#warrior witch coven

[warriorwitchnike]

PSA For New Heathens

For any new heathens out there or those looking to get into heathenry: the Asatru Folk Assembly is an explicitly bigoted group. Racism sexism homophobia transphobia, you name the bigotry, they support it. Steer as clear of it and anyone who supports/follows it as possible. The same goes for the Odinic Rite, and many affiliated groups.

These two groups also have a code of ethics they developed called the Nine Noble Virtues. Anyone who pushes these ideas, especially the versions specifically created by these groups, is supporting white supremacy.

Being familiar with hate groups and dog whistles will be one of the most important things you do as you start on your heathen path.

#heathen #heathenry #asatru #TW: white supremacy #dog whistles #TW: asatru folk assembly #inclusive heathenry #warrior witch coven

[nikejournals]

My October monthly and weekly spreads! I’ve excluded one that I didn’t particularly like but I’m in love with the rest.

#bullet journal #bujo #weekly spread #bullet journal weekly #monthly spread #monthly log #warrior witch coven #astrology #astronomy

[thedoorsofmyheart]

Manifesting Daisy “Quake” Johnson and Wanda “Scarlet Witch” Maximoff while watching D23 announcements and screaming

#d23 #fangirling #scarlet witch solo movie #bring back daisy johnson #also Rogers the musical live #thunderbolts #secret invasion #coven of chaos #agents of shield #scarlet witch #quake #daisy johnson #wanda maximoff #mcu next phase #secret warriors #inhumans #mutants

[goldenxglyphs]

Space Themed Asks | ACCEPTING

@collectalong​ asked:

Pulsar: What do you hope to do in the next 10 years?  

Comet: What’s your big dream?  

Phoenix: Favourite thing to wear?

Rigel: Have you ever gone on a rollercoaster?  

Pulsar -  ”I’m hoping to give back as much as I took from people while being the Golden Guard.”

Comet - “I guess uh...reaching a point I can actually feel like I can relax. Its slow coming.”

Phoenix - “The necklace my best friend gave me.”

Rigel - “Uh no. I don’t think Luz ever told me what those are. I assume that’s a human realm thing.”

Pulsar -  “I think I still want to be one of the greatest witches in the Boiling Isles! But I hope I can help make the Isles a better place too.”

Comet -  “My big dream? That I can do magic again some day, even if glyphs don’t work anymore.”

Phoenix -  “Eda’s old grudgby jacket for sure!”

Rigel -  “Oh yea plenty of times! I used to be more scared of them when I was little but I’ve slowly been getting over them.”

#questions for the coven | asks #a guards observations | hunter headcanons #witch class notes | luz headcanons #luz s3 verse - { v: warrior of peace } #hunter s3 verse - { v: all that glitters is pyrite } #inside the coven | in character

[theliteraryvixen]

Interview with an Author featuring Emily Bex

The Literary Vixen presents… Joining us today is Emily Bex! Author of Rhiannon’s Circle (The Bohannon Witches Duology Book 1) and The Blood Covenant: A Vampire Paranormal Romance (The Medici Warrior Series Book 1). How long have you been writing? I’ve only been writing fiction for 11 years. I had been working in marketing for a large international company for about 20 years, creating catalogs,…

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#Author Spotlight #Dark Paranormal #Emily Bex #Interview with an Author #Kindle Unlimited #Paranormal Fantasy #Rhiannon&039;s Circle (The Bohannon Witches Duology Book 1) #The Blood Covenant: A Vampire Paranormal Romance (The Medici Warrior Series Book 1) #The Literary Vixen #Urban Fantasy

[authoramandasmith]

The Lycan King Series Available on GoodNovel

Little Hybrid Blurb:

Isla:

Battles and Chaos. Blood and carnage. Who knew this would be my life, my destiny? A few months ago, I was in hiding, only to have everything turned upside down. My parents murdered in front of me. I ran from the monsters that took them, only to be captured and tortured. Unexpectedly rescued, only to be held captive again. Awaiting execution as the most hated of all creatures, and studied like a common lab rat, all under his command. The command of the one who's meant to both protect me and love me.

Anders:

Grappling with my duties to my pack and my desire for her, will I do what needs to be done or fight tooth and nail to keep what is mine?

Hybrid Queen Blurb:

Sequel To The Lycan Kings Little Hybrid-

Omen, a witch from the Coven of the Earth Spirit, drops a bombshell that involves Isla, how will it affect her role in the pack and the prophecy?

The search for the holders of the keys is on, as the fate of all immortals hangs in the balance. Will they complete what they need to in time or will the fallen rise and doom them all?

Two spirits collide, causing more harm than good as they fight for dominance.

As Isla and Anders confront the challenges in front of them, will it strengthen them or force them apart?

#warrior #coven #luna #romancereads #romanceseries #mate #search #magic #alpha #queen #werewolf #hybrid #king #romancenovels #battle #forbidden #witches #prophecy #goodnovel

[house-foxglove]

Working on my own Soulsborne setting I've been able to jot down a number of tropes and archetypes that are repeated throughout the games.

Warcrime Woman who embraces a dark power she is proficient with yet rejected in order to protect a person, ideal, or secret: Lady maria, malenia, Sister Elfriede

Old Woman: Eileen, Lady Butterfly

Heroine (sometimes is a profession that is pursued but is always a position considered noble and somber in its weight of responsibility): maiden in Black, Emerald Herald, Fire Keeper, Finger maidens, The Plain Doll, Roderika

butcher cannibal woman: maneater mildred, Anastasia

Animal Covenant Leader: Wolf of Farron, Forest Hunter

woman of rebirth: Rosaria, Rennala

Cynical Soldier: Hawkwood, Crestfallen Soldier

Blacksmith/Weaponsmaster: Andre, Hewg, Boldwin

Washed up man (Typically Old) who has perpetuated a dying and empirical cycle but can still whip ass: Gwyn, Gehrman, Radagon

Patches: Hyena, Untethered, Unbreakable, Spider

Chosen One maiden: Irina of Carim, Ranni

Her Knight bound by Duty: Eygon, Blaidd, Vilhelm, Rogier

Forsaken Woman who is rlly nice: Karla, Fia, Arianna, Yuria the Witch

Yellow headwrap invader: Yellowfinger Heysel, King Jeremiah, Old Monk

Just a good fucking guy and warrior: Siegward, Solaire, Alexander

Wizard mentor who presents "hard" but is a softie: Sellen, Orbeck.

Servitors of the "good" gods and their will: Frampt, Two Fingers

Their direct opposites: Kaathe, Three Fingers

master of the Dead: Nito, Godwyn

REALLY FERVENT AND DEVOUT CHURCH GOER: D, Alfred,

If there are any others pls let me know there's something about seeing the parallels between these characters in these amazing series.

#Elden ring #dark souls #demon souls #bloodborne #Gut of the West #sekiro #I haven't played half of them but fromsoft games have a vicegrip on my heart and mind #soulsborne #fromsoftware #I dont like making tags in excess but i want tis to breach containment

[lovelyladyabsinthewrites]

Love Song for a Vampire Pt. 34

 Pairing(s):Edward Cullen x Wolf!Reader, Jacob Black x Witch!OC

Warnings: none

Words: 2300

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7 Part 8  Part 9  Part 10  Part 11  Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21  Part 22  Part 23   Part 24  Part 25  Part 26  Part 27  Part 28 Part 29  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33  Part 35  Part 36  Part 37  Part 38  Part 39

You can hear the obvious deep words shared between Sam and the elders. Even as the others light-heartedly joked around with Dieufel and Nadege (who had turned back into her human shape), you were too concerned with what was going on on the porch. You try your best to train your ears on anything you could catch. Evita had slowly strolled in at some point but she'd noticed your face screwed up in concentration. She closes her eyes and attempts to listen as well.

"They're worried you guys are going to attract more vampires. Or. . . something worse." You murmur so you didn't disturb the others. Even Paul and Jared were distracted by Nadege conjuring large bubbles that float all the way up to the ceiling before popping. It made the younger wolves laugh; thoroughly entertained.

Evita's round face is calm. "They're right to be worried. That's the thing about magic. It attracts other beings, good and bad. Especially their family's magic. The wards will help but until we get all of them into position there will be vulnerable gaps." Her warm hand is soothing against your shoulder when she regards your agitated expression. "Don't be discouraged.

