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[hor]

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I am stuck in my inn room by this white plague.
My own jewelry is so cold it burns my skin.
Attempted to build a fire, but the circle box on the ceiling began to screech deafeningly.

Someone give me a proper burial when this is over.

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[hor]

It's snowing, which means the water is frozen. Does that not imply that it is freezing? Does this get worse?

[ He doesn't know about temperature science, that's not a thing where he's from, but it's fucking cold. ]

Teach me, perhaps I have the supplies here.

[roppou]

Don't go getting ahead of yourself. I can only teach you if you've got cognitive magic. But I can cast it on anyone.

[Kids...]

[hor]

Is there a potion recipe version?
I've more expertise in alchemy than cognitive magic.

[roppou]

Not really my area of expertise.

[Someone's desperate... and someone else is a sucker for pathetic kids.]

But maybe we can come up with something together.

[hor]

What kind of magics do you have?

More importantly, what's your name? I am Horus!

[roppou]

Cognitive. Death. Hitoya.

[hor]

Anything you can teach me as a fellow death mage, Hitoya? 👻💀☠ I tend to ignore that side of my own magic, so I'll need clear instructions.

[ #daddyissues ]

🎊 you've triggered his catch phrase

[roppou]

I've got two things I can tell you. One. People hate ghosts. Two. Don't lose track of your body. Overall it's more of a nuisance than it's worth.

[Sorry Horus. He hasn't spent much time honing that half of his craft either. Joining hands for the dead family issues.]

awww yes

[hor]

Hm.. I can't argue that the dead should stay dead, though my brother will help me find a way out of the Underworld as long as we don't fail to stop the Calamity. I'd prefer to not leave my body to begin with.