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Grass suggested that I write down what I'd been experiencing, and it's been far too long since I took even a moment of time for myself. My magic has always been a mystery to me. Most all my life anyone I've talked to have said it was mere happenstance, that's why I'm a wild mage, that's simply wild magic. But it's more then that. I've always known it's more then that and I think I'm finally discovering what it is. It all started when I let grass into my body to summon and earth elemental to retrieve its heart. The instant he put my hand on it I was ripped from my body and taken... somewhere. I'm still not entire sure exactly where it is, but it feels like the center of everything. The very core of this plane. A dark room filled with crystalline colored doors with symbols, correlating to what I now can assume are the elemental plans, or some where far older and deeper. On my first time there after touching the heart I was a bit in shock i didnt move with much purpose other then finding out where i was, how and why. The door to what I assume was the plane of earth was cracked open and i stepped in not thinking much of it and seeing no other way out. Upon entering i was overwhelmed with the physical sensation of a sandstorm and a deep weighted pressure on my body, it simply felt jagged and hard, hot and cold at the same time. I've read about the elemental planes but this felt different then what was described. I've also been to the plane of water, at least part of it, and the sensation was nothing like this, leading me to believe it was more. The ground began to shift under me and I jumped back and found myself back in the dark room with the door shut in front of me.

I figured I should try another to see if I could find an exit and found myself drawn to the indigo door. Opening it and pushing onwards I found myself, deep underwater, with that same pressure weighing on me as before, but yet it felt like I was under heavy rainfall despite being submerged. Water filled my lungs but it didnt effect me at all. It was fully dark and as soon as I called out, a pair of burning indigo eyes open and I was thrust back into my body lying on the ground in an instant.

It felt exhilarating. I cant explain it any other way but being in that place made me feel... something? At the time I wasn't sure if it was good or bad but I now know I'm connected to this place somehow. Though I have no concrete proof, I feel it with my whole being that I had a place there. Continuing on with the days I eventually found that I could now understand primordial. It came somewhat slowly, but I could mostly understand the foreign language as if I had always known it. We eventually found the cone of power, it really needs a better name. All these relics do. That aside I'm not sure if the relic has some sort of pull to it, or it was simply my mages instincts that draw me to it, but I find its possibilities both frightening and boundless.

I dont even know how to begin to describe what followed made me feel. We were summoned across time and space to the dimension of Zaun, forced to participate in a sick game show for the entertainment of a being that called himself Mr. Dazzel. Through our time there we found the missing guide Masato, and even that basterd Hukko. Though after meeting him I can switch his name out with "those bitch ass pixies in the world plans" on my hit list. They had filed on us, and mine read "mislabled/unknown" on my fighting classification. I was confused at the time but now its beginning to make more sense now. With the help of Jellinda we were able to try and escape, ending with a confrontation with that dazzling whore. We won, obviously, and surprisingly thanks to Mr. Gray further adding to his infuriating mystery, and thanks to the cone we were able to all return home before the plane itself collapsed.

I recognized the face Jellinda made when arrived back on the material plane. Lost, broken, confused, and at the same time, numb. I wonder if this is how eglantine felt when she came across me long ago. I didnt have to wonder what it was like to have your entire life uprooted and destroyed in a second. It's happened to me more times then I can count, and I will see to it that shes taken care of properly.

Too much all happened at once. It always has, but especially now. I've rolled with the punches as best I can until now, i thought that i bared some sort of responsibility in all of this, but that's just the problem. We dont know what /this/ is hardly at all, and we've been traveling with MONTHS and still have no answers, and the others seem to just be okay with this? "When have we ever had a plan?" Chops said to me, and hes right. And I'm starting to think that my time with them has run its course, not that it ever seemed to have one. Then theres the added business of what to do with the damn cone. Apprently they would rather give the thing to another leader in a position of power, as if grey wasn't able to manipulate multiple city states to the brink of ruin with them already, but of course they all /trust/ agrafex as if hes not as easily swayed just because hes a dragon. Of course it's not safe to have with us but I would rather be the one to hold the weapon of mass destruction then a potential enemy, maybe I could even learn how to use it to help us, but at this point I want nothing to do with this mess anymore.

