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That is a question that I have been anticipating for a while.
So, first of all, I ask: do souls have a gender? (Don’t take this as any sort of theological statement. I honestly don’t know what the answer is.)
Secondly, even if the answer to the above question is yes, Ops is only a portion of Krenna’s spirit. (Again, this is metaphysics that we don’t really understand.)
My out of universe reason for this is that I wanted some more variety.
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He was adopted by tenth Fettian warlord and Realn emperor Arln Forehead, who is Realn by birth. He has no idea who his real parents were and probably never will. He’s neither Realn or Fettian by birth, but is still immortal thanks to this Fettian thing that I won’t explain rn, cuz it could possibly freak you out. He is somewhat magical (it is believed) but as far as human goes, he’s more half-human half something else.
He was named after his adoptive father’s mentor, Fifth Fettian warlord Glacen.
"You need French Toast."
*Firehead, not Forehead sorry, autocorrect
"You need French Toast."
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“Krenna is rude, reckless, self-assured, and exudes perpetual boredom.”
That’s literally Callipsa (minus the reckless, that’s Cole). Prideful, yet also a tiny bit incompetent.
Colesco
“Who are we? My name is Colesco. My friends call me Cole. My enemies… also call me Cole. And this is-”
Callipsa held up a hand to stop him. “I can introduce myself, thank you very much. My name is Callipsa, meaning ‘Black Magic’ in the Faerie tongue. I can, and will, put any of you under an enchantment to do my every command.”
Cole fidgeted. “But you aren’t going to try to spell-bind them, are you? I’m getting the feeling that none of these folks want to be Possessions.”
Callipsa blew softly out her lips. “Hmph. Fine. Now, since we are now at a disadvantage, I want to know your names. Starting with her.” Callipsa pointed to the sleeveless disgusted girl.
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Subtelty is not in my dictionary (that’s why I spelled it wrong)
My friends call me Cole. My enemies… also call me Cole.
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Subtelty is not in my dictionary (that’s why I spelled it wrong)
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To whomever put the ‘b’ in subtle, I applaud you đź‘Źđź‘Ź
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Krenna
“You can’t boss me around!” snapped Krenna. “I don’t want anything to do with any of you.”
She hesitated.
“But if it means you’ll leave me alone, my name’s Krenna.”
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Glace
Glace leaned against the wall. He wasn’t afraid of her, he had been trained to resist magic, and his vambrace was powerful also.
“Greetings, Cole, I’m called Glace.” He ignored her.
"You need French Toast."
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@rae he he he
Colesco
Cole smiled and elbowed Callipsa.
Callipsa growled.
Cole cleared his throat. “Who are the rest of you? Does anyone know why we are here?”
Svlys
Svlys kept a hand on her gun. “Svlys. If you try to say it, you’re going to fail epically and tie your tongue into a knot in the process. So just don’t. And no, I don’t know why we’re here.”
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@calyhuge if they need to talk to her they can either butcher her name or call her Lees. Your call. They most definitely won’t be able to say it correctly lol.That’s Lee-es, not Lee’s.
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@highscribeofaetherium he he he
also I’m making this up as I go
Colesco
Cole snorted. “Ok, SILL-vees, nice to meet you. Nice crossbows.”
[I think that’s everyone who’s there]
Callipsa glared at Cole. “Let’s try to get home without dying, it that’s alright with you.” She took a deep breath, shook her hair, and pulled out various magic jewels. She knelt, placed three green ones in a triangle, one red one in the center, and a purple and a blue next to each green stone. She stood, pointed at the triangle with her wand, and muttered a word in the Forbidden Tongue.
A crash of thunder shook the building. Now, in the center of the triangle, there was a man-hole sized portal, spinning into itself like water down a drain (or ale down a Fisfaeren’s throat).
“Cool!” said Cole, and he stepped towards it. “Time to go home!”
Callipsa grabbed his collar and heaved him back. “Not so fast. We need to test it first.” She drew an arrow from his quiver and dropped it into the portal.
“Hey, that was my best arrow!” Cole protested.
“Not anymore,” Callipsa replied.
They stared at the hole for a second. Then, the arrow shot up and out of the portal, arched, and fell. Cole sidestepped it, and it stuck in the ground. Then it promptly turned to ash and disintegrated.
“Still want to go that way?” Callipsa mocked.
Cole crossed his arms. “Ladies first.”
“Are you kidding? Not in a million solar cycles!” Callipsa turned to the one called Krenna. “Got any better ideas?”
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