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[askteferi-blog]

A Hopeless Necromantic

The young mage, Raff, nearly barreled into him as he fled down one of the corridors of the Weatherlight. The boy bowed in apology and passed.

“Odd...” Teferi looked down the corridor. He had probably come from the kitchen. What could have scared him so? Well, there was no chance Teferi wasn’t going to investigate a mystery that had suddenly appeared before him.

He strode down the corridors, surrounded by the perpetual hum of the great skyship’s machinery. He reached the door of the kitchen and pulled it open.

Oh, of course...

Seated inside was the necromancer, Liliana. That certainly explained why Raff had been sent running. Since the sudden appearance and disappearance of that fourth member of the Gatewatch, Liliana had been taking turns glaring daggers at everything and everyone, and staring contemplatively into the distance.

Right now she seemed lost in thought, staring down into a teacup that had probably been empty for a while, so lost she hadn’t even noticed him. He had no doubt as soon as she realized he as there, he’d get the daggers.

Well now, what to do about this? Maybe I should mention it to Gideon. He’s known her longer.

Teferi entertained the thought for all of five seconds.Liliana seemed to take particular spiteful pleasure in antagonizing Gideon. Maybe Jhoira, she was the captain after all.

But Teferi knew he was kidding himself, he’d made the decision as soon as he’d seen Raff’s face.

My curiosity always did get the better of me. Besides, we’ll be attacking the Cabal stronghold soon. It would be good for no one if our Necromancer were too busy sulking to fight properly.

Teferi made a conspicuous entrance, but ignored her as he made his way toward the cupboards on the wall. A rustling of fabric and a creak of the chair told him she’d noticed him. He still didn’t turn, but he could imagine her face.

Teferi went about making more tea.

“Would you like some?” he asked without turning around yet. 

As he set the water to boil, he finally turned to face her. 

“So, you have something on your mind.”

[haevatein-archived]

@avillainess

Liliana: …….I’m choosing to take that as a compliment…..

“ take it as you wish, love. you are quite a stunning woman. ”

[necroarchived]

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     [ The_LichKing ] : WITCH.     [ The_LichKing ] :I HAVE MADE A FASCINATING DISCOVERY.     [ The_LichKing ] : DEMONS ARE NOT NEARLY SO IMPERVIOUS TO UNDEATH AS I FIRST BELIEVED.

[cryptmother]

❛ i always get myself into this mess. ❜

     MILK  &  HONEY   @avillainess​

     ❛   OR PERHAPS IT is trouble that follows you.   ❜     Death had never known the intentions of Fate. No one ever truly could ; Fate was fluid. Unreadable, unpredictable. All anyone, both mortal and divine, was theorize what could be. Even those gifted with deeper sight could only see possibilities. Perhaps the ‘ messes ‘ that this woman always seemed to find herself clawing out of was merely a jest. Or perhaps a perpetual curse placed upon her by Fate.    ❛   Hopefully, you’ve learned to solve said messes, hm ?   ❜

[bcwblade]

@avillainess

strictly speaking, Simon had no place being here. Yurie allowed him some freedom is perusing the archives, given that he stay out of sight when a scholar other than her made their way in and that he respect the fact that he could not bring any tomes with him outside. either would risk her standing with the Choir, which he didn’t want considering how much he valued their friendship. 

but he also adhered to her rules because drawing any unwanted attention was the absolute last thing he desired, given how close he was to the truth. all that work... just to be thrown in some cell.

or worse. He had come across a journal entry accounting the experimentation underwent at the research hall. who’s to say they weren’t still looking for more subjects?

keeping out of view was easy enough, but Simon knew it wouldn’t be good enough to leaf through dusty texts and remember keywords and events. so the journal served its purpose to record the specifics: a cadaver uncovered at the fishing hamlet, trepanation and lobotomies utilized on the residents, parasites and slug held residual arcane power within... merits further study. all useful, but it didn’t help him much, declaring the sins of the past wouldn’t absolve his allies from the curse that plagued them.

somewhat frustrated, Simon shut the current book with a bit more force than necessary, rubbing the area between the bridge of his nose and forehead. there was... more to this, more than the unethical experiments and dead innocents, a supernatural curse demanded a supernatural being, one that would — undoubtedly — reside in a supernatural plane of existence. 

the true issue was how could he ever hope to uncover such a place?

[necroarchy]

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FRIENDS.   childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance  pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other .

ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other .

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ENEMIES.   dangerous to themselves  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  passionate  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into a sexual tension  /  developing into a romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based of misunderstandings or lies  /  other .

[haevatein-archived]

attentive a gaze upon the stranger on the road, an gray, orange and red coated wolf follows her path; stalking behind her from within the shadows of the forest, his steps as light as the air itself, inaudible, and flame-like eyes gleamed like embers in the dark. the loptr ( lighter-than-air ) would often assume the shape of animals, this time the canine hunters of the northern forests became his shape. the human was not without considerable power, the deity noted. a good enough reason for her to wander roads alone in the dark.   how easy was she to frighten, then? he wondered, and emitted a low, intimidating growl; echoing the sound between the thick trees to make it sound as if he roamed with a pack, despite his lone number. intentionally he would step on branches on the moss-covered earth; and both raves and crows would flee from the sounds and soar into the airt.  it was a light-hearted game to the god of fire and shifting shapes. mischief out of a need to sate his own boredom, and to sate his curiosity over the strenght of the bewitched woman.

( sc. ) // @avillainess

[hieromance-blog]

@avillainess

It was a quiet morning on the Weatherlight. Ever since Gideon awoke, the only sounds he’s heard were footsteps, the ship gracefully cutting through the air and Raff abruptly yelling about the thallid stowaway. “Well this is different.” the hieromancer thought to himself.

After getting ready and his hour workout, he headed to the kitchen to grab breakfast. After nodding in thanks to Arvad for the meal, Gideon entered the mess hall. To his surprise, the only other person sitting in there was Liliana. It was a rare case to see the necromancer outside her room this early or much at all. The warrior-mage couldn’t help but grow a modest grin. 

“Good morning.” Gideon took a seat adjacent to Liliana, his smile still showing and his eyes gleaming. “You’re up early.”