"This all seems like way too much for me." You quietly admit. "Too much for the others as well. Sam and Dieufel are nearly the same age. We're all so young." War. Jesus, that was what everyone was facing. Your pack had been lucky in the fight with Victoria and her newborns, but against all of the vampires of the Volturi? Not even the help of the Denali coven could make much of a difference.

You catch Eryld Ren's disgruntled voice bleed from the front of the house, as did the others in the kitchen you stall their conversation. The eyes of your packmates look to one another with concern as they strain their human ears to listen in on the conversation. Dieufel and Nadege, while trying to not look like they were eavesdropping, pick at spots on their attire here and there. This was technically a pack matter and you knew if the elders were aware of the witches listening in that they would be none too happy.

"Just because you're alpha doesn't make you free to do as you please!" The older voice bellowed out. You can hear tones coming quietly from the other elders but they're zipped shut by Eryld who is on the war path. "This is something that should have been discussed with us! You've brought these strangers and their magic into our land. Do you even know what you're doing? I swear young people these days don't think!"

Sam's voice in comparison to Eryld's is in a low, calm manner where no one in the kitchen was able to hear what he was saying. He knew how to best handle the elders and their old fashioned ways. And while he may have not been an actual elder on the tribe committee, he did have quite the sway. Especially if it was in regards to the safety of Forks and La Push. He was the one who led us. He still had a say in supernatural matters, things that the elders couldn't really understand for not even they had the honor of calling themselves wolf warriors even in their prime. They'd never felt the exhilaration of shredding out of your soft and vulnerable human flesh to a body that was made of muscle and strength. They had met no other vampires besides the golden eyed Cullens who were a far cry from the vampire norm. Never had the elders had to pray for their life while evading a bite from a red eyed newborn. How could they understand the quick thinking necessary in a situation like that? To you, it was the elders that had no right in barging in on pack business. The witches included that. Sam deeming them trustworthy should have been enough.

A wordless exchange occurs between Evita and Dieufel, her bright eyes in contrast to the dark depths of his. Dieufel takes a breath and passes by the two of you to go out into the living room and address the loud voices of the elders. The rest of you peek out your heads and watch with bated breath as confident Dieufel saunters across the small living room. Sam feels his presence and turns halfway. Both of them stood near the same height and most likely were around the same age. There's a wash of relief at Dieufel's intervening figure. He's grateful to have backup that Jared nor Paul could offer against the elders. An outsider.

"Hello gentlemen." Dieufel eloquently introduces himself with a small bow that has the older men's eyes rounding in surprise. He must look the sight to them as he did dress in exotically bright colors. He adds in a softer exhale "Thank you for having me on your lands. You're apprehensive of the threat we may bring in. My cousin and I have traveled far to help you though. We mean no harm whether intentional or otherwise. If we bring anything that's not of goodness, then we promise to deal with it ourselves. We understand the threat everyone faces in the local town. In honor of our Letizia, we want to help."

"He can charm a snake out of it's den, that one." Nadege quietly snickers against Evita's shoulder.

The rest of the conversation was continued with hushed voices so that everyone in the kitchen was huddled tightly around the door. Seth, Colin and Brady shove to make room for themselves since their hearing wasn't as good as the older members. Paul shushes them when they bicker amongst one another in the process. That quiets them down although you still catch a few hisses of 'move' or 'stop leaning on me'.

With tempers calmed in the front, nothing more could be heard from the men and eventually everyone's back grows sore from stretching out of the kitchen as far as they could without being detected. You stand up and stretch as does Embry and Paul.

"Well, sounds like these have been handled." muses Paul and returns to raiding the fridge for a small snack.

Evita happily nods. "Dieufel has always been the peace keeper."

Nadege leaps back onto the kitchen counter, her long legs stretched in front of her and kick gently. "Oh yes. He's the oldest among all of our cousins and always the one in charge of watching us. With eight squabbling cousins, he learned quickly how to make us calm."

"Is it your entire family that can shape shift?" Brady asks with stars in his eyes, not just for the prospect but also because of Nadege's charm. He's leaning against the small kitchen table that's pressed up to the window.

She nods, her lovely braids moving as she did so. "Yes. Our whole family has been able to turn into birds for as long as any of our relatives could remember. As long as we keep up with our practice, we can keep our bird forms. Once we get older though we can't shape shift. Our anman manman still misses her wings." Her voice grew quiet at that like she's remembering her grandmother who could no longer take to the sky as she'd done in her youth.

Their shape shifting power was much different from the wolves. As long as you kept transforming, it stalled the aging process and one could live much longer than an ordinary human. Sam had told you that when you voiced your worries about Edward. While imprinting tied your souls together, you were still moderately human. Edward could live for centuries but many wolves chose to stop shape shifting in order to age with their human partners. To soothe your worries of you growing old and dying before Edward, he'd told you that as long as you transformed, your aging would be delayed.

"Anman manman doesn't mind too much." Came Dieufel's voice from the entrance of the kitchen with Sam. Everyone had missed the sound of the front door closing and the start of car engines coming to life. "She's traveled more of the world than we have."

Paul straightens up. "Well what was the verdict?"

The light mood that had encapsulated those present suddenly dried up.

Sam sighs and props his large body up against the doorframe as Dieufel joins his cousin on the countertop. "Definitely not happy from being kept in the dark but whether they like it or not, the witches can stay. They want them gone though as soon as the wards are up."

You frown and counter with "But what if something happens to one of the wards? And what if we don't know if they're working yet?" You'd definitely felt a lot safer with Evita there. There was something about her magic that soothed your anxiety and any other negative feelings that ate away at you.

Sensing your distress, Evita puts a hand on your shoulder to comfort your so that Sam can reply. "I'll talk to Billy. He can put more sense into those guys than even I can. For now, we all need to get to work and help them however we can."

"Well, lets not waste precious daylight." Nadege hops off with ease. "Lets get started!"

Yes, no more talking. There was much work to be done for the three witches as they began to pilfer the cabinets for useable tools or ingredients. Evita said many household spices and such could be used and whatever she had left from her recent trip to Port Angeles. More river stones would need to be collected but Brady and Colin were more than happy to escort Nadege out to the forest along with the watchful eyes of Paul who knew that they'd probably be more underfoot than of help due to their puppy love with her. The rest of us were left to Sam's house as we rearranged the furniture in the living room once more like it was a couple of days ago. Those who hadn't been present during Sam's spat with the elders were most likely on patrol. It was just you, Sam, Evita, Embry and Dieufel who prepped the living room.

The knock at the door came as a surprise to everyone since you were so engaged with the task at hand. Sam, being the host, stands tall from where he'd been helping Dieufel move the couch flush against the neighboring wall. His long strides got him to the door in seconds. He opened it to find a nervous Bella Swan already chewing at her bottom lip. At the sight of Sam, she lets go of her lip and attempts to stand straighter in his presence.

"Hey Sam." her voice is quiet but you can tell she's trying her best to be brave in front of your intimidating alpha who towered over her with ease.

"Ah, the witch in training." Sam teases causing Bella's brows to arch in confusion to his words.

Quickly you and Evita shove Sam unceremoniously out of the way. "Bella! It's good to see you." You hastily greet her since Sam didn't. Excitedly you push Evita forward. "Evita, Bella. Bella, Evita."

You'd never seen the expression of pure awe on Bella's face before. Not like that. Her usually pale face had a glow to it when she looked upon Evita. Even knowing that Evita was Jacob's imprintee did not dampen the introduction. "I-It's nice to meet you." She holds out her hand for a shake which Evita eagerly grabs.

"Igualmente.. I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to say hello the first time you saw me."

Bella shakes her head. "No it's alright. You literally had your hands full." Her blush is dark and noticeable on her cheeks as she's trying her best not to stutter in front of her. "What you were doing. . . I can't stop thinking about it."

With her hand still holding Bella's, Evita brings her inside and sits her down on the newly moved couch. Bella's eyes catch Dieufel who watches with interest along with Sam. Evita follows her eyeline and says something to Dieufel in her native tongue. In response, Dieufel rolls his eyes and nudges Sam with his arm. "She wants us to leave. Says we're making the girl uncomfortable."

Bella's ears go red. "No, I-"

Sam just chuckles and shakes his head. "It's okay." He addresses the other male in the room. "Lets go see how the others are doing. I can show you through the forest if it will help you."

