Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20190621234528/@comment-33229352-20190622022743

When they arrived, the scene that met them was... unexpected. Within a hundred yards radius of the cottage that Orphos and Bliss called home, the air pulsed with strong magical energy. At the edge of that range, bright green runes glowed brightly on the ground. If one chose to continue to move towards the cottage, there would have been an increasing sense of peace and calm, and, if one was mortal, an increasing sense of drowsiness as well. The very air seemed to still.

Closer to the cottage stood Orphos, carrying Bliss in his arms. She appeared to be sleeping, a– dare I say it– blissful expression on her face as she curled into his chest. Orphos was the opposite. Despite the peaceful energy surrounding him, he looked positively livid. He didn’t seem to notice anyone there for a second, but his eyes suddenly snapped from person to person, as if he was seeing them for the first time. His catlike pupils were slits. His furious expression melted almost too easily into one of surprise and confusion before returning to its normal, grumpy state. His pupils still remained the same.

“Oh, shoot. I forgot about the invitations.” He said simply, still holding onto Bliss. He stared at the partygoers for a few moments before he smiled a little. “Welcome!”

He gently set Bliss down on one of the many picnic tables outside of the cottage. “She outdid herself today, caused a riot in her class on the last day of school. Tuckered herself out. I’ll, uh, go grab some party hats. Wait here.”

He backed into the wooden door of the cottage, letting it swing open from his body weight. Behind him, something was heaped in the middle of the floor, but he quickly shoved the door closed before anything was really discernible.