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[rebrandedwarlock]

 

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65 / Cis Male / Any / Jack of Diamonds  

   

     

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My Self-Summary

First Druid and (now former) Chancellor of the Springtide Clan. My rank seems to be a joke upon my Jack-of-all-Trades nature. If you have a skill you're interested in, it is likely I have dabbled in it, if not mastered it. And if not, I can always learn. Don't let my age deceive you, I'm still a quick study. Interested in playing the game, but in no rush. I've not fallen through worlds before, I plan to enjoy my time before Myddvai calls me back.

    My Future Plans

Why, it's no fun to share those, is it?

    My Talents

Reading, writing, painting, string instruments, hunting, tracking, trapping, fielding game, butchery, cooking, swordplay, archery, navigation, battle tactics, economics, mathematics, bookkeeping, lawmaking, diplomacy, leadership, teaching, academic study, alchemy, experimentation, fitness, medical expertise.

Various magical disciplines. I specialize in studies and of the soul.

  My Ideal Partner

Why, my wife, but she's unfortunately no longer with us.

   

Height 6'-2" (~188cm)   Body Type Lean, Fit   Smokes Yes   Drinks Yes   Drugs Yes   Sign Savory     Education Highest Achievable     Occupation Chancellor     Income ???     Children No.     Pets No.     Hobbies Journalling.

             

   

 

 

 

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    01. WINE OR BEER

WINE/BEER

    .02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

CLOWNS/MIMES

    .03 SHOWER OR BATH

SHOWER/BATH

    .04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

PIRATES/NINJAS

    .05 TITS OR ASS

TITS/ASS

    .06 COFFEE OR TEA

COFFEE/TEA

    .07 SPICY OR SWEET

SPICY/SWEET

    .08 SUMMER OR WINTER

SUMMER/WINTER

      .09 LEATHER OR LACE

LEATHER/LACE

    10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

ROUGH SEX/GENTLE SEX

         

   

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ABCD-1

   

   

 

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Source: The Great Lodge, God of War Ragnarok

Sherwood's Suite is located on the Ace & Jack level floor. He has no door, having removed it entirely. His room is always open to visitors, regardless of his being around or not. The space is mostly a large, single space with all his amenities. The only separated out room is his private bathroom, which he keeps locked.

Of note, he has a wood burning hearth with various, rudimentary cooking supplies. There are multiple, large desks with various scrolls, journals, and books strewn about. Bookshelves and storage cabinets line many of the walls. Painted artwork, tapestries, and drawings are also haphazardly about the space. He has a low, wide, and plush bed cot tucked in a far back corner. It had a curtain which can be pulled around to give some privacy, but he won't be found sleeping in it.

Comments

[rebrandedwarlock]

I can see why! Magic is quite the dangerous, miraculous thing. When all have it, then there is much less inequity. Give it to only a chosen few and I'd suspect those few would abuse their powers over those without.

[said as a man with no ethics, who would and has done exactly that abuse of power]

[perfectdistance]

You think that's something that'll always happen?

[Maybe.

Maybe it's fated that every world that has magic will always devolve into that, people abusing their power, making the rest of the world hate them. Maybe there's no world where those with and without magic can be at peace with each other, due to the inherent power imbalance.

...

He wishes it didn't always end up that way.]

[rebrandedwarlock]

It is happening even here, isn't it? Whoever run this place clearly have means well above what the rest of us can do.

[Sherwood looks to his left hand, towards his gloved ring finger. His Diamond Suit mark was there, being kept out of sight, but he had an idea of the control it could exert over him if there captors so wished it. Frustrating, but Sherwood is also curious about such power... he'll figure it out, one day.]

[perfectdistance]

They also placed people randomly too.

[Not that Nero really minds being put in the twos. The less people know him, the happier he is.]

Takes a lot of work to get just one person over to another world. Let alone... Everybody here.

[rebrandedwarlock]

You believe it is random? My place seems well considered. I'm something of a jack of all trades.

[and if Nero likes his low status, isn't that strange to be such a coincidence?]

I've not seen any others of Myddvai around. I'm sure I left my people able to stand upon their own feet, but I do still worry they weren't yet ready to walk without my guiding hand. Alas... nothing to be done. [he stirs the pot, likely full by now of all the necessary ingredients,]

Is this ready to go on the fire?

