#wizardcouncil

[celestial-witchposter]

Little Everyday Offerings: Aphrodite Edition 🐚✨️

A lock of hair. (I cut my own, so that makes it easier, but after your next haircut, try taking a piece home and leaving it on your altar. It's a powerful piece of yourself, your femininity, and your beauty.)

A spray of perfume/drop of perfume oil. (This one is super easy if you have a statue/idol or medal you can anoint. It's quick and easy and is easily incorporated into morning routines, rituals, or devotionals.)

A flower (Particularly roses, *especially* red ones - RIP Adonis. Myrtle and apple blossom are also symbolic of Aphrodite. Whether you find them on a walk, buy them for yourself, or receive them as a gift, leave one for the goddess!)

Fruit or berries (Quinces have become her symbol due to the "golden apple" myth of Paris, but any fruit you happen to be eating, a slice can be offered to Aphrodite. Especially figs and apples.)

Water/Moon water (With intention!! Intention is everything. Remember, Aphrodite was born from the sea foam, gifts of the water and the sea are precious to her.)

Seashells (Especially abalone shells, but anything you find along the shores will hold its own power. I have heard stories of worshipers of Aphrodite being asked for specific shells by the goddess/getting a sense that one in particular will be appreciated, so listen to your intuition when choosing which one to leave her, or simply offer the prettiest one you find back to the sea!)

A kiss, with or without lipstick (I think this one speaks for itself. Very good for medals and pendants especially, when on the go. For a statue or idol, I would place them at the base of the statue, near the feet. Above all be respectful, this is a goddess you're speaking to. If you get a sense that you should not offer a kiss, DON'T.)

A sentimental piece of jewelry (It's best if this is a piece you dont intend on wearing. Perhaps something that belonged to a loved one, or something from your childhood that was special to you - I left her freshwater pearls from my very first pearl necklace that is now much too small. 💔)

Milk, honey, or sweets (Make sure to only leave these for a short time, to avoid spoilage. If milk sours, flies are attracted, or honey crystallizes within a few hours on your altar - well first check the milk jug 😄 - but otherwise you may want to take special care to honor the goddess soon, and consider cleansing and protecting yourself and your space.)

Hope this helps! I've been actively honoring and worshiping Aphrodite for about a year now, so I'm not a priestess or anything of that ilk, but the goddess has blessed me and seems pleased enough with my work. If anyone has anything to add, feel free, and feel free to correct me if it seems I'm misinformed. This is just what works and has worked for me. The most important thing really is just to be respectful, Aphrodite isn't all love and light, and can be quite temperamental and even vengeful, which makes her a powerful patron. Best of luck and blessed be!

[barely-living-wizard-apprentice]

every time I look into what's going on with the all wizard councils I'm greatful that I'm not them it really does seem like some new goofy conflict every week

also glad their collective reaches haven't really touched my city I don't think I could afford fines for banned spells or whatever they're doing

[battlemageserioth]

Werill's Serenade

Episode 3

The Pantheon was closer to Pandemonium than anything else. Under the gaze of huge statues that represented long forgotten figures, the Council members were yelling, pointing fingers and for some of them, biting. From afar, they looked like barking dogs. Werill smirked.

"The elite of all magic users, eh?"

"Shut up," sighed Amelia.

The spellblade stepped forward, and shouted.

"Council! Prisonner Werill demands audience!"

There was an instant of silence as all eyes turned to them, broken by a geomancer with flowing red hair.

"A prisonner demands audience? On what rights?" they said, rising an eyebrow with an inquisitive look on their face.

"On rights of the False Hydra that I've helped grow inside the City."

"THE FUCKING WHAT?!"

