he didn't then the whole trip would have been a useless risk.

#half blind au vsmp #vsmp rp #vampires pyro rp blog

Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

the-journal-of-esher

It's not long after he's turned around that he hears the pitter patter again and his letter has disappeared and again not long until another takes it's place

"Dear Scholar Pyro,

I understand you may be cautious about my remedy, and I truly understand. If you wish to use it will help but I understand if you decide against it.

As for your question as to if we've met before, if you're asking if I'm from the capital or your school I'd have to say I'm not. The only way we've met is through these letters, but that doesn't mean I haven't seen things. When I sign off as a "curious raccoon" that is for a reason. I truly am a curious person and I have done things to satisfy my curiosity.

If you wish to meet me in person I'd rather it not be in this castle if only for fear of being interrupted. Though I'm sure if you agreed and ventured out to the woods I could find you.

-A Curious Raccoon"

Pyro shifts from foot to foot nervously. Leave the castle? That... Isn't something he's even sure he's allowed.

'sire never said you COULDN'T leave'

That's true... And if he finds out pyro could always inform him that he was trying to learn about a potential threat. As a surprise for sire!

With a nod pyro scribbles down a note, suggesting a secluded spot by the lake. Since the beacon is owned by the vampires, there really is no reason for any of them to visit the lake today.

the-journal-of-esher

Before long that note is snached up too and not before long is it replaced by one in agreement saying that they will wait for him there. And Pyro hears the scurrying of animals through the forest and no more notes come.

Pyro looks around carefully. Sire has been focused on planning with Owen recently so if they are quick, he might never notice pyros absence. On the other hand, pyro hasn't been able to make it across the bridge since his punishment.

With a deep breath pyro quickly strides from the halls and out the doors. Seeing a nearby branch they swipe it, and conveniently he does feel more stable and aware of his surroundings

Despite the assistance, it was a near thing on several instances, pyro thinks as he glances at the frigid murky water below. Knowing he made it past one obstacle though, encouraged him and he found a small confidence in every step.

It wasn't long before the water was visible. It feels like every major turn in his life leads him here. The good and the bad...

the-journal-of-esher

Not too far off is a person cloaked in red clothes if one didn't know better they may say it was owen but this person has brown hair much shorter then Owen's and They seem to notice Pyro and wave him over.

Pyro hesitates for a moment, is he sure of this?

'it's a bit late now, they've already seen you'

"hello, it's ah- lovely weather, no?" Pyro stammers unsure of what to say.

the-journal-of-esher

They towards the sky. Contemplating.

"Slightly cloudy. Though I suppose that is better for someone in your state." They say sounding confident but their hands betray their calm facade as the pick at and fidget with the sleeves of their shirt.

'Ah'

Pyros hand drifts up to his face for a moment, remembering the person before him knows more than they should.

"it. It's manageable. I'm here at least."

the-journal-of-esher

The Person stops picking at their blouse and looks towards him glancing at his eye then nodding

"That's good. I suppose I should probably properly introduce myself."

"It would be nice, to feel as if we're on even ground. Despite the belief I hold that you'll always keep some cards close." His words, despite being a statement help a questioning edge to them.

the-journal-of-esher

"I think that's one belief we share. But I suppose it is only fair I introduce myself."

They Properly turn towards Pyro looking him in the eyes as they speak "My name Is Esher."

"jack Von Pyroscythe, but pyro if you would." He gripped his stick harder uncomfortablly, unsure of what to do.

It felt wrong to have such a formal introduction after everything. Knowing that the person in front of them likely knows more about him than anyone in this cursed town.

#half blind au vsmp #vsmp rp #vsmp pyro rp

Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

the-journal-of-esher

It's not long after he's turned around that he hears the pitter patter again and his letter has disappeared and again not long until another takes it's place

"Dear Scholar Pyro,

I understand you may be cautious about my remedy, and I truly understand. If you wish to use it will help but I understand if you decide against it.

As for your question as to if we've met before, if you're asking if I'm from the capital or your school I'd have to say I'm not. The only way we've met is through these letters, but that doesn't mean I haven't seen things. When I sign off as a "curious raccoon" that is for a reason. I truly am a curious person and I have done things to satisfy my curiosity.