They go out through the kitchen's back door leaving the three of you alone. It was better like this. Too many people might have Bella even more nervous.

Evita doesn't waste time as we have little to spare. She goes to tell Bella what she had told yourself and Sam about her potential to wield magic. She explains what she had sensed during her crafting of the first ward, how she'd felt Bella the moment she entered the room. Even Bella breathlessly told Evita of what she had felt watching the witch in that moment. It had been an eye opening experience for Bella. One she couldn't push from her mind. She wanted to feel that way again. You'd give Bella credit to how easily she accepted this news.

"Now it won't be easy." Evita confesses, gauging Bella's face. "Since you did not grow up learning and using it. But if you work hard enough, you'll be able to at least meet a beginner's tier. Enough to learn how to make a ward."

Bella turns to you, confidence shining on her face. Confidence suited her. "I can do it."

You and Evita smile. And so Bella's training began.

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[vodika-vibes]

The Witch and the Warrior

Summary: Being a Witch is illegal in Mandalore, and so you're careful to hide who you are from people outside your coven. But when dark forces threaten your people, and Crown Prince Cody starts a private investigation, you throw caution to the wind to save his life.

Pairing: Prince!Cody x Witch!femReader

Word Count: 6441

Warnings: torture, though there's no detail

Songs: None

A/N: So apparently I'm going to keep this AU going, even though my original intention was just the Wolffe x Reader fic. I'm not complaining though, it's a really nice AU. Though if anyone wants to send any ideas in, for different plots, that'd be cool.

Divider by saradika

You tilt your head to the side, listening intently to the world around you, as you silently ghost through the forest that is your home, that has been your Coven's home for generations. The forest has long been your Coven’s safe haven from the world around them, though over the years, things have changed, and the Forest no longer feels as safe as it once did.

There has been a massive uptick in Fell creatures, and no one within the Coven seems to know where the creatures are coming from…or where they go when they finish their rampage.

And so here you are, the morning after the most recent rampage, looking for something, anything, that might explain why this is happening. Or at least something that might hint as to where the creatures are going when they finish their rampage.

You duck under a fallen tree, and carefully climb over its stump, a look of concern crossing your face. Your fingers glide against the rough bark, and you purse your lips. This tree had been healthy and stood tall only days ago…and you can’t think of any creature with the strength to shatter a perfectly healthy tree.

You pull out your map and find your location, and make a note as to what you have found, and then you look deeper into the forest. Anxiety churns in your gut as you look out into the dark forest, you can feel eyes on you, and you know that if you take one step further into the dark, something awful will happen.

You exhale and turn to duck back under the fallen tree. You may be unable to stop danger that’s destined to happen, but you can also choose not to walk into danger.

The Coven Matriarch and Patriarch will not be pleased that you chose to stop your investigation early, but they will understand. They don’t wish to lose any more of their Coven either.

It’s a long walk back to the Longhouse that is the center of your home, but as you slowly make your wandering path back towards more familiar territory, tension drains out of your shoulders. You hadn’t even realized that you were holding yourself so tightly.

Your lips curl up into a small, but genuine, smile when you hear the giggling of children. And you slow to a stop when a young boy darts out from behind a bush, chased by his younger siblings. 

You watch as the three children run around you for a moment, before a shout draws them further into the settlement. You shake your head and lazily follow them into the settlement proper.

Once upon a time, there had been multiple Covens in the forest, with multiple settlements, each settlement home to a different Coven. But, over time, it became safer to just have one massive Coven, and one settlement. 

You make your way up to the path to the Longhouse, and you pull open the door, releasing a heavy sigh of relief as you feel the cool air of the Longhouse, soothing after a long day of wandering through the forest. You pass between the long tables, until you reach the small room that the leaders of the Coven use as an office.

You lean against the wall as you wait for either your sister or your brother-in-law to acknowledge you. Your brother-in-law notices your first, and a warm smile crosses his exhausted, and deeply worried, face, “Darling, your sister has returned.”

Your older sister’s head snaps up, and you’re surprised to see the look of relief crossing her face, “Oh, thank the stars,” She breathes out as she stands and crosses the room to wrap you in a tight hug, “You’re the last one back, little star.” Your sister says, the old nickname falling from her lips without a second thought.

That surprises you, “I’ve only been gone for half a day,” You point out, even as you lean into your sister’s hug.

Her grip around you tightened, “I know, but everyone else has been back for at least an hour.”

“We’ve had more than one report that the investigators couldn’t push further out into the forest without having to worry about being attacked.” Your brother-in-law mentions, his voice quiet.

“What did you find?” Your sister asks as she finally releases you, and returns to her seat. 

You pull your map out of your bag and spread it across the table, and you point at where you found the fallen tree, “Here.” You say, “Something pushed a fully mature tree over.”

“What could do that?” Your sister whispers.

“A cyclops? Or a Giant.” Your brother-in-law offers absently.

“Neither of those creatures are Fell,” You point out, logically, “And people would notice if there were Giants and Cyclops’ wandering around.”

Your sister sighs, “We’ll add it to the list,” she says, “Now, I need you to put on your ‘out in public’ clothes, and run to the city to gather some supplies for me.” She pushes a piece of paper at you.

“What? Why me?”

“Because I trust you, and you love going into the city.”

“Fine.” You finally say, a small pout crossing your face as you pull the paper out of her hand, and turn to leave the Longhouse.

Your ‘out in public’ clothes are basically the same things you normally wear, only clean and not covered in sap or leaves. And, once you saw just how much stuff was on your sister’s list, you went and attached the cart to the Settlement’s horse. 

Unfortunately, as soon as people realized that you were making a run into the city, everyone else started shoving shopping lists and credits on you. You sigh, and pool all of the credits into one bag, and you move the lists into your personal notebook, making notes on who needs what, and then you climb up on the cart and urge the horse to start walking.

It’s an hour by horse to get to the city, and, with the ease of long experience, you direct the horse to the stables, and carefully unhook her from the cart, allowing the owner of the stable to house her in one of his stalls, and there’s also a spot for you to store your cart. 

You pay the daily fee, and then walk the short distance to the markets.

You pull your notebook out of your pocket and note that one of the Settlement elders ordered a new walking stick from one of the blacksmiths, one of the more crotchety blacksmiths, so you decide to bite the bullet and start there.

15 minutes later, you’re considering setting the blacksmith on fire. Which is much more violent than you’d normally consider, but he’s being especially stubborn.

“I ain’t giving you the cane, you ain’t the one who ordered it.” The Blacksmith says as he folds his arms.

You ground your teeth, “Grandfather Donovan is bedridden because he doesn’t have a cane to help him around.” You say through gritted teeth, “He can’t come to get the cane he ordered, because he needs the cane to get here.”

“Not my problem, girlie. If he can’t come, then the cane will sit here until he can.”

You slam your hand on the table, “I have the fucking receipt you stubborn piece of-”

Someone clears his throat from the doorway, cutting off your insult before it escapes, “Is there a problem here, Solomon? I could hear you from the street.”

The Blacksmith, Solomon apparently, straightens, “Well, Prince Cody, this little thief-”

“I beg your pardon?” You sputter, offended beyond belief.

Solomon glares at you, “-this thief,” He repeats, “Is trying to take an item she didn’t pay for.”

Your face flushes red and your fingers twitch, and you seriously consider laying a hex on him, “She said she has a receipt, Solomon.” The voice is closer now, and you turn to look at the man standing right next to you.

He’s taller, with short cropped hair and has a scar curving around his eye. You distinctly remember Solomon calling him Prince Cody, and, you realize with a sinking heart, that the Crown Prince of Mandalore is standing next to you.

“She coulda stolen that too.” Solomon says to the Prince.

He sighs and turns his attention to you, “May I see the receipt?”

You nod and open your notebook to the back, where all of the receipts you might need for today are clipped. You flip through them until you find the one you’re looking for, “Here.”

“Thank you,” Prince Cody takes the receipt and scans it with his eyes, “This is your handwriting, Solomon.” He says calmly, “Miss, why can’t Mister Donovan come and pick up the item himself?” He, at least, doesn’t sound judgemental.

“He was trying to do a roof repair and he fell and broke his hip. He’s bedridden, and is unable to make the trip.” You reply.

