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a. Mirages

[If you are out during the night and particularly ~~gullible~~ curious, you might find some floating green flames dancing around in the desert- they're visible enough from the city of Sunspire, but you have to go out there if you want to investigate further!

If one is very perceptive, they might pick up on the magic in use, illusion magic, fae in nature, or perhaps if you have a keen sense of smell you might pick up the scent of a large, scaly predator(a dragon) with a light mist of the scent of roses. Anyone who is at LEAST perceptive enough to not follow the green flame and instead look for it's source may even pick up on stifled laughter.

For the more easily led, that green fire will take them out into the desert far enough that finding their way back might be difficult before disembodied laughter becomes very much embodied, a young teenager sporting black dragon horns on his head floating out of reach and laughing impishly at his "prank" gone well.]

b. Curiosity

[He eventually makes it back to the city. It probably takes longer than he'd like, but he is not immune to harsh sunlight, hunger, nor thirst. That said, he is a fairy without any memory, so commerce is actually really a daunting prospect at this time! So as he takes to the market but after a few failed bartering attempts he goes to find some ~~sucker~~ friendly-looking fellow to accost.]

Hello, mortal. Come, assist me in attaining sustenance, and I shall owe you a boon.

[He could probably not start by calling someone "mortal", as he shouldn't assume!!! But he doesn't really feel inclined to think too hard on it. They're probably not fae, he is sure!]

c. WILDCARD

[OOC: Feel free to encounter Malleus anywhere, he is a wanderer! He has no memories at this point, not even his name. If you have questions/concerns/wish to plot, you can hit me up via PM or at

decathect]

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What good would your name be to me? I haven't even got anywhere to put it!

[Don't think too much about the logic. It's fairy stuff.

He is a little hesitant at first, but then will accept the orb of ice, just opening his mouth up and trying to bite it. He's not very good at this 'desert' stuff yet.]

[ It's just a little sugar ice ball. Refreshing, a little energy, yummy in this weather. ]

... Right. Then we should think of something to call you. I can't very well go around calling you Fae. It's not polite.

[ He seemed fine saying it otherwise, though. ]

What about Drago? Your horns look like dragons I've seen in books.

[Ahhh! To be granted a name by such a lovely mortal almost makes up for the rest of the day being so disorienting and upsetting. Almost.]

"Drago"? Hmm! Well I am a dragon, that's why my horns are like this.

I will accept the name given, if I can have my magic back. I'd truly rather not have to break this curse myself, and I'd even transport us both back to the city if you would be so kind. Consider it my apology for my rudeness.

... We can consider other names if you really are a dragon. Drago would be too on the nose for that, unless you like it.

[ He tilts his head thoughtfully. ]

I suppose I could accept it if you transported me back, safely, back into the city, and near the residences.

[ He knows he needs to be specific with fairies! He's read the stories! ]

... You will need to come closer so I can give you the kiss to break the spell.

[He doesn't seem put off by the stipulations; he wasn't planning on pulling anymore tricks right now, but he certainly finds no fault in being specific. That's just smart in deals with the fae.]

I remember naught of my life, but I am certain I am a dragon! Wings and flame, scale and claw! Though I woke in this form, I can feel it in my blood.

[Oh...? He gets his curse broken AND a kiss? This is win/win. He's nearly forgotten that he didn't have a curse on him when this began!

He looks pleased with himself as he trots over, happy to also get a closer look at the pretty mortal.]

Very well then. I agree to your terms, mage.

[ He hasn't pulled his veil back on, but when the fae approaches so eagerly, he can't help but smirk a little. How adorably eager.

Very well, then! ]

Vil. That is a name you can call me.

[ He'll also bring a hand to the fae's cheek to draw his face in close, and-

Let the ice orb hover between them, before letting a little fire spell concentrate with a wind spell to evaporate it a bit between their mouths and spray on his mouth. ]

Cleansed only by a kiss of water's mist.

[ That was his incantation, and with that, the curse shall break. But he'll give the fae a kiss to the corner of his mouth. ]

Behave and I may consider giving you an actual kiss sometime, Drago.

[He jumps a little when the mist is sprayed on him, flinching in surprise and at the sudden cool feeling. He can't be too bothered by the surprise, shortly after getting the kiss he was expecting! Maybe a little more chaste than he expected, though it isn't as if he thought it would be something passionate and licentious.

He breathes in through his nose, straightening up his posture and huffing out some green flames, reinvigorated by the teasing of a kiss from a lovely human and by the fact that his magic is returned.]

Hoh, a fairy only behaves in the way they are meant to~

[He gives a crooked little grin, raising a finger and twirling it as he uses transference magic to plop the two of them right at the edge of town where they had started.]

But we shall see. I will have my eye on you, Vil.

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