If you wish to meet me in person I'd rather it not be in this castle if only for fear of being interrupted. Though I'm sure if you agreed and ventured out to the woods I could find you.

-A Curious Raccoon"

Pyro shifts from foot to foot nervously. Leave the castle? That... Isn't something he's even sure he's allowed.

'sire never said you COULDN'T leave'

That's true... And if he finds out pyro could always inform him that he was trying to learn about a potential threat. As a surprise for sire!

With a nod pyro scribbles down a note, suggesting a secluded spot by the lake. Since the beacon is owned by the vampires, there really is no reason for any of them to visit the lake today.

the-journal-of-esher

Before long that note is snached up too and not before long is it replaced by one in agreement saying that they will wait for him there. And Pyro hears the scurrying of animals through the forest and no more notes come.

Pyro looks around carefully. Sire has been focused on planning with Owen recently so if they are quick, he might never notice pyros absence. On the other hand, pyro hasn't been able to make it across the bridge since his punishment.

With a deep breath pyro quickly strides from the halls and out the doors. Seeing a nearby branch they swipe it, and conveniently he does feel more stable and aware of his surroundings

Despite the assistance, it was a near thing on several instances, pyro thinks as he glances at the frigid murky water below. Knowing he made it past one obstacle though, encouraged him and he found a small confidence in every step.

It wasn't long before the water was visible. It feels like every major turn in his life leads him here. The good and the bad...

the-journal-of-esher

Not too far off is a person cloaked in red clothes if one didn't know better they may say it was owen but this person has brown hair much shorter then Owen's and They seem to notice Pyro and wave him over.

Pyro hesitates for a moment, is he sure of this?

'it's a bit late now, they've already seen you'

"hello, it's ah- lovely weather, no?" Pyro stammers unsure of what to say.

the-journal-of-esher

They towards the sky. Contemplating.

"Slightly cloudy. Though I suppose that is better for someone in your state." They say sounding confident but their hands betray their calm facade as the pick at and fidget with the sleeves of their shirt.

'Ah'

Pyros hand drifts up to his face for a moment, remembering the person before him knows more than they should.

"it. It's manageable. I'm here at least."

the-journal-of-esher

The Person stops picking at their blouse and looks towards him glancing at his eye then nodding

"That's good. I suppose I should probably properly introduce myself."

"It would be nice, to feel as if we're on even ground. Despite the belief I hold that you'll always keep some cards close." His words, despite being a statement help a questioning edge to them.

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Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

the-journal-of-esher

It's not long after he's turned around that he hears the pitter patter again and his letter has disappeared and again not long until another takes it's place

"Dear Scholar Pyro,

I understand you may be cautious about my remedy, and I truly understand. If you wish to use it will help but I understand if you decide against it.

As for your question as to if we've met before, if you're asking if I'm from the capital or your school I'd have to say I'm not. The only way we've met is through these letters, but that doesn't mean I haven't seen things. When I sign off as a "curious raccoon" that is for a reason. I truly am a curious person and I have done things to satisfy my curiosity.

If you wish to meet me in person I'd rather it not be in this castle if only for fear of being interrupted. Though I'm sure if you agreed and ventured out to the woods I could find you.

-A Curious Raccoon"

Pyro shifts from foot to foot nervously. Leave the castle? That... Isn't something he's even sure he's allowed.

'sire never said you COULDN'T leave'

That's true... And if he finds out pyro could always inform him that he was trying to learn about a potential threat. As a surprise for sire!

With a nod pyro scribbles down a note, suggesting a secluded spot by the lake. Since the beacon is owned by the vampires, there really is no reason for any of them to visit the lake today.

the-journal-of-esher

Before long that note is snached up too and not before long is it replaced by one in agreement saying that they will wait for him there. And Pyro hears the scurrying of animals through the forest and no more notes come.

Pyro looks around carefully. Sire has been focused on planning with Owen recently so if they are quick, he might never notice pyros absence. On the other hand, pyro hasn't been able to make it across the bridge since his punishment.