Prince Cody nods, and then turns to Solomon, “She has the receipt, and she has good reason as to why Mister Donovan can’t be here,” He says, patiently, “So you either have to give her the cane, or you have to refund her. Those are your only options.”

Solomon flushes angrily, but turns on his heel and vanishes into the back of his shop. There’s some banging and unhappy cursing, but he returns and he flings the steel cane at you.

You yelp and stumble back, but Prince Cody catches the cane before it can hit you. He looks furious, as he glares at Solomon, “You are lucky,” He says in a flat voice, “That this didn’t hit her.”

Solomon stares at the Prince, his red face going grey as he realizes that he just tried to commit assault in front of his prince.

You nervously look between the older man and the younger man, before you hesitantly reach out and lightly tug the cane out of the Prince’s hand, “May I have Grandfather’s receipt back?” You ask, politely. And you’re relieved when he hands it back to you without question.

And then he guides you, very gently, out of the building, allowing the door to slam shut behind him. “If I might make a suggestion, miss,” Prince Cody says as he looks down at you, “Avoid Solomon’s shop from now on.”

You carefully pin Grandfather’s receipt to the front of your notebook, and then look up at him, “Oh, I intend to. There are plenty of Blacksmiths in the city, I can add this to our blacklist.” You pause, and then smile wryly, “Thank you. For helping.”

He shrugs one shoulder, “It was nothing.”

“It wasn’t though. Most people wouldn’t have gotten involved.” You insist, “Especially for an outsider.” You add as you make a face.

“You’re here pretty regularly, though.” Prince Cody replies, “I know I’ve seen you pretty regularly.”

“Yeah, well, this city is the closest to the settlement. And no one delivers to where we live, so I’m here weekly.” You shrug, “I’m young, and my sister is the settlement leader, so I get stuck on shopping duty.”

He flashes you an amused smile, “Cody,” He says, as he offers you his hand.

You let out a quiet laugh, “That might be the most unnecessary introduction I’ve ever heard,” You joke lightly, but you still take his hand and offer your own name.

“Well,” He replies, “I do have an entire army of identical brothers,”

You laugh softly, and shake your head, “I’m not sure how anyone could ever mistake your brothers for you, your highness.” And you blush when you realize how flirty that sounds, and you blush even deeper as he flashes you a slow, almost flirtatious, smile. “But, um, thank you again. But I have to finish my shopping list.”

“Maybe I’ll see you again?” Cody asks.

“Oh, I’m sure you will.” You back away from him with a smile, and then turn and slip into the crowds.

All in all, your shopping takes you over five hours. Five long hours of haggling and bargaining. But, at the end, you have everything that everyone wanted, and all you have to do is make the trip back home. 

The hour-long trip.

Your stomach rumbles angrily, and you consider the time, and the amount of credits you still have. Even if you left now, you wouldn’t get home until well after sundown, so at this point you might as well stay and eat dinner.

You consider your options for a moment, considering just grabbing a wrap from the cheapest place, so you can eat and travel at the same time. But, as your stomach rumbles again, and you remember that you actually skipped lunch, you decide to hit up the proper sit down restaurant that you never seem to have enough credits to afford.

You head to the building just down the road, your mind already laser focused on the good food that you’re going to eat. The beaming hostess offers you a seat outside, which you gratefully take, and you tuck your legs under you in the chair as you start scanning the menu.

There’s a light knock on your table, and you look up into the amused face of Prince Cody, “I recommend the Curry personally,” He offers lightly, “Do you have room for one more?”

You motion to the open seat across from you, and you flip the menu to the back, where the currys are listed, “The curry is good?” You ask as he sits across from you.

“The best, though it is pretty spicy.” He replies, as he takes a menu that a trembling waiter offers him.

“Hm, maybe I’ll try that.” You close the menu and watch him flip through the menu absently, “I would think that you would be eating at the palace,” You note.

“I was heading that way, and then say you sitting here on your own, so I changed my mind.” He glances at you over the top on the menu, a small smirk playing on his lips.

“So you’re skipping dinner with your family so I don’t feel lonely?” You ask teasingly, “My hero.”

His smirk grows slightly, “Well, I can have dinner with my annoying brothers, or I can have dinner with an attractive woman. Not really a hard choice to make, cyare.”

You blush, “Yes…well…thank you?”

Cody smiles at you, and the soft light from the candle on the table gives him a warm glow, almost. “You’re welcome.” He sits back in his chair, “Honestly, I’m surprised you’re still here. It’s been hours.”

You shrug, “It took me a while to get everything. And I figured it’s better to eat now rather than wait until I get home.”

“Hm…how far away is home?” He asks.

“An hour.” You admit, “I have lanterns to attach to my cart.”

Cody glances at the sky, which is already fading to shades of purple and dark blue, and then turns his concerned gaze towards you, “It’s going to be dark when you leave.”

“I know,” You sigh, “Normally I start shopping in the morning, not afternoon. But I didn’t have a choice today.”

The waiter comes by and takes the orders, and then leaves again, mentioning that it might take an hour for the food to be ready.

“Why the delay?” Cody asks as he takes a sip of his ale.

You consider what to say for a moment, before deciding on the truth, “There have been strange creatures seen around our settlement,” You admit, “And I, and several of the other people in the settlement, spent the morning trying to figure out what they are and where they’re going.”

“Hm…what kind of strange creatures?” Cody asks with a frown.

You absently play with your napkin, “I found a fully grown tree pushed over this morning. A fully grown healthy tree. It…” You shake your head, “It shouldn’t be possible. There’s nothing native to these lands with the ability to just push a tree over.”

Cody frowns thoughtfully, “When did this begin?”

“Mm…the first time we noticed something wasn’t right was about…oh…six months ago? Or thereabouts.”

His frown deepens, “Have you brought this up to my father?” He asks, “The kind of stuff you’re talking about should be investigated by professional soldiers.”

You hesitate, “With all due respect,” You say slowly, “My settlement isn’t in Mandalorian territory. Intentionally so, even. It was made obvious to my ancestors that we were not welcome on your land.”

Cody frowns, “Times have changed.” He says quietly, “And if you and your people are in danger-”

“We aren’t even aware of what the threat is,” You interrupt, “There’s nothing to report.”

He sighs and folds his arms over his chest, and you lean back in your chair and mimic him. His lips curl up into a small smile, “You are incredibly stubborn.”

“Probably about as stubborn as you are.” You reply, and his head tilts back slightly as he laughs, and your heart clenches painfully because he’s about as perfect as a person can be, but he’s a prince…and being a witch is still punishable by death in Mandalore.

“Alright, alright.” Cody is grinning and his eyes spark with joy as he looks back at you, “How about we talk about something else then.”

You eye him suspiciously, “Like what?” You ask as you take a sip of your water.

His grin becomes sharp and mischievous, “Like, do you have a boyfriend and are you open to having one?” You choke on your water.

It takes about two hours for you to get your food, and to eat it, and to finally extract yourself from the conversation with Cody, but it was a good two hours. Even if you did have to keep side-stepping his questions about potential romantic partners.

He pays for your dinner, and he grins and calls it your first date. And then he walks you to your cart. He waits with you, patiently, as you hook your horse back to your cart, and carefully attach the lanterns that will allow you to see on your way home.

“You know there’s an inn in town, right?” Cody says as he watches you attach the lanterns and light them, “You could spend the night there, and return home in the morning.”

“I could,” You agree, “But I need to get home. My sister will be worried.”

He frowns slightly, but changes tracks, “You’re sure you’ll be safe?”

“Positively, the road is perfectly safe. The only danger comes when I leave the well traveled path and head towards the settlement. And even then, we paid for enchantments to keep that road safe as well.”

“I still don’t like it.” Cody mutters.

You laugh and step back to the ground, making sure that the lanterns wouldn’t bother your poor horse, “Are you so protective of everyone you just met, or am I special?”

“You’re special,” He replies bluntly.

You stare at him, wide eyed, and then you laugh nervously, “You’re sweet, but I promise I’ll be okay. I’ve driven this route for years now.”

He sighs, “Fine. When will you be visiting again? I’ll buy you lunch…or dinner.”

“I’m not sure, a week maybe?” You smile at him, “Maybe two. It really just depends on what we need.” You hesitate for a moment, and then step closer to him, and you stand on your toes and press a light kiss against his cheek, “Thank you for dinner, and for the company.”

