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Nov 1, 2021 21:09:04 GMT -7
Post by fae iona cloudbreaker on Nov 1, 2021 21:09:04 GMT -7
▲ Cashel seemingly wanted to take this further and actually go swimming. If this was any other lake or ocean – or one that she knew better than this – she wouldn’t have a problem at all with testing the depths. The giant squid, while considered to be a tame beast, was the owner of this body of water. She and Cashel were intruders currently, and absolutely different from the Hogwarts students that typically trudged and waded through the murky lake. Fae knew she was being rational in her thinking, and that this was simply her friend trying to tease her by luring her further into the lake. He seemed to be fine with her statement about bolting if the squid showed up, but knew that it was ultimately going to only be her running back to shore if it did appear. Further and further out they went until they were wading a good distance from the shore, the only ripples along the surface caused by their shoulders and hands breaking out from below. Every once in a while there was a tickling sensation along her feet and legs, and Fae was unsure if that was caused by seaweed or grindylow that also called the lake home. She had run-ins with the devilish creatures back on Hy-Brasil, though those ones were more of the prankster sort. Tugging at the hems of her dresses or hair, never actually attempting anything dangerous. But once again, the grindylow that lived within the Black Lake were not used to druids or how they were supposed to interact with those that generally did well with beasts of the magical sort. Putting all the blame on them for being curious about the strange humans swimming across the lake wouldn’t be fair at all. Then again, maybe it was just seaweed finding its way through her toes and up her legs, and not grindylow looking for an easy drowning. At some later point, Cashel decided to go under the water. He had taken her hand and tried to lead her as well, but the second her head dipped below the icy ink surface, she pulled her hand free. From what she could see (or couldn’t, really), it was just a few feet in front of her and then nothing. Shadows cast from wavering strands of seaweed connected to an unknown lakebed were unnerving and made it look like there were things all around them. Cashel had cast an air bubble charm over his head by this point and started going deeper. Fae went in the exact opposite direction, back towards the surface that was right above her. The panic of being underwater with the squid and everything else had her wanting air immediately. For as open as the lake was, she found it claustrophobic. @cashel ● 464 ● Song by Artist MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0
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Nov 12, 2021 16:31:03 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2021 16:31:03 GMT -7
The girl agreed to go down, and therefore he started to go deeper, giving her a smile, whish was big for him. Cashel was usually fairly muted when it came to showing off his emotions. Though he was glad that the girl was willing to take a swim with him. This hadn't been the first time he, or any other druid, had entered the lake. And it certainly wouldn't be the last. He was confident that they would be perfectly safe. But he agreed to her stipulation. If she got scared, he wouldn't stop her from turning tail and hurrying back to the safety of the shore. He got her further and further into the lake, far enough that they were treading water. Sure he felt the usually on his feet and legs. But none of it worried him. He was confident in his abilities to fend of any danger. He wasn't one to over think a situation. He was one to quickly take action and handle it to the best of his abilities. There was no reason to overthink the sensation of something at his feet. This was a natural lake with magical creatures and normal underwater plants. Nothing he hadn't dealt with before.
After wading in the lake for a time, Cashel ducked under. He held her hand, moving slowly, and familiar with the dark waters. But he didn't get too far before the girl's hand slipped from his. He stopped swimming, and looked back. He had cast a simple charm so that he wouldn't have to worry about holding his breath. Sure the lake was dark, but the sun was shining bright, and visibility wasn't horrible. Sure, one would have to go more off of feeling the deeper they went, but they weren't in any real danger. They were druids after all. He went a little deeper, grabbing some seaweed and looked back to see Fae taking off towards the shore. Well that hadn't worked out too well. With a shrug, he dropped the plant the he held and started back toward her. Cashel surfaced and swam over to her, "You okay? What happened?" He questioned, not quite knowing what had gone wrong.
