#draiocht

[lightofthemagdalene]

Smells Like Home

We’re in Wyoming, something that often happens around Lughnasadh I’ve noticed. It’s been much greener this year than it’s been within recent memory, and the smell is phenomenal. I took the opportunity to gather some of the most fragrant plants in the hopes of making Wyoming incense/smoke cleansing bundles!

These include

Sagebrush

Yellow Sweet Clover

Ponderosa Pine

Juniper

All of these are excellent for clearing and purifying the air, and also they just smell dang good. I save trimmings for sachets which can be put in any small space to provide freshness and clarity.

Scent is a wonderful way to evoke memories and reconnect with our past. Wyoming has always been a second home for me, and putting things together like this really helps me feel connected even when I have to go away. Finding local (safe to burn) flora is a great way to both connect to your environment and to practice witchcraft without contributing to the overuse of white sage!

[wormworker]

Henlo fellow draoi and witches...

PLEASE do your research before purchasing crystals and herbs.

Crystals are rarely ethically sourced, and herbs can be the same. (Locally-sourced herbs are more effective in your practice anyway.) Jewelry and other meaningful tokens can also be used in place of crystals.

Many many MANY plants and herbs are extremely toxic to your pets, particularly cats, even if small fibers or pollen gets in their fur. (examples: aloe, mistletoe, holly, chamomile, parsley, mint) Honestly there are so many to keep track of that I'd recommend keeping your herb practice in a room or place your cats have no access to, or being very careful that the herbs are sealed, thoroughly clean the area after, be very careful not to spill any, and wash your hands.

Some herbs and the way they're used are a closed practice because of the cultures they belong to. Smudging with white sage, for example, is a closed practice originating from and exclusive to some Native cultures of Turtle Island.

[name-of-the-day]

Draiocht

[draiochteve]

SCREAMS HELLO EVERYONE I RETURN

[dndwriting]

Someone I Used to Know

When Bastian goes to his old friend Draiocht for help, the fire genasi finds similarities between Bastian's party and some old friends of his...

Draiocht had been dealing with the consequences of the now ended war in Calinsham. Having helped people evacuate, he had taken refuge in the church. The last he heard of his old friend Bastian, he had been building some sort of portal to bring those from other dimensions. Whether or not it had been successful is unknown. However, his questions were about to be answered when he heard people enter the church.

"Hello?" he heard an unfamiliar voice's echo. "Is anyone here?" Figuring it was just a random explorer, he made his footsteps prominent as he snuck between each pillar, hoping to scare the person off. When he looked out to peek, he noticed his old friend Bastian and a couple of unsettled looking humans. One of them seemed to be carrying an undead bird. He felt bad for unsettling strangers that were accompanying his friend, so he stepped out, trying not to look intimidating. Bastian simply smiled.

"Hello there, Draiocht." The fire genasi chuckled as his cyan mask covered his face.

"Long time no see, eh Bastian?" he said, shaking hands with the old man. "What can I do for you?"

"Well," Bastian said as he switched hands to hold his cane and rub the back of his neck. "My portal worked a little... too well." Draiocht's eyes widened upon realizing those people accompanying Bastian were not from Taleryn at all.

"Bastian!" Draiocht exclaimed. "How many times do I have to tell you to not mess with planar travel?" Bastian put his hands up.

"I know! I know! That's why I'm here. We found something in Skulltrod that you might want to see." Bastian holds out a chest to Draiocht, to which the genasi opens it. Inside he finds a gold dragon comb with garnet stones that seem to resemble eyes, a jade chess board with gold playing pieces, a black mask stitched with silver, and a handkerchief. Out of everything, Draiocht took the handkerchief out, observing the letters embroidered onto it: S.C. His expression turns to one of worry and curiosity.

"How did this get here?" Draiocht asked. "Last I saw of Silver, he had that handkerchief..."

"I'm not sure," Bastian shrugs. "There should also be a crown in there." Draiocht stuck his hand back in, trying to feel for a crown to no avail.

"There's not a single crown in there." Bastian began to panic for a moment before turning to Cloud with a cold stare.

