one way to defeat the villain? seduce him before he becomes one

“Have I mentioned how much I hate you two? Cause trust me, I do.”

“Of course you hate us, Matthias,” Nenet drawled, looking up from the map she’d been pouring over with a raised eyebrow and a half mocking, half amused smile on her face. “That’s why you’re in my bed wearing Morgan’s shirt.”

“I’m only wearing his because you’re wearing mine!”

“Of course you are,” her voice was mildly disbelieving but mostly amused. She pulled one of her legs up to her chest, resting her foot on the seat of the chair, and smiled. “Besides, don’t you think it looks better on me?” more than a little flesh had been revealed by her movements.

Gritting his teeth, the man turned his head to the side in a poor attempt to hide his burning face. “I think that you should stop behaving in such a…such a vulgar manner!”

“Aw, so prim and proper aren’t you, Matty?” Nenet cooed, laughing at the man’s muttered curses.

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World Building for FGS pt.5 Gods

All spirits are recognised as gods depending on what continent you’re in. For example, Veganon recognises Irides and Messis as deities whilst Laman doesn’t.
There are two gods that are universally recognised as gods. They are Light and Darkness. It is generally accepted that Darkness birthed the world and Light breathed life into it. They are known as either the “universal gods” or the “primordial deities”.
Saguaro is, quite possibly, the only place where aside from Light and Darkness, no other spirit is viewed as a god.
People often hold festivals dedicated to their gods. In Veganon, there’s an entire week dedicated to the “Irides’ Messis”. As the name suggests, it is dedicated to the rainbow and the harvest spirit, specifically it is dedicated to the legend that they married on Veganon.
A few of Laman’s gods are Glacies, the goddess/spirit of ice and snow, Pruinae, the god/spirit of aquatic animals like fish, and Venandi, god/spirit of hunting and fishing.

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🔮 and 🤕 for mah boi Morgan please 😁

Thanks for the ask!

🔮 = Does your character buy into destinies, fate, or prophecies? Why or why not?

That’s a tough one. He believes that everything happens for a reason but that you can influence and choose your own fate. Prophecies, however, are a different story. He believes in them wholeheartedly and doesn’t think you can change them.

🤕 = Has your character obtained any unique or important injuries/scars, what are they and what are they from?

Well, he has one on his cheek from when he met Nenet. In her defence, he was sneaking around the same tomb as her and he didn’t answer her when she ~~demanded~~ asked him to tell her why he was there. He also has one on his chest that he got from the same guy who was his father’s rival.

chats about drinking and cats

“I thought I’d find you up here.”

Morgan half turned at the sound of Nenet’s voice. She stood slightly behind him on his right, still wearing that long dress the noble lady she was friends with had given her. She’d discarded the jewellery and the sandals, he noted, and she must have wiped the make-up off as well.

She looked nice, he decided, more like herself and less like a noblewoman.

He turned back to the night sky and exhaled. “Did you?”

“Well,” she sat down beside him and drew her knees up to her chest, “it was either here or the ship and I know Maurice stayed behind to make sure you didn’t try to sneak off.”

“He probably decided to drink as much beer as he could and passed out.”

Nenet threw her head back and laughed, not one of those fake tittering laughs that the women in the ballroom below did but a full on, from the stomach, laugh. It suited her, almost as much as the quiet chuckles she did whenever someone said or did something so stupid that you just had to laugh.

Morgan wished that Maurice hadn’t prompted his realisation about what he felt for Nenet. It made things a lot more complicated, especially as he was noticing small things about her that he wouldn’t have otherwise.

Like how her lips pursed slightly when she was looking over maps and scrolls and how she always went out early in the morning to feel the sea air on her skin and how she sometimes mouthed the chants she used to summon creatures when she was thinking.

“Alyss must have joined him then,” Nenet said, rolling her eyes at Morgan’s distracted demeanour.

“Really?” he looked at her with an amused smile on his face. “What are they gonna do, drink together?”

“You never know!” Nenet rested her head on his shoulder and laughed. “They are good friends though and I wouldn’t put it passed Alyss to try and drink.”

Despite his internal panicking over the fact that she was in his personal space and he didn’t know what to do, Morgan let out a throaty laugh.

“You know some weird people, desert dweller.”

“I know you, don’t I?”

Morgan looked so offended that Nenet almost chocked on her laughter.

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a ship arrives at the port

“Where to, Captain?” an older man, grey haired before his time and rather round at the waist but still spry, asked the much younger man standing in front of him.

Bent over his desk, long mousy hair half falling out of the plait he had put it in that morning, the man stared down at the map rolled out before him.

“The nearest port to Lillium is Saguaro’s Western port. Tell Hurley to set a course for it.”

“Aye, aye,” the old man nodded and left the cabin.

Morgan, the captain of the Lost Rose, sank down into his chair and pulled out a scroll from one of the drawers.

“We haven’t gone in search of treasure for a long while. The crew is getting bored,” he muttered to himself as he looked at the map of Saguaro’s known tomb locations. “Saguaro’s as good a place as any to find some.”

A few hours past quickly for him and, hearing the shout of “land ho”, he stood up and pulled his royal blue coat on over his white button up shirt. He pulled his belt securely around his waist and made sure that his sword was in its sheath.