He presses his hand against his cheek, where you just kissed him, and he seems kind of speechless, but he has a delighted grin growing on his face. 

“Um, I have to go,” You say quickly, as you climb up on your cart, blushing furiously, “Maybe I’ll see you next time I’m around?”

“Oh, you definitely will.” Cody promises, as he takes a step back when the horse starts whining and prancing in place. “I’ll see you next time.”

You grin at him and give him a small wave, and then you urge your horse to move. 

********

Two weeks later, all thoughts of Prince Cody and the city have been shoved to the back of your mind. For some reason, the Fell creatures are pressing closer and closer to your settlement. To the point where you, and the older members of the Coven, have to weave protections around the settlements nightly.

The youngest members of the Coven had to be moved into the Longhouse, just to keep them safe, and your sister was forced to make the difficult decision to lose the buildings on the outermost parts of the settlement.

Your coven is exhausted, and short-tempered, and afraid. 

You sit in your sister’s office, half asleep as she paces in front of you. Your brother-in-law has been missing for a week, just up and left in the middle of the night, and your sister isn’t handling it well.

You lift your from the floor, which has been so heavily enchanted that it will make you dizzy if you look at it too closely, and you pin your gaze on your sister, who is now wringing her hands, “You need to make a decision, Matriarch.” You say through a sigh.

“I know! I know. I just…what do we do? What can we do…”

“Have you considered asking for help?” You offer as you slide down the seat and rest your head on the palm of your hand.

“From who? We’re alone. Like always.”

You sigh again, “So what does the Matriarch order?” You ask.

Your sister looks at you, eyes wide and wild with fear, “Go…go and see how that main road looks.”

You immediately stand up and leave her office. You carefully step around the terrified children, and out of the Longhouse. People immediately swarm you, asking you if your sister has come up with any ideas yet, and you, gently, have to tell them that she’s still thinking.

And then you carefully extract yourself from the people, and allow them to whisper anxiously outside the longhouse, as you start following the one road out of the settlement.

The road itself seems fine, the protective enchantments holding strong, and you’re pleased to see that the enchantment holds all the way to the main road. Though, the further away from the settlement you get, the weaker the enchantments grow, so you worry that it’s only a matter of time before the enchantments fully shatter.

You step onto the well maintained road and look around, so far as you can tell, there’s nothing unusual happening. Which is good, it means that the Fell Creature problem isn’t as wide-spread as you feared. And it’s also bad, because it means that the Fell Creatures are focused on the settlement.

You’re about to turn back to the settlement when you notice something that catches your eye. Not far away from you is a detachment of Mandalorian Commandos, clad in the white and orange of the Crown Prince.

Your blood runs cold for one moment, as you remember the conversation from two weeks prior, where you told Prince Cody about the creatures threatening your home.

You turn and walk towards the soldiers. “What’s going on?” You call out to one of the men.

He jogs over to you and pulls his helmet off, “Miss, you can’t be here, it’s not safe.” He says.

“You have the whole road blocked off,” You note, as you look around him, “What happened?”

He pauses, “...Crown Prince Cody was investigating something in this area, and he’s vanished.”

“That’s…when did he vanish?” You ask, your lips turning down into a frown.

“A week ago,” The trooper replies as he nervously shifts his helmet from one hand to the other, “6 days, technically.”

You tilt your head, “...my brother-in-law vanished a week ago.” You say slowly, and his gaze snaps to yours. “According to my sister, they went to bed as normal, but when she woke up he was gone. And no one saw him leave.”

“Do you think the disappearances could be related?”

“I couldn’t tell you.” You reply with a shrug.

“Hm. Can I speak to your sister?” He asks.

You shake your head, “Sorry. The same thing that Prince Cody was investigating is actively trying to destroy my home. It’s…It’s better you don’t try to enter the settlement.”

He raises an eyebrow, so you continue, “We’re trying to limit potential casualties.” You admit quietly.

He jerks back in surprise, “Why don’t you flee?”

“There’s nowhere for us to go,” You shrug, as if it doesn’t bother you, “Also, I’m not convinced that the creatures won’t follow us. Is that Prince Cody’s helmet?”

“I…yes. His helmet, armor, and weapons were all found on the side of the road.”

You frown, “Let me have a piece of his armor,” You say.

“What?”

You sigh, “Look, I know these woods. I grew up in them. And I can use his armor to track him.”

“Our court wizard wasn’t able to-”

“I’m not a wizard.” You interrupt. “I’m no wizard and magic works differently for me than a wizard.”

“Follow me,” He leads you through the throng of troopers, and over to a man wearing brown and tan robes. “Sir, she says that she can help.”

The man lifts his gaze to regard you, and you look right back at him. You’ve never actually seen a wizard before, and this man is old, and he seems to look right through you. “Well now,” He notes thoughtfully, “It’s been many years since I’ve come face to face with a witch.”

You bristle, “We’re not in Mandalore-”

“Peace, child.” He holds up his hand, “I have long recommended to the King that he throw out that law, he hasn’t because so far as he’s aware Witches are extinct.”

“Not yet.” You say flatly.

“Indeed, and I am thrilled to hear it.” He folds his hands, “You want to help?”

“Prince Cody started an investigation due to something I said to him. I need a piece of his armor, and I’ll find him.” You reply.

The old man watches you steadily, and then he nods, once, and turns away from you. He returns a moment later with a simple vambrace, “Will this work?”

“Yes, this is perfect.” You run your fingers over the metal, already channeling your magic, “It’s probably best that you return to the Palace.”

“I agree,” The Wizard says with a single nod, “Gentlemen, we leave this to the young lady.”

You wait until you’re alone, and then you slide the vambrace around your wrist, and you channel even more magic. The hard truth is that, outside of hexes, there is little that you can do that a wizard cannot.

And, if Cody had been in any area other than this one, the old Wizard would likely be able to find him easier. But that’s not the case. The fact of the matter is that this forest has been layered with generations of Hexes and only a witch would be able to navigate it.

You flicker your gaze to the forest and layer your magic over your eyes, and you turn your gaze to the forest itself. One last touch of magic against the vambrace, and…there. A trail of gold, leading from the vambrace to Cody.

And so, you start walking.

The golden trail leads deep into the forest, into the oldest hexes that you have to carefully manipulate around yourself so you don’t get hurt, but at the same time, in spite of how deep into the forest you are, none of the fell creatures so much as looked at you due to how closely you elected to stick to the hexes.

You step out from behind a tree, and cast your gaze on a massive building, an old Longhouse, that’s half rotten and covered in moss. The spell is telling you that Cody is inside, and you can’t not go and get him.

So you look around to make sure that you’re alone, and you slowly, carefully, creep into the longhouse. You follow the golden glow through the rotten building, and down a set of stairs, and then through a long, stone, hallway.

And there, at the end, badly beaten, with chains around his arms and neck, is Cody. You hurry into the cell, once you’re sure that there are no surprises, and you kneel in front of him. “Cody?” Your voice is soft.

He stirs and lifts his head, his sharp gaze meeting yours. “Cyar’ika?” He mumbles, “What-?”

“Shh, I came to get you.” You whisper.

“No, you-” Cody stills, his eyes snapping to the hallway, “Hide.” He breathes, “He’s coming.” You pull your hands away from him, and immediately move to hide behind some crates that were stored in Cody’s cell.

You hear light footsteps, and you press your hand over your mouth and nose and settle back against the wall, so as to not make any noise.

“Well now,” A very familiar voice says smoothly, “How are you holding up, Prince Cody? How’s the bite faring?”

“Fuck you,” Cody retorts, and then he releases a groan of pain.

“That’s not very nice.” You peek around a crate and you see exactly what you thought you would see. Your brother-in-law is standing over Cody, looking gleeful. “Would you like me to tell you what’s going to happen?”

Cody says nothing, just glares up at him balefully.

“On the next full moon, in 3 weeks, I’m going to drag you to the Capital and I’m going to release you. And then you’re going to turn and you’re going to slaughter all of your own people.”

“I won’t,” Cody replies.

“That’s the best part. You won’t have a choice. And within the next couple of days the Witch Settlement will be overwhelmed with fell beasts, and I’ll have an army of Hags on my side as well.”

