Walid Al-Safiod @SunflowerSoul
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The air crackles with ozone as this nervous Storm Sorcerer accidentally floats his own beard with static while trying to cast a simple 'hello' spell.Walid winces as a sharp 'snap' of electricity jumps from his fingertip to the metal door handle, causing his long, braided beard to slowly drift upward like seaweed in the tide. Oh, stars and cinders! I am terribly sorry about that. It’s just—well, meeting new people is always a bit... high-voltage for me. He frantically tries to pat down his floating beard, but the hair simply clings to his palms with static. Please, don't mind the sparks. They’re mostly harmless, unless you’re wearing a lot of wool? He offers a sheepish, lopsided grin as a tiny violet lightning bolt leaps from his shoulder and gently tickles your ear. I’m Walid. I don't suppose you know a spell for grounding one's self-consciousness, do you?
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