Lucio, What Would You Do If Someone Came Up To You And Referred To You As The “M” Name?

Julian looked up and grinned. He took an extra piece of clothe, wet it, then wiped his hands off.

"Nice to meet you. And I am. I've studied for a long time as a kid, and now I can help almost any wound or disease. I'm glad I could help you though." Julian says, holding out his hand to shake.

closed - Wolf’s woods.

Vincent shook his head. Setting out three bowls and pouring food into each. He looked out the window. But he shook off the feeling and took out some spoons to eat the stew with. The little winged lizard on his shoulder chirping and eyeing Julian. “Will you need to stay here? I wouldn’t mind to give you shelter if you need it.”

Nadia, if you didn’t have someone to help you with your hair, what would happen?

I can manage it myself, though there is always someone to help. Portia is rather good at it, as is Asra surprisingly. I'll never let Julian near my hair if he was the last person in the palace. So I'll be fine, thank you for your concern love.

"Hmm interesting. I heard from Asra that death doesn't always been actual death but the end of something. Am I correct? If so, I wonder what will end." Julian says staring at the card. He felt a chill run down his spine, so he looks back up to Maison.

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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

A small pink moth like girl comes over and gives everyone pretty flower crowns.

Asra: Thank you! This is quite beautiful, did you make it yourself?

Julian: For me? Thank you, this is amazing. You're absolutely adorable.

Portia: A flower crown? This is great!! I know a great place to get wild flowers so we can make some together!

Nadia: thank you, my dear. I'll be sure to preserve it.

Lucio: what use is this? Well, it's rather... Nice.

Faust: flowers? Smell good, thank you friend

Muriel: I, thank you.

MC: oh! Wow this is amazing, you're so sweet!! Let me get you a gift in return.

This is MC! Their name is Ingrid, and they are genderfluid. She uses all pronouns!

If you get this that means that you are loved and appreciated! <3 <3

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"Oh? I would enjoy that." Julian says, looking Maison up and down. He wasn't at all like Asra except for the magic, but that wasn't a bad thing at all really.

@the-arcana-rp

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

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“Do you have any alcohol? He’s gonna need it,” Julian asks, already crouching down beside the young man, and looking at the wounds. He took one of the strips of cloth and dunked it into the wat water, rung it out, and then cleaned the wounds as carefully as possible. Thankfully none seemed infected. He cleaned each wound as carefully as he could. He then took the needle and thread, stitching up the wounds that needed it. He did it as fast and cleanly as he could. He took the other pieces of cloth and bandaged him as tightly as he could, but not too tight as to restrict breathing.

closed - Wolf’s woods.

Vincent shook his head. Setting out three bowls and pouring food into each. He looked out the window. But he shook off the feeling and took out some spoons to eat the stew with. The little winged lizard on his shoulder chirping and eyeing Julian. “Will you need to stay here? I wouldn’t mind to give you shelter if you need it.”

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