#Necromancer!Virgil

[clawmachine07]

This is a quick sketch idea for my new AU, the Cleric and the Necromancer. It is a sanders sides AU based on Prinxiety. The entire idea revolves around the conflict between life and death.

These are my two covers for it, one with Roman and one with Virgil. It is open to analysis :)))

More on it soon<333333

[vampbyteart]

6 days left til the release of my Tapas Original series, The Necromancer's Assistant!

i finished this piece a few weeks ago and have been chomping at the bit to show it off in its own post!!

[denkilightning]

gods thruout these past few months but especially the last 2 i was literally a barely walking corpse mentally and emotionally and it might sound stupid but now im back on tumblr and its like that one post about how op will bake again when it gets better and in the reblog its a picture of a cake they made

[glacierruler]

Request from @amateurmasksmith

Necromancer Virgil and Lawyer Logan :D

(With my own personal hc of Virgil being the shortest side)

It was a bit hard to figure out how I wanted to show Virgil was a necromancer, but then I thought, 'skulls should work!'

Thank you so much for the request!

[heir-of-ashes]

Heir of Ashes Chapter 27

Very excited to release chapter 27! This chapter includes a scene that I've been picturing since the story was first conceived, and I'm very hopeful I did it justice.

In this chapter, days have passed, and the harvest cycle has begun, but Dante still waits to see what the necromancer's next move will be. Meanwhile, Virgil and Eric continue to grow closer as they search for a way to save Virgil's soul.

[sunshineandteddybears]

Tagged by the darling @romantichopelessly Most of these are fanfic, some are originals. Some were for things but didn't finish in time.

Rules of the game: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs Blaze the Edge (trc)

The Testaments of the Crow King (soc)

The Lion Won't Sleep Tonight (fe3h) [NSFW]

Greek Au (fe3h)

Ms. Eleyn's Orphanage of the Metaphysical (original)

Period Story of Transman (original)

Teenage Dad (tss)

Born Unlucky (original)

A Christmas Scheme (tss)

Virgil Week Dukexiety (tss) [NSFW]

Hella Gay High Fantasy (Original)

Micah Explains the Birds and the Bees (spop)

Logan's Got a Date With a Merman (tss)

Prodigy Late (tss)

I Hear a Symphony (tss)

What Lurks in the Fields (original)

Intruality Secret Admirer (tss)

Virgil Angst (tss)

Mermay Smut (tss) [NSFW]

Secret Admirer (tss)

My Necromancer Neighbor (Original)

AITGWS 2 (tss)

idk if I have enough ppl to tag xD so I'm just gonna keep it to one who I know wouldn't mind being tagged.

@lordkingsmith

[iaus]

dd campaign recaps: intro

okay so since i'm in a Mood i'm going to do some more detailed summaries of my past sessions...... i think it will also be helpful for me (refresh the horrible memory and all that).

i have a few different gigantic documents of notes for my parties. i'll do a few screenshots because i think it's fun to share my DM notes, but i'll mostly just be doing a narrative summary i think.

anyway.

this campaign did start out with a few other characters/players who due to scheduling issues, interest, personal events, etc etc have dropped out since then. but i was very upfront with all my players that i had anticipated this and it's part of the reason why we started this campaign with 7 players.

we're now down to a manageable 3 (and remaria actually didn't even participate in this first arc!) where i have some DM NPCs to balance the party out.

(their roster of DM NPCs is growing, but i think i will always be limiting them to taking 1 or 2 on their excursions.)

the other funny thing is that this campaign did start out with the intention of doing a dungeon crawl but has settled into more role-play and puzzles. (one of our sessions in the estate had an enemy that literally just threw riddles at them for a little bit.)

but. to start out.

the premise has been these new adventurers are answering an advertisement that offers housing, riches, and community to those who take their advertisement to the local train station.

