Starweaving Writing

Muli-muse blog for writings and inspirations of my OCs on WoW Alliance. Saedre Starweaver and Aelsar Sei'thas. Characters located on Moon Guard - Alliance. Semi- selective RPer. All follows from @astarmaux.

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Saedre Starweaver

the basics –––

NAME: Saedre Starweaver

AGE: 6,000-ish

BIRTHDAY: Lost to forgotten archives. The only knowledge is December in terms of month.

RACE: Highborne (Shen'dralar sect)

GENDER: Female

SEXUALITY: Straight

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Happily taken.

SERVER: MG-US

FACTION: Alliance

FACIAL REFERENCE/LIKENESS: Jamie Murray as Stahma Tarr if anyone.

physical appearance –––

HAIR: Stark white

EYES: Silvery with hints of arcane blue. Some flecks of arcane pink when channeling.

HEIGHT: 6'8"

DISTINGUISHING MARKS:

Significant burn scarring on both palms of her hands. Usually hidden under gloves or illusionary enchantments.

Arcane light flecks are dusted upon her shoulders primarily and spread lightly in other places on her body like freckles.

Intersecting between her shoulder-blades is a larger circular array of ancient sigils that server as both wards and subtle enhancements to her magic. From this larger array forms a thin line of runic tattoos that are etched along her spine down to her tailbone.

COMMON ACCESSORIES:

Usually wears some sort of silvery circlet.

Carries a staff that is often used as a conduit to more potent magics. The staff is of ancient elven craftsmanship and tipped with a crescent moon cradling a blue gem.

Teardrop pendant worn on a thin chain necklace.

Typically has a small satchel on her person that is actually bottomless where she can access important tomes and other items from one of her pocket dimensions.

personal –––

PROFESSION: Arcanomancer | Curio Keeper | Arcane Instructor

HOBBIES:

Traveling the world. She's an avid adventurer who is keen to see all to the world she has yet to see.

Enjoys romance novels and even erotic fiction.

Researching ancient relics and studying their magical properties.

Keen on genealogy.

Spending time with her beloved.

LANGUAGES: Darnassian, Common, Thalassian, and others through study and research.

RESIDENCE: Lunei'drassil Estates (located on the former grounds of the Violet Bastion HQ in the mountainous area bordering Elwynn and Redridge.

BIRTHPLACE: Eldre'Thalas located in Feralas (also known as Dire Maul)

relationships –––

SPOUSE/PARTNER: Drath'darin Crestingbranch (late-husband), Lelantos Grosvenor (current partner)

CHILDREN: Ithyae Crestingbranch (daughter; deceased)

PARENTS: Iaerian Starweaver (deceased), Cylae Starweaver (deceased)

SIBLINGS: Jeredris Starweaver (deceased)

OTHER RELATIVES: Istol'il Astarmaux (alive; nephew) and currently searching for more.

traits –––

extroverted / introverted / in between.

disorganized / organized / in between.

close minded / open-minded / in between.

calm / anxious / in between.

disagreeable / agreeable /in between.

cautious / reckless / in between.

patient / impatient/ in between.

outspoken / reserved / in between.

leader/ follower / in between.

empathetic / unemphatic / in between.

optimistic / pessimistic / in between.

traditional / modern / in between.

hard-working / lazy / in between.

cultured / un-cultured / in between.

loyal/ disloyal / unknown /in between.

faithful / unfaithful / unknown/ in between.

additional information –––

SMOKING HABIT: never / tried but didn’t stick / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

DRUGS: never / tried but didn’t stick / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

RP hooks –––

She’s an exceptional mage and has a love for teaching others the arcane arts. If you are looking for an instructor, she may be willing to take you on. If you want to just nerd out with her over magic, you have her enthusiast ear.

Anything arcane arts, historical study, artifacts, etc., related you have her ear!

Fellow Shen’dralar Highborne from Eldre’thalas within the last 6,000 years may be familiar with her or her father, Iaerian Starweaver who served on the highguard for Prince Tortheldrin.

