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Comment below what character of mine you would like for the starter. [Character list: X ]

If you are a multimuse, also comment what character of yours you would like the starter for.

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Bad Winter

ᒥ💗ᒧ—        A soft chuckle escapes him as he passes a handkerchief. "It's been a bad Winter for everyone, a flu bug is being passed around." The Cleric laments. "It's quite impervious to Healing magic, I've tried my best with all I've come across. I may not be able to cure it with magic, but I've picked up a few herbal remedies that can lessen the symptoms. Would you like a tea, darling?"

Comfort moves to a pack by his cloven feet and pulls out an herbalism kit. "It may not taste the best, but the congestion will lessen. And if you would like, I have a balm that uses a special herb that can settle fits of coughing." He smiles to them, it's warm and gentle, as is his presence. He bore an Asmodean amulet, and Infernal blood gave him quite the devilish features, but his soft voice, kind smile, and bright eyes showed he meant no harm.

"Free of charge, you seem so poorly with this flu, darling. I could never charge someone so unwell."

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𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐄, 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒. all these sentences regard the worldbuilding of stories that involve the fae, fairies, their magic and creatures like elfs. change pronouns, location and names as you see fit.

DIALOGUE SENTENCES.

"The forest whispers your name, mortal. Do you dare to answer?"

"Touch not the faerie ring, for it binds more than your mortal eyes can see."

"I’ve seen stars born and mountains fall. You, mortal, are but a blink."

"Do you think the wind’s laughter is merely the breeze?"

"In the twilight, between worlds, I dance where mortals dare not tread."

"The night sings to us, a melody only the fey-born understand."

"Your heart beats like a drum, calling to the ancient magic in my veins."

"Drink not from the silver cup, for once you do, your soul is ours."

"Under this moon, you are bound to our pact. Break it, and pay the price."

"Even iron cannot hold me, mortal. I slip through shadow and light."

"In exchange for your voice, I’ll grant you safe passage through my woods."

"I have no heart to give, for it lies buried in a grove long forgotten."

"Are you lost, or did you come to seek the faerie's favor?"

"Your eyes hold the curiosity of a child. Be careful, for curiosity feeds the forest."

"I know every leaf and branch of this wood; you cannot hide from me."

"Leave an offering, and perhaps the spirits will look kindly upon you."

"I was here when your ancestors first tilled the earth, and I will be here long after."

"Our laughter echoes in your dreams, but you will never recall why you wake with dread."

"Those who trespass know no mercy, unless they dare dance with me under the stars."

"Not all beauty is gentle. Will you trust the charm of a faerie’s smile?"

"Be warned, mortal: one touch from me, and your world will never be the same."

"The path you walk was woven by my kin; it leads to places your mind cannot imagine."

"These woods have memory, and they remember every broken promise."

"Tell me, do mortals still fear the old stories of the fae? Or have they grown too bold?"

"Would you trade a memory for a taste of elven wine?"

"Your heart's desire is written in the stars; let me help you reach them."

"I see more in your gaze than you know. Are you ready to face what lies within?"

"Elves age as the earth does; slow, silent, but never still."

"The silvered trees speak in riddles, but only the fey can hear their truths."

"My power lies not in magic alone but in every breath of this land."

"A human’s life is but a sigh to me. Yet here you stand, trembling before eternity."

"The roses here are more than flowers; they bleed stories of those who pluck them."

"How bold you are, to seek a kiss from a fae. Do you understand what it costs?"

"A dance beneath the moon seals fates; are you ready to join our revelry?"

"Our worlds do not blend easily. Walk softly, for you tread on sacred soil."

"Do you hear that song? It’s been sung since the dawn of time, in languages long forgotten."

"You seek answers from the fae? Then be ready for truths you may not wish to hear."

"Iron may wound us, but broken oaths do more harm."

"A bargain with me is a bond unbreakable. Will you wager your future on it?"

"The waters here reflect more than your face; they reveal the soul within."

"Elven tears are rare, but they hold more power than any gem."

"In my eyes, you see the realms of old, where legends still roam freely."

"No one truly leaves the faerie lands unchanged."

"Only a fool offers gold to a fae; we value secrets far more."

"Your world fades, but our light will shine long after your stars burn out."

"A gift from me is a double-edged blade. Are you brave enough to wield it?"

"You look at me as if I were a story; but I am more real than your breath."

"The fae care little for time. Why are mortals so obsessed with it?"

"I have danced on clouds and bathed in starlight. What do you offer in return?"