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Nov 15, 2021 16:56:05 GMT -7
Post by fae iona cloudbreaker on Nov 15, 2021 16:56:05 GMT -7
▲ She hadn’t noticed while underwater, but her hair had changed into a deep purplish color, only realizing it when she tried to pull the strands away from sticking to her face. That coloration only made an appearance when she was deeply uncomfortable, the next step obviously the inky blackness of anger and sadness. Her metamorphmagi ability didn’t manifest itself often, as Fae had a fairly decent control over it. Usually only in times of absolute emotional uncertainty did it appear in the way it currently was, and she felt the rapid beating of her heart accompanying the change in hair color as she tried to swim back towards the shore. That had been enough excitement for the day for her, and returning to Hogsmeade to where the druids were staying was all she wanted to do now. After getting dried off, of course. Except as she tried to swim, she felt one of her ankles catch. That wasn’t particularly weird, considering the amount of seaweed she had just seen underwater. But as she tried to pull her leg up, it barely moved. It absolutely didn’t help her current frazzled state, and the furious tugging she made with her leg failed to get the seaweed to relent and let her swim free. The second thought that came to mind as she was trying to escape was that Cashel was playing a prank on her. While that certainly didn’t seem to be something he would do right now, if he had tried to surface right where she was, grabbing her leg didn’t seem too farfetched. The only problem was that whatever had coiled around her didn’t feel like a hand, and Cashel’s head had just popped out of the water a little ways away from her. Cashel was asking her if she was okay and what had happened as he swam over towards her, and that was when Fae really panicked. She dipped her head underwater, absolutely expecting to see a knot of seaweed around her leg, and was instead met with a long, oily looking tentacle. “Get it off me!” she screamed at Cashel as she started to flounder in the water, even though it was completely unnecessary. Rational thinking would have told her that the giant squid was simply curious about her, as it hadn’t even attempted to pull her under the surface yet. But Fae wasn’t thinking rationally at the moment. @cashel ● 402 ● Arcadia Girl by Band-Maid MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0
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Nov 16, 2021 15:36:49 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2021 15:36:49 GMT -7
When Cashel surfaced, and saw the woman's hair, did he feel at least a little bad? Sure. But it was good to try new things. And had their been any real danger for the young druids, he would have never convinced her to go down with him. Had he felt as if there was some danger, he would have gone alone to scope things out. The girl seemed more frazzled than before, and he swam over to make sure she was alright. As he did, he even took a moment to brush his dark hair back so that it as out of his way. He was unaware of anything that would cause her to be in such a state. That didn't mean that her panic or fear were unjustified. But only she could tell him what he could to to help.
Cashel had always been fairly collected, able to asses situation and react instantly as they came up. It appeared that the girl was stuck. to something. Probably some seaweed. She ducked under to look, only to come back up, wanting it off of her. She was in much more of a panic, so with out much other thought, Cashel took a deep breath and ducked back under the water. The kicking and squirming of the girl wasn't helping, but as he went down, he held onto her leg, stabilizing himself below, and spotting a mischievous tentacle wrapped around her leg. Well, that was a turn of bad luck. Cashel had never had any dealings with the beast the other times that he sawm in the lake. Maybe it was attracted by the girls fear of it. He knew it would be no use resurfacing just to tell her to breath and stop thrashing. While he was down there, he find his head coming in contact with a knee, and her foot, or hand hitting his shoulder a few times.
The young druid boy, holding her leg, he stroked at the tentacle. Magic would be his last resort. He wouldn't want to cause any harm or even scare the creature. He stroked it a few times, and slowly removed the tentacle from around the girl. Once it was off, he went back up, taking in some much needed oxygen. But he wasn't done yet. This had been his fault, and therefore, he would make sure that things were resolved. Wrapping the panic stricken girl in his arms, he made his way back to he shore. Once he had his footing, he picked the girl up, and carried her over to where their shoes, and his shirt was. Softly setting her down on the grass, he checked her over once to make sure that everything was alright. Finally looking back at her, his face rather close to hers. "Just breath, your alright." He had maybe swallowed a little bit of lake water during the incident, but there was no need for him to worry about himself. No, Fae was his priority right now.
