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PostSubject: The Silver Lamp   Sun Aug 19, 2018 8:18 pm

Roughly eight thousand years ago, a young shadow master named Damien was cursed to be trapped within a silver lidded lamp. Eventually after passing from owner to owner his most recent owner a dragon named Erisidr tired of toying with him and left him in an old op shop to be discovered.

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PostSubject: Re: The Silver Lamp   Tue Aug 21, 2018 11:41 pm

She'd been combing through the various opshops in the city searching for something for her mothers birthday, despite disliking how overly stifling her mother was Lyra loved her. She was currently in an oddities phase so the brown eyed woman was in a cream skirt, dark brown boots, black tights, a long sleeved black shirt with white stripes, shirt a long coat that reached down to her knees, fingerless gloves and a crocheted beanie with a small pom pom on the end of it. The beanie and gloves had been made by her younger sister that christmas and although she wasn't exactly fond of the colours she'd wear them, poking through the dusty shop while pulling off the beanie and gloves to stuff them in her coat pocket. About to give up hope that anything in this shop would be of use to her an antique looking lamp hidden behind a large rather fugly painting of a pug, picking it up and wiping the dust off of it curiously, Lyra couldn't help but notice the silver lid. There was something about it that didn't fit in, she could feel something while holding it, shaking it experimentally and not hearing anything inside, the brunette decided that she'd buy it and see what if any secrets it held. Maybe she was loosing it, and it was just a normal lamp, either way she bought it for a fairly low price considering the silver.

Getting home just after dark, she hung her coat on the coat rack and left her gloves and beanie in its pockets, setting her keys, bag and lamp on the table she fluffed around making something for dinner and devouring it before finally getting around to investigating the lamp with her magic. That attempt left her recoiling as a metallic taste filled her mouth, evidently whatever magic was in the lamp was designed to keep it safe from other magics like her own, hoping she wasn't about to do anything she'd regret later Lyra removed the lid of the lamp and stepped backwards quickly opting not to summon any of her knives to defend herself. That'd be a good way to get herself in hot water, no it was better to come across as relatively harmless, tucking her just-below-the-jaw hair back behind her ears the plain looking girl waited.

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PostSubject: Re: The Silver Lamp   Fri Aug 24, 2018 9:18 pm

He wasn't sure if he wanted to be thankful that he no longer belonged to the dragon any more or not, in all reality. He and Lats hadn't liked the testing on themselves very much, but Damien had found the whole process quite interesting. He'd always been interested in learning and discovering new things through research, his workrooms in the old castle basement had been full of books and his reasearch into shadow masters. Grateful at least that the silver that had started growing through his skin had been removed, he still wasn't a fan of the decision to leave the original pieces under his skin. He hadn't complained too much, more than used to the slow burning sensation and how to ignore it. Still, belonging to the dragon had been a nice breath of fresh air after being locked in the lamp for a couple of hundred years, and he hadn't really been taken advantage of like other masters had done. He'd been allowed to wander the crater freely by the end of it all, enjoying the relative freedom. But now he was stuck in the damn lamp again, and he could guess that he'd been palmed off to somewhere else now that the dragon had gotten bored with him and the testing.

Sighing, he flopped down on his couch, pleased that the inside of his lamp was bigger than the outside. Over the many years that he'd been imprisoned, he'd accumulated quite a collection of house items, furnishing the inside of the lamp to suit his tastes and make the area comfortable to live in. Unfortunately unable to put anything electrical in his lamp, he'd found other ways to store and make his food. It had still been a long time since he'd been able to have gingercake, and he was developing quite the craving for it now. Disrupted from his thoughts as he felt his lamp being moved and then shaken, he picked himself up off the floor with a soft grumble. Perhaps he'd be let out soon. He'd learned that his lamp being shaken usually meant someone was interested in it after all. Patiently waiting and sprawling over his couch again, the old shadow master stroked his coyote as he did, sending occassional curious glances up at the silver roof that showed where the lid of his lamp was. Finally, eventually, the lid was removed and he emerged in a cloud of smoky shadows, eyeing his new master, or mistress it seemed. It was easy enough to tell that she was a creature, so he crossed his arms as he studied her, debating on when he'd have to tell her his rules. Likely in the next few minutes, he was bound to tell them after all. Sienna had made sure of that, and he was still thoroughly sour towards his old mentor for trapping him for something she hadn't allowed him to explain.

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PostSubject: Re: The Silver Lamp   Wed Aug 29, 2018 2:35 pm

Thick black smoke boiled out of the hole at the top of the lamp soon clearing to reveal a mildly attractive man standing on the ground next to the table eyeballing her. Studying him curiously Lyra noticed the coyote and half wondered if the creature was perhaps a familiar of some kind, while she knew plenty about witches and warlocks it she had little knowledge of other species. Tucking her hair back behind her ears, the young warlock offered a half smile in greeting. it never hurt to be polite, especially when you had no idea what you were dealing with, ignoring the part of her mind that drew up the song genie in a bottle by Christina Aguilera as that definitely did not help the situation, it took a fair amount of self will to not collapse into giggles. perching on the arm of the couch and tucking her hair back behind her ears Lyra spoke finally "Come with a name or am i going to have to go with Mr Two for one deal" considering she'd only paid for just the lamp not the surprise that had been lurking within it. She couldn't see a collar or wings so he should be safe enough to give her name although she couldn't remember the last time she'd helped out a creature that'd called her by her name. merely an infant in terms of age when it came to immortals which was a little degrading but she wasn't the type to let it get her down. this wasn't the first time she'd ended up with a stray, and someone trapped in a plain old fashioned lamp was definitely was one, although that also was kept quiet. undoubtedly she did have a million questions for him, however she was fairly confident that it was rather rude to assault him with those questions until they weren't total strangers. Who wanted to answer nosy questions belonging to someone who was younger than them and a stranger? nobody.

