:: So sure he is that the bookish card was weak and slow, he tensed and sprung, blade forward.

Learning the speed and sharpness of magic proved to be a fatal mistake.

The Prince of Swords falls, mortally wounded with an arcane spear in his heart. The darkness closes in and his soul escapes. ::

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:: The Sword Prince’s hand grips the hilt of his sword as he bristles and swaggers forward. ::

Walk away, Conrad. Or punishment is the least of your worries today.

And let my little sister risk pain and steal the glory? No, I have a duty.

:: He winks, but it's not well received. ::

#BlueskyCoven #TarotWar

:: A young man, a lookalike to the Princess of Swords but with a fine beard and a subtle swagger steps into the center of the hedge maze. ::

Conrad, are you threatening to punish my sister?

🧿 #BlueskyCoven #tarotsky #witchsky

:: An entity of oozing black ichor reaches a claw from the breach between worlds. As it grasps its way into this one, its form solidifies into an upright young man, a Sword seared into his palm. ::

What will you have us do?

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