“Noble” is that truly so?
Adam tucked his fingers around his chin, brooding over Louis' words on his way out of class. "To guide ghosts back to where they belong," he repeated, enlightened by the exorcist's noble purpose.
Fantasy · Adamus_Auguste
The exhausted Slime froze in place...
Fantasy · Eat mushrooms raw
Felt a bit weird he was so shocked he blurted it out. Since Adams character so far has had him do a facial expression rather than speaking his thoughts.
But as impressively threatening as the demon was, Adam's gaze didn't linger on it. It was on the parchment itself. "A talisman!" he blurted out aloud.
Fantasy · Adamus_Auguste
This feels like its worded weird. But im too lazy to think about it
Darkness it couldn't escape, not that it could...even if it tried.
Fantasy · Sherlocke_Gnomes
No, you were way out of line lady
"Why? Because she felt down, of course." She spoke with certainty. "Teacher Magna laid the solution out, but you didn't think about it. Or was it that you privileged your own comfort over hers?" She snorted. "Look at me. That's how a true friend should act. I didn't mind losing a hundred points or risking failure."
Fantasy · Adamus_Auguste
Nah, sabotaging him like that is a surefire way to make an enemy.
Yet, he had no idea he would be off to a bad start when Mathilde's lips curled into a mischievous grin. "I'll let you realise for yourself. Now, night is settling, and three ladies need their friend to escort them back to their rooms."
Fantasy · Adamus_Auguste
The rule of 3 exists for a reason
AN: Who's right? I wonder...
Fantasy · Adamus_Auguste
I dont wanna be mean but like, girl gotta stfu
Quintella, however, stood on her chair. A fist planted on her hips and pointing an accusing finger at Desmond, she growled. "You didn't learn from the last beating, you sleep-wrecking nuisance. You want to compete? We don't need the artifacts!"
Fantasy · Adamus_Auguste
A predatory glint flashed in his eyes. No matter where, craftsmen were valued. If he could force Adam to spend time in a few cities during their journey, prestige would flow into his pockets like streams.
Fantasy · Adamus_Auguste
Ugh
But whilst doing that, both he and the clone failed to notice a small, unassuming mouse run towards a certain corner of the hall before disappearing.
The Lady’s Butler: I Reincarnated To Serve The Villainess
Fantasy · Sherlocke_Gnomes