[center][h2][color=662d91]Magni - Crocus Forest[/color][/h2][/center]

Magni stormed further into the forest, he was confused at what he had just experienced, and he gets irritated when he doesn't understand a situation at hand. So, he unleashed his pent up anger and frustration to the only things around him, the poor trees. The Antimage slashed at every tree that was in his path, creating deep gashes within the wood, few more strikes would make the tree fall quite easily. Magni continued to do this, he continued until he felt somewhat calm, so that was after 30-50 trees. He planted his warglavies into the ground, and sat on the forest floor once again, deja vu. The Antimage started to control his breath, it was at least one thing that he could control. After that fiasco, he wondered if Frenzy Plant would allow him to continue to stay inside, almost murdering someone in the guild had to mean something to the soldiers. Magni sighed as he laid his head down onto ground.

He just needed to clear his head from all this nonsense, he managed to slip back into his old routine so quickly, because it felt so natural to him to just... be alone and murder. Ugh, he needs to find a hobby fast. The Antimage placed his hands onto the mask's eye-sockets, he was getting a headache from all of this thinking, and to be honest, the mind games played inside of his head just felt so out of place. So, he just sighed again. Magni looked around, and it seemed that he was alone for the moment, he couldn't detect anything in his vicinity. Checking again once more, he was slightly pleased to be alone once more, that means he can finally take off this mask.

Magni glanced around the treeline once more, for some reason, he just couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching him, but that was most likely his constant paranoia that he felt whenever he felt alone. The Antimage took hold of his mask, and took a large breath of air, taking this thing off completely was actually quite painful. He slowly started to raise the metal thing showing the bottom-half of his face, a slight twinge of pain coursing through his eyes. He exhaled for the painful part, and suddenly yanked the thing off, making him wince in pain as it was basically a shock to the brain whenever he took off the death trap. The Antimage blinked a few times, it was strange seeing things without something feeling compressed on his face. And, his face was actually fairly normal. Obviously, the tattoos from his body seemed to also stem off towards his face, and he was a fairly handsome looking person from first glance, however, there was something that would gather the attention of any person that would cross his path, the entire reason that he could see so well. He blinked once more, the stone wiping against the inside of his eyelids.

[center][h2][color=007236]Eve - Crocus Antique Shop[/color][/h2][/center]

Eve was excited, it seemed that being direct was much easier than subtly trying to get attention, she wondered why she didn't do that in the first place! Just as fancy girl was about to respond to Eve, Nero had suddenly arrived to join into the starting conversation. However, it didn't seem like it lasted long as the fancy girl strayed away from the two. Again, she didn't really know how to feel, as sadness was void from her body, but she was happy that Nero was with her! And he seemed to be more smug than usual, that was impressive.

It didn't take long for Nero to explain why he was so smug, he did like to talk, that was for sure. Her gaze soon focused upon the little object that Nero held in his hand, it looked like it was supposed to be hanging from someone's key-chain. However, the bones seemed to garner her attention further, she still had some necromancer tendencies within her. Learning about how Nero achieved the little speaker did seem to lessen its appeal, Eve glanced over to the person that he had taken it from, the old lady, but she actually looked healthier? Dang, Nero can do some insane stuff. Eve's gaze soon focused on the trinket once again, well, she guessed if he got it with someones permission rather than stealing it, couldn't be that bad... Right? She smiled at Nero, she couldn't trust Nero with the face he was making. The Necromancer nodded towards Nero, and lifted her chin trying to expose her throat to the Genie.