𝗥𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗡𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗖𝗟𝗘𝗢𝗗.

ㅤㅤೃ°. 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♡ ; for a random starter. ♡ + ↻ ; to give me permission into your dms to plot. ↻ ; to spread the word.

（@helskyning） “Well, look who decided to appear! Ye should be embarrassed, only calling yer mother when you need something.” Rowena scoffed sarcastically, slowly walking around the room. No traps in sight, guards far enough, she finally allowed herself to face Fergus. (+)

（@fostermomx） “Well, well, who do we have here? You are a new one.” Her own heels could be heard from the end of the hall, and Rowena was well aware of that. Yet, she had a plan in case things went sideways. “Here as a hunter or to get a favor?” Gazing the female (+)

（@exorcizamusw） “Trick’s getting old, Samuel. Ye know, a call would work equally well.” She spoke as her hands were now prisoners into those horrendous cuffs. “Besides, these won’t hold off for long.” Looking back up at the man, she had to stop the anger for her own (+)

（@OFBROKENMAN） “Look at yourself, dear boy.” She was smiling, staring up at the man. Sure, she wasn’t sentimental, but it wasn’t everyday she crosses paths with her grandson. “Didn’t got yourself into any troubles, aye? Because I would like to know if (+)

（@SuitableSword） “Just when I thought I’d be free from you and yer brother. . . Where is he, by the way? Grew tired of following yer tale?” The witch asked, standing right in front of the hunter, gaze stuck on him. Careful steps closer to the exit were taken. (+)