Immediately, the Pantheon exploded once more. Shouting resumed, and only cease when, with a smirk, Werill snapped his fingers. Three heads closed their mouths shut, and appeared. They were gigantic, dwarfing the statues of the Pantheon. All were bald things of grey skin, bloated almost to the point of rupture. Veins of black blood ran under across them, down long neck that looked like withering logs. One of them, the central one, was covered with bulbous eyes that looked around in a frantic fashion. They were smiling with rotting teeth that were much too large for their faces, and out of their mouths dripped a yellowish saliva that conglomerated on the ground, forming foul smelling puddle. The mages recoiled in horrified disgust. How long had the Pantheon housed this rotting filth..?

"Hello," the heads whispered in unisson, somehow loud enough for all to hear it.

The geomancer turned a strange colour.

"It talks..." they whispered, much to Werill's delight.

"It does! A steady diet of well fed memetovores will do that to a hydra. Anyways! I wanted to negociate. Let's be quick. My friend here has been hungry for a while."

Another mage stood up. He had a long white beard and steel grey eyes, and his voice, though shaking, echoed like a far away storm.

"What do you want, Werill?"

"Little old me? We'll talk about that later," he chuckled. "Right now, it's about what the Hydra wants. It has access to the Portal Room, but... Well, it would like access to more worlds."

Amelia's eyes flared with fury, and in an instant, a glowing sword of golden light was against the man's throat. She did not get time to speak, however. In an instant, one of the heads was in front of her, so close that she could feel its warm breath. It simply whispered :

"No."

Amelia staggered, and took a step back.

"What the..?"

"Did I mention that it likes me?" Werill chuckled again. "Anyways. You all have two days to decide. After that... It will eat what it finds. Goodbye."

The man jumped on top of the head as it lowered itself, and before Amelia could do anything, it had left the hall. There was a moment of silence, before the spellblade turned to the Council.

"Cowards!" she shouted. "Any of you could have burned that thing, or zapped it, or... I don't know, make it brain dead! Why didn't you?!"

The grey eyed mage was the first to answer.

"No, we can't. A False Hydra doesn't need a mind to function. They are things of the Void. As such, their hunger is enough to move them. One this size can shrug off most physical damage, and we do not know where the other heads, or its heart are. For now, we need... Diplomacy."

"Di-" Amelia clenched her teeth, and nodded. "...very well."

"You are dismissed, spellblade."

Amelia turned to leave, and she felt herself sinking into dread and rage. On the great bridge that connected the Pantheon to the rest of the Towers, she took a deep breath, and looked up. The City had stars, once. Before it had any tower, before mages even gazed upon it, before this patch of sky was ripped from the heavens, it was gleaming with threads silver light. Now, the invisible eyes of the Hydra patrolled the sky. She clenched her teeth. As a spellblade working for the Council, she had been in danger, and she had been powerless. But never before had she been both at the same time. And never before could the the threat be a danger to Sophia.

She rushed towards her girlfriends tower. She had to keep her safe, because the Council would not. She had to get her out of here.

[concoctionboy]

Okay, so, question for the Wizard Council, are the annual banned spell lists cumulative? I mean, when the next year's list comes out, does it add to the lists from previous years, or replace them?

Because there are a couple of spells on the 2021 banned spell list I'd be kind of curious to see cast...

WIZARD COUNCIL 2021 BANNED SPELL LIST:

Unending penis barrage

Summon Ketamine Ape

Greater Baja Blast

Transmute Idaho

Homoerotic Vortex

[evilwizard]

yet another year of beautiful fashion at the #wizardcouncil gala! Cowl the Unseen was absolutely stunning (we assume) in a beautiful floral(?) number (who can say) and Izerion the Infinite’s infinite hat spiraled off into every conceivable dimension, impaling many good apprentices and homunculi. another rousing success!

[wizardoftheisles]

Wizard island taxes are

An absolute bitch

I've had to sacrifice 16 of my newborns, and I'm in a low tax bracket!

