#Rune Alden

[stellawolfearts]

Rune Alden. 17. He/Him

It was just a warmup at first but then music hit so I made it look cool. So say hi to the first oc im showing you guys.

[sandcastle-art]

Gave Alden a little design update since art fight is on the way and I also moved him to a new world/setting!

[ofgalaxiesandstars]

Tim hummed as he thought about that, “I’ll see if I can help him get up to speaking status… Or maybe see about finding the elemental he came from… Might help.”

“It’s pretty much the same with Uchikira,” Hawk responded, a little half-heartedly now, “Though I know Zao and I can sleep when the other is fronting… I do it all the time… Rune might’ve accidentally taken over while Gabe was asleep…”

He paused, hesitating before taking steps towards his brother, “Rune, buddy, I know you… Probably don’t wanna see me right now, but… You have a host again. I know you didn’t want to possess people anymore, but that’s the situation now… It’s gonna be important that you talk to Gabe, and make sure both of you are okay with it when you front… Do you think you can let Gabe out now..?”

Rune didn’t meet his brother’s eyes, still looking off to the side. His memory was still fuzzy, but… He remembered. He gently prodded Gabe’s consciousness— trying to wake the boy up. A few moments later, the runes faded from his skin, and his eyes returned to normal as Gabe was put on the front again… Gasping and… Going into a bit of a panic. Stammering something about dreams he couldn’t wake from…

ofgalaxiesandstars​:

Rune was quiet, still unable to meet Hawk’s eyes. Breaker frowned a bit as he looked around, then took in a breath, “We help them coexist. Tim and Nico can’t have theirs removed— those essences where literally injected into their bloodstream… And Rune’s heart can’t been removed without risking harm to both him and Gabe.”

“I think I can talk to my mind-mate,” Tim said, “Er… I don’t know his name. He can only send me… Vague feelings.”

Breaker nodded, “We should find the elemental he came from too— might be able to help.” He paused, “Now we gotta figure out how to wake up Gabe, and then we need to help Nico’s two elemental’s stop fighting.”

Jay sucked in a breath through his teeth. “Yikes…Yeah, they’re pretty well stuck,” he said sympathetically. “We…can’t do much about that. But we can at least mitigate… Me and Theron were kinda thrown together too, but we get along well. So it’s not all bad. And, hey! You’re already getting along with him. Our kind usually kinda names ourselves, or takes the name the host gives us, so he might not have one right now.”

He frowned. “Wake Gabe up? Hm. Hosts aren’t always asleep when their Uchikage are…I’m not sure about the Uchikira. Maybe Rune just needs to go to sleep…?”

[akrvhs]

★ some of my favourite character names.

a name is a beautiful thing. in stories, a character's name can encapsulate their personality, and often, creates an image surrounding that name that's impossible to shake off. sometimes, it has significance- a name can suggest foreshadowing. the following is a list of some of my favourite names!

★ masculine names

Idriss - arabic origins - studious, smart

Sahir - islamic origins - wakeful, charming

Caspian - latin(?) origins - 'white' , some say that it could also refer to Qazvin, Iran and is a name taken from the Caspian Sea.

Dorian - greek - 'of Doris' and derived from the greek word 'doron', meaning gift

Magnus - latin - 'greatest'

Warren - french/english - 'park keeper'

Athan - greek - 'eternal life'

Erion / Erjon - albanian - 'ionian wind'

Fodor - hungarian - a nickname for a person with curly hair.

★ feminine names

Aicha/Aisha - arabic - 'alive and well'

Blair - scottish - field, meadow

Celeste - latin - 'heavenly'

Circe - greek - named after the greek mythological sorceress of the same name

Elora - greek - sun ray

Cora - greek - core, heart

Jamila - swahili - beautiful

Maria - latin - mary, star of the sea

Pandora - greek - all gifts

★ gender-neutral names

Ellis - welsh origin - kind, benevolent.

Esme - french - to love

Samar - arabic + sanskrit - battlefield commander, war

Quinn - irish - wise, sense, reason

Hayden - english - fire

Rune - old norse - secret

Alden - english - old, wise friend

[randomity-101]

Have you ever wondered about the age difference between the adults? Like, is Edaline older than Grady? Or is it the other way around?

We know Alden took a while (aka 100 years) to finally pick Della, and it's seriously weird thinking about the age difference. A hundred years. Doesn't it feel weird? A hundred years is a loooong time. Even for elves. I think. I mean, everything that happend to Sophie and her friends was in a FEW years. Or maybe they're just special.

My point is, for some reason, my mind just immediately assumes that Edaline is older than Grady. Is that weird? Cuz she knows how to read some ancient runes. Or did she just study more? Idk honestly can someone just tell me I'm freaking out for no reason?

[dreaming-of-the-end]

futures and dreams (and other non-fading scars): Bianuca

A/N: Hi @uni-seahorse-572, I'm your secret santa! Thanks @song-tam for hosting!

Summary: Biana looks at her again, and her eyes are tinted red from exhaustion and pain but still they carry with them the Vacker power. The one she's craved and hated for far too many years.

TW: mentions of blood/violence/wounds

Tags: @steppingonshatteredglass @sunset-telepath @stardustanddaffodils @turquoise-skyyyy @skylilac @wu-marcy @saintashes @rune-and-rising @lavender-and-rainy-days @confusedamphibian @hellomyfriends @callas-starkflower-stew @a-harmless-poison @professionalwhalewatcher @theogony @gay-otlc @confuzzled-fox @almostfullnerd @athenswrites @synonymroll648 @squishmallow36 @xanadaus @honey-the-dinosaur-ate-our-kid

Biana's lips part as she sleeps, in soft contrast to the rest of her twisted face. Maruca wants to trace a finger down her skin, soothe the wrinkle between her brows, let her eyes rest easy instead of pressed tight.

At least she's finally asleep.

The bandages wrapped across most bare skin make the idea of rest impossible: three hours ago, she was pinned down to keep from writhing, with teeth clenched so hard they ground audibly as Elwin and Livvy plucked shards of glass from her skin, then poured a disinfectant elixir over the jagged wounds. The numbing elixir barely eased the pain for her. Elwin said some of the glass had gone too deep.

Maruca wants to hold her hand, but even if she could do that without causing her pain, she isn't sure what it would mean. Years before, there wouldn't have been any sort of hesitation, only relief, comfort, familiarity.

The thing is, she knows the feeling of her hand so well that seeing those fingers twitch in her sleep is a phantom pain, an absence so familiar that feeling it is easier than it would be to feel the real thing.

Biana's mouth purses and her face screws up on itself for a moment before fading back into worried sleep.

(god, that mouth.)

Livvy had taken her aside, an hour ago, when the bandages had just been wrapped and the color had still been gone from her skin. "Elwin will tell them that the scars might fade. He will give her a possibility, maybe a hope."

"And you?" Maruca asked.

Livvy looked at her. "Maybe in a hundred years, there will be nothing remaining from this day on her skin. But the scars will still be there."

Maruca scrubs at her face with her hands.

She can hear Fitz in the next room talking to his parents, swoops of anger filling the area before he remembers to keep his voice down. Della's sobs punctuate the conversation. Alden's voice is lower than usual, pieces of his crisp accent lost in raspy worry.