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Nov 18, 2021 19:29:40 GMT -7
Post by fae iona cloudbreaker on Nov 18, 2021 19:29:40 GMT -7
▲ Her plea was responded to almost immediately, though her panic didn’t subside despite Cashel dropping beneath the surface of the lake to check out what the problem was. Fae knew that her lack of proper words there meant that he would assume it was just seaweed or a grindylow; both of which she could have dealt with on her own even in this state. But the giant squid was an intimidating creature and force of nature, and she had been born during January. These sorts of things coincided with one another often, so having bad luck befall her wasn’t exactly anything new in her life. Usually it was something little, like losing a favorite book somewhere in the Wildwood or tripping on a tree root that she had forgotten existed along a well-trodden path. A fateful encounter with a creature of an unknown disposition and ability absolutely wouldn’t fare well, in her opinion. She could handle griffins and dragons, grindylow and nifflers. Giant squids were something else altogether. She felt the tentacle tighten around her leg, though not to the point where it hurt, and knew that Cashel was down there somewhere trying to figure out what to do. An accidental kick too close to where he was made her realize that her knee had just cracked onto what seemed to maybe be his head. With the murkiness of the lake water, she couldn’t see her own body below, therefore she couldn’t see him either. Another accidental thrash of her free leg found Cashel again, and after that she tried to refrain from wildly kicking out. The last thing she needed to do was incapacitate him and be caught herself. Then they would both be done for. Again, maybe fitting considering when they were born. Eventually she felt a hand take hold of her captured leg gently, and there was a brief sensation of the tentacle suctioning and loosening on her skin. It wasn’t exactly unpleasant, but there was enough force behind it that it started to pull her under water, albeit probably unintentionally. Whatever Cashel was doing, it seemed to be working because she could feel the grip loosening along her calf and down towards her ankle. It didn’t take long for her to know that it had finally relented, and it seemed to be done the second Cashel surfaced again. He grabbed ahold of her and pulled her back towards shore, Fae letting it happen because she was still afraid that if she tried to swim on her own that the squid would take hold again. She was set down on the grass near to where they had left their clothes, and Cashel was telling her that she was alright and all she needed to do was breathe. That was easy for him to say. He hadn’t had a giant squid grab ahold of his leg! “I’m fine…” she said quietly, her hair shifting back from the dark purple into a soft strawberry color, before it went back to its normal straw blonde. She hadn’t intended to be carried all the way out of the lake in the manner she had been, but it had happened. Trying to figure out if her panic in the water was more embarrassing than this was hard to do at the moment. “It just scared me. I couldn’t swim away from it when it grabbed onto my leg,” she tried to explain to Cashel even though she knew he probably understood well enough. “Thank you for helping.”@cashel ● 585 ● Barren and Breathless Macrocosm by Shadow of Intent MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0
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Nov 18, 2021 21:46:46 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Nov 18, 2021 21:46:46 GMT -7
Cashel wasn't one for many words. He also knew that only action would help the girl he was in the water with. From her panic stricken words, he didn't know what he was going to see when he dove under the water. That didn't matter. He would take care of whatever it was, and only then could he help her calm down. As he went under, he initially figured it would be some sticky seaweed or a simple creature. But no, it was what the girl feared most. Her panic seemed understandable enough now. He was sure that the large creature was simply curious. Being calm was the key to managing unpredictable situations. If anything, this was simply practice for when he returned to the island. Once he was done with his lessons, he would work to becoming a guardian. Fae and Cashel were both rather unlucky, though they were, by what the older druids say, meant to be together. They were to be together only because they were born on the same day. It could be seen as him protecting his future wife from harm. But he really just saw Fae as a friend. Perhaps those feelings would continue to grow from where it was at.