"Even the oldest trees remember their first sunrise, just as I remember every name whispered to me."

“The stars speak to us tonight, whispering secrets of forgotten realms.”

“Mortal, tread lightly; this forest holds memories of a thousand lifetimes.”

“They say fae promises are as brittle as moonlight, yet as binding as ivy.”

“I have danced on the shores of twilight and sung with the dawn; what have you seen, wanderer?”

“In my realm, time flows as the rivers do—twisting, turning, never still.”

“Do not gaze too deeply into the fae ring, for it may gaze back.”

“To enter our realm, you must leave your shadow behind; it has no place here.”

“Careful with your wishes, for in the fae lands, every word is a pact.”

“The forest breathes with us; its roots and veins are intertwined with ours.”

“Are you willing to give up your name? For only then may you cross the threshold.”

“Even the smallest of fae has a heart as fierce as the storm.”

“Hold your tongue! One wrong word here could bind you to our world for eternity.”

“What can a mortal offer in trade that does not crumble with time?”

“You seek magic, yet fear its price? You are braver than most.”

PROMPTS.

A human/other creature stumbles upon a circle of fae celebrating the equinox.

Write a starter where an elf grants a mortal one wish but with consequences they did not expect.

A faerie guard watches over an ancient gate that separates realms. A human accidentally crosses it.

Two elves of rival courts meet under a rare alignment of stars, and both wish to claim an artifact.

A mortal child stumbles into a faerie realm and is raised by the fae. Write about their journey back to the human world.

An elven healer falls for a human warrior, knowing their lives will never intertwine for long.

Write about a fae who accidentally gives away their true name to a clever mortal.

A human stumbles upon a garden of enchanted flowers that whisper secrets of the fae.

A powerful elf offers a gift to a dying human, granting them a second chance at life with one condition.

Write about a faerie who despises mortals yet finds themselves indebted to one.

An elf discovers a forbidden spell that allows them to walk among humans unnoticed. What do they do?

A fae warrior defends a sacred forest against an invading human force.

A young elf finds an ancient blade that binds them to the land's destiny.

A mortal must dance with a faerie to win back their heart, but the dance holds hidden dangers.

A fae bargains with a human to retrieve a lost artifact, but the retrieval has a cost.

A human bard tries to learn a faerie song, and in doing so, awakens ancient spirits.

Write about an elven queen who rules over both mortal and faerie subjects in a hidden realm.

A faerie offers a mortal safe passage through their woods in exchange for a memory.

A wandering human accidentally eats from an elvish banquet and realizes they've gained strange powers.

A fae child ventures into the mortal world on a dare, only to get trapped.

An elven archer guards a mystical glade where only the pure-hearted are welcome.

Write about a mortal who is chosen by an ancient elven weapon, becoming its reluctant wielder.

An elven healer is summoned to save a cursed forest, only to learn the curse is tied to their past.

A fae and human find themselves on the run from an ancient faerie queen who demands justice.

A faerie court holds a masquerade ball where each guest's mask reveals their soul's deepest desire.

Write about an elf who can manipulate dreams, drawn to the dreams of a mortal seeking revenge.

A fae artist is tasked with creating a painting that holds the spirit of the forest within it.

A young elven prince makes a reckless choice and accidentally binds himself to a mortal's life.

A mortal knight goes on a quest to find a mythical elven artifact that grants immortality.

A fae trickster tries to prank a mortal but ends up accidentally revealing a hidden world to them.

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𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 : a little assortment of action prompts for muses who may or may not hate each other. remember to tag your blood and violence. add +reverse to swap the roles.

[ 𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐢𝐫 ] : sender is holding the receiver by the throat. [ 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥 ] : receiver is on their knees in front of the victorious sender. [ 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 ] : exhausted from a battle, the receiver gives up resistance. [ 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 ] : sender attempts to stab the receiver. [ 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 ] : sender grabs the receiver by the hair. [ 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬 ] : receiver is being held as captive by the sender. [ 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 ] : receiver finds the sender trapped and unable to escape from them. [ 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧 ] : sender is lifting captured receiver's chin up. [ 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 ] : sender breaks one of receiver's bones. [ 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 ] : sender has made the receiver bleed. [ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 ] : sender forces the receiver to watch their loved one die. [ 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 ] : sender pins the receiver against a wall out of sheer rage. [ 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲 ] : sender spares receiver's life. [ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] : sender warns the receiver to not antagonize them. [ 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 ] : sender and receiver are sharing a kiss that draws blood. [ 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 ] : receiver is trying to win sender's trust in order to escape later. [ 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ] : facing a greater threat, sender and receiver must work together.