Possible improvements-

The option to sacrifice other peoples newborns (more accepting)

Less tax (fuck the @wizardcouncil)

Less stringent punishment (I just got testicle tortioned for swearing at the wizard council)

Remove the voices

Get that darn gnome out of my spine

[mangoes-and-mothman]

on my wizard behavior ✨

#spells #wizardmoneygang #spellcasting #ponderingmyorblike #magic #wizardcouncil

[concoctionboy]

Or heck, maybe for all I know the Wizard Council already meets there. I interact a lot with wizards, but I'm not a wizard myself, so I don't really know much about the council.

Or… I guess there are multiple competing wizard councils now? Being a wizard must get really confusing.

tumblr is really sleeping on wizard island. an island in the middle of a volcanic caldera lake named for the fact that it looks like a WIZARD HAT. and yes you can go there.

[celestial-witchposter]

See how I buy my witchcraft supplies secondhand? Very mindful, very demure.

I'm not like the SHEIN advertisers want me to be, I don't buy 500 new journals for every subject.

See how I use the decor I already have to freshen up my altar? Very cutesy. Very classic. 💕

[lizardwizard3000]

i smocked @weed and they kicked me out of @wizardcouncil

[celestial-witchposter]

Home Protections: Methods and Magick that Guard a Witch's Home

Normally, I make a point not to share the exact protections I've made around my home. However, in the interest of keeping this community open and communicative, I think it's best to show how I keep my home safe from negative people and energies.

This will be focused on what I do for my *apartment*, not my altar or my person, which I may feature in a later post.

Smudging/Smoke cleansing - I feel like this is one of the most basic skills in a witch's arsenal, as it were. For smudge sticks, I recommend plants that grow in your area. For me that's garden sage, lavender, cedar, mugwort, and rose petals. You can make your own smudge sticks by binding stalks of these herbs together with pure cotton string. You can even collect and dry your own herbs for this purpose. As for incense, my favorite overall is jasmine but for smoke cleansing and protection I opt for Wild Berry Sage and Santo or Ispalla Palo Santo & Rue incense sticks. I tend to avoid buying whole palo santo sticks or white sage smudge bundles, though I do inevitably end up with them as gifts.

Protection oils - its ridiculously easy to make your own blends, though it can get expensive. My favorite at the moment is a blend of cedar, juniper, clove, mugwort, and bergamot in a base of olive oil so I can wear it as well as anoint with it. Be careful the surface you use these on - I wouldn't recommend finished hardwoods, for instance, unless you've diluted it in a spray or cleaner. Diluted vinegar is my favorite for non-porous surfaces (like linoleum, tile, or tabletops), with one part each of vinegar and water, and a few drops of oil.

Sound cleansing - whether you prefer singing bowls, a bell, singing, or playing music or chants on a speaker, sound has a powerful impact on the energy in a space. Just think of the difference music makes in the energy of a cafe versus a club. Sanctify and purify your space with sacred sound and music, or simply get your house spirits dancing while you clean! There is so much to choose from with this option.

Charms and amulets - There are. So many different ways to protect your home. A partial list of my favorites include: Witch bells, railroad spikes, hagstones, pentacles, spell bags, spell bottles, most black or white crystals (onyx, black tourmaline, obsidian, selenite, clear quartz), and of course the evil eye. More specific charms include dream catchers to catch and prevent nightmares, and horseshoes turned in the shape of a 'u' to catch the good luck entering your home.

Runes, bindrunes, and rune staves - my personal favorite being the Elder Futhark rune Algiz ᛉ, which you can either use on its own, or combine with other runes to create a bind rune (where the different runes share a single base line and you draw each rune onto it), or what is known as a rune stave, which is a sigil of your own making consisting of multiple runes. There's no exact science to this, many different types of staves have been found that were used for many different purposes, both lingual and magickal, over the centuries. For example, I seal many of my spell bottles with a simple, even cross (like a crossroads) with the end of each line forking three ways like an Algiz. Here is a more complicated stave that protects the entrance to my home, which I drew in white candle wax on the bottom of my door mat.