“W-what are you talking about?”

“Didn’t you know? A witch, if properly exposed to fell magic, will become fell themselves. Every witch has the potential to become a hag, and every Hag used to be a witch.”

“Is there a cure?” Cody asks.

“Hm? For you or for the hags?” He smiles, “There isn’t one. You’re going to turn into a monster, no matter what.” His smile broadens, “And then, once Mandalore is in ruins, I can take my place at Lord Vader’s right hand.” He reaches out to touch Cody’s face.

And you snap.

Your magic coils around your hands, and you lash out with your magic, slamming your brother-in-law into the solid wall across from you. He looks surprised, but also thrilled to see you.

“Hello baby sister,” He says through a manic giggle, “How good of you to join us~”

You are no warrior, your spells are mostly utility. But you don’t have to do a lot of damage to your brother-in-law. You just have to break the chains holding Cody, and heal him enough that he can fight.

You move so you’re standing in front of Cody. With a gentle touch of magic, the chains holding him still shatter. And then you place your hand on his shoulder and you pump what little healing magic you know into closing his wounds.

And, as a last act, you twist your magic just enough around Cody that your brother-in-law won’t be able to take control over him, and then, and only then, do you move out of the way.

Cody gets to his feet slowly, painfully, because you weren’t able to heal all of his wounds, and then he moves. It takes Cody less than a minute to render his captor no longer a threat, and Cody backs away as you reform the chains into manacles that will bind your brother-in-law’s magic.

You hurry out of the cell, and Cody follows you, slamming the cell door behind him, and then he pins you in place with a severe stare. “I’d like to go home now.”

“And you will, as soon as we make you safe to be around others.” You reassure him, your voice quiet.

“Safe.” He repeats, “So he was telling the truth then. I’m going to turn into a monster.”

“You haven’t changed, Cody. You’re still you. And I know people who can make you safe to be around.” You say as you reach out to touch him, and he jerks his arm away from you, your hands curl into fists and you drop them uselessly at your side.

“Witches. Like him?” Cody asks, jerking his head towards the cell.

“Witches like me.” You correct, without meeting his gaze, “Let me do this for you. Let me help, and then you never have to see me again.”

“He said he was going to turn you all into Hags.” Cody replies after a moment.

“He can’t. Without his magic he can’t control the fell creatures, and they’ll disperse to where they came from.” You answer.

“And the chains?”

“I’m the only one who can remove them. And I’m not going to.” You say, finally lifting your gaze to meet Cody’s. He doesn’t look angry anymore, at least. “Let’s get out of here.” You say quietly.

He nods, once, and allows you to lead him away.

It takes over an hour to return to the settlement, due to the sheer number of enchantments you need to circumvent, but as soon as you enter the settlement, a hush washes over the crowd of people.

Your sister looks like she’s about to blow a gasket, you can tell by the look on her face, but Grandfather Donovan whacks her with his walking stick. He slowly walks over to you and then stares hard at Cody.

“Follow me, lad. I’ll get you sorted, don’t you worry.”

Cody blinks, and then glances at you, “This is Grandfather Donovan. He’s probably the best person to help you right now.” You explain patiently.

“Yeah? Why’s that?” Cody asks.

“You think you’re the only person in the world that’s been cursed like you, lad?” Grandfather has a kind smile on his face, “We’re the same, you and I. And I managed to live a normal life. Come along, now.”

You watch Cody follow behind Grandfather, and then you turn to your sister. You have a much harder job.

Later, after a long conversation with your sister, and the people of the settlement, you’re sitting on a bench near the stables, just watching the animals eat.

And when someone settles next to you, you tense, as though waiting for someone else to start yelling at you. Only, there’s no yelling.

You turn your head and blink in surprise when you see Cody, clean and healed, and dressed in the simple attire of your settlement, and he’s smiling at you. “So…how’d your sister take it?”

“Uh…is there a word worse than horribly? Because that’s the one I need.” You say tiredly, “After she finished yelling at me, then everyone else started yelling at me and…yeah, no one’s happy with me right now. Save for Grandfather, maybe.”

He hums in response, “I’m not mad at you.”

“Well, that’s two people then,” You say with a quiet laugh. “So, um…how’d things go with Grandfather?”

“Pretty good,” Cody replies as he reaches up and lightly flicks one of the two ear cuffs he’s wearing, “It’s doubly enchanted. I won’t lose my damned mind on the full moon, and I’m the only one who can remove them. The other one protects my mind from being influenced by other people.”

“Useful for a future king,”

“I’ll say.” Cody leans back slightly, “He said the first full moon will be the hardest, but it’ll be easier since I’ll be able to keep my wits about me. He also says that I’m going to be a hell of a lot more protective of my family…and people I consider mine.”

“I’m sure they’ll learn to deal with it,” You reply with an easy smile, and then it fades slightly, “If you like…I can bring you back to Mandalore. And then you’ll never have to see me again.”

“I don’t want that.” Cody counters, “I don’t want to not ever see you again. In fact, the idea of not being able to make sure that you’re safe at all times kind makes my skin prickle.”

You stare at him, blankly.

“A side effect of the whole wolf thing.” He laughs nervously, “Turns out I consider you as…uh…mine.” Cody admits as an embarrassed blush crosses his face.

You stare at him, slightly slack jawed, “...what?”

“Ah…yeah, sorry.” Cody tries to shrug off his embarrassment, “Your Grandfather says that there’s nothing to be done about it, it’s just…how it is. So I really don’t want to be away from you, and I especially don’t want you to live an hour away so I can’t check on you easily.”

“Ohhkay…”

“So I was thinking and I think that you should move into the palace.”

“...what?”

“Not like…so, the court wizard is always a wizard right? And he’s really smart, but he’s also sort of locked into one point of view. And I’m kind of going to need a court…witch?”

“...are you offering me a job?”

“Yes.”

“Solely so you can make sure that I’m not dying in a ditch somewhere?”

“Yes…wait. Do I need to worry about that?”

“Wow, that instinct is strong.” You say blandly.

“Isn’t it? Congrats on becoming a werewolf, here’s your free anxiety.” Cody jokes easily as he bumps his shoulder against yours.

You laugh softly, and you feel him shiver slightly, “You know, I would love a job. Specifically if it gets me away from my sister and her accusing stares. But it is still illegal for Witches to live in Mandalore.”

“Not for much longer, even if I have to bully my father into overturning it.” Cody promises, and then he glances at you, “You’ll really come back to Mandalore with me?”

“Yeah, I really will.” You squeak when he throws his arms around you, and you blush bright red when he buries his face in your neck, “Uh…Cody?”

“You smell nice.” He mumbles.

You blush, but reach up and lightly smooth your hand through his hair, “I’m glad you approve.” You turn your head and press a light kiss just under his ear, which prompts him to hold you tighter.

Life wasn’t going to be easy for Cody going forward, but you’re sure his brothers will support him, plus he’ll have you in his corner. You smile softly as you card your fingers through his hair, everything is going to be okay. You have a good feeling.

#star wars #tcw #Commander Cody x Reader #cody x reader #star wars au #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction

[illwilledomen]

What is the hierarchy and the political structure of the illager empire?

Illagers are ruled by an oligarchic monarchy.

At the top we have the Arch-Emperor. This is the supposed ruler of illager kind, but really, these monarchs are often at the mercy of the whims of their various advisors. To use Archie as an example, he seemed ultimately powerful, and while he does have a lot of political influence, he was fact more of a figurehead for the empire (and the literal cursed forbidden object, but that’s not relevant) and is vulnerable to competitors or mutiny. Then we have the second-in-command. This is made up of the most powerful, influential and skilled mages, warlocks, generals, warlords and captains. All use titles pertaining to a key aspect of their authority: E.G, a skilled vindicator general with a high body count would be called The Executioner. A uniquely powerful evoker would be called The Thaumaturge (side glances at my musty crusty man Herold). A dude known for his engineering prowess would be called The Engineer. So on.

Thirdly, we have the warriors. This is made up of mostly vindicators. Pillagers are more expendable, where as vindicators are the real weaponry. This is made up of illagers specifically trained, brainwashed and surgically altered to be killing machines. This is where vindicators with lapis implants are situated. Not every vindicator gets a lapis implant, of course — Lapis is a precious material, with many uses. Illagers are picked carefully to be operated on. Stronger, bigger, hardier and higher up vindicators are often chosen. Illager parents whom are particularly patriotic may offer up their children to be turned into weapons. Fucked up! But to them, it’s like sending their kid to Harvard. This class is also made up of less skilled magic casters, and younger ones who are still students of the arcane arts.

