Both, and I love the fact you drew the connection to Good ol' Georgie boy from that.
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Oh my.
*Gently runs his finger against your lip*
"Shhhhhhhhhh."
"Shhhhhhhhhh."
Aaaaaawww yis.
Simon gave a quick wink and a nod of thanks as he took the offered apple, pocketing it for no particular reason as he turned to listen to Adrian, his hands working their way through the various assortments of fruit. Plucking up the most desirable ones his eye could find to them pop in his mouth or amass before him. "So what did old frost tips do after that?" He said through a mouthful of grapes, chuckling all the while. "Knowing him he probably claimed it had no effect, being a mortal weapon and all. You should hear the grief he gives me about using this." He added, patting the blade on his hip as his other hand snatched up a particularly juicy pear. Definitely nicking that for a lunch time snack.
Although a potent magic user and enthusiast, not even Simon could get on the same level of appreciation for it as Riley, which showed in the passion he held for his sword work and lack of practice with his abilities, this mainly stemmed from his hate of the horrific aroma that seemed to emit from him upon its use.
Although a potent magic user and enthusiast, not even Simon could get on the same level of appreciation for it as Riley, which showed in the passion he held for his sword work and lack of practice with his abilities, this mainly stemmed from his hate of the horrific aroma that seemed to emit from him upon its use.
@Mictlan93 Only when he's working his magic, otherwise, he smells like cinnamon and dreams.
And there goes my rushed intro into the fray.
The light fluttered serenely through trees to light the interior of his cabin in a brilliant light, unfortunately casting itself upon his eyes, much to Simon's disgust. Can't a fella just sleep in forever? He mused groggily, staring out from the slits of his eyes at the view from his balcony. Quite the sight, and one Simon had been looking to snag since he first entered this camp, patiently waiting for the previous occupant to vacate before swooping in for the spoils.
Shifting up his beds headboard, Simon stretched out into a sitting position, groaning in satisfaction as he waited for the fog of sleep to wear off. "Another day in paradise." He muttered to himself with a small grin, swiftly untangling himself from his sheets to walk over to his mini kitchen, immediately putting on the kettle to brew himself a coffee.
With most of his morning rituals out of the way, Simon was eventually able to sit himself down with his drink, staring out over his balcony at the days activities. Some tended gardens while others played, and some extra lucky bastards were still asleep. Oh, how Simon envied them. From the corner of his eye he noticed Ephraim drilling the newbies again, silently frowning over his coffee as he strained to remember if his presence had been required, puffing up his cheeks with a sigh as he believed it wasn't healthy to dwell on such things as responsibility.
Moments later had him giving his cup a quick rinse in the sink, until Simon felt that all too familiar feeling, hunger. That Johnny bloke usually knows how to rustle together some decent grub, I think I might pay him a visit. He processed internally, instinctively making his way to the grove as he thought on other things. "Morning lads." He said in greeting as made his way over, grunting as he folded uncomfortably in on his self to take a seat at the table.
Shifting up his beds headboard, Simon stretched out into a sitting position, groaning in satisfaction as he waited for the fog of sleep to wear off. "Another day in paradise." He muttered to himself with a small grin, swiftly untangling himself from his sheets to walk over to his mini kitchen, immediately putting on the kettle to brew himself a coffee.
With most of his morning rituals out of the way, Simon was eventually able to sit himself down with his drink, staring out over his balcony at the days activities. Some tended gardens while others played, and some extra lucky bastards were still asleep. Oh, how Simon envied them. From the corner of his eye he noticed Ephraim drilling the newbies again, silently frowning over his coffee as he strained to remember if his presence had been required, puffing up his cheeks with a sigh as he believed it wasn't healthy to dwell on such things as responsibility.
Moments later had him giving his cup a quick rinse in the sink, until Simon felt that all too familiar feeling, hunger. That Johnny bloke usually knows how to rustle together some decent grub, I think I might pay him a visit. He processed internally, instinctively making his way to the grove as he thought on other things. "Morning lads." He said in greeting as made his way over, grunting as he folded uncomfortably in on his self to take a seat at the table.
Name: Simon Kilpela
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Godly parent: Kalma
Brief description of godly parent: Kalma is a Finnish goddess of death and decay, her name meaning "The Stench of Corpses".Her favorite places to linger are graveyards and cemeteries and some sources have state that she moves on a vehicle of odors, much like a puff of smoke.