The girl certainly was unlucky. Cashel was born on the same day, but didn't seem to have the same lack of luck as she did. He wasn't sure if there was some sick, twisted fate that he was inching towards that would top everything. He really hoped that wouldn't be the case. Diving under the water wasn't without risk though, that was clear when her knee slabbed into his head. Well, if he couldn't deal with that while trying to coax the tentacle off her leg, he wasn't fit to be a guardian. He shook his head as he continued to work, getting hit again. After that, she seemed to calm down a bit, hopefully trying to avoid hitting him again. Not worrying about the assault of thrashing from Fae would help him sort out the tentacle grasping onto her leg.
As he worked, he softly grasped her leg, to steady himself. He was unaware of the pull down as he worked. Luckily the creature quickly released her, and Cashel resurfaced with a gasp of air. He had been down there a bit longer than he intended. But he wasn't done there. He was the one who brought her into the lake, so he would be the one that took her out.
Taking the girl back to the grass, setting her down on the grass he was sure she was safe now. She stated that she was fine, and Cashel looked at her, seeing her hair shifting from it's uncomfortable dark purple color into a lighter pinkish red color, then back to the color he was used to seeing. His lips curled up a bit as he noticed that what she had said had been the truth. It was clear she had regained her faculties after such an episode. Cashel softly moved some of her wet, straw blonde hair from her cheek. "I'd never let anything happen to you." He told her softly. He didn't need excuses or explanations. All he knew was that she was scared, and therefore, he was going to help her in whatever way he could. He softly caressed her arm comforting her. He softly smiled at her. He wasn't one for much showing many emptions but he felt comfortable around Fae.
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Nov 19, 2021 23:16:31 GMT -7
Post by fae iona cloudbreaker on Nov 19, 2021 23:16:31 GMT -7
▲ With the immediate threat of drowning via giant squid tentacle behind her and the shock of the whole ordeal now starting to wane, her shakiness petering off, the need for warmth found its way into her thoughts. The grounds of Hogwarts had been sun-kissed earlier in the day but with the encroaching afternoon shadows fast approaching, so did the coolness of Scotland. In the sun along the edge of the Black Lake’s beach it wasn’t so bad, except whenever the light breeze found its way blowing by. Only then was it that Fae found herself shivering, the wind pushing the remaining droplets of water all around her skin and causing goosebumps to form. She was used to the temperate island climate that Hy-Brasil provided almost year round and probably would have looked the other way if it had been a normal swim in the lake. The excitement of the afternoon made her more aware of everything though, and it was annoying to have cold tremors ripple across her whole body every time a gust went by. Putting her clothes back on whilst wet wouldn’t exactly solve the problem either as they weren’t the sort that could absorb all of the water still on her and simultaneously keep her warm. Unfortunately spring-time druid clothing was not built for that. Her eyes drifted over to her pile of clothes, and she wondered if that was where she had left her wand before jumping into the lake. A simple warm air charm would fix her up immediately, and it wasn’t like she was barred from casting magic at Hogwarts. The way the school encouraged its usage by students in such a flippant manner had been a surprise to her when she had visited two years prior for her exams. At the same time, it also seemed like the students here didn’t utilize their magic in the same way that her people did. She had grown up with everything being magical, and anything that couldn’t easily be done with one’s hands was completed with a flourish of a wand or point of a staff. Her spell casting with an instrument was far from great, but there was also that as well. She hadn’t brought her harp with her though, as it served very little practical purpose for the examinations and would be clunky to carry around. As for her wand… “I know,” she smiled back at Cashel as he reassured her. Reaching past him towards her pile of clothes, she only had to momentarily rummage through it to find her wand, a quality piece of willow wood imbued with the feather of her favorite griffin. She spun it over both of their heads, silently casting the warm air spell, which fell gently over them. The almost immediate warmth as it hit the top of her head was bliss, and she could feel the cold dampness of the lake water evaporating from her hair. If she were being completely honest, she almost didn’t even need the rest of her body warmed up now. Getting her hair dry and free from the remaining clutches of the murkiness satisfied her immediately. “We can do this again when we get back home,” she offered as the warm air charm continued its way down. “I like swimming in the ocean a lot more than lakes.”@cashel ● 556 ● Chalk by Blanco White MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0
