#magicendures

“I was recommended to come to you to get a mask made for while I’m here.” because apparently the clothes Evie made him stood out too much and he needed to do a better job of hiding who he was from people that the Heart faction didn’t want knowing who he was just yet. Apparently, Hilario was the best mask maker on the isle, though part of him wondered if having a mask on would be suspicious in itself.

‘Gods dammit’ Mor muttered under her breath. “this had better be good...”

“If you’re here to recruit people to that hospital of yours, then you’ll be running out of rooms on these docks my friend.” The pirate told the male, as he leaned on the bar of his father’s pirate dive bar. He hated working there, but needs must, it wasn’t like there was ample job opportunities here.

The Nightmare was seated at a card table, counting the cards as the worn hands before everyone stiffened and she swivelled around her in her seat. “Boss.” she drawled sickly sweet. “Though you had meetings today?”

Ben was frustrated, he was under the Hearts protection - which he was grateful for, but so far there seemed to be no way of getting off the Isle and no one had seemed to realise he was missing on the mainland of Auradon when he was watching the news and the King sighed hands on his hips. “Fine, it seems I’m going to be here for a while longer - maybe I should let you train my on how to defend myself.” sword fighting lessons would only get him so far here when  there was rules of engagement in Auradon and people here fought to survive.

“Remind me who that person is again?” He was sitting at one of the tables in the tea shop with the youngest of the Heart kids - his age. He knew of the villains of course, they were a part of Auradon’s history, but trying to remember all their kids when most had one and often more children was difficult. Yes, the Heart’s had taken him in, but it would be easier on the whole if he knew who was just best to avoid.

“I know I’m not supposed to, but I want to thank you for the protection your family has extended to me.” he knew he would have bene a gone if he hadn’t gotten their help. He had entirely underestimated how bad the isle was when he had accidentally got himself trapped here. Without the connections that the Heart family heirs had given him, he’d have gotten himself killed long before now.

“Explain to me again how tea gave me facial hair?” In a place where no magic was supposed to be able to be used, he’d certainly seen a lot of things that could be considered magic - Ursula still in her natural form, sirens, fae with glowing eyes and Victoria’s tea’s which could do a whole manner of things. All he knew is that yesterday he didn’t have this much facial hair and now it looked like he’d been cultivating a beard for months.