KIDDILION A) [Look, he only cares about one thing here. Getting magic back and getting back on track. Kiddilion is his main and most important stop. Kiddilion is not a great place for him though and any by standers can witness pick pockets get very disappointed at finding he has nothing useful. One manages to score something that might have been half a small animal or maybe just a really unfortunate looking piece of fruit at one point. Who knows. It's gross, BM is gross, everything about this is gross.
At one point BM will find his way on his own and back to the group sporting a brand new bloody knife! Whose blood it is might be uncertain but BM's not looking all that great so it's probably his.]
B) [At the Black Mage guild he's super impatient. He's just listening to the lecture and doesn't seem to care. He just wants the spells.]
Yes, yes. Basic elemental spells created by the chaotic energy that tries to rip it's way out of all existence. Got it. When do we start? Who do I buy them from?
[Oh, forms. Stupid forms. Black Mage gets to work filling them out in hopes to just get this over and done with! The moogle that's been trailing BM just sighs as he watches the wretch get to work.]
Could you be any more obvious?
[If you trailed BM all day you'd feel justified in being judgmental and condescending too.]
VON OKTAVIA A) [Luckily, BM is short. Not quite short enough and his hat does keep bumping things. He's very, very cautious to keep it on and to keep his face shadowed. When light gets close to touching it sometimes someone might see something moving funny. Funny in a weird, stomach churning way. Probably best to let the little monster keep his hat.]
B) [He grits his teeth and listens to the bards playing. All these Dark Knights though have something he wants, the ability to murder! Or maybe it's just their name and the fact that someone in particular went Paladin. Black Mage signs up and though will accept that he has gear he should be wearing, he puts it off because that'd take time away from his true passion.
As he's scribbling his signature down, the moogle trailing him continues to mock.]
I was wrong, you can be more obvious. This is going to make you even more insufferable.
Black Mage Evilwizardington | 8-Bit Theater | OTA
A) [Look, he only cares about one thing here. Getting magic back and getting back on track. Kiddilion is his main and most important stop. Kiddilion is not a great place for him though and any by standers can witness pick pockets get very disappointed at finding he has nothing useful. One manages to score something that might have been half a small animal or maybe just a really unfortunate looking piece of fruit at one point. Who knows. It's gross, BM is gross, everything about this is gross.
At one point BM will find his way on his own and back to the group sporting a brand new bloody knife! Whose blood it is might be uncertain but BM's not looking all that great so it's probably his.]
B) [At the Black Mage guild he's super impatient. He's just listening to the lecture and doesn't seem to care. He just wants the spells.]
Yes, yes. Basic elemental spells created by the chaotic energy that tries to rip it's way out of all existence. Got it. When do we start? Who do I buy them from?
[Oh, forms. Stupid forms. Black Mage gets to work filling them out in hopes to just get this over and done with! The moogle that's been trailing BM just sighs as he watches the wretch get to work.]
Could you be any more obvious?
[If you trailed BM all day you'd feel justified in being judgmental and condescending too.]
VON OKTAVIA
A) [Luckily, BM is short. Not quite short enough and his hat does keep bumping things. He's very, very cautious to keep it on and to keep his face shadowed. When light gets close to touching it sometimes someone might see something moving funny. Funny in a weird, stomach churning way. Probably best to let the little monster keep his hat.]
B) [He grits his teeth and listens to the bards playing. All these Dark Knights though have something he wants, the ability to murder! Or maybe it's just their name and the fact that someone in particular went Paladin. Black Mage signs up and though will accept that he has gear he should be wearing, he puts it off because that'd take time away from his true passion.
As he's scribbling his signature down, the moogle trailing him continues to mock.]
I was wrong, you can be more obvious. This is going to make you even more insufferable.