Themerlinhawk

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THE SURFACE ISN'T UNEVEN YOU PHILISTINES *EYE TWITCH* you ever looked at a cut wood table top before and looked for pictures in the knots? Lazarus did that by changing its fundamental nature lol.

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@Mega BirbI couldn't figure out what card to bill him as so I figured I'd go big or go home with it lol

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Avienus

Shooting a look at Elnariel; Avi raised an eyebrow at the goblin. Page of Gales if I’ve ever seen one. Plucking a card he consulted it to see if he was right. Blinking at the card it took him valuable seconds to understand what he was looking at.

The Wheel of Fortune

The card was startling considering what it meant. The Goblins arrival was sheer dumb luck in its finest form. A bolt of lighting out a blue sky; this was a fantastic omen for the group but the fact that it was a Goblin...That was far more interesting than anything else. It was incredibly rare to see an individual represented by the wheel of fortune. With a heavy sigh Avi replaced the card and looked at the Goblin. “You, Sir are Exactly what we need. I’m Avienus and it is a fine day to make your acquaintance good sir.”

One did Not turn down the Wheel of Fortune. For if you scorn the fickle lady of fate then when the Wheel of Fate comes back around chances were high that it would bring an ill wind with it. Lightning doesn’t strike twice in the same place.

The deck on his hip practically spat a second card into his hand when he put his left hand back onto his hip. Such a sign was not to be ignored but it was dangerous to dip your hand into the future too often. A cautionary tale to all seers was that when you act; effects ripple forward in time. Looking, was equally an action and it rippled forward as well.

The Knight of Waves. Interesting. Another person?

As if on cue another man approached the group and offered his skills as a tracker. “Well, I think that just about rounds us out. Avienus. Pleased to make your acquaintance. We should probably get that contract before another group snatches it up. With this group I think we’ll make quick work of this job.”

Hopefully

Now Avi wanted to read. It was abnormal for the deck to be so forth coming which seemed to indicate that going forward this group was going to make ripples and it was important to see what the ripples shook loose.

@CelticSoldier@duskshine749@Mega Birb

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@CaitsYay!!! :) I'm excited to see how it turns out

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@FairessI think Wind went to bed for today. She's closing in on the end of a final project that has been kicking her butt.

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Loom: Darlyn's Cafe

Day 3, Afternoon
Roanne, Tokarin, Lazarus, Zadkiel

Angels. Lots of Angels. The man had been fiddling with strands of essence drawn from the whorls in the bar top. The rings and knots moved like fluid beneath the surface of the bar top as he tugged on the essence strands. Funny really, so much of his reputation was predicated on his reputation for raising the dead and yet the sort of artwork he was absentmindedly work on as he waited was really what he wished he was known for. Faces in brick work; nature scenes in the whorls and knots of woodwork. The oak tree was halfway done when the first one came in and sat down. Younger, no previous lives? Maybe. It was hard to tell without the sight trained on her. No need to pry. Chances were he was right but you could never tell without really checking.

Adding more leaves to the tree with a twist of his left hand below the bar top. Pausing as the hairs on the back of his neck shot up. Something else rather interesting happened. The wards around his mind and soul flared to life. They were two centuries old but they were still just as strong. Illusion maybe? That wasn’t that unusual. But why had the mind wards sprung to life? Looking to his right Lazarus made the look as casual as possible. The man was rather interesting to say the least. Incredibly pale; it was almost reminiscent of the depictions of his kind in the cult writings of at least a dozen old European sects. That must have been the reason for the illusion. To each their own he supposed.

More plucking of the wood's essence followed as he arranged further flora and fauna in the scene which he was now fully involved in painting beneath the bars surface. To anyone looking directly down on the bartop it would appear as though the rings beneath its polished top were running into new patterns as Lazarus pulled on the strands of essence which he’d picked apart. What in the world was taking the group so long? Probably for the best though given that Ian was not exactly in a trusting mood.

Looking up from the wood Lazarus frowned and then the waitress approached the bar. Friends, Something, oh that one is for me Stopping himself Lazarus realized that he was watching the muscles in her face as she flicked the micro expressions and her aura shifted. That was going to become awkward assuming they could get Hazumi back; it was so easy to fall back into the same patterns over and over again. Force of habit, behavioral reinforcement, didn’t matter what you called it; it was all the same. Excuses for going through the same motions in a life that he had no right to after defining the end a dozen times and for over two centuries.

“Cute.” That was rude.

“Sorry, its been about two weeks since I did anything approaching normal. Hunter’s Cocktail actually. Use Irish Whiskey and forget the cream. Don’t hold back on the cherry. The triple sec is fine too. Although I do appreciate the irony. As for my choice of dress; the phrase is Rag Out. I’m Irish not English. Not that you would be able to tell given my lack of accent.” It dawned on him that he was rambling but still...In for a penny in for a pound. Huh, English Idiom again. Interesting

“I guess that doesn’t explain the choice of clothing though.” Twisting the essence again he went back to his art absentmindedly carrying on. “I’m a history professor so I have to look the part; although I guess I’ve been on sabbatical for a while now that I think about it.” Tilting his head Lazarus shrugged his shoulders at the thought as though it was only now occurring to him. “Also, given the article framed on the wall over there and the fact that you just came out of the kitchen I’m willing to bet that the burgers here are not quite bad. You can add that to my tab. All the fixings. There we go that one is American I think. Chips if you please. Oh looks like we are back to English. Of course they are potatoes so that ought to be Irish enough for me.”

Pausing the man looked up in the silence he’d single handedly created and met Roanne’s eyes.

“I tip well. I promise.”

@Fairess@Howler@Wind Wild

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@HowlerYou know where to find me. Hold on though. I like solo writing for Lazarus so imma post before i crash

Edit: Alright now you can enjoy Lazarus as intended

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@duskshine749People will probably have a couple of Tarot that represent them since its rare for someone other than a reader to have a specific card that represents them all the time (Which happens to be the Magician) and yes squalls are swords

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@CelticSoldier I appreciate that. He's a bit outside my comfort zone but I think he will be fun