Book of Shadows

Tales and quips and perhaps a spell or two but mostly bouncing between Shattrath and Silvermoon. This blog is fiction - all images used belong to their creators - no copyright infringement is intended.

[tanyagreece]

witch by LiannanShe

[victoriousvocabulary]

MANA

[noun] 

1. a supernatural force believed to dwell in a person or sacred object.

2. power; authority.

3. (Anthropology - Polynesia & Melanesia): a concept of a life force, believed to be seated in the head, and associated with high social status and ritual power; any power achieved by ritual means; prestige; authority.

Etymology: Polynesian.

[Martin Sharp]

[wolftyla]

↖ is happy you're alive.

[lilysaliao-blog]

[shaeverahemberlight]

awwwww......

[ebonconclave]

Crackhorn looked up at the towering female, whose expression still seemed less than pleased these past few days. “Honestly, you gonna be killing my mood and making me wish I didn’t have anything between my legs still?” Promptly the Goblin loosed a yelp as a result of the plated hand smacking...

[hellion21]

[shaeverahemberlight]

ebonconclave

[thesleepingsoul-deactivated2015]

A Daughter of No Nation by sheppardarts

[lilysaliao-blog]

That Thing

[shaeverahemberlight]

I was tagged by lilysaliao this time around. :)

1) why did you choose your url?

It’s my toon’s name. And I’m totally clever like that.

2) what is your middle name? Marie

3) if you could own a fairytale/fictional pet, what would it be? Hedwig because I’m a fucking nerd

4) favourite colour? Dark purple or forest green, Deep Red or Pure Black

5) favourite song? Really?Just one?  Can’t be done but I am enjoying the new Muse currently

6) what are your top five fandoms? Fandoms scare me.

7) why do you enjoy Tumblr? It satisfies my ocd in ways...oh the ways... and it’s an incredible way to waste time 

8) tag all 9 of your tumblr crushes baes (they do the 8 questions too): vazhindeuden  kenasilverbrook  ronaestrider  sworntothesun hylaudius feliciadawnstar  blackbrewerlibrary  sairynia inathia

((throwing it over to the Guard))

[shaeverahemberlight]

Steam

It took all the energy Shae possessed to teleport once more for the evening - once more before the blessing of sleep.  

In all reality, she was surprised she’d not folded in holding a portal so long. The one called Blackgate recalled later she’d never been hit with magic akin to that which the group endured within the trap it had so freely entered.  It was nothing Shae had ever felt - a different kind of current flowed within her - electric, yet not of any Arcane, Fel or Holy magics she’d dealt with in her past.  

Equalize....

Barefoot, once in Winterspring, the caster knelt in the soft white powder, crunching it within her fingers and compressing her temples.  

As her skin melted the white crystals Shae inhaled...exhaled.   You’re going to need to do better....  Strategy had surpassed combat the last two decades and she knew she needed to step up her game.  The pool was icy with Elementals guarding as the light robes and gloves were left behind in the snow as she stepped from them delicately, the cold air bringing some color back to her skin.

Cleanse. 

The large chunks of ice that coated the surface parted as though they expected her, an ever-welcoming, comforting chill.  As she moved further in -- knee deep, waist deep, steam rose in her wake, the ice chunks shrinking as they struggled to close the gap behind her. 

Heal.

The only thing she knew for certain this evening was that it was a different kind of magic.... there was research to do and each new encounter would be a test. She took solace - or perhaps even pride in he fact the fighters of Panzer were up to the challenge.  She was not so attached to their leader but the pit of her own stomach twisted slightly at the thought of leaving him behind.  

As she submerged within the icy depths, clouds of steam rising above the ripples in the water, she made a list.  It started with a single name. 

((photo source motherless.com))

ebonconclave

[ebonconclave]

Notes [The Unseen Hand]

Tonight was the first story event of the new Panzer Arc, The Unseen Hand. What follows is a brief summary of what occurred and what to be expected.

The request for an alliance turned out to be a ruse, orchestrated by a man named Duram

While Duram proclaimed harsh words and judgement upon the operatives of Panzer, Dread Father Pride had meant to oppose him, only to be taken hostage by a rather strange and powerful crystal orb that seemed to empower and act as a beacon to reveal a number of enforcers of Master Spell Breaker Duram’s iron will.

The remaining members of Panzer stood outnumbered two to one when it came to the number of Spell Breakers…

By the time it seemed they were making progress, Duram called upon a large unit of Magi Hunters/Riflemen to lay down cover fire to continue assaulting Panzer’s members

Pride demanded his organization to re-group and retreat; Shaeverah brought into existence a portal strong enough to take everyone to Silvermoon… We also learned that about half of the Guild absolutely hates the idea of being without their Dread Father

Vonarah is probably beating her head into her desk…

Panzer having suffered it’s first true defeat

Things to expect…

Chats between Pride and Duram, as well as Pride and Grand Master Bane throughout captivity

Panzer going back to Draenor

sanguinesorceress lilysaliao centoristarstriker nystin karidakdellanir theblackmourninquire shaeverahemberlight neheon-wolfsbane 

[shaeverahemberlight]

Vona coming upon Shaeverah upon the deck of her flagship during a peaceful voyage.

Shiny black locks blew away from the Mage’s face as her eyes blinked from the sea spray that cleansed her tanned skin.  Shaeverah was content in her vantage point, seated upon the high railings of the ship.  Only the spikes of the bow separated her from the sea and it’s vast blue and white foam nothingness.

