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[liugan]

[ out in the Unseelie courtyard, surrounded by inky black thorn bushes (how appropriate,) Loki sits on the ground, rustling through the plants as delicately as possible. he seems amused enough, a small bundle of the plants already gathered in a cloth in his lap. ]

Atropa belladonna. Once known to be an effective anesthetic and even as a beauty aid, but now more commonly used as a deadly poison, able to render even the most mighty of warriors powerless. A useless, hallucinating, drooling pile on the ground.

Oft considered one of the primary tools of the witch. [ he laughs a little to himself. ] How fitting.



Tell me about yourselves, my new friends. Your worlds, your myths, your folklore. Your legends and your mysteries. I will share my own, in return.

Where I come from, there are nine known, documented realms. Nine worlds. The realms of the gods, the giants, the dying, and the dead among them. I have seen most all of them myself, and I must say, they hardly compare to the remarkable land I find myself in now. Very quaint.

I am sure there are others among you who agree, no? I can't be the only one who feels so very at home here.

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[espouses]

[ She pauses, then shakes her head, lips curling into a smile. ]

Are you always this verbose or am I just special?

[liugan]

All the time, unfortunately. Don't think too highly of yourself. More than you already do, of course.

[espouses]

[ She smirks, lips curling as she leans forward. ]

I don't think that highly of myself. I'm rather modest, really.

[liugan]

[ excuse you, holding the locket further away ]

That's up for debate. The woman who prefers loincloths over full cloak and armor, even in fantasy, speaks little of modesty.

[espouses]

Ah, I didn't say it was my fantasy. It was my friend's. In reality I was wearing a full set of armour and had a greatsword strapped to my back.

[liugan]

Overcompensating?

[espouses]

Overestimating.

[liugan]

Congratulations then, I suppose.