Sometimes, it's like it only took a day for their family to fall apart. But then Maruca remembers it really took two, even though she wasn't around for either of them.

One: Alden's mind break. Two: Alvar's betrayal.

She wonders if this day will be the third. She knows it would have been if Fitz and Dex had taken any longer, or if Livvy hadn't been in Atlantis, or if they hadn't found her in time.

Still, all she knows is that there was the last day she was there: when Della was smiling, when Alvar was making his stupid jokes, when Alden could tease his children without worrying about the consequences, when Fitz still had that laugh that didn't turn dark halfway through. When Biana's breaths were even and balanced and calm.

And then there was every day after. When she'd see them in public, or in meetings, or in school, and suddenly the memory of the planting scattered its leaves through every long-lasting look, or there was a missing piece from their unified front.

If they hadn't found her in time.

The thought is more than a prickle or a pang. It's an explosion, a road to a future without her. A future she never imagined, never wanted to imagine.

All the future she'd imagined consisted of kisses in the dark and smiles across a bright room and fingers tracing arms and thumbs scraping across cheekbones and dark hair twisted carelessly around a knuckle and limbs slung over stomachs—

Goodbye does not have to go both ways.

It doesn't even have to go one way. Biana never said goodbye, but neither did she. They never made a promise not to grow apart, but Maruca doesn't think it would have mattered.

In the end, it wasn't a clean break.

It was a drawn-out pull, like a strand of yarn from a threadbare sweater. It unraveled so quickly and so suddenly that all of a sudden Maruca was left with threads the size of hairs and no way to weave them back together. It took several months of wondering when it would happen and then all of a sudden she was gone.

Gone.

"I'm scared of losing you," Biana had told her once upon a time. Back before the first time falling apart. Not the Vackers, but them.

Well, great job, Bee. 'Cause now she's fucking terrified.

Biana stirs. 

Fitz is there immediately, thanks to his sixth sense that tells him whenever a sibling is either dying or betraying him. He leans over the bed, hand hovering an inch above her cheek, her hair, the closest he can be.

Maruca was scared for him, of him when she'd arrived. Eyes bloodshot, voice breaking every other word. He'd let go of her hand and then his nails had almost gone through his skin from clenching his fist too hard. He'd tried to smile at her and she caught a glimpse of a wild animal prowling, barely hidden anymore.

Dex had rested a hand on his shoulder, and it calmed and provoked him, sending him pacing and tearing his hands through his hair and eventually, sitting by her bed with his mouth moving, whispering to her what she'd never be able to hear. Dex sat beside him for hours, even if he's gone now, mixing elixirs for the scars that will never truly fade.

Maruca sits on her other side, staring at the bandages and thinking that maybe she should go into healing if only so she'd have some idea of how to be useful.

"Biana," Fitz whispers. Her eyes crack open.

Maruca almost retreats, but she's never hidden before and she refuses to now. She crosses her arms over her knees and twists her fingers together.

"Did we win?" Biana asks, her voice gravelly from sleep and screaming.

Fitz hesitates.

"They saved the city," Maruca says. Biana's eyes widen, flicker over. Then they drink her in like there's no one else she'd rather see and there it is. The reason she fell for her in the first place. That power, that makes her feel like no one else in the world matters, like no one else could make her complete. Maruca clears her throat and refuses to look away. "Linh did. And Sophie, Keefe. They saved Atlantis. Gisela tried to flood it, but they blocked up the barrier, held back the ocean."

Biana tries to sit up, mouth pressing into a fine line as she feels all the bandages over her neck, cheek, arm, and side. Fitz helps her, eyebrows pressed into a worried line. Still, relief eases the tension in his neck, the stiffness in his shoulders.

"So, did we win?" Biana repeats.

"Some will say yes. The Council will say yes." Maruca shrugs. She sees the gray in Biana's skin and can't imagine how it can fit together with victory. "I don't know."

"Sophie's parents," Fitz says. "They're safe. Everyone is safe."

Something eases in Biana's face. "Some losses. Important wins."

"You could say that," Maruca says. Biana looks at her again, and her eyes are tinted red from exhaustion and pain but still they carry with them the Vacker power. The one she's craved and hated for far too many years.

She's absorbed, as everyone ends up some way or another where Biana Vacker is concerned. It's not that she thinks of nothing else, but it is that along with all those other things she's still there, lingering just behind as an echo. Maruca considers a question on her Universe worksheet and finds the stars reflected in teal eyes.

This is the Vacker effect. The pull, the gravity of it enough to harness the moon into orbit. The power leaks from them like tea drips from a teabag once it's turned the boiling water dark. You can sense it when they walk into a room. Any of them, but especially her.

At least, this is what Maruca assumes everyone else sees.

For a moment, the feeling disappears and a weight takes its place in a band around Maruca's throat. The feeling is missing her, and it's not that it abates but that it's overwhelmed by hating her.

In the end, she's the first to look away.

[ofgalaxiesandstars]

Tim nodded. He turned to Rune, "It's probably best to let Gabe front again... C'mon, let's get you two to the bed first."

The boys stood, heading over to the bed to sit down on it. Once they were settled, Rune let Gabe take over again. The poor kid immediately clung to his brother, and Tim held him tightly. He hadn't seen his brother so shaken up since Percy brought Mrs. O'Leary to camp...

He squeezed his brother a bit tighter, just sitting there holding him and humming softly to try and help him come down from the panic.

Another frown. Something that scared Gabe...

"I'll speak with Opal. I can't just let this happen without an explanation, especially if this happens again."

Star Gabe a little side hug squeeze to Rune before heading downstairs to confront their wielder. This couldn't happen again. Why scare him? Why do this at all!?

[prettyqueerwitch]

My Spiritual Book TBR's

This is mainly for me to have a comprehensive list but also might help others in finding books to read!

Marked ♡ means I own the book

Read

• Witchery by Juliet Diaz

• The Green Witch by Arin Murphy-Hiscock

• Witch, Please by Victoria Maxwell

Currently Reading

To Be Read

♡ The Altar Within by Juliet Diaz

♡ Plant Witchery by Juliet Diaz

♡ Encyclopedia of Spirits by Judika Illes

• Encyclopedia of Witchcraft by Judika Illes

• Encyclopedia of Mystics, Saints, & Sages by Judika Illes

• Moon Magic by Diane Ahlquist

♡ The Moon Book by Sarah Faith Gottesdiener

♡ Magical Healing by Hexe Claire

• The Long Lost Friend by John George Hohman

• Hex and Spellwork by Karl Herr

♡ Witchcraft Medicine by Claudia Müller-Ebeling, Christian Rätsch, and Wolf-Dieter Storl

• How to Study Magic by Sarah Lyons

• Love is In The Earth by Melody

• Radical Remedies by Brittany Ducham

♡ Spiritual Ecology by Multiple People (Llewellyn)

