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Primary Drive

As little or perhaps as much as it is to help whomever is able to call upon her spirit. Mys offers protection and guidance for those who ask, but not always in the ways that become expected of her. Ways that are not always appreciated but most correct by her judgement. She does this because she has a lot of kindness in her heart, but also in memory of the Priestess who gave her a life thousands of years in the past. She met and helped many people since then but none of the formed bonds were quite the same as the first.

Fear: Major and Secondary

Her power is immense and she is fragile. Her power is heavy and she doesn’t know how much longer she will get to wield such thing. She knows not what will happen when this power finally crushes her, when it escapes her, how much would it break?

Divination. She absolutely dreads what visions of the future can bring about, she doesn’t want to see or hear of any more visions she doesn’t want to experience any more tragedies. It’s all due to being in close contact with two bearers of the Millennium Tauk, an item which gave glimpses of the future that couldn’t be altered.

Lightning, storms, unpredictable dangerous weather conditions, they are not as much scary to her as they are intimidating and feel like bad omens.

Style of self expression

Mys is soft-spoken but she is not shy, one would say she is forward, quite nosy even. She speaks in a delicate manner, and her words feel warm. She shows great interest in the lives of the people she meets, she enjoys the company and being entertained with stories. She also becomes worried about well-being of others way too easily and is prone to meddling in affairs that do not involve her. She is welcoming equally to all, as long as she is not wronged and treated with respect in return.

How they express affection

She gives friendly suggestions and she gives gifts. Those gifts range from strange freshly cut flowers to self made potions and whole pieces of her magic. Pleasant dreams at night, a rise of vital spark.. The individuals she finds a special fondness to, she will start to visit on her own accord. She will ask for their stories (life) and tell her own. 

Despite the impression some may get, Mys doesn’t look for romance. She can be intimate yes, but not sexual. The intimacy she shows happens in the soul. As the ultimate gesture of affection, she is willing to become a part of somebody’s soul again.

What controls them (what they are weak for)

Thoughts of the first priestess she served. The values and moral code Mys learnt from that woman are still unshakably what she follows in life. Things like respect, the distaste for war, the belief that ability to heal & build has more worth than all the methods to cause harm in the world. Kindness and ability to heal being the mark of true talent. Those (and more) values are so deeply ingrained to her being, that if a time came Mys realized they’ve lost all meaning, she would honestly break apart.

Also, love, a person she will be really devoted to and love, only that person will be able to make her consciously, willingly kill a different being and she will do this only as an act of protection and love. The last resort, since she’d be unable to stay idle when her chosen one is in danger. Even if, mind you, shed be so disgusted with herself for doing this in the end.

What part of them will change.

?? Still to be determined

I used this template to sort out my thoughts on the muse

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“I am honored dear friend, you bring your best collection for this old woman. I come during good time indeed.” The wine she brings is wrapped as an elegant gift, three tiny bows attached to the colorful paper that adorns each of two bottles. The elven spellcaster hands it to Silent as she passes the threshold, careful to slip her shoes off. (Such being merely a habit she picked up in the recent century, as always upholding the good manners.) 

“Those boys of yours snatched you for quite a while” The softest laugh. In jest, of course in jest. Both of them had their own lives and duties to maintain after all. Mys was just glad to see her friend live well. “Gosh, it seems like only yesterday you three were starting to live together, the time flies!” 

    “! And speaking of hot springs, there is the funniest story I need to tell you too–”

[draiocht] A knock at the door can be heard. 'Friend? I've caught a word you're alone for the night. See, the moon is young and I bring good wine."

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⊰ ☥ ⊱ – ❝Oh, my teacher, hello!❞ Silent flung the door open in an elegant manner, and leaned against the door frame with her head tilted to the side, hands on her hips, and a playful smile.

❝My, the word you caught is correct. The boys are out for the night doing gods only knows what. Alas, I was alone until you arrived.❞ she giggled and moved to make a sweeping bow, gesturing for Mys to come in and make herself at home. ❝If you’ve brought good wine, I shall provide the best chalices for us to drink from. They’re forged from some of the finest crystals found around the hot springs in the south.❞

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So what if Mystical Elf was actually a spirit of the predecessor of Priestess Isis, and became passed on along with the title and millennium item. So what if Mystical Elf is not of Egyptian origin but somewhere far else beyond human imagination of the time you cannot tell me how to write my lore

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The words needn’t to be shared. Mys could read all from the sweet beaming face of this small sorceress. The excitement to indulge in the activity of reading, and to share this seat under the generous rays of sun. Yes, yes, the mystic of light did not mind such company at all; She felt very lucky in fact, since the priestess who summoned her has rushed away to other tasks a long while ago. (Surely, Isis wouldn’t mind the guest either)

“Forgive that the table is too busy for your book.” She said, as she moved a few ceramic containers to the side, yet with little success of making enough room. It was a very small ‘camp’ table, but Mys dared not to say that she doubted the little spellcaster would reach the top of it comfortably in the first place.

