○: It's been a good 12 years of rp on Twitter. But I think I'm finally done. The muse just isn't there anymore. Maybe it'll come back one day, but eh. . .might be time to accept and tap out.
@Bardicrage "Ah. . .well, my mother was quite the schemer, even among the Drow of Menzoberranzan."
He said, smile faltering slightly at the mentioning of his mother. They were not on good terms in the slightest.
"She was much more focused on me spying and gathering secrets."
@Bardicrage "Why yes, my Sorcery awoken within me while I was an infant."
He said with a bit of pride, poking the left side of his face and the black mark that spread across it.
"Quite strongly infact. . .to the point it stained my face and eyes."
@Bardicrage "Why thank you. It has been an invaluable talent for sure."
He said while pulling his leg fully out of the swirling darkness, the moment he fully left it went back to a normal shadow.
Of course, only an inquisitive eyebrow arching would be the Bhaalspawn 's immediate reaction.
"Am I supposed to be intimidated by something I already expect you plan to eventually try, dear Orin?"