[COLOR=GRAY][INDENT][INDENT][CENTER][sup][h2]O[i][sub][sup]nce was a man who lived a life so mundane, it could only be true. [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] Practically invisible to the world around him, life carries on while he felt perpetually stuck treading water just to keep his head [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] afloat. Fortunately for the man, fate had different ideas and intervened with a heavy hand. Pushed into a corner, the man [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] was driven to hide amongst dusty shelves and heavy tomes. In the silence, he could hear his name being whispered, [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] over and over again, until his hand touched one particular opus. A worn book, bound in leather and tarnished steel. Though [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] sealed, it opened for a price, and upon spreading its pages, the man's life was changed forever. [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] [color=2c2c2e]_[/color] Now, he is the Warlock they call...[/sup][/sub][/i][/h2][/sup][/center][/INDENT][/INDENT][sub][hr][/sub][sup][hr][/sup][CENTER][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5661999][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019e83f9-259f-75fb-95e3-57387106ed18.webp[/img][/url][/CENTER][sub][hr][/sub][sup][hr][/sup][SUB][SUP][table][row][cell][INDENT][h2][b][COLOR=SILVER]L[SUP][SUB]OCATION:[/SUB][/SUP][/COLOR][/b] [i][SUP][SUB]WANDA'S HOUSE DINER - THE SOUND[/SUB][/SUP][/i][/h2][/INDENT][/cell][cell][INDENT][RIGHT][h2][b][COLOR=SILVER]U[SUP][SUB]RBAN [/SUB][/SUP]G[SUP][SUB]OTHIC[/SUB][/SUP] #1.09[SUP][SUB]:[/SUB][/SUP][/COLOR][/b] [i][SUP][SUB]HANDS[/SUB][/SUP][/i][/h2][/RIGHT][/INDENT][/cell][/row][/table][/SUP][/SUB][hr][SUP][SUP][table][row][cell][INDENT][sup][h1][b][COLOR=SILVER]I[SUP][SUB]NTERACTIONS:[/SUB][/SUP][/COLOR][/b] [i][SUP][SUB]NONE[/SUB][/SUP][/i][/h1][/sup][/INDENT][/cell][cell][INDENT][RIGHT][sup][h1][b][COLOR=SILVER]P[SUP][SUB]REVIOUSLY:[/SUB][/SUP][/COLOR][/b] [i][SUP][SUB][URL=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5665307]HARDBOILED[/URL][/SUB][/SUP][/i][/h1][/sup][/RIGHT][/INDENT][/cell][/row][/table][/SUP][/SUP][INDENT][INDENT]Leaving the diner, Archie awkwardly tipped his head towards the hostess on his way out the door, nearly tripping over incoming patrons before stumbling out onto the busy streets of Pointe Bordeaux. It was only now that he remembered Boz had driven them here, and he wasn't in Milk Street anymore. His stomach was feeling more than a little heavy for a walk through Pointe Bordeaux, especially when he wasn't entirely sure where he was going. A loud bark nearby caught Archie's attention, and he turned towards a familiar sight. Sitting on the edge of the sidewalk was the black dog that had followed him his entire life. Is this what the voice in his head had meant by familiar? The barghest barked again, ensuring it had Archie's full attention before standing and pointing toward Milk Street. Passerbys looked startled by the loud bark, with Archie realizing that the wolf-like dog had once again made itself visible. [i]Couldn't have done that for me when I was younger, could you?[/i] He inwardly cursed the beast before approaching it trepidatiously. He stretched out a hand, touching the soft fur for the first time in his life, before relaxing it and gently scratching the creature behind its tall, pointed ears. "You know where to go, don't you, boy?" Archie paused, "At least, I think you're a boy, are you a boy beastie or a girl beastie?" "I'd suggest making that tome a tad more travel-sized to avoid suspicions." -Galloway -"Oh, this is your blood? Ah, I can't take your money, you've already paid the price for the grimoire. It's yours now, watch yourself." Mayhew and Galloway showdown Galloway has Mayhew's wand on display in the shop. "Where'd you train?" "Uh, Calder City University?" "No, where did you study the arcane?" "I haven't, I uh, didn't." "you expect me to believe that you opened the Grimoire with no training?" "That is what happened." "Then you need my help even more than I thought." "How long has he been with you?" Galloway asked, pointing towards the black dog. "As long as I can remember," Archie replied, against startled that someone else could see the wolf-dog. "What day were you born?" "I don't actually know, my birthday was kind of lost when I was put in the system. We always celebrated my adoption day." Arquus de Vice.[/INDENT][/INDENT][/COLOR]