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Xankin Mosseye

Picrew: X

Name: Xankin Mosseye

Gender: Male

Race: Kender

Age: 27

Class: Wizard

Alignment: Chaotic Good

History: TBD

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Send 💬 for a starter in which our muses are meeting for the first time.

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send 🌺 to put a flower in my muse's hair.

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Send anon hate to my muse! :^)

Make it angsty, make it silly, do whatever you want! Go ham!!! Just let my muse know how much of a menace to society they are! Do it coward :^)

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ᒥ💀ᒧ—        Cougher was unsure how much they should reveal about themself. However, there wasn't much, so what harm could it do to share? "Woke up in my grave, some gangly necromancer was practicing spells. Was the test subject..." They explain. Lars was a very different kind of undead than Cougher, it seemed. "...No name, necromancer left, had to figure out what I could. Wasn't much. Cough a lot? Picked the name Cougher. Long ears? Was an Elf. Can't tell if I was Drow or if my skin is just rotted...." The simply assumed the latter, since their body was quite rotted.

A twinge of jealousy twists in their gut, jealous the other seemed to have a purpose. Cougher had no purpose, they were resurrected on a whim. Left to figure out on their own what to do with their undead life. There were no memories of their previous life to aid them in finding that purpose, and their grave had been marked by a wooden cross, no tombstone to give them a hint of their life previous.

That was months ago, Cougher now more adept at loitering about as they search for their purpose.

Ask from @dm-tainthairs-collection : Cougher to Lars:

ᒥ🧟‍♂️ᒧ— "You--koff--have pretty eyes." They say, soft voice muffled by the mask over their mouth.

Lars jolted a bit at the cough, white brows furrowing. He blinked, fluttering his pretty white lashes as his head tilted to one side, "O-Oh!" He placed a hand over his cheek and smiled a bit, "Thank you." He looked away shyly, weight leaning to a single hip.

Lars wasn't sure how to respond to something loke compliments, yet, but the cough and the mask on them had him worried, "Are... You sick? I'm not a doctor, but my father is teaching me science and biology. Maybe I can help?" He offered, trying to be gentle.

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ᒥ💀ᒧ—        Cougher quiets down, thinking over their next words carefully. A twinge of guilt settles over their chest, as Lars did seem truly harmless. But trust was a hard thing to win...They wouldn't shed their guard fully, reminding themself of the dagger concealed on their thigh.

"...No worries..." They mumble, gently shooing his hand away to pull up their mask. They knew their mouth was a hideous, horrendous sight. Shame was an understatement for how they felt with it exposed. "...Want to see your room." They hug themself, hands rubbing over their biceps in a self-soothing manner. Though, it wouldn't bring them much comfort since they couldn't actually feel touch on their undead skin.

"...Books are nice. Like books..." Cougher looks around, unable to look in those saddened magenta eyes filled with tears. It wouldn't help them feel less guilty.

Ask from @dm-tainthairs-collection : Cougher to Lars:

ᒥ🧟‍♂️ᒧ— "You--koff--have pretty eyes." They say, soft voice muffled by the mask over their mouth.

Lars jolted a bit at the cough, white brows furrowing. He blinked, fluttering his pretty white lashes as his head tilted to one side, "O-Oh!" He placed a hand over his cheek and smiled a bit, "Thank you." He looked away shyly, weight leaning to a single hip.

Lars wasn't sure how to respond to something loke compliments, yet, but the cough and the mask on them had him worried, "Are... You sick? I'm not a doctor, but my father is teaching me science and biology. Maybe I can help?" He offered, trying to be gentle.

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ᒥ💀ᒧ—        They flinch from his touch, haunted eyes staring at him with nothing but fear and distrust. Cougher was clearly a deeply hurt and mistrusting creature, and they had plenty of reasons to. They have to take a moment, looking down into their palm at the wiggling bugs. Cougher would normally just toss them on the ground, but that would be rude wouldn't it?

They kinda just...eat the maggots, unsure what else to do with them. Cougher swallows them down and looks up at Lars again. "...Don't need help..." A pretty bold claim to make after eating maggots they just coughed up. "...Don't cry, don't feel bad for me..." The words could come off as harsh, but they're tone was soft and meek. It wasa request, not a demand.

Ask from @dm-tainthairs-collection : Cougher to Lars:

ᒥ🧟‍♂️ᒧ— "You--koff--have pretty eyes." They say, soft voice muffled by the mask over their mouth.