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Nov 20, 2021 17:21:10 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2021 17:21:10 GMT -7
As the evening rolled on, the shadows came in, and the bright sunshine was traded for shadows. Luckily the clawed created shadows still alluded the area the two druids were in. But the spring weather started to threaten a colder night. Though Cashel didn't notice all that much. His body had always ran a bit warmer than others. Though he did feel the breeze on his wet skin starting to lower his temperature. Spotting the goosebumps and shivering from the girl. It was true that the teens were more used to their island of Hy-Brasil which seemed more ideal to Cashel. He tried to keep some contact with Fae, letting his naturally warm body help to warm her some. He hadn't thought too much about using magic, seeing as he wasn't nearly as cold, and hadn't thought a charm was needed. Perhaps is was because of the excitement of the moment, or the lack of oxygen while he worked on freeing the girl he was with.
After bringing Fae to safety, comforting her was his top priority. He would always be there to help her, and she told him that he knew that. She then reached for her wand. The young druid watched as the girl wordlessly spun the wand over them. Feeling dryer, he moved back from her. They were only friends after all. The natural warmth that his body gave him became a little warmer as he felt the affects of the spell. He was sure to comb his hand through his hair as he felt it drying instantly. He nodded simply as she mentioned going swimming once they were back home. Those waters were familiar and comfortable. There was nothing dangerous and the two young druids would be able to swim to their hearts content.
Standing up, Cashel moved to pick up his shirt and pulled it back on, seemingly to the disappointment of a few girls watching from a distance. He gave them a sideways glance, but nothing more. Returning his attention back to Fae. "Yea." He agreed. Knowing that he was now dry, Cashel glanced over to where he discarded his cloths. Standing up, he moved over and slipped his shirt back on, much to the displeasure of a group of girls who had apparently been watching for some time now. Cashel, with a straight face, glanced sideways to them. He quickly turned his attention back to Fae and offered her his hand. "Wanna leave?"
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Nov 29, 2021 19:21:08 GMT -7
Post by fae iona cloudbreaker on Nov 29, 2021 19:21:08 GMT -7
▲ “They would have followed you back to Hogsmeade if you kept it off,” Fae grinned at him as she looked over his shoulder to see the group of girls that had been standing off in the distance. The Hogwarts students were shameless concerning a lot of things, and she found it extremely interesting how forthcoming they were with others. Maybe that was just her being meek though? That sort of thing was what she wanted to work on after school was done. Get out into the world and figure it all out. Hy-Brasil was great and all, but there were definitely limits on what she could experience there. She saw that now. Being able to explore and see the world would definitely help her figure it all out, or at least that was what she had been telling herself the last couple of years. Taking Cashel’s hand, she waved at the girls with a big smile on her face. Teasing them sounded fun to her. She’d probably never see any of them again once she left after exams were finished. “Back to the castle?” she asked as she began to walk. “When was dinner again? They eat so late here…” Even though there was supposedly a rolling dinner time, where it began soon after classes were finished and ended several hours later, it still made her feel weird for being there the entire time. There wasn’t much else to do at that hour, and wandering around the castle could only be done for so long before they had to all head back to their lodgings in Hogsmeade. The food was certainly good though… @cashel ● 273 ● Yggdrasill by SKALD MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0
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Nov 30, 2021 17:19:49 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Nov 30, 2021 17:19:49 GMT -7
Cashel was well built, and his regular training made it so that his body was in great condition. Fae teased him, mentioning that the girls would follow him if he would have just left of his shirt. He gave a shrug. He wasn't exactly interested in non druid girls. After all, he intended to live on Hy-Brasil, and even become a guardian there. Plus, the students here seemed more forward then he was accustomed to. Not that he had much experience with others showing interest in him in that way. He didn't know what his future held, but he knew what his plan was, at least the part he could control.