♡ A Witch's Shadow Magic Compendium by Raven Digitalis

• The Witch at The Forests Edge by Christine Grace

• Six Ways by Aidan Wachter

♡ Honoring Your Ancestors by Mallorie Vaudoise

• Year of The Witch by Temperance Alden

♡ Weave The Liminal by Laura Tempest Zakroff

♡ The Book of Candle Magic by Madame Pamita and Judika Illes

• The Triumph of the Moon by Ronald Hutton

♡ Folk Witchcraft by Roger J. Horne

♡ Wild Witchcraft by Rebecca Beyer

♡ The Spiral Dance by Starhawk

• Spells for Change by Frankie Castanea

• Utterly Wicked by Dorothy Morrison

♡ Of Blood and Bones by Kate Freuler

♡ The Little Work by Durgadas Allon Duriel

• Entering Hekates Garden by Cyndi Brannen

• Entering Hekates Cave by Cyndi Brannen

• Nordic Runes by Paul Rhys Mountfort

• The Book of Spells by Ella Harrison

• Plants of the Devil by Corinne Boyer

♡ Besom, Stang, and Sword by Christopher Orapello, Tara-Love Maguire

♡ Inner Witch by Gabriela Herstik

♡ Psychic Witch by Mat Auryn

♡ The Black Arts by Richard Cavendish

• Blackthorn's Botanical Magic by Amy Blackthorn

• Astrology for Real Life by Theresa Reed

♡ Seventy-Eight Degrees of Wisdom

• The Trotula by Monica H. Green

• Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer

• Bringing Race to the Table: Exploring Racism in the Pagan Community by Crystal Blanton, Taylor Ellwood, and Brandy Williams

• God Against the Gods by Jonathan Kirsch

• Pure Magic by Judika Illes

• Folk Magic by Mari Silva

• Witches Herbal Primer by Amy Cesari

♡ New World Witchery by Cory Thomas Hutcherson

•Magical Folk Healing by DJ Conway

• The Pagan Book of Days by Nigel Pennick

♡ Lady of The Night by Edain McCoy

♡ Spellcraft for a Magical Year by Sarah Bartlett

♡ The Complete Lenormand Oracle Handbook by Catlín Matthews

♡ Natural Magic by Pamela Ball

♡ Rebel Witch by Kelly-Ann Maddox

♡ The Only Astrology Book You'll Ever Need by Joanna Martine Woolfolk

♡ Mastering Magick by Mat Auryn

♡ In-focus Crystals by Bernice Cockram

♡ The Complete Grimoire by Lidia Pradas

• The Element Encyclopedia of 5000 Spells by Judika Illes

And that took a while but we're done! Will probably update this as I go <3

[sakurajjam]

MASTERLIST DE NOMES MASCULINOS!

Após cut você vai encontrar 102 opções de nomes masculinos, todos foram tirados de textos que já li e alguns de imagens do pinterest, infelizmente, não encontrei créditos em nenhuma delas. As opções não seguem qualquer tipo de aesthetic ou localidade, apenas são nomes que achei bonitos e interessantes, e espero ajudar alguém! 

Ace

Adonis

Aidan

Aiolos

Alastair

Alden

Alistar

Ambrose

Anders

Anteros

Archer

Arien

Arlo

Asher

Benedict

Bennet

Bentley

Bjorn

Blaise

Blaze

Cairus

Caius

Calian

Casper

Caspian

Chivalry

Corbin

Damian

Daudi

Davide

Dawson

Declan

Demetrius

Denver

Derek

Dexter

Dorian

Draco

Draven

Elio

Finnian

Flavian

Flavian

Flynn

Gabe

Gareth

Gavin

Greyson

Gunnar

Harvey

Hayes

Herik

Hugo

Icaro

Jarrel

Javier

Jonah

Kai

Karter

Kenneth

Kieran

Koen

Lars

Laurent

Leonidas

Lino

Lynus

Lucian

Luther

Lysandre

Magnus

Marlon

Mattias

Maverick

Maximillian

Narcissus

Nemesio

Nero

Niklaus

Noah

Percival

Peter

Pierre

Raiden

Raymond

Regulus

Rhysand

Robin

Rodrick

Ronan

Rune

Scorpio

Sean

Severus

Silas

Sylas

Tristan

Valentin

Viktor

Yves

Zarachy

Zayan

[bookwyrminspiration]

Sophie can’t read the more archaic, fancier runes—but it’s said in book one that those are only used formally and aren’t in everyday use. There’s a more simplified everyday alphabet that presumably she has no problem with, as she can read and write in it. Though it is definitely confusing at times. Hope that helps!

If Sophie can't read runes in the Enlightened Language how did she read her textbooks in Study Hall??

[ratsoh-writes]

HEY YALL! Today I’m gonna introduce two new AUs called Draketale and drakefell! Thank you so much @turtleskele for giving me the idea and characters!!

Now to start, yes this AU is about the dragons! In these two AUs, all monsters and humans mixed with dragons ages ago. Almost every person in this au is descended from the drakes at some point! They’re surface AUs meaning the monsters were were always living around humans and vice versa. The monster populations of both AUs are smaller but come with the largest chunk of mages that any au has seen!

The biggest thing this au adds is runes! To explain:

Runes are symbols of protection carved into an object, normally stone or gems, something that’ll last.

What runes can do is act as security. The simplest are just warnings and will alert the owners of the property of intruders. The best can make “domes” that are impossible to pass without clearance, and can even “turn off” any magic in their spaces.

Runes can only be used for protection. There’s been plenty of monsters and witches who’ve tried getting them to change but no one has been successful

Now the difference between the Draketale AUs and the drakefell AUs is what they focused on. The Draketale people inherited their dragons ancestors love for hoards. These people are very materialistic and adore the arts. Many of them have taken over the banks, schools and arts of ebott

The drakefell people inherited their ancestors warlike tendencies. They’re territorial people, enjoy combat and challenges, and take protecting their people very seriously. Many have joined the royal guard, mines or work with runes in some way.

It’s pretty easy to identify a human/mage/monster from Draketale and drakefell. Just look for:

Horns! The most common trait any of these people have are two-six horns on the top of the head. The sizes and shapes vary, but the vast majority (even the humans) have a pair

Slitted eyes. Another trait shared by most monsters and humans, small oval eye openings instead of the normal round ones is really common.

Scaling patterns on the skin. Some monsters and humans have small patches of scales. This is normally reserved for those who have more draconic blood than others

Wings, only those closely descended from the strongest have the large dragon wings of their ancestors.

Now meet the draketale and drakefell bros!!

Draketale:

Alden/Al (Draketale sans):

He’s a draconic skeleton monster standing at 5’5 with bold aqua blue magic. He has smaller horns that curve backwards and smooth standard dragons wings. He is currently 45 years old

Al is a very intelligent monster with a tendency to daydream. He’s an artist at heart and very passionate, but tires easily non his projects making him flighty and unpredictable when it comes to plans and favors. He’s got a mischievous side and likes pulling little pranks on his friends.

He is a professor at ebotts university in the art department! He teaches the sculpting class. He’s also a freelance artist on the side. Al specializes in making figures and scenes out of stone, marble, crystal and metal.

As a draconic monster, Al has the ability to lay down runes. He is fairly decent at this and uses simple ones to protect his artwork.

His special ability is glowing wings. That’s it. And he can’t turn it off either so when he goes to the movies he has to have his wings covered lol

His magic weapon of choice is a baseball bat in the shape of a Roman bust lol. It’s design is terrible when it comes to practical use but man does it look cool.

