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Castor Von Bismark
"Aaaahn.... Yes. This is it." Castor Von Bismark, Village crazy man-- er Wizard, excitedly mused as he pulled a sunburnt orange cape from his closet. His Cape closet- literally filled with different capes for every occasion. Castor Von Bismark was everything extra, meaning he needed an extravagant cape even if its only for morning errands. This particular one was enchanted- it smelled of cinnamon apple. One of his favorite smells, to be honest. He was, apparently, the non-conforming town person who wasn't exactly fond of all this pumpkin and spice. He's not basic enough.
The cape twirled around him majestically until it settled on his shoulders, and he clasped it to the fabric of his blouse. After a moment of standing and looking at himself in the mirror, he frowned. "I'm missing something, aren't I?" The squawk of one of his birds made him gasp. "Of course. You are completely right, Fredrick." With the snap of his finders, a poof of smoke clouded around his head. When it dispersed his melon was shaped like... a melon. "Oh- wrong plant." His voice resounded even though no face was on the melon. Another snap, another cloud of smoke.This time, his head was as a pumpkin. "Ah, yes. Now I feel like im in the spirit. Still... It is eerie without the face. I don't want to scare the children... well- not that much." After spending time to draw a face on with marker, he once again added a little spell. When he spoke, it would look like that drawn mouth was moving to match the phonetics. The eyes also blinked for added effect. Now he is ready for the day.
Castor Von Bismark would first head to the market. There were a few things he'd need to pick up. The door to the shop closed and locked itself as the wizard left it. Already he could see the children stare in awe. Whether it was fear or surprise, any attention was good for Castor. The drawn mouth of the pumpkin widened into an even bigger smile. Today was going to be fun.
The cape twirled around him majestically until it settled on his shoulders, and he clasped it to the fabric of his blouse. After a moment of standing and looking at himself in the mirror, he frowned. "I'm missing something, aren't I?" The squawk of one of his birds made him gasp. "Of course. You are completely right, Fredrick." With the snap of his finders, a poof of smoke clouded around his head. When it dispersed his melon was shaped like... a melon. "Oh- wrong plant." His voice resounded even though no face was on the melon. Another snap, another cloud of smoke.This time, his head was as a pumpkin. "Ah, yes. Now I feel like im in the spirit. Still... It is eerie without the face. I don't want to scare the children... well- not that much." After spending time to draw a face on with marker, he once again added a little spell. When he spoke, it would look like that drawn mouth was moving to match the phonetics. The eyes also blinked for added effect. Now he is ready for the day.
Castor Von Bismark would first head to the market. There were a few things he'd need to pick up. The door to the shop closed and locked itself as the wizard left it. Already he could see the children stare in awe. Whether it was fear or surprise, any attention was good for Castor. The drawn mouth of the pumpkin widened into an even bigger smile. Today was going to be fun.