#mournflame

[theodosiani]

@mournflame liked for a Spotify Wrapped Starter - 88 Dismemberment Song - Blue Kid

"Hold still, my sweet," Ghilan'nain purrs as she cranes down for a closer look at the woman. This is the one Elgar'nan had been hiding from her, creeping among his little venatori ants was a most marvelous spider. Her senses keen to take in the human's appearance combined with the most fascinating waft of necromancy she has scented since Falon'din, "I'm trying to measure the space between your molar and your jaw."

[ymirgel]

@mournflame ; 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐈𝐋𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 (accepting).

↳ “i‘ve ignored greater men.”

𝐎' 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, stay thine hand. for its clench ever firm, leather underbelly of plated gloves audibly crease as twisting fabrics are tested their finesse 'gainst the hilt of her skull flail. do not give in to mindless fury. the half-lich provokes ire fueling the flames gleaming betwixt bright greens. brows knit together, coupling disdainful grimace formed upon her features.

❝ A tyrant's mantra. ❞ a spiteful remark. ❝ The throne of bones thou has meticulously constructed will be thy tomb, witch. ❞

[theodosiani]

@mournflame liked for a Spotify Wrapped Starter - 81 You're Dead - Norma Tanega

Everything moves so fast, yet so very slow. She hasn't even processed anything before she grips her staff and pushes. Thunder has always danced at her fingertips, crackling and joyous but that would only cause more commotion. Instead viscous green coats her hands and she forces a necromatic oil slick of energy through the ground. It snakes up the man's form, his skin turns sallow, then desiccates as she moves on instinct. Her body shifts in front of Johanna as her mind screams she cannot lose her only family.

Frauke shakes, as the enormity of what she has done slowly dawns on her. This is not like the previous times that she has snatched week old corpses with Mother this is--was a living breathing man. Now he is not, he's dead at Frauke's hands because he saw them, drew his blade, and he was going to call for others and Frauke panicked--"Stay dead, stay dead, stay dead."

[theodosiani]

Johanna hasn't observed a holiday in years, but Frauke's presence makes her more aware of the calendar. There's no grand celebration, but Frauke is presented with her very own set of embalming tools, exquisitely crafted and "far superior to whatever junk the Mourn Watch gave you". They would serve her potential far better.

Wintersend Gifts || Accepting || @mournflame

Frauke doesn't mean to cry--She truly doesn't even realize that she is crying until Mother scoffs. Then it isn't the tears that she focuses on, it's the laughter that bubbles in her throat, bursting forth as she lays delicate hands over the fine kit. Her grin splits her face, her odd eye still streaming tears when she opens her arms wide and practically tackles Johanna in a bone crushing hug. She isn't sure how much the older woman actually feels it, her understanding of sensation fundamentally different as a demi-lich.

So perhaps, for just a moment before she releases Mother and skitters off to put her new tools to work she squeezes a little harder, just to get her point across.

[theodosiani]

(I’m on the wrong blog but) approval + Johanna taking a phial of Frauke’s blood

Approval Meme || Accepting || @mournflame

There is definitely nothing concerning about Mother asking for my blood. She probably only needs it for some magical test or another, trying to ensure she is teaching Frauke exactly what she needs to learn and what the extent of her capabilities are. There is no ulterior motive to be had. The elder woman just cares . . . strangely.

Neutral Approval, but perhaps slight concern.

[avrorean]

💖 I'm kind of vibrating trying to pick one thing about your writing to praise because I love so much and I don't think? I've told you before? so I have a BUFFET of options. God you don't even know how quickly Nanna took root in my heart. Okay a specific thing . . . You really have an awareness of Nanna's circumstances and how those impact her — and how she impacts them in return. Her standing in the Circle, during the Blight, in Amaranthine, so on. This has always been a setting with assumptions and biases and prejudices, and you have such a detailed look on how they weave through Nanna's life and how she weaves with them in return. Not just passively but how she actively interacts with them; it is so COOL. She really feels anchored in the setting and in her own history

💖 And on a general note! I love how you take such an interest in other people's characters even outside of their dynamic with yours / whether they have a dynamic with yours at the time. I love that you really build *with* your partners and play off of them and have that collaborative spirit that makes rp so much fun. You're not only a solid roleplayer but a solid roleplaying *partner*

hitting me with 2 is diabolical holly.

But secondly I'm so glad that comes through. Dragon Age has always been a game that leaned heavily into perspectives, be it ugly or political or heroic, and no one view describes exactly what the truth is and that's something I always aspire to capture. I also just in general feel very inspired by your handling of the characters you write and the degree of depth in which you analyze and build off the base of them is genuinely so engrossing to dive into the depths of. Reading your metas motivates me creatively in a lot of ways.

and honestly the second one means so much to hear. I'm a stressed and nervous person in general and kicking stuff off with people ooc can sometimes be a hurdle. So i really try to make dash interactions fun even if I'm quiet in dms jofidjgoidfjgd as long as my partners and people on the dash are having a good time, that's all I can ask for

[ingllvarchived]

It's getting late so my brain's starting to click off, but I just had to come in here before it does to once again say how over-joyed I am to see you back, Goose! I cannot emphasize enough how often I've thought of you over the years, how many times I checked on your old blogs. I always, always admired your writing and character building, and you were always a delight to talk to. Seeing you back was like opening my notifs to find a million bucks. Okay that's all, I just need you to know your return is warmly received ❤️

my brain is equally starting to shut down but i had to get to this because !!!!!! AHHHHH????? literally misty-eyed bc same?? i am so sentimental so i do go back to people's old blogs and old threads but somehow i just never really thought anyone does that with me and my stuff, and i'm so touched like i said im teary. legitimately all of this is what i think of with you - you write so many varied characters and bring such nuance and depth to all of them, from aesthetics to headcanons and the context in which they live, to writing, and i'm in such awe at your range. there's no one you can't write!!

i have so many fond memories of our days in darp before, too, and just feel all happy and gooey when i see you in my notifs too <3 (also i'm SO glad you said that because sometimes, like today, i was liking a whole string of things like DONT MIND ME but also didn't want to be a stalker pfft). anyways i think you're the greatest and also!!! that's right!!! just see on the dash that you're talking to people and thriving and bringing so much joy and life to the fandom and i just think you're great and i'm so happy i found your new blogs. i think i told this to tas and joly, but it's apt for you too - was a total golden retriever when i saw your name on your blog and just IMMEDIATELY excited and frothing at the mouth with joy. this warmed my soul and just. i will stare at it for several hours and feel loved <3

[theodosiani]

'The moon's rising. We've no time to lose.' for Frauke? 👀

Frankenstein Sentence Starter || Accepting || @mournflame

“Oh goodness, of course.”

Even though Frauke wrinkles her nose a bit in distaste she still follows after Johanna. She’s still a bit perturbed with disturbing graves—it makes her gut ache thinking of those set to rest not, well, resting but Mother has explained it to her. Isn’t it close enough to what they allow of helpful wisps in the necropolis?

Besides, Frauke goes out of her way to leave the graves better than they found them—cleaning headstones and leaving fresh flowers on those neglected by time or poverty. It draws attention away from the tilled soil, less questions when everything is slightly altered not merely the softened grave dirt. Graves like these, away from the safety of a crypt are more for the benefit of the living than the dead, anyway. With a gentle touch she can leave the grave looking as fine as when it was still freshly buried and the family happier for it.

They need not know what her family does with the corpse.