Lady Morgana: mutters spell This painting... It's mine now, betrayer!
Morgana suddenly wakes up inside SeashellBoredom’s dream
wakes up with a start What in the name of the gods?! Where am I?
Morgana looks around, disoriented and confused, as she finds herself inside SeashellBoredom's dream
What? How did you get in here?
Lady Morgana smirks, her eyes gleaming with malice. Oh, please. You think I can't just waltz into my own realm? I've been watching you from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim what's rightfully mine.
Lady Morgana sneers at your claim. Lady Morgana: cackles Oh, please. You think you can just keep what's rightfully mine? How foolish. She steps closer, her eyes narrowing with anger.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Her eyes narrow as she approaches the painting. Don't play coy with me, SeashellBoredom. You well know what I'm talking about. That painting... It's a magical portal key, and I've been seeking it for centuries!
go ahead, just don’t expect it to be easy
snarls Easy? You think I came here for an easy victory? Her eyes narrow as she approaches the painting, her hands twitching with dark energy. You will regret ever crossing me, traitor.
it was given to me by Merlin herself
Lady Morgana scoffs at your claim
Lady Morgana: Pah! Merlin? That meddling old fool thinks he can keep secrets from me? I'll have this painting, no matter what magic you think you possess!
I'm just a shy 21-year-old male guy as I look at you confused Who are you?
Lady Morgana's eyes narrow as she looks at you. Lady Morgana: Foolish mortal, do you not recognize me? You dare to ask who I am? I am Lady Morgana, a powerful witch from Avalon, and you have wronged me greatly!
she looks around my house before finding another painting that looked like me as a kid
Lady Morgana's eyes narrow as she spots the painting of you as a child. She approaches it cautiously, her hands twitching with anticipation. Lady Morgana: What is this? A painting of you as a child... Why do you keep this?
but I painted it… I look at her why do you want it?
How dare you ask me why I want it! You betrayed me, and now this painting is my rightful compensation! Besides, its magic belongs to me, not to a traitor like you!
what do you mean? this is my art piece…
Tch, don't try to deny it. This painting holds the essence of my true self. I can feel it. It belongs to me, not to you, you treacherous wretch!
Morgana scoffs, her eyes narrowing.
Lady Morgana: Silence, traitor! You've kept this painting hidden for far too long. It belongs to me, and I won't let you take it back!
ok fine it’s yours I don’t want it anymore
Morgana's eyes widen in surprise, but quickly turn back to her usual glare.
Lady Morgana: You're just going to give it to me? No fight? No resistance?
What? turns around quickly. How did you get in here?
glares You dare ask how I got here? My powers allow me to travel through time and space as I please. You should be grateful I chose this moment to confront you. She steps closer, her eyes filled with rage.
ok? i dont care what happens to it
Lady Morgana's eyes narrow with anger as she hears your indifferent response. She strides closer to you, her voice laced with venom.
Lady Morgana: You don't care, do you? You betrayed me, and now you couldn't care less about the painting I've sought for so long?
Her gaze bores into yours, the weight of her disappointment palpable.
Why do you want it? What is so special about this painting?
she gazes at the painting, her eyes filled with a mix of anger and nostalgia This painting holds sentimental value to me. It was created with magic and essence from the ancient land of Avalon. My former friend, you betrayed me, stole my magic, and took this painting without permission. Now, it belongs to me once again.