[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=aba400]Maxamillian Gray[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1120141739236282439/Copy_of_Copy_of_Dark_Blue_and_Gold_Aesthetic_Tarot_Desktop_Wallpaper_.png[/img][hr][b][color=6644ff]Location:[/color][/b] Limbo
[b][color=aba400]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
[b][color=aba400]Spells:[/color][/b]Basic Spellcraft 
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The smile quickly faded from Max's face, replaced with a tight lipped grin as he tried to hide the pain that surged through him as a quiet squeal could be heard from within his throat. His hands quickly went to his leg where the wound was, applying pressure to it to help with the bleeding. The demonic girl who'd originally given the order for their lives had now approached him in his time of weakness. His first instinct was to run, to gain whatever distance he could between him and her, but then he recalled how caring Ed was towards her. He didn't know Ed yet, but clearly he would, and if he trusted him in the future he may as well start now. Max let Madalyne heal his wound, a red patch of scales covering over the open gap. He ran his fingers against the new layer of skin before chuckling at her comment towards it. [Color=aba400]"Normal is vastly overrated, especially in a place like Limbo where it's subjective."[/color]

Max wanted to thank Carolina for the kind words, but she seemed to be in twined with this Witchfire he'd heard so much about. They appeared to be invited for Tea, but the last invitation ended in an attack on their very souls.  He hesitated before finally bounding towards the familiar unfamiliar face, Ed. Looping his arm into his as he walked into the throne room of October. [Color=aba400]"Thanks for the help back there. I hope I'm not interrupting anything, but you two seem to know each other real well. You frequent Limbo often? Or?"[/color] Max rambled on for a moment before looking towards October and then snapping his attention towards Jack. 

[Color=aba400]"I can't speak for the others, but I believe [i]that[/i] Strange is mine. He was hosting a party, my birthday, when he'd mentioned he needed to go help a friend, said he'd be right back. I didn't think anything of it, after all he assured me it was nothing. Next thing I know as I'm opening a portal to drop off my son back home, another one tears open beneath my feet and pulls me into this place. Into Limbo. From there it's all the same. Same note, same items."[/color] By this point his arm had moved out of Ed's, gesticulating as he spoke before finally sitting down in a chair closest to Ed.