#ender mage

[sm-baby]

Hey, it’s me, back on my bullshit!!!

I love Clancy, she is so adorable! If you’re up for it, can you doodle her getting some tree chopping (and replanting!) action with Barkbane! Also, so,e lore on the Relic Seeker, mayhaps? [[:

:3 im in a drawing break so I cant at the moment~ buttt~

Clancy is my Minecraft Origins Character! She does not have much lore. Just a strong as heck villager that just showed up and cared for a village one day. She likes cooking and building 🩷

Relic Seeker is a different person from the server, and theyre not much of an RP person, but from what he's given us, he's..

The "ender-mage" origin.

Has forgotten his name

Can teleport people and use spells at will

Old man

He studied endermen so much that he started to get affected by it.

A collector of relics and such and such

Has discovered a fairy forest full of alley and decided to keep them secret. (It was so nice I went there and I gotta draw it)

Can also get us COOL AS HECK enchantments!!

I made him a design so I can draw him with Clancy uwu:

[kingdoms-and-empires]

Out of curiosity, what's some of your favorite movies and / or shows? Just curious of your inspirations haha.

Yall just trying to get me to fess some deets up and try to pinpoint where the story will go!

Okay my paranoia is under control again, but uh I honestly have a bit too many in terms of other media so ill stick to the games that made me say fuck it ill make one myself.

But by far the biggest contributors to making me want to write my own story was Enderal, Sword of Rhivenia, and A Mage Reborn, and I, The Forgotten One at the time!

Sword of Rhivenia just hit the right spots for me and I can see the potential it had. I really enjoyed it back when it was a WIP!!!

A Mage Reborn does angst and drama so well, it really made me care about the characters.

I, The Forgotten One was simply different from the other titles. It dealt with heavy subjects in a way other IFs didnt at the time.

As for Enderal...I've you never played Enderal, you have to fucking play it. Do not look up reviews, GO IN BLIND!!!!

Just take my fucking word for it and know that it has 100% my stamp of approval!! Enderal really helped me in crafting a more realistic world where characters felt more real with real flaws. That is all I will say!

[kassical]

it's official im one of the npcs who can't stop humming along to the aged man

[coping-via-clint-eastwood]

#pray for kane

[doberbutts]

I just saw one of your posts, and I'm not sure I understand it. Is it appropriation for white/nonblack people to use Ma/Ges in discussions? Or are they not allowed to?

MaGes is not black exclusive, however it was coined specifically in discussion of the black experience, as it was birthed in black political Discourse. It is not for me to say if nonblack people can or cannot use it because I am not the coiner. However, it has been applied albeit retroactively to non lack people, and used as part of a larger discussion with black feminism and black transfeminism. I think in order to fully answer whether you or others can use it if you are nonblack, you would first need to understand black politics.

Some while ago, I was linked this. This is also probably a good summation of many of my own opinions that I have posted here. I am not one of her patrons, however I think this particular posting is fantastic, and is one of the few usages of TMA/TME language that I do not disagree with. I think you should read it, and go out and find other, similar Discourse, before choosing whether or not to use MaGes for anyone.

[traffic-smp-headcannons]

i may sound crazy for this but. skizz-lizzie siblings. no, jimmy and lizzie aren't siblings (not by blood at least), jimmy is pearl and grian's brother. but... ANYWAYS. I don't know where this idea came from but imo they're a very underrated duo so... ya :3

Ender/Fae genetics, Skizz got more of the first half of that and Lizz(ie) got more of the second. (And then Skizz died and came back able to shapeshift just like his sister could already do, but that's besides the point)

and of course if we play into one of my very favorite headcanons. imagine. the both of them growing up in the Seelie court (their land was much kinder to mortals, given that their ruler had fallen in love with one). skizz never quite fitting with the magical aspects, never understanding the thrill everyone else seemed to get from the Hunt. never quite perfecting the laws they have to abide by. meanwhile lizzie shaping up to be the perfect next ruler of the court, and yet still finding time for her little brother. helping him realize things about himself (*winks in transmasc*) even though she doesn't quite understand it (after all, the faeries are magical creatures, borne of it, exactly how they want to be in every way).

then one day skizz makes a friend on the edge of the forest's border! a mortal, half-demon and half-rock giant, who tries to kill him at first sight (before realizing that wait, nope, that's one of the fae, BAD IDEA). They get over it and become Besties. and skizz gives up some of that immortality, that magic, in order to well and truly live. mortality sounds fun! Lizzie, of course, sends him off with a smile and a reminder of her love in the form of some (non-magic-imbued) pastries. Skizz comes back two weeks later with some new friends in tow, stays a few days, leaves, comes back again. It continues.

And then one day, he brings another friend with him: a human, some kind of mage, with a streak of green in his hair. and gods, if lizzie isn't (internally) struck dumb at the sight of him!

At least she's subtle, though. The cute human is so obvious, turning into a blushing mess whenever he tries to talk to her, and honestly it's a little embarrassing at this point!