And then we have the workforce. This is made up of the lower class illagers who weren’t born wealthy enough to be educated. Some are still given military training: Those are your good old pillagers, sent to outposts to be tutored by captains. They are used as expendable meat shields, for the most part. You also have workers like miners, farmers, shopkeepers…. Non-combat oriented ills. They need someone to put food on the table and iron in the forges, after all.

Lastly, we have the strays and peasantry. This encompasses a variety of different classes. Stray illagers are those like illusioners and some witch covens. They aren’t special enough to be Real Illagers. This may include lords and ladies who have been stripped of their ranks for treason or some other crime. Often aren’t welcome in illager society, and live on the outskirts. We also have religious minorities, like the Gale Sanctum, who are relatively oppressed and have considerable tension with “true illagers”. They’re considered primitive and lesser by many illagers. Simply weirdos who live in the mountains and clang rocks and ice together with their silly wind powers, not a real magical culture or anything. (Sarcasm)

At least they’re not… villagers…. [sounds of illager disgust]

This is also made up of non-illager aligned witches and villagers who have been taken into illager society as slaves. Many villagers are taken in raids and sold off for labour, experimentation and prostitution. Slavery is legal in illager society, if you hadn’t guessed. They don’t call ‘em ill-willed villagers for nothing.

#minecraft headcanons #minecraft #minecraft lore #minecraft illager #illager #vindicator #evoker #pillager #villager #minecraft villager #slavery tw #my minecraft lore

[warriorwitchnike]

I’m always grateful for Robyn’s wisdom in all things, but especially tarot. Having her book has really helped me grow my understanding of tarot through the majors. If you haven’t grabbed this book (and deck) yet, you need to. Plus it’s so cute!!​​​​​​​​

#tarot #tarot reader #tarot spreads #divination #witchcraft #pagan #paganism #warrior witch coven #heathen #heathenry #asatru

[theinquisitxor]

2024 Anticipated Book Releases

I thought I had a lot of anticipated book releases for 2023, but 2024 is also proving to be a year of many books I'm excited about too. These are all the books I'm looking forward to in the first half of the year!

January:

-A Fragile Enchantment by Alison Saft: (Jan 2nd) rom-com fantasy about a dressmaker hired to make the royal wedding dress, but she starts to fall for the prince instead.

-Mislaid in Parts Half-Known Wayward Children 9) by Seanan (Jan 9th) The second to last book in this novella series, this one featuring dinosaurs!

-The Atlas Complex (The Atlas Series #3) by Olive Blake (Jan 9th) the final books to this magical dark academia trilogy, and I've been excited for this one since the ending of book 2.

-Emily Wilde's Map of the Otherlands (Emily Wilde 2) by Heather Fawcett (Jan 16th) The second book in this new historical fantasy series, in which Emily and Wendall go on a new adventure in the Austrian Alps. This is one of my most anticipated books of the year.

-City of Stardust by Georgia Summers (Jan 30th) this is a new fantasy debut that sounds similar to The Starless Sea and features a woman descending down into a subterranean world to try and break a generational curse.

-House of Flame and Shadow (Crescent City 3) by SJM (Jan 30th) I've been enjoying SJM's crescent city books the most of all her series, and I'm looking forward to this one after how book 2 ended.

February

-The Warm Hands of Ghosts by Katherine Arden (Feb 13th) This is possibly my most anticipated book of the year, and Katherine Arden's newest adult release. A historical fiction (and a little magical realism?) set in Europe during WW1 following a combat nurse trying to find her (presumably) dead brother.

-The Book of Doors by Gareth Brown (Feb 13th) A debut magical realism fantasy set in NYC with books, bookstores, and a mystery book. I've heard many good early reviews of this one.

-What Feasts at Night by T. Kingfisher (Feb 13th) This is a follow up novella to What Moves the Dead following Alex Easton in a new horror adventure. This one has such a cool cover.

-The Briar Book of the Dead by AG Slatter (Feb 13th) A coven of witches keeps a town and the border between realms safe.

March

-A Dark and Drowning Tide by Allison Saft (March 5th) I'm very excited to get two new Allison Saft books in 1 year. This is a dark academia fantasy about two rival scholars trying to figure out who killed their mentor. Sapphic romance too I believe.

-The Prisoner's Throne by Holly Black (March 5th) This is the conclusion to The Stolen Heir, and I'm looking forward to the seeing more of the characters from the original series make an appearance in this one.

-The Woods All Black by Lee Mandelo (March 19th) This is a spooky queer horror novella set in 1920s Appalachia. Small town religiosity and something sinister creeping in the woods? This just sounds like a novella I'd enjoy.

-Song of the Huntress by Lucy Holland (March 21st) A new book from Lucy Holland, also set in magical ancient Briton. A warrior queen falls into trouble and teams up with the Wild Hunt to save her kingdom. Sapphic/queer romance.

-The Hedewitch of Fox Hall by Anna Bright (March 24th) a fantasy romance book set in medieval Wales as a hedge witch and prince team up to help prevent magic from fading away. The cover of this book is so beautiful!

April

-The Familiar by Leigh Barduo (April 9th) I don't really know much about this one, other than it is a new adult novel by Leigh Bardugo set in 1400s Spain. Also one of my most anticipated releases of the year.

-Song of Six Realms by Judy Lin (April 23rd) A young adult fantasy about a musician who goes to the Duke of Dreams's realm and must help stop a disaster.

June

-Running Close to the Wind by Alexandra Rowland (June 13th) A new high seas fantasy that was directly inspired by OFMD and Terry Pratchett. This is very queer and seems like it's going to be a lot of fun.

-Foul Days by Genovena Dimova (June 25th) A slavic fantasy story about a witch who has to team up with a detective as she is being hunted by her ex, the Tsar of Monsters. I've heard some very good early reviews of this book too.

-Children of Anguish and Anarchy (Children of Blood and Bone 3) by Tomi Adeyemi (June 25th) I honestly don't know if I'm going to read this anytime soon, but I've been waiting for this final book for almost 4 years now, so I just want to see how the series ends.

I think that's it for now! Release dates tend to change, and I'm sure I will be adding or editing this list as the new year starts. I'd love to hear of any new releases you are excited for!

Second half of 2024/To be determined:

A Sorceress Comes to Call by T Kingfisher (August)

The Mercy of Gods by James SA Corey (August)

The Whisper Between Worlds by Amanda Foody (TBD)

Lady Macbeth by Ava Reid (TBD)

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[trickstarbrave]

once again i feel like digging into elder scrolls lore is like playing historian

so. im writing a fanfic that takes place in the first era in resdayn. nerevar is from house mora. the ra'athim clan is part of/the leaders ??? of house mora (listen house mora was a minor house that got absorbed into other houses im working with what i got) and a notable figure from the ra'athim clan is moraelyn

moraelyn is first brought up in the games in daggerfall. he's an important character in the fictional, but based on actual historical figures and likely written about based on retellings and folklore, novel king edward. this was before a lot of the lore was solidifed, but in the novel it describes moraelyn as a 'witch-king'

see, daggerfall came out irl in 1996. i can tell what they meant. when they wrote the novel for the game, they fully intended to just evoke lotr with witch-king of angmar. thats all that was, was to invoke a certain kind of image in the mind of the average fantasy fan who would be playing the games.

but in universe, the term 'witch' is not widely used. its primarily only used in a specific region of tamriel--breton/reachfolk occupied areas, or places where there would be a lotta cultural mixing. we see it a bit in nordic culture, primarily around the reach, high rock, and bits of the summerset isles. it's seemingly used to describe women who are out practicing daedric magic and herbalism in the woods. a couple of covens are mentioned, but you get the picture. they dont seem to be a common phenomenon and most daedric worshipers are called just that--daedric worshipers.

which means i gotta think through an in universe explanation. i mean technically i dont have to, but its fucking bothering me, so yes i have to.