Nonetheless, the mystic of light got an impression the time was passing pleasantly to the both of them. She spoke again, after a few moments.

“I’m preparing healing ointments for the wounded of the palace. What do you read?”

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⊰ ☥ ⊱ – The smile was what the tiny light first noticed. So warm and welcoming – she couldn’t help but pick up the pace just a little more. It was only when this angelic woman spoke that the little sorceress looked up from behind her tome, eyes shining with wonder and curiosity. Silent had seen this woman for mere moments and she already felt so welcome here (and excited, if she were being honest).

     She nodded a few times, enthusiasm crystal clear in her movements. Yes! She did bring this heavy tome all the way over here on her own, and she held every intention to crack the cover and study until her hear was content – or if her master called for her, whichever came first.

     And then… a seat was offered to her. Right next to the radiant lady. Silent knew an opportunity when she saw one, and this was one she didn’t plan on missing out on. In a burst of light, Silent seated herself next to the elven caster, careful to cast a small levitation spell on the book. It was much easier to read this way. It wasn’t like it fit in her lap yet, after all.

     But before she would dive into her studies, she gazed up once more at the angel and returned her earlier smile. Why, there was even a soft giggle, too.

     Thank you!

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       The warmest hand lays on the fellow spellcaster’s shoulder, gently so stopping her from leaving if only for a moment longer. “You’re going into another battle already, aren’t you?” Crystal eyes glimmered with worry at the idea. “I don’t think its good. You should rest for a day”

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Hello, this is a fresh rp blog for Mystical Elf from Yu-Gi-Oh, If you’d be interested in interacting please feel free to like or reblog this post to get the blog around!! 

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There is the smallest flurry of glimmering blue and white magical sparkles that trail the small magician. Of course, she has no choice but to float since walking would prove quite difficult while carrying such a large tome in such small arms. The presence she stops in front of is warm and light. It reminded her of her master. And although little Silent hadn’t said a word, she gazed— no, she peeked up from behind the tome at the elven caster. Could they perhaps study together?

A curiosity it was for the mystic of light to spot a lone tome traveling across the royal yard. With the sun already high in the sky, and each of the palace priests tending to their daily duties Mys had to wonder about the presence approaching like so during the hours of work. – Crystal blue eyes trailed in search of the book’s owner, only then spotting the petite face half obscured by the big tome and even smaller hands holding onto its sides.

Ah, Mys couldn’t help but grace this adorable (and slightly comical) sight with the warmest of smiles. 

“My my… did you bring this heavy tome all the way here on your own?” Soft lights danced in the spellcaster’s eyes as she inquired, welcoming as she placed her hand on the seat next to herself. “Why not come closer little one? The stool is warm and big enough for the both of us.”

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did you love kisara , but hate the terrible writing of her … everything ?  wish you could have given this dragon lady what she deserves ( aka , the world ? )  look no further !  from the makers of @ultwiz comes dragonwields , a heavily canon divergent kisara rp blog !  hit that heart or reblog to interact with this amazing girl !

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Mystical Elf’s magic capacity is enormous. She actually has so much power in her body that it used to scare her to no end. She’s undergone training to let this power lay inside her, instead of posing a threat to those that come near. It’s been made a pillar for her otherwise frail constitution, as she firmly decided to focus on defense and healing spellwork.

Modern time, she makes electronics go awry quite easily by simply standing near them for a while. She is very sorry for that

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Mystical Elf considers all of the names she has been named with as important to her, all of them. She would be called ‘Kiddo’ or ‘Weird Lady’ and she’d be like ‘Yes, I’m Weird Lady.’ 

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Amaterasu Oomikami’s entrance

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Okay so remember how many times Yuugi would get beaten up in the original manga?? Now imagine Mystical Elf healing his bruises and bumps and lessening his aches during the night when he sleeps and doesn’t know a thing

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I somewhat filled the stat page for this girl, check it out

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On this blog we consider Mystical Elf and Dark Elf the same person thanks for coming to my ted talk

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I’m just gonna roll wih BANDAI’s card version and give this pretty elf 2500 of defense points