*Pokes at Magolor's ear a bit* Do you ever pick up radio waves on these things?
Magolor swatted the grey hands away from his ears.
"Of course not. They’re more sensitive to loudness, not a different wavelength than yours."
((I remember planning something with Dimi but I can’t remember most of it now OTL))
((Psst, you accidentally answered that privately.)) "...Oh. Well, you'd be crushed too if you knew your life was coming to an end! Really, I thought I was being quite jov--Wait, a riot?! I wholeheartedly disagree! My words are naught but the most dire of flowing rivers of serious syllables! How dare you imply otherwise!"
The alien wizard laughed about at that, snorting a bit this time.
"Watching you be so upset about something makes it even funnier. Anyway, you do have a point there. I’ve lost mine before and it’s not a particularly fun journey there and back. Luckily I shouldn’t have to deal with a natural death for a while, unlike you.” At that, he only half-attempted to hide a smirk down at the jester.
((Wow Magolor needs some self improvement. I mean, not being able to take criticism is a real problem.))
((I was joking. A little. He gets the message after like… a number of times of being told it but he still manages to whine about things a lot at the same time.))
Hello, Inka the anon here! I have a small question, has anyone ever called magolor "magoloser?" A lot of people I know refer to magolor as magoloser after playing the game. :3
((idk if it’s been said to mine in character but I’ve seen it around I guess.))
For a moment he stands outside the Lor waiting for the 'front door' to open, holding a small knapsack. After a few moments he finally gives up with a sad sigh and turns to walk away.
">YOU MUST KNOCK IF YOU WISH TO ENTER… >BANDANA," a voice called out after the Dee as he turned away. It came from nowhere in particular, but seemed to echo as if tinny. Metallic. ">I ASSUME THAT IS YOUR NAME, ANYWAY. IT HAS BEEN SOME TIME SINCE I LAST SAW YOU."
">TARANZA…? IT IS NOT A NAME I HAVE HEARD BEFORE. INTERESTING. DOES THIS MEAN MAGOLOR IS NO LONGER THE MOST RECENT THORN IN EVERYONE’S SIDE? IN ANY CASE, MAGOLOR IS ANYTHING BUT BUSY. I DARESAY HE WOULD APPRECIATE THE COMPANY."
The airlock appeared in a florish of bright magic and opened for the Popstarian. The inside had varied little in the few years it had been since their adventure across Pop Star for parts and Halcandra for… less respectable reasons. It still shined like a polished mirror just as the captain preferred it.
">I WILL CALL HIM IF YOU DESIRE TO SPEAK OUTSIDE, BUT HE IS NOT FAR FROM THE ENTRANCE."
Indeed, sounds echoed from just down the hallway from the main bridge. Magolor was headed there, himself.
Queen Sectonia’s advisor came to his mind as he brought up the spider mage. The whole adventure in Floralia now seemed like a distant memory, although it had been a little over six months since it had happened. “He’s from a place called Floralia. I didn’t even know that it existed until the Dreamstalk sprouted. And I wouldn’t exactly blame him though; he was only following orders!” Speaking of memories, the entrance to the Lor opened once again just like it always did. How it worked Bandana didn’t know, and he would probably fall asleep if he did ask how a door can come out of no where. “No thanks, I don’t plan on staying long.” So he hoped. Bandana stepped back onto the platform and into the main lobby of the Lor, shielding his eyes as he passed through the magical door. The place hadn’t changed a bit, it brought back a lot of nostalgia, some good and some bad. More sounds were already audible and they were growing louder as time passed. “Magolor? It’s me, Bandana!” He called. He hadn’t moved far from the entrance either, not wanting to feel like an intruder. The straps on his bag slid down his shoulder and he quickly moved it back into place. After all, the contents of what was in his bag was the reason why he was here in the first place.
The Lor was only speaking to Dee from speakers in the walls closest to the warrior, but down the hallway Magolor had been able to hear and found himself curious about what was going on. The other voice that greeted him wasn’t one he’d expected, though, nor heard in ages. Upon coming into sight of the guest, Magolor’s expression blanked in surprise.
"Bandana! Wonderful to see you. I thought I’d heard the old Lor letting someone in…" he said in something of a chipper voice, though there was a timidity in it anymore. He’d changed some since… then. But then one would hope he had, wouldn’t they?
"Guess my hearing is still sharp. What’re you up to, pal?"
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