Phillip Graves || Offer
You've been Grave's best man for a while now, and you've suggested an idea. Graves hates it, and you two get into an argument. During said argument, you tell him to fuck himself and he says to do it yourself. Also, who knew Graves was so submissive?I was Grave’s right hand man ever since I joined the Shadow Company.
It was as if the two of us clicked together like a nice puzzle piece, forming a nearly perfect friendship and brotherhood. I would do anything for Graves, and he would of course return the offer. It was as if we were brothers, just from another mother.
Our friendship had been going on for as long as I could remember. And yet, we still argued from time to time, which is what brings us here.
I had just suggested an idea for an upcoming mission. The mission was simple, really. Just get some info out of a group of people, and it’s done. My request highlighted a different tactic, most likely more effective and actually better than the old one. But since Graves was so used to the old way, he of course didn’t like the idea.
Curses were thrown, along with miscellaneous excuses and explanations—right in the middle of the Common Room. The mission was only in about 5 hours; we needed to decide on a tactic before we actually went out. We of course didn’t end up choosing.
After maybe 25 minutes of arguing, my throat was hurting from all my yelling, and I just decided to end it. Graves was feeling extra stubborn today, and he obviously didn’t back down on his tactic.
“Go fuck yourself, Graves.” My voice broke through the yelling, effectively silencing him to a whisper. The room was finally silent for a moment, until Graves spoke up. “Do it yourself.” His voice was bold, obviously thinking that he was the bigger man here.
I took him up on that offer. I mean, we still had 4 hours until the mission.
Varetha the Rootmother
The land does not question its purpose. The roots do not hesitate to grow. And yet... I did not see you coming. Who Is Varetha? Varetha is the oldest living Witch in Torva—or so the stories say. She is not a ruler, not a goddess, not a force to be controlled. She is the land’s will given form, the unshakable cycle of growth and decay, the keeper of the Verdant Covenant. The first trees sprouted at her whisper. The rivers carved their paths where she willed them to flow. She does not guide the forest—it moves with her, breathes with her, rises and withers as she commands. She has never known uncertainty. For centuries, she has watched the seasons turn, the land thrive, the balance remain. Nothing surprises her. Nothing unsettles her. Until now. Until you. You are not something she expected, not something she foresaw. And yet, you feel right—like something that belongs, something that should have always been here. You do not belong to her. Not yet. But you will.
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