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PostSubject: Re: The Silver Lamp   Fri Sep 14, 2018 5:30 pm

Well, she seemed polite, which was nice. Taking in his surroundings briefly, the old shadow master focused his dark eyes on her, working out what she was. For the moment keeping his shadows still inside his lamp, he gave a soft sigh, resigned to telling her what she was asking for. “Damien,” he responded, fiddling again absently with his shackles. He’d have to tell her his rules now, best to get it over and done with. With another sigh, he spoke again. He did despise the rules he was bound under. “You'll want to know my rules.” For now deciding not to explain what he was precisely, he merely gave her his rules, still so very bitter towards his old mentor for what she’d done to him. Going quiet now that he didn’t have to say anything, he waited for the other creature to speak, wondering about her. She seemed fairly young, but then again, everyone was young compared to him at this point. It wasn’t something that he particularly took notice of any more. Wishing that he could be rid of the silver binding him, he sat on the table his lamp was on, wanting nothing more than to be able to be with his sister again. It was just unfortunate that it was never going to happen, even though he was well aware of the condition Sienna had given him. Pushing that out of his mind for now, he focused his gaze back on the girl, his coyote sitting at his feet patiently.

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PostSubject: Re: The Silver Lamp   Tue Oct 30, 2018 1:24 pm

Listening as the strange man explained his rules, her attention was drawn to the silver shackles that he'd mentioned could be loosened, deciding to give him the benefit of the doubt as she had one of her hunches that he wasn't all around a bad person. Stepping forwards she offered a quick smile "Hand please" once Damien obeyed she loosened the silver from that hand's wrist and did that to the other as well before backing off. "Hungry? I've got some baking in the pantry that could do with some eating" her natural friendliness curling up her lips into a warm smile, might as well make him feel at home since it seemed he'd be staying with her for a while. From his rules she guessed that he'd been cursed by someone long ago, that wasn't something she could fix, but she could provide a home and good food at least "Theres a spare bedroom you can claim if you feel the need too" she didn't know him enough to tell him off for sitting on the table, although her smile grew a little cheeky without her noticing it"I'd tell you to get your hiney off the table but im just as guilty for doing that" gesturing for him to follow, Lyra turned about and headed into the kitchen rummaging around until she found what tin she'd put the gingerbread in, it was the left over baking from christmas and so it was all christmas themed and iced. Offering him the tin the girl added "Help yourself" everything about her was pretty genuine and kind, she wasn't one to judge others for things that had happened and things that they had done.

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PostSubject: Re: The Silver Lamp   Sat Nov 24, 2018 2:33 pm

He hadn’t been expecting the shackles to be loosened, but it was such a relief that they had been. They’d been quite tight for the last few hundred years, and it felt good to have less pain to keep locked away. Still, he wasn’t sure entirely what was wanted from him, so for now he was just going to take the safe bet of sticking to his lamp. At least if he was in it, it couldn’t be taken from him like the past few masters had done to him. Smelling the gingerbread, he followed her into the kitchen and took a good few pieces. “Thank you.” Taking his prize, he vanished back into his lamp in a cloud of his shadows, bringing them all with him and happily stashing some of the gingerbread away for alter while still having some to share with the shadows. This girl seemed very interesting, and he wanted to know more about what she was and what she was going to do with him. Munching on a piece of gingerbread very contentedly, he browsed the small bookshelves he’d managed to get into his lamp, searching for what information he had on warlocks. She felt like one, and it wasn’t often that he came across a creature that he hadn’t met before. He managed to find the book thankfully, and he settled back down on his couch to read it, keeping absent attention on what his lamp was doing and if he’d be called out of it again.

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PostSubject: Re: The Silver Lamp   Wed Dec 05, 2018 12:20 pm

At the words of thanks, Lyra gave him a smile "You're welcome" watching him leave the young warlock didn't make any move to stop him from returning to his lamp, not all together that worried about what was going on. Soon heading to bed herself, Lyra was up early and baking, having picked up on the way he'd been more interested in the sugary gingerbread than normal food encouraged her to bake some other sweet treats for her guest. Damien had appeared pretty shut down and in her experience that often meant malnutrition and cruelty in the creatures past. However she knew better than to bring it up, instead she'd do her best to help him without really seeming like she was, with her arms covered in flour she rolled out the dough for the cinnamon scrolls. The half empty pack of gingernuts in her pantry had been what had given her the muse to make gingerbread the day before, except gingerbread where she didnt' have to dunk the biscuits in to make them soft enough to eat. In time she'd find out the mans preferences, but for now she was content to go along with things, she'd been able to sense the good in him, and that alone was enough to welcome him into her home. She'd give him small chores to do like helping bring groceries home and other things like that, spreading the dough out and smearing melted butter all over it, Lyra hummed to herself using her telekinesis to bring the things she needed over without really even thinking about it. There was a small bowl of cinnamon mixed with brown sugar next to where she was working, it'd be added to the dough in a few mere moments.

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