what i came up with is this: the novel 'king edward' where we see the term the most (hes not described as a witch-king by the warrior-poet vivec in the culture moraelyn is actually from so) is from high rock. this is, of course, breton territory, which means bretons would be the primary audience for the novel. so picture this, you're from the following eras after the chimer have turned into the dunmer, and have gone from worshiping daedra to instead worshiping the tribunal. you're passing these stories down primarily orally until someone writes them down. you need to think of a way that communicates to your breton audience in as few words as possible "moraelyn was king in resdayn--what we now know as modern day morrowind and populated by dunmer. this is also back when they worshiped the daedra, not the living gods of the tribunal. he was skilled in magic that was likely daedric in nature and was a devout following of the three". so you call him "the dark elf witch-king" because from that description alone the average breton will go "ohhhhh he does daedric magic and is a dunmer historical figure"

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[mdhwrites]

Eda Vs. Lilith Part 2: Doomed By TOH's Core Flaws

So this is kind of a follow up to what I talked about earlier today about TOH fights lacking personality. This fight always nags at my brain amongst TOH fights because it's weirdly unmemorable while a part of my brain knows that everytime I go back to it, it is impressive. And it is! It actually is one of the most standout fights in the entire series. It doesn't slow down its animation so it still packs the punch it should, Lilith might be outclassed HARD here but there is a little bit of talking to allow an ideological side to it, the use of Luz as leverage is a good gimmick and a good way to level the field and even if it's obvious who is more powerful, the cost of victory keeps the tension high instead of the fight feeling pointless or without real stakes. It genuinely avoids a LOT of TOH's normal pitfalls.

But it doesn't escape TOH's inherent lack of creativity/personality and that's nearly unforgivable from a narrative perspective for this specific fight, let alone in context with the rest of the season. To start: here are ALL the spells used in the fight: Levitation Energy Blasts Shields Hooty Summoning

And that's literally it. This fight could be done by at least half, if not 90%, of all Shounen anime out there and you would have to change almost nothing with the normal movesets of Shounen protagonists. It's animated like a Dragonball Z fight and both Eda and Lilith are genuinely duking it out, using their staffs for blows half as much as their MAGIC. These are WITCHES, not warriors.

Worse yet, structurally... This is the last big hurrah for both characters. There are no more big fights of S1. There's Luz tackling Lilith and Belos lightly playing with Luz but nothing more and after this finale, both of these characters will never have magic like this again. This should be when the show goes balls to the wall with the fact that ONLY these two characters could ever have a fight with all nine coven magics being used as they show different strengths in each and use each one to counter the other.

Instead, the magic here is presented as stronger and bigger and prettier than the Covention fight... But it's not as interesting and none of it's new. I NEVER forget Eda making circles with a smirk along her own Hooty to create more that Lilith has to duck and weave through. I never forget Lilith being devoured or how Lilith's practicality means that she can immediately get behind Eda when given an opening for the final blow. Sure, it's still oddly physical at the start and end but it feels more in line with who they are and an exhibition of the excess of Eda versus the practicality of Lilith. It also feels more unique because it's the first time we're seeing these spells... And literally their second fight includes all of the same spells. No more, no less, unless you include Owlbert's inclusion in the first fight as a spell. Then there is one less.

The show was given literally unlimited freedom within its setting... And the best it could do was copy itself and better anime. So why bother remembering this fight instead of Covention? The twist? The fight is pretty much over by then since there's just one more literal charge from Eda to close it.

Because even TOH at its best cannot escape the weaknesses that lie at the heart of the show. A lack of personality and creativity.

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[multifunctionalnitroglycerin]

Eclipse Knight Diana is properly...underwhelming

Sooo, this is a Legends of Runeterra exclusive skin released a couple weeks ago, and the boundless excitement that overcame me once I realised that we would get a Diana skin in Coven/Eclipse universe, was swiftly snuffed out as soon as I laid eyes on the splash art.

Coven is a universe containing two rivaling aesthetics. One revolves around dark, high fashion, elegant witches as we see in the respective skins of Champions like Evelynn, and Morgana,

and the other encompasses a more medieval Knights fighting the darkness with the power of the Eclipse aka the devoured Primordial Sun God (a tad pretentious if you ask me, but well). Now depending on the solar or lunar aesthetic, the general tone is black armor with orange or blue details.

And somehow, Eclipse Knight Diana fails spectacularly at anything but lazily nodding toward the Lunar aesthetic of the Order. This skin is little but a glorified chroma of Diana's base form and has left my inner artist reeling.

Her armor comprises of jagged, sharp pieces of polished black metal in a pattern that does nothing to deviate from Diana's normal way of dress and only serves in making the armor seem uncomfortable and angular (Like what even is that thing around her neck, trying to parade as protection, and those bladed shoulder pads are more ostentatious than Irelia's, seeming more dysfunctional than intimidating.)

Her forearms and thighs are only clad in leather and are otherwise exposed, despite the over the top arm and knee protection. The polished silver accents upon the dark metal are a nice detail, though I feel it contradicts the black too much especially in the first splash art.

Speaking of which, what even IS her expression? She is going cross-eyed and her face is otherwise practically blank, the make up across her eyes making her look more like a racoon or a burglar, than a sophisticated warrior donning warpaint.

The fact that Leona is laying on the ground felled by Diana's blade is a wonderful detail that could nod to some lore update about their dynamic in this universe(perhaps? PLEASE).

Movement is also clunky; Diana is too still even though the world around her is moving, and it steals from the dynamic and the power of the piece (I think her base splash has a similar issue, but I am not sure.)

The blue in her armor is minimal and only appears in the form of a conspicuous glow emanating from the symbol on her chest armor, her arm guards and the headpiece. Now, don't get me wrong, Leona's armor also glows orange but it looks more natural, doesn't it?

A paragon of the Sun's light. And though her own design doesn't come without faults, it is certainly an upgrade from her base from, and fulfills its purpose successfully. I dare say it is actually a pretty good skin. (Note the kneeling Diana in the back, khopesh buried in the dirt? It gives Leona's expression a whole new layer- I love it).

For Diana I would have definitely gone for something less ostentatious, and perhaps completed that set of armor, going with polished sleek pieces of metal that look more like actual armor and less like metal accents on leather. The idea of the symbol burned in the middle of the chest piece is actually great, and could be used as a parallel to Leona (same design glowing blue, or even a symbol more akin to the Moon, pointing to them belonging in different divisions of the same order). Most importantly I think I would like to see a detail or two pointing towards her "Insubordination" within the order, seeing as she searches for the truth in defiance of the predetermined rules.

"In the name of eradicating evil, Kayle has committed an unspeakable transgression. We are the inheritors of her atrocity, the children of her eclipse, and only through rectification of the Sun-Eater's great sin may we find true righteousness."

Diana could potentially be the perfect connection between the Knights and the Coven. Perhaps even forsaking the Order completely and becoming entangled in the Coven's web (Since there is a primordial Sun there should be a Primordial Moon as well RIGHT???) which might ultimately spell her demise OR lead to us getting a proper Eclipse Diana Skin - with a few hints of coven and moon worship, say something resembling a bull, or bull horns (associated with Selene) or even a rabbit (Chinese culture and the Aztecs), that upgrades/turns to a full blown Coven skin with her worshiping the primordial Moon.

In any case, this is a GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY for Leona and Diana interactions in this universe. Morgana's and Leona's voice lines already indicate that the two love each other and freaking gosh their interactions can potentially be wonderful. ( GIVE US THE ANGST FILLED LEODIA CONTENT WE DESERVE)

With voice lines like "Thy love will perish Diana. And thou shalt remain. Alone. Forever."(Morgana)

and

"Brave ser knight. Torn between duty and love. Blind to the truth of thine order." (Morgana)

Not to mention the all time favorite

"In another life, I am so sorry Diana." (Leona)

Riot has already set up the basics for a marvelous story. Full of intrigue, unrest, lies and deception, the fate of the world balancing in a thread, Dark magic and forbidden love that either endures or perishes with the last of the Moon's light.

Needless to say, my own head is spewing one scenario after the other, and I will be really irritated and salty if they don't fix this poor excuse of a skin and accompany it with the appropriate voice lines that will actually acknowledge her bond with Leona (yes I am looking at you Winterblessed) and expand the existing story in the coven universe. Cause it has too much potential to be left like this.

If you have reached the end of this rant, thank you for your patience. Here, have a cookie.

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