"Did you steal it again?" Cloud began to sweat a little.

"Nuh uh!-"

"Take off your hat." Defeated, Cloud takes off his hat to reveal a golden crown. Draiocht walks over to Cloud, taking the crown off his head.

"A fellow rogue," he chuckles. "Word of advice next time, get a satchel. I've stolen plenty of artifacts in my time and trust me, it does wonders for such a small bag!" Cloud nods at Draiocht as the genasi looks at the crown, using his hair to light up the room a little more.

"So?" Bastian cuts in. "Is it what I think it is?"

"It's Ralph's crown alright," Draiocht nods. "Silver's probably going to be looking for these things."

"You know where he is?" Jade asks, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"I don't," Draiocht sighs. "But I have an idea of where he could be. I'm 90% sure he's at Silverwind's kingdom."

"Well, how do we get there?" Jade looks at Bastian and Draiocht. Bastian went to answer, but the genasi answered first.

"If you all really want to reach Silver... into the woods, you will find a crossroads. Go to the left. When you get to a harbor, you will find two ships: choose the left ship. Trust me, I've been on both, the left is a smoother ride. Once you land in the frigid cold harbor, continue into the woods across the wooden bridge. When you get to the city, stock up on supplies. Then, head straight to the kingdom. There, you'll find the new king and Silver." Everyone took a mental note of the directions before Cloud speaks up.

"This is cool and all, but how do we get home?" Draiocht looks at Bastian. The two walk closer.

"Don't tell me they have to go through-" Bastian says worriedly.

"Unfortunately... I don't see another option." Draiocht solemnly nods.

"Go through where?" Jade cuts in. Draiocht points down at the ground.

"As much as I hate to say this, you may end up in the Underworld at some point or another. Some of the items Bastian needs comes from there. I'd recommend reading up on what goes on down there just in case."

"How would you know?" Cloud asks, stepping closer, dropping Fray in the corner. He approached Draiocht, trying to intimidate him, which did not work in the slightest.

"I've been there before," Draiocht says deadpan. "It's not for the weak. Not many humans end up in hell, so creatures may want to kill you. The place is mainly demons, dragons, and goblins. Well, at least Avernus is."

"Avernus?" Cloud says.

"The first level of hell," Bastian chimes in. "Draiocht has died there before."

"I wasn't even me," Draiocht grumbled. "I was in the vessel of a stupid bird brain-" Before he could finish, Cloud narrows his eyes.

"Are you insulting Fray?" Draiocht paused, looking at Fray still asleep in the corner.

"...why would I insult a sleeping bird? Besides, I was an aaracokra, not an owl." Cloud backed off. Bastian walked over to Draiocht, seemingly holding out his hand for something. The genasi pulled out a piece of paper. "Here, just in case you guys get into a situation in hell." Jade walked over to look at the paper. Bastian opened the paper to find the goblin language written down.

"How did you know about this?" Jade asked. Draiocht cleared his throat, speaking fluent goblin. The party's eyes widened, Bastian's especially. Draiocht laughed at their shock before calming down.

"I've had a few encounters with goblins, so I decided to learn their language. You'll definitely need it in hell."

"Why can't you come with us?" Jade asked. "I mean, you know your way around hell, don't you?"

"I- um-" Draiocht stammered in surprise. "I mean I do, but I don't know how much good it will do you all, especially since I'm more prone to dying in there." Jade shrugged that statement off.

"If we're going to a place, I don't know about you, but I'd like to go with someone who has a good idea of where we're going." There was something about that sentence that set some memory off in Draiocht. Something familiar...

When his party had finally escaped hell and went back to their bodies, they all rejoiced, Draiocht specifically. The fact he was back to normal and not a stupid birdbrain was something he cherished.

"About time!" he sighed, hugging himself happily. "I feel like me again!"

"Speak for yourself, lettuce head!" Vixen said, back as his deertaur self. "At least you didn't change races a thousand times!"