Lars jolted a bit at the cough, white brows furrowing. He blinked, fluttering his pretty white lashes as his head tilted to one side, "O-Oh!" He placed a hand over his cheek and smiled a bit, "Thank you." He looked away shyly, weight leaning to a single hip.

Lars wasn't sure how to respond to something loke compliments, yet, but the cough and the mask on them had him worried, "Are... You sick? I'm not a doctor, but my father is teaching me science and biology. Maybe I can help?" He offered, trying to be gentle.

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ᒥ💀ᒧ—        Hearing he was undead was surprising, but not as surprising as when he deduced that Cougher was also undead. Their stomach lurched, they felt as though they would spill what remained of their guts onto the floor from the panic coursing through them. Cougher takes a step back, nearly tripping over a chair. Thankfully their rotted limbs manage to keep attached, they had a nasty habit of quite literally falling apart.

Before they could react more, a terrible fit of coughing overtakes them. Chesty, deep, and unsettling. They have no choice but to remove their mask and reveal a mutilated mouth--melted and burned enough to be exposing their broken teeth. Cougher coughs into their hand, catching what was maggots that rooted around in their lungs.

As kind as Lars reassurance was, it could not easily settle Cougher's panic. They had grown too used to the mistreatment of being undead.

Ask from @dm-tainthairs-collection : Cougher to Lars:

ᒥ🧟‍♂️ᒧ— "You--koff--have pretty eyes." They say, soft voice muffled by the mask over their mouth.

Lars jolted a bit at the cough, white brows furrowing. He blinked, fluttering his pretty white lashes as his head tilted to one side, "O-Oh!" He placed a hand over his cheek and smiled a bit, "Thank you." He looked away shyly, weight leaning to a single hip.

Lars wasn't sure how to respond to something loke compliments, yet, but the cough and the mask on them had him worried, "Are... You sick? I'm not a doctor, but my father is teaching me science and biology. Maybe I can help?" He offered, trying to be gentle.

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ᒥ💀ᒧ—        They feel...odd, being in his home. Since their revival they hadn't received such a kind interaction such as this. Cougher adjusts their mask and coughs gently. They look around curiously, trying to distract themself from the uneasiness settling in the pit of their rotted stomach.

The Zombie looks over as the tusks disappeared, they had noticed that before, but didn't question it. It wasn't their place to be nosy, for they didn't want any personal questions to be asked in return.

They look up, surprised to be asked about their well-being. "Huh? Oh...Yah." Cougher shrugs some. It was only a small lie, inside they felt sick with anxiety. If their heart could beat, surely it would be racing.

Ask from @dm-tainthairs-collection : Cougher to Lars:

ᒥ🧟‍♂️ᒧ— "You--koff--have pretty eyes." They say, soft voice muffled by the mask over their mouth.

Lars jolted a bit at the cough, white brows furrowing. He blinked, fluttering his pretty white lashes as his head tilted to one side, "O-Oh!" He placed a hand over his cheek and smiled a bit, "Thank you." He looked away shyly, weight leaning to a single hip.

Lars wasn't sure how to respond to something loke compliments, yet, but the cough and the mask on them had him worried, "Are... You sick? I'm not a doctor, but my father is teaching me science and biology. Maybe I can help?" He offered, trying to be gentle.

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ᒥ🌸ᒧ—        They twirl and dance around the fire pit, giggling at the beautiful flowers growing around. Certainly seemed like their feet weren't tired, Alariss does answer about food. "Vegetables would be lovey~," They hum in a sweet tone.

Alariss seemed to be a very easy going individual, always a little off in the clouds. Perhaps they were a little too easy going, but they felt confident enough to put up a fight should one happen.

"Rein, Half-Elven," They finish up a twirl and stop, now swaying side to side with a warm smile. "You are very kind, I am glad to have you as the first I have met in the Material Plane."

Closed starter with @dm-tainthairs-collection for Alariss

It was late into the evening, Rein was at his campsite, laying in his tent trying to get some kind of sleep. He always had trouble getting back to sleep after a nightmare, but he could swear that tonight, he heard someone walking around.

With a heave, he sat up, wanting to go investigate, not eager to get back to his unrestful rest.

He put on a light shirt and pants and picked up his axe as he followed the sound, trying to be as stealthly as his stupidly big feet could carry him. He wondered who would be wandering? And if they would be afraid or intrigued like him.

Only one way to find out!

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