Hobbies: sculpting of course, collecting crystals and rocks, also collecting old artwork, wine tasting, playing the harp, comedy shows, poker

Loved items: his favorite three rocks are aquamarine, purple amethyst and green Jasper, loves fancy rock pics, gold, old art from any culture, sparkling wine, fancy card decks, operas and instrumentals, hand buzzers, those fancy scented slimes 

Olivander/Ollie (Draketale papyrus):

He is a draconic skeleton monster standing at 6’6 with a light gold magic. He has the standard horns that curl backwards and smooth standard dragon wings. He is currently 40 years old

Ollie is a true collector. He embraces his hoarding nature from his dragon ancestors and loves to surround himself with pretty things and people. Ollie is a real socialite who comes across as sweet, playful and generous but is quite the shrewd businessman underneath. However he also has a heart of gold and strong sense of Justice. Anything he’s collected over the years he’s made sure he earned the right way.

Ollie owns and operates one of the largest banks in ebott. He mainly deals with those around the farm district and mountains but his customers spread all over. He’s known for fair policies and holding up his bargains, but also being harsh on loaners who don’t pay back.

As a draconic monster, ollie has the ability to lay down runes. He is pretty competent, but prefers to hire the local guild to protect his bank and home instead. They’re the true masters

His special ability is fine polish. By rubbing a stone between his fingers he can give it a smooth beautiful polish when he concentrates. He never uses his ability and Al is terribly jealous of it

His magic weapon is a tall and thin staff with ornate pointed spikes on the top end

Hobbies: COLLECTING SHINY SH*T. Jewelry, art, bobbles, weapons, books you name it. If it’s valuable, old and ornate he loves it. He’s also a secret collector of the Batman comics and has a crush on Batman lol. Also likes raising exotic birds, interior design, jogging, book clubs, dance shows, cultural festivals, and poker

Loved items: valuables in general but is particularly keen on tapestries and metalworks, birds, wallpaper and tile samples, bathrobes, perfumes, beginner artists (he supports a lot of them and collects artists like his antiques)

Drakefell:

Barin/Barry:

He is a compact looking draconic skeleton monster. He stands at 5’10 and has a greenish grey magic color. He is currently 48 years old. He is a halfbreed with a brown soul for loyalty

Barin is the definition of duty. He never breaks a promise and always does his work with his all. He has a strong sense of Justice and despises anyone who don’t whole their ends of a bargain. He’s a harsh leader, but also knows a good balance between when to push and when to rest his “subjects”. He has a bit of a hard time allowing himself to unwind when he feels like there’s still things to do, but his loved ones can bully him into it lol. Never ever get into a bet with him. He will win.

Baron was once the leader of his clan. Sadly it’s been disbanded under the new rulers. Nowadays though he leads a guild of rune masters which surprise surprise, is mostly his old clan members lol. They cover the mountain that had the famine monsters trapped, now a large mining complex. They keep the mines maintained and also sell their services to ebott protecting buildings with rune arrays. Even the royal palace uses their runes.

As a draconic monster, Barin has the ability to lay down runes. He is considered a master at the craft and will step away from his leading to do special projects if he’s paid enough ;)

His special ability is gun-concentrate: when he’s injured, if he’s leaking “blood” (ecto), his blood reacts with the sunlight making an explosive liquid. All it needs is a tiny bit of fire to set off. It’s a very dangerous ability as the level of explosion can’t be contained, so he’s extra careful to dodge when fighting

His magic weapon is a two handed long sword with his clans coat of arms on the blade

Hobbies: creating and laying runic arrays, LISTENING TO MUSIC, he’s a massive music nerd and loves every genre, swordfighting, hunting, foraging, pedicures/manicures, stargazing/astronomy

Loved items: musicians, his clan, wild boar meat, beer, telescopes, beautiful sword scabbards, stews, his spell book, the color gold

Arwin/Ari:

He’s a large draconic skeleton standing at 6’8 with darker missy green magic. He is currently 32 years old. He is a half breed with a green soul for kindness

Arwin despite his rough upbringing in the clan always seemed to hold on to his softness. He’s a kind gentle monster and really detests fighting, but is more than capable of doing so if he needs. He’s personable and a smooth talker, he’s very popular despite his scarier looks. Hes very protective over the weaker ones in his “clan”, especially the humans and sees himself as a bit of a knight in shining armor

Arwin was a soldier for the clan and the next in line if anything happened to barin. When the clan disbanded after the crash, he became a part of the guild instead, keeping his role as his brothers loyal second in command. Arwin now works as a sort of spokesman for the guild. He handles contracts and getting the guild new deals. He also settles any conflicts between the members when barin isn’t around.

As a draconic monster, Arwin has the ability to lay down runes. He is considered a master at the craft and goes out often for rune jobs when his paper work isn’t piled up.

His special ability is dolled up: he can make another monsters magic color brighter or even a different shade by placing his hand on their face. It’s only temporary and is a fun party trick

His magic weapon is twin curved blades. They both have the clan coat of arms on the blade.

Hobbies: true crime podcasts, parties and dancing, hunting, rave/techno/fast paced music, laying down runic arrays, sword fighting

Loved items: the color sky blue, his clan, humans, honey comb and honey glazed meats, murder mystery books, dance dance revolution/just dance.

Side characters:

Marcheline (drakefell undyne): the third in command of the guild should anything happen to barin and arwin. She is faithful, incredibly strong, harsh, and has little tolerance for whiners. She trains the new guild members as well as helps keep up the mines. She is an incredibly tall draconic river monster with pitch black scales, moss green hair, and a pair of large curling horns that are dusted gold to match her gold eyes.

Farbon (drakefell grillby) he’s from a rival clan in drakefell but took to modern ebott easily. He is a blacksmith and is known for his intricate gold work. Any jeweler worth their salt buys from him. He works closely with Ollie at times.

Fafnir, the king of Draketale, a large goat monster with pitch black fur, large silver horns and wings. He’s the oldest royal on the lineup and the great grandfather of the Draketale bros. He helps zeus with the budget and regulates the banks loans and business grants. He’s a happy spouse to his beloved mate Delphyne

Delphyne, the queen of Draketale, a large goat monster with four topaz curled horns and a pair of black wings and coal grey fur. She is the queen of Draketale and the great grandmother of the Draketale bros. She is the oldest “toriel” on the rulers lineup and is neck deep in the colleges and art programs of ebott. She’s a happy spouse to her beloved mate fafnir.