With a deep breath pyro quickly strides from the halls and out the doors. Seeing a nearby branch they swipe it, and conveniently he does feel more stable and aware of his surroundings

Despite the assistance, it was a near thing on several instances, pyro thinks as he glances at the frigid murky water below. Knowing he made it past one obstacle though, encouraged him and he found a small confidence in every step.

It wasn't long before the water was visible. It feels like every major turn in his life leads him here. The good and the bad...

the-journal-of-esher

Not too far off is a person cloaked in red clothes if one didn't know better they may say it was owen but this person has brown hair much shorter then Owen's and They seem to notice Pyro and wave him over.

Pyro hesitates for a moment, is he sure of this?

'it's a bit late now, they've already seen you'

"hello, it's ah- lovely weather, no?" Pyro stammers unsure of what to say.

the-journal-of-esher

They towards the sky. Contemplating.

"Slightly cloudy. Though I suppose that is better for someone in your state." They say sounding confident but their hands betray their calm facade as the pick at and fidget with the sleeves of their shirt.

'Ah'

Pyros hand drifts up to his face for a moment, remembering the person before him knows more than they should.

"it. It's manageable. I'm here at least."

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Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

the-journal-of-esher

It's not long after he's turned around that he hears the pitter patter again and his letter has disappeared and again not long until another takes it's place

"Dear Scholar Pyro,

I understand you may be cautious about my remedy, and I truly understand. If you wish to use it will help but I understand if you decide against it.

As for your question as to if we've met before, if you're asking if I'm from the capital or your school I'd have to say I'm not. The only way we've met is through these letters, but that doesn't mean I haven't seen things. When I sign off as a "curious raccoon" that is for a reason. I truly am a curious person and I have done things to satisfy my curiosity.

If you wish to meet me in person I'd rather it not be in this castle if only for fear of being interrupted. Though I'm sure if you agreed and ventured out to the woods I could find you.

-A Curious Raccoon"

Pyro shifts from foot to foot nervously. Leave the castle? That... Isn't something he's even sure he's allowed.

'sire never said you COULDN'T leave'

That's true... And if he finds out pyro could always inform him that he was trying to learn about a potential threat. As a surprise for sire!

With a nod pyro scribbles down a note, suggesting a secluded spot by the lake. Since the beacon is owned by the vampires, there really is no reason for any of them to visit the lake today.

the-journal-of-esher

Before long that note is snached up too and not before long is it replaced by one in agreement saying that they will wait for him there. And Pyro hears the scurrying of animals through the forest and no more notes come.

Pyro looks around carefully. Sire has been focused on planning with Owen recently so if they are quick, he might never notice pyros absence. On the other hand, pyro hasn't been able to make it across the bridge since his punishment.

With a deep breath pyro quickly strides from the halls and out the doors. Seeing a nearby branch they swipe it, and conveniently he does feel more stable and aware of his surroundings

Despite the assistance, it was a near thing on several instances, pyro thinks as he glances at the frigid murky water below. Knowing he made it past one obstacle though, encouraged him and he found a small confidence in every step.

It wasn't long before the water was visible. It feels like every major turn in his life leads him here. The good and the bad...

the-journal-of-esher

Not too far off is a person cloaked in red clothes if one didn't know better they may say it was owen but this person has brown hair much shorter then Owen's and They seem to notice Pyro and wave him over.

Pyro hesitates for a moment, is he sure of this?

'it's a bit late now, they've already seen you'

"hello, it's ah- lovely weather, no?" Pyro stammers unsure of what to say.

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Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

the-journal-of-esher

It's not long after he's turned around that he hears the pitter patter again and his letter has disappeared and again not long until another takes it's place

"Dear Scholar Pyro,

I understand you may be cautious about my remedy, and I truly understand. If you wish to use it will help but I understand if you decide against it.

As for your question as to if we've met before, if you're asking if I'm from the capital or your school I'd have to say I'm not. The only way we've met is through these letters, but that doesn't mean I haven't seen things. When I sign off as a "curious raccoon" that is for a reason. I truly am a curious person and I have done things to satisfy my curiosity.

If you wish to meet me in person I'd rather it not be in this castle if only for fear of being interrupted. Though I'm sure if you agreed and ventured out to the woods I could find you.

