#✥ haven

[spawnuriah]

who?: open to anyone living in haven/passing through after aventia where?: haven when?: after the fall

Between the stress of recent events in the Borderlands and the fact that fewer returned than had gone to support the effort, Uriah was keenly aware that his pack was too close to a compromised state for his liking. Those who had yet to turn, those who didn't have the gumption to fight, and all others currently residing within Haven looked to those who maintained level heads in times of crisis. Uriah was one such werewolf, telling stories in front of a bonfire to distract the Feronia pack while also imparting important lessons.

"That was the fourth Alpha Feronia, the greatest werewolf to walk this earth, cut down on her path to supremacy. And just like with the rest, the blood around her mouth hadn't dried before she was running again. Through the woods that surrounds our home, between the trees of the forest as a tribute. She wasn't alone in her conquest nor was she alone in her victory." With the crowd drawing into his tale, Uriah suspended his pause beneath the crackling of the fire as a thump began to increase in volume. His foot tapped harder and harder until he was stomping in time, a steady rhythm like a pulsing heartbeat cut off by his own roaring howl, a howl that was returned by the wolves nearby that roamed the Wildlands. "That right there is the how and the why," Uriah points out, smiling at a group of youths who seemed especially entranced by his tale. "The wolves are our friends in times of triumph and defeat. We owe much to them and the forest they inhabit, which is why both will be there to comfort you in your time of need. So long as you don't forget what Feronia never did: there is always somewhere for you to run when you follow the sounds of howling." The crowd applauded him, but anyone with senses as keen as his would see the displeasure written on his face. Uriah was prepared to do anything for his pack be that spin distracting tales or tear darkspawn apart with his own claws. What he couldn't bear was seeing them torn apart. The applause meant people would go to bed at peace tonight, but how long would it be before Aventia's destruction found its way to the home he cherished?

[steadythora]

who?: @emissaradia where?: haven when?: after the return from the siege

It was true that Thora had been searching for something to believe in again when she met them, but even she was surprised by how moved she was by the love of two sisters. It was hard for her to explain, but in a way, it was simple. She didn't mean much to Aradia and Althea, especially when compared to what they meant to each other, and yet Thora was as certain as she was about anything else she knew. That love of theirs—that stupidly, annoyingly, suicidal love of theirs—needed to be protected, which meant they needed to be protected. And not from any external force either. She witnessed the power of two master witches with her own eyes and would never suggest they were weak, but that didn't mean they were safe from themselves.

They Joined for each other, and Thora Joined for them. She was good at fighting, but this part made her feel quite awkward. "Look, I'm not good at this stuff," she interjects bluntly before Aradia can walk off. "Talking, being all … mushy, it's not me. I'm the type to put my feelings into my sword strikes." They would be stationed here, together, responsible for Haven's defense on behalf of the Legion. Thora would respect her orders, but she couldn't keep her focus on her assignment with the worries she harbored. "Now that we're back and out of the fray, I'd appreciate if you were honest with me. Maybe I can help, because I do want to. Because I'm tired of watching people die for stupid reasons. What's wrong with you?" Thora didn't mean her question as an indictment or accusation of any kind, her interpersonal skills were just terrible. However despite not being the smartest person around her ears never lied to her and she never forgot what she heard. She simply had to know. "I already have something within me. This is just one other thing to add to the list. That's what you said before we got infected together, so I'd appreciate an explanation. Please talk to me," Thora said, speaking from a place of earnest concern.

[ageofkarme]

who?: @studentalthea where?: emissary quarters when?: after she failed upward, don't worry karme won't tell anybody about that teehee

It wasn't edible and the addition of multiple wide-set, big-lipped magic mouths spouting blessings and affirmations in Celestial might've made the gift even less appealing, but Karme was happy to construct a cake-looking machine to celebrate Althea's success.   "I'm so proud of you! You stuck with it and it might've been hard at times but look! Now you know Celestial! Yay Althea, the greatest witch I know!" The "cake" fired of streamers and was equipped with colorful sparklers and mini firework canons to provide a celebratory atmosphere.  It had taken him years before he spoke the language at a proficiency Lady Juliana approved of, whereas Althea only needed a month or two to become fluent. Sure he was twelve at the time, Karme thought Althea's accomplishment was much more impressive than his. Borwyn was even there in the corner to jingle while strumming the dulcimer embedded into his abdomen, adding to the joyous ambiance. "I never thought there'd be something that I could teach you, and you calling on me to help was the highlight of my year—and I became a Slayer! I'm so lucky to have the smartest, most talented, and of course beautiful witch in the whole queendom as my best friend!"

[autismking]

IF GOD HATES TRANNIES WHY DO WE KEEP WINNINGGGGGG

[itsnotafashionstatementitsablog]

when a song has a callback to earlier songs on the same album or even songs from a previous album. that’s the good shit right there

[bearflock]

*birb sceeching noises*

*also supportive bf in the background* ♥

[oooocleo]

wipes brow... these are all part of tomorrow's Big Admin Round so pre-any requested edits, but im v happy w/ them so i wanted to share fdfg

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[havenandart]

the inconvenience of unkillability....