[fischerfrey]

oc x oc connections masterpost

an open oc x oc interaction post with all of my characters looking for different relationship dynamics!

this post will be updated with all new additions and when one of the ocs featured becomes unavailable!

preference for mutuals and matching story lines!

if you're interested in any of these ocs, please feel free to message me via dms, asks, or comment on/reblog this post directly!

current available ocs: 15

looking for a love interest: 6

victorian era;

alphonse edevane (intro post)

professor of ancient runes

wealthy background

half-blood

ravenclaw

researcher, explorer

bisexual

starts teaching at around 30 years old

studious, socially awkward, prefers books to people, sweetheart

open for;

love interest (of any gender)

friends

colleagues

harlan rowle (intro post)

born 1874/75?? (depending on the timeline)

slytherin

pureblood

bisexual

a little bitch (derogatory)

a slut (affectionate)

he doesn't really have a set story line yet but maybe some relationship dynamics would help me develop him!

love interest: winona rosewood by @usernoneexistent

open for:

friends

dorm mates

rivals/enemies

ww1 era;

klara belikova (profile)

born 1892

sagittarius

istj

lesbian

pureblood

durmstrang

closed off emotionally, kind of rude, tries to be a better person

open for:

love interest

friendships after school (since in school she's a huge bitch and only hangs out with lexi, kat, and fiete)

rivals/enemies (especially during school)

sydney barlow (profile)

born 1892

aquarius

esfp

slytherin

a little bitch *affectionate*

funny lil guy

love interest: alexej kavinsky by @potionboy3

open for:

friends

dorm-mates

rivals and enemies

leda gaunt (profile)

born 1893

leo

slytherin

isfp

she's the most decent person out of her family

voldemort is her first cousin once removed lol

love interest: lunas avery by @cursed-herbalist

open for:

friends

school acquaintances

dorm-mates

riddle era;

charlotte quinn

born 1924 (ish)

pureblood

slytherin

prefect and head girl

older sister of stephen, aunt of bessie and camron, great grandmother of baby

bisexual (not actively aware of this)

star pupil, compassionate, sheltered childhood

open for:

love interest (of any gender, with the disclaimer that she'll have at least one child at some point)

friends

school rivals

stephen quinn sr.

born 1926 or 1927

classmates with tom riddle

slytherin

pureblood

is among tom's closest circle of friends but doesn't become a death eater later on

regrets his actions as an adult

smart, ambitious, gravitates towards charismatic leaders to get closer to power and influence

love interest: gwendoline quinn, née greengrass

open for:

friends (especially others who are pals with dear old tom)

dorm-mates

rivals

frederica "freddy" of alderly

born sometime in the early 1930s (ish)

firstborn child of edward of alderly and jocelyn somerset

gryffindor (only sibling with magic)

half-blood

bisexual

has a wicked sense of humour and shirks her duties like her dad

oldest of four children but is more often than not doing her own thing and letting her younger brother edwin take on the role of the oldest sibling

open for:

love interest (of any gender)

friends

marauders' era;

brandon "bran" vespertine (intro post)

born 1966

samara's brother

slytherin

half-blood

gay

a mess

tw: substance abuse (this guy is his own trigger warning truly)

love interest: tba

open for:

friends

hpma;

olympia alderly

born 1998

muggleborn (with wizarding roots in her family tree)

beauxbatons

princess<3<3

quincey's sister

laid back, just wants to live her life in peace (that's why wanted to go to beauxbatons for her schooling)

love interest: gaia alden by @cursed-herbalist

open for:

friends

classmates from beauxbatons

anora brindlemore (intro post)

born 1958

ravenclaw

bisexual

professor of defence against dark arts

based on hpma's mysterious dada professor

a mysterious past, several brushes with dark forces

a demanding teacher but ultimately cares deeply about teaching future generations to be able to defend themselves

has two children; bloom, born in 1995, and twyla, born in 1999

bloom's father was a decent guy but he's dead, twyla's father is a dick and not around

trust issues

her children are her priority

love interest: cairo aguilar by @cursebreakerfarrier

open for;

colleagues

friends

bloom brindlemore (anora's intro post, lol)

born in 1995

slytherin

pureblood

son of anora brindlemore, professor of dada

half-brother of twyla

quidditch player, jock supreme

gay

mummy issues

identity crisis 24/7

not in touch with his emotions

love interest: tba

open for:

friends

dorm-mates

rivals

next gen;

apollyon "polly" byrn

born around 1993

vampire

slytherin

brother of ella

gay

kind of evil

assassin

be gay do crime

love interest: idris potter by @potionboy3

open for:

enemies😈

imogen everlane (intro post)

born 2005

ravenclaw

half-blood

bisexual

musician

aloof, eccentric

she's probably not very well-adjusted ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

open for:

love interest (of any gender)

friends

dorm-mates

rivals

misc;

aada aarnintytär (intro post)

born in the 1600s, immortal

bisexual

half-blood

avid user of blood magic and other sort of shady magicks

"do not cite the deep magic to me bitch, i was there when it was written"

finnish but has lived in soooo many countries during the centuries

sister of loviisa and aino

former carefree social butterfly turned vigilante to avenge the death of her younger sister during the witch trials

*vigilante shit by tswift playing in the background*

open for:

love interest (of any gender) for any time period since the 1600s but preferably for modern times

friends

enemies

[wandering-free-and-queer]

Wander's Library

I have a lot of books. Be warned.

Physical Books:

The Complete Book of Dreams- Stephanie Gatling

Tarot for Self Care- Minerva Siegel

Queering the Tarot- Cassandra Snow

The Complete Dream Book- Gillian Holloway

The Alchemy of Your Dreams- Athena Laz

Moon Magic- Aurora Kane

Handbook Trio (Herbal, House, and Moon Magic)- Aurora Kane

Living by the Moon- Lunarly’s Kiki Ely

Your Lunar Code- Lori Reid

The Stars Within You- Juliana McCarthy

Dirtbag Astrology- Alberto Toribio

Astrology and Religion Among the Greeks and Romans- Franz Cumont

The Beginner’s Guide to Akashic Records- Whitney Jefferson Evans

Crystals- Jennie Harding

A Field Guide to Lucid Dreaming- Tuccillo, Zeizel, and Peisel

Lighting the Wick- Sandra Mariah Wright and Leanne Marrama

The Ancient Healing Companion- Misha Ruth Cohen, O.M.D.

The Practical Book of Witchcraft- Pamela Ball

The Everything Astrology Book- Trish MacGregor

The Complete Book of Palmistry- Joyce Wilson

Wicca: A Guide for the Solitary Practitioner- Scott Cunningham

Living Wicca- Scott Cunningham

Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs- Scott Cunningham

The Pagan Family- Ceisiwr Serith

Wiccapedia- Shawn Robbins and Leanna Greenaway

The Good Witch’s Guide- Shawn Robbins and Charity Bedell

The Crystal Witch- Shawn Robbins and Leanna Greenaway

The Witch’s Way- Shawn Robbins and Leanna Greenaway

Wiccan Kitchen- Lisa Chamberlain

Psychic Spellcraft- Shawn Robbins and Leanna Greenaway

A Little Bit of Intuition- Catharine Allen

A Little Bit of Wicca- Cassandra Eason

12,000 Dreams Interpreted- Gustavus Hindman Miller

I Don’t Want to be an Empath Anymore- Ora North

Spellwork for Self Care

Witchcraft Therapy- Mandi Em

Happy Witch- Mandi Em

The Witch’s Book of Self Care- Arin Murphy-Hiscock

The House Witch- Arin Murphy-Hiscock

The Green Witch- Arin Murphy-Hiscock

The Green Witch’s Grimoire- Arin Murphy-Hiscock

The Green Witch’s Garden- Arin Murphy Hiscock

The Modern Witchcraft Guide to Magical Herbs- Judy Ann Nock

The Modern Witchcraft Spellbook- Skye Alexander

The Modern Guide to Witchcraft- Skye Alexander

Spellcrafting- Arin Murphy Hiscock

Divination- Alida Somars

1001 Spells- Cassandra Eason

Witchcraft Magic and Alchemy- Grillot de Givry

Other Physical Media:

