Threyn Ravenwood

Threyn’s eyes glow a faint pink for a quick second, before Willow would feel a tap on their shoulder.

A courteous smile on her face, Threyn would see the display of magic in front of her.

“That is a wonderful spell… But the academy can provide you with an even more varied toolset.”
She would respond, her voice a bit softer than one might expect from a recruiter.

“Would you like a demonstration?”

Threyn looks a bit conflicted for a second before she evidently makes a choice, nodding at Quinn.

So many new experiences in a row, and she’s embarking on even more evidently.
Her heart was pounding, her mind racing, but she was excited~!

// Would you maybe like to move to dms? :3

Threyn is sat behind a table in the town square to possibly recruit new people for the Ravenwood Academy.

Sat upright in a nicely fitted gothic uniform, the dark clothes contrast beautifully with her white hair.

There’s a banner that reads [Make magic happen with your hands].

// Sorry for being so spotty on here!
// Still not used to rping on here, and while this account is also for lewd rp, I tend to go to another account on a different platform for that, and my brain has been in that space for RP mainly 😅

She stumbled towards her a bit and her eyes widened before she noticed the leash.
Her magic was based on intent to some degree…

All she could do was look at Quinn, unable to figure out how to respond without giving away her barely hidden desire.

There would be steam coming from the top of her head, it would be right about now.
Her eyes locked with Quinn’s and she didn’t know how to look away.

“I-… Wha-…”
She was evidently incredibly flustered.
“I don’t… Know any restaurants…”

Her voice was barely audible.

Threyn is looking at a set of lingerie she bought.

“How do I put this on…”
There were a lot of straps to the design, so she was stood there, naked, pondering it intensely.

As the magical leash formed it moved to Quinn’s hand, offering itself to her.
Threyn looked away a bit, too flustered to meet Quinn’s gaze from the compliments.

She was a bit confused about what she was feeling.

The elf didn’t move away from Quinn’s hands, her mind reeling as she was offered dinner.
Given that she grew up a bit sheltered, she hadn’t been hit on much.

“I-I-…”
Threyn didn’t know how to accept a gift.
She evidently wanted to say yes, even if she didn’t have the words to do so.

“Yes, my summons can also be partial and still move autonomously… and they can be based on anatomy…”

Threyn looks suspiciously at the reader because of those questions.

“Why do you ask…?”
Her eyes narrow quite a bit, her cheeks a very subtle shade of red.
She knows where this is going.

“You-… You think I look good?”

The redness of her cheeks is growing less subtle.

Her hand is still idly on the collar, as a thin, barely visible line of pink magic began forming from it, like a leash.

Threyn’s eyes widened a little and met Quinn’s, her heart racing.
She was taken aback, but not moving, her body even subtly leaning in towards Quinn.

“Th-… That isn’t necessary!”
She stuttered quickly, her mind clearly conflicted and longing for something.

“It is not… as far as I know…”

Threyn is looking at Quinn, some unspoken appreciation in her eyes.

“…but I wasn’t raised by elves… so I might not know-“

A silent nod is all she can muster as she looks away.
She seems more flustered than Quinn by her own actions.

// I am so sorry for disappearing, got sick during the holidays!
// I’ll try to be more present again!

@demaciancorsair.bsky.social
Cheeks are a subtle shade of red as she tugs on it lightly, seeing if it’ll come off.

“…what’s the meaning of this?”
Her voice seems a little softer than usual.

There’s a confused look on her face, as she tugs on it a bit.

“Why did you… put this on me?”

“…I thought it would look cute on you…”
Threyn’s looking away, cheeks red, especially after being called attractive.

Threyn has been experimenting with alchemy, and it seems she’s made a truth potion!
Commented questions about her might also be answered.

// Fun fact: I have a bit of a weakness for tieflings x3

// I’m out here wishing I had the money to commission art of at least 3 of my D&D characters and also of Threyn lmao
// Maybe next month

—hidden by the thick fog.
With Threyn sat across from the mage, another flash of purple passed over her eyes, as the carriage came to a halt.

“I have alerted our doorman to let us in… he is going to inspect the cart and cargo, and then let us through…”
She informed matter-of-factly.

—She once again averted her gaze, looking outside now.

Through the fog and the trees there was a large metal fence coming into view, adorned with ornate spikes along the top.
It became apparent why Kai was sat facing the direction of travel, as the view was impressive, even with the manor still—

Threyn’s eyes widened at the sight of the mage’s death, but there was surprisingly little duress from seeing such an experience…
The look in her eyes seemed to have a hint of… recognition.

Shortly thereafter Threyn would cut the connection.

“I apologize for my intrusion… and your experience…”

—

—received.

“I am usually obligated to inspect any visitors, caster or otherwise, before I allow them to make this journey, but your abilities had proven your identity… But, I must comply with the lady’s wishes…”

—from one of the most accomplished manipulation mage out there, but still shocking given how timid she was.

Her control, and therefore her magic must come from a different source then…

“I apologize for my intrusion…”
She begins, blushing a little more from the arcane kiss on the cheek she just—

As the bridge was established, Kai might be surprised that, while able to communicate, there was not a single glimpse into Threyn’s mind.
It became apparent that, despite how casually she cast it with no perceivable flux in the flow of magic around her, she prodded quite deep.

Perhaps expected—

— followed her statement as if to gauge Kai’s response, incredibly brief, though there seemed to be a small wave of purple that washed over her eyes, barely noticeable and nigh immeasurably brief, followed by a slight feeling of mental prodding.

A test, to see if Kai’s reputation holds true.