5 Word Challenge #40

[October Knight]

5 Word Challenge
Brought to you by: Octobre Leche
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[bg=#006633]This challenge is to help strengthen your vocabulary. You'll learn new words and how to use them in roleplay posts, stories, poems, etc!

Instructions:
1. Aim for a minimum of 1-3 paragraphs. If you'd like to write more than that, then go for it!
2. Try to use each word in your post, but if you can't, don't or forget it's ok, just have fun!
3. Style the writing like you would for a story. It can be describing a setting, or written from the perspective of a character. Whatever you feel would work the best.


The Words:

• Abase (v.) - To lower in position, estimation, or the like
• Yearling (n.) - A young animal past its first year and not yet two years old.
• Wantonness (n.) - Recklessness.
• Vestment (n.) - Clothing or covering.
• Tortious (adj.) - Wrongful.

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[Wizard Secretary Doxa]

The night was dark and grim, a tortuous feeling laid overhead as the man in his mid 20s looked up ahead to see what look to be a Victorian Gothic Castle. The long vestment Julio was wearing wasn't good enough to keep out the cold air. He shivered and crossed his hands across his chest, stepping forward slowly. Noises filled the frightening night but he ignored them. It was his wantonness that drove him here, he should have stayed away and forget about finding his own brother. " I know you are here" he whispered to no one in particular, his low melodic voice making an echo. Double doors awaited him, long firm and probably made of strong wood. As he began to walk again he heard another noise, an animal sound, he was sure it was a cat. To confirm his theory, he slowly made a full sweep of his surrounds and found a cat with its kitties, mostly yearlings. "What a pest" he mumbled to himself and shook his head. "Should keep my mind in the mission ahead and stop playing around" he continued annoyingly. As he reached the double doors he decided to not knock but to go right in, into the vampire's lair. Time for you to move on, brother he thought as he opened the doors and stepped into the darkness of the castle. I will not be abase anymore by our father.

 

[Nightmare]

It wasn't often that Katherine O'Brian would abase to the level of pure, unadulterated recklessness that could get her into any trouble with the law. The young woman had always had a slightly cruel streak in her, and yet never before had she been considered a being driven by wantonness. No, she was always very careful, very passive aggressive... It wasn't difficult to believe that she would never do anything to hurt anybody, the girl appeared to be barely as harmful as a mere yearling with her soft smile and large eyes that gave the impression of naivety. It wasn't often that she had shown her claws in public, but Kayne Rittner had effectively driven her past the point of sanity. He knew her too well, knew that she was incredibly fake. He knew better than anybody how tortuous she intended every single word that came out of her mouth to be, whether they were coated in sweetness or not.

Not only did he know this about her, the man had the nerve to tell everybody. It was no lie that the woman was not in a completely sane state of mind... Her mood swings could prove to be lethal to those who spent too much time with her. This was one of the many reasons she found herself so incredibly alone- not that she minded this. However, in a world where she was used to getting what she wanted, to have somebody call her out so publicly, informing everybody that she was a wolf in sheep's vestment... She simply could not allow that deed to go unpunished.

A short moment after he'd yelled his annoyingly true observation across the courtyard of the school they went to, Katherine made her move. She marched over to him, lips pursed with unchecked anger. It wasn't long before her fist hit his face, starting the fight that had everybody in the courtyard cheering. Fights never lasted long with this man, as he was rather gifted when it came to violence, but she could be just as dangerous with her fists as she was with her sharp tongue. Unfortunately, the fight was broken up long before any serious damage (save for a broken nose on her part) was done. That one fight had been the turning point in her life. A man who had previously been the bane of her existence turned into her shadow, trying to change her at every twist and turn. It was where their story truly started, the story of an intense flame that had potential to set fire to everything around them. And yet, they were both far too stubborn to put that fire out.