Julian relaxed and looked around. He had been there before but for some reason it felt different with Maison in there. It had a different... Feel to it. Asra's was more cool and relaxed, while Maison's was more warm and homey feeling.
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After Asra left and Maison told the Countess fortune he sat down to process all of it. The countess did say that he was special somehow ? Yet the apprentice wasn’t sure about that. Maybe he was only special because he was Asra’s apprentice ? He shook those thoughts when his small feathered friend landed on one of his shoulders and started to chirp. The mage chuckled and understood he shouldn’t dwell on such things. So he moved to check that the front door was closed and then proceeded to get some sweet treats for himself and some nectar for his hummingbird. He hummed softly as he moved with the other to the room filled with herbs and other magical items
Of course not, little monty. I’m a purely metaphorical being.
To my dearest Count, what ever happened to your promise of more kisses?
They will come, just be patient my love.
Julian watched, stunned as a man transformed into a wolf. A man. Into a wolf. One of the weirder things he’s seen to tell you the truth. He only heard of these types of people in myth, but now, to see one in person. It was shocking, to say the least. He stayed crouched as he watched the other wolves and the one that protected him face each other. Thankfully the others left. Julian’s heart pounded as he looked at the form in front of himself. He blinked a few times to make sure he wasn’t imagining it. Maybe he was dreaming? Or hallucinating, maybe his food got spiked. No, this was definitely real. A werewolf just protected him. He slowly stood up on shaky legs. “Well, that was a very cool trick. Can, well, can you turn back?” Julian asks, already taking a step back just in case he had to run.
Vincent was hunting. Keeping to himself as usual. Barely on the edge of the woods as he chased a rabbit that far. He was just barely far enough to hear it. The sound of the ferals. Something was wrong. They were howling and Vincent could hear their hearts racing. They were hunting something as well. That didn’t bode well.
Vincent tied the rabbit off to his belt and took off in the direction of the sound. Finding the source of the other wolves delight. Some poor soul seemed to have found himself in their territory. He ran into the clearing and yelled to the man as he dropped his bow and arrows, “Get down!” As he saw one of the ferals emerging from the tree line.
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Portia.... I have some sad news. While I love you and Pepi, I’m afraid I can’t visit as often anymore. I’m allergic to cats. ( ; w ; )
Oh no! I can come to you if that's ok? Maybe you can show me some places I haven't seen before! We can go on a tiny adventure!
"It should take a few weeks before you'll be safe to do any physical exercise, unless you heal faster." Julian says, now wiping off the sweat.
"Thank you it's much appreciated. I had to, well, leave the city rather quickly. I'll be glad to help with medicine, and even teach you which plants are good for what." Julian offers. It's honestly the least he could do.
Seth took his hand and smiled back. “That’s pretty useful. We can use magic but healing spells just don’t come to us. So you helped a lot.” He said softly before sighing. Peering back up at vincent he smirked. “This mean I’m grounded?”
Vincent tussled the smaller male’s hair and hummed. “Very. At least till you heal up properly. And Julian you are more than welcome to stay here as long as you need. I’ll go hunting tomorrow for deer.” He said before moving to give Julian and Seth the stew he had poured for all three of them.
Seth took a few bites and sighed. “So what brought a doctor all the way out into the woods?”
"Yeah, Portia she's… she's really nice. Has a cute cat, you should see her home, it's rather quaint. Now, what is a lot is having all of Nadia's family there." Julian says.
At the comment on his shirt he glanced down and blushed, fumbling to at least button a few. Most were used to him being half undressed, but he did want to make a good impression.
"Sorry about that. If this person were to be sober and clothed, where could they pick you up?" Julian asks.
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He gladly took the bread and slowly nibbled on it. Wouldn’t do him any good to get sick all over someone he just met. And a pretty someone too.
“Thanks,” he said, nodding his head. “I agree with you on the stuffy part. I’m sure you’d like the people in it though.” He couldn’t help but think of Portia, he smiled fondly before shaking his head slightly.
“This city has a lot to offer, full of people from all over. It can get overwhelming, so having someone who knows the city helps.” He says, smirking slightly.
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“Maybe…I met the Countess and her handmaiden. I think her name is Portia? She’s sweet. But everyone else there is..Uppity. Especially the Countess’ court.” Ellyon rolled her eyes remembering their introductions. She listened to him about the city. She saw his smirk and had one of her own.
“Then perhaps this someone can show me around? When he’s sober and his shirt is buttoned up.” Ellyon laughed lightly and leaned back on her chair, watching him carefully. She wanted to be sure if he fell, she’d catch him.
Julian blinked a few times. "Outdated? Leeches aren't outdated! And what are you talking about graduating? Plus, you're just a kid, where are your parents?"
"You're not a real doctor, are you?"
Wh-what? Of course I’m a real doctor! I’ve got leeches and everything! I can heal you anyone, here let me show you.
Julian slumped into the chair.
"Never better." He huffs out. "Thank you." He says, poking at where his wound should be. Magic is so odd, he thought to himself. He didn't understand how it worked, but magicians probably didn't know how his science worked either.
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Astrid was exhausted from her travels. She finally relaxed in the chair. Her eyes grew heavy as she felt sleep come over her. Suddenly she heard a crash and shot up. She snapped her fingers and the whole room was lit. Hazel eyes searched the room when it finally fell on the masked figure standing before her. She clenched her fists, magic glowing from her hand.
“It’s not polite to barge into someone’s home.” She warned.
//Hugging Julian anon// *At the Rowdy Raven* What drink do you recommend for the mood to be set?
I'm always down for a good ale, no matter the mood. There's one that is my favorite, I'll order two for us.
//Hugging Julian anon// I'm not a good dancer but I'd love to try! *takes him by the hand and leads the way*
I'm sure you'll do fine! *Follows after, laughing happily*