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Claude von Riegan ([personal profile] leicesters) wrote in [community profile] avalononline2021-08-01 05:10 pm

video; un: stargazer

Hey there, friends! I have a little poem I wrote for you. Yes, you.

[Well, he actually wrote it for Merlin, but who's nitpicking? He reaches for a piece of paper he composed his masterpiece on, clears his throat, and recites:]

My magic is green,
But also dark,
After hearing my terrible poetry
Are you feeling a little spark?


... No? [There's a lingering grin on his face, before he screws up the paper and tosses it over his shoulder.] Oh well! I'll think of something catchier next time.

Anyway, now that I've got your attention, I just wanted to let everyone know that earlier last month, me and a couple of pals did a little exploring in the desert on the north side of the island. It was a long journey, but eventually we found what I can only call a huge whirlpool of sand.

I would have loved to have gotten closer to see what was causing it, but the sandstorms around it were way too strong. My guess has to be some powerful being hiding inside it, or maybe some strong magics were cast on the area to keep out intruders. For now, it's a dead end.

It did get me wondering, though: has anyone done any exploring of their own around the island? What did you find?
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[personal profile] polterguide 2021-08-01 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh my god- Can we just get back to the bad pick ups instead of whatever this is?
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[personal profile] polterguide 2021-08-01 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[There’s a murmur from offscreen - a man’s voice - and Bailey looks up at whoever it is. They wave their hand, dismissing whatever it is he’s said.]

Alright.

[Wait a minute… They have an idea.]

Did it hurt?
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[personal profile] polterguide 2021-08-01 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
When you fell from the vending machine.
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[personal profile] polterguide 2021-08-02 10:17 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Was just thinking you must’ve dropped from one, ‘cause you’re a snack.

[At least in his own words!]