This is kind of a “don’t notice me” spell. It’s not invisibility, but it’ll mean that people won’t be able to keep you in their thoughts or notice anything out of the ordinary about you, as long as you’re wearing the necklace.”
X takes it in reverent hands, eyes wide. In a soft, awed voice, xe says, “I am going to do. So many crimes.”
“Okay, I changed my mind, give it back-”
I'll be the witch!
Yes
YES!
Henlo fren <3
Hewwo! <3
So I have a certain chaotic neutral italian psychopath who I feel would enjoy this item
Oh fun.
He literally killed a guy, pushed his dead body down the stairs, and then made sandwiches. He's fun
He sounds hella fun!
Yeah, and then he found alcohol in the cupboard and he's like, "Oh, but we shouldn't drink because we're underage"
Pft, sounds like me.
He highkey doesn't give a shit about anyone, especially considering he's usually a clever serial killer basically. (He joined the army when he was underage so he could legally kill as many people as he wants)
oH! fUn!
My character is concerned witch bitch.
Noiiiice
Anyhow, shall we begin?
Sure! We doing templates or going blind? I'll probably let you start so you can set the scene
I do bline
Jay was p i s s e d. He was gathering some herbs from the forest near his house when he was caught in a bunch of brambles with a hornet nest right next to him. In short, he was screwed unless someone came to help him get out of this.
Scipio, who happened to hide in the forest sometimes when he wanted to avoid talking to anyone, heard someone struggling. Great… people are fucking everywhere. Even in the middle of the fucking forest I can't escape them. He sighed and searched for the source, figuring he might as well get them out.
"I swear to the fucking gods I am going to murder these brambles. Sorry plant, but you've just fucked with a very angry witch." He muttered with a growl at the plants, his knife was in his bag near the tree so he couldn't cut himself free.
"Hey." Scipio leaned casually up against a nearby tree once he found Jay. "Strange predicament you have found yourself in, no?" He asked rhetorically, his Italian accent laced within his words.
"If you aren't going to help me, leave. I don't have time for anyone's crap right now." Jay didn't even glance at the new person, he had a nice accent though. It's been a while since Jay heard an Italian accent.
Scipio rolled his eyes and pulled a sharp knife out of his pocket, beginning to cut through the brambles. The fact that he just carried a knife was probably a bit concerning, but he didn't much care.
"Thank you Italian Bastard," Jay said, standing up and brushing off some dirt and stuff from his pants. "I'll get you something in thanks or whatever."