[spawnuriah]

Uriah had to raise a brow at her statements. "Ally" was never a term either of Aurea's predecessors would've used to describe the surrounding regions, though Ulric's and Feronia's reasons for that differed to varying degrees. Not much time had passed since Aurea became the next in the chain of Alphas, and so he was curious to see how she reconciled her stances with pack traditions she had yet to conduct. "So then, which of Lysaran citizens would you recommend serve as this year's batch of first prey? Borderreach and Westreach are common, but perhaps with recent events we could let them be. Northreach has much less cover, and it's been a while since any of us have hunted elvhen in the Silverlands. Could be an interesting challenge, if you wish to venture that far. If not, there are still plenty of refugees residing with Haven who'd make worthy prey for our dormant youth." A common enemy? Werewolves were still among the most mistrusted and feared people on this continent. They didn't have a true seat at the table until his grandmother garnered so much power the witch queen had no choice but to give her one. Uriah never forgot that, and he hoped Aurea wouldn't either. Anyone who wasn't Feronia was an enemy. "What would the witches you keep in your company have to say on this matter? Where are their priorities?" Uriah questions, the subtle responsive challenge evident in the emphasis he places on his words.    

The thing though with Uriah is that he was a purist when it came to wolves and she understood why and didn't think she could convince him otherwise, alpha or not. "Security will continue to be buffed up during hunts but we'll still have them, I won't have any traditions be lost." Pack runs were important, not just for the young wolves but for overall morale. The last thing she wanted was to remove any sense of normalcy from the pack while things were still uncertain. "We might have to go a bit further but I think it'll be a nice change, give the young ones a chance to pave their own path." A new path that would be supervised, but still. They'd be able to lead a little bit as a unit, it'd be nice and maybe inspire a little confidence. "Allies are important, wolves or no wolves, but you all come first to me." The people of Haven, of the pack, of the Wildlands in general, everything she did was for them. "We share a common enemy right now but I want everything to go as normal as possible, if that means we have to bump up security to do it for a while, I'll take it." There's a tinge of an authority to her voice, she knows he means well and she appreciates his feedback, but everything she'd done was with her people in mind.

[hira492]

AAAAAAAAA kINDA getting the hang of it!

[femin-ink]

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[al4thea]

Is it a blessing or a curse to fall for a man who bears the weight of nameless sins, a killer haunted by his own guilt?

I mean, isn’t Soap the same as Ghost? They work in the same field and do mostly the same things. Just because Soap has a lighter step doesn’t mean he doesn’t have skeletons in his closet; he isn’t invulnerable to guilt, and maybe, just maybe, he finds comfort in knowing that both of them are damned to hell.

[bugbearstew]

A game I worked on is on switch!.... right? well...

So sun haven has been out for a while. Other people have posted about these issues (like my friend kyle and my partner meg a few times)

But heres the thing. It just came out on switch and it still doesn't have credits. It's been out of early access for over a year and playable on steam for even longer and still no credits anywhere (unless you backed the game on kickstarter yay).

And this sucks!! It sucks to have this really nasty feelings about this game. It sucks to be suspicious about WHY there arent credits. It sucks to see the developers looking to hire more and more people and I'm sitting here thinking "are these potential hires okay with never being credited for their work?"

And this isn't just about me and my work. I've mostly moved on from this. But there have been *tons* of people who worked on sun haven despite what they might try to pass off in their discord. I've spoken with a lot of people who worked on the project. Theres a lot of amazing skill that went into this game and it's just sitting there. Who made this game? Well pixel sprout studios! Who works for pixel sprout studios? Good question.

(also posted a bit about this on bluesky)

[steadythora]

Thora knew her hangups were holding her back now. She was a master swordswoman, but she wasn't the best warrior she could be and she wouldn't be until she could reconcile every facet of herself. Blademaster, legionnaire, refugee, protector of Haven; it was all a lot to digest in such a short amount of time but the one aspect of herself she needed to start with was her elvhen heritage.

Eldar was the only person she thought she would feel comfortable showing her ears to. Her fellow saviors of Lorvine inadvertently found themselves on that list too, but Althea pushing her hair back felt uniquely special in a way. Maybe it was the power, maybe it was something else, but Thora had felt inspired by the magic Zeliha, Aradia, and Althea demonstrated. "This country is a strange place, but I'm getting used to it. And the people too, I guess." Thora never would've encountered someone like Althea in Iskaldrik. A witch so confident in her own magic and place in this world would be the kind of myth those sent to the mines would spin. Yet here she was, looking at Thora as if she was someone worthy of being by her side. Or striving to get there at the very least. "I'll reach the next level. It'll happen here. I'll defend Haven like it's my home, and I'll master my magic so you won't have to lift a finger against the small darkspawn." Althea's magic was in a league of its own, and the admiration she felt for the witch shimmered in her eyes. "I think getting stationed here was the best thing for me. It won't be long before I'm ready to fully accept my new role as legionnaire."

Thora answered predictably. A faiman trapped in a nation that hated her for merely existing; her story had been retold countless times over. Every citizen of Lysara knew the fate of those born with magic in Iskaldrik, rumors and stories were rampant but the truth was far more gruesome. Althea didn't involve herself with efforts across the border, her pursuits were both academic in nature and for her own personal gain. She wanted power, enough power that something so trivial as a mine couldn't frighten her.

"Fortunately in Lysara assumptions are rarely made regarding what a woman can or cannot wield." Althea took a step in and brushed some of Thora's hair behind her ear, "And your hair looks far better up than down." She understood a great deal of what it meant to be afraid, everything about the witch was crafted and it was only in giving in that Althea had come into herself. A thing did not have to be perfect to be beautiful, and magic could be found in the most unexpected sources. "You're turning the page, you can't change where you're from but you can control where you're going."

[bigmeandragonlady]

is it so discomforting to know that-