"Well at least you were alive for most of it, Vixen." That sentence caused Vixen to shut up. Draiocht turned around to see his dragonborn friend Iron looking somewhat content as he hugged Kiara. The two had been inseparable in hell. The fact they were back to normal now made Draiocht feel happy for them. After a bit, Kiara turned around to notice Draiocht alive and okay.

"Draiocht!" she called out, running to him and hugging him tightly. Draiocht's happiness took over his thoughts, hugging Kiara back with the same familial love she was giving to him.

"Kiara! Thank gods you're alright!"

"I should be saying that to you, silly!" she laughed. "I mean, you're here and alive!" Kiara eventually let go and turned to the others with a smile. Draiocht stood up straight, looking ahead.

"So what's next?"

"We continue stopping this god war, duh!" Vixen chimed in, making Draiocht's stomach drop.

"Do we have to keep on with this?" Iron complained. "We've been doing this for how long at this point? It's like this will never end!"

"I'm with Iron," Draiocht said. "After what went down in hell, I'm not sure I want to keep doing this." Kiara frowned, grabbing Draiocht's shoulders.

"Hey, we're family. We're going to do this together in hell or high water. Plus, what will Athena think if we just gave up now? You have us, Draiocht. I promise."

As Draiocht snapped out of his memory, he saw Jade looking at him concerned. It was as if she was calling him for a while now.

"Draiocht? Are you alright?" she asked him. All Draiocht could hear was Kiara, his old party member. The one he always saw eye to eye with. There was something about Jade's kindness that just reminded me of her. The genasi smiled gently at Jade.

"I'm alright," he said softly. "You just remind me so much of an old friend of mine. Your whole party does. That hotshot blonde over there reminds me a lot of my pal Vixen, while the sleepy bird reminds me a lot of my friend Iron. You all just have so much in common with people I know. It's like I'm with them again." Jade nodded understandably.

"Well, I'm glad we can provide you with some sort of comfort. Um- do you think me and Cloud can talk in private?" Draiocht and Bastian both nodded, walking out of the church with the box. Bastian leaned against the church's exterior with a sigh.

"They're something special, aren't they?"

"Oh yes," Draiocht smiled. "I'd say keep them close, dear friend. You struck gold like I did. With the party you have, they may get into mischief, but I believe that you will make good memories as I did with mine." Draiocht took out a picture of his old party. They appeared to be in a nice grassy area when they took the picture. He rubbed his thumb across the picture reminiscently. Bastian patted his back.

"I'll protect them as best as I can, I promise." Draiocht nodded as he looked in the church's window, noticing Cloud and Jade talking to an orange butterfly.

"I never thought I'd ever see a butterfly again. Nature doesn't come through here often."

"I think that's just Jade's patron," Bastian said, looking with him.

"Still," Draiocht smiled. "Still a precious sight."

"I agree," Bastian added before looking at Draiocht. "I see what you mean when you said Cloud reminded you of Vixen. You could have sworn he's a bard, but he's not. As for Fray, he's just like Iron. He mainly stays off to the side and he's quiet, but I can tell he has quite the potential."

"We'll have to see in the future, but I believe in them, Bastian. You harnessed a fine party. I know I've said it multiple times, but I mean it."

"I appreciate it, young man." Bastian chuckled at calling Draiocht a young man. He wasn't wrong. Their age gap was insane. While Bastian was 84, Draiocht had lots of life ahead of him at just 27 years old. The two had shared plenty of laughs in the 6 years they knew each other. They shared ambitions, inventions, even tears. The bond the two had were close to what Draiocht would considered as strong as his previous party.

Eventually, Cloud and Jade would walk out of the church, Fray over Cloud's shoulder.

"Welcome back, you two!" Bastian greeted them with a warm smile.

"Yeah, yeah, we're still here," Cloud said dramatically. "Let's just go."

"Cloud!-" Jade elbowed Cloud gently. Draiocht chuckled.

"Yep, just like them."

[brenilla]

Next attack /revenge batch

Attack for Zer0Plan

Attack for @darkstarcore

Attack for AStormyBoi , they were verry nice commenting on an attack for someone else

A revenge for Dahlia_suncat

Attack for octotape

Attack for catbones__

Attack for @winterp1nes

Revenge for crabClaws

Revenge for coconutcow

Revenge for tales of Draiocht

[draiochtoaksacademyrp]

As the Moonfall Arc slowly comes to an end, here’s some quick recaps of what happened.