-A Curious Raccoon"

Pyro shifts from foot to foot nervously. Leave the castle? That... Isn't something he's even sure he's allowed.

'sire never said you COULDN'T leave'

That's true... And if he finds out pyro could always inform him that he was trying to learn about a potential threat. As a surprise for sire!

With a nod pyro scribbles down a note, suggesting a secluded spot by the lake. Since the beacon is owned by the vampires, there really is no reason for any of them to visit the lake today.

the-journal-of-esher

Before long that note is snached up too and not before long is it replaced by one in agreement saying that they will wait for him there. And Pyro hears the scurrying of animals through the forest and no more notes come.

Pyro looks around carefully. Sire has been focused on planning with Owen recently so if they are quick, he might never notice pyros absence. On the other hand, pyro hasn't been able to make it across the bridge since his punishment.

With a deep breath pyro quickly strides from the halls and out the doors. Seeing a nearby branch they swipe it, and conveniently he does feel more stable and aware of his surroundings

Despite the assistance, it was a near thing on several instances, pyro thinks as he glances at the frigid murky water below. Knowing he made it past one obstacle though, encouraged him and he found a small confidence in every step.

It wasn't long before the water was visible. It feels like every major turn in his life leads him here. The good and the bad...

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Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

the-journal-of-esher

It's not long after he's turned around that he hears the pitter patter again and his letter has disappeared and again not long until another takes it's place

"Dear Scholar Pyro,

I understand you may be cautious about my remedy, and I truly understand. If you wish to use it will help but I understand if you decide against it.

As for your question as to if we've met before, if you're asking if I'm from the capital or your school I'd have to say I'm not. The only way we've met is through these letters, but that doesn't mean I haven't seen things. When I sign off as a "curious raccoon" that is for a reason. I truly am a curious person and I have done things to satisfy my curiosity.

If you wish to meet me in person I'd rather it not be in this castle if only for fear of being interrupted. Though I'm sure if you agreed and ventured out to the woods I could find you.

-A Curious Raccoon"

Pyro shifts from foot to foot nervously. Leave the castle? That... Isn't something he's even sure he's allowed.

'sire never said you COULDN'T leave'

That's true... And if he finds out pyro could always inform him that he was trying to learn about a potential threat. As a surprise for sire!

With a nod pyro scribbles down a note, suggesting a secluded spot by the lake. Since the beacon is owned by the vampires, there really is no reason for any of them to visit the lake today.

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Timeline: EP 1-2 // Scott & Pyro RP.

Scott hummed a tune idly as he walked up into town, searching for a particular house. His arms behind his back as always. Now, back in his day, he had a lot more time with his fledglings. More time to nurture and get them up to speed, vampirism can be terribly hard on the body especially right after being turned. And for someone so young too. So he decided that since everyone seemed to be out of town today, he'd try to get Pyro alone in his house without Apo there to interrupt. In his coat pocket was a small bottle of blood for Pyro to feed off of, not a humans, but it would do for the fledglings first time. Pyro was his fledgling, so he had to take care of him after all.

He walked up to the door and knocked on it twice. "Pyroooo? It's me, Scott. Can I come in?" He asked. He had seen Apo out a bit ago, and hadn't seen Pyro, so he hoped that meant he was home. He didn't have all day to wait after all, and he didn't want to come back later. But Pyro had just been turned, so he should be home to rest up anyway. He'd need it.

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Sires voice echos in his head, as if yelled only inches away. Pyro let's out a pained groan, curling in on himself pillow over his head in an attempt to muffle all the sensations of the world.

Still, something in him fights him to be respectful 'because his SIRE is asking to be let in and he hasn't answered yet and how long have I been curled up in agony?'

With a shaky voice pyro whispers "come in." It scraped his throat in an uncomfortable way, reminding him how 'empty I feel. Thirsty, so thirsty, consume, food, need please feed me'

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Pyro hums old holiday songs as he wander the room he's claimed as his study adjusting the decorations he's spent the last couple days making. They might not be the expensive quality of his home but it still makes him smile to see.

Taking a step back, he looks at the menorah, two candles lit already, indicating the first night of hanukkah.

