The Harbinger

The ghost of a man who seemingly had everything. They wanted him to become a killer again, one day soon they will learn the consequences of their actions.

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Please specify the muse for multimuse blogs.

[braeden-wra]

Also for @vhaellinsoulfire @daspien-wra or @sothaes-wra or any of my other characters you might want to send this to!

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🔮 Nebulous Vaguery - A Celestial Masquerade 🔮 Hosted by <Court of Eternity>

As summer draws to a close and the veil between worlds thins, with it comes the lengthening of the night! Court of Eternity cordially invites you to celebrate the incoming spooky season in a classic masquerade with a unique twist! As always, weapons of all kinds are prohibited.

💫 When: Friday, September 26th, from 6PM WrA - 8:30PM WrA (8-10:30 PM MG) 💫 Where: Utgarde Pinnacle, Northrend

🌕 Celestial-Themed Attire: Your attire and masquerade mask must reflect the sky, stars, or some celestial theme! This can be anything from the moon, to a shooting star, to the spookiness of midnight on Hallow's Eve- as long as you can tie it to the sky! 🌓 Masquerade the Night Away: This is a masquerade, and so you must have some means to conceal your face! In-game options are sadly somewhat limited, so feel free to get creative with outfit mood boards or other inspiration. 🌑 Art Raffle: Sign up for the Masquerade Art Raffle at the event for a chance to win a painted character portrait done by Altherei! Must be present to win.

🌘 Keep up the Mystique 🌒 As this is a Masquerade, how much of your identity you choose to conceal or reveal is up to you, but we recommend one or more of the following:

✨ Turn off your nameplates, and leave all your critter companions at home! ✨ Create a unique TRP profile for the event that hides your character's name and focuses on their mystery identity at the event! Feel free to include little hints in your At a Glance, or be completely anonymous and let the mystery remain! ✨ Avoid using /pst and try to emote with "/e |" to keep your character's in-game name concealed! ✨ Avoid metagaming the identities of others, and refrain from using things like whispers, minions, etc. to spoil the fun. Be courteous, and don't reveal someone's identity without their consent!

Feel free to tag us in your collages, mood boards, art, etc.! We can't wait to see you all there!

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You’re allowed to be happy and proud of your work, please let yourself be happy and proud of your work

[braeden-wra]

Even if I think you're all crazy for liking it!

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@echo-of-her

[braeden-wra]

OC asks that reveal more than you think:

14. Would they agree with the term ‘guilty pleasure’? Do they have any?

I think that Braeden would have once upon a time, when the women in his life were known to indulge in drugs. Now? I don't think he feels guilty about anything that he takes pleasure in. Though at the moment, that is killing everyone who came for his family. he doesn't feel one bit guilty about that.

Thanks for the ask! @jhaelune

[braeden-wra]

Do they like being called pet names? Do they call other people pet names? What’s their go-to?

Braeden is... I'm afraid boring about this. He's fine with being called pet names, they never bothered him, but his go-to for Azanae is "Love". She, on teh other hand, typically calls him "Idiot" though it's meant affectionately, and typically comes with a roll of her eyes.

@echo-of-her for mentions.

Thanks for the ask @safrona-shadowsun

[yvesdot]

oc asks that reveal more than you think

Do they sleep with a stuffed animal? If they have multiple, who’s the favorite?

Can they take care of a plant? What about a pet? What about a child?

Ask them to describe their love interest.

Do they look good in red?

Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech! Will they give one, and what about?

Who will they take advice from, no matter what it is? Who won’t they take advice from, no matter what it is?

Describe them in three words. Now let them describe themself in three words.

Do complex puzzles intrigue or frustrate them?

Do they empathize with non-sentient things (dolls, plants, books…)?

What age do they most want to be right now?

They’ve won the lottery. Spend, or save?

Do they like romance in the books they read (or in the book they’re in)?

Name one thing their parents taught them.

Would they agree with the term ‘guilty pleasure’? Do they have any?

What would they consider a waste of time– other than school or work?

If money wasn’t a limit, what would they wear?

Do they like children?

Kissing: tongue or no tongue?

Do they study before tests? Practice before job interviews?

What do they like that nobody else does?

What would it take for them to break up with someone? What would be the last straw?

Do they like being called pet names? Do they call other people pet names? What’s their go-to?

Stability or novelty?

Honesty or charity?

Safety or possibility?

Talent or effort?

Forgiveness or vengeance (or…)?

Would they date a fixer-upper?

What recurring dreams do they have?

What would they do if they knew it would be forgiven?