Hey everyone Steve here!

Today was crazy. First was a lock down while Skyward and Midnight Nightmare reunite ! Professor Theo losing control of listener set off a massive chain reaction.

We were introduced to new students! The Pink Bunny Azalea and a new gloomy face, Sienna!

Despite the new faces we were struck with tragedy. First Professor Theo was revealed to be the malicious entity and was beheaded on school grounds by the Queens Crown Prince. Nazacth the reaper. Shortly before he had a chance to return the storm hit. 5 Students were lead into the forest. Screams were heard and bonds shattered forever.....

Karenos collapsed immediately from the pain. Leone was taken to the hospital with him. Lei unfortunately witness something so horrible it rendered her in hysterics.

Seeing fellow students and close friends on the screen broke many hearts. Saoirse fainted due to the news of death and news of pregnancy. What a rollarcoaster of emotions. Kylona broke down losing her dearest friend Urgrad. Sara lost her trusted protector Theo but gained a new protector and lover, Lorelay.

Savken and barry are understandably in distress. Someone get those guys a drink. What will come of everyone in the coming days. Well as we lose one teacher we gained another. Music teacher Vienna!

In memorium:

Theodore Jefferys-Aldwin

Sylvana Kapiche

Urgrad Malefice Bargran

Dagormith Vaelion Praxis-Azalea

Cerana Morgaltha

Nar Hadia'AzraqIl'Abi (Damn no one noticed him)

Sleazius Sleaze

**coughs** It seems we miscalculated the amount dead.... Our apologies

Will we find the murderer? Next time in Draiocht Oak Academy!

Yo, Leone reporting in for recap.

Day after tragedy we were hit once again. Verity was put under an illusion of her mate being attacked by a creep. Little to her knowledge she wasn't attacking a grown creep but a 10 year old student. After the air got spicy with some electricity it seems the illusion was broken before the final blow could be dealt. Verity was understandably distraught and confused. Runa and i ran the kid to the hospital where his life was saved but despite the best doctors and a saintess, he would remain paralyzed. Cant wait for that lawsuit.

After a while Barry came to vouch for verity despite my nose already telling me she spoke the truth. Soon there was an earthquake that put our resident unicorn into a fit where her mother in law soon stole her, Lei and Ra off to Maex manor it the school gets its shit straight, (I dont blame them). Lorelay finally makes it to the hospital to calm verity down.

Meanwhile Runa and i left and reported to HeadMistress and S Class teacher Snow about our findings on the true culprit. While staff was searching for a stranger attacking students. Using clues we deduced the following.

-They're attending the school as a student.

-They have illusion based abilities

-The fact they used lorelay against verity means theyre an upper classman. Second year or above. They know them and their past.

While all this is going down Karenos and Otha share a tender moment in hugging eachother as they grieve. Shortly after Kar goes to get otha some nutrients a random black bunny named babs helps Otha find a revealing letter. Seems Sylvana knew one day it would come. After some tears this man is back on the living train and is set on revenge.

Sara goes off to comfort Lorelay and Cassie by doing what she can as a young queen. Sending out Skyward to find the perp. Who will find the culprit first?

In open realm, Rebellion brews as news hits the Gilded Scales. Fueled with grief and power, They take Hermione (Kar Mother) in custody and Aldora (kar lil sister) escapes using her ability to go through objects. Gilded Scales search for the girl and prepare to storm the school and force Serenity to kneel.

So much has happened in a day. Will the students ever know peace again? Who knows. Til next time! Cupid out!

Well fuck, what a day this has been. Sorry, I know you were expecting Leo or one of the teachers, but theyre all busy.... So you get me, Sienna. Sorry again.....

The wave of tragedy and angst hits us for a third day in a row. It seems like no matter where I go, I never catch a break. Apparently the gilded scales (an elite group of dragon warriors) are approaching the school, craving vengeance for Urgrad (RIP). This put the school in an uproar, destroying any semblence of normalcy. And to top it off, the daycare went up in flames while we were all going down into the bunker, with kids still inside!?!?!?!?