Moon Magic Lunar Oracle- Marie Bruce

Moon Energy Guided Journal- Nikki Strange

Manifesting Dreams Guided Workbook

Spellcraft: A Guided Journal for Casting, Cleansing, and Blessing

Magazines:

Prevention Guide All-Natural Herbal Remedies

Centennial Entertainment: Witches

360 Media Special: The Story of Witches

National Geographic: Natures Best Remedies

Ebooks:

The Study of Witchcraft- Deborah Lipp

Braiding Sweetgrass- Robin Kimmerer

Queering Your Draft- Cassandra Snow

Herbal Magick- Gerina Dunwich

An Anarchist Free Herbal Zine

City Magick- Christopher Penczak

A History of Witchcraft in England from 1558-1718- Wallace Notestein

Italian Folk Magic- Mary-Grace Fahrun

Love Magic- Lilith Dorsey

Magic When You Need It- Judika Illes

Magical Astrology- Skye Alexander

Personal Magic- Marion Weinstein

Plant Witchery- Juliet Diaz

Positive Magic- Marion Weinstein

Reading the Runes- Kim Farnell

Viridarium Umbris- David A Schulke

Spellcrafting- Gerina Dunwich

The Big Book of Tarot- Joan Bunning

The discoverie of witchcraft- Reginald Scot

The Witch’s Eight Paths of Power- Lady Sable Aradia

The Witch’s Guide to Wands- Gypsey Elaine Teague

True Magic- Draja Mickaharic

Water Witchcraft- Annwyn Avalon

Wicca Made Easy- Phyllis Curott

Wishcraft- Sakura Fox

Witch, Please- Victoria Maxwell

Witchcraft Activism- David Salisbury

Witchery: Embrace the Wisdom Within- Juliet Diaz

Year of the Witch- Temperance Alden

Books that aren’t directly about witchcraft but I incorporate them into my witchcraft studies because they’re useful AF:

The Seven Sisters of Sleep- Mordecai Cooke

The Watkins Dictionary of Symbols-Jack Tresidder

Mythology- Edith Hamilton

The Audubon Society Field Guide to North American Wildflowers

The Greek View of Life- G. Lowes Dickinson

The Calm and Cozy Book of Sleep- Beth Wyatt

RD Home Handbooks: Herbs- Lesley Bremness

PDR for Herbal Medicines First Edition

The Book of Signs- Rudolf Koch

Other Occult Related Books:

The Satanic Bible- Anton Szandor LaVey

The Satanic Rituals- Anton Szandor LaVey

Quantum Freedom: Divine Embodiment- “The Spirit Collective” Channeled by Katherine D. Caulfield (I’m deadass, that’s what’s on the book cover)

Mythology Books:

The Odyssey-Homer

The Iliad- Homer

New LaRousse Encyclopedia of Mythology

Percy Jackson’s Greek Gods and Percy Jackson’s Greek Heroes- Rick Riordan (Not even remotely sorry lmao)

Zeus Grants Stupid Wishes- Cory O’Brien

The Argonautica- Apollonius Rhodius

The Theogony- Hesiod

[ofgalaxiesandstars]

“Yami! Gods dammit, get back here— you need to get hosed down before you can go back inside!” Haruki huffed, continuing to chase his brother.

Yami gave a roarbark, jumping around a bit and dodging his brother. He was surprised by the sudden pounce of the bigger were, though didn’t seem bothered in the slightest as he barked again and jumped to pounce on Ruby— perhaps trying to playfully nip at the older wolf’s ear.

Rune headed inside, glancing at the sleeping blond on the floor with curiosity. He looked up as he heard footsteps, and a new face appeared in the entryway from the kitchen. Sora blinked in some surprise and confusion to see the boy, sending a questioning thought to his husband.

“Water good… Teleport magic is tiring.” Rune mumbled a bit— perhaps also just not that excited to see his brother again, “Should call Tim or Breaker, though. Might be worried…”

@theheartmuncher

theheartmuncher​:

ofgalaxiesandstars​:​

Rune blinked at Ruby, then frowned a bit and took a step away, “Sorry. Gabe scared– can’t get close.”

He frowned a little again, looking a bit annoyed, “Hawk good at leaving.” Ouch. He nodded a little, “I’m new. Uhm… Bad things happened,” He reached back to gently tap his heart– looking a little uneasy about how exposed it was. He’d already had his heart ripped out of his very being, he didn’t much like the idea that it could be damaged so easily with where it sat, “Bad wolves…”

He glanced at the archway, then to Fang, and would wait for the older man’s cue before he’d step through. On the other side, Haruki was chasing Yami with the hose in the yard, Hoshi was sitting on the porch watching them, and Zao was… Well, either up in his room, or on his favorite spot on the roof.

@theheartmuncher​

While it was a tight squeeze, Ruby stayed behind for a bit to allow Rune to go through the archway.

At least there was already a puppy that was excitedly running around! His tail wagged a bit to see Yami before bounding after him in a pounce. At least to enjoy running and playing before trying to go hang out with the new puppy.

@thundergoodspeed​

Fang gave the crystal a curious look, then a look of hatred crossed his face at the words “bad wolves”. “Oh, I knew them,” he growled. “So you were among the newly rescued. I sincerely hope this is the last we hear of those two.”

He headed through the portal first, positioning himself between the opening and the yard when he saw Yami playing around. He nudged the boy toward the door as he watched Ruby join the fun. “Well, we know where all the canines are,” he said, watching them fondly before heading in. “Theron will be inside. He doesn’t have an overt fondness for wolves, either--Oh, for fuck’s sake, Ryuji.”

The blond was laying sprawled on the living room floor, his prosthetic leaning against the coffee table and his face stuck to an open volume of Black Clover. He was snoring like a lawn mower.

“I told him to move up to his room if he was tired,” he sighed. “Well, let’s check in Zao’s room. Unless you’d like to stay down here, perhaps get a drink of water.”

@ofgalaxiesandstars​

[funkylildragonfella]

My hoards of names & pronouns!

