(She/They) A Wizard/Enchantress who resides in an Enchanted Flower Forest with a baby ravager and unfortunately The Orb of Dominance. For trade, or a bit of conversation, sheâll enchant or inspect magical items. (updated ref above, old one under the see more)
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GH is an high-level enchanter, dabbling in tool enchantment and occasionally potions. Sheâs mild mannered, hard to rouse, and enjoys pleasant chats with passer by. Her magic presence isnât difficult to detect. Need something looked at? She might know a thing or two about it.
Her home is in a Flower Field that borders a Birch Forest. She lives in a worn, modified, wizard castle. The surrounding field is enchanted with the characteristic item sheen to it. She typically doesnât venture outside of either biome for some reason. Nothing spawns there.
She can quite literally, see enchantments/ magic and speak enchantment table.
With the aide of her book, she can manipulate what goes on what. âBrokenâ weapons are a specialty of hers.
These effects can be applied to other things if she tries hard enough.
She can feel the physical pain of others. The undead feel very cold to her. Not a big fan.
GH is trying very hard to redeem herself, but for what?
A pacifist, not too fond of conflict. Sort of a pushover
Vegetarian
Terrified of the undead
Loves golden fruits, especially golden apples
BLIP
(Any Pronouns) A shard of The Orb Of Dominance, unknown how it came into GHâs possession, it is the reason she is pink and the source of her abilities. Currently itâs location is unknown, but those who wander too close to the tower might hear it whisper to them.
Itâs name was given to it by GH.
RULES
Be respectful. Iâll delete/remove/block as needed
Iâm open to RP interactions! Feel free to dm đ
Magic Anons [M!A] are allowed
This is just for fun.
Serious topics will be tagged w/ #TW or as requested
Mod is an adult (Mod R)
Feel free to request a drawing/ doodle if my requests are open!! (Preferably Minecraft related)
Serpentine in a courteous but cold voice: "Aaah... Another magic user. May I know what kind of magic do you practice, my lady?"
(@ask-serpentine-the-untamed)
Seemingly, a distant whisky voice calls out to Annoyance. Familiar, yet so alien, it mutters in a collective tone. âIf it isnât the phantom who lived, thrived, and yetâ you havenât achieved what you wanted.â
âLife is fragile. And you, Phantom, are immortal. Why do you seek to be temporary? You are a nightmare engine, running off of anything that dares have an emotion, forbid. Why be them, when you could be something more? But it seems greatness is just out of your grasp, isnât it?â
The voice trails off out of the phantomâs mind, laughing maniacallyïżŒ before leaving him in silence.
U can see magic? What does that mean? Whatâs a magic aura why are they so specialâŠ..?
âI have special eyes my friendâand so do you. itâs that simple.â
âMagic is visible to us in many forms. For example; the sheen on an enchanted sword or book, a fishing rod, or even a pair of elytra. But like items, beings can also be enchanted. Sort of⊠these auras can tell you many things! Like the magic they have, what theyâre capable ofâ and maybe a bit of insight on who they are.â
âItâs a curious topic. Though, reading auras of beings is no easy feat. To the untrained eye, they look just like you and I. Hoohoo!â
"Hopefully it's not a bad time, Ann. I found a book I thought you'd like, so I came to see if you had time for a few pages? If not I can always visit another day."
-Spooks
Love love potion ?/5ish, imfilled with asks so no more new entries!
The memories of her death are painful and sparse, always hurting her head when thinking back on it. Sheâs⊠pretty sure she died of magic related sickness. She uses magic to hide the many scars on her body; but sheâs convinced that she mightâve lost her head at some point⊠and whoever did it missed the first time.