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Sent to: @safrona-shadowsun @serenas-dawnsinger @quelios-dawnsinger @gravekeeper-anna or @roselyn-ravenblade

[braeden-wra]

For Braeden, @daspien-wra or @sothaes-wra

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OC ASKS

1- what inspired you to pick that OC's name?

2- what is the most difficult thing about drawing/writing this OC?

3- what is your favourite thing about drawing/writing this OC?

4- if you had to put this OC into an existing world, which one would it be?

5- what is important in a relationship (platonic or romantic) for this OC?

6- does your oc get injured often? How well did those wounds heal?

7- what would your oc wears in a modern setting?

8- what would your oc wears in a fantasy setting?

9- does your oc have a partner/partners?

10- does your oc have a best friend?

11- does your oc have siblings?

12- does your oc have a child/children?

13- what makes your oc laugh?

14- what makes your oc cry?

15- what is your oc favourite food?

16- is your oc good with math?

17- what is your oc weapon of choice?

18- does your oc wear makeup?

19- how tall is your oc?

20- [free question of your choice]

[braeden-wra]

also for @sothaes-wra and @vhaellinsoulfire

[cannibalchicken]

[echo-of-her]

Blood and Darkness:

"Hello there, Trouble."

"Hello, there, Trouble," she repeated at him, mimicking his tone with the addition of a low purr. She stepped in close, brushing past him in a whisper of leather. She bore the scent of Gilneas' rainfall. Pine, earth, petrichor. It wasn't something she indulged in often, but she had grown fond of the scent from earlier smuggling days. She sat herself down at the table that dominated the center of the room, propping her boots upon it with the soft whine of the leather, beginning the task of cleaning under her fingernails with the tip of her dagger. Glancing up at him, she raised a brow. "If you're looking for trouble," she smirked lazily, leaning just faintly toward him in the middle of her task as her voice lowered to a whisper. "Have ya tried checking your reflection first?"

[braeden-wra]

A quiet laugh escaped his lips as he watched her, he never could get tired of that. For the briefest of heartbeats, his mind flashed back years ago, days when he was newly divorced, often indulging in too much whiskey in the Inn just off of the Row. That was where he'd first seen her, she was trouble, dangerous, and he'd known it then. Killers are always good at recognizing that in another. They'd shared whiskey and traded barbed remarks, it almost became a ritual across a handful of days. Then he decided to break that cycle, waiting not in the inn, but in the row, leaning against the wall just outside of it. He'd caught her arm as she was nearly to the doorway, pressing her to the wall of the inn, his lips crashed into hers in a hungry embrace, spilling the things into that first kiss that the whiskey had hidden away. He was sure she was going to stab him. His lips curved into a smirk as he murmured. "Never been so happy to be wrong."

His eyes flashed the tomblight hue that they now shared as he pressed away from the wall to follow her. "Oh, I have. and I might well be trouble, but you're my mirror, the heart that beats in rhythm with my own. Trouble we are for sure, but only for those who've a date with the grave." He selected a bottle of her favorite spiced rum and placed two glasses upon the desk, pouring for them both. "Besides, you knew what you were getting yourself into when you didn't stab me that night in The Row." The grin he gave her now was something softer, rare and genuine as his eyes met her own, lifting a glass between them. "To Trouble."

@echo-of-her

[echo-of-her]

Blood and Darkness:

"That could have gone better."

Azanae's tomblight eyes glanced down very slowly at the stain of spiced rum now soaking through her bodice. She looked at him over her brow, the corner of her lips quirking faintly. "That could have gone better," he offered, sheepish. She didn't speak right away, just dragged two fingers through the soaked fabric, inspecting as if she were checking the vintage. She drew her fingertips up to her lips and licked them clean, very deliberately. "Mmm. Shame to waste good liquor." Her eyes moved to lock with his, canting her head just slightly as she propped one hand on her hip, leaning into it. "If you're feelin' sorry, you can always get down here and lick up what's left. Spill on my corset again though and the next drink is goin' down your trousers."

[braeden-wra]

Braeden laughed, the low, growled chuckle that carried a hunger for something more than the spiced rum that they'd been sharing. "Down my pants? Does that mean that I get to challenge you to lick it up, because that might be worth buying a new corset for you." His eyes shifted, matching her own, luminous with the power of the grave as he leaned closer, one hand trailing fingertips reverently along her cheek as he braced himself above her, his other hand pressing to the mattress. The first brush was his beard, with the warmth of his lips following in a slow, deliberate line along her neck as his thumb teased over her lips. He leaned up just enough to meet her gaze, flashing a roguish grin before answering her suggestion. "You do know how much I love an inspired apology." He gave her a teasing wink before lowering his lips to her bodice, taking in her scent as the first taste of the rum spread over his tongue.

