#Duncan Grimwater

[ghostcond]

assorted duncan headcanons. like and subscribe

[dailyspiral]

day 32 - waow... test realm....

[lanabenikosdoormat]

is this anything

[anxiously-sidequesting]

there's 'Doomed By The Narrative' as in it serves their character arcs and the overall plot (Malistaire, Morganthe) and then there's 'Doomed By The Narrative' as in the narrative fucking hates them (Duncan Grimwater)

[polaris101]

why did this dialogue make me cry a little

[givemethesleep]

Duncan may have been part of the Schism but I maintain that he was not Part Of The Schism. He had to beg Gretta to take him on. His peers and fellow recruits despised him, because he was not a team player and he was slowing their progress down. I maintain he was taken in, but he was not valued or wanted by them, either

[pillowzilla]

Wiztober Day 23: Silent Disco

ok I feel I must explain this one so I headcanon that after learning shadow magic the wizard is uncanny in a mildly unsettling way (when we first interact with a boss with it we do mention the room is shifting so) and I keep thinking about that one post about us beating up duncan and coming back so I decided to make an amalgamation of that where we are fighting at the disco and the silence comes from the threatening presence of the wizard and the tension !

[incorrect-para-quotes]

[oldestenemy]

Duncan grimwater for the unhinged bingo!

hello who i assume is elly based on the like that accompanied this ask <3

I have the smallest urge to leave this in my inbox to see how many times I would get him before I wake up. However: i am cozy in bed and bored

so!

triple bingo for this dumb fucking necromancer i am literally losing my goddamn mind about.

[zorphie]

hi

[emmieart]

hands u even MORE wizards

[ghostcond]

looking at duncan’s spells like yeah this tracks

[dailyspiral]

day 27 - some ravenwood student whiteboard doodlesss

[betterillusionist]

The Ravenwood Bulletin

The two Necromancers arrive at their study spot early today. Not because they're brimming with excitement to continue their self-study efforts, but rather to partake in something they once enthusiastically anticipated.

Boris found them an old radio tucked away in a shadowy corner of the library and let them have it. It's made of sandy orange wood and as big as Malorn's head. Him and Duncan spent some time cleaning the thing of all its ancient dust. Rushing up to the table, he can still see the lingering cloud from the other day, a slight gray haze in the dim candlelight.

Malorn and Duncan shove each other out of the way as they try and take a seat in front of the radio, fighting to be the one to turn it on. Beforehand, they'd have to fight with their fellow students to reach the radio. Now it's just them.

Radios were only allowed in the classrooms for the Ravenwood Bulletin, serving as morning announcements and miscellaneous news. Once the Bulletin was over, they'd be turned off and shoved away into some corner until the next day.

But no class was more excited for the radio than the Necromancers. At least, Malorn has never heard any wild stories about the other classes fighting each other to get to the radio, to have the honor of turning it on in front of their fellow classmates, and being its designated guardian until the Bulletin concluded before ceremoniously tucking it into its designated shelf behind the teacher's desk.

Malistaire made it a competition, a daily test of knowledge and skill. It also made sure that all his students were at least there on time for class.

Duncan wins the fight, his hand slapping the power knob and twisting it to 'On'. The radio hums to life with heavy static. Malorn lets out a defeated laugh and gives his friend room to fiddle with the tuning.

"Just like the good old days," he comments. Duncan nods back wordlessly, his concentration fully on the old radio before him.

There was a time at the very start of their educational journey at Ravenwood where it was pure morning chaos. Dark Sprites flew through the air; the only spell any of them knew how to cast at that time. By the end of the day, everyone would walk out still covered in purple fairy dust.

One of the first rivalries to appear amidst the chaos was between Malorn and Duncan. They'd each turn up far too early just to fight over the privilege that was the radio, even if they still had to get through their fellow students later on. There were even some days where the rest of the class would simply stand around and watch them spar.