Even the waves washing and splashing the sides of the bow couldn’t mask  the feeling of a presence behind her.  Shae smiled, grabbing the line of the front rig with her right hand before gathering the soaking skirts of her robe between her legs and extending her left out into the spray.  Gazing over her shoulder, she squinted at the glowing red eyes of the woman that had joined her. 

ebonconclave

((it’s go-time!))

[ebonconclave]

“You know, doing that would have at one point been considered dangerous, or possibly a jinx. But, I believe in neither, so long as you don’t expect me to jump into the water to save you. You’re on your own there Miss. Shaeverah.” 

Vonarah gave a fleeting smile before walking to stand beside her, with arms folded loosely over her abdomen. It had been quite the trip, and a rather annoying naval skirmish with a fleet of Alliance ships. That was of course their Admiral’s fault, given that back when they were aligned with the Scourge, the ships flying the flags of the Stygian, they unleashed many attacks on the Vanguard and the ships sailing for Northrend, under the instructions to defend the sea to keep it under control of Death.

Needless to say, that had soon failed, and she turned her cannons and launched volley after volley upon the battlements the Scourge had built as a second line of defense.

“I am grateful that you accompanied me on this trip. I am also sorry that you had to witness that skirmish. Despicable Humans and their failing tactics in Naval combat..”

shaeverahemberlight

[shaeverahemberlight]

A laugh like velvet purred from her lips, “I don’t know that to be true…. Admiral?   Captain?     What’s your pleasure?  Mine is not ‘Miss’ that much I will say.”  She swung her legs around so she sat facing the clawed woman.  “The ice is beautiful here… interruptions aside at any rate.  Is this why we are here?”  

She marveled at the speed of the vessel, the crisp air awakening her senses, “I will admit, I have missed this climate since admittance to Dalaran was taken from us.  I was hoping to meet with you about the task at which you require my assistance.”  

ebonconclave

[catonhottinroof-deactivated2023]

Montague Dawson (1890-1973)

Twilight Shadows

[shaeverahemberlight]

ebonconclave

[shaeverahemberlight]

Vona coming upon Shaeverah upon the deck of her flagship during a peaceful voyage.

Shiny black locks blew away from the Mage’s face as her eyes blinked from the sea spray that cleansed her tanned skin.  Shaeverah was content in her vantage point, seated upon the high railings of the ship.  Only the spikes of the bow separated her from the sea and it’s vast blue and white foam nothingness.

Even the waves washing and splashing the sides of the bow couldn’t mask  the feeling of a presence behind her.  Shae smiled, grabbing the line of the front rig with her right hand before gathering the soaking skirts of her robe between her legs and extending her left out into the spray.  Gazing over her shoulder, she squinted at the glowing red eyes of the woman that had joined her. 

ebonconclave

((it’s go-time!))

[the-pink-dragonflight]

I'd like to nom @ebonconclave and toast all the wonderful stories we have ahead of us! *bows to Pride*

Here’s to you, ebonconclave! May you write many amazing stories together!

[shaeverahemberlight]

Crossing Blackgate

Shae leaned back in the floating basin in which she now bathed, black candles on floating pedestals surrounding her.  It had been an interesting evening much less week.  With Liyarah caring for the ranger’s child, Shae was out an assistant - at least until the Farstrider made it home in one piece.  Admittedly, it was nice not to need to occupy the girl - Liyarah’s strength had always been submission and subservience but structure had been the thing Shae had always been able to offer until now.  Still, she missed having her around.  The bath was certainly more fun with her here at 13 Falcolnwing.  

Lady Blackgate, the red-eyed woman with claws....   Shae’s lips curled into a smile at the thought.  Not at all what she had expected when Lord Elenviel ordered her to seek his officer.  She liked the woman instantly, there was a sense of humor and fun within that ought to make the coming weeks more interesting.  

She was still learning names, but made a mental note to get to know the other scholar that seemed rather new to the Organization.  Perhaps that one would make her upcoming tasks easier.  At any rate he was a mind to pick.  

The ranger was also there this night.  Humorless and easily agitated.   Interesting choice for a guard, Shae supposed.  She smiled, knowing she’d need to hold her tongue until she could get a better gauge on the creature.   

Blackgate, however, interested her.  Shaeverah Emberlight’s eyes flicked across the room to where the black cross given her lay within a circle of runes, awaiting cleanse.  Closing her eyes, she mused at what an interesting project might just be at hand.  

ebonconclave

[shaeverahemberlight]

Top 5 Pick Me Up Gift ideas [like what would make Shae have a better day if she was feeling down]

Hmmmm....   massage is the message, yo.   She LOVES Silverwine!  It’s one of the comforts of home Shae misses most!    Spiced bath salts are lovely - especially in a drawn, hot bath....  tigerlilly are her favorite flower.  Hmmm, what else?  She is also partial to dark chocolate....

ebonconclave  ((ty for the prompt love!))

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[jedavu]

Breathtaking Wire Sculptures Capture the Fluidity of the Human Body

English artist Richard Stainthorp captures the beautiful energy and fluidity of the human body using wire. The life-sized sculptures feature both figures in motion and at rest, expressed in the form of large-gauged strands that are densely wrapped around and through one another. By doing this, he gives the work an undeniable presence. Stainthorp also allows the bent wires to shine by keeping their metallic appearance free from any obvious painting or additions.