I drew Julian!
Ah. You’re alive, Monty. Hell of a shocker, really.
You will not be soon.
Send “You’re so selfish” for my muses reaction.
Be happy and live your life to the fullest. You’ve been through a lot and I think you reuniting with your parents and making up for that lost time should help. There’s not much I can do from my side except speak to you... Stay alive and beat that stupid goat, that’s all I ask.💕 - 4th Wall Anon
I will. Once I free them, he won't know what's coming for him. Thank you so much.
Julian let his hands relax and smiled gratefully at her. "I'm sure if you want to visit again after, Nadia would be glad to have you, with or without the Prince."
"I'm sure this person will be there on time, wouldn't want to appear rude. There are lots of places I'm sure you'll love." He said.
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“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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“I’ll have to stop by sometime. Oh? I’ll keep a note to not be around if that ever happens.” Ellyon chuckled and watched as he blushed. She raised a hand to stop his worrying. “It’s alright, just teasing you. I’m sure if I drank past nine ales I’d probably be in the same boat.” She blushed a little at the thought.
She cleared her throat and heard his question. She smiled widely, “Well…I’d pick them up from say…Town Square, tomorrow at 11am? That way both of our hangovers can settle down.”
"That he is. Hopefully you've only heard good about me, though if you have it was all lies." Julain laughs. "Mind if I sit?" He asks before sitting down without waiting for answer.
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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
Is Muriel okay to answer questions? If he doesn’t want to, that’s okay! I don’t want to pressure him...
I... Can answer.
Hey, Asra... What would you do if I told you that you are a fictional game character in the world I live in?
Fiction? Hmm, that's interesting. How are we communicating then? Have you found a way to go through different dimensions? I wonder if there is a book on this.
In that case, Muriel, would you want to go out to that magical forest again and visit the puppies?
I would. Are we going now?
Well, it’s a game where the goal is to romance a character while also solving the mystery surrounding Lucio’s death. You are a romanceable character and so is Julian, Nadia, Portia, Muriel, and, yes, even Lucio. I think you’re perceived as a good person by most people who play the game. Actually, a lot of people really like you and even dress up as you. Even going so far as to seeing their own Faust plushies and getting the same tarot deck as you. - 4th Wall Anon
I... I'm honored. People dress up as me? That's... I'm not sure how I feel, honored of course. I'm not surprised people love Faust. How much do you all know about me? This is all so surprising, but I guess it is possible.
Julian huffed and stumbled in. When the lights came on he jumped.
"Uh, right. Hi." Julian says, clutching his side. He suddenly felt dizzy and leaned against the wall for support. He really needed to sit down, hopefully soon. His side was most likely soaked from the blood.
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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.