...doesn't change the fact that, a few years later, skizz comes back to the court for a very special occasion. Seems this lineage has a bad habit of falling for mortals, one way or another!

-mod enen

[skecherss]

hii you said you have a list of books you think jason would have liked(?) i am asking you for your list boy 👁️👁️

SO glad you asked, here's my list of the books I think tiny Jason Todd would have acquired as battered paperbacks and scribbled his name into the front covers and turned into jagged fractures of his own identity:

Matilda, Roald Dahl

The Guns of Navarone, Alistair McLean

Hatchet, Gary Paulsen

Something Wicked This Way Comes, Ray Bradbury

The Outlaws of Sherwood, Robin McKinley

Mort, Terry Pratchett

Parsifal's Page, G. Morris

Island of the Blue Dolphins, Scott O'Dell

Ender's Game, Orson Scott Card

Chu Ju's House, Gloria Whelan

The Book Thief, Markus Zusak

Maniac Magee, Jerry Spinelli

[absolutefilthimsosorry]

Spoilers for DnP Incohearent!!!!

I’m having so much fun trying to solve these that I made a list to keep track! Message if you can help me fill in any I’m missing or if I’ve got any wrong!!!

Also lmk if you see any I’ve missed!! I’m going to keep updating this and have it unrebloggable but you can reblog this post to have a link to it!

These are all gathered from this post and this post so check the notes on those first to try to solve them then look here if you need answers!

Sow march cheer ray = so much cherry

Wee nay urn for uke oye yer tub = we’ve never fucked on youtube?

Ta fold in fig = the golden pig

Feed hay hid eho = vday video

Tat he won ape hit morse him he = daddy want a bit more simmy

Watt ken ice hay = what can I say

North key bus teabag king = naughty busty baking

Fool tie enter nit hobo / fall tie mint her nepo moe / fault aye mint earn are ohm owe/ foul thyme inch hermit hole mold = full time internet homo

Cumin mile aid deed or = come in my ladydoor

Hum hay zinc tan = amazingdan

Elven ower fug sedge own = eleven hour fuck session

An berry moth ribeye adam stir = and every month we buy a hamster

March rest array = Manchester eye

Cyst herding yell = sister daniel

Add a ding teps = editing tips

Cop dubai khaki luna = topped by kakuna

Late eat tore = ladydoor

Half tugger etch two eggs cyst = have the courage to exist

Perish she end wink = Parisian twink

Coal ten big/ goal then pick = golden pig

Cyst ordain yell = sister daniel

Train youth inks = try new things

Gay mean moss/ gain ink mass = gamingmas

Soften need = soft and neat

A wools lied = owl slide

Topper bought them hill = top or bottom Phil

Coat fit firenze = golf with friends???

Few ours pig meow fits = viewers pick my outfits

Read less tar = red lester

Eye eight soup igloo = I ate super glue

Insight youth era too walls = inside you there are two wolves

Mine amy stan = my name is Dan

Clap hella = glabella

Hiss teeth rent = hits different

Eel eyes apron kay kiss = Eliza pancakes

See pram haze ink bra jet = super amazing project

Feels lie yawn = phils lion

Fuel ease snot dawn fair = Phil is not on fire

Jaw shush ear son = josh hutcherson

Ball bull him tour food = bauble in your foot?

Sure eck = shrek

High ate dust = hiatus

Add a dink deps = editing tips

Ga hay shoom air age = gay shoe marriage

Pope eat plate aim = poppy playtime

Eat aches stu = it takes two

Goo gal few ed = google feud

Baze ick lee eye meg ay = basically I’m gay

Ko min yout ti ew = coming out to you

Ender knit subvert grew oop = internet support group

Phylis turn yar a sheen yes = PHIL LESTER YOU’RE A GENIUS

With Audi intern yet wean ed brr wood halve mat = without the internet we never would have met

Gum ban yins drool I’ve = companions through life

Reed sons wide answer flail = reasons why dans a fail

Ewan dam ah some are reed = you and Dan are so married

Denver sis fill/ Denver cis full = Dan vs Phil

Or lawn huffing = all or nothing

Dunk rye core raft = don’t cry craft

Mortal jester roam and thick/ Morph adjust row antic = more than just romantic

So wall how debris poll light = swallow to be polite???

Oar hinge art = orange heart

Foray virgo em = forever home

Chai reel loop/ share real oob = cherry lube

Cad boyd anne = cat boy dan

Far turf ill lip = father philip

Tess lit hen ink = the slittening

Forth house indie rolled or touches = four thousand year old tortoises

Hey moth swish roundup floating = a month without uploading

Jam march let pet tea an farms = Je mange les petit enfants

Day lion howl tour = Dalien Howlter

Ima let all kit = I’m a little kit

Feel pearl lays shell ter = Phil plays shelter

Fewer blue key app ending = viewer spooky happenings

Hell low iam tour reel = hello I am Toriel

Laugh tuh gey mile kuh = left to get milk

Villas eek wreck why vuh = Phil’s secret wife

Footy strain gin said dent = ___ strange incident????

