Thread: Mage games

First Meric and Noir looked towards the poor girl passing off her friend that seemed completely nuts to strangers and making a quick exit back to the one still on their hands that had gone from bitch, to spazz, and back to what appeared to be some kind of neutral. Yes his name is Lox and you just thoroughly pissed him off enough to cast a blood curse that nearly pulped all of us before spewing everyone out of the front door in a chunky mess. That friend? Noir took the girls cheeks into her hands and looked into her face with her head tilting to the side somewhat before speaking. I don't think your head's on quite right little lady, but then again most mages are screwy in at least some ways but if we do go visit him try not to completely enrage him this time. I don't think it's entirely your fault but you did seem to add quite a bit of fuel to his fire. Looking back at the tower Meric sighed deeply and wondered exactly what he could do to help expedite his friend out of such a dour mood and looked to the dragoness and the spazz in turn finding absolutely no help from the two of them. Well... best thing you can do Bly is apologize to the guy and be done with it, that should at least get him settled but I'd suggest getting your head on straight for the task. Something about you grated on him the wrong way and he seems quite a bit more moody lately. Beckoning them to follow it could just slightly be heard under his breath as he grumbled and checked the door I swear he gets like this every other month at the same time.... Maybe if it was monthly he'd be a woman instead.... Taking a peak into the interior before entering Lox normally didn't have to worry about people he jettisoned from the tower because most people wouldn't be stupid enough to try and get back in. But since Meric was one of the few people who knew Lox to some degree he knew that the mage was most likely to have conked out for a while to try and cool off. Leading them quietly up the stairs the second floor seemed to be reserved as a kitchen, and oddly enough not only were the windows and counters festooned with numerous potted plants but there was a lot of different things both growing and stored that seemed completely off for a guys kitchen. Pulling a chair for the dragon and finding a pot of mint tea already boiling Meric poured a bit for the dragon before taking Bly further up the stairs. If were going to get anywhere all you have to do is apologize and he'll simmer but you have to do it without anyone else helping you. Hopefully if you can get him to calm down he'll consider giving the dragon something to send her packing and we can all be on our marry ways but for gods sake try not pissing him off further. The third floor was an arcane room with varying equipment and books but the final top floor he led her to the door and turned her around to look her in the eyes for a final warning. Just apologize to him and I'm sure he'll wake up and listen to you but for the love of all that's holy don't touch ANYTHING. There's stuff in there he makes that looks COMPLETELY HARMLESS and is capable of blowing up entire castles! PLEASE, just apologize and be done with it! Hopefully he'll just pluck something from somewhere and give it to yonder dragon downstairs. Stoically walking back down stairs to leave the girl at the cracked door Meric sat down in the chair opposite to Noir and drank his tea with a look of despair on his face. Either Lox forgave her or he'd blow the entire tower up with all of them in it, and with a heaved sigh he wondered what he did to deserve all this. Unfortunately for him though the moment Bly opened the door she'd be confronted with the most curious collection of objects that literally everything in Lox's room screamed to be touched and fiddled with. From every color of metal to every rainbow of jewel there were objects all over the place that ticked, clicked, and even chirped without cease and nothing could be determined by just looking at each unique device. There were what looked like bronze eggs that rolled in odd little circles on the main desk, disks of gold and silver clicking away on the night stand, little birds of platinum and steel fluttering around over head and upon the bed smaller and even more delicate looking devices surrounded Lox's sleeping form. He didn't seem to move while he slept, probably a learned habit after destroying on of the things he was making but something was distinctly wriggling in his hair that seemed out of place until more closely examined. Hidden amongst the messy white hair were protrusions that were quiet like the ears of a cat, ears that would go notoriously well the slitted pupils he had earlier that came every now and then with his emotions flaring but the question was how he got that way and what someone would do with that knowledge.