The Summoning
Onorfin was no ordinary elf, slightly mischievous in nature, he often pushed the boundaries of magick, often in the name of tricks. He loved to play pranks on his boyfriend.
However this time he was attempting something much different. He had looked at the Fae that lived near him, and he knew how untrustworthy they were. So he decided to turn them into something more.
Holding a sacred collar he gathered all his strength and cried out "nothos infidos transforma, fias quod mihi opus est et tuo proposito servio" there was a loud bang, a flash of light, and he put the collar on.
The Fae being the treacherous bastards they are tried to resist. But they could not withstand his power. Their forms blurred and in their place were delightful imps prepared to serve his every whim.
Onorfin smirked to himself, his enemies would soon tremble...
Just as he was patting himself loudly on the back, the door crashed open and his boyfriend stood at the door "Onorfin you maniac.. what the fuck have you done.."
However this time he was attempting something much different. He had looked at the Fae that lived near him, and he knew how untrustworthy they were. So he decided to turn them into something more.
Holding a sacred collar he gathered all his strength and cried out "nothos infidos transforma, fias quod mihi opus est et tuo proposito servio" there was a loud bang, a flash of light, and he put the collar on.
The Fae being the treacherous bastards they are tried to resist. But they could not withstand his power. Their forms blurred and in their place were delightful imps prepared to serve his every whim.
Onorfin smirked to himself, his enemies would soon tremble...
Just as he was patting himself loudly on the back, the door crashed open and his boyfriend stood at the door "Onorfin you maniac.. what the fuck have you done.."
