A Curse Broken

[Destructokeith 1142]

 

 

[!] the emblem of Artel von Theonus

 

The following is the written account of Sir Artel von Theonus and his time in the form of a raven

 

Would you like to see a magic trick?

 

Those who know me know I have a deep love for the arcane and that night in the forest I was asked such a question. I thought “what could i learn from saying no to the elf and his staff?” and so I agreed and for his magic trick this elf turned my human form into that of a raven. I was gifted with the power of flight and for once was able to see Aevos from the skies above, but what terrible truth I had yet to discover. For I was given a task, a simple task, to be a wingman, this act would lift the curse or I must wait two saints days and so I used this time to "play bird" . I flew across the lands, seeing all I could from heights once unreachable. But every second I did I grew closer to a great danger, little did I know what would soon befall me.

 

A goal met

 

Little did I know that a small but simple task, one that I would do regardless of my form, to guide a friend to Veletz, would be enough to break my curse. But it seemed that the curse itself did not know of such for I remained in the form I was placed within.

 

A curse broken

 

Only once my time in that form neared its end did the true horrors begin, there I perch within a friends house, speaking to them about my adventure when a great voice from above spoke and my head pounded "Accursed" it said, followed by the claws of a yet unseen beast attacking the wall next to me. Much to the horror of those nearby, my curse now seemed far more evil then anyone had yet thought possible. My friends spurred into action by the sudden shift in my shadow, it had taken the form of a owl that now stalked my every move my mind racing not with worry but instead once more my mind wished to learn more of this curse it was then I was told maybe simply telling a couple of a date idea may work to break the curse, this is when my curse was broken in the oddest of ways…

 

The Clause

 

Two things happened very quickly, first a dictionary was summoned from my shadow, this strange force would find the term “wingman” and find out my small trip to Veletz was indeed enough to break it, when I was told by this voice that “According to Clause Eight Section I of the Heavenly Realm Act: Designation of Curses” that an error had been made by a group known as the Hawayanism Pantheon and that I was owed an apology. 

And thus my curse was lifted and I was once more returned to human form, while it was an adventure that I will never forget and I am glad to be myself again, I shall miss the freedom I was given for that time.

 

Spoiler

 big thanks to @Werew0lf for the fun event when the curse was lifted and a huge thanks to @Spoopy_Duck for cursing me and giving me this really unique way of rp!

 

also sorry if this post sucks I have never posted like this before

 

Edited October 28, 2023 by Destructokeith
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[Itz_Cookie 1974]

Sabine von Theonus slowly started to piece together why she'd not seen her father in a few days... what a silly little bird man, he was. 

[Werew0lf 24181]

The Owl remained perched on top of a large, golden tree - it stared down towards Aevos with great, wide, and knowing eyes. Talons clutched at winding branches and gilded leaves. "My mistake," declared the creature, its wings unfurling out to reveal shimmering jewels. For once, it admitted to its mistake.