Snow core play sum = snokoplasm

Nope puts cereal sleeping mage innit = no but seriously imagine it

Tear rip pulling flu hence = terrible influence

Jeff why eye aisle hike vague liner = fyi I like vagina

Eggs intense all cry cis = existential crisis

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[real-fire-emblem-takes]

I'm mad at minecraft redstone so fuck it what mages are good at redstone

Ricken- played minecraft since before the hunger bar and knows redstone like the back of his hand, one of those redstone guys with their own mildly successful YouTube channel

Tharja- knows pressure plates and buttons for doors and needs nothing else

Henry- Knows a few of the random blocks that carry redstone signal for some reason, has no clue in what way leaves would ever be useful for redstone

M!Morgan- knows it pretty well but gets annoyed by the directional placing too quickly to really spend more time than necessary on anything involving redstone

F!Morgan- Understands it pretty darn well. Could not tell you what any of the redstone blocks names are though, calls Observers the gay men.

Laurent- "I mean it's basically super basic computer coding"

Odin- Has never touched it a day in his life, could not tell you the crafting recipe for a stone button

Nyx- Grandma is too busy killing the Ender Dragon, she's speedrunning this game

Orochi- Does not play Minecraft, sometimes watches Kagero build things

Hayato- the kind who makes music videos in minecraft with note blocks, technically more setting up the timing but still really impressive

Ophelia- Understands Pistons and all the jank attached to them

Rahjat- occasionally spends nights trawling the Minecraft Wiki trying to make sense of the diagrams

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[alt-wannabe]

MCSR D&D

Couriway time!

Order of Scribes Wizard 15

I'm havin a little trouble with fulham's sheet so if anyone has any thoughts or suggestions about that lmk! Either way ill try to have his character sheet posted tomorrow!

More under the cut like always :) thanks for showing interest yall!!!

Wizard is lowk my favorite class in the game so I was super excited to make one! I ended up making couri an aarakocra in order to give him a fly speed but in my mind he's just a human lookin guy w/ wings and not like a full bird-person.

Here's his spell list! I was a lot less focused on picking minecraft related spells here and focused a lot more on general versatility (IE making a wizard without shield or mage armor would be very bizarre, especially once you clock that couri's AC is ELEVEN). Some of the things I did specifically pick out with couri in mind include scrying/locate creature (scrying is sorta like finding the stronghold and locate creature acts as finding spawners) and tiny hut (this was just me thinking about his house on HBGSMP).

Here are the items I gave him! The spell focus I picked was an orb cause it reminded me of an eye of ender. He also has 16 pearls and 5 rods (even though they're definitely not created with the minecraft counterparts in mind lmao). I'm gonna be real I gave him the eyes of charming almost entirely because they look like a pair of big round glasses. Similar logic behind the circlet of blasting- it's a crown. The boots are pretty much just a speedrunning reference and I hope staff of WITHERing is also fairly obvious lol. The robe of eyes is a little more interesting. It's basically what it says on the tin- a robe covered in eyes that allows you to see in every direction at all times. This seemed fitting for couri based on just the sheet number of seeds he runs, being aware of your environment at all times holds extra importance when you run than many different worlds.

This book is why I ended up going with order of scribes as his subclass. You cannot tell me that this thing isn't his chat. It's a little sentient book that follows him around!

Finally these are his feats! TBH basically the entirety of my reasoning behind picking telepathic is I needed a +1 boost to intelligence to get him to 20 for that stat lmao. Skill expert also seemed fitting in like a "practice makes perfect" type of manner again because of the sheer amount of no reset speedrunning he does.

This character sheet had a lot more of choices based on vibes alone than either fruit or fein's did, but I hope yall still see the vision lol. Fulham's sheet coming sometime tomorrow! (if I remember to post it)

[help-an-alter]

Hi first off this blog is awesome and I think this is such a cool idea. Secondly we just found out about a new subsystem of fragments and we need some help with their names and such.

It’s a Kpop/Idol group each one based on different colours of the rainbow. (Including light and dark of each colour) would it be okay to ask this all in the one ask or would you prefer separate asks for each? They’re still undecided on gender so any for names and pronouns would be fine.

Sorry if this is a lot.

Also could we claim 📼🌌 if possible?