Satisfied, he walked out into the early morning air.

The crew all said good morning in their own way as he looked out across the unusually calm ocean. ‘The daemon must be sleeping,’ he thought, remembering how his father would tell him about the tales the people of Saguaro had about the sea.

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World Building for FGS pt.4 Laman

Coldest place tbh. Also the 2nd most remote continent after Saguaro. Both of them are pretty far from the others but Saguaro is more difficult to actually find.
Known for being the biggest producer of ice crystals which keep everything nice and cool. Like cats. Or meat.
Is also the biggest source of fish because they eat a lot of it and there isn’t really a lot of edible plant life because of the cold.
Laman itself isn’t actually icy despite being freezing. Most attribute it to the inactive volcano in the centre of the continent and leave it at that. The sea around it is another story entirely.
Beneath the surface there is a lot of frozen monsters and otherwise mystical creatures. There’s also a lot of runes hidden by the Rune users ages ago.

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Morgan is an idiot (aka: the Revelation!)

“So…” Hurley, the chief navigator, drawled as he leant towards his captain. “The Saguaroine? She’s a pretty one ain’t she?”

“She has a name. Use it,” Morgan retorted, looking up from his book to glare at him. “And I don’t know what you mean.”

“Oh please,” the older man scoffed and took a gulp from his tankard. “It’s clear as day that you have a thing for her. Why else would you spend so much time with her?”

“She’s infuriating yet intelligent. The only reason I spend so much time with her is because she’s the only decent conversation partner apart from Maurice on this ship.”

“That stings, Captain,” Hurley pulled an exaggerated expression of hurt before laughing and wandering off to his group of friends.

Morgan watched him go with a slightly murderous expression on his face. “I can think of many things that’ll sting a lot more,” he muttered under his breath.

“He’s right, though.”

“Not you too, Maurice,” the young male groaned and slumped forward slightly.

Maurice chuckled and sat down. “You’re a lot like your father in that respect. He had a thing for women with sharp tongues and spines of steel as well.”

“Look, just because she’s intelligent and witty and can handle herself in a fight and doesn’t take shit from anyone and just so happens to be beautiful doesn’t mean I like Nenet.”

“You sure about that?”

“Ye-” Morgan cut himself to stare straight ahead with a blank look on his face as he went over what he had just said. He’d called her beautiful, hadn’t he?

“Oh. Oh god.”

“And the penny drops,” Maurice muttered.

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World Building for FGS pt.3 Saguaro

Saguaro doesn’t really have a government or royal family, at least not a set one. Several different parties, one lead by a descendant of the last royal family, vie for control but usually their conflicts dont leave the main cities.
Saguaro is based on ancient Egypt which means there’s a lot of tombs and ruined statues of rulers long gone lying around.
Every known spirit, which is basically equivalent to a god/goddess, including Darkness and Light has a temple located somewhere in Saguaro. Most of them are located in the Valley of the Gods but some of the major cities have them as well. Port towns generally have temples dedicated to the spirits related to the sea.
Saguaro was famous in the old days for their Rune users, a type of magic user native to Saguaro who could call creatures of legends to their side. Fear of them soon lead to many of them either leaving or going into hiding by masquerading as a normal human. Nowadays there is only one known family to consistently produce Rune users and even then, only one was born in this generation.
Every legend known to mankind is believed to a certain degree in Saguaro. Every tale has a smidgen of truth, after all.

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World Building for FGS pt.2 Erica

Erica is known as the place lost things and people go to be found. Sometimes that can be in unexpected ways but everyone eventually ends up where they’re supposed to.
The port towns are known for the artists that make a living there. People say that you can practically smell the salt in the pictures depicting the sea.
Calluna, the capital of Erica, is known throughout for the temple dedicated to Light. Erica is unique in the fact that nowhere in the land is there a place specifically dedicated to Darkness and that is intentional.
The demonym for people from Erica is Erican.
Erica is largely seen as the most powerful continent and there’s ambassadors from every other continent there intent on keeping the peace. The only continent that refuses is Saguaro and there’s a reason for that.

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World Building for FGS pt.1 Veganon

Veganon has a type of wheat which comes in every colour under the sun. It isn’t fully understood why but most people think it’s because the rainbow spirit, Irides, and the harvest spirit, Messis, got married there, at least according to legend. The wheat is seen as a symbol of wealth to those outside of Veganon and a symbol of family to those who live in Veganon.
In the city of Rosa, also known as the city of lovers, there’s a small festival with a focus on a particular cake. The ingredients include pink flour and crystallised rose petals. Supposedly, if a couple bite into a piece at the exact same time, their relationship will be a happy and prosperous one.
The demonym for people from Veganon is Veganoan. (I didn’t actually know that was what the thing was called but there ya go)
The spirits most worshipped on Veganon, alongside Darkness and Light, are Irides and Messis. Irides is female and often depicted in a white dress that seems to contain every colour in the rainbow. Messis is male and often depicted as more monstrous than you would expect a harvest god to be.
It is tradition that, at least for their first married dance, a newly wed couple will dance barefoot. It’s supposed to bless their new united life together.

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