Wytchrose

MC Name:

         Wytchrose

Character's Name:

         Maeve

Character's Age:

         22

Character's Race:

         Half-Elf

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Mysticism

Teacher's MC Name:

         rathat

Teacher's RP Name:

         Danilo

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         Nope.

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your magic app?:

         Yes.

Are you aware that if this magic is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yes.

MC Name:

         Wytchrose

Character's Name:

         Maeve

Character's Age:

         21

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Alchemy

Teacher's MC Name:

         rathat

Teacher's RP Name:

         Danilo

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

         Ye.

Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         No.

Are you aware that if this feat is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Ye.

MC Name:

         Wytchrose

Character's Name:

         Maeve

Character's Age:

         19

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Seer

Teacher's MC Name:

         N/A

Teacher's RP Name:

         N/A

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

         Yes.

Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         No.

Are you aware that if this feat is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yes.

As the world begins to fade, when sight begins to fail and the light grows dark, where does one find themselves? With nothing but memories of the past to fill the void left by loss of vision– memories that offer no more than a fleeting respite, for as soon as her eyes open once more, she is reminded of what was lost. Reminded of the faces she will never see again, the green leaves blowing in the wind, the inky-black sky full of stars with the moon shining so brightly over fields, or the rising of the sun in the east. It is these reminders that have whittled away resolve, composure, sanity.

Maeve has sat alone in the dark long enough to be driven mad by her loss, a hereditary disease having stolen her sight from her completely. There are those who have offered and attempted to aid her, to restore her eyes, but with progress as slow as this it was only a matter of time before she lost herself. A nightmare overtook her mind, a paranoia grew, perhaps she would never restore her sight even if she entirely replaced her eyes. Would the disease remain? Would it take those eyes from her as well? Was this to be her life, bereft of one of her most crucial senses? Despite a strong facade placed over her anxieties, she had fallen to despair, nights full of tears and withheld sorrow boiling over.

“I just want to see…” She lamented, fingers curling deep into her hair as her hands clutched at her head. Panic welled within her, breath became sparse, and tears stained her cheeks. “Please… please, I just want to see, I just want to see… I just want to see… please let me see…” She repeated the phrase as if it were a mantra, each utterance bringing her lower and lower as the prospect of sight grew ever farther from her mind, ever farther from reality. This was to be her fate. Everything had been taken from her- her family, her childhood, her life, and now the faces of the people she loved most. It was on this night she had opened herself to the unknown, to the vast nothingness that lay beyond the mortal plane of existence full of unknowable mysteries and horrors. A plea that may forever go unheard.

((If the FA is accepted, they would have the following vision.))

Her dreams were quiet once again, becoming the only respite from the sorrow of the waking world. She found herself within a cabin, the one she and her parents once lived in so long ago, sitting at the table while the dawn shone through the windows to illuminate the kitchen space. Breakfast was placed before her, a simple cut of sausage with a side of eggs and a cup of milk, her parents conversing with each other across the table…only this time, they sounded muffled, almost distant. There was a ringing in her ears, subtle but nonetheless present.

The dream was disturbed, twisted, by something that had infiltrated it without Maeve noticing, the world began to fade from sight, like a reflection rippling in the water as her vision was taken for what felt like an eternity. Hands were placed over her eyes by an unseen force, and sight was restored. Once more she sat within her childhood home, only there was no sign of her parents. Her hands were gripping something, and a glance down revealed it to be a single strip of gray cloth as an idea imprinted itself on her mind; ‘don the veil’. 

The unseen hands moved from her eyes, her hands bringing the cloth to her eyes and wrapping it around her head. The world did not fade this time, instead it remained…and then she woke, the ringing fading from her ears, the idea of veiling her eyes and hiding the truth now weighing on her mind. Was this a solution? Would it be her secret to keep? A promise of sight in exchange for silence?

yikes

yeah, i guess so

I'm collecting students like Pokemon

i hate your profile picture

yes hello its me again

MC Name:

         Emimouse_

Character's Name:

         Ley

Character's Age:

         530

Character's Race:

         Elf

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Fire Evocation

Teacher's MC Name:

         Emimouse_

Teacher's RP Name:

         Ley

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         No

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your magic app?:

         Yes

Are you aware that if this magic is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yes

hello yes its me

MC Name:

         Emimouse_

Character's Name:

         Ley

Character's Age:

         530

Character's Race:

         Elf

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Voidal Translocation

Teacher's MC Name:

         Emimouse_

Teacher's RP Name:

         Ley

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         Nope.