In the center, I bring the focus to Jera ᛃ, the year, to represent each season and a full cycle, good harvests, restful winters, bountiful springs, etc. To protect and bring prosperity year round.

The middle cross represents the values the rune protects in my home: Algiz ᛉ, is for protection, Pertho ᛈ is for play, joy, and laughter, Othila ᛟ, for home and family, and Kenaz ᚲ, for the torch or hearth.

The outermost circle is the protective ring in envisioning around the house. I invoke Isa I, or the ice, to freeze out and make unwelcome any who would wish to do us harm. Gebo X is a symbol of giving and taking. Reciprocity is important in any relationship, whether with the earth or with friends, and any who pass through our doors and receive our generosity as hosts I want to instill with this giving spirit.

Salt - This one is the simplest. So simple in fact it ought to have been first. Salt has such rich history and folklore from all around the world, I won't even begin to touch on all of it. But its essential role in our bodies and lives is undeniable. Not only is it nutritionally necessary, and a wonderful preservative, but it is also the earth's most powerfully protective mineral. You don't need anything special, in fact it's best to just buy the cheapest you can because if you're getting into spellwork, you're going to be using a lot of it. It can be mixed with ashes from your spells and incense, herb blends, and blessings to make different witches salts. Aunt Lucinda from The Spiderwick Chronicles wasn't as crazy as she seemed for having a line of salt in each doorway and windowsill. Be careful using salt outdoors, as too much kills any plant, and too much around small children and pets simply because they'll eat anything.

Prayers, affirmations, and incantations - these will of course be extremely personal. They can be as simple as saying "I am protected" or "I am guarded" etc., as you walk your house. You can make symbols or sigils with the movement of your hands. You can pray to a deity if you choose. A personal favorite of mine is to incant as I smoke cleanse, rotating my incense or smudge stick counterclockwise (to release, dispel, or banish - clockwise to attract) and say "I release that which does not serve me. I banish that which would do me harm."

For all of these, *intention* is going to be your best friend. Visualize a white, protective light filling your home, pushing the shadows from every crevice, and let your power and the powers you trust to call on shield you from any harmful energy that may come your way. Some of these will have to be redone yearly, or monthly, some I only do when I feel the need for something particularly strong, like when an evil eye breaks or a string of ill fortune strikes, and sickness or an unwanted person has been in the house. Let your intuition guide you.

Hope you enjoyed, let me know what I should share next!

[greywizard-reporter-jim]

Becoming a Necromancer, day 8.

Having realised my true calling, and the sheer boredom of Tax Magic (I'm not having a midlife crisis, you're having a midlife crisis!), I have decided to become a necromancer! The path is long but I know it'll be worth it.

Ahem.

EAT SHIT, SERIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTH!

Ah, today is a wonderful day! Serioth, as I thought, ambushed me as I was making my way towards Gavamont's tower, but I was ready for him! He cast a Circle of Anti-Teleportation, using a scroll, but...

Well, my researches have reached a breakthrough, and I stood up all night yesterday to exploit it. You see, the different schools of magic are not something natural. It's an artificial construct we use to classify spells and types of mana, but they can overlap. Necromancy and Tax Magic are no exception! This is a basic concept, but realising it opens many door. I don't have to abandon anything in order to be a necromancer! I'm still me! Grey Wizard Jim! I'm just learning new things.

So, without further adue, let me introduce to you...

The Skeleton Mafia Debt Collectors!

My very first proper necromancy spell! Serioth didn't expect that one, and he did NOT like it either! They managed to wound him, and I managed to run away, and reach Gavamont's Tower. I did lose my previous journal in my escape, though. It saddens me a bit, but this is not a day for weeping, and I've got bottles of wine in my bag of holding. I think I'm gonna open one.

This is a day for celebration! To new magic! To new horizons! To new friends!

[battlemageserioth]

Serioth's Orb of Transcription

Logs of the 10th of Azure.

[The Orb has been activated.]