Luckily for the kids, staff were quick to attend to the blaze, with the help of some brave students. Although unfortunately, they were unable to save everyone. Those charged with taking care of the babies were found dead in the ashes, and two children disappeared

Hello sweetlings~ Mama Agatha here with todays recap!

Today was truly a whirlwind. After the evacuation to the bunker. Everyone above leapt into battle. Unfortunately she wasn’t the head of guard for show. Professor Morgan was decapitated. Worry not students. She will return in a few days. Staff, Students and Guards alike all encountered many injuries. And some laid dead.

Before more could die the Queen came through and exploded the traitors organs ~ . With clean up and everyone recuperating. Everyone can finally exit the bunker.

In other, less grave news. Ryo bonds with Damien. Lorelay gets busted by Azels big mouth~ everyone enjoys their slightly cannibalistic burgers and talks of eugenics? A new player joins the scene as well bringing Caffiene to the much needed Medical crew. Remember students. Thank the staff for everything. Til next time. Bai bai~ 🖐️💕

Dr Jason here for todays recap.

While the school staff attempts to regain some semblance of normalcy with Power tag and Power Dodgeball. They have some fun for once. Children actually enjoying using their powers after the latest battle.

Unfortunately though, during Dodgeball a young lady names Cassandra hatches a pitiful revenge. Much like Mrs Verity, she was under an illusion that the Prefect of our fox house, Fos Alepou, Leone Corinth , was the murderer of not only his own mate, but her older brother Sleazius.

After a tearjerking monologue about her brothers true role, She plunges a dagger coated in the waters of styx into the prefects chest. Mixing with the already deadly Visirium Dust causing his organs to fall into failure.

Thankfully we have two phoenixs on site, with both their tears and the kindness of Lorelay Polly in donating her organs, Mr Corinth will pull through. After much convincing Miss Cassandra finally realizes the gravity of her actions. Now cursed by the goddess Amie, she sits with the weight of almost murdering an innocent. Not only an innocent, but the only witness to the true murderer who is still on the loose.

While all this is going down, were still in the middle of the dodgeball match. Who will win? Team 1 or Team 2? Place bets now. Til next time. Jason out.

[alchemisland]

SubDublin

A wild hunt rides out tonight

Hate is sallied forth

Troubles now are here again

What did we learn up North?

Send them all underground like the Poddle

“Send them all back” its backing breaking bottles

The ill-thought glow of a public bus in flames

Tear chairs out and carry them up the Gaol

Execute the Gael, upon them seat James.

Ana Livia I live here and could more make

Of breaks spent refusing requests for change

The Green goes red, the red is green, easter egg 1916

Skyline laws and peeling frontages, Blessing basins by ton, and Burgesses

Dublin’s not one for change

The change is never spare.

To do for Dublin, to be its Blake

Garda bike the Liffey takes

Clandestine as a married man’s Fetlife username

Print it all, Ashley Madison, immortalised on Traitor’s Gate

Leon jumped into the Liffey, on its bridge the youth getting lippy

In Garda’s face, he returns the lean projecting strength 

Hoping comrades will invade the scene.

The sound of Irish rebellion is a wailed air from a keening woman

The anguished wail of a beauty-leched crone

A blood-bloated battle God whose icon is a crow

The Dwarven rhythm of iron working stone

Rebellion here has a distinctive air

A smell you’d know, an old one, a vintage rare

Wolfe Tones escaping the stout-stripped cheeks of the men who’re there.

Liars light the beacon fires inciting false rebellion

Aren't your countrymen frightened inside? You are, all of you, Trevelyan

No foreign man on Irish shores will loot thy corn for thy family’s stores

Meanwhile on every wall a pale-eyed Eastern gentleman crowned in thorns

Forgiver of forgivers, Enoch that Cain built, Enoch that spoke of rivers, Gods with horns

Riots relish, the city hellish again recalling old destructions; upriver, approaching forms

Drakeprowed viking vessels and direct invited Norman settlers

Arnott’s gutted and cameras culprits spy, what you’d imagine: spides, idlers and should-be-spayeds

We have taken up our hod and spade and ensured that public transport is yonks delayed

We left behind our God and said ‘sure, let’s have something that’s worse instead’

We have always been a mongrel breed, loam bed that rejects no seed.