She’s always keen for a good adventure and serves well as a companion either in combat or the safe-handling of magical artifacts.

Another Starweaver or perhaps share lineage from the Duskstream line? I’d love to connect with other potential relatives. If our characters share the same last name, I am always open to Saedre being a distant relative.

The Starweaver side of her family was more associated with the Moon Guard long before the Sundering.

Contact Information  ––– –

I’m here on tumblr and trying to be more active here again. Follows come from my main blog @astarmaux. Reachable in-game on MG-A as Saedre.

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[astarmaux]

Been a real struggle trying to heal from double mastectomy the last six weeks but I finally got the urge to finish a piece I like and FFXIV Saedre made the cut. ♥

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[asharri-lakefire]

Warnings and Whiskey

Seated at the bar, Asharri quietly nursed her whiskey. It was a relatively quiet evening in Arum’Thalas -  uneventful and well, somewhat boring in truth. Those two things unsettled her in times like these, but it was a quiet moment she needed between matters of homeland security and making sure her estate was being properly cleansed of the murloc problem threatening the inlet to Dawnstide Harbor and her livelihood on the side.

The headaches were becoming increasingly common these days, and having to deal with the Amani on grounds she never quite imagined was exhausting if she was being honest with herself. She hated every minute of it. Traumatic memories haunted her from past bloodshed and they could never be shaken. Biting her tongue and just doing her job was increasingly growing more difficult by the day.

Suddenly, a figure walked into the establishment that had caught her attention. Tall, broad-shouldered, muscular, dark hair, and equipped with a pair of swords sheathed on his back. A familiar face, much to Asharri’s surprise. One she had thought dead in truth. 

Then her eyes were drawn to the tentacles hanging from either side of his head and the soft, violet-hued gaze that were drawn towards her as he came her way. Asharri’s brows drew downward in disapproval. Great. Just what she needed, in a moment where she was trying to relax even a little. To deal with one of her void-loving kin and to make it even more uncomfortable, someone who reported to her routinely once upon a time. Perhaps someone she might have considered a friend or close to one in another life now passed. 

With a grunt of displeasure, she turned back to her glass and motioned to the attendant for a refill. Maybe if she just ignored the man, he might take the hint and find somewhere else to sit, but much to her displeasure, he took a seat on the stool right next to her after carefully laying his weapons aside. He even turned to peer at her after ordering his own drink, that familiar lopsided grin drawing at the corners of his lips and plainly said, “Captain Lakefire. My, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?”

Not answering right away, Asharri slowly turned her head and looked at him directly, “Lieut….” she caught herself. He wasn’t deserving of that ranking any longer. Not only did he resign from duty so suddenly, he had returned as well… this. “Fuck. We are getting more of your lot every day, it seems. What the hells are you doing here, Aelsar? I thought you were dead.”

Aelsar glanced at her like she had just handed him a compliment instead of an insult. That grin of his didn’t fade in the slightest. If anything, it widened a little. Taking a slow sip of his drink, he then set it down, then leaned back on the stool like he had all the time in the world.

“First of all,” he said lightly, “That’s not a very warm welcome for someone you used to boss around.” His eyes flicked to her glass, then back to her face. “Second. ‘My lot’? That’s a bit harsh, Captain.”

Asharri sighed under her breath, taking a rather long sip from her glass - her grip tightening around it some. She didn’t say anything. Knowing him as long as she had, she knew he wasn’t finished answering in the way he did. Long-winded, sometimes full of himself and very much enjoying being annoying at times. 

“As for what I’m doing here?” He shrugged a little and gestured around them. “Drinking. Sitting. Breathing. You know, very criminal behavior. Ah, but alas, I have been seeking a way back home for a while now and when the opportunity to aid my homeland fell upon my lap, I had to seize it.”

“You reek of the Void,” she huffed. “I wouldn’t get too comfortable. You will serve your purpose in the aid and be sent back on your way in due time.”