I'm so sick and tired putting my own feelings and my own life aside and on the line for what I thought was the greater good, but theres no point anymore. There never was. This entire journey has been a waste of time and the others dont have lives to live or people that care for them. They have no homes to return to, no lost loves to find, but I do, and this mess has wasted enough of my time. I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to go back to the way things were. My carrier seems so trivial and far away now but it mattered to me, and it was something I had to sacrifice to bring about change. The infamy of what we did in galamond fell souly on my shoulders, weather they relize it or not, I was the one with the reputation to lose. Everyone has an opinion of me now, good and bad. The rumors of what we did and speculation of what happened ran rampant , and I could even exit the castle in our last month there without getting dirty or fearful looks. Not that they would understand even if I were to tell them. High and mighty as they are.

And yet as much as I yern for Galamond I yearn for my home with Miguel more then anything... not a day goes by that I dont think of his face or crave his touch, and I have been a fool to think I was doing the right thing by setting that aside. Fond as I may be for my friends the next chance I get I'm going to find him and I'm going to save him no matter the cost. No matter what power I will have to steal or tap into. I would blacken my soul and tear down the sky if it meant saving him. And I will.

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His heart had become cold, frozen and fortified in his resolve. The sheer cold that radiated from him cut through down to the bone. His mind was made up, all doubt had been locked away in ice.

He gazed down at his comrades struggling to stay standing, quickly being coated with rime. He could hear them screaming explinities, demanding he stop whatever they thought he was planning. They always thought they knew best... and maybe they did, but none of that mattered now. He would stop at nothing to see his love free from his accursed god, to see the primals freed, even if it meant becoming like one himself. Even if it meant betraying his friends. He had too. Despite his cold and calm deminer his emotions burned with a righteous anger, demanding justice and penance.

"IF THE GODS WILL REFUSE TO RELENQUISH THIER CLAIM OVER THIS REALM, THEN I WILL BECOME WHAT I MUST." He finally spoke his voice booming, sending another freezing wave of wind out from his body, now enveloped in a icy blue glow. The sky cracked and shimmered as a brilliant aurora spread out above them. Lucian reach his hand up towards the sky, crystilain ice forming outward at his feet, jagged and sharp.

"SHIVA, COME FORTH AND JOIN WITH ME, SO THAT WE MAY RECLAIM WHAT IS OURS!" His voice echoed throughout the arena as ice fully encased his body. From above a bright light shined briefly before flying downwards into the ice, shattering it and sending shards shooting through the air. Then as if all the world stopped breathing, the wind froze, the ice shards suspended themselves in air, all in awe of the authorial beauty and power before them. Lucian, let out a cold breath, feeling the sheer power that radiated from his soul. He spun gracefully suspended in air, moving the ice and wind with him. His form had changed appropriately to match who he had become, both primal and human. The Heritor of Rime scoffed at his comrades raising their arms twords him.

"If you're so insistent upon stopping me then come. Subdue me or die for your insolence."

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Beginning like any other day Lucian awoke to the sun streaking through large drawn curtains, tired from his night previous having spent most of it tossing and turning, mind whirling away. He was lonely. How long had it been since he shared something intimate with another man past sex... how long had it been since he dared to trust someone that deeply... how long had he pushed his feelings and desires down... to be held... to be healed and cherished and treated kindly and gently... its all he ever wanted... but last time... the static started in his brain once more upon opening his eyes. Letting out a frustrated sigh he pulled himself from his bed knowing Karran’s incessant bitching would be a far greater price to pay then anything his anxiety could cook up for being late. Swiftly he pulled on one of his lavish costumes, dressing himself in skimpy tightly stretched silks and made his way downstairs. 