Appearance:
Skills/Powers/Weapons:
* Withering touch: He can sap the very life from something via skin contact, although not instantaneous, if he holds on long enough it can eventually result in death.
* Decaying touch: Much like his ability above, but more applicable on non-living things, forcing them to decay at a rapid rate with the touch of his hand.
* Reversal: He is able to reverse the effects he has done unto others, if he so wishes.
* Seance: He is able to communicate with the spirits of the deceased;
* and he also possesses a Valkyrja blade, of which he is proficient in the use of.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Although he has a strong array of abilities he is left somewhat weak from prolonged usage, he knows how to hold his own with his blade, but is in no way a master, he possesses no increased physical capabilities but instead relies on his intellect to help navigate his way through a conflict.
Other: Simon thoroughly enjoys sparring and improving his blade work, always willing to join in with the such exercises.
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Godly parent: Kalma
Brief description of godly parent: Kalma is a Finnish goddess of death and decay, her name meaning "The Stench of Corpses".Her favorite places to linger are graveyards and cemeteries and some sources have state that she moves on a vehicle of odors, much like a puff of smoke.
Appearance:
Skills/Powers/Weapons:
* Withering touch: He can sap the very life from something via skin contact, although not instantaneous, if he holds on long enough it can eventually result in death.
* Decaying touch: Much like his ability above, but more applicable on non-living things, forcing them to decay at a rapid rate with the touch of his hand.
* Reversal: He is able to reverse the effects he has done unto others, if he so wishes.
* Seance: He is able to communicate with the spirits of the deceased;
* and he also possesses a Valkyrja blade, of which he is proficient in the use of.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Although he has a strong array of abilities he is left somewhat weak from prolonged usage, he knows how to hold his own with his blade, but is in no way a master, he possesses no increased physical capabilities but instead relies on his intellect to help navigate his way through a conflict.
Other: Simon thoroughly enjoys sparring and improving his blade work, always willing to join in with the such exercises.
Name: Simon Kilpela
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Godly parent: Kalma
Brief description of godly parent: Kalma is a Finnish goddess of death and decay, her name meaning "The Stench of Corpses".Her favorite places to linger are graveyards and cemeteries and some sources have state that she moves on a vehicle of odors, much like a puff of smoke.
Appearance:
Skills/Powers/Weapons:
* Withering touch: He can sap the very life from something via skin contact, although not instantaneous, if he holds on long enough it can eventually result in death.
* Decaying touch: Much like his ability above, but more applicable on non-living things, forcing them to decay at a rapid rate with the touch of his hand.
* Reversal: He is able to reverse the effects he has done unto others, if he so wishes.
* Seance: He is able to communicate with the spirits of the deceased;
* and he also possesses a Valkyrja blade, of which he is proficient in the use of.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Although he has a strong array of abilities he is left somewhat weak from prolonged usage, he knows how to hold his own with his blade, but is in no way a master, he possesses no increased physical capabilities but instead relies on his intellect to help navigate his way through a conflict.
Other: Simon thoroughly enjoys sparring and improving his blade work, always willing to join in with the such exercises.
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Godly parent: Kalma
Brief description of godly parent: Kalma is a Finnish goddess of death and decay, her name meaning "The Stench of Corpses".Her favorite places to linger are graveyards and cemeteries and some sources have state that she moves on a vehicle of odors, much like a puff of smoke.
Appearance:
Skills/Powers/Weapons:
* Withering touch: He can sap the very life from something via skin contact, although not instantaneous, if he holds on long enough it can eventually result in death.
* Decaying touch: Much like his ability above, but more applicable on non-living things, forcing them to decay at a rapid rate with the touch of his hand.
* Reversal: He is able to reverse the effects he has done unto others, if he so wishes.
* Seance: He is able to communicate with the spirits of the deceased;
* and he also possesses a Valkyrja blade, of which he is proficient in the use of.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Although he has a strong array of abilities he is left somewhat weak from prolonged usage, he knows how to hold his own with his blade, but is in no way a master, he possesses no increased physical capabilities but instead relies on his intellect to help navigate his way through a conflict.
Other: Simon thoroughly enjoys sparring and improving his blade work, always willing to join in with the such exercises.
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