by Albafica Temero 19th April 2018, 3:49 pm
”Ladies, please, you shouldn’t underestimate my person even if I don’t quite look the part of the one to exact your sweet, sweet vengeance.” Albafica said, looking at the three young women one by one, awfully keen eyes making sure each and every one of them had seen something disturbing behind those azure pupils. He smiled as one awkwardly shuffled closer to her fellow deceivedees. ”Haha, I figured as much when appearing before you in this form… perhaps I should just give all you fair ladies a taste of what exactly awaits the poor, unfortunate soul whom you’d like to see ruined.” Albafica said with a small bow as he stood up and walked from behind the table, revealing a simplistic tunic covering his child-like, ten year old body. A child by body size, but mentally and physically trained to have become much more than that; Albafica acted all but his age, and could justify his mature way of thinking and acting by actually looking the part through his magic. The mage smiled and merely snapped his fingers, immediately being surrounded by a golden aura that served as the nurturing of his body for a temporary grow spurt. His body crept up inch by inch, growing in both length and muscle mass, while his facial features became more defined and refined alike. His azure hair waved softly upon the tensed breeze created by the aura, carrying it like a cloth of thin silk as it too grew longer and more vibrant. His body covered itself with parts of golden armor, and before long the small child had been transformed into a fine man, one of refined elegance that towered above the now petite women. Giving them a gentle glance, the Saint made a bow, introducing himself in the process. ”Miladies, I’m Albafica Temero, forever at thy service… to deliver punishment upon the scum that tried to lay hands on all three of you. Rest assured, I shall make sure he’ll regret ever having enjoyed his life with such immature banter.”Albafica ushered softly. ”Nothing too bad of course… lest you wish me to give him more than just a scare, that is.” The smile upon his face was surprisingly eerie, and it was hard to distinguish whether he was looking forward to hurting the man or was just one of those guys who's smile was naturally scaring. But the air around him changed almost instantly as he gestured them to take a seat. ”But please, do take a seat first. Then we can discuss business in more detail, as such is my intention to follow your every wish.”
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