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Post by Wicked Witch of the West on Mar 15, 2014 19:52:58 GMT -5
Her plan worked. After Dorothy threw the water on her she made it look like she melted and died. She would be back in the Enchanted Forest. Though happened to be in someone’s castle. Was this still Oz? She had to get out if she was still there that meant it didn’t work if she was still there. She looked out the window and noticed that she wasn’t in Oz. She took a deep breathe and sat on the floor looking around the castle. Where was she? This wasn’t any castle she knew. Then again she only knew one castle and was never in it really. She picked herself off the floor and decided to go look for whoever owns the castle. She wanted to tell them sorry for trespassing and point her the way to Queen Regina’s home. She wanted answers about her mother and father and knew that she could give them to her. “Hello? I am sorry for enterting your castle it happens my spell brought me here. I was in Oz and…I am talking to myself.” She sighed and looked for the door. maleficent
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Post by maleficent on Mar 16, 2014 8:46:05 GMT -5
Maleficent sat in the gargantuan and austere library of the western wing of the expansive and terrifying citadel she had carved for herself from the obsidian mountains. From the outside, the castle appeared harsh and cruel; sharp spires loomed over the horizon whilst an imposing gate made of an eerie glowing crystalline like substance of brilliant celadon barred access to it whilst simultaneously enclosing it into the mountainside it was built into. She had dedicated much of her time upon arriving into this forbidden mountainous region establishing this base of her operations - her kingdom in other words. It was a labour of love. But it had been well worth it. It struck fear into the hearts of dissidents that may have wished her harm.
She was currently ruminating over a tome of old arcane magic. It predated her by several centuries and spoke of arcane lore that seemed archaic; but would prove to be useful in her understanding about how better to manipulate the ebb and flow of the magic that wove itself through the ley lines of the world. If one could not understand the lore of what they sought to control; all their efforts would be for naught. As it was, her castle already used a great deal of the energy around these mountains from the magical shields to the more whimsical floating book shelves and chairs of the library.
Out of no where, a sentry glyph materialized in front of her. Apparently there was a presence that had mysteriously materialized in her great hall. She paused to think, no, there was no one that was scheduled to visit her. They were clearly a potent magician to materialize within her abode. But at least this intruder had the decency to teleport themselves into a respectable location to be welcomed by the mistress of the house. This warranted her personal attention though. She could not have just anybody appearing without her invitation in her halls. That simply would not stand. She stood up from her chair and closed the tome. She outstretched her hands above her head and disappeared in a flash of bright green fire.
Her essence sped through the nether and empty space of the halls until she felt the presence of the intruder. She warped behind them, landing silently. She was just in time to hear the stranger speak. This woman was no one that she knew, but spoke of a land called 'Oz'. With that Maleficent stepped forward. "And who are you? What caused you to leave this...Oz of yours?" She inquired, the dark edge in her voice was contrasted by an evident curiosity about this stranger.
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Post by Wicked Witch of the West on Mar 20, 2014 10:07:41 GMT -5
Zelena was lost and didn’t understand where she ended up at. This woman didn’t seem happy at all that she ended up there in her castle. She looked at her and wondered why didn’t she ask her about her skin? Most did even in this world if she was in the right place she thought she was. “Are we in the Enchanted Forest?” She asked her. She didn’t answer question yet not sure how to. She didn’t want anyone knowing who she was.
“My name is Zelena. I was born here and I wanted to find my family. Hoping they would see me and give me the info I needed.” As of now Zelena didn’t know what he plan was.
“I apologize once again for appearing inside your castle. It seems I did something wrong in the spell I casted to get me back here. Do you know a Cora?” She asked her.
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Post by maleficent on Mar 22, 2014 9:22:18 GMT -5
Maleficent was rarely happy when anyone came into her abode, even when they were invited. However, how this woman had managed to pass her magical barriers had her intrigued. This sorceress also had a rather unusual coloured complexion. That didn't phase Maleficent anywhere near this sudden appearance did though. Once she had dealt with this incursion, she was certainly going to recheck the potency of her wards. She did not desire having strange women appearing out of thin air in her home without warning in the least.
"Of sorts yes..." She responded. Her lands did share a border with the Enchanted Forest, however due to the harsh and hilly terrain of her kingdom she refused to truly be called a part of the woods. A simple understanding of geography dictated that mountains were not forests. Though she did undeniably live in the "Enchanted Woods". The stranger then introduced herself as Zelena and explained some of her back story. She then proceeded to apologise once more for appearing without warning in her residence. At least this Zelena had a good enough sense of decorum to apologise for such an abrupt entry. She chalked it up to a spell gone awry. Which Maleficent did not doubt for a moment given the woman's clear shock at arriving where she did. Finally Zelena proceeded to ask about a Cora. This woman was talkative, and a good wielder of magic. Maleficent found herself ambivalent at this point towards the woman. She did not hate her; yet she certainly did not find herself liking her at the moment either. Which wasn't very surprising given her nature. She did find herself thinking that despite a strong aptitude for the arcane, this woman did not have any finesse. Otherwise she would have arrived at her desired location and not have interrupted her. Her curious praise for the woman was definitely becoming tempered with scorn though. Maleficent did not tolerate sloppiness in her magic, even when she was put under duress.
"You are forgiven, Zelena.I find myself impressed that your spell was strong enough to carry you through my enchantments. That is no mean feat. I am called Maleficent. You find yourself in an area known as the Forbidden Mountains, which I reside over. As for Cora, I am sorry to say I only know vaguely of her." She decided some tact would be best, she had no desire to get into a magical battle in her own home with a witch that may or may not have a hot temper.
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Post by Belle French on Apr 9, 2014 4:06:44 GMT -5
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