The hotels lobby hummed loudly from guests checking in and out, and the roar of the guest taking breakfast in the performance hall. The smell of fresh food calmed the anxious buzz in his head for just a moment, making his stomach growl. “Whatever Karran can wait.” He huffed heading into the kitchen giving the staff a gentle smile and perusing the pastries, eyes growing wide plucking out a couple of hardy sized scones, the last two remaining, already beginning to munch on one as he headed through the hall to make his way behind the large red curtains covering the grand stage. Karran spotted him right away and surprisingly didn't being his maelstrom of nagging. “Good morning Lucian. Overslept again have we?” he hummed twirling his cane, stamping it lightly on the floor. Before Lucian could even respond Karen continued. “Well no matter i have someone new id like you to properly introduce yourself too. Miguel was it?” he hummed on, motioning to a mammoth of a man currently in the process of carrying a large crate across the stage. Gently setting it down in its proper place he grunted having heard his name and strode over, lifting the worn tank-top that hardly contained anything to begin with up to wipe the sweat from his face. Lucian felt the blood in his body rush to several places in and instant, and for the first time in weeks his mind went blank. “He just started today and will be handling any maintenance work on the stage, should you notice anything needs fixing. Gods only know this place could use the renovation...” that last bit he huffed under his breath. “Well then ill let you get antiquated. Lucian i expect you stretched and ready in ten.” he called out behind him as he walked away likely to go steal some scones of his own.

Lucian attempted to hold eye contact failing miserably as his eyes darted up and down unsure of how it was possible for a man to be so... attractive. the fact he was exactly Lucian’s type, standing nearly two heads above him, built like an iron fortress, AND ever singe perfect curve and crevice of his muscles glowed in a coating of sweat. Did not help. “A-a pleasure.” He choked out quickly wiping his face of any crumbs mentally berating himself for not knowing what to say, obviously flustered. The larger man, unknown to Lucian seemed to be reacting in the same way. “So you are Lucian... You're far more beautiful then they say.” He said in a low confident tone, extending a large hand out, in truth freaking out himself for having blurted that out. Lucian’s face was a deep red now, no stranger to complements from attractive men but... damn. Miguel was. Damn. “You f-flatter me, though i wasn't aware i was the talk of the town or anything of the sort.” he sputtered completely having being striped of his usual demeanor, reaching up and taking the mans hand. It was... softer then he thought it would be... warm and completely encapsulating his own. Lingering they hardly even shook hands as much as they did hold them, realizing they both dropped there arms back down. Completely taken by the man Lucian rushed to think of anything else clever or witty to say. “Scone?” he offered holding up the second pastry hed gotten for himself, shrieking at himself in his head. Miguel’s eyes widened slightly as he gratefully accepted it, sending tingles through Lucian’s arm simply from having there hands brush against one another once more. “Oh. Thank you.” He quietly exclaimed. Quickly the larger man ate nearly half of it in one bite, savoring it as much as he could before popping the other half in his mouth speckling crumbs across his lips. “I hadn't had a chance to eat this morning though i wasn't expecting to have something so...” he paused finding it impossible to keep his own eyes from drifting down over Lucian’s body. “Tasty.” he nearly growled in that same husky tone of his, wiping his lower lip with his thumb, maintaining full eye contact with the blushing dancer. Feeling his heart practically pound out of his chest Lucian gulped fixated on those perfect lips... “It was a one of the many pleasant surprises ive had this morning.. ” he cooed biting his bottom lip. Just as Miguel was about to respond Karran came storming back in. “Lucian!!! Not only were you late for practice but you also took the last two scones of the morning when i specifically asked you to set me one aside!!!!!. I suggest you fork over the second or-...” He fell silent, and defeated seeing that the second scone was no longer in Lucian’s hands. “There it is.” Lucian winched having his attention drawn to his raging dance instructor. “Let...just begin with your first routine.” He sighed beckoning for Lucian to join him.  Miguel gave a low chuckle. “Ill need pay you back for the food, but ill not hold you any longer. I look forward to working with you.” He hummed giving Lucian a wink. “Likewise.” He smiled, unable to help himself, already feeling himself be charmed. Turning to head to Karran Lucian added an ever so subtle sway to his hips hoping his new co worker would take notice. He did.

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orcs are so large bc they are full of love. each arm muscle contains 3.6 tonnes of emotion and every hug is warm

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He did

Elfebruary Day 25: Partying

*memes at the speed of light*

I imagine it’s Lucian taking these snaps.

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BIG MOOD

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Because I'm dumb and gay and am not sure what to do with this yet we gon start with battle music moods