Aelsar didn’t react right away. Instead, he let the silence linger between them for a moment as he drank from his glass. Finally, he exhaled through his nose and a quiet laugh escaped him. It wasn’t one that reached a level of mockery, but it wasn’t entirely innocent either.

“You’re still very direct,” he said. “I used to think that was just battlefield efficiency. Now I’m starting to think it’s just you seeing this from a new angle and all.”

Asharri didn’t say anything. No reaction. Just continuing on with her drink. She could have simply gotten up and left, but she was curious about what had happened to Aelsar all this time and why it had become this. He had shown no inkling of interest in the Void in all the years she knew him. 

“You think I don’t know that?” he said quietly, breaking Asharri from brief thought. “About the Void, I mean. I didn’t come here to get comfortable. I mean I have hopes, sure - but contrary to what you believe, I have never stopped caring for the well-being of Quel’Thalas and its citizens.”

He sighed. Since he had returned to Quel’Thalas, he had felt like all he was doing was explaining who he was, the whys, the whens and the whats of all of what made him what he is now. He was exhausted, but he couldn’t let that show. Finally, he looked back to Asharri softer again, as that familiar crooked grin returned like armor sliding back into place that she had momentarily disarmed. 

“But ‘sent on my way in due time’?” Aelsar tilted his head at her. “That sounds less like an order and more like wishful thinking, Captain Lakefire. Things are changing and the skills myself and ‘my lot’ can provide are proving very useful. Not that I ever wanted any of this but that is neither here nor there.” He shrugged again. What it was he didn’t want wasn’t verbalized aloud, but he hated that he was who he was now after everything, but there was no going back and no use harping over it. 

Asharri finished the last of her whiskey in a slow, deliberate sip and then set the glass down on the bar top along with the coin to pay for her drinks that evening.  For a moment, she still didn’t look at Aelsar. In truth, it was kind of painful to see him like this. Then she exhaled through her nose and pushed back from the bar to a stand. Finally, she looked at him and said flatly, “You talk too much.”

“Things have changed, Aelsar,” She glanced briefly toward the rest of the establishment, then back to him as she added in - not in a threatening way but with certainty, “And I am watching closely.”

Then she turned away from the bar, already done with the conversation, and started toward the exit without looking back leaving a very unfazed Aelsar in her wake. Perhaps a part of him had hoped to reconnect with a familiar face that he had once held a friendship with once upon a time, but he was foolish to think that something like that could happen so easily and with someone like Asharri? Like scaling a mountain in the rain with no traction whatsoever. Not impossible. Just difficult as all fuck. 

[starweavingwritings]

Been working little by little on finishing Novalein's Healing Hands Medicine Shoppe that is run out of Silvermoon City. I rewrote her story a little so she can just be a blood elf and very happy with my choice.

Anyway, I put some more touches on it last night since I can sit at the computer a little longer now as long as I don't overdo it - and took pics. :)

Healing Hands as the name is very close to my heart as when I first started RPing online via forum RP prior to ever coming to WoW, I had a character much like Novalein who ran a clinic and shop named that. I might open up shop evenings and clinic visits in the future once I am better on the mend.

[starweavingwritings]

Mastectomy went well. In some mild pain and wide awake in the hospital here at 4am but it’ll get better day by day. I’m still here fighting and hopefully kicking cancer’s butt. 💪

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It’s our second challenge of the year, starting a little later than normal due to busy May schedules! We’re looking forward to writing with you all again, learning more about your OCs and reading your stories!

See you with a word list soon!

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[starweavingwritings]

My line up of precious OCs to keep me sane during these trying times. :P

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Doing things. Belf illusion Saedre aka Apprentice Isana Fairingsun. With help of her love, Lelantos, on the fresh regeants supply front and a friend, Magister Aerythil Sylr'varis, forging documents for her official civilian and non-remarkable records - this should be fun! Finally going to start writing my genealogical story-line for her I was wanting to do for Midnight. With surgery coming up soon, maybe recovery I can do some light writing to get going.

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