[Caster hadn't managed to prevent the Fisher King's body from being stolen... but no matter, she hadn't been too invested in it to start with, so long as he suffered. For now she'd chosen to cut her losses and gather some potion ingredients outside of New Camelot proper, her familiar resting on her shoulder as she worked.
The little dragon was on alert first, moments before that terrifying battle cry rang out.
Abandoning her ingredient basket entirely, she rushed back in the direction of the city- But speed was not her forte. Soon enough, she found herself in the middle of the battleground, desperately gesturing in wide arcs as she weaved dark spell after dark spell to try and hold the wraiths off.
Was there anyone else out here...?
If any of her allies were also caught up in this, she'd want to help them, of course- that was her priority. But she’d also take whatever help she could get until she'd made her way to safety.]
What in Hecate's name is this madness...?
B) Siphoning Sorceress (cw famine curse/violence/injury)
By now, Caster had already been wounded, and found herself staggering beneath the veil of darkness she'd called upon for protection. She'd barely gotten away from that Knight- one that, in its way, reminded her of herself.
A vengeful being who'd embraced the darkness, and the bloodshed it brought, to harm the men who'd wronged her. One who had been warped by it, just as she had.
Perhaps that was why Caster had hesitated long enough to let it touch her before she could get away. And now, her throat stung with ash. Her wounds hurt. She gripped onto a dragon fang she'd enchanted, ready to activate her familiar fusion if need be to get to safety.
...Besides, she thought, if she'd been cursed, others might be too, surely? She might be able to do something about that with her own power.]
C) Morganna's Ritual: Unideal Solutions (cw injury mention)
The ritual, correct?
[There wasn't time to waste, and so for the time being, Caster wasn't picky about who she worked with- offering her free, gloved hand to whoever might be near, whilst the other held the flower Morganna had sprouted on her doorstep. She was exhausted- having barely recovered from her familiar fusion the prior night.
But this chaos needed to end. She'd deal with the pain from her wounds later on.]
...We haven't got time to waste. This isn't complicated magic, follow my lead if you're uncertain.
[OOC: Hit me up on ArchangelAmy#4540 if you want to plot something specific! Please be gentle/not too graphic if you're going the illness curse route, ty.]
Caster | Fate/Stay Night (UBW)
B) Siphoning Sorceress (cw famine curse/violence/injury)
C) Morganna's Ritual: Unideal Solutions (cw injury mention)
[OOC: Hit me up on ArchangelAmy#4540 if you want to plot something specific! Please be gentle/not too graphic if you're going the illness curse route, ty.]