20th of uktar:

our first session had clem, alula, a few now dropped PCs, and chiara on a train alone. after passing through a tunnel, however, they all end up in the same train car. they all had a moment introducing each other and freaking out.

the train ride continued as normal until the reached the end of the line.

the party arrives at a seemingly abandoned run-down town. they explore a bit and find that it seems there are no longer any occupants except for a coach driver by the name of virgil. the party enters the rundown coach and clem sits up front with virgil asking about the history of the forest.

virgil tells clem about how this place is called the mournweald and that it used to be home to elves. legend has it that the elves that lived here turned into trees. as the coach continues along the old road, successful perception and helping virgil with vehicle checks keeps it so the party successfully avoids combat with what appears to be some sort of undead hounds.

they arrive at the estate and are introduced to kolyah de vaux, heir and lord of the estate. she seems pleased that the party has arrived and begins to give the party some background on what they will be doing and what to expect.

the short of it is: if the party goes into the estate and collects supplies, specific items kolyah asks for, and clears out enemies that they will be handsomely compensated and given free room and board.

as this explanation is happening, undead begin to swarm the hamlet from the direction of the estate. a giant carrion bird called the shrieker swoops down and takes kolyah.

the party hears screaming and the sounds of creatures and ready for combat. a few veteran adventurers join in the combat: an elf named audrey, a bugbear named bigby, a dwarf named barristan, a plague doctor named bulli, along with a leonin named reynauld.

during the battle the orc baker, yuri, and his monk husband (?), feu, also join in the fight to defend their bakery.

the party decides to pursue the bird during combat while the leaving a good portion of the swarming undead to veteran adventurers. luckily, they manage to kill the shrieker before it can take kolyah to the estate.

kolyah is freed, the rest of the undead are slain (after the veteran adventurers... have a lot of trouble with one of the shadow mastiffs....), and kolyah is incredibly grateful to the party.

she offers to pay for room and board and tells the party that she will be calling on them again because the appearance of these undead implies that there might be a necromancer within the estate...

[amateurmasksmith]

Demus vs Analogical Lawyers AU…

but Remus and Virgil are necromancers.

[virgilmoretti]

@senatusstarters location: Ivy Coven's Tower notes: open to Kaan, Viv, and Hazal (we'll just say they're all there but I don't wanna do a 4-way thread)

“There’s a lot of value to what Hazal said, bring the necromancers here, fight them on our own terms. On our turf. They're stronger in the Otherworld, it'd be a mistake to try to take them on there.” It put Rome in danger, but it gave them an advantage, Kaan would be preoccupied, Virgil knew that much. Good for him. “I modified the Amaranthus’ witch’s mark,” the Ivy’s resources were extensive, and like the Amaranthus they were highly skilled in hunting and putting down witches. “As it stands spreading my own mark requires physical contact, but we can enchant a given space to bind the power of those within.” A mass conjuring would take time and magic, but covens from across the globe were flocking to Rome, “we bring them here, seal their magic, and strip them of their power.” It would require someone in necromanteion to draw the runes, it was a principle of conjuration. He'd suggest they execute them from there, but Vivianne had already been vocal on her feelings about all that. Out of respect he didn't press it any further, but still, a witch without magic was still a threat.

[sonssofhecate]

@thanes-thrall-md

Sethan   has   been   spending   quite   a   bit   of   time   in   bed   since   the   incident.   The   time   that   he   wasn't?   He   had   been   researching.   Trying   to   find   a   way   to   bring   Gabe   back.   He's   a   necromancer...There   had   to   be   SOMETHING.   He   had   promised   himself   that   he   would   be   the   first,   if   anyone,   to   go.   That   he   didn't   want   to   outlive   any   of   his   new   family.   And   yet,   Gabe   was   taken   before   he   even   had   the   chance.   And   while   the   two   didn't   talk?   The   loss   was   still   felt.   Sethan   could   see   the   sadness   in   people's   eyes.   And   could   see   how   the   reality   was   beginning   to   sink   in   to   some   of   them. 

You   can truly die. 

It   was   a   scary   thought   for   most,   but   one   Sethan   had   to   come   to   terms   with   awhile   ago.   But...That   didn't   mean   that   this   didn't   blow.   Sethan   had   prayed   to   Hecate,   and   had   even   tried   looking   into   the   future.   But   all   of   it?   The   magic   was   to   strong   against   his.   Sethan   wouldn't   be   able   to   bring   him   back.   And   that   hurt. 

But   what   hurt   more   for   Sethan   was   the   helplessness.   The   fact   that   he   couldn't   take   their   sadness   away.   So   he   had   tried   to   find   a   way   to   reverse   it.   Light   magic,   dark   magic,   it   didn't   matter.   Sethan   was   exhausted,   but   he   was   trying   his   best   to   not   let   it   slow   him   down.   Until   he   finally   had   to   give   up.   A   sigh   escaping   him   as   he   set   his   notebook   down. 

