The Planty Thaumaturge

Now that's just silly, I'm not tainted! Ahahah.

Some sapling photos! Oh and there's one with Big Brother Leo too! He used to say I was a tiny little weed when I was but a few days old, but I'm sure he's exaggerating greatly! After all how much trouble can a mere sapling cause?

"I know it seems strange, but it was all my choice.I still practice blood magic. I’m determined to finish learning it."

"Ah, that makes sense I guess."

Alice takes a deep breath. “I was born into a Western Circle family. When I was of age, I was ‘given’ a area to study. The area was air and speed. But since my blood network is so strong, the extra blood makes itself into wings. But around a year ago, I finally saw how bad things where getting under the past leader. So I left and never went back. But I do still free lance.”

"I see…" He seems fascinated. He wasn’t very good at socializing with people so he’d often be interested in how peculiar some of them were. No proper order like that of a plant’s. It seemed phenomenal, so this oddity didn’t really bother him as much as it made him curious. "So they are made of actual blood, outside of your body?"

"In a way, yes. On my back are scars in the shape of wings. The scars glow red when my wings are out. And it’s all connected to my Archmage’s blood orb."

Virgil seems quite curious about this. So a descendant of Blood Mages who'd strayed from the path of the Western Circle. That was new, at least for him anyway... He'd always assumed magic flowed strongly in families, so the concept of one individual moving on to do something different was rather interesting.

Alice takes a deep breath. “I was born into a Western Circle family. When I was of age, I was ‘given’ a area to study. The area was air and speed. But since my blood network is so strong, the extra blood makes itself into wings. But around a year ago, I finally saw how bad things where getting under the past leader. So I left and never went back. But I do still free lance.”

"I see..." He seems fascinated. He wasn't very good at socializing with people so he'd often be interested in how peculiar some of them were. No proper order like that of a plant's. It seemed phenomenal, so this oddity didn't really bother him as much as it made him curious. "So they are made of actual blood, outside of your body?"

Alice smiles. “So am I. I tend to work with flux a lot through. Hence the flux slightly taking over.”

"It is alright, I have a friend who’s considerably fluxy." Virgil chuckles. "I myself prefer dealing with the art of Artifice when it comes to the Thaumian magics." The plantkin seems to be ignoring the fact his own pet snake is now biting his neck. Instead he calmly talks with Alice as if this were normal. Well…At least he wasn’t on fire like usual. That would be embarrassing.

"Well, I know I’m not exactly a common sight. Not many sentient plant people around here, so I didn’t want to ask in case it was personal." He explains. "Those are quite fascinating however…"

"I would have to disagree with the fascinating part. I don’t really enjoy the reason I have them."

"Oh? And why is that, if you don't mind me asking?" Virgil questions, clearly curious about her wings.

Alice smiles. “So am I. I tend to work with flux a lot through. Hence the flux slightly taking over.”

"It is alright, I have a friend who’s considerably fluxy." Virgil chuckles. "I myself prefer dealing with the art of Artifice when it comes to the Thaumian magics." The plantkin seems to be ignoring the fact his own pet snake is now biting his neck. Instead he calmly talks with Alice as if this were normal. Well…At least he wasn’t on fire like usual. That would be embarrassing.

"Well, I know I'm not exactly a common sight. Not many sentient plant people around here, so I didn't want to ask in case it was personal." He explains. "Those are quite fascinating however..."

Alice smiles. “So am I. I tend to work with flux a lot through. Hence the flux slightly taking over.”

"It is alright, I have a friend who's considerably fluxy." Virgil chuckles. "I myself prefer dealing with the art of Artifice when it comes to the Thaumian magics." The plantkin seems to be ignoring the fact his own pet snake is now biting his neck. Instead he calmly talks with Alice as if this were normal. Well...At least he wasn't on fire like usual. That would be embarrassing.

  He looked at the crow for a bit, before nodding at her and the familiar. "I am not a fan of birds, but he seems like a good specimen." He comments before looking back at Brigid who’s biting his arm. "Now now…I’ll feed you soon."

Alice looks slightly taken back. “Excuse me?” The taint glows a soft purple.

"Well, as a plant I do not appreciate birds pecking me." He explains. He still had nightmares of a flock of ravens swarming him and his brothers when he was younger. Why they’d done so, Virgil had no idea. None of them were related to corn.

"Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know." Alice sends Circuits away. She adjusts her cloak. "What circle are you in?"

"It is fine." He says with a shrug before adjusting the snake that is now slithering up to his neck. "I am in the Eastern circle actually. And you?"

  He looked at the crow for a bit, before nodding at her and the familiar. "I am not a fan of birds, but he seems like a good specimen." He comments before looking back at Brigid who’s biting his arm. "Now now…I’ll feed you soon."

Alice looks slightly taken back. “Excuse me?” The taint glows a soft purple.

"Well, as a plant I do not appreciate birds pecking me." He explains. He still had nightmares of a flock of ravens swarming him and his brothers when he was younger. Why they'd done so, Virgil had no idea. None of them were related to corn.

The snake in question is a rattle snake. Poisonous and clearly unappreciative of the attention the noisy crow is giving her. She reels back a bit before the tattle-tale rattling noise starts. It’s a warning. Not too far from there, Virgil is walking around, looking for someone to question about Brigid’s whereabouts.

Alice hears the the rattle. “Circuits get back, there’s a snake.” The taint on her face glows slightly. She pushes her wings downward to get off the ground. The crow follows her.

The commotion was just about noisy enough for Virgil to hear. He took one look from where he stood to actually see the airborn girl and her crow. He moved over, hoping they’d at least seen his darling Brigid. "Hey! Excuse me miss!" he called out as he moved along, being careful as to not trip on his own legs.

Alice looks down. Her black cloak flowing behind her in the wind. “Yes?” She calls down. Her blood wings flap to keep her in the air.

"You wouldn’t happen to have seen a little rattle snake, would you?" Virgil asked as he craned his neck to look up at Alice. He is clearly not aware of the snake being close by, clearly pissed off at the crow that was now flying with it’s master.

Alice nods. She lowers her altitude slightly. “Why yes, I have. There’s one a few fee to your left. It tried to attack my familiar, Circuits.” The crow swoops down to mach Alice’s altitude. “What’s your name? I’m curious to know.”

Virgil looked down and quickly distinguished the brown scales that were badly hidden in the green grass. He kneeled down to pick her up before answering. "My name is Virgil Dionaea." He replied while scooping up the poisonous snake.

Alice lands. The blood wings disappear. “Hello Virgil. My name is Alice Veil.”

"Nice to meet you Miss Veil." He stands up properly, the rattle snake now wrapped around his arm. "Oh and this moody little darling is Brigid. I hope she hasn’t caused any trouble." He motions at the snake which snaps at his fingers.

"Please call me Alice." She smiles as Circuits lands on her shoulder. "This is my familiar Circuits."

He looked at the crow for a bit, before nodding at her and the familiar. "I am not a fan of birds, but he seems like a good specimen." He comments before looking back at Brigid who's biting his arm. "Now now...I'll feed you soon."