Offering Fae his hand was such a normal action for Cashel. He stifled a chuckle as the girl made a point to show off to the girls as he helped her up. The smile on her face was much better than the terrified state she had been in so recently. He offered to leave, where to? He wasn't entirely sure. But he was confident that the two druids had overstayed their welcome at the lake. Perhaps another time they would return, or maybe they wouldn't. When she suggested the castle he shrugged. They did serve dinner at a later time. It hadn't been long after the set of exams let out for the day. He gave a shrug. "Not for a while." He noted, it felt so strange to have such a structured meal times. Sure they had large gathers and festivals where the meals were large and prepared, everyone ate together. But why did the kids have to wait so long before getting food. Cashel would have suggested going down to Hogsmeade and buying dinner down there, but his small funds were just about dried out.
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Feb 23, 2022 16:42:39 GMT -7
Post by fae iona cloudbreaker on Feb 23, 2022 16:42:39 GMT -7
▲ Fae let out an audible groan when she heard Cashel point out that dinner wasn’t going to be for a while longer. Why didn’t Hogwarts leave food out all day long for students to stop by and get? She was almost positive that with the way the class schedules worked, not every single student was free to eat meals at the same time. It did seem that the lunch period extended over the course of a few hours, yet she couldn’t help but get the feeling that it wasn’t enough time for some of the students. Feeling rushed to eat between classes definitely didn’t seem healthy at all. Now obviously she didn’t know what it was normally like throughout the school year here; getting a glimpse of it solely during the examination period. But even then, she figured there should be more food made available to the students. Stress was already high amongst them, supplying healthy food would only end up helping them in the long run. Plus it meant she could wander in and out of the Great Hall and grab whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted. Going back to Hogsmeade to their lodgings was almost out of the question too. It was a decently far walk from where they currently were on the grounds, and there was also no guarantee that there would be a meal ready for them there either. She didn’t exactly have the money to go to the pub there, nor did she think they were even allowed to enter. Considering all that, it was almost easier to head back to the castle and wait for dinner. “They have house elves take care of the meals here, right?” she asked Cashel as they continued their trek up the hill. “We could ask some of the students if they know where to find them. I’m sure there’s a kitchen we could go to.”@cashel ● 317 ● Little Giant by Roo Panes MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0
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Mar 16, 2022 12:59:39 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2022 12:59:39 GMT -7
A meal would be nice around now. Cashel, a long with most of the druids, was used to eating when he was hungry, not on a planned schedule. If food wasn't ready, make something, or grab a quick snack. It wasn't that hard. Fae mentioned the house elves making the food and Cashel nodded. "They do." He was curious why she was asking. It wasn't like they were being oppressed here. Other places in the world, yes, but not at this school. At least, from what he heard they were treated alright. Seemed like a strange question until she continued speaking. "Oh, it's in the basement." He had heard a few students talking about it a few days ago. Seemed interesting so he conferred with some other druid students and they had checked it out. He hadn't gone, but heard about it.
Finally getting up the hill, he glanced back into the cold stone castle entrance. "Wanna go?"