Names

Doctor/Doc

Lu/Lucifer

Void

Eleven/11

Ouroboros/Ouri

Nemo/Nem/Nemmy

Ophion/Ophis

Mnemosyne/Mneme

Jinx

Dot

Solace

Clover

Nexus

Vortex

Limbo

Nova

Veil

Ghost

Echo

Sirpa

Sephtis

Achlys

Reeva

Ness

Glitch

Cian

Teal

Calypso

Trinket

Fidget

Cavity

Doll

Static

Scythe

Abyss

Crow

Kelpie

Wisp

Vig

Onyx

Opal

Thistle

Diamont

Nettle

Oran

Obsidian

Palloc

Juniper

Solace

Alden

Kay

Key

Lock

Puppet

Echo

Birdie

Ash

Shep

Nydia

Shadow

Fenn

Gill

Canto

Coral

Linu

Scar

pronouns

abyss/abyss

algae/algaes

antique/antiques

babble/babbles

bat/bats

beep/beeps

bite/bites

bizarre/bizarres

blendy/blendys

blob/blobs

blub/blubs

blue/blues

blur/blurs

boing/boings

bouncy/bouncys

bow/tie

bubble/bubbles

bug/bugs

bun/buns

cae/caer

cat/cats

chain/chains

chameo/chameos

chaos/chaoss

chomp/chomps

chord/chords

claw/claws

clock/clocks

cloud/clouds

clover/clovers

coin/coins

comet/comets

confusy/confusys

cool/cools

coral/coral

crab/crabs

creature/creatures

crow/crows

cry/crys

crypt/crypts

cub/cubs

cuddle/cuddles

cyan/cyans

cy/cyber

dark/darks

deep/deeps

deer/deers

depth/depths

dino/dinos

dipper/dippers

dive/dives

doc/docs

doll/dolls

dragon/dragons

drake/drakes

dream/dreams

drift/drifts

drizz/drizzles

drop/drops

dust/dusts

eclipse/eclipses

eerie/eeries

end/ends

eon/eons

eternity/eternitys

explodey/explodeys

ey/em

fade/fades

fall/fallen

fang/fangs

fawn/fawns

feather/feathers

fez/fezzes

fin/fins

fish/fishes

fizz/fizz

flame/flames

flap/flaps

flare/flares

flick/flicks

flight/flights

flinch/flinchs

float/floats

flock/flocks

fluff/fluffs

fog/fogs

fractal/fractals

frill/frills

frisk/frisks

fur/furs

fuzzy/fuzzys

gill/gills

glacier/glaciers

glide/glides

glimmer/glimmers

glitch/glitch's

gloom/glooms

glow/glows

gravity/gravity's

grawr/grawrs

growl/growls

gull/gulls

gup/gups

harmony/harmonys

haunt/haunts

he/him

hiss/hiss

hoard/hoards

hour/glass

howl/howls

hug/hugs

hum/hums

hydra/hydras

ice/ices

it/its

ix/ixs

jam/jams

jelly/jellys

jelly/fish

jinx/jinxs

jump/jumps

kelpie/kelpies

key/keys

leviathan/leviathans

liminal/liminals

lock/locks

loop/loops

lu/lu's

lumi/lumis

lyric/lyrics

mar/mars

mavity/mavity's

meep/meeps

meow/meows

mer/mers

mix/mex

moon/light

moon/moons

moss/mosses

mud/muds

myst/mysts

myth/myths

nap/naps

ne/nym

nebula/nebulas

nem/nems

nest/nests

night/light

night/mare

nix/nix

nom/noms

nova/novas

oak/oaks

ocean/oceans

odd/odds

orb/orbs

orbit/orbits

other/others

paint/paints

past/pasts

pastel/pastels

paw/paws

pebble/pebbles

per/pers

phantom/phantoms

pin/pins

pit/pits

planet/planets

play/plays

plushie/plushies

pond/ponds

puff/puffs

punk/punks

pup/pups

purr/purrs

quail/quails

quest/quests

rai/rais

rain/rains

rarity/raritys

rat/rats

rattle/rattles

rawr/rawrs

ray/rays

reef/reef

ribbon/ribbons

ripple/ripples

river/rivers

rock/rocks

rot/rots

ruffle/ruffles

rumble/rumbles

rune/runes

sand/sands

scale/scales

scratch/scratches

sea/seas

seal/seals

serpent/serpents

shadow/shadows

shark/sharks

sharp/sharps

shed/sheds

shell/shells

shore/shores

silly/sillys

silk/silks

sing/sings

siren/sirens

sleep/sleeps

slither/slithers

sly/slys

smol/smols

snap/snaps

soft/softs

sol/solar

song/songs

soul/souls

space/spaces

spacey/wacey

spark/sparks

spike/spike

spin/spins

spirit/spirits

splash/splashes

squeak/squeaks

squeal/squeals

squid/squids

star/stars

static/statics

steam/punk

stellar/stellars

stim/stims

sting/stings

stream/streams

stuffie/stuffies

swamp/swamps

tail/tails

thalassa/thalassas

they/them

thing/things

thorn/thorns

tide/tides

tilt/tilts

time/times

timey/wimey

tiredy/tiredys

torn/torns

toy/toys

travel/travels

trinket/trinkets

tune/tunes

twirl/twirls

uh/uhm

uncanny/uncannys

unknown/unknowns

vast/vasts

void/voids

water/waters

wave/waves

weep/weeps

whale/whales

whisp/whisp

who/whom

wibbly/wobbly

wolf/wolfs

worm/worms

wyrm/wyrms

zey/zem

[gobboguy]

Songs of Power Part 4: The Domination of Gelbeg

Chapter 1: The Thorned Citadel

In the heart of the Kingdom of Farfield, where emerald forests met rolling meadows, the city bore the weight of impending doom. The air was thick with tension, echoing the whispers of impending war. Farfield, a land of once-tranquil beauty, now braced itself against the impending storm. The sun, usually a golden embrace, now cast a somber shadow across the land as if mourning the peace that was about to be shattered.

Amidst this atmosphere of apprehension, the city's grandeur stood resolute. Majestic spires and towering walls, once adorned with vibrant banners, were now draped in a solemn black, a mark of the grim times that had befallen them. The city of Farfield was a bastion of hope, the last line of defense against the encroaching darkness.

In the heart of the city, within the walls that had seen generations rise and fall, Alden, the Sword of the Forest, stood tall. His eyes, a piercing shade of green that mirrored the ancient trees of the forest he hailed from, were filled with determination. Clad in armor as dark as the night, he gripped his magic sword, Eleanor, with hands that bore the scars of countless battles.

Alden's muscles ached as he raised Eleanor high, channeling his magic through the blade. The sword, adorned with intricate runes that glowed with an ethereal light, hummed with power. With a sweeping motion, Alden summoned a barrier of thorns, thick and sharp, rising high above the city walls. Each thorn was a testament to his will, a shield woven from nature's wrath to protect his people from the impending onslaught.

The effort was monumental, and the strain showed on Alden's face. Beads of sweat trickled down his furrowed brow, mingling with the dirt and grime of battle. His breaths came in ragged gasps, and his limbs trembled from exhaustion. Yet, he pressed on, fueled by a singular thought that kept him standing amidst the tempest of his weariness – his love for Elara, the goblin enchantress whose laughter was as melodic as the wind rustling through the leaves. She was his anchor, his reason to fight.

But it wasn't just Elara who kept him going. Alden's heart swelled with the love he held for their two secret treasures, Twig and Leaf, the twins born of their forbidden union. They were the embodiment of their love, the fragile yet resilient blooms in the midst of chaos. The thought of their innocent smiles, their laughter that echoed through the hidden alcove they called home, kindled a fire within Alden's weary soul.

As the thorns rose higher, forming an impenetrable barrier around Farfield, Alden's vision blurred, and the world around him swayed like a mirage. He was on the verge of collapsing, his body pushed to its limits. But he couldn't afford to rest, not when the safety of his people hung in the balance.