A country of tall tales, tale tellers talking their tones tuning and tales talling transcendentally

Tall men up north, not quite hyperborean or Pictish but a breed apart, Giant seed

At war their well whetted bodies in violent supremacy the battle ballet, at sport their breathstealing speed

An island of ancient sports and good humoured rough stuff, Tailteann games which bring earthly fames

Men who drain drams and etch out dire dreams, Doirbh agus Draiocht and Craic agus Ceoil

Men who express disbelief through their anuses: “it is in me hole.”

Out with hatemongers down Winetavern street

Into the Liffey, we’ll observe ye all sink

The river that stinks with your blood flows sweet

The soul of the nation is suffering now, I think.

A wild hunt rides out tonight

Hate is sallied forth

Troubles now are here again

What did we learn up North?

[kuudiwad]

All dolled up and everywhere to go!

.

Drew this cutie Draiocht wyrm i traded💖🥰 I would have kept her in my Squirm, but im a gold girlie and she said that’s gold clashes with her ears so we are sending her to another handler 😋 A Goblin will be coming over to take her place so im very excited!! Its my first Goblin and she, like this cutie, is PANK!💖🫶

[insidious9ao]

Roun of Draiocht - Announcement

It is with great pleasure that, I am announcing a new phase in Druwydry, gifted to our Tradition from a long-surviving, aural magick tradition which is still being practised by a few extended pagan families within certain rural locals of the British Isles, areas where the original inhabitants —now termed Celts but originally termed Britons by the Romans — were forced into hiding or exile during…

[xvalstarinex]

"I feel my heart stutter, We shared a kiss in summer, Was it sweet?

You're what the bloodstone month reaps, Is yours more red or green? Perhaps, just aquamarine

Your eyes are what the angels weep, Is that why I can see misery seep, From your silhouette, so hellene

Can I be King to your Queen, May our love persist as a gory feast? Or are we destined to reach a tragic peak

In a matter of weeks, Just as you've forseen, My cares remain in between

As my heart is still green, And I feel it stutter, We shared a kiss in summer."

- A Kiss In Summer, Valkyria Draiocht (me)

[wormworker]

"i would never let my cat on my altar" true something like 90% of herbs and plants are extremely toxic to cats so you should put them the hell away when you're not draíocht-ing around (magick-ing) but that's your familiar, bro

[name-of-the-day]

All the D names!

Daffodil

Dalapius

Dale

Dallas

Dagny

Damhnait

Daneila

Dara

Darcy

Dark

Darkness

Darla

Darline

Dash

Dathexei

Dawes

Daxon

Day

Dayna

Death

Degataga

Deka

Deku

Delight

Delilah

Delta

Demetrios

Demostom

Denim

Denren

Dervilla

Derya

Dhodon

Di

Dickson

Didi

Dielle

Diemis

Dilys

Disguise

Ditomawes

Divyae

Donaldina

Dora

Douce

Draiocht

Drake

Dreyer

Drunk

Duang-kamei

Durz

Dusk

Dusty

Dwogrulir

[draiochteve]

