Morningway Plot: Monster Jamboree {locked to participants}
Justin Morningway did not consider himself to be evil. Say, rather, that he was practical. It mattered little to him whether the magics he invoked were Dark or White, so long as it got the job done. Was it his fault that the Dark was so much more effective?
Humming to himself, like a chef puttering about a kitchen, Justin completed his preparations. He was in an extremely good mood. Why not? He had what he wanted most: Harry Dresden, securely bound with runes and magic and the leisure by which to settle their little family disagreement. Justin need only ensure that they were not disturbed. There were far too many do-gooders within the Village, a number of whom would attempt to rescue his wayward nephew. So! Several distractions were in order.
Justin settled himself in a chair before a shallow copper bowl filled with a liquid like viscous oil. "Now then," he told the bowl with an almost cheerful smile. "Show me those who would try to liberate Harry." His smile broadened. "I have a little parting gift for them."
[OOC: This is the beginning of the finale for the Morningway Plot. Please reply with what Justin would see within his scrying mirror: what your muse is doing, where, and with whom. Please put the name of you muse in the comment title. The monster you rolled for will respond. If your muse is a friend to Harry or Bob and did not sign up for a monster, it isn't too late. Please go here.
NOTE: Alas, I will not be able to respond when I am at the office (8:30a-7:30p EDT, M-F) so tags will be slowtime until evening. My apologies!]
Humming to himself, like a chef puttering about a kitchen, Justin completed his preparations. He was in an extremely good mood. Why not? He had what he wanted most: Harry Dresden, securely bound with runes and magic and the leisure by which to settle their little family disagreement. Justin need only ensure that they were not disturbed. There were far too many do-gooders within the Village, a number of whom would attempt to rescue his wayward nephew. So! Several distractions were in order.
Justin settled himself in a chair before a shallow copper bowl filled with a liquid like viscous oil. "Now then," he told the bowl with an almost cheerful smile. "Show me those who would try to liberate Harry." His smile broadened. "I have a little parting gift for them."
[OOC: This is the beginning of the finale for the Morningway Plot. Please reply with what Justin would see within his scrying mirror: what your muse is doing, where, and with whom. Please put the name of you muse in the comment title. The monster you rolled for will respond. If your muse is a friend to Harry or Bob and did not sign up for a monster, it isn't too late. Please go here.
NOTE: Alas, I will not be able to respond when I am at the office (8:30a-7:30p EDT, M-F) so tags will be slowtime until evening. My apologies!]