'' There was all that hate for the School of the Cat. '' || Witcher Roleplay. 21+ || ❝Run free and play in fields of flowers @CrocsHypnotique.❞
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𝒮chrödinger 𝒫odolsky
⇝ OC.
⇝ Witcher.
⇝ School of the Cat.
⇝ Wigner's friend.
◤It's over. Soldiers have taken the school. They killed Axel and Cedric. As for Schrödinger, well, I can't say for sure - might be alive, might be dead.◢
(Art: milesteves.com/gallery)
Anybody in need of a mercenary? Or apiarist or roof thatcher. I'm pretty cheap to hire.
Or monster hunter, I guess.... if it's an emergency.
"Ooh. So you're like, a scholar of magic. I haven't been to Waterdeep, I don't know what it's like there. But I'm always impressed how much smart stuff people can cram into their brains."
"What? Maybe you should do a public reading of your work sometime!" His grin turns ~
"Are... you a sorcerer?" This question is asked with more uncertainty of the classification, but sorcerers were Schrödinger's primary reference of spellcasters.
"Ooh, yeah, I get it. People like listening to those kind of poems, 'cause then you don't feel like the only ~
Schrödinger. (Parody) retweeted
if you don't love me at my 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬!
you don't deserve me at my 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐢𝐭!
(Sword in hand, Schrödinger holds off on attacking just yet, as the civilian still hasn't taken cover.)
What?? Playing a bush or a dead guy is the easiest part you can get! All you have to do is exist! Quietly!
(Schrödinger pulls out his steel sword to ready himself. Gods, he hates big spiders. Then he glances back to see how the bard is doing-- oh.)
Maybe pretend to be something inedible? Like... a bush? Or a dead guy.
Schrödinger. (Parody) retweeted
╰━━┈┄ ⿻ ; ❛ No one else hesitated to comment on
the quality of my performance, except... for you. Come on. ❜
□─────jaskier─────□
❝You don't want to keep a man with... bread in his pants waiting.❞⌡
Uh...
(The Cat tries his best to remember if this came up in witcher training, but he was hardly one of the best students. Oh well, he'll just claim whatever makes sense to him.)
...maybe don't scratch too hard. If anything, it might be able to pick up the smell of blood.
I mean...~
(He grins, revealing his crooked teeth.)
Don't worry, I won't judge, hehe.
Anyway, I'm going to need you to find a spot to hide. Never know what a spider might do once under attack, and they're surprisingly good jumpers.
(Schrödinger observes the bard's antics and raises an eyebrow.)
Are you telling me you got scabies?
(He maintains a serious expression, although he's actually just teasing. A little revenge for the lack of payment.)
Urrrrrghhhhh.
Fine, I'll take care of it this time. But at some point I'll need either money or food, or I'll drop dead and giant spiders will take over the lands.