S: This is Council member Serioth. I am currently investigating Council member Werill's suspicious activity. Recently, I have seen him use the Council Meeting Room's mana reserve to cast an encrypted spell of Open Way. I also have reasons to believe that he is linked to a memory eating entity that has been afflicting me recently. Because of that, I suspect Werill of treason against the Council, and will track his spell back to the gate. I plan on using this Orb as proof, and give my consent to have my words be subjected to a spell of Reveal Intent. Everything I will see there shall be described to the best of my abilities. As for the gate, it seems to be concealed. It appears as an ordinary wall, in the Upper Gardens of the Council's Tower. I will now cast the spell.

Wrtyening dpcny,

Piehirg ueoa memory,

Lll aheit vesirn rluy,

Aetve rhiio tsath to me.

[Sounds of grinding stones.]

It works. The wall has opened, and reveals a dimly lit corridor. There are torches on the walls, on each side. I can't see the end of it. I'm going to enter.

[Serioth walking on stone.]

There is moss in the ground and on the walls. The iron of the torches is rusting. I suspect that this place is older than Werill's membership in the Council. He might not be alone. I can also see a door. It is made of wood, and it is rotting. I'm preparing a spell, just in case, and openning it...

It's an office, it seems. This place is cleaner than the corridor. There are candles on the desk, and some letters. ...they're either encrypted, or written in a language I don't know. I will leave them here, and take them once I'll get out. I can also see an ink pot. I need to try something.

[Sound of a flame being lit up.]

As I feared, this is arcane ink. Werill has been making unbreakable pacts. They don't seem to be here, since the ink on the letters is mundane. Too bad. I would have burned them if I could. Oh well. I must press on, I don't know how much time I have, and there's another door. Maybe I'll find more evidence.

What the...

[Serioth carefully stepping into the room.]

The difference in size between this place and the office is jarring. There are huge collumns going up, higher than I can see. There's a bridge in front of me, and below, on both sides.

...oh.

Those are... Some form of stasis sigils. Hundreds of them, probably more. I can see the runes glowing the dark, each circle illuminating... Something. They look like silvery spiders, with runes across their main body. They have eight, extremely long limbs, six of them staying behind the creatures, and two extended forward, like hooks. I'm afraid that those are memetophage, like the one afflicting me. There are more than I bel-

W: Fancy seeing you here.

S: Werill! Stay back!

[Mana sizzling.]

W: Jeez, old crow, no need to get angry. You're the one intruding, you know.

S: Don't play dumb. What is the meaning of this? Answer!

W: This? Well, this is my... Latest project. Do you like it? The one on your neck's just a prototype, but it's been doing wonders. You've been a lot more agreeable lately. A real ray of sunshine.

S: We haven't talked in the last few days.

W: Oh. Are you sure?

S: ...it doesn't matter. I've got more than enough proof to get you out of the Council. This is prohibited research, and a major project done in the City of Towers without the Council's approval! And I'll stop you myself if I must.

W: [Sigh.] Do you even have a plan? Do you think you can just rush in and destroy everything, like you usually do? Please. The whole place will collapse if you try. Then you'll be targeted by the City's defense system. I wonder how long you'd last. Or maybe you plan on just killing me. Cutting off the snake's head. Except that wouldn't do it. You know there's no way I could have done this alone. So you need the information I have. Just wanted to clarify that, in case you were about to do something... Stupid.

S: What you said is true. But I'll get the rest of the Council on this case and... What is that ?

[Paper shuffling.]

W: The reason why you won't. When they latch on to an host, those little beauties put them in a transe. They become half aware of their surroundings and easily... Convinced. I must admit, you're resillent. Very resilient. You even tried to negociate. But you signed, in the end.

S: Signed what?!

W: An arcane contract. If you ever tell anyone about what you saw here, or about anything incriminating that involves me, you will then leave the Council, leave your grimoire behind, and never go back to the City of Towers. Terribly sorry about that.

S: What..?