[perfectdistance]

[He simply believes Bradley should be lower than King status, but also isn't willing to say that.]

There's only one other person from home around... That's probably for the best.

[He would lose it a little if he had to deal with Oz. Nero's too easily stressed around that guy. Murr is also... guy of all time who pokes and prods and enjoys drama a bit too much.

Anyway.]

Yeah, it's ready.

[rebrandedwarlock]

[For the purposes of meeting Bradley later on, Sherwood will not inquire further on that one. He is focused on hoisting the pot over to the hooks mounted above his flaming hearth, adjusting their stew until it is being properly heated. That will need to be left to simmer a while, but from the smell, it'll be good.]

There, perfect. [Sherwood straightens himself up and tugs his gloves into place, casually and bluntly asking,]

Were you still interested in a further exchange? [this man loves his vague implications! He hadn't forgotten that Nero offered his card for a place to cook, but maybe he'll play dumb to get out of it. Sherwood would allow it, he's not about to be pushy (he's only just gotten here... save that for later.)]

[perfectdistance]

[He knows what he said, and he knows what he's asking. It's the same sort of vagueness that the noblemen use when they don't feel like being especially direct.

Being direct isn't something he's great at either.]

We've got... some time before it's finished so...

[Yes, he is interested.]

[rebrandedwarlock]

[Sherwood can pick up such subtle and unspoken cues well, since they're really his preference over too blunt and inelegant discussion. There's just less fun in that. He much prefers to tease such things out.

So, he moves in close to Nero, backing him in against the counter. While Nero isn't a short man, he's still four inches shorter than Sherwood and he'll use that to his advantage. A hand moves to one side, hooking onto the counter edge, with the other reaches to Nero's hip, thumbing at where the bone is most dramatic. Sherwood stands tall and close, if not quite flush,]

There are many ways to occupy our time until then. Does anything come to your mind?

[perfectdistance]

[ Why is it so many people are so much taller than him? He's sure he isn't short, but this feels like a strange series of coincidences. So many tall men. While he doesn't grind against him, he doesn't move away either.

He lets himself get boxed in, gaze shifting between Sherwood and the bed. ]

I have... a couple ideas.

[rebrandedwarlock]

Why, I would love to hear them.

[Sherwood tilts his head in towards Nero, lifting a hand to gesture a little come-hither curl of a finger. Inviting the other mage speak whatever his desires are direct to his ear. Just between them, hush-hush.]

[perfectdistance]

[ Why does he have to say it out loud? Can't he just- they're the only people in this room right now.

His face is so red as he mumbles into Sherwood's ear. ]

I could suck you off...

[rebrandedwarlock]

[Ah, very good. He likes partners with a sense of shame to all this, it's more fun that way. The unabashedly horny are so common Myddvai, Sherwood prefers these things being a little less bold and more subtle. The dance is a part of the fun for him, being something of a prude himself,

He hums low, in approval at that suggestion. Turning his head, he presses close to Nero's ear to whisper back,]

And what for yourself, in return? [not that Sherwood's against a one way gift of pleasure, but if Nero's so bashful, it's fun to make him talk more on the topic]

[perfectdistance]

I-It's fine.

[ Nero might've grown up as a Northern wizard, surrounded by people who were loud and brash and understood what they wanted- but his heart settled on East. And the people there are extremely repressed.

Really, he just doesn't want to talk about it more. ]

[rebrandedwarlock]

Haa, why, if you change your mind, all you need to do is speak up.

[Sherwood will raise himself back to his full height, reaching for Nero's wrist to wrap in his hand.]

The bed as a curtain pull, if you care for privacy.

[Since, you know, he took the whole door off his room... Sherwood will move along towards the bed given willingness from Nero to follow along.]

[perfectdistance]

Sure...

[ He will be pulling the curtain around them. Nobody look!