Hi anon ! mod firefly here ,, you can totally claim that :3 thanks for giving the blog compliments !!! We'll separate it by the colours !

names ,,,

Red themed ,,

Rouge , Red , Scarlett / Scarlet , Poppy , Rory , Reed , Ruby , Flynn , Garnet , Jasper , Opal , Rhodonite , Carnelian , Flame , Fire / Fyre , Blaze / Blaise , Poppy

Orange themed ,,

Topaz , Opal , Amber / Ambre , Clementine , Coral , Saffron , Alani , Ginger , Blaine , Ember / Embre , Peaches , Nerenxa , Aurelia , Blaine , Azahaur , Cyrus , Garfield , Daisy

Yellow themed ,,

Helio / Helios , Sol , Apollo , Xanthe , Marigold , Citrine , Elio , Casper , Sunny / Sunney / Sunni / Sunnie , Flavia , Goldie , Gildie , Gilderoy , Sunday , Erica / Erika , Aura , Zahava , Ziva / Ziv , Apolline / Apollina , Eleanor , Dahlia / Dalia , Zinnia / Zinnie , Camille / Camylle / Camyle / Cam , Clara

Green themed ,,

Shiloh , ShamRock / ShamRoc / ShamRok , Laurel , Em / Emerald , Ivy , Midori , Myrthe , Meadow , Thyme , Spring , Celadon , Hunter / Huntre , Kelly / Kelli / Kelley , Ciara

Blue themed ,,

Emily , Azure , Seafoam , Blu , Marina , River / Rivre , Cyan , Sapphire , Indigo , Marlais , Carolina , Iris , Maya , Capri , Marian / Maryan , Yves , Sini

Purple themed ,,

Cecil / Cecilia / Cecyl / Cecylia / Cecylya , Violet , Prince / Prynce , Rain , King , Heath , Heather , Martin / Martyn , Dexter , Gefen / Gefyn , Gethen / Gethyn , Jacinto , Vincio , Vincius / Vincyus / Vyncius / Vyncyus , Jasper / Jaspre , Harold , Harry / Harri , Harriet / Harryet / Harriett / Harryett / Hariette / Harryette , Louis , George , Leroy , Roye / Roy , Rex / Rexx / Rexe / Rexxe , Rey / Ray / Reye / Raye / Reyes / Rayes , Indigo / Indygo , Indi / Indy , Indiana , Lavendar / Lavender , Vander / Vender , Evander / Evandyr / Evender / Evendyr , Perry / Perri , Periwinkle / Periwynkle , Mage / Mayge , Magenta / Magynta , Jack / Jac , Jacaranda , Pru , Prunella

Pink themed ,,

Rose , Roisin , Rosa , Rosalind / Rosalynd , Rosalina / Rosalyna , Rosalynne / Rosalynn / Rosalyn / Rosalinne / Rosalinn / Rosalin , Barbie / Barbye / Barbara , Ken , Adrienne / Adryenne , Penelope , Cordelia , Coral , Elle , Woody / Woodi / Woodey / Woodie , Priscilla / Priscylla / Pryscilla / Pryscylla , Cadillac / Cadyllac ,

Pronouns ,,,

Red themed ,,

red/reds , cer/ise , cer/cerise , crim/son , crim/crimson , scar/let , scar/scarlet , burg/burgundy , burg/undy , fi/fire , py/pyro ,

Orange themed ,,

or/ange , orange/oranges , sun/rise , sunrise/sunrises , mari/gold , mari/marigold , aura/auras

Yellow themed ,,

yell/ow , yell/yellow , yellow/yellows , sun/rise , sunrise/sunrises , mari/gold , mari/marigold , au/ra , aura/auras , sun/flower , sunflower/sunflowers , fi/fire , pyr/pyro , sun/suns , sun/shine , suns/sunshine , sunshine/sunshines , sun/sunshine , bri/bright

Green themed ,,

gree/green , green/greens , li/lime , sprout/sprouts , plant/planty , grow/grows , tree/trees , for/est , forest/forests

Blue themed ,,

blu/blue , blue/blues , teal/teals , cy/an , cy/cyans , rain/rainy , snow/snows , ice/ices , sky/blue , sky/skies ,

Purple themed ,,

ind/igo , indigo / indigos , pur/ple , purp/le , purple/purples , pur/purp , vio/let , vio/violet , violet/violets , lil/ac , li/lac , lila/lilac , lilac/lilacs , orch/orchid , orchid/orchids , lav/endar , lav/ender , lavendar/lavendars , lavender/lavenders

Pink themed ,,

pink/pinks , tul/ip , tulip/tulips , ro/rose , rose/roses , pea/peach , peach/peaches , sal/mon , sal/salmon , salmon/salmons , carn/ation , carnation/carnations

I hope these help all of them !! :3

[foolofatook001]

Faerie Fort Week Day Seven -- Knight (I also went for the alt "Role Reversal" prompt as well.)

Only 'Til the Night is Over

The first time the King of the North sees the Shadow Knight, he is— he will admit— taken aback. 

The reason they are even meeting in the first place is at his Hand's insistence. Martyn is from the Land of Faerie originally (some kind of wood sprite, if he recalls correctly), and with the Ender incursions growing in scale and severity, his silver-tongued Hand finally managed to convince him that it was at least worth entering into treaty negotiations with other lands in order to bolster their forces. Not to mention, Martyn had said, I have some family connections that may help. 

Ren still thinks their army will be just fine for quite some time, but he is a reasonable man, and the less men his army loses, the better. They are on the front line, as his kingdom runs right up to the abyssal drop where the Ender invaders have been emerging in waves— the first and best bastion against the voidborn. 