"Ah!" Duncan exclaims as the radio buzzes with music. Malorn lets out a sigh of relief. The Bulletin will be starting shortly. Side by side, the two Necromancers make themselves comfortable on the bench and leans in close to the radio's tiny speakers.

Finally, the music comes to an end, and Boris' voice rings out, "Good morning, students of Ravenwood! This your morning Ravenwood Bulletin with your host, me! Boris Tallstaff.

"Student news: Let's have a round of applause for Regina Flametalon for getting first place in the annual Ravenwood Science Fair. Her steam golem really stole the show."

Humoring the radio voice, Malorn claps his hands twice to celebrate.

Duncan just rolls his eyes. "This is the third year in a row."

"Maybe you need to get into engineering, then," Malorn replies. His friend shakes his head hopelessly.

"Students living in Firecat Alley are advised to be careful on their way to and from class; an explosion was heard last night-"

"Gretta," the two Necromancers groan in unison. This isn't the first time she's made it into the news, though her name is no longer mentioned since she was fired. Everyone still knows who it is, though.

"Now for something we can all look forward to: Professor Wu's Baking Bash has finally been confirmed to be taking place next week after being postponed due to poor weather. Many students will be there selling baked goods, and 50% of all profits will go to the Marleybone Disease Research Facility in honor of Sylvia Drake."

An aura of darkness blasts Malorn, making him turn his attention away from the radio for a moment to check on his friend. Duncan's eyes shine with malice, though it quickly fades once he notices Malorn's concerned stare.

"Those Theurgists sure are lucky," Duncan says, his voice full of resentment.

"You shouldn't hate them because they got a new Professor before us," Malorn replies. "Things... happen."

His empty words, however, fall of deaf ears.

"Spiral news: Marleybone officials have released an advisory for foreign travelers amidst a sudden spike in crime, recommending anyone looking to visit or vacation to cancel their plans until the current crime wave is brought under control.

"But never fear! You can still take a vacation to Mooshu this summer. It was recently voted 'the most beautiful World in the Spiral', with their tranquil nature hikes and stunning ancient temples. For those looking for a relaxing getaway, I'd highly recommend paying Mooshu a visit.

"In other news, a star shower will be starting tonight, stemming from the old tail remnants of the comet Xibalba. It's peak will occur at around midnight and is predicted to end tomorrow afternoon.

"Finally, to round out your morning announcements, by popular demand, the Ravenwood Bulletin will be bringing back the 'Around the Spiral in a Week' column in the Bulletin's weekly newsletter. It was originally cancelled due to the old writer leaving the writing team. However, a new writer has finally been found to carry on the Bulletin's longest-running column. The Ravenwood Bulletin team thanks you for all the letters and lobbying for the return of the column.

"That's all the news for now. Thank you for listening to the morning Ravenwood Bulletin, and have a magical day!"

There's a soft 'click', and music comes back on the radio's speakers, the signal for Duncan and Malorn to pull their ears away from the wooden box.

"How nice of Boris to have found this for us," Malorn smiles.

"Good memories," Duncan wistfully nods in agreement, though a frown quickly befalls his face. "No news about Malistaire, though."

"I'm sure there will be something about him soon," Malorn replies somewhat hopefully. He's doing it mostly for Duncan. Somewhere deep in his aching heart, he doesn't think their Professor will be returning to Ravenwood any time soon...

"Well, time to get to work," he adds, forcing himself past his dark thoughts. There's no point in mulling over stuff beyond his control.

With an incoherent grumble, Duncan stands and makes his way to the other side of the table as Malorn moves the little radio, still playing its soft music, underneath his bench. Usually, the radio would be off by now, but since the two of them are in the library, what's the harm in leaving it on for a little while longer?

[anxiously-sidequesting]

Duncan grimwater is the one guy i don't post about btw bc if i did id start genuinely yelling and posting through my blurry vision from my tears.

[calciumcryptid]

Hey W101blr, have you ever thought about the fact that if Duncan Grimwater left the Cabal it would make him an cult survivor?

You haven't?

Do you want to?