Profile R-332: Magnus Othello Grimshaw II (Magnus.O.G.II)

It was morning when the two high ranking men had decided they would set a wedding date for the political side of things in the next month; They knew that the public would want a ceremony, and it was a good time to show their faces and remind them all what power the two old family names -combined- could do. Old Abrendese, and old T'terre names, and fortunes. Not that Alexander had much old money to begin with, being a bastard son, but that was where the benefit of military pensions and ...

The moon was wide and full as Magnus and Alexander sat below its glow, and watched their research group toil and sample the magical grounds at the foot of the wide mountainous volcano above, its peaks seeming from this distance to pierce the night sky with pitch darkness that blocked out the stars a little along the horizon, before they twinkled back to life in a jagged line, outlining it.   Magnus had been writing an inventory script when Alexander had offered him to...

"Oh?" Magnus crooned, turning to look at the new dragon curiously. No fear in his heart or in his feathers.   He hadn't expected to run into a creature like this at all, no, he'd not expected it in the slightest. He was usually one with the darkness, as strange as that sounded, and while his lantern illuminated this snow white, beady eyed creature easily, he couldn't help but wonder just why had it come so close in the first place?   Or, had he ...

"Mama!"    The sound was faint, but, it resonated with Glasswing, even this far away. Not in a way that made them a particular candidate for father of the year, mind you, but they caused enough of a ruckus that it made him think one solitary thing in his head.    Easy prey.    Slithering and sliding along to see if he could catch any sight of the new creature, he was abruptly put to a stop but a large creature with sona...

It had been a long, treacherous journey thus far into the wilds in search of the peculiar stone tablet.   Magnus' spy network had long since returned with the strange information on its surface, and with his companions by his side, he'd decided to go try and fetch it himself. He'd nothing better to do at  home, in his manor, and the political dance had once again become so boring that he had decided enough was enough - an adventure was needed to clear his head....