[ANYONE CAN REPLY]

elizabeth-thronhill

there is a gentle but firm knock at the front door.

“hello? Is anyone home?” A female voice that pyro doesn’t recognize calls out after the knock.

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Pyro freezes, confused. Someone new? Likely a vampire if they are in the catacombs...

He walks over and opens the door.

"hello? I don't believe we've met?"

elizabeth-thronhill

Elizabeth smiles a gentle closed lip smile. she tries to hide her shock at the appearance of the one who came to the door. “No I can’t imagine we have! I hate to admit it but I got a little … turned around in the woods. I haven’t seen anyone other than a pretty frightened girl out in the woods. She said there was a town near by but I got lost again as soon as I left her unfortunately. Unless this is the town she meant? It’s a lovely castle!”

she stepped back to admire the architecture, her glasses chain clinking slightly as she looked up.

"oh I see, yes. We worked hard to get it to look just right." He laughs quietly. Honestly, even though pyro didn't design the castle, he is proud of what he contributed.

"the town isn't all that far from here. Across the bridge you should find a path. If you just follow it, it'll lead you to Oakhurst. I'd offer to take you but... Id really rather not leave my candles unattended." He gives a remorseful grin.

He wasn't LYING per say. He didn't want to let them burn anything down. But also he recognized that he is less than welcome at the village and would rather not have to deal with holy water burns again.

elizabeth-thronhill

”oh?” She murmurs in curiosity trying to glance over his shoulder. “Candles?” Her voice and face were filled with pure curiosity as she looked at him waiting for him to elaborate

He shifts carefully trying to assess the lady in front of him.

'Well, it's never fun to celebrate alone, is it?' pyro thinks to themself as he steps aside gesturing to the candelabra on his desk.

"I was just decorating for tonight. If I've been tracking the days correctly tonight starts the eight days of hanukkah."

elizabeth-thronhill

her eyes lit up as she looked around his space. She didn’t enter though, shifting slightly outside the door. “Oh! How fun! I didn’t realize Hanukkah was so close! I also didn’t realize this was your home! I just assumed it was some sort of cellar until I heard sounds.” She stepped back and motioned down the hall to the staircase leading out of the catacombs. “I took a tumble down that hole. I didn’t mean to interrupt you.” She explained with her ever present smile. She was always careful not to lift her lips when she smiled and he likely could tell.

"oh! That makes sense, trust me I've taken many a tumble down those. Honestly si- Scott is the only one who can reliably use those stairs" he laughs, carefully glazing over his near misspeak.

"I set up my space down here before we started working on the castle, at this point it's just a matter of convenience that's kept me from relocating, y'know?"

elizabeth-thronhill

”ah ok!” Elizabeth smiled politely and continued to stand awkwardly at the door. She had no idea if this man wanted her to come inside his small room but she didn’t want to blatantly reveal herself if she didn’t have to. Even if the other was clearly a vampire. Probably. She really shouldn’t assume. “I suppose I should ask while I’m here, are you the one in charge here? I’m hoping to set up a clinic or medical training in town somewhere and as much as I could just do it, I’ve found that getting permission from the people in charge always helps”

she smiled softly again as she spoke. She really would just set up shop but the whole area reeked of elder vampires and claimed territory. Oddly two or three separate smells lingered and fighting for dominance in her senses. Even down here everything smelled confusing. She couldn’t tell by scent if this vampire was in charge or not the territorial claim coating everything

"Oh, no. Officially there isn't a person in charge of the town. Well. No I suppose that isn't true, theres been speak of Cleo being elected as mayor or something. I struggle to follow along with their current events if I'm being honest. Now of the castle you could say our leader is Scott, he is the owner of said manor and the one to... Include us. But if you ask Owen he'd disagree with Scotts leadership." Pyro rambles on, really the power division is terribly interesting if you ask him.

