Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-24449631-20140203211036

Rowan looked back at gwendolynn. She was sleeping.

he then stood up from his bed and went to his wardrobe. Completely naked, but he didn't feel ashamed. He probably never will feel shame ever again. As he looked at the dim light of the candle. he snapped with his fingers in it's general direction and the flame suddenly got bigger.

Thats better 

He thought.

And looked into his wardrobe. Because of his new muscles nothing seemed to fit. or it was either so thight it got uncomfortable. for both the wearer and the watcher. So he quickly tried everything on. nothing. Eventually he got to the jacket his mother had made for him.

He looked at it and then back to the rest of the clothes he had tossed on the ground.

With a grin on his face he enchanted the pieces of cloth. in a spectacular manner the pieces unravelled themselves into yarns again. and hoovered around him. With a sway he made the strings go around him. Forming new clothes with the same material. First he created a shirt out of all the other shirts he had, A crombie coat formed from the jacket of his mother along with some nice pants that fit him nicely, made from his other pants. The left overs he let go off. he watched as the unneeded pieces of yarn silently fell to the ground.

He than looked at the water in his waching bowl.

Hmm

he then extended his left hand out and the water began to rise from out it's bowl, forming a water body that hoovered infront of him. Serving as a mirror.

"needs more... darker tones" And so said, so it was done. Slowly the colour pallete of his clothes changed to black and dark bordeaux. Nordic decorations formed on the lapels. And his crombie coat started to sway in the wind coming from somewhere. He then ordered the water to go back into the bowl. and lastely created a black hood out of thin air. His eyes were now hidden under the shadow of the hood. his eyelids got darker and his look turned menacing.

As he was done he looked back at the bed. Gwendolynn had gone.

he merely smiled and was gratefull to Boethiah that she had ever met her.

he then walked outside with a big grin on his face, and closed the door behind him, without touching it.

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His now even bigger posture lurkng over everyone he passed on the street. As he walked straight to Black-briar factory.