vigilantist | WILD JACKASS APPEARED

TYPE: HEART OF GOLD/LONE WOLF
Magic swordsman who loves dogs and sweets. Came from the poorer parts of the capital city, Zaphias, and vowed to make the world better for those below. Joined the knights, quit after a few months, decided to become a vigilante instead after going on a life-changing journey to save the environment from a giant-ass sky squid.

I wish I could make this up.

WHAT WILL YOU DO?

>YER A WIZARD, HARRY: EACHDRAIDH.
[Benevolent as their oh-so-great monarchs were, Yuri found the wait for his blastia frustrating. The chokehold of rules and regulations were part of the reason of why he left the knights--being subjected to them again chafed at him like a too-tight collar, made him more irritated than he'd care to admit.

He's never been a book person. Although magic has been suggested to him several times by well-meaning acquaintances he... finds that he can't focus on the words at all. He's tried. Made himself sit at the library with a dusty old tome, forced himself to sit there and read for half an hour or so.

You have two choices here:

You might catch Yuri at the library, staring down at a book with a blank look. He folds the corner of the page, unfolds it, repeats as he flips impatiently between the pages. After a minute or so of ineffective fidgeting, he heaves a sigh and slams it shut.]

Forget it. I can't make heads or tails out of this.

[Or you might catch Yuri in the courtyard after his unsuccessful magic lesson, hefting an axe he snatched from the armory. He's testing its weight by spinning it around like he's some sort of circus act, stops every now and then to swing as if he's expecting something to pop out from the weapon. When nothing happens, he frowns in displeasure.]

>LET'S SEE HOW FAR WE'VE COME: EACHDRAIDH TIMESKIP.
[He saddled up a horse in the middle of the night while Samhain's festivities were high and took off for "a quick jaunt," according to the servants. Once the party calmed down, Yuri Lowell had disappeared from the court, with not a word or hint of his fate.

Shardbearers gallivanted off on adventures quite frequently, though he never returned word of his whereabouts, nor did he appear when the monarchs called for their subjects. It would be this way for months.

The rumors began early spring. They were by no means widespread; rather, they were localized gossip, sprouting from waylaid villages by the coast. Talk of bandits being pushed out of villages by a savage wolf with fangs of steel, of a dark beast watching over the streets with a bloody eye for wrongdoers.

(As for Yuri's opinion on these tales... well, he couldn't say that they didn't hold some appeal to him.)

So you might be someone investigating these rumors, or someone trying to find this asstoad to deck him across the face for running off without a word. Maybe you're someone who's landed in trouble on the road, only to find a mysterious swordsman suddenly in the fray.

Either way, Yuri Lowell will appear before you: quite well, and very much full of his usual attitude. Some things never changed.]

Been a while, hasn't it?

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[/flicks holy water on her, ain't no one got time for that no jk

Yuri turns his body so he can cross his legs and rest an arm on the table. The book dangles from his hand precariously as he tips his head up to get a better look at her.]

And let me guess. This scary librarian would be you, right?

[/gives you bad hair days for eternity, wow]

Hey--be careful with that!

[she only has eyes for the book for a few moments before frowning subtly at him.]

No, I just came here to read things.

Huh, that's funny.

[Sorry, Flora, but he's not setting that book down anytime soon. He's openly grinning at her.]

I almost thought you were here to stick your nose in the businesses of shabby vagrants like me.

Why would I do that?

[HELPING IS NOT STICKING HER NOSE RUDELY INTO BITNESS which is why she is like genuinely confused here.]

And you should have better respect for yourself.

[She says that in a half-maternal tone, because he's either being self-deprecating, or making assumptions about what she might think of him, and she won't have that. So, either way, her reply works.]

[What respect, Flora? What he's said is a mixture of self-deprecation and a kneejerk defense mechanism to hide the fact that he was caught fumbling at something. You had to have a bark to match your bite, sometimes, when you're fending for yourself in the Lower Quarters.

Either way, her answer is quietly taken into consideration by Yuri. He raises his eyebrows at her.]

Respect? I didn't expect to hear that. What makes you think I don't have any?

[Yuri, she's just met you, so she won't be at all sarcastic. ~~give it 5 minutes~~ But if she thought look like "seriously"it, she'd be giving you a look like "seriously"]

Maybe because I'm not the one who called you a "shabby vagrant". Just a guess.

[Okay, maybe a bit sarcastic, but it's halfway pleasant, like she's joking, not like she's being condescending.]

[Ah... she's right, isn't she? Fine. He'll give her an inch.]

... heh. You got me there.

[Truth be told, it was what he was expecting whoever was running the place to call him. He doesn't look like a reputable person at all with the way he's dressed. A tattered cloak and odd clothing that doesn't suit the fashion of Drabwurld: he practically screams shardbearer.

Yuri sets the book on the table at last, away from the perils of his fingers. He doesn't bother to readjust himself to sit properly in his chair, though. Asshole.]

You a frequent customer?

[Darn straight she does, and congratulations, just knowing that is enough to put you on her radar all the more. Prepared to be shipped on the S. S. Friend, Yuri.

But, one thing at a time.]

You could say that! I love books and magic, and magic books, even if I wouldn't recommend some of them. [She smiles a little sheepishly for a moment.] It's easier to find unbiased things here, too.

[He didn't ask for friends?? Wow! But he can't deny that making new friends is nice.

All this talk about books reminds him of a certain princess back home. Estelle would have a ball in a place like this, wouldn't she? Yuri can't help softening his suspicions when he thinks about it... for now, of course.]

I agree with you there. All the books in the court libraries were too busy tooting their own horn.

[Eloquent and to the point, as always.] What's the difference between books and magic books? They're just words on paper, aren't they?

[Yuri you are the most tsun indecisive butt but it's okay, your decision has been made for you!]

It's why I like coming here and places like it. Things like that matter less.

[Ah, as for books, though.]

Well, uh, mundane books typically won't try to eat you...or flood rooms with water, or change the weather to a winter or any other kind of storm...or possess you, or have evil sorcerers trapped in them, or bring dangerous things to life, or otherwise try to kill you, and other pleasant things like that. [She waves a hand with a bit of a sigh but breaks into an earnest smile.] But they can do a lot of nice things, too, like show you whole worlds or memories or other beautiful things.

[That...

... he makes a mental note to himself to ask before taking any strange books off from the shelves.]

Seriously? From what you're telling me, these books are a lot more trouble than they're worth.

[If a book tried to kill him he'd toss it off a cliff, fyi.]

[The book might just climb back up the cliff tho js]

Depends on the book! And the dangerous ones are usually kept in restricted sections anyway. Besides, anything worth doing is going to be at least little challenging. [Her expression turns a little playful.] You didn't strike me as the type to get a little squeamish at danger.

[That nettles at Yuri's ego.]

Who said I was? [He folds his arms across his chest.] I'd be more than a match for any of these magical books.

Hmm, are you sure? You seemed a little scared to me, earlier. There's no shame in that.

[She says it in just a calmly teasing tone that can only be taken for the complete opposite.]

WILD JACKASS APPEARED

nah, that'd be too many kids running around

two is too many now

have you ever handled two goats

have you

goats killed my parents bc of mishandling it was tragic

were they like ninja goat assassins, a duo of death

they were, and they were also a duo of assholes

so is this a revenge story or one of justice

it's a batman story

youre a robin tho

rude?? i'm cool enough to be batman!

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