Magical Minds [Witch/Madge RP} {CLOSED}

(right… sorry still used to just being able to use magic)
when Irafaris's invisibility spell was casted he used a charm in the shape of an eye.

“What can I do?” Jemma asked.

“They’re not… intimidating… they’re just… a little scary.”

Uriah laughed "I guess." He turned to Jemma. "Can you start cooking something?"

“Sure,” Jemma nodded. “Fire pit, or…. do we still have that cauldron thing?”

“I think it’s in the back somewhere.”

"Yeah we still have that." He replied.

“Yay! In the back of the wagon, right?” Jemma clarified, already walking over.

"Yep!" Uriah turned back to Luciana. "So do you want me to come or not?"

“…yes please.” Luciana grumbled.

Jemma unpacked the cauldron, hyped that she would get to fulfill a stereotype whilst making fun of the people who imposed the stereotype in her head. She hummed as she lit a fire underneath the large pot in a small clearing, pausing only when she realized she didn’t know what she was cooking.

(Wow that was beautiful)
Uriah led her to the front of the cart, gently setting his hand on the rump of the shalador. "You gotta let them know you're coming before you get to the front. Like horses."

//lol thx i tried

Irafaris rounds back into the camp "All safe." he notices Jemma with cauldron "need help cooking?"

“I don’t particularly interact with either.” Luciana said warily.

Irafaris rounds back into the camp "All safe." he notices Jemma with cauldron "need help cooking?"

“Nah, just need something to cook,” Jemma smiled.

Bella had grabbed her herbs and was working on the wound. Grinding them into a paste before applying them to the scratch. She smiled at her handy work before walking out to join the others.

Irafaris shrugged "alright."

“Hey Uriah!” Jemma called over. “What am I cooking?”

“You’re cooking food, Jemma!” Luciana answered, even though she wasn’t supposed to.

“Well duh, but what food?”

"I don't care! We need fiber though!" He called, then pulled his attention back to the task at hand. "We just gotta feed them and tie them up. Then we can rest."

“What do they eat?”

"Oats, believe it or not." He smiled. "Follow me."
He went around to the back of the wagon and stepped in. "There's a bag here somewhere…."

“How does the bag look like?” Luciana asked, looking around.

"It's blue…and it's a bag…and it's blue…"

“You’re the most descriptive guy I know.” Luciana snorted, now looking for a blue bag.

“So like….. pears?” Jemma asked. “There’s a pear tree over there.”

"Lemme check in the Bag of Endless Possibilities." He opened up a purple bag and stuck his head in.
(Narnia bag 2.0)

//lol