#cieltus sisters

[roses-and-arrows]

Gather What They May

The sun was well put of sight as the moon peeks from being the looming clouds onto Kul Tiras. Citizens of Drustvar had returned to their homes and hearths even before dusk had fully settled in. The time since the Cieltus' arrivals had allowed them to meditate or rest before Ayame and Dithaya would venture into the darkened forest. It was suspposed to be only a scouting mission, but when had things actually gone according to plan for the archer as of late? Two dead subordiants and one now cowering back at the Inn was what she had to deal with. If anything this was a chance for fresh air even if the situation was dire.

Even after a night of rainfall, the hoof marks in the mud and road could be seen that led the two elves to the previous perch. Dismounting their horse, they leave the steed tied at a post to prevent it fron running off. And with slinging the rifle around to her front, the archer readies for anything that may try to jump out at them. Gods did she despise using a gun, but it got the job done nonetheless.

"Keep close and dim your gaze, we wouldn't want them to see us just yet," Dithaya's voice remaining low for only the two to hear as they tread onward. "Unless necessary, do not engage unless they are truly lost."

What Dithaya had described to Amaris was mild to what they would find this time. The witches had decided to gather all their remaining captives into the center of the clearing. Some sway to each side in a mindless manner, other rigid in movement of a risen corpse. Even amongst them were the Straus, Maria sickly looking with darkened ichor that decorated her front, Thomas with his head back and mouth slacked to the side. The wound in his chest wide enough that the two elves could see right through to the other side. Some of the villagers that hadn't been tainted by the witches held one another and cowered in the center. Beings made of wicker and bone skulking around the area for any intruders. Their creators within small groups around the blue flame pits for incantations, a total of six by the look of it. At the far end, a large effigy adorn with skulls, spines, flesh, and brambles looming over as if their deity watched over their labors.

"What do you suggest? We do have the element of surprise here, but for how long is uncertain," she whispers to the sister, but never turning her eyes away from the scene before them.

( @amariscieltus )

[a-cieltus]

Looking for Roleplay: Amaris Cieltus

✴✴THE BASICS ✴✴

Age: Equivalent to a forty-year-old human, who looks as if she's still in her late twenties early thirties. 

Race: Sin’dorei

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Birthday: July 31 Sexual Orientation: Straight

Relationship Status: In a relationship (Anandor Goldenflame)

✴✴ PHYSICAL APPEARANCE ✴✴

Hair: Raven dark hair, styled straight, with two braids. (refer to the artwork) 

Eyes: Golden

Height: 5'3″

Build: Lean, muscular.

Distinguishing Marks: Scar on the right eye, starting from her brow bone to about mid-cheek. Missing her left ring finger. Tattoos:  From oldest to newest; Arrow and Sword intersecting one another with a ‘C” in the center behind her right ear. Darkspear tribal work done on her right, left bicep starting from her shoulder, about a quarter f the way down. Inner left ring finger, ‘Rayna,’ is written in cursive. (This finger was removed, but still wanted to note this is what she had, in case of past affiliations)  Two ravens on her right collar bone. Likeness: Adelaide Kane   Art done by-Ayie_OlaerArt on Artists & Clients!

✴✴ Personal Information  ✴✴ 

Profession: Amaris is retired from both The Argent Crusade and the Blood Knight order. She has recently re-joined the ranks of the Blackheart Accord. Amaris is an influential politician and diplomat as well. 

Hobbies:  Training, cooking, gardening, poetry reading, and sometimes writing. Piano playing, and sometimes if you catch her in the right mood, you can find her signing.

Languages:  Fluent in Thalassian, Common, Orcish, Darnassian, Pandaren, and Zandali.

Birthplace:  Hearthglen

Religion:  The Light ✴✴ Family ✴✴

Father: Jigaro Cieltus (D) Mother: Relinari Windstrider-Cieltus (D) Siblings: Vesorian Cieltus (D) Qunarius Cieltus, Ayame Cieltus Children: Rayna Cieltus Other Relatives: Sister in law, and a few distant cousins. ✴✴ Traits ✴✴ Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

✴✴ Looking For ✴✴

The writer is chill and easy-going, mainly going with the flow on how things turn out; long term or short term. Random encounters, pre-established relationships. Cross faction friendly, and highly encouraged with this character.