So a delegation from Faerie has been sent to the North. At their head is the infamous Shadow Knight, general of a hundred victories and scourge of the undead. Three pale wolves keep pace alongside her jet-black gelding, often disappearing among the snow drifts that cover his kingdom. Her banners fly high and flap merrily with the wind: a sigil of lilies in gold on a black field. But the thing that catches his attention, as he watches their arrival from the battlements, wrapped in his warmest fur-lined red cloak, is the Shadow Knight's hair: pink as the sunrise, and running down her back all the way to the saddle like a river. The polished steel of her armor catches the sun both shining down and reflecting off the snow, and the effect as a whole is dazzling. He stays out, watching, until the gate has shut behind the whole delegation, and then returns inside. 

-o0o-

The second time the King of the North sees the Shadow Knight, he is once again surprised. This time it's because she is a good deal shorter than he expects. He wouldn't dare underestimate her, of course— her reputation speaks much too loudly for that— but he's sure he must be nearly half again her height. She's changed from her armor into an elegant blue dress, though she has an ornamental sword-belt— and sword— still buckled around her waist. Two of her retainers follow behind her: a man with a green streak in his dark brown hair and mage's robes, and a tall woman with a powerful build, pale, green-tinged skin, and hair as red as fire, who also has a sword-belt to accompany her navy blue dress. 

"Lady Lizabet!" Martyn exclaims from his place at the foot of the dais that holds Ren's throne. He hurries forward to greet her. "It's been too long, dear cousin." He kisses her cheek and grins, and the Shadow Knight smiles, though she rolls her eyes as she does. 

"It's good to see thee whole, cousin," she replies. "I see thou hast not frozen solid in this wasteland yet."

"Not yet," Martyn says, and Ren can't hold back his snort of laughter. It draws the two faeries' attention, and Martyn steps to the side, bowing. "Your Majesty," he says. "May I present to you Lady Lizabet of Faerie, the Shadow Knight, Scourge of the Undead and Guardian of the Realm; Lady Cleo of Faerie, the Twice-Lived; and Magister Beans of the College of Enchanters."

The Shadow Knight curtsies, and her two retainers follow suit. 

"We welcome you all to our court," says the King of the North, and the delegation rises to their feet. 

"So, Your Majesty," Lady Lizabet begins, her head held high and something like a challenge in her voice. "What is it the mighty Kingdom of the North could want from the Land of Faerie? One does not often hear of the Red King asking for help.”

Magister Beans winces behind Lady Lizabet. Lady Cleo grins, resting one hand on the hilt of her sword and the other on her hip.

Ren only looks down at her, one eyebrow raised. She’s taking an awfully confrontational stance for a delegation meant to be negotiating a treaty. He’ll keep calm, for now— though she may be antagonizing him, he can’t really afford to do the same to her. “Then you know it is important,” he says gravely, “since we do not often ask.”

Lady Lizabet inclines her head, and Ren feels as though he's passed some kind of test. 

"We need aid. Military aid," he says, fingers drumming on the arm of his throne. "While our army stands strong against the voidborn for now, the Long Night grows ever closer, and soon they will be able to rally others to strike against us from the abyss. Our army may be good," he says, and meets Lady Lizabet's eyes directly, "but they are only human. And we prefer to avoid the loss of life when we can."

Lady Lizabet considers this. "And what could you give the Land of Faerie in return?"

He exchanges a glance with Martyn. They'd discussed this at length, both in private and with the privy council, and finally landed on something that the Hand said would certainly be tempting. "We will offer our netherwort to all merchants from the Land of Faerie at a steep discount. And of course, if you come to our aid, we also will come to yours, with the full might of the North." Assuming we survive the coming onslaught, he doesn't say aloud, but he's sure the Shadow Knight knows. Netherwort, though, grows exclusively in the North, and is a key ingredient in many popular potions. Surely she cannot turn down such a deal.

Magister Beans leans forward, whispering excitedly into Lady Lizabet's ear, and Ren presses his lips together to keep from smiling in triumph. He's got at least one of them hooked, and that's what he needs. The delegation confers for a few moments, and Ren waits patiently. 

Finally, Lady Lizabet steps forward. "I have been granted by the King and Queen the ability to make treaties in their name. If we can have the terms in writing and witnessed, I will accept this deal," she pronounces. 

"Then we will see it done," says Ren, and motions to Magister Bigbi, his chief scribe and notary, who he had prepare something in advance. 

He presses his seal to the blood-red wax at the bottom of the treaty, then waits as all three faeries carefully read it over. Then Lady Lizabet presses her lily seal below his, and a courier is dispatched to the Land of Faerie. 

"Now that that's settled," says Ren. "We offer you the opportunity to join us at our table this evening."

"Only this evening?" Lady Lizabet asks, raising an eyebrow. 

"Aren't you leaving for Faerie as well?" 

