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Dark Castle


Lost somewhere in the world is the ruins of an old, clandestine clan. Once rumored to house powerful mages known to author the wizarding world’s worst catastrophes, the remnants of this society are on the walls of Grimmoor - the defunct headquarters of this clan. The location itself is unplottable and not even the mightiest of wizards will be able to navigate the tumultuous journey required to find Grimmoor without a little... dare I say help.

Grimmoor

Roleplay[]

Tessa & Jackal (and Simba)[]

JackalR Nundu

SimbaJackal Rosier's Nundu • 'Runt' • Baby Boy

「 Age 」
3 y/o
「 Species 」
Nundu
「 Occupation 」
N/A
「 Relationship 」
N/A

As was customary for Jackal, Simba always entered dubious locations first. If those inside weren't scared by the Nundu that had crept up upon them, the surprise attack Jackal could mount thanks to the cover the beast gave him often did. This time was different, however and Simba's demeanour seemed to reflect that as if the beast knew how paramount the task the two were on was. Silently stalking through the various rooms and corridors of Grimmoor, it wasn't until he got to the main room that Simba let out loud growls, one that signalled his owner to come in. The Nundu walked to where Tessa was, slowly and cautiously. Though he had no reason to be distrusting of the witch, the young Nundu knew not to put all the faith into someone blindly.

Message Me • 22:56, July 26, 2020 (UTC)

Game Master
Send Me an Owl! - 23:13, July 26, 2020 (UTC)
When Simba first entered the castle, and as Jackal would soon realize, the castle's interiors looked deteriorated and ravaged, much like the ruins it was charmed to look like on the outside. At first glance, the castle is vacant, and as Simba pushes on, it seems there's nobody other than Tessa's body at the foot of the staircase and another at the top of the stairs. There are no noises coming from anywhere beyond the distant sound of water dripping from the ceiling. When Simba pads over to Tessa, she makes no moves at all. As a matter of fact, upon closer inspection, it seems like she isn't even alive. Her body is mangled, a mess of bones bent unnaturally and bruises all over the visible skin; she also has a head laceration that looks like it had bled profusely prior to Jackal and Simba's arrival. Her clothes are torn at parts and stained with her dry blood.
JackalR Nundu

SimbaJackal Rosier's Nundu • 'Runt' • Baby Boy

「 Age 」
3 y/o
「 Species 」
Nundu
「 Occupation 」
N/A
「 Relationship 」
N/A

Simba let out a small whine as he gently tapped against her body with his snout, trying to get some movement out of her. Doing it a few more times until he was certain it was futile, the nundu let out another urgent roar to get Jackal to hurry up.

Message Me • 13:44, July 27, 2020 (UTC)

Jackal Rosier WB 3

Jackal RosierGryffindor Alumni • Vigilante

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Unemployed
「 Relationship 」
Single

Two roars at once had been alarming to the young wizard, enough for him to pick up the pace as he scrambled through the rooms and halls. His stomach dropped as he saw Simba crouched against a body, not wanting to believe it to be true. Making his way over, he did wince and shield his eyes once before taking a closer look at her body. One of the upsides of being a part of a long lineage of vigilantes is that his father and grandfather made him always have healing supplies on hand. Swinging his backpack from his shoulder, he moved to find a grand wiggenweld potion. That had been a motto of his grandfather's; when in doubt, swig some wigg. Finding the vial fairly quickly, he gently moved to prop Tessa's head up against Simba's paw before bringing the vial to her lips.

Message Me • 13:44, July 27, 2020 (UTC)

Slytherin Alumna Lincliff Business Tycoon
[ AGE ] 27 y/o.    [ SPECIES ] Witch.
[ CAREER ] Businesswoman.    [ RELATIONSHIP ] Single.

About a half-minute after Jackal empties the vial down her throat, Tessa seems to finally come back to life. The redness of her skin doesn't fade, but her body reacts to the Grand Wiggenweld as her chest starts heaving, trying to get some air into her lungs. Her eyes snap open shortly thereafter, a little red around the outside and with blown pupils. She can't see anything at first and it makes her panic, but she doesn't have an opportunity to dwell on the brief blindness because all she feels is a searing pain inside her body. It feels like her organs are all on fire, and her back arches, a toe-curling scream erupting from her throat, again and again as her body convulses. The pain consumes her, firing up her every nerve. Her eyes are fixated on the ceiling above and, even in the midst of her pain, she sees visions cross her mind's eye - it's a little hazy, but she can make out the vague outline of someone aiming a wand at her and casting some kind of incantation. In her convoluted mind, she makes the connection to the Cruciatus Curse, which only augments the pain she's in as she deliriously believes Jackal to be the one cursing her. Her hand shakes and she's still screaming, but she makes an effort (in vain) to try and push Jackal away, to grab her wand - which is torn to pieces, scattered around them both - and try to curse him away.

TessaB

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Jackal Rosier WB 2

Jackal RosierGryffindor Alumni • Vigilante

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Unemployed
「 Relationship 」
Single

Jackal would like to say he was shocked at her reaction but, just given the state of her, it was obvious that the last thing she remembered was something traumatic. Remaining as calm as he could seeing one of the strongest women he knew seemingly crumble before him, he casted a quick Reparifors spell to hopefully ease some of the pain her nerves were no doubt feeling. Pushed back slightly, he refused to budge massively and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. "Tessa?" He asked, voice soft and as comforting as he could muster, "Tessa, it's me, Jackal."

Message Me • 21:18, July 27, 2020 (UTC)

Slytherin Alumna Lincliff Business Tycoon
[ AGE ] 27 y/o.    [ SPECIES ] Witch.
[ CAREER ] Businesswoman.    [ RELATIONSHIP ] Single.

It doesn't register that it's Jackal. In her potion-induced delusions, she sees Jackal as a contorted, dark figure when she turns her head slightly, and it sends her into another panicked frenzy, but because her muscles are all locked and her nerves are overwhelmed with so much pain, she can't do much else than scream. She squeezes her eyes shut, somewhere inside her head praying to someone - anyone - that her pain would be subdued quickly, but Jackal's spell doesn't do much beyond return her skin to its normal color and heal some of her minor lacerations. The burning sensation within her is soothed slightly - likely as a response to the reversal of the Baneberry Poison - but she still writhes in miserable pain as the lingering effects of the Drink of Despair induce more desperation and mental afflictions. A desperate sob erupts from her throat and her face contorts, expressive of the ridiculous, insurmountable agony she's in. As the burning sensation subsides a little more, she feels like she can breathe a little easier, but her breath quickens as she suffers from another hallucination. She sees someone, in the distance, and she hears what she thinks is someone screaming something. The words are droned out by a loud ringing in her ears, but she again associates the green light with another Cruciatus Curse, which makes her feel as though all her pain receptors have been stimulated, reducing her to a convulsing, crying mess.

TessaB

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