W: Yyyyyyeah. You might want to consider your options carefully. You could try to stop me, of course, but that would cost you your seat at the Council.

S: You're a fool if you think I won't do what I must, regardless of the cost.

W: Except you won't be able to do what you must without your job. And you've been around long enough to know that there are way bigger threats than this.

S: I have the power to do things myself. I'm a battle mage.

W: Oh, old crow, you know nothing of power. Magic isn't power. Not really. Not when basically anyone can shoot fireballs out of their hands or turn into smoke. True power is the power you hold over the people who can do that. True power is the power to have them work together to achieve your goals. Tell me, what would you do, to keep doing your job without the Council's support? Where would you get the mana potions? The location of the Council's ennemies? The equipment to cast siege-tier battle spells? Without the Council, you're just another brute, Serioth. A brute without purpose, without a Council to serve. A scared child, giving his life to what he thinks is the institution who can solve every problem in the world. A child who believes that if he does everything it demands, he will be able to sleep at night without smelling the ashes of his home.

A child with a lot of enemies. A brute who is all alone, hated by almost any wizard worth their salt.

[Werill chuckling.]

W: Oh, you did not like the sound of that, did you?

S: ...out of my way, Werill. I'm going to report this to the Council, and burn this place to the ground myself.

W: [Sigh.] How dissapointing. Oh well.

[Werill taking something out of his pocket, and placing his hand over his amulet.]

[A metallic object, falling somewhere.]

[A magic shield activating.]

W: Wakey wakey...

S: Wh- No!

ᚹᛁᛚᛚ ᛟᚠ ᚠᛚᚨᛗᛖ!

[Fire crackling.]

W: Burn as many as you like, little mage. There's thousands of them here. Maybe millions. I lost count, and they breed quickly, when they're not restrained. They'll keep coming as long as they sense magic in you.

[Sound of an explosion.]

S: Why aren't they coming after you then?! Stay right here! Answer me you bastard!

W: Why would I bother?

You won't remember the answer, once they're done with you.

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[anti-anti-anti-anti-wiz-council]

Ah, right-o. Sounds wise to keep an eye on the blighter. I agree, @anti-wizard-council is likely planning some skullduggery.

In the meantime, though, I don't trust that @anti-anti-anti-wizard-council either. Just because they haven't been seen lately doesn't mean they're not up to something. And after all, it's them I'm supposed to be most directly opposing, innit. Perhaps I'll have a look see, see if I can find where they've been lurking, what? Seems more useful to the cause than needlepointing, anyway. Although I am working on a needlepoint that I think will look sharp hanging in the Anti-Anti-Anti-Anti-Wizard Council Headquarters.

Carry on.

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[funkylittledemon]

WIZARDS SUCK SKELETONS ARE BETTER

☠️🔥🔥☠️☠️☠️🔥🔥🔥☠️🔥🔥☠️☠️🔥🔥☠️☠️☠️🔥

[warriorsofficial]

You are all probably wondering why I’m looking into the ancient sin/demon of greed. Or my age. Or why I even call myself greed. These questions have the same answer. You see, the guild founders where chosen to defeat the sins that threatened the planes. You can imagine their surprise when they only encountered six and not seven. They where successful in their endeavors. And I applaud them in defeating my siblings. They where ready to tear me apart when I arrived on the battlefield, even if they where weakened horribly. The thing is. I was never interested in destruction and total control. It’s boring to be moot. So I helped the hero’s afterwards. I don’t know what happened to my siblings, nor do I care. They’re trapped somewhere. And that’s fine. I’m weak aswell as I’ve never bothered to gain more power or train myself to keep from going rusty. In fact the deal with the hero’s I made sealed most of my magical abilities. And that’s fine. I have been around for many. The recent spike of my interest of my powers is new yes. But it’s for good reason. Now am I a good being? No. But I’m also not evil. I’m in a very grey area. But I will use it to protect those I deem worthy of protection. I may be only able to cast a few spells, but my blade is still strong.