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incredibly open....
Who: Merlin & yall
What: general catchall for January with some open prompts
When: allllll month
Where: around, possible Wyver bias
Warning(s): he'll probably make a bad decision somewhere
A. (WYVER) hangin out
What: general catchall for January with some open prompts
When: allllll month
Where: around, possible Wyver bias
Warning(s): he'll probably make a bad decision somewhere
A. (WYVER) hangin out
[Merlin lives in Wyver in a tiny single room and works at the dragon stables! He spends most of his time out and about with his... pet....... which is a Duldrum he took home from the jungle, but don't judge him and his beautiful child. It's a little taller than knee high at its full height now and follows him everywhere, trilling pleasantly. Feel free to find him...]B. (AROUND) aggressive helping
I. [In and around town, with the Duldrum, which he has to occasionally lift entirely over his head to not lose it in crowds where it gets super distracted. This is probably when he'll bump right into someone else, with, you know, a bird-thing raised up in the air. Uhh.]
—Hi, excuse me, I'm just- just trying to get through, before— no no no, what did I tell you about that? [This last part as he looks up at the Duldrum, which is clawing gently at his sleeves with its clawed feet. Now, for you,] Can you do me a favor and roll up my sleeves? Or down, technically, from this angle if you want to be picky— please?
II. [At work! Where he tends to the dragons with affection and gentleness, and deals with many visitors with the complete opposite. He's probably yelled at someone for trying to pet a dragon when they aren't supposed to and it's probably startling. While he works, anyone he hasn't seen here before miiight be getting a suspicious look...]
Don't put your hands in their mouths, please. [Like, obviously? But still.]
[When word starts to spread about deserters, Merlin is compelled not to desert with them, but to go out and see what's going on. Plus, he gets to borrow a wyvern mount, so the correct choice is obvious. He and his borrowed steed, a glittering blue wyvern that seems responsive to his occasional murmuring to her even if she doesn't understand (he's working on that), can be found exploring the land between Olympia and Wyver. What could he be doing?! Well:]C. (OLYMPIA) it's stupid
I. [Just generally exploring, he can be found doing anything from having a picnic with his beautiful wyvern friend to loitering outside the Edrathe Ruins, trying to listen to that spooky noise while also keeping his wyvern calm. If you approach him while he's havig a cool picnic he'll offer some food, and if you come up while he's by the ruins, he'll turn and ask,]
Do you hear that or am I finally losing my mind?
II. [Quite literally running around a camp of deserters he's wandered into, helping as many people as he can at once. He has healing magic, sure, and a ring affixed with a stone that calms people down, but it's still his habit to put most of his efforts into actual medicine: bringing water, bandages, helping make and apply simple potions and pastes for wounds... He will exhaust himself with taking on every task and occasionally slapping down some magic before long, but calming down and taking a break? What a concept. That's not happening. In fact,]
Hand me that canteen, will you? There's about six more thirsty people here who can't fetch water by themselves, so let's get a move on.
[So, you're coming? Yeah???]
[It's hard but not impossible to get into Olympia after settling in Wyver these days, but thankfully Merlin has a solution! A passport? An excuse? No, a really good disguise of an old man who has definitely lived in Olympia for years, thanks a lot. Catch him:]D. WILD CARD
I. [Arguing with a member of the Guard about this very thing, something that involves Merlin getting louder and louder and starting to draw a few more Guards' attention, concerned that this old man is going to start making trouble...
He may actually use magic to smack two Guards' heads together, and at that point he's going to need a hand getting out of there. What he does do instead of looking around to help is shout, louder, and climb up onto an awning overhanging the gatehouse checkpoint at this entrance to the city. Oh. Oh there he goes.]
Can't catch an old man, can you?! What are they feeding you rascals that makes you so slow and lazy?!
[Merlin....]
II. [When he's not questionably being arrested, he's doing something even worse: standing between two debating civilian parties and making his own commentary, loudly and to no one. It seems each time one of the sides says something about how to best attack Wyver, this old man is compelled to pipe up loudly with something like "You think that will work?" or "Oh, yes, that's brilliant."
People are starting to get annoyed.]
Hit me up on plurk atjojoveller if you want to plot something! Or you can just hit me with whatever!! Merlin lives and works in Wyver, so he's around... chillin... if u wanna adventure with him, let's DO IT!!
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I don't have a passport. Well—the old man doesn't. Me, as the old man. I've been calling myself Dragoon the Great which gets plenty of impressed looks, somehow.
[But why is he sneaking around without a passport when he already has an Olympian passport as himself...] I live in Wyver, so I don't really want all the bother.
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I'd say any man so bold as to call himself "the great" is sure to attract all sorts of looks, I'm sure. [Impressed looks -- but for all the wrong reasons, possibly.] But you've chosen a poor time for a vacation. Anti-Wyver sentiments are rather wide-spread among the native Olympians these days... why, you might just find that old face of yours slapped onto a wanted poster after all that ruckus.