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Post by fae iona cloudbreaker on Apr 17, 2022 8:57:57 GMT -7
▲ Cashel had figured out quite a bit about the castle and its grounds despite only being here one other time. Had their education not dictated it, she would have never stepped foot on the mainland. Not of her own choice of course, it just didn't make much sense to leave Hy-Brasil unless there was something to do off island. As much as she enjoyed being away from home now, it was still scary. The world was huge and she'd been confined to the same coastline for rightness years. Their previous trip to Hogwarts had been overwhelming and nerve wracking. Now she felt like she could enjoy her brief time here. Minus the giant squid playing games with her feet. It probably meant well, but she disliked it's idea of fun. "You know quite a bit about Hogwarts already, don't you?" she inquired, knowing that she had heard students say the kitchens were usually kept a secret. Talking to house elves would be exhilarating though! She loved them to death, and when one occasionally popped onto the island on accident, she tried to strike up a conversation with them. They were like the equivalent to muggle mainlanders pet chihuahuas. Full of nervous, shaky energy and with disproportionately sized heads. The food they prepared for every meal at the school was excellent as well, and they had tailored some of the dishes to the tastes of the visiting druids. What wasn't to like about them? "I don't think I've gone into the basement here before..." she mused as they got closer to the school. More students were finding their way outside now, probably either done with study blocks or exams. Getting sunlight was unbelievably important, and the fact that they were subjected to learning indoors for the majority of their classes was depressing. As if the cold stone walls weren't bad enough. @cashel ● 310 ● Song by Artist MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0
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Jun 7, 2022 19:27:41 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2022 19:27:41 GMT -7
Cashel had taken some time to familiarize himself with his surroundings. He wasn't interested in staying or traveling to the mainland after school is over. His life was on Hy-Brasil. His home was on that island, and he would never leave there. That was the plan after all. As a druid of few words, he tended to wonder around with his thoughts. This allowed him to explore many nooks and crannies of their temporary residence.
The young woman mentioned that he seemed to know a lot. To that, he simply shrugged. He was just observant and wondered. "Not really." He was sure that there was plenty that he didn't know about. Cashel also didn't feel the need to mentioned his older brother who had told him what he had learned as well. They neared the school, and while Cashel much preferred spending time out in nature, it wasn't a horrible place to be. Even inside the strange cold stone, there was magic to be felt. Magic emanating from every painting, tapestry, class and even from the walls themselves sometimes. As they made their way back up to the castle, Cashel knocked shoulders with one of the students wearing rich yellow colors. He paused to look back at her as their eyes met for a second before he turned back to Fae before speaking in their native Brasillic, "Let's go then." As he started to lead his friend back into the castle.
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Jun 9, 2022 20:15:58 GMT -7
Post by fae iona cloudbreaker on Jun 9, 2022 20:15:58 GMT -7
▲ Leaving the outdoors and heading back into the castle was always sort of annoying. From talking to the other druids, they seemed to all be in agreement that while the castle was awesome and an exciting place to explore, being inside too long felt confining. Personally she could go a couple of hours before that feeling started to creep in, and it was like being choked. The students called it claustrophobia, though she was fine with squeezing through tight spots in the caves or hiding under hollows formed from fallen trees back home. The lack of nature was eerie and couldn’t be substituted. Having a window open in a classroom did the trick if there was a view of the forest or lake, but if not, things started to get weird. Thankfully the exams were easy and they were usually released once they were finished. After a few of them, Fae had immediately retreated back outside and to the safety of nature. But they were back inside the castle now, and Cashel was saying that they should go down into the basement. As brave as she could claim to be, her nerves were still a bit shot from the encounter with the giant squid. She knew it meant no harm and that there wasn’t anything dangerous in the basement and dungeons of Hogwarts, but she still faltered momentarily. The entrance to the lower levels was usually kept open and she had seen the students that lived down there (Yes, lived underground! It was strange) frequently come and go from there. That got her thinking; had she ever knowingly been underground before? Surely some of the caves on Hy-Brasil dipped deep into the island. Knowing was going to be her undoing though, and she immediately started to chew on her thumbnail as she thought about it more. “O-Okay…if the house elves are fine with it, then so am I,” she responded, though not very confidently. Cashel was with her though, and this was Hogwarts after all. Nothing horrible had happened here in years. @cashel ● 342 ● Hard Luck Stories by French For Rabbits MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0
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