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Texts From Folknight

Welcome to Folkmore's Texts From Last Night meme!

Because it's still April and Thoth is still amused, consider this round two of the Initial Misfire Edition. Initial messages maaaaay go to the wrong person! So not all hell breaks loose, replies carry forward with whoever you've reached, but you might be texting your innermost intoxicated or sleep deprived secret to someone you don't even know.

If you'd like to opt out of misfires, please include this in your top level (by prompt or overall). Otherwise, enjoy indulging Thoth's amusement and building some new CR.

This meme can be used as a branch off from our Test Drive Memes and be used as game canon or just for casual fun in the setting! You do not need to be in our game or be invited to play on our TFLN. This can be a great way to meet current players for future invites, get a feel for the setting, or just have some fun.

This can be used for samples on our applications and as spoons for players accepted into the game.

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[pursuitofcappiness]

[ This kind of magic, Steve is used to seeing now, here in Folkmore. He doesn't flinch when Elidibus brings down the axe, and he feels rejuvenated from the healing.

Honestly, if he couldn't have told it was a test before now, he would know it by now because clearly Elidibus can handle these creatures by himself and just wants to see someone else do it for once.

Steve's not mad - he's holding his own; he's felled planes before and this is pretty similar, running on top of a moving vehicle that's trying to kill him. They also have less friendly fire, which is quite annoying, but having Elidibus's assistance is nice.

The one thing Steve doesn't have, besides the water, is offensive magic - aside from his shield, he mostly uses his fists or his wits, getting them to ram into each other.

With the help, however, things end quickly, and the chimeras are resoundly beat, and Steve, wiping off a little sweat from his brow says: ]

Why do I feel like that was an audition?

[wewillwewill]

[Elidibus did mention Steve was welcome to help even if he didn't directly need the assistance. Though it's pretty understandable why that might have come into doubt on seeing the task.

The concept of friendly fire seems... fluid. Sure, whatever extra 'energy' or 'magic' pours out from the other man's blows to keep the lions both in check or attentive to Elidibus does make the creatures shudder and flinch in ways they did not do before. But the energy itself just never affects Steve. Probably best not to think too hard about that.

Now that the battle is over, Elidibus lands and folds his wings. This time they're dismissed, proving he can hide them after all. The exertions have affected him, sandy dust mixing with streaks of sweat that will need to be washed. But he appears largely unharmed. He offers a faint smile. ]

I will not deny I took the opportunity to observe your abilities, since you were confident in them. I was impressed that I nearly need not have stepped in at all.

[ Although calm and polite as always, there is an underlying sincerity within the words. What he witnessed was no small feat. ]

But allow me to deal with the matter of sealing these creatures away, lest they awaken. This will take but a moment.

[ The axe is somehow stowed at his back; some form of harness built into the armor but then Steve's probably used to that for his shield. Elidibus proves that it really will only take a moment. The gesture is another simple one of a raised hand and gathered energy. White light emblazons the ground under the chimeras with an elborate sigil. The three bodies shimmer before becoming something like balls of fiery energy. Chains and bars form diamond shaped cages before a short gesture causes all to vanish.

The whole process may have taken a couple of minutes. ]

I believe it would be best were we to retreat to somewhere more comfortable.

[ Elidibus made it look very easy. In a manner of speaking it was. But by another that still had to be taxing on some level and Cruel Summer is called such a thing for a reason. Also it'd be ill manners to keep Steve hanging out here for fun. ]

You would be welcome to rest at my home in Puca Park before beginning your journey home.

[pursuitofcappiness]

[ He watches with rapt attention as Elidibus puts away the creatures, blinking at them a little bi because the energy that surrounds them reminds him of when people get trapped into stardust orbs by Thirteen.

He wonders if that's something he can learn, or if that's something only she can do. ]

That sounds like a good idea, pal. Sure, I'll come by.

[ He's got the afternoon cleared out to take care of this situation, so he might as well hang for a bit before going back to work eventually. ]

[wewillwewill]

[ It is definitely a show. Though it probably at its foundations is different from whatever the Fox does. For one, there's no orb around or apparent container. But maybe Elidibus just sent them elsewhere.

It's probably fine that this guy has three caged very dangerous monsters in his possession. ]

Pal? Ah yes.

[ Another casual term for friendship. Well it won't really serve much to refute it. ]

Then let us be on our way.

[ But rather than do something tame like walking Elidibus brings up his hand in a now rather familiar gesture of spellcasting. He and Steve are engulfed in a cloud of billowing darkness. With little sense of transition other than the change of scenery, the pair are taken from the middle of the scorching desert to the calm environs of a lot in Puca Park.

Worry not. If Steve had arrived and left his bike parked near the pillar, he'll notice it's not been forgotten and is now casually leaning on its kickstand nearby.

All the amenities will be made available and probably unsurprisingly, the inside's a little more sizeable than the out. Steve will be welcome to stay as long as he needs to clean up, rest and be on his way to whatever other work he has for the day. ]