"Damn   it,   Sethan,"   He   hissed   at   himself.   Beginning   to   stuff   the   books   on   his   table   when   he   heard   the   door   to   his   room   open.   He   tensed,   just   to   see   it   was   Virgil.   "Oh...Hey."   Sethan   said   with   a   smile.   Qucikly   putting   the   books   in   the   drawer   and   shutting   it.   "How   are   you,   Vi?"   Sethan   asked   with   a   tired   grin.

[clawmachine07]

I wantes to expand on the souls aspect in my au.

Souls are something very fragile, they can be destroyed after death by another soul. Both clerics and necromancers are able to manipulate souls in a sense.

Clerics can pass souls onto the Lord of Light, and thus a soft after life.

Necromancers can tether souls back to their bodies using strong emotions of love, which is because their entire magic focuses on emotion.

Now if a soul was left alone then it can travel across the world doing as they please. Sometimes they become corrupt and cause harm to anyone they see, which makes them visible to the human eye.

[vampbyteart]

The Necromancer's Assistant releases on Tapas TOMORROW!!

this is the final illustration i made to celebrate the release!

[dragonologist-phd]

Character Aesthetic meme for Naia? (Or if she's not developed enough, Miervaldis?)

ooh thank you! I'd love to do this for Naia, even if I'm still figuring out some of her specifics:

a short (3-5 song) playlist for them

(based heavily on what i happen to be listening to at the moment as i create her details, not necessarily super deep character songs atm)

Monsters - Charming Disaster

Mermaids - Florence + The Machine

Queen of Nothing - The Crane Wives

Hellebore - Charming Disaster

raise the Dead - rachel rabin

a picture aesthetic moodboard

a ‘steal their look’ outfit/outfit inspired by them

Naia really leans into the whole 'necromancer' look; once she commits to that path, it's all black cloaks and creepy jewelry for her. why not, right?

(she also very much wants people to think she's cooler than she actually is)

a small collection of quotes that fit their aesthetic

be not afraid of greatness -william shakespeare

if i cannot move heaven, i will raise hell -virgil

if one's different, one's bound to be lonely -aldous huxley

a list of things that are ‘their aesthetic’

old books, ghost stories, ink stains, moonlit nights, the first day of winter, longing for touch

character aesthetics meme

[glacierruler]

Sanders Sides DND AU Chapter 1

Taglist: @hyperfixated-homo @cutebisexualmess @prince-rowan-of-the-forest Please tell me if you'd like to be added/removed!

Ships: anaroceit, intrulogical

Chapter 1

Words: 1913

Masterpost / Next chapter

Languages: Common is normal text, Thieves cant is small, Elvish is bold, Draconic is italic, Celestial is bold italic, Underdark is strikethrough, and any language that none of the characters know will be represented with symbols.

Reminder: Virgil is genderfluid and uses any pronouns(how he appears changes depending on how masc/fem/androgenous they feel), Patton is nonbinary and uses they/them pronouns.

There will be slight cussing in this fic!

CWs: fainting, death, death mention, fantasy racism, stalking, crime, theft, necromancy, misgendering(accidental)

Paranoia was watching his targets move, staying quiet in the trees. Not wanting to startle them into starting a fight. After all he was much better at stealing when he wasn't noticed by who he was stealing from. This was his riskiest job yet, used to pick pocketing those who come to close to the alleyways, or breaking into places at night. But this, this was different. He was to steal the Crown Prince's crown, and his royal guard's bow. In order to do this, Paranoia had elected to follow them out of the castle and to the town of Coajot, and steal their items when they were asleep. But then it became more complicated. There were three of them adventuring, and, on the first day, it looked like they were taking shifts. Paranoia rubbed at the patchwork cloak, and nearly gasped when he swore the guard must have seen him. But thankfully he had chosen to have bark like skin, so he blended into the trees. After a few minutes the guard looked away and Paranoia breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't been caught, but he needed to be more careful. One wrong move and he's in serious trouble, this is the Crown Prince and his guard, not some random noble in the shadows. Everything had to go perfectly, or he was dead.

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Janus felt like he was being watched. He was traveling with the princes to colleges in Coajot, in hopes to find one for both of them. Although he only really cared about getting the perfect college for his love, making sure Prince Remus was entertained enough to not burn the whole place down was important to. So they were looking at not only a college for bards but also for necromancer wizards as well. Which was going to be hard, seeing as necromancy was still seen as this taboo evil thing. Back to how Janus was feeling watched, it started a few days ago, when they were packing for their trip. He swore he saw a set of purple and green eyes before they were gone. And there was the general feeling of being watched. However he could never find where it was coming from. Nor could he tell what it was because it wasn't his favored enemy.