The Shadow Knight laughs, and just like out in the snow, her hair catches the light of the torches, sunset-pink and glorious as it spills over her shoulders. "Ah, Your Majesty, I think you have been under a misapprehension. We are the advance guard. We are here to fight for you."

Ren is taken aback once again. It's becoming something of a familiar experience, faced with the Shadow Knight. "Well, then, you are welcome as long as you are here," he says finally, and gestures for Martyn to lead the way to the Great Hall for the evening meal. 

-o0o-

Ren encounters the Shadow Knight on the Wall overlooking the abyss one night, far past the hour any reasonable person should be awake. 

"Lady Knight," he says, when he comes around the corner and nearly runs into her, his hands coming up automatically to steady her arms. 

"Your Majesty," she replies. "And why are you wandering the Wall so late at night?"

"We could ask the same question of you," he says, raising an eyebrow. 

"It's my duty to defend this Wall, I've a right to be on it when I like," she answers, lifting her chin. "And must you do that?"

"Do what?"

"It's just us, you know, Your Majesty. I should think we've done enough strategizing into the wee hours of the morning that you could be a little less formal, you know. I'm sure you don't go around saying We hereby proclaim such-and-such when you're speaking with my dear cousin."

The bark of laughter that leaves Ren's mouth is unexpected and much louder than he meant it to be— both he and Lady Lizabet peer into the abyss, searching for any sign that the noise has disturbed any Ender forces. When nothing happens, he lets the smile return to his face and crosses his arms. "If you continue to refer to us as Your Majesty, we are, of course, expected to reply in kind."

She looks unimpressed. "Sure. All right, Ren."

He feels his teasing smile soften into something a little sweeter. It's been a long time since anyone other than Martyn has called him by name. And she does have a point: they've both seen each other almost too tired for words but still trying to plan on multiple occasions over the past weeks now— occasions where the rest of the war council had already retired for the night, leaving only them to argue strategy. 

He enjoys those discussions with the Shadow Knight— it is there he can see her terrifying reputation is well-founded. (Well, that and when she takes to the sparring ring with Lady Cleo.) Together they have managed to draw up a plan to withstand the coming siege, and it has given him— not optimism, necessarily, but at least some hope for the future. 

"Lady Knight," he says now. "I'm still waiting for an answer to my question. Don't you sleep?"

Her smile, a pale flash in the darkness, is tired. "Not often."

"Yet another thing you and I have in common, I suppose," he comments, leaning on the outer edge of the Wall and peering down into the fathomless depths. "I'm pretty sure the guards out here have worked me into their rotation at this point."

"One can never be too alert, I always say," she says, stepping forward to join him. "Also if I'm calling you by name, I suppose it's only fair you call me by mine. It's Lizzie, among friends."

"Are we? Friends, I mean?" Ren asks, startled. Perhaps there will be a day the Shadow Knight doesn't surprise him, but that day has yet to come. 

"I just said so, didn't I?" She crosses her arms. "Unless you'd rather—"

"No!" he blurts out, rather gracelessly. "I would be glad to be your friend— Lizzie." He trips over the name, stripped of all titles or formality, but the full force of her smile turned on him makes him forget all his hesitation. 

They talk a little while longer— though if someone asked him to recall the conversation, Ren wouldn't have been able to tell them what they spoke of, only that it had happened. He'd paid more attention to Lizzie— her teasing smile, her steadfast belief that the North would survive the Long Night, the way she said his name, like it was nothing out of the ordinary.  

When the sun begins to show her face over the high northern peaks, however, they both realize they ought to at least get some sleep. 

"I'll let thee go," Ren says through a half-restrained yawn. "It's early— or late, rather." 

Lizzie's eyes widen, though only for a moment, as Ren does his best to hold back another yawn. "Well, I hope thou find'st rest for at least a couple hours," she says, and curtsies once before she leaves. 

It is only after she is long gone, and he is back in the comfort of his room for a few short hours, that what he said to her finally registers, and he slumps back against his pillows.

He's a fool— but she responded in kind, at least. She didn't take offense to his horrible lack of manners. 

He'll have to apologize.

…After he gets some sleep.

-o0o-

The opportunity to apologize for running slipshod all over the bounds of propriety never seems to materialize, however, because word comes from the farthest guard towers that there is a storm brewing in the west, and it is rapidly approaching; it will arrive in the next few days, just before the Long Night. Now, Ren isn't worried about the weather (though it's certainly not good) so much as he is what the cloud cover will allow— he knows if he were the Ender commander, and he were mobilizing a force of night-bound creatures, he would jump on the opportunity to strike early immediately. 

The army is readied as fast as they can manage, and Ren is grateful that Lizzie pushed hard against the King and Queen of Faerie's hesitation to send forces in the name of integrating and training together for better defense— if the original plan had been followed, the Faerie force would only just now be arriving, and he has a feeling their defenses would not be so solid as they are currently. 

