The room is almost disturbingly clean, a faint antiseptic scent on the air that someone has tried to cover with incense. Candles flicker in sconces on the walls but don't function as the main source of light--oh, no, the majority of the light comes from a hypercomplex array of crystals and mirrors that extend down from the ceiling like a chandelier designed by a man with seven eyes, none of which face the same direction. It catches the light from outside and magnifies it until it's as bright as a sunny day at noon inside this room.
And yet that isn't the end of the contrivances of metal and glass and crystal. Another array surrounds the cushioned table, curling its spider-legs of esoteric magitech around it in a faintly unnerving display of magick and science and art. It'd be pretty if its provenance weren't so... tauntingly vague.
If that isn't enough, the door opens in the darkly panelled wall and in walks a man who matches a description Felih had likely heard in various locales. The long purple hair, braided beard, and ritual scars are unmistakable. This is none other than the individual somewhat ludicrously dubbed 'The Sex Alchemist.'
Well, at least he's not ugly.
A slight smile crosses his face as he approaches the table. "Oh, but they've brought a lovely one, this time," he says, his cultured tenor voice at odds with his large and intimidating appearance.
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Date: 2019-05-24 04:06 am (UTC)And yet that isn't the end of the contrivances of metal and glass and crystal. Another array surrounds the cushioned table, curling its spider-legs of esoteric magitech around it in a faintly unnerving display of magick and science and art. It'd be pretty if its provenance weren't so... tauntingly vague.
If that isn't enough, the door opens in the darkly panelled wall and in walks a man who matches a description Felih had likely heard in various locales. The long purple hair, braided beard, and ritual scars are unmistakable. This is none other than the individual somewhat ludicrously dubbed 'The Sex Alchemist.'
Well, at least he's not ugly.
A slight smile crosses his face as he approaches the table. "Oh, but they've brought a lovely one, this time," he says, his cultured tenor voice at odds with his large and intimidating appearance.