"Love, is everything alright?" Roman, the Crown Prince to the Kingdom of Shalinglah, and also Janus's boyfriend, asked him. Janus really didn't want to lie to him, but worrying his boyfriend who'd been stuck in the palace his whole life wasn't his goal either.

"Everything is fine love, just seeing things or something."

"Oooooh! I see things all the time, often times dead things!" Remus, Roman's brother, piped up. While he wasn't the Crown Prince, he was still important to the royal family. So Janus had to make sure he stayed alive as well, which was harder to do some days.

Janus sighed, "the sooner we get this over with the better. And we're sure we want to venture on foot rather than take a carriage, a carriage would be faster-"

"No!"

"Adventure is fun!"

Both twins interrupted him, before Roman spoke up, "Janus, what is the point of an adventure, if we're just going to be stuck in carriages the whole time? Again love, are you sure there's nothing wrong?"

"Just got a weird feeling about this, it's probably nothing."

"Oooh, what kind of weird?"

"Shut up Remus, Jan and I are talking!"

"Don't tell me to shut up!"

"Both of you stop, we'll walk, but we're going to be extra cautious. Whatever is happening, I want us to be on top of it." Janus snapped, anxious and frustrated with how everything has been these past few days. The twins looked at him, both of them concerned as Janus doesn't usually act like this. "Look, I'm sorry, but one of us is to be awake at all times."

"Oooh, what if we took shifts, that way none of us was too tired to continue onwards!" Remus exclaimed, hoping to be actually helpful for once. Janus nodded, thinking it over for a minute.

"That could work. Remus, you shall take first shift, I'll take the next one, Roman you have the last shift. If either of you see anything suspicious, you wake me up immediately."

After both princes had agreed to this they started traversing through the woods to the town of Coajot. During the first night in the woods, Janus swore he saw something in the trees. But he couldn't see well enough to tell what it was. 'Probably an animal,' he thought to himself.

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Roman was arguing with his brother, Remus, about anything and everything. Yet he couldn't help but be worried about his boyfriend, Janus. Janus was looking around everywhere, trying to find something out of place. And honestly, Roman was feeling watched too, although that may have had to do with the fact that he couldn't use the wastebucket in a private spot. However he had been feeling watched before that, and had honestly felt less watched when he was using the wastebucket. So maybe there was something to the caution Janus seemed to be going through. But whatever, or maybe even whomever, was watching them hadn't done anything yet. So Roman wasn't too worried. Still he was cautious, ready to use his voice to ensnare whatever was following them into a false sense of security before he and his companions struck.

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Remus was bored. And sick of being watched by whatever was hiding in the trees. Scaring Prince Perfect and Snake Face was his job. Not some random forest coward's. While Remus wanted to go into the forest and find whoever it is that's watching them to give this stalker the worst time of their life, he didn't because he couldn't endure as much as the others(and Janus told him not to, that it wasn't worth getting in trouble for. If whatever was stalking them wanted to cause them harm, it probably would have already). So Remus would wait to bring the fear of all living things on this stalker until they showed themself. It had been three days of wandering the forest, and only lightly tormenting his brother and Janus; trying to ease the worry they were both feeling, and they had finally reached the city of Coajot. All three of them thought they would lose whatever was stalking them, or at least be able to tell what was going on. But all of them kept feeling watched all the way to the local tavern, The Flying Crystal, when a sickly thin centaur came out of the alleyway and collapsed in front of them.

"Do you think he's dead?" Remus asked, genuinely curious. Despite studying necromancy, he'd never seen a dead body before.

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Patton knew they should've eaten that sandwich that they managed to buy. But were they supposed to say no to that starving kid on the street? Sure, they were also starving, but it's better that they starve than another kid who can't take care of themself. They knew they were not only small, but dangerously skinny for a centaur, and they felt so hungry, just wanting a bit of food just to eat. But, despite being a thief, they would not steal for themself. If they managed to gain people's sympathy, and they decided to give Patton money or food then yeah, Patton would eat it, if someone didn't need it more than them. They also hadn't had a good sleep in years, and as they came out of the alleyway that the kid was in, everything went dark. They couldn't see, but before they were completely out of it, they heard someone exclaim:

"Do you think he's dead?"

