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isleofavalon2021-06-07 09:52 am
colchismagecraft) wrote in isleofavalon2021-06-07 09:52 am
Log: Holy Grail War
🧙 WHO: Caster & OPEN (with a couple of closed TLs)
⚔️️ WHAT: Caster's gone on a grief-induced rampage after learning of the death of her lover back home
🕒 WHEN: June 6th, late night
🗺️ WHERE: The Brocéliande woodland
⚠️ WARNINGS: Violence, Arson, Kidnapping, Death Threats, Magical Torture, Grief, potential Body Horror (Will add more as they come up)
So here it was...the Witch of Betrayal finally showing her 'true colours' to Avalon. After that network post, Caster readied herself for whatever would come of it- the forest fire providing an ominous backdrop.
Since she'd come to Avalon, so many had told her she was a good person- and now, she was publicly burning it all to the ground.
[ooc notes: TL prompts will be in the comments!
I don't want Caster to get killed, but I'm all for her potentially getting maimed/scarred provided we plot first. If you don't think it's IC for your character to not just murder her, send me a message so we can plot how she can remove herself from the situation/have someone else intervene before it gets that far!
She'll be using her familiar symbiosis to fight and leaning toward making the actual description of that transformation slightly body-horror-y, but if you're not comfortable with that then just give me the heads up and I'll have her already turned when the thread starts.
Darin will have his own TL for rescuing him/fighting his own familiar fusion, which I'll link here when it's up- feel free to tag one or both as you see fit!]
⚔️️ WHAT: Caster's gone on a grief-induced rampage after learning of the death of her lover back home
🕒 WHEN: June 6th, late night
🗺️ WHERE: The Brocéliande woodland
⚠️ WARNINGS: Violence, Arson, Kidnapping, Death Threats, Magical Torture, Grief, potential Body Horror (Will add more as they come up)
So here it was...the Witch of Betrayal finally showing her 'true colours' to Avalon. After that network post, Caster readied herself for whatever would come of it- the forest fire providing an ominous backdrop.
Since she'd come to Avalon, so many had told her she was a good person- and now, she was publicly burning it all to the ground.
[ooc notes: TL prompts will be in the comments!
I don't want Caster to get killed, but I'm all for her potentially getting maimed/scarred provided we plot first. If you don't think it's IC for your character to not just murder her, send me a message so we can plot how she can remove herself from the situation/have someone else intervene before it gets that far!
She'll be using her familiar symbiosis to fight and leaning toward making the actual description of that transformation slightly body-horror-y, but if you're not comfortable with that then just give me the heads up and I'll have her already turned when the thread starts.
Darin will have his own TL for rescuing him/fighting his own familiar fusion, which I'll link here when it's up- feel free to tag one or both as you see fit!]
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Yuber's wide mouth twitched into a grin.
"It fits me better than you know. I have always felt more at home among the dead than among the living."
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Caster chose better than to voice that thought, though. The last thing she wanted was to give him ideas.
She staggered on her feet again- she needed a bed or a sofa to crash on sooner, rather than later, but was still too stubborn to admit it.
"...quieter than...it was at the solstice."
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And many of them helped the restless dead moved on. Yuber himself had even taken part in that.
He walked up to the base of a large stairwell and tilted his head at Caster.
"The bedrooms are upstairs. You will dream, Wildfire."
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Caster knew she wouldn't sleep peacefully that night, Yuber wasn't wrong about that one. But she also knew she couldn't keep herself awake much longer. She was on borrowed time as it was, before her energy gave out.
And so, she gave her...host? Ally? A small nod, before she staggered her way up to the closest bedroom she could find-
There, her staff and dagger clattered to the floor as she collapsed onto the bed, fully cloaked and with her familiar at her side.
She wouldn't sleep peacefully that night.