"sorry, don't mind me. The town would of course welcome any help, although you won't be the first doctor. We have Dr. Legundo, he's from the capital you see. OH! mind my manners, would you like to come in?" He offers, realizing they've been having this conversation in a doorway this whole time. Where did his upbringing go?

elizabeth-thronhill

Elizabeth blinked in confusion at all the new names and information she has received in such a short time. She doesn’t quite know what to do with it all if she’s honest with herself. Though if there was no one really in charge that would explain all the different smells. His room seemed to be much less of an assault on the senses, with him being the only one seemingly laying claim to the small area, so when he offered an invitation inside she smiled and moved slightly forward as she replied

“If it’s alright with you!” Besides this young vampire was quite interesting. She could spend some time getting to know him before going into town and talking to whoever Cleo was and assessing the current doctor’s set up.

"of course, it's dangerous at night anyway. Even those used to the area rarely travel alone nowadays. Please sit! May I offer you some tea? I might have some stale biscuits somewhere if you have any interest?" He offers with a smile, gesturing to the arm chairs he spent weeks restoring from some forgotten corner of the catacombs.

At the time it had felt unnecessary considering no one here cares for a casual chat but apparently it was a good idea after all.

elizabeth-thronhill

Elizabeth couldn’t help the smirk that crossed her face at his warning of danger (her fang peaked out over her lips briefly before disappearing again). She was confident she could handle any danger the night might threaten her but she kept that to herself. “I would love tea if you have some!”

Pyros brow furrows as he considers the person in front of them. Clearly something supernatural, at the least. Shaking himself from thought, they go about finding their tea.

'do I use my affordable green tea or the fancy lavender I swiped from mother?' he thinks sarcastically as he prepares his mother's blend. Not like it's palatable to him nowadays.

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Pyro sees a glimpse of Grey in his vision or at least what's left to it. There is the distinct sound of the pitter patter of paws against stone as well though. When he turns around he sees a letter and a vial of liquid. In the letter it says,

"Dear Scholar Pyro, sorry for the late response but I've found the ingredients for my remedy. Though definitely not as good as what the Doc could make it should help alleviate some of the pain.

As for your inquiry as to my location, I'm not from the area but have been around. I've actually come for similar reasons to you from what I've gathered though not the exact same.

-sincerely a Curious Raccoon"

The vial next to the letter seems to be some form of water infused with flowers and herbs

-@the-journal-of-Esher

Pyro rolls the vial between his hands curiously. Should he use it? Can he trust a vial from someone he's never met? Is he even allowed to take something? Will sire punish him for easing his punishment? Where did these items even come from?

With a sigh pyro sits on the ground and pulls out his writing set.

"once again I find myself writing to you 'curious raccoon',

What does that say about me, I ponder, as I find myself inexplicably trusting you. That, I fear, will eventually be my downfall. Regardless, I find myself cautious about taking a remedy from someone I haven't even seen.

You claim your reasoning for coming to this town is similar to my own, and yet I don't believe you know me to the point of knowing my intentions. Are you someone I've met before?

Please don't take my caution as a commentary on your character, rather my need for survival in a world where everyone has a motivation. I can only feel at ease when I know that such motivation won't go against my livelihood as I'm sure you understand.

Maybe one day we can sit down and have a chat. Until then, I feel as though I should hold onto the vial you gifted me. In all respects I'm not even sure I'm allowed to ease my puni injury

As always, jack von pyroscythe

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Pyro hums old holiday songs as he wander the room he's claimed as his study adjusting the decorations he's spent the last couple days making. They might not be the expensive quality of his home but it still makes him smile to see.

Taking a step back, he looks at the menorah, two candles lit already, indicating the first night of hanukkah.

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elizabeth-thronhill

there is a gentle but firm knock at the front door.

“hello? Is anyone home?” A female voice that pyro doesn’t recognize calls out after the knock.

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Pyro freezes, confused. Someone new? Likely a vampire if they are in the catacombs...

He walks over and opens the door.

"hello? I don't believe we've met?"

elizabeth-thronhill

Elizabeth smiles a gentle closed lip smile. she tries to hide her shock at the appearance of the one who came to the door. “No I can’t imagine we have! I hate to admit it but I got a little … turned around in the woods. I haven’t seen anyone other than a pretty frightened girl out in the woods. She said there was a town near by but I got lost again as soon as I left her unfortunately. Unless this is the town she meant? It’s a lovely castle!”

she stepped back to admire the architecture, her glasses chain clinking slightly as she looked up.