With a final surge of determination, Alden channeled the last remnants of his strength into Eleanor, reinforcing the thorned barrier until it stood tall and unyielding. The city was now encased in a fortress of nature's wrath, a testament to Alden's unwavering resolve.

Breathing heavily, Alden lowered his sword, the weight of his efforts finally settling upon him. He stumbled, almost falling, but he managed to stay on his feet. His chest heaved with every labored breath, and his limbs shook with the aftermath of his magical exertion.

The Kingdom of Farfield was now shielded by his sacrifice, but the battle had only just begun. Beyond the thorns, the Orc army led by the fallen Swordmaster Ionia and her daughter, the proclaimed Orc Saint Ulf, lurked like a gathering storm. Alden knew that the days ahead would test not just his strength, but the very fabric of his resolve.

Gathering the last shreds of his energy, Alden turned his gaze towards the distant horizon where the first tendrils of night were weaving through the fading light of day. The stars began to twinkle in the vast canvas of the evening sky, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there was a glimmer of hope.

With Elara and their children in his heart, Alden vowed to defend his home, his people, and the love that had become his sanctuary. He knew that the Thorned Citadel, standing tall and proud, was not just a barrier of thorns but a symbol of their collective will to endure, to fight, and to survive against all odds.

And so, under the vast expanse of the night sky, Alden, the Sword of the Forest, stood as the guardian of Farfield, ready to face the coming storm with unwavering courage and undying love.

Meanwhile, in the heart of Farfield castle, where the echoes of Alden's efforts reverberated, Elara, the goblin enchantress, toiled tirelessly in her alchemist laboratory. The room was a symphony of colors and aromas, filled with the heady scent of rare herbs and the soft glow of enchanted vials. Shelves lined with mysterious ingredients, shimmering powders, and gleaming crystals framed her workspace, creating an otherworldly atmosphere.

With nimble fingers, Elara meticulously measured and mixed potions, her eyes narrowed in concentration. The alchemical brews she crafted were not just elixirs; they were hope distilled into liquid form. Each vial she filled, each concoction she brewed, was a testament to her unwavering determination to protect her family and her people.

Elara's hands moved with practiced grace, her long, delicate fingers expertly handling the delicate glassware. Her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of emerald, glittered with determination as she worked tirelessly, her mind racing with thoughts of how to counter the newfound intelligence and strength of the Orc army.

The Serpent Crown, a cursed relic of ancient power, had transformed Ulf, the Orc Saint, and her kin into formidable adversaries. Under its influence, the once-feral Orcs now possessed the intellect and stature of the late Orc Lord Gelbeg, making them even more dangerous opponents. Elara knew that countering such a potent enchantment required not just skill, but ingenuity beyond measure.

Hour after hour, she experimented with rare herbs, exotic oils, and enchanted essences, her brow furrowed in concentration. Her alchemist's robes, adorned with intricate symbols of protection, swirled around her like a colorful aura, imbued with the magic she channeled into her work.

In her pursuit of a solution, Elara delved deep into ancient tomes, her eyes scanning pages filled with arcane symbols and forgotten wisdom. Candles flickered, casting eerie shadows on the walls, as she whispered incantations, seeking guidance from the spirits of her ancestors. Her goblin heritage, steeped in the ancient traditions of magic, lent her a unique perspective, enabling her to explore avenues others might overlook.

Days turned into nights, and yet Elara's determination did not waver. She mixed brews that shimmered like stardust and glowed with an ethereal light. She concocted oils that smelled of blooming meadows and whispered promises of protection. Each creation was a testament to her intelligence, her resourcefulness, and her love for her family.

But despite her relentless efforts, the solution eluded her. The enchantment of the Serpent Crown seemed impenetrable, its grip on the Orcs unyielding. With each failed attempt, frustration clawed at the edges of her resolve. Yet, she refused to succumb to despair.

For Elara, it was not just the fate of Farfield that hung in the balance; it was the future of her children, Twig and Leaf. Their innocent laughter, their curious eyes, were the driving force behind her tireless work. She envisioned a world where they could grow up without the fear of war, where they could bask in the sunlight without the looming shadow of the Orc army.

And so, with renewed determination, Elara continued her work. Her potions bubbled and hissed, filling the room with the scent of magic. Her oils glimmered with the promise of protection, reflecting the flickering candlelight. The alchemist's laboratory, once a place of quiet discovery, now thrummed with urgency and purpose.

"I will protect you," she vowed, her words carried on the morning breeze. "I will protect all of Farfield."

Meanwhile,

In the war room of Farfield's grand palace, King Roderick stood at a large map spread across a polished oak table, his fingers tracing the coastline where the port lay like a vulnerable jewel. His eyes, a piercing shade of emerald reminiscent of the deep sea, bore a weight of responsibility as heavy as the crown upon his head. Beside him stood Aquata, her eyes as deep and blue as the ocean, her hair the color of vibrant seaweed cascading down her back. She wore a skirt woven from the finest kelp and a bikini top fashioned from delicate starfish, her enchanting beauty accentuated by the soft glow of the room's magical illumination.

On the other side of the king stood Queen Arista, regal and poised, her eyes as azure as the sky on a clear summer day. Her flowing blonde hair framed her face like a golden halo, and she wore a queen's dress, adorned with pearls and intricate designs that shimmered like moonlight on the water. Her voice, though gentle, carried the weight of wisdom earned through centuries of rule.

"Your Majesty," Queen Arista spoke, her voice melodic like a mermaid's song but tinged with concern, "we cannot underestimate the danger posed by the Orc alliance with the Naga. If they succeed in their unholy alliance, our waters will become a battleground, and the safety of our people will be compromised."

King Roderick nodded solemnly, his eyes reflecting the gravity of the situation. "I understand the stakes, Queen Arista," he replied, his voice firm with determination. "Once Farfield is defended, I promise you ships and warriors to aid in driving the Naga from your home. Our alliance is a bond of honor, and we will stand by our merpeople brethren."

Aquata, her blue eyes wide with admiration, looked at King Roderick with a newfound respect. His commitment to their cause, his unwavering determination, struck a chord within her. Despite the dire circumstances, she found herself captivated by his leadership, his courage, and his willingness to protect not only his own kingdom but also the realms beyond his borders.

In that moment, something shifted within the usually asexual and aromantic King Roderick. A subtle flush crept up his cheeks, his emerald eyes meeting Aquata's azure gaze. It was a momentary vulnerability, a flicker of something unspoken passing between them. The weight of his responsibilities seemed to momentarily lift as he met her gaze, and for the first time in a long while, he felt a connection, a spark that defied the boundaries he had always known.

Clearing his throat, King Roderick composed himself, his regal demeanor returning. "We shall reinforce the port, strengthen our defenses, and prepare for the Orc onslaught," he declared, his voice steady once more. "Farfield will not fall, and together, we shall drive the Naga from your home, Queen Arista. This I promise."

With his proclamation, the room filled with a sense of renewed purpose. Aquata's admiration for the king deepened, and King Roderick, though his heart fluttered with an unfamiliar emotion, stood tall, his commitment unwavering. In the face of impending danger, alliances were forged, and unlikely connections bloomed, setting the stage for the battles yet to come.