LORE Moss lost their battle against Edis. And they were pissed. Not at Edis. Edis just happened to be there, interfering on Moss' plan. They were pissed at the situation they found themself in. Moss had come up with this plan to win the battle, and then defeat Reki. (1/12)

LORE "... I wear the crown of a madman.." Moss sits against the wall of an alleyway, with police sirens going off in the distance of the pitch dark night. They were shaking. Their eyes wide, grasping their head, while holding a silver ornate dagger, adorned with blood. (1/6)

LORE Moss was flying. They had just come back from the library, having taken just a few books. Some fiction, some historical. Each of them being about the same kingdom and its magic. The books were held in a black satchel that seemed very new. (1/14)

LORE It was very late at night, maybe early morning. Inside of a small general store we see our sorcerer, Moss. They were perusing the energy drinks , as they were planning to spend more time at the library, looking for more information on how to get .. back. (1/21)

LORE 6 years ago, Mycelia . "What do you want to be when you grow up?" Asked the maid to the small prince. She expected the answer to be something along the lines of 'I want to be a ruler!' as that is all the little prince was ever taught to want for themself. (1/6)

LORE Moss has not slept properly in a while. Ever since they got back from.. the void, it has been very difficult to get more than 3 hours of sleep at a time. It's fucking with their magic, too. Magic users need rest to recharge. Moss isn't getting much of it. (1/12)

LORE The library was quiet. Mainly because it was closed. There was a lone reader inside of the library, sitting against a wall. They were reading a book on teleporting, while taking notes on the side. They were by an open window, in case they needed to leave fast. (1/20)

LORE //tw: slight self harm It's getting worse. (1/15)

LORE Preparations were nearly complete. (1/20)

LORE ft. silas It was around nighttime, about 8 or 9. There was a light rain coming down, only lightly obscuring the vision of the people walking outside. In a street filled with shops near the beach, only a few blocks down. (1/3)

LORE ft. 🪶oakley🌟🚦|🇵🇸 and kayden PRIV ?:!:? - It was early in the morning, but not quite dawn. The perfect time to set out on a journey. The beach town was quiet, asleep, as all early mornings usually were. It was slightly windy, and it smelled like it had recently rained. (1/3)

LORE 8 years ago, Mycelia Moss had always despised small rooms. (1/16)

LORE Moss celebrated their birthday. (1/9)

LORE //tw: physical abuse ? "... your highness..?" (1/19)

LORE ft. @AstrophobicFog kayden PRIV ?:!:? The skies were gray. It was close to mid-day, maybe 2pm. The wind was picking up, making ones hair whip around them. In the distance, there were dark clouds, and the faint image of rain coming from them. (1/4)

LORE Oli sat quietly on the wooden ground. His back was pressed up against the corner of the wall and he rested his head on his knees. Oakley was sleeping in the corner, an old, torn up blanket draped over him. The room was dimly lit with a flickering lantern. (1/14)

LORE Moss looked ahead. (1/25)

LORE Oli was curled up with some old blankets he had found in a crate. The boat rocked gently back and forth. The sound of quiet pencil scratching from Oakley across the room, doodling in a notfebook, along with the sounds of a slight drizzle from outside were calming. (1/14)

LORE featuring @AstrophobicFog Oli quickly sat up, glancing around at his surroundings. Alastair sat across from him on a hammock, knitting quietly. A clock hung on the wall, ticking loud in the silent room, showed the time 3:07. A dream. It was just a dream. (1/2)

LORE Later that night, 3:30am. (1/15)