✴✴ Contact & Additional info ✴✴

Through prompts, and asks via tumblr. Discord can be exchanged up request, as well as bnet tag :)  Feel free to randomly throw something my way! The writer is LGBTQ+ Friendly! Server: WrA Atl Code:160

------------------------------------------------------------------------ It has been a while since I have worked Amaris on Tumblr, heck in general. I’m super excited to create and write new stories and adventures with everyone!  @wraconnect​ @wracentral​

[roses-and-arrows]

Shedding Light On The Situation

(Continued from ‘Gather What They May’ )

Slowly but surely, the pain that radiated throughout her entire form began to recede as Amaris poured Light magic into her. For once she was able to take a deep breath as she tilts her head back. “Mind the ribs,” she mutters with a slight wince from doing so. At least without pain clouding her thoughts, she could begin to recall all that had occurred while her and Ayame were out there. After a moment, she looks up to Amaris and sighs.

“Believe me, I have no intentions on heading back out there if I can help it,” she shifts her legs a little to stretch them as they grew stiff. “Your sister was amazing out there, I’ll have to thank her when she’s up and about. As for the rest out there, it may be wise that you two do go out there,” she adds while glancing over to Jera. “So long as you’re not too drained to do so. Ask who you need to, but I’m not sure you’ll get that many answers out of them right away. From what I can tell, the Light and fire would be your best weapons to get rid of them. There were six there tonight, no telling just how many actually lurk in the woods.”

“Six witches and they were able to do this much damage?” Jera rubs her hands while watching the healing process from the side, the Light’s presence alone was enough to make her jittery and uneasy. 

“Possibly more considering we had gotten there when they had converted possibly more villagers than I had initially thought. And that thing, they created felt like one of the Scourge’s constructs back in Northrend. Screaming souls, lichfire, bones, all of it.”

Jera steadies herself as she takes a deep breath to exhale through her nose nodding along with Dithaya’s words. A hand soon coming up to her mouth while crossing the other arm across her chest in thought. “Fire and Light..” she murmurs. “We could manage that, I haven’t been able to just yet because the situation hasn’t needed it.. If Lady Cieltus is able, I think we could do it.”

( @amariscieltus)

[roses-and-arrows]

Jera couldn't help but constantly wring her fingers while sitting there. She was already nervous on the fact they were going to go back out into the forest, but adding someone that exuded the Light didn't help her any. It was the first she genuinely regretted being what she was now.

"B-But she's not alone, Ms. Rosefeather is with her. I would say she's in good hands compared to being stuck with me. They'll make it, I know they will!" She straightens up with a small hint of certainty in her statement.

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Dithaya never brought her gaze back to Ayame, but that didn't mean she wasn't listening. As she spoke, her eyes dart about for any form of vantage point she could reach within a matter of minutes at the most. Though her asking if she could snipe did make her shift her gaze to look at her through her peripheral, a smirk playing her lips at it.

"Can I snipe? That's as if asking an archer if they know how to nock an arrow," she shakes her head and rises from her crouch, but still remains low to the ground. "As much as I would love to question one of these witches, it wouldn't be in the best interest to try and drag one back. We have no idea just how many they have control over or what they control. Go ahead and do what you need for the mist, the more advantages we have the better at this point. There will be no holding back here, once I need you to move as fast as you can to dispatch anything that gets in your way."

With that she splits off from Ayame to crawl around the perimeter of the area. Slowly she crrps around until finding the perfect perch just behind the effigy on a ridge. She lays on her stomach, nestled the butt of her rifle just below her arm pit, the barrel rested on a broken log to stabilize. Her fire waiting on the trigger for when the fog rolled in. All she could hear was the faint sound of her heart and the distant sounds of below. Her breathing slow and steady only to hold for a split second when the fog was just thick enough and..

click-BANG!

The first shot bore through side of a witches head as her body soon ignited thanks to the elf's round. Each bullet having a rune carved in to indicate fire and what little magic she could muster to feed into the shot. The witch flails about wildly in the last few seconds of her life until being fully consumed by flames and crashing into one of her sisters. Chaos soon errupts in the clearing as captives screamed for their lives. What witches remain scramble about to find the source, but the echo of gunfire was hard to pinpoint. Now was the time to strike!

( @ayamecieltus )

Gather What They May

The sun was well put of sight as the moon peeks from being the looming clouds onto Kul Tiras. Citizens of Drustvar had returned to their homes and hearths even before dusk had fully settled in. The time since the Cieltus’ arrivals had allowed them to meditate or rest before Ayame and Dithaya would venture into the darkened forest. It was suspposed to be only a scouting mission, but when had things actually gone according to plan for the archer as of late? Two dead subordiants and one now cowering back at the Inn was what she had to deal with. If anything this was a chance for fresh air even if the situation was dire.

