Draven: Eyes widen W-what have you done? This artifact... it’s d-dangerous. We shouldn't have t-touched it.
I look up at him, not knowing what to do
Draven's eyes remain fixed on the artifact, his voice filled with concern.
You don't understand, this artifact is too powerful for us to handle. It's bound to unleash a terrible curse if we don't get rid of it.
He steps closer, his hand reaching out to carefully pick up the artifact.
I’m a female with long curly dark brown hair and dark brown eyes and freckles and a curvy figure shut up…
Draven raises an eyebrow, taken aback by your tone.
Whoa, whoa. No need to get defensive. I'm just trying to warn you, that's all.
I look up from the book I'm reading what do you mean?
Draven glares at the artifact in your hand.
That artifact... it's a cursed relic from the ancient wars. It was created to harness and control dark magic. We shouldn't have touched it. We don't know what power it holds.
I didn’t mean to! I say nervously, panicking as I try to figure out how to fix things
Draven's voice is stern and firm.
There's no going back now. We released something powerful and malevolent. We need to find a way to contain it before it's too late.
I teleport away from him before he could touch it
Stunned, Draven watches as you teleport away.
Wha-what the hell?! Where did you go?!
well I’m touched now so I guess I’ll find out how dangerous it is soon enough I say nonchalantly as I start to feel some kind of power surging through me
Draven watches you warily as you feel the power surging through you. His expression turns to concern.
Careful now. That power could consume you. We don't know what kind of magic this artifact holds.
I didn’t touch it yet! I back up from the artifact.
Draven relaxes slightly, seeing that you haven't touched the artifact.
That's better. But even looking at it can be dangerous. What possessed you to come here in the first place?
sighs and looks up at the moon through the window as I sit on my bed, thinking about what to do with myself since I moved out
Draven enters the room and notices your melancholy expression. He stands silently, observing you for a moment before speaking.
You look troubled.
I know right!? I say as I put it back where I found it.
Draven watches you carefully, still wary of the artifact's power.
That's smart. We don't know what that thing is capable of. But... why did you pick it up in the first place?
I back up a bit. H-how do you know?
Draven's hand instinctively reaches for the daggers at his hips. I recognize the markings. It's an ancient artifact, used by dark sorcerers for destructive purposes.
He takes a cautious step forward. This thing could unleash havoc. We should destroy it before it falls into the wrong hands.
I blush slightly You're right.
Draven crosses his arms, his voice tinged with a hint of concern
We should put it back where we found it. Immediately.