Oh, now that he thinks about it, there's nothing stopping sound from traveling... But then again people probably can't pin down specific sex noises to one specific person in this whole resort. ]

[rebrandedwarlock]

[The curtain offers some room around the bed itself, which is framed into the wall itself as a more hidden enclave. Sherwood sits himself at the edge and is quick to pull Nero to his lap,]

Come here. [his voice has an easy command to it, natural and firm, lacking harshness of demand. Waste not, want not- Sherwood isn't wasting time with Nero. He leans in and peppers kisses along the other man's bare neck. He's an older man, the idea of getting a blow job doesn't just turn him on in an instant... he wants some time to play with his partner and get worked up,]

[perfectdistance]

[ This too is familiar. He ends up in Sherwood's lap without too much coaxing, doesn't even struggle against it.

The kisses are starting to get him worked up, flush starting to travel up his neck and onto his cheeks.

His voice is just soft enough for Sherwood to hear, extremely aware of how easily people could possibly hear them from down the hallway. ]

Haa... enjoying yourself?

[rebrandedwarlock]

I am. [Sherwood's response is swift and assured, lacking any doubts. His skin direct to Nero's really tempts him to delve further in, feel about his soul with equally curious touches to how his gloved hands latch to hips. Sherwood will only resist because, well, he's sure Nero could clock that right away. It would be a shame to send him jolting away from his lap.

His kisses trails from neck up to where blush clings onto Nero's cheeks. Then, catching his lips directly, a kiss with passion and gravity to it, Sherwood always liking to pull people in.]

[perfectdistance]

[ Nero might be pretty lax when it comes to sleeping around here. Sure, a low rank doesn't really bother him, but people do need money to live and there's only so much cheating at dice and cards he can do without getting caught. But if anybody started poking around with his soul, he would end things immediately.

His hands slip under Sherwood's shirt, as he hums pleasantly into the kiss. Encouraging. ]

[rebrandedwarlock]

[He's gonna do so another time, he's going to go poking around at his soul.

Sherwood very lightly does so through that kiss. That skin to skin contact is enough he can get just a taste of Nero's magic. A lick of it, masked by the act itself, his tongue lapping out against Nero's lips. Taste tells Sherwood a lot about the quality of someone's magic, what it's like, the all important flavor profile that Myddvai magic is classified by. Not that Nero's otherworldly magic will follow those rules, but Sherwood is curious all the same,

Also, he's only wearing a basic button up and some higher waist lined slacks. He's very easy to get undressed. The druids don't bother with undergarments, either, so Sherwood won't ever think to have those on,]

[perfectdistance]

[ These wizards don't have flavor profiles, but Nero's soul tastes warm, like a hearth in middle of a blizzard, a small point of comfort in a country that's nearly without it. The strength that comes from a well cooked meal, almost as good as medicine, a sense of home and belonging.

Getting him undressed doesn't take that much time, kissing down his neck, his chest and towards his erection. ]

[rebrandedwarlock]

[A warm hearted core in the middle of a field of ice, an interesting interpretation to spring to Sherwood's mind at the taste of Nero. What people hold in their souls, what feeling and imagery it reminds Sherwood of, is vastly varied. Nero is no exception, attractively unique and delicious. Sherwood wants to delve deeper, to feel what other cannot, but Nero is moving down his body so... better to focus on more tangible pleasures.

Sherwood's cock springs forth, fully hard by now, from his slacks. He's tall, but darn well hung even for that. It's always fun to see how a partner reacts to that from him, if it's intimidating or mearly a pleasant surprise. (Or horrified by what they've gotten into, that's also funny!)]

Why, I trust you'll take good care of me.

[perfectdistance]

[ It's bigger than he would've expected, but he doesn't look intimidated. You live for long enough, you know enough wizards who are really into shape changing and you live in stride. ]

Haa... trust me already?

[ Not a bad choice, for this, at least. He starts licking down the length of it, getting used to the taste and prepping to take it down his throat in a few minutes. ]

[rebrandedwarlock]

You've put some trust in me, [Sherwood purrs back, reaching a gloved hand to card through Nero's bangs, pulling back along his scalp with a massaging motion. Gentle and encouraging affection to match the find attention he's being granted. Nero's tongue soft and slick, Sherwood awaiting the warmth of his mouth,]

I would be remiss to not offer as much back. [though he will just take a blowjob and not at all reciprocate, if Nero gives him the out to be so selfish,]