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[color=1dd09e][i][b]Location[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] The Patch. > The Forest.
[color=1dd09e][i][b]Interactions[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] McDonald [@Bartimaeus] | Simon [@Prosaic] | Manon [@PatientBean] | Phalko [@CasLink]
[color=1dd09e][i][b]School of Magic[/b] [color=bdbdbd]⋗[/color] [/i][/color] Abjuration & Evocation
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Stormy didn't have an Instagram account.

Alas.

When Hanna stepped out for a phone call, Stormy grabbed one of his brownies and took a bite. [color=1dd09e]"These are good. Whoever made them should be proud."[/color] He said with a bit of sarcasm as if someone else made them and not him. [color=1dd09e]"Well, anyway. I'm going to go and join the others at the campfire. Help yourself to the brownies if you want. They'll stay warm for a while. And maybe make sure Hanna doesn't give the new one too hard a time when I'm gone."[/color] He said to Kelly before heading out that way. He took a seat by the fire and relaxed momentarily. The night was cool, and the flame was just the right amount of warmth to balance it out. Stormy watched the light show that some witches were putting on. The witches of this coven always put on some of the best light shows around. He wasn’t paying much attention to the people around him as he finished off the brownie, until he overheard a conversation about herbs in the forest. Another tradition some people did for Ostara, from the part of the world where Zhalia happened to be from.

After they all got up and left, Stormy considered that for a moment and thought he should attempt to get to know that Zhalia girl. If anything in his talk with Hanna from earlier was true, she probably needed some friends. With that in mind, Stormy decided he didn’t have anything to lose and got up to look for wherever it was that the three of them went off to. He followed the others who were making their way over into the trees, having been here long enough to know that it wasn't a good idea to stray into the foggy woods alone, or far from civilization. He wasn't quite sure why, but he trusted Lina and the other witches enough that he wasn't about to go pushing into a mysterious forest alone. 

He caught up with them once they all made it past the houses. That hole in the wall still hadn't been entirely patched up. [color=1dd09e]"Hello, you three. I hope you don't mind, but I thought I heard what you were saying about herbs for the celebration. I'll help."[/color] He vaguely recognized Simon and Manon, as they were around for a bit now, give or take, but he hadn't really had much interaction with them up until this point. The dark-haired person with an Asian look though... They must've been new. This would be a good chance to make a friend or two, he thought. [color=1dd09e]"My name is Scott, but a lot of people usually just call me "Stormy." You're Zhalia, right? We were just talking about you back at the patch."[/color] He said to Zhalia in particular after he was in front of a wall of trees. Actually, no. What he saw was a veritable [i]ocean[/i] of trees wrapped lowly in thick arms of fog.

It was an unironic thing to say he wasn't a superstitious man. Stormy was a witch who could flick his wrist and make an impenetrable dome of green light as long as that wrist was wrapped in magic chains. He spent most of his life learning about magic and occult lore surrounding it, but he wasn't the type to throw salt over his shoulder or avoid walking under ladders. No, Stormy understood things about magic that took the enigma out and made them factual. But the edge of this forest looked like he had stepped to the edge of another world untouched by man or witch. Something about the way the land looked so isolated and dense in spite of witches living at its edge made Stormy pause and just take it in. He couldn't see past a few feet, but surely this was just a beautiful sight and nothing more... Right?

[color=1dd09e]"Nettle, garlic and dandelion. I'll look for Nettle. Don't trip over something, it's hard to see around here."[/color] And so Stormy set about picking the ground for patches of Nettle as best he could in low light conditions and fog rolling through from the north. It was times like this when he wished he did more with Evocation than just thermal magic. 

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