Even after a night of rainfall, the hoof marks in the mud and road could be seen that led the two elves to the previous perch. Dismounting their horse, they leave the steed tied at a post to prevent it fron running off. And with slinging the rifle around to her front, the archer readies for anything that may try to jump out at them. Gods did she despise using a gun, but it got the job done nonetheless.

“Keep close and dim your gaze, we wouldn’t want them to see us just yet,” Dithaya’s voice remaining low for only the two to hear as they tread onward. “Unless necessary, do not engage unless they are truly lost.”

What Dithaya had described to Amaris was mild to what they would find this time. The witches had decided to gather all their remaining captives into the center of the clearing. Some sway to each side in a mindless manner, other rigid in movement of a risen corpse. Even amongst them were the Straus, Maria sickly looking with darkened ichor that decorated her front, Thomas with his head back and mouth slacked to the side. The wound in his chest wide enough that the two elves could see right through to the other side. Some of the villagers that hadn’t been tainted by the witches held one another and cowered in the center. Beings made of wicker and bone skulking around the area for any intruders. Their creators within small groups around the blue flame pits for incantations, a total of six by the look of it. At the far end, a large effigy adorn with skulls, spines, flesh, and brambles looming over as if their deity watched over their labors.

“What do you suggest? We do have the element of surprise here, but for how long is uncertain,” she whispers to the sister, but never turning her eyes away from the scene before them.

( @amariscieltus )

[roses-and-arrows]

The man closed his eyes as the Light washed over him to ease the ache in his bones and what seemed to trouble him. Arms still around his wife, he had no intention of letting her go again or being pulled away if he could help it.

"The witches that have causin' so much trouble are from the Heartsbane Coven. Bunch of good fer nothin' banshees that have been hauntin' these woods fer centuries," he spat the words out, shaking a little until feeling his wife squeeze his waist. "On...the other side of the mountains lay the Crimson Forest, they all gather there for the most part and do what they want. No one from this side dares cross over the ridge while the witches come this way. Are you..wantin' to really go after them?" His tired gaze bouncing between Amaris and Jera, fearful for their lives.

"We are," Jera said confidently as she smiles toward the man. "We want nothing more than to help all of you have peace of mind and not have to worry about this again."

Dithaya shifts in her seat with an arm draped across her midsection as she turns her head to listen to the others. It seemed they had matters under control for now and it was their turn to help these people. A sharp grunt escaping her as she sits up seeing the mists trail toward her. Her eyes following it up the stairs and she makes her way to Ayame.

"You don't need to worry about healing me, save your energy for yourself." She soon settles herself beside her. "It's appreciated though, you and your sister both."

Shedding Light On The Situation

(Continued from ‘Gather What They May’ )

Slowly but surely, the pain that radiated throughout her entire form began to recede as Amaris poured Light magic into her. For once she was able to take a deep breath as she tilts her head back. “Mind the ribs,” she mutters with a slight wince from doing so. At least without pain clouding her thoughts, she could begin to recall all that had occurred while her and Ayame were out there. After a moment, she looks up to Amaris and sighs.

“Believe me, I have no intentions on heading back out there if I can help it,” she shifts her legs a little to stretch them as they grew stiff. “Your sister was amazing out there, I’ll have to thank her when she’s up and about. As for the rest out there, it may be wise that you two do go out there,” she adds while glancing over to Jera. “So long as you’re not too drained to do so. Ask who you need to, but I’m not sure you’ll get that many answers out of them right away. From what I can tell, the Light and fire would be your best weapons to get rid of them. There were six there tonight, no telling just how many actually lurk in the woods.”

“Six witches and they were able to do this much damage?” Jera rubs her hands while watching the healing process from the side, the Light’s presence alone was enough to make her jittery and uneasy. 

“Possibly more considering we had gotten there when they had converted possibly more villagers than I had initially thought. And that thing, they created felt like one of the Scourge’s constructs back in Northrend. Screaming souls, lichfire, bones, all of it.”

Jera steadies herself as she takes a deep breath to exhale through her nose nodding along with Dithaya’s words. A hand soon coming up to her mouth while crossing the other arm across her chest in thought. “Fire and Light..” she murmurs. “We could manage that, I haven’t been able to just yet because the situation hasn’t needed it.. If Lady Cieltus is able, I think we could do it.”

( @amariscieltus)