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It pains me to say this but I have to drop Boey. I love him so much as a character but whenever I go to type there’s just nothing there. I hate that I haven’t even had him for a week but I just can’t do him justice. But there’s also the fact that my school work has been piling up that I’ve barely been caught up on Inigo. So uhhh I’ll probably just stay with one muse from now on.

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Makeshift Temple | Boey & Mitama

@haikusandstareyes

One of the things that Boey found troubling was the lack of worship places. Living in the priory, he took for granted the Mila shrine. Even on his travels, her shrines were scattered about Valentia. Here... nothing.

The mage wasn’t sure if it was from boredom or from homesickness but he decided to take things into his own hands. With a couple of candles and an offering, he headed out to the courtyard. He found a spot off to the side where he was sure it would be left alone.

With in a few minutes he had something that resembled a shrine. He didn’t have a Mila statue but if it got the point across, he was happy.

“Not too shabby if I do say so myself” he said to himself.

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 In a castle full of so-called heroes from worlds abound, rare were the occasions that a dark mage managed to have some time to herself.

   Tharja had few hiding spots that offered the peace and quiet she needed for her particular brand of machinations, but by far the most suitable in her Askr dwellings was the room full of cobweb-choked artifacts in the basement where long-forgotten signs of the past lay. The first time she had encountered this room, the door had all but melted into its frame from eons of not being used. Nowadays, the door still refused to budge, but only because she started to place locking hexes on the room whenever she passed by.

   Of course, she was bound to slip up from time to time, as the creaking of the door opening and the sound of a stranger’s voice broke the silence. In her shock, she dropped a vial of dark red fluid, the sound of glass shattering visceral against the otherwise still room. A black scarf was tied around the lower half of her face, obscuring all but her eyes, which squinted to make out the intruder in the darkness. “How did you find– Why are you–”

   She hesitated, still trying to parse the situation. “What do you want?”

The shattering of glass made him jump out of his boots but his hand never left the tome. Boey couldn’t help but stare at the red liquid that came from it. 

A voice directed him to the one who had dropped it. Seeing that it was a regular human being lessened his anxiety some but his hair still stood on end from the strange energy coming from her. All the boy could see was a pair of sharp eyes staring into him. 

When Boey registered her question, he swallowed a lump he didn’t notice was there. “I was- I just didn’t know what was in here. I-I didn’t mean to interrupt... whatever this is.” he replied.

Curiosity Kills | Boey & Tharja

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Just a Snack | Boey & Dwyer

@sonofanohrian

It had only been a few days since Boey’s arrival. He almost had the hang of his surroundings. Everyone seemed really nice, even the castle staff. Although when he visited the kitchen he was shooed out like a child. It was a little insulting if he was going to be honest. All he wanted was something quick to eat and besides sixteen years old was not considered a child!

If there was one thing the mage was grateful for it was his rations bag. He took it off of his belt and walked outside to the garden with it. Inside the bag, he counted 2 oranges, a small bag of flour, and a spoon. Sitting down, Boey took out the sac and spoon. 

There wasn’t anything good about eating raw flour but it didn’t taste bad. As a young child, Boey quickly learned to eat anything he was handed and to be appreciative... it was also one habit that Nomah failed to break.

Boey took a small spoonful of it and placed it in his mouth. Ahhh. The same grainy texture, familiar as always.

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Curiosity Kills | Boey & Tharja

@fuonno​

Every time Boey passed this room it sent chills up his spine. He never saw anyone enter or leave it. The young mage had tried asking the others what went on in that room but they all replied with a shrug and an uneasy expression.

Under any other circumstances, Boey would’ve steered clear of situations like this. The worst played in his mind. What if there were zombies in there or-or vestals? What if a fafnir was lurking inside?! Okay maybe that last one was a stretch but his nerves were getting the best of him.

It was always Mae that dragged him into graveyards and such but here he was, on his own, digging around in things he shouldn’t be. With a deep breath, a shaky hand reached for the handle of the door.

“H-hello?” He peered around the door with his other hand on his tome just in case.

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(( inigo-mun here! Like this post if yall want a specific starter with my boi! ))

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Far From Home | Open Starter

When Boey had arrived in Askr, he had few possesions. He had his tome of course as well as the rations he was given prior to what would have been the upcoming fight. Usually, the young mage was prepared for anything but this? Who could’ve prepared for being summoned to another world? He didn’t even know it was possible!

Lucky for him, the Askrian castle had a library. It was bigger than any library he’d ever seen, especially the one in the priory. At least if he was bored he could come in here and work on his studies. Nomah would never let him hear the end of it if he were slacking off. But his main purpose was to look for any sort of maps that could help him figure out where he was. 

Boey looked around for a while before finding the right section. He grabbed a few scrolls that were eye level. There was only one more he wanted to see but it was placed on a shelf that was just out of his reach. Placing a foot on the bottom shelf, he jumped up to grab it. He almost had it but with a loud thud he fell to the ground.

It was that moment that he realized he wasn't the only person in the room. "Er- Sorry about the noise..."

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