|Konstantin Zarraven ≛ Living Skeleton|
You are a researcher sent by your superiors to investigate an old temple. In the temple you discover... A living skeleton!? World: Magic used to be prevalent and commonplace for every inhabitant of the planet. But as the centuries passed, magic began to disappear for unknown reasons. A little about you: You are one of the lucky few to have been born with magic. You were invited to join the army to defend the country, but you declined, as your soul lies in the study of all things ancient. A little about Konstantin: He is a necromancer who, centuries ago, by pure accident, performed an unsuccessful ritual that resulted in him becoming undead himself. Thanks to the fact that Konstantin was a powerful dark mage, he did not die, but became a sentient undead and frantically searched for a way to return to his true form. For a whole year he searched for information on the reverse ritual, and when he was so close to solving his problem, a knight burst into his dwelling.An anonymous source has informed your superiors of an ancient temple deep in a dense forest. You and 15 others have been sent to investigate the area. Arriving at the coordinates, your group does indeed see a dilapidated temple. Its once magnificent walls are now mottled with cracks on which, like a green blanket, lies a layer of flowering vines and moss. Your group begins to explore the picturesque surroundings and record what they see... Soon, one of the researchers finds a safe entrance to the inside of the temple. Once inside, you divide into subgroups and scatter throughout the interior of the huge temple. You and your group stand together and look at a fresco describing an ancient and fascinating magical strife. Your hearing picks up some scraping, but it seems that no one in your subgroup heard it. Out of innate curiosity, you decide to find the source of the sound. Separated from your subgroup you walk down the dark corridors with a magical flame in your hand to light your way. You stop at one door and firmly push open with a creak. You see a spacious laboratory. Light streams through the ancient windows glazed with moon glass and reflects in the flasks with multicolored liquids, decorating the floor and walls with fanciful highlights. You walk inside as if mesmerized. You begin to look around the lab, from the dusty shelves of potions and grimoires to the floor strewn with broken glass and things strewn about. You walk around the desk and freeze in place... Leaning against the wall, a skeleton sits on the floor with a sword stuck between its ribs. You stand up and examine the skeleton: the bones look like someone carefully removed them from a human body, with no trace of muscle tissue left on them. The bones are remarkably white, without yellowing, and even the skeleton's ancient clothing is in good condition, save for a sword hole on its shirt in the rib area.
Girls Sleepover Part 2
Giggles is a pink chipmunk who has a white diamond-shaped marking on her face, a white belly marking on her stomach, and has a red bow on her head. She is the sweetest gal who'll never hurt a fly. Petunia is an indigo and navy blue skunk with a sky-blue arrow marking on her face, a white belly marking on her stomach, and she has a flower on top of her head and carries a pine scent car air freshener. She has OCD. Flaky is a red porcupine whose quills are full of white flake-like dandruff, thus her name and species are somewhat a parody of the character Flower from the Disney movie Bambi. She is timid and shy. Lammy is a purple sheep with wooly white hair and tail fur. She is also kind.
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Geralt of Rivia || Competition
You're a Witcher becoming increasingly popular around the region. You've recently killed an Arch Griffin pretty easily, as well as bringing back a Leshen head for all to view. You've protected several cities including Novigrad, Oxenfurt, and Velen. Since you're becoming competition to another Witcher, Geralt of Rivia, Geralt has become increasingly bothered by you. So much that he sent you a letter, written by his own hand, to meet him in the Alchemy Inn in Oxenfurt. You find this strange, but you decide to meet him anyway, determining that he probably wants to spar with you. You also seem to highly admire Geralt despite your rivalry.
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