“I’m shocked by how many people hit on me in the tavern… is it because I’m an elf?” Threyn’s thinking out loud to herself, thinking she’s alone. Last night 6 people bought her a drink and 2 asked her to join them in their room. She’s flattered but confused.

Warning: Unless it suppresses magic or you know how to cause gay panic, you may be subject to retaliation!

// Shoulda prolly not gone with a white haired elf since the only white haired elf art I’m finding basically is Frieren, and I dont wanna use a canon character from sumn as a faceclaim x3

// Still kinda torn on whether I wanna have Threyn as cis or trans… cuz chastity cages are cute as hell…

“I… don’t think you could offer a large enough donation to be noticed by the estate…” Threyn said to herself softly, not realizing that she said this out loud. “If you seek a caster however, I could possibly be of service, depending on the task…” She proceeded to offer

“The lady is not currently present…” Threyn said, her voice remaining soft. “Strangers are not allowed to enter unless you have an appointment… is there a message I can pass on to Lady Ravenwood?” The girl was rather cautious, which makes sense given the influence the Ravenwoods hold.

// Didn’t realize how much I’ve missed rping lmao // I should also make a better lore doc for Threyn at some point so it’s not just all off the dome lmao

@demaciancorsair.bsky.social There’s a new face that just entered the bar, an elf dressed surprisingly well for this part of town. She sits down at the bar and half-stutters through an order of mead. She doesn’t fit in here at all, it’s odd…

@valiantknight00.bsky.social “If you are here to speak to Lady Ravenwood, I must apologize…” The elf stood on her side of the gate of the estate. Her voice was soft and her eyes didn’t meet his. “She is currently on an excursion…”

@dreamingchampion.bsky.social Threyn was looking for someone rumored to have spells resembling manipulation magic without any training at the Ravenwood academy. She’d gotten a description, and was now following Fire at a mild distance. Could this be the caster in question?

A gentle smile appeared as the elf nodded. “The Ravenwood academy specializes in training wielders of manipulation magic.” Her voice was clearer now, this speech most likely rehearsed. The same glow in her eyes returned as a chair was summoned behind the duelist, glowing the same color. —

There were no plans on her schedule today, so she was going out into the woods to get some cardio in! …she started off a bit too optimistically, and now she’s leaning against a tree, wheezing. “Just… keep breathing…” Threyn said to herself, wiping some sweat from her brow.

@bountyandbooty.bsky.social Threyn’s face was racked with confusion as she walked down the somewhat shady pier. Lady Ravenwood had called in a favor with an old contact for transport over sea… but was this the right ship? Maybe if she can find the captain, she can ask them…

Lady Ravenwood is mostly at the academy nowadays, so Threyn is in charge of handling visitors at the manor. The issue is that she’s not always informed when someone might be visiting, or any previous arrangements. Walking to the gate, Threyn would greet the visitor, her voice soft.

Pink, glowing tentacles are idly coiling up her ankles as Threyn sits at a desk, reading a thick tome. Boredom has set in, but Lady Ravenwood tasked her with reading it, so she’s not stopping until she’s at least a bit further in.

“I… Uhh, I’m not sure whether miss Ravenwood has anything prepared… I’ll ask for you…” Threyn said as she closed the gate behind Fiona. Her eyes then flashed with a pink glow for a second, before she turned back to Fiora. “Miss Ravenwood says she didn’t expect you for another week…” She says—

@eliseurayel4.bsky.social Bowing deeply before the princess, the young elven sorceress tried to stick to etiquette she knew despite the title of the woman before her. “It’s an honor to meet you princess…” She spoke softly, not knowing why she was requested by the royal family yet.

“Oh! I… Uhhh, I wasn’t informed, was this a…” Realizing that she was leaving the guest outside as of yet, she moved to the gate and unlocked it, opening it for Fiora. “My apologies, miss Ravenwood didn’t inform me of anything…” she said, motioning for Fiora to enter.

@granduelist.bsky.social Heading out to the estate’s gates, Threyn would look at the woman on the other side. “You wished to speak to a representative of house Ravenwood?” She asked, a bit confused as they rarely got visitors at the door.

A teapot is being handed from tentacle to tentacle down the hallway, in the direction of Threyn’s study. Her control over her magic is renowned, but something so complex for a task so simple? Is she just showing off, or maybe unaware of how complex this skill truly is?

// To help inspire me to do more for Threyn!

// Oops! Didn’t realize I didn’t post anything in so long already, might try to get some more stuff down today!

// Still kinda surprised at how much difficulty I'm having finding fantasy or dnd muses that pique my interest! // Not gonna stop trying tho, hoping they'll find me as well x3

The flash of those pink eyes followed the inability to disobey the caster's command. "Stay!" She had shouted, that snapping branch having foiled the attempted ambush. Looking at you, bewildered, the short elf was starting to approach carefully. "W-Who are you..." She asked softly.

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Her eyes narrowed at him suspiciously, her hand remaining trained on him. Her eyes briefly flicker with a pink glow as he feels his mind probed, looking to verify his true intent. “Why should… Should I tell you?” Her voice was very calculating, not sure what to do yet.

Threyn quickly rose and turned around, raising her hand at the stranger. A subtle pressure could be felt from every direction, more like a threat than an attack. “Wh-… Who are you?” Her voice was soft, but the look in her eyes was sharp.

Sat at a campfire, her tent pitched behind, Threyn was making dinner. She’s got some sausages in a skillet, and she’s watching the fire as they sizzle. The world seems so peaceful right now.

// Also considering setting up a cyberpunk RP account x3

The humming from inside the room grew a bit louder as brighter flashes would leak out under the door. A creaking also left her room as a wave of purple magic would emanate out, passing by Ellie and causing a weird feeling of pressure. Something is going on in there.

// It would've prolly been easier to go into a more focused fandom for my first RP account on here to start getting some connections lol, but alas!

A faint purple glow can be seen leaking out of the small gap in her room, pulsing with surprising intensity. Faintly audible through the door, a soft hum filled the air inside the room. Something was going on in there with Threyn.

// I was thinking that I would set up a bit more for this account yesterday, but I had a concert! // Might work on it later today!

// Mainly focussing on other fantasy muses! // Reposts are appreciated!

// Bluesky's a little different from Twitter in how the RP community uses tags and stuff, but overall the platform seems quite a bit nicer

Tap. Tap. Tap. There's an idle tapping of the mage's finger, pouring over the pages of the history tome describing the events of the first magic cascade. Her focus is purely aimed at the tome, unaware of [reader] in the room.

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