@echo-of-her

[echo-of-her]

From Braeden: "Hey, I made you food."

She blinked at the plate and arched a brow so high it might well have just walked off of her forehead. "What's in it? An apology?" She cocked her head, and smirked at him. "Arsenic?" She took the plate anyway. "Guess we'll find out. Either I'm about to drop dead..." she offered him an apologetic look as soon as the words left her mouth -- touchy subject -- and laughed. "Or maybe fall in love all over again."

[braeden-wra]

He gave her a roguish grin, setting the plate down on the table in front of her before grabbing a bottle of whiskey and two glasses. "You've been focused on planning our next job, I thought you could use some food." Setting the glasses upon the table, he took the seat opposite of her, filling each glass. Braeden knew her favorite foods, and how she liked them prepared, tonight offering her a steak with fresh vegetables, prepared in traditional Pandaren fashion. His eyes had shifted, moving from green to cold blue flames at her joke, but there was no offense on his features. "I certainly hope the latter, though I imagine we may have to put off a second honeymoon for a bit." He teased in reply, his grin softening to a genuine smile, though he paused to think for a moment. "Did... we ever actually take a first honeymoon? You were with Thaellan when we married." It was possible that she'd considered their time living at sea to be something of a honeymoon, but he was suddenly curious to hear her thoughts on the subject.

@echo-of-her

[memepocalypse]

Gentle Care

Taking care of them...

"Hey, it's okay. Show me?"

"What did they do to you?"

"Don't cry - I've got you."

"That's okay - get it all out."

"Deep breath, I have you."

"Sh, sh, I'm going to patch you up."

"I've got a bandage for you."

"This is going to sting, but we have to clean this."

"Oh - okay - we're hugging about this, okay."

"It'll all feel better in the morning."

"I can't believe someone would do this to you..."

"I'm going to protect you."

"Get some rest. I'm not going anywhere."

"You're safe now."

"I'm just going to wipe your face."

"When's the last time you cried like this?"

"There's nothing wrong with you, I promise."

"One day, you'll be okay. For now? It's okay to hurt."

"You want a hug?"

"I've got a blanket for you."

"Nice and cosy..."

"It's okay if you fall asleep."

"Just get some rest. You need it."

"Hey, I made you food."

"I know it's easy to forget to eat when you feel like this."

"You don't need to feel guilty."

"It wasn't your fault."

"Do you want a hot chocolate?"

"There's nothing better than a toasted marshmallow."

"Just hold onto me. There we go."

[fayniria]

for @echo-of-her and @fayniria

[braeden-wra]

For @braeden-wra and @sothaes-wra

[braeden-wra]

Blood and Darkness

❝ what has gotten into you? ❞

Braeden heard the whispered words from beside him, his hands tightened on the hilts of the blades at his hips. "What's gotten into you?" He tore his gaze from their target, a Darkspear who had been carousing throughout Orgrimmar all night, and who had now wandered drunkenly into the drag. His eyes flared a cold blue before refocusing upon Azanae, their eyes mirrored each other now, something he'd grown used to. Pacts made had bound them even more tightly to one another than their vows and son had. "He's in my way." Braeden growled quietly, fury unrestrained in that look. "Each one of them is in my way. They stand between us and those who came for our family. The ones HE wants? They can die quiet, they can die fast. But the ones we want? It won't be fast, it won't be quiet, and I promise it won't be fucking painless." Well worn leather creaked quietly as he eased the grip on his blades, his eyes refusing to look away from her own. "They wanted me to become a killer again, to force me to become a killer again by threatening our family. I left that life behind. I wanted to focus on our family, to work on our business and turn one ship into more than the three we have. They wouldn't take no for an answer, Azanae. They killed you, they tried to kill Thaellan." The laugh that escaped his lips was not friendly, nor was it amused. "They should have known better. I was the Spider of Ravenholdt. They once feared what would happen if I was provoked. If they consider that provocation, I have no words for this. They will remember, all of them, this message. My family is never to be fucked with. They are all going to die, and I will conduct a symphony in their pain and their blood that reaches every dark corner of this world, and they will mark it well, that we are not to be provoked." "What's gotten into me? Rage, fury, and all of the things from a life that I tried to leave behind. We're going to remind them what happens when you challenge a storm that you cannot possibly control."

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