Villager: Seidr
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Villager Info
ID: #269732
Name: Seidr
Gender: Androgyne
Location: Oceandome
Born 7 years, 4 months ago
Career: Explorer
Owner: Polymathema
Species: Cat
Color: Witch
Buffs:House: Oceandome House (250/250)
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About
court sorcerer and youngest son, seidr is the most charismatic and keenest on succession and status of the king's children. always found where the shiniest of clothing, food, or accessories may be found. spoiled and beloved by his family, seidr's primary interest outside of wealth is the collection of spellwork and magic by way of ancient writings, spoken word, and sometimes stealing tomes from people who clearly won't value them as much as he will
as often to be found in beautiful dresses as he is to be found in robes or suits, seidr loves him some makeup youtube and the drama that comes with it - he gets his makeup tips alongside a plethora of shade and scandal, which is pretty much just how he likes everything else in his life
very proud of his wealth of black hair and the sleekness of his fur, the singular time he's been angry enough to actually commit murder and not just commit murder for the sheer hell of it was when someone played a prank on him and put gum all through his fur while he slept
a list of things:
thick rich fabrics
gold and platinum
emeralds and peridots
the scent of expensive incense
fresh sliced peaches
warm fur blankets
sharp blades
court intrigue
being better at magic than whoever he's currently jealous of
Smirking, Rymr links an arm around Seidr's shoulders, crowding him in against his side. "The suspense is killing me, brother. Tell me,- what do they do?" His eyes draw back to the crystals hovering before them with a curious glint.
He chokes back on the laughter, the short assault only proving to shy him directly into his brother's embrace, wings ruffled and fluttering with discord. "Some things never change."
Rymr was his brother and his King, the crystals were all three uniquely beautiful, gifts chosen for him by his brother and Queen, and thus they were worthy of him, befitting of him and who he was, regardless of what state or form they held. He crossed around the crystals where they idly floated in the air separating them, closing the short distance between Seidr and himself, enveloping him in the strong hale of both arms and wings.
"You will spoil me, giving me such nice things. They're lovely, Seidr, thank you."
"A younger me would never believe it either, would think that very frustrating and boring. Could it be that we are finally growing up?" Rymr teases, pressing warm nose down to furred cheek. The manner was fully intended to be playful, but it allowed for him to carefully conceal in his face, what he knew he couldn't hide in his voice. He was being bashful, and for the life of him he didn't know why. "You are giving me butterflies,- what is the present, brother?"
"I have no doubts, Seidr." Snickering, he brings his brother into a crushing hold beneath his arm. "I well know the chill of your ire when it's aimed at me. Do not mistake my embarrassment at my own ridiculous modesty for having taken offense, or having dealt it. There are no doors left for you to open in me. It has only ever been the two of us, and I know my place in your heart."
Shaking his head a little, he flashes him a smile, tail thumping against Seidr's side. "It is nothing, merely my own disbelief at myself. Of course gifts can be given freely, and for whatever purpose, or reason."
He seems ready to add comment to that, but flushes brightly instead, hanging his head with some level of embarrassment. "I don't think anything from you could be trivial, brother. Thank you for thinking of me."
Easily directed, he follows alongside him closely. "A gift?" Rymr questions, brows raised and ears twitching curiously. "But I haven't done anything! What is it, Seidr?"
Barking a laugh, Rymr presses a fierce kiss between his eyes. "Did you discover anything of interest?"
"Save for the one I chose. I play no tricks with you, I wouldn't risk it." Beaming, he pushes to his feet and throws himself into his brothers waiting arms. "There is nothing so important that you couldn't pull me away from it. And what of you, Seidr? You must have missed me."
Grinning, he looks up. "I wouldn't put just anyone above myself."