The howling of the oncoming snowstorm two days later is pierced by the shrieking of phantoms, and the entire fortress braces for what is coming. Ren stands at the top of the keep, armor on and battle-axe in hand. Martyn is down on the lower wall, he knows, though he cannot see him from here. Lady Cleo, the Twice-Lived, is down on the front lines with her infantrymen— Ren can just barely see her in her black armor, towering over everyone. Magister Beans is with the contingent of mages. 

And the Shadow Knight is standing at his side, surveying the field. 

"We ought to be down there," she says, scowling. 

"I will not disagree," he says mildly. "But my Hand might."

"It's silly," she continues, as though he hasn't said anything. 

"Sillier if we both get killed and leave the army leaderless," he points out.

She rounds on him, one eyebrow raised dangerously.

"Lizzie," he says, trying to keep his tone even. "I do not want to be up here away from the fight any more than you do." He glances at the sky again; the snow runs like waves, coming to crash on the shores of the abyss, and he can see the dark shapes of phantoms and their riders swooping in the clouds' shadow. "But I think we will have other things to worry about."

"Thou hast the right of it," she mutters, and reaches for her bow, leaning against her leg. She nocks, sights, and releases, and a phantom goes plummeting down from the sky. 

"Did that mak'st thou feel better?" Ren says, a ghost of a teasing note in his voice. 

"Well, Your Majesty, I did swear to protect thee," she says. "I can do that, at least." 

"Only until the Long Night is over," he says, and he can't lie— there's a heaviness that settles over his heart at the thought. Even if they both survive this siege, she will go back to the Land of Faerie, back to her normal life, before he interrupted it. He's grown accustomed to her presence. He'll have to unlearn those habits. 

Lizzie turns to look at him, lowering her bow, and she surprises him once again. "I'll stay as long as thou wilt have me, Ren," she says, and her voice is grave. 

"And if I ask thee to never leave?"

"Then I won't," she says, simply. "To the death."

"To the death," he agrees.

And they turn to face the oncoming tide.

and that's all, folks! (only a couple days late haha) thank you @faeriefort-daily for organizing this event and putting up the prompt lists! it's been a ton of fun <3

(also on ao3)

[ninapedia]

15 from Rook codex prompts for Rook Aldwir? Or all Rooks if you feel generous <3

YIPPEE!!! TY!! If anyone else wants to play with me the ask prompt is here!

15. Rook’s packing list for travel to a quest location

CODEX: Veil Jumper Essentials

Rations (3 days min.)

Waterskin (filled)

Fire kit (flint, fire steel, and tinder)

A messier note is scrawled by "Fire Kit": Still need with mage?

Rope (30ft min.)

Chalk (for tree markers)

Bedroll

Veil measuring thingie

Notebook, pen, ink

A messier note is scrawled by "Notebook, pen, ink": Note book you are ok with ripping pages from.

Small edible plant book

A messier note is scrawled by "small edible plant book": College of Herbalists' Foraging Guide to Toxins and Tasties

Soap

String + Bell

Bow + Arrows

Knife

-List on the first page of a notebook belonging to Bellatisha Aldwir. Note: the majority of the pages of this notebook are missing, seemingly ripped out.

Other Rooks ender the cut!!

CODEX: A Warden's Check list

Bedroll

Rations

Canteen

Mess kit

Med Kit

IF DEEP ROADS

10 pitons

Hammer

Rope (50ft+)

Double rations

Additional Blanket

-Check list of Oliver Thorne. The paper is worn with age but well kept.

CODEX: A Crow's Reminder

Several lines of text written in Viago's hand have been scratched out and are no loner legible.

Fuck it, we ball.

-A long forgotten Fledgling note tucked into one of Wren De Riva's books

[heylittleriotact]

@chaezaru is my favourite enabler and asked what Amina’s bond is like with her other companions.

Contains spoilers through the end of act 2 so putting it under the cut:

Harding: Grief isn’t an emotion exclusive to people dying - Lace is running the gamut, grieving the person she was before her new powers, grieving the injustices her people were subjected to, and grieving the person that she thought Solas was. That’s enough to really mess someone up if they don’t have a solid support system, so Amina takes extra care to make sure Lace is included and looked after. She spends a lot of time in the greenhouse, asking her to teach her how to grow things. It turns out this is good for both of them: Amina isn’t accustomed to the practice of cultivating new life and finds it very rewarding, and Harding gets to feel like she has some control over *something* in the damn world for a few minutes.

Bellara: She carries a lot of guilt that manifests in self-doubt and over-caution. She’s afraid to fail because she’s haunted by the consequences of past failures. Amina relates to this more than she’d care to admit, and doesn’t really feel equipped to help Bellara with her feelings when she’s still struggling with her own guilt. She knows she should encourage her to grow past it, but wouldn’t that make her a hypocrite if she’s still caught up on her own regrets? She does enjoy spending time with her though - the two of them start writing a smutty romance together, trading a thick leather bound notebook back and forth every few days. Anyone who inquires about this activity is met with feigned obliviousness.