Personal update ramble

Been a while since I've been on here. Hello all again. I know I typically just end up queuing and vanishing, but it is hard for me to browse this site in general because the app freezes my phone and I rarely have privacy to just scroll. That time is coming to a close however as we are now less than a month away from my partner moving here and less than 100 days away from the wedding. Which random note: If you are going to get married, unless it's just a friend ceremony or you're REALLY close with your family, all this stress setting up the ceremony and reception is not worth it. I'm so tired I feel like I can barely enjoy the idea of the wedding. klsdhflksjdfls I've been promoted at work which was something I knew was coming, but it happening is still great regardless. More money is always good. And every bit helps when you are setting up for life. I am writing again, though just little snips to get the itch going. With WolGraha week coming, I do want to make something and finish the prompts. I have the ideas, I just need the time and energy. I'm giving myself all of July to get that head start. Fingers crossed for me, guys. I like to think I've been doing better being social. I actually feel like I'm making friends again and just going about more like how I use to. It's a bit of a relief. Otherwise, as it comes to major updates I am going through a bit og a change in my life that has taken some people I know by surprise and it's been kinda odd the talk about with people. With some guidance and encouragement from friends, I have found myself properly wandering onto the path of practicing witchcraft in my day to day. It's funny to say it because of what it likely brings to mind isn't quite what I have in mind nor reality, but I've realized it's something that truly aiding in my self-care and generally is helping give me structure. I've found the means to link it with my craft as a writer and really carve out a little niche for myself. I have a small group though I'm open for more. Really I'm still just finding my footing. And it's really hard getting into this when so many resources are...well...the best way I can put it are wiccan foundations largely are not for me. And there is a LONG conversation to be had how many wiccans have clearly come from christian backgrounds and need to do a lot of fucking unpacking as well as researching moreso in their own foundings (it scratches my religious trauma a bit too hard let's just keep that the short of it.) But despite the bumps, I am figuring things out. I have a lot of plans for myself in the future and feeling a bit more confident in the sea of uncertainty. I may end up making a proper personal account to document stuff in general and reach out more, but for now I'm here with the lot that stumbles upon this and reads. Hello peeps. If you are of that sorta thing hit me up. I could use the talking buddies. And that about sums it up. Words in the void now. Now you know and knowing is half the battle.

[dndwriting]

Hey yall! Just wanted to hop on and discuss the characters in the stories.

Divine Extinction Campaign (follow bdgaming4lif3 on Twitch for campaign)

Draìocht: Fire Genasi/Paladin Rogue (James)

Vixen: Centaur Bard, Leonen Wizard (J)

Kiara: Elf Cleric, Dragonborn Cleric (I)

Iron: Bronze Dragonborn Sorcerer, Changeling Barbarian (G)

Salthor: Tiefling Ranger (James)

WILL UPDATE

Edit: Hey everyone! It's been a while since I last wrote on this account, but I wanted to say that another set of characters will also be written for!

The Hunt Campaign

Bastian: Human Wizard (James)

Cloud: Humanoid Rogue/Bard (H)

Jade: Variant Human Paladin/Cleric (G)

Fray: Undead Owlfolk Warlock/Rogue (P)

Draiocht: Fire Genasi Rogue/Paladin (James)

Silvercraft: Tabaxi Cleric (James)

Misc

Pincko: Tiefling Bard (M)

[cecilsstorycorner]

Find the Word

Thanks @crystallized-ink for the tag!

Doing multiple wips again because whoop still behind on tbobs drafting shocker

Sleep (tbobs)

“No, don't worry, it’s just you in the tent,” Ollie said, crossing to his bag and rooting around inside it. “I’ll sleep out here. I’ve got blankets and the fire, it shouldn’t be a problem.”

Consider (the note to myself at the top of the In Another Town draft)

Write what you want to write and worry about timelines later. I know you hate me future me but consider this: fuck you

Bright (tbobs extra backstory drabbles)

Ollie grinned, and leaned down to give Pepper a small kiss on the top of his head. “See boy? I told you Martin would like you!”

When Martin had started his day, he’d expected it to be nice, simple, and quiet.

But maybe, he figured, a little surprise made the day just a little brighter.

Alone (Draiocht)

Am I alive…?

I want Charlotte with me.

But I don’t want her to have these things happen.

So I’ll stay alone.

Today (Whalefall)

“I… I’m sorry?” Hildie blinked, confused and more than a little alarmed at the notion.

“You see dear, I asked you two questions about why you are at this job today. And yet neither of your answers gave the truth we both know- because I asked you to.”

I’ll tag @stardustspiral, @ashen-crest, @teriwrites, and @andiwriteunderthemoon if you’d like to! Your words can be kick, sun, pair, and whisper!