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There were many things Logan was not intending to do today, or expecting to happen. Especially on his routine meal-break. But here he was now, trying to help this sickly centaur, with his minimal medicine skills. Thankfully he had managed to research some just a day ago. So it was easier for him to eliminate what would not work, and use what could. And he definitely hadn't expected to meet the prince's and their guard.

"Ah, it would probably be best to get him a bed at the tavern, and then get him something to eat afterwards, however too much might, erm what's the term, oh right, upset his stomach, and make his situation worse. After that, a diet will be best to put him on, for the longterm, and making sure he sticks to it is important as well." And Logan was rambling again. Coughing to distract from his thoughts, he barely remembered to add, "but taking him to an actual healer would probably work wonders, and they could tell you more than me." There was however something that was bugging Logan, he felt like he was being studied. Like the creatures in the college's nature observatory that he goes to. While normally Logan would even encourage being studied and used as an example for what to do, he did not enjoy being studied without his permission. Before he can start to look around, trying to find the source of whomever was studying him, the guard stops him.

The guard had an interesting appearance, as Logan had never seen scales on a human before, and one eye was that of a snake. He'd only ever heard of them. If Logan got permission, he would analyze that later.

"Will you help us get this centaur to a bed?" The guard asked, his voice silky smooth, and it felt like threads were being woven when he spoke too.

"Of course," with that both Logan and the Prince used the same spell, mage hand, to help carry the Centaur, with all four individuals picking up the centaur with their actual hands.

Once all of them were in the room the guard explained why he had stopped Logan from looking around. All about the stalking by a creature or individual, and how the guard couldn't manage to find any proof, but the feeling was there. And how the only way to stop whoever was stalking them was to let them get as close as possible, without letting their guard down. Also, Logan now knew and had permission to call them all by their names.

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Paranoia was pissed, first of all, of course the tavern that they all go in through is a No Changelings Allowed tavern. One of the one's that meant it and had a way of magically taking down a changeling's disguise through the front entrance. Next, now they have more creature's that Paranoia has to get around. Thankfully the room they got had a window, so he could sneak in. Unthankfully it was on the second floors, so Paranoia would have to climb to get in. So he waited until night, and when the moon was highest in the sky, he would sneak in and steal the crown and bow. As he quietly got in the room, he looked around, and everyone seemed to be asleep. Finding the Crown Prince's bag, it was more extra than he expected; red, with golden jewels glinting in the moonlight, Paranoia looked through it, and found the crown. Right after putting it in his pocket, and before he could turn around, he felt the tip of a sharp weapon, probably a sword, lightly pressed against his back.

"And just what do you think you're doing?"

[sometimes-love-is-enough]

IT'S DONE YAAAAAAY

Now that it's over can you tell us a bit more what it's about?? Or are you waiting to post it???

Yes to both! I am pleased to inform you, and everyone else, that Mystery Longfic is a longass crossover fusion with the Locked Tomb series! If you aren't familiar, gay necromancers and swashbucklers, in space, with religious undertones and the occasional devastatingly-timed meme. Except that's barely scratching the surface. Please go read Gideon the Ninth, and then the rest of it. It's a murder mystery, it's gruesome, it's blasphemous, it's lovely, it's horrible.

If you're not familiar with Locked Tomb and/or don't want to read it, the fic (whenever I post it. I need like a month to recover before I start editing it for human consumption) should be more-or-less understandable to anyone who doesn't want to read the OG material, and just wants to read about Remus being a terrible chaos necromancer, Virgil being an extremely stressed cavalier, and whatever the fuck Janus is up to. There's no Locked Tomb canon characters (well, there's one, but don't worry about him) and I do my best to explain concepts as I go.

If, on the other hand, you have read the Locked Tomb and you're like 'ha, I know everything already!' surprise no you don't. I'm also doing my best to keep things interesting and spice both canons all the way the fuck up! Trust me, I know what I'm doing.

It's a murder mystery. In a haunted mansion. In SPACE. With BONES. I look forward to sharing it with you.

[heir-of-ashes]

Heir of Ashes Chapter 25

In this chapter, the conduits cast a spell to try and find where the necromancer is hiding. Meanwhile, Virgil and Eric begin to fight as Virgil tries to figure out what secret work Eric's father has him working on.