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your magic app?:

         Yep.

Are you aware that if this magic is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yep.

On 5/23/2023 at 2:59 PM, bumblefina said:

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Completed, thank you for commissioning me <3

Hello, I am needing to pay bills so here we are. Payment will be required via venmo or a similar service once the skin is complete. Prices are non-negotiable, again, needing to pay bills here. Thanks <3

I do casual and armor skins, both Alex and Steve formats.

You can either post your request here or over discord @ wytchwood.

Gallery

Prices:

Head: $5

Outfit: $15

Full Skin: $20

Request Form

Type of Skin(Head/Outfit/Full):

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oh hey the powergaming ca of all time got shelved, neat

Yikes.

MC Name:

         Zenasarya

Character's Name:

         Nimrândis

Character's Age:

         170

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Alchemy

Teacher's MC Name:

         Kyrrn

Teacher's RP Name:

         Saeron Seregon

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

         Yes.

Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         No.

Are you aware that if this feat is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yes.

Art by: Florian Haeckh

The Festival of the Lost

The festival of the Lost is a longstanding tradition of the Crimson Edict where friends and family alike come together to celebrate those that have passed beyond. Everyone attending must have a themed mask of some sort, be it an animal, creature or monster. The games will be run first, there will be pumpkin carving, an archery range, and apple bobbing, the Festival will be ended with a feast full of signature drinks made by Birch and other members, along with food cooked by Sahar Tha’un, and ending with a speech given by one of the leaders of the Crimson Edict.

The festival is being held just outside of Karmesinfels, down by the farms and just off the main road. Everyone is invited, stop by if you can!

((The festival is Friday, the 22nd of October, starting at 4pm EST and will last till about 6pm EST. Follow the road to Karmesinfels from the East Port, and you'll find us right next to the farms.))

Leyunia sighs with the missive of yet more threats against a settlement, giving a simple shrug. "Threatening an empty, abandoned settlement isn't the best use of one's time." She said, tearing the missive up and discarding it. "Can't say they don't deserve to be threatened, but really, let them die and stay dead like their leader."

Homie you're on a roll, keep up the good work. +1

"A man cannot hope to hide behind brick walls and be safe from the consequences of his actions, only cowards believe such fantasies." The Bibliothecar of the Crimson Edict let out a long and tired sigh, sipping from her glass of tea as the news of Sir Vulpe the Coward was spread throughout the land. "This could have been solved more...amicably, but the arrogance of Man proved stronger, you truly were a pathetic opponent in the end. May your end be slow and painful, and may it be our hands that deliver it."

Mordrin Doomforged smiles the Sun's smile, misinformation and misconceptions cleared up upon the conclusion of their meeting with a brighter future on the morrow.

"Yer gunna do great, lad." He said with an affirmative nod and a pat on the back.

A call to kin

Denouncement of Heresy, a new beginning on the morrow.

I, Mordrin Doomforged, son of Archimedes Doomforged declare myself acting Clan Lord, and the heresy of Draakopf Ironborn to be truth, and hereby denounce his position as Clan Lord of the Doomforged. To any of my kin that still have their sense of honor and duty, I call you to return to the halls of Urguan and join with me to rebuild our Clan and clear our name of this shame.

The morrow holds our future, and it burns as bright as our forges, kin. Join with me and witness it together. Narvak oz Dorkadrell, Navak oz Urguan!

The Sins of Kin

The public defamation of Draakopf Doomforged.

Had I known you would've brought our clan's name through the mud like our forefathers, I would never have let you take the mantle of Clan Father. Time and time again I hoped you would restore us to glory, and instead, you have marked our Clan as nothing more than heretics and madmen. You are no longer fit to lead, and you will not bear our name any longer.

As one of the Eldest clan members, it is on this day I regret to name Draakopf Doomforged and any of his accomplices a traitor to the name, and he shall no longer bear it in any capacity. I declare you are nothing more than an Ironborn from this day forward with your acts of madness and heresy, if you dare to ever use our name again, I will place your head upon a pike and cast your body in steel.

You are no longer one of us, and you will never be one again.

Signed, Mordrin Doomforged, Elder of the Doomforged Clan.