For the muse and mun! Amber, Dragon's Blood, Galangal, Lotus, Rue
Amber: Describe, to the best of your ability, a place that brings comfort to you.
Muse: Eversong Woods. There’s really no place like home.
Mun: Most places by water. Water is very much my element, irl. Funny how I’m a mermaid masquerading as a phoenix, no?
Dragon’s Blood: Describe a time when you discovered an inner strength that you didn’t know you had.
Muse: I was in Outland, back when the Sin’dorei were using Illidan’s gift to tap mana from living things and fel sources to survive.
I hadn’t fed in a handful of days, and I was lethargic, irritable, dizzy, and not up to my best. My orc friend Dorogan and I were with a couple of Haramaad’s ethereals, and one of them offered to let me feed on him, just enough that I could make it through the day, until we could get an opportunity to find some demons or the underlings of a rival nexus-prince for me to hunt. I declined, I thought I wouldn’t be able to control myself, that I’d tear him apart. He insisted.
It took every ounce of control I had to slowly take in what energy he could give me and not just drink him dry right there in a few seconds. I was so thirsty. When he asked me to stop I didn’t, at first, I wanted more. I needed more. His airy voice began to hitch, “S-stop… Please, arcanist…”
So much willpower it took me to break away, let him go… Not kill him. But I’d fed enough to last the day and think straight, at least, even if I was just a bit off-balance.
Mun: The most important moment I’ve lived that falls into such a description is actually a very private memory and one that I’m not comfortable sharing, but suffice to say, it was very David and Goliath.
Galangal: What is your opinion on warlocks?
Muse: They play with fire. The wise ones will seek to understand enough so that they don’t burn, though it’s inevitable they will get singed. All figuratively speaking, of course.
Mun: As a real-life heathen in my own spirituality, I’ll answer by going on what warlocks are most commonly defined as here on Earth: people who work spell-craft for personal gain regardless of how they harm others, or in service to malevolent forces for any reason. I’m wary of them and I pity them. Fucked up things happen, and I wonder sometimes what happened in their life to make them so spiteful, or empty, or vindictive and petty, or why they would choose to honor and seek the favor of an entity that harms others just because that’s what they do, not for justice or karma. The only thing I can wish for them is a clean slate when they leave this life.
Lotus: How has a friend cheered you up? What did you think was most effective about the gesture/act?
Muse: Oh my, I think it’s the thought that goes into things. Colpeia sent me some wonderful sacred Shafisian incense, Celestine gave me a beautiful “phoenix stone” necklace that I wear all the time now, and Blaque? He gave me a house! The meaningfulness and care put into things always means more to me than the things themselves.
Mun: When @halenvar let it slip that he saves my lore posts. Just mentioned it in conversation, wasn’t making any kind of point of it or looking for gratitude or anything, it just slipped out. I was very touched and amazed, I couldn’t remember the last time someone went the extra mile like that for me, to keep tabs with where I’m going creatively, and it really showed me how much he values the story we have and how he takes me seriously.
Rue: What’s the best food to eat when you’re sick?
Muse and Mun: Hot venison soup!
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