[Ruckus that he helped make worse?? smh]
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[His old face... He's got an old woman disguise to spare and he can probably think of something else! An old man without a bear? It wouldn't be that hard.]
Besides, one bothersome old man won't cause that much of a stir in a place like this. [...Although, hang on, he is a Wyver boy, so-] Are the people... well, what are the people doing?
[The anti-Wyver sentiments, he means. He just wants to know, to keep it in mind-- he wanders now over to the edge of the roof to look down at the street below, like that will tell him something useful.]
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[Maybe someone else would sound a little concerned about all this, but not Mephisto. He almost sounds excited himself, really.]
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They aren't doing all that in Wyver. Polls and debates, I mean—seems like everyone already agrees that they want to start fighting, and anyone who doesn't ought to leave.
[Merlin isn't clamoring for war, himself. He's been out to help deserters despite what might happen to him as a result - but he still goes home to Wyver at night, and he feels more than a little uneasy about it.]
I think it's just a bunch of meatheads desperate to prove how tough they are, like those guards. They're going to make things dreadful for the rest of us.
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[Unless he's a spy or something; the ones who know how to act dumb are oftentimes the most successful.]
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Well—I don't like war. [He says this like it's weird, that he has to keep specifying this basic concept. Calm down, everyone...] And most of my friends are here in Olympia, so anyone who wants me to take up arms for a king I don't know won't have much luck.
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A king you don't-- ahh, you must be one of the refugees! [Usually he was pretty good on picking up who was and wasn't one, but sometimes it was hard to tell. Plenty of natives were capable of rather flashy magic too, after all.] I thought perhaps your face looked a bit familiar... have we met?
[He knows they haven't -- but he's fishing to see if he can get the guy to introduce himself first.]
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But okay, moving on.]
I don't know, I'm a little bit all over. I'm Merlin.
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[And he bows.] My name is Mephisto Pheles. I'm an associate of Mr. Jae-ha, and a professor at the Simwe Institute-- your former place of employment, yes?
[Which is probably the only place he's ever seen him, if only in passing -- whenever he's been with Jae-ha, all he'd heard was how fervently Merlin was working at the institute in search of a cure during the plague outbreak.]
[Also look at this guy, calling Jae-ha an associate as if they aren't dragon-married and banging on the regular... smh.]
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No, I didn't— I didn't actually work there. I delivered packages back when I lived around here. [He did work to help find a cure, but it was entirely sneaking in the back door and using all the abandoned supply rooms he could find to tinker with potion ingredients.
But, details.] I don't think he ever mentioned you.
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He didn't? Not even once?
[RUDE???]
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Not that I can remember.
[So either never, or not interestingly enough for Merlin to remember, so.]
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[But okay, shrug it off, this is fine--]
Well, he's not exactly the gossiping sort, I suppose. He certainly never mentioned you were such a skilled magician!
[But he kinda assumed, cause of the name. But considering his own aliases, he won't bother to mention it.]
It's a shame you've chosen to reside in Wyver. With skills like those, I'm sure you could make a rather comfortable living doing research here in Olympia.
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But research? [He makes a face, skeptical but amused. Ha... no thanks.] I'd rather stay with the dragons in Wyver than be shut up in a room taking notes all day.
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[The mention of dragons tho... does he knows about Jae-ha's dragon heritage? Suddenly them being roommates makes more sense--]
Oh? A dragon fanboy, are you? [HEH] Ah, but I do agree! Field work is much more rewarding than sitting around reading the research notes of others, for all that it might be necessary.
Why, incidentally-- that's what I was doing before I happened upon your little encounter with the guards!
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You were just trying to make things harder for me, so I can't imagine your field work was really that interesting. What were you doing before that?
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If I had wanted to make things harder for you, I would have simply severed the lines holding up the awning that you were perched on and dumped you right into the guards hands!
[He says this so casually??]
Ah, but I was actually on the search for a certain magical beast that I'd heard reports of in this area quite recently. Considering they're said to bring misfortune wherever they go, I thought perhaps one had latched itself onto you for all the trouble were you causing.
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[Buuut he didn't, so whatever, Merlin will just be a little more wary in the future.]
I think I would have noticed a magical beast.
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Oh, I don't know about that. It's called an Unlucky Cat. And aside from its propensity for drawing misfortune wherever it turns up, it otherwise looks just like an unassuming black house cat.
Typically they're harmless little things, but reports say it might have been responsible for an accident that caused a man's death. So it seemed worth taking a look into.
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I hardly think the cat can help things that happen when it's around.
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But if it's a malicious creature, seeking out opportunities to cause harm intentionally... well, then it ought to be dealt with through likewise appropriate means.
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[Do you want to get cat scratched in the face, Mephisto? Do you?]
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Then what would you propose? In the event that the creature in question is indeed malicious and bent on causing trouble... how do you suppose such a being should be dealt with?
[There's a hint of a laugh in his words, realizing just how easily this question could apply to himself.]
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[Please don't just murder cats. Or fight cats. Let the cat escape to the woods...]
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