Neve: It’s a professional relationship through and through. Amina is still very much figuring out that outside of Nevarra, being mortalitasi is either a conversation starter or a conversation ender: there’s no in between. More often than not when she alludes to her work when talking to Neve because it’s really all she knows outside of her own name, it’s a conversation ender. Amina is low key jealous that the wisps of the lighthouse prefer to converge in Neve’s office. That doesn’t stop her from finding ridiculous excuses to visit the mage just to spend time with the wisps.

Davrin: Sometimes Amina wonders if Reda and Gortan experienced similar frustrations with her as Davrin seems to experience either Assan. Granted, she was a person and not a griffin, and Reda and Gortan specifically volunteered to raise her when she was found in the Necropolis as an infant. But still. Raising a child that isn’t your blood is different than raising one that is - no denying that. She likes spending time with the warden and Assan, and while she thinks Davrin is indeed a knight in shining armor straight out of a fairytale, she’s rather disillusioned with the fact that he seems committed to the idea that his existence is meaningless if it doesn’t end in a heroic death.

Lucanis: Amina catches Lucanis off guard by how completely unbothered she appears to be about Spite. She was more taken aback by how much he spends on coffee in a month than the fact that he’s inhabited by a spirit. She sees how other people treat him and act around him because of it and feels bad for both Lucanis and Spite: none of this was either of their faults. So she just treats Lucanis like she would anyone else, and any appearance by Spite is met with patience and kindness that surprises the spirit too. Most mornings at the Lighthouse start with Amina and Lucanis sitting at the dining table in complete silence as they drink their coffee. Lucanis tried to strike up a morning conversation once, but was met with a series of one word answers and distant “mhmmm’s” until he realized that Amina was either unwilling or incapable of conversing before she found the bottom of that first cup after waking.

Taash: Amina doesn’t seem to unnerve Taash quite as much as Emmrich does, but she doesn’t understand why. Sure she’s not a mage and she doesn’t do *exactly* the same work that Emmrich does, but she converses with spirits, bathes, embalms, and dresses the deceased, repairs undead, and leads funeral services just like anyone else in Watch is expected to do. If anything Amina thinks Taash should be MORE creeped out by Amina because of how casually and optimistically she talks about her own eventual death. Maybe it’s Emmrich’s moustache? Either way, she tries to find common ground with them that is unrelated to anything death-ish. They work out a lot. Amina is determined to out-plank Taash one of these days. Amina really dislikes Taash’s Mom. Having been envious of other children that grew up knowing their parents, Shathann’s relationship with Taash diminishes Amina’s idealized view of what parents should be like - what hers would be like if she had them. She struggles to understand why a parent who has put so much effort and sacrifice into raising their child would treat them with such coldness when they’re clearly trying to live up to unattainable expectations.

Emmrich: Amina is so incredibly smitten with him. He makes her feel seen and valued in a way that no one aside from her adoptive family has, and she considers herself incredibly lucky to have found him. She’s never had more engaging and fascinating discussions with another person, and though they have very, very different perspectives surrounding death and mortality, the contrast compliments their relationship. Amina is comforted by the idea of mortality and the natural cycle of life and death: the order and guarantee of an End, but having Emmrich in her life gives her pause and reason to take better care of herself and approach battles more cautiously instead of throwing herself into them like the armour-clad Reaper that she is. She’s very understanding of Emmrich’s thanatophobia, however: it’s an incredibly common affliction, and the fact that he’s a scholarly necromancer who happens to be terrified of his own mortality doesn’t diminish his accomplishments or make him a fraud, and it doesn’t change the fact that he is an amazingly kind, compassionate person to everyone he comes into contact with - alive or dead. Sometimes he has nightmares about dying. She makes him chamomile and lavender tea and writes gentle love notes on his back with her fingertip till he falls back asleep.

Bonus - Solas: From their first meeting in her dreams, she felt there was something different about him, but dreams can be misleading and mercurial, so she didn’t put much stock into it at first. Once it was revealed that Solas was a spirit that manifested physically, Amina’s entire perception around their interactions changed: what was Solas if not another lost spirit in need of assistance? Sure, she’d never encountered a spirit of his magnitude, age, and power before, but… the fundamental approach to handling him couldn’t possibly be that different, right?

[spzxed]

I call this one The Home Of The Ender Mage!!

The Ender Mage:

The Ender Mage is a mob alot similar to a witch!! But they live in the end and they use Ender based magic on unsuspecting players there 100% hostile so be careful not to get hit!! And if you do manage to get close you will get a slowness effect, but when you do eventually defeat it [if you do] they will drop Ender dust which you can then use to brew more powerful potions!

[This mob is made up by me the mob is free to use if anyone would like to put it in there mod just be sure to credit me in some way shape or form]

[thewardenisonthecase]

you cannot tell me that once fenris and mage hawke became an item, Anders didn't use that as an argument ender against fenris even once

like fenris going on his usual 'mages are dangerous' thing and anders just drops an 'oh yeah? so why are you and hawke a thing?' (or smthg like that)

i just its too good to not have happened at least once