"oh I see, yes. We worked hard to get it to look just right." He laughs quietly. Honestly, even though pyro didn't design the castle, he is proud of what he contributed.

"the town isn't all that far from here. Across the bridge you should find a path. If you just follow it, it'll lead you to Oakhurst. I'd offer to take you but... Id really rather not leave my candles unattended." He gives a remorseful grin.

He wasn't LYING per say. He didn't want to let them burn anything down. But also he recognized that he is less than welcome at the village and would rather not have to deal with holy water burns again.

elizabeth-thronhill

”oh?” She murmurs in curiosity trying to glance over his shoulder. “Candles?” Her voice and face were filled with pure curiosity as she looked at him waiting for him to elaborate

He shifts carefully trying to assess the lady in front of him.

'Well, it's never fun to celebrate alone, is it?' pyro thinks to themself as he steps aside gesturing to the candelabra on his desk.

"I was just decorating for tonight. If I've been tracking the days correctly tonight starts the eight days of hanukkah."

elizabeth-thronhill

her eyes lit up as she looked around his space. She didn’t enter though, shifting slightly outside the door. “Oh! How fun! I didn’t realize Hanukkah was so close! I also didn’t realize this was your home! I just assumed it was some sort of cellar until I heard sounds.” She stepped back and motioned down the hall to the staircase leading out of the catacombs. “I took a tumble down that hole. I didn’t mean to interrupt you.” She explained with her ever present smile. She was always careful not to lift her lips when she smiled and he likely could tell.

"oh! That makes sense, trust me I've taken many a tumble down those. Honestly si- Scott is the only one who can reliably use those stairs" he laughs, carefully glazing over his near misspeak.

"I set up my space down here before we started working on the castle, at this point it's just a matter of convenience that's kept me from relocating, y'know?"

elizabeth-thronhill

”ah ok!” Elizabeth smiled politely and continued to stand awkwardly at the door. She had no idea if this man wanted her to come inside his small room but she didn’t want to blatantly reveal herself if she didn’t have to. Even if the other was clearly a vampire. Probably. She really shouldn’t assume. “I suppose I should ask while I’m here, are you the one in charge here? I’m hoping to set up a clinic or medical training in town somewhere and as much as I could just do it, I’ve found that getting permission from the people in charge always helps”

she smiled softly again as she spoke. She really would just set up shop but the whole area reeked of elder vampires and claimed territory. Oddly two or three separate smells lingered and fighting for dominance in her senses. Even down here everything smelled confusing. She couldn’t tell by scent if this vampire was in charge or not the territorial claim coating everything

"Oh, no. Officially there isn't a person in charge of the town. Well. No I suppose that isn't true, theres been speak of Cleo being elected as mayor or something. I struggle to follow along with their current events if I'm being honest. Now of the castle you could say our leader is Scott, he is the owner of said manor and the one to... Include us. But if you ask Owen he'd disagree with Scotts leadership." Pyro rambles on, really the power division is terribly interesting if you ask him.

"sorry, don't mind me. The town would of course welcome any help, although you won't be the first doctor. We have Dr. Legundo, he's from the capital you see. OH! mind my manners, would you like to come in?" He offers, realizing they've been having this conversation in a doorway this whole time. Where did his upbringing go?

elizabeth-thronhill

Elizabeth blinked in confusion at all the new names and information she has received in such a short time. She doesn’t quite know what to do with it all if she’s honest with herself. Though if there was no one really in charge that would explain all the different smells. His room seemed to be much less of an assault on the senses, with him being the only one seemingly laying claim to the small area, so when he offered an invitation inside she smiled and moved slightly forward as she replied

“If it’s alright with you!” Besides this young vampire was quite interesting. She could spend some time getting to know him before going into town and talking to whoever Cleo was and assessing the current doctor’s set up.

"of course, it's dangerous at night anyway. Even those used to the area rarely travel alone nowadays. Please sit! May I offer you some tea? I might have some stale biscuits somewhere if you have any interest?" He offers with a smile, gesturing to the arm chairs he spent weeks restoring from some forgotten corner of the catacombs.

At the time it had felt unnecessary considering no one here cares for a casual chat but apparently it was a good idea after all.

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