<notes>Whilst Velho was certainly no scholar of Grovebane, he knew their intelligence was below a man's but that they were considered smart for a beast. Speaking to it was worth a shot, he figured. Alas, his Animism was too rusty to be of any real use, and the shadow creature appeared unappeased...

<notes>Excising the third crystallized heart as he listened to the cat speak, Velho considered her words. He found her charming, as he did most Rakshasa, but he wasn’t an idiot. He knew agreeing to play their games was something best avoided, but if one did agree to play along, caution must be...

<notes>While some might consider it folly to ever assume the behavior of a Rakshasa, the little white cat did as Velho had assumed she would and jumped onto the body he himself had transitioned to working on. He still kept most of his focus on her, rote as organ extraction had become to him. By...

<notes>Walking through the murk of Hespæria was something neither Velho nor Æhti were inherently unfamiliar with, though this time there was an undeniable air of foreboding hanging over them both. And for that reason, the Ferrier watched over the Fælnir as a mother would her young– something...

༺༉❁ Skrípi Mare Ævergreen ❁༉༻Skrípi noted that his Anathemic breath was having its intended effect– and it would continue to, as the insidious substance was one that tended to linger if a creature were unable to clean it off of themselves. But as he rose higher in the air to elude the bear’s...

<notes>Velho was silent, listening to the cat’s response as he transitioned from one corpse now unto the next. Though before he got up, the little cat did paw at him– something he didn’t directly respond to with much more than an amused expression. But once he’d settled in front of the second...

<notes>As a Mystic, Velho was capable of sensing the presence of souls around him. And though this did not confer exact details regarding any given soul without focusing his senses upon them, he could at least track precisely how many lingered within the vicinity. He felt Charity’s presence...

༺༉❁ August 31 year 124 of the third age ❁༉༻ <minor edit at the top regarding buying Aetherite as I had more SP to spend than I thought when I initially wrote this post>In the early evening, Velho began his night by trading for Alkahest– namely Aetherite– in an Æld'Norai-owned establishment. He'd...

༺༉❁ Skrípi Mare Ævergreen ❁༉༻There was a twinkle of malicious delight in the glow of the dragon’s eyes when the Æld’Norai responded with aggression, as was her right. The Fælnir were taught to be respectful, and further, that foregoing manners could have lethal consequences. Before he could...

༺༉❁ August 12th year 19,212 of the third age ❁༉༻ <notes>Velho’s journey as a Ferrier within Ælheim was wrought with all the pitfalls standard to Scourge, though it was easier for him– and his peers– than being a Scourge elsewhere might be. His path was carefully guided by the hand of his mentor...

༺༉❁ Skrípi Mare Ævergreen ❁༉༻Though Skrípi was loyal to Velho due to the latter being his Alítheian overseer, that didn’t mean that the young dragon was kept leashed; he could roam the forests of Ælheim as he pleased. Snaking through the trees of Græntún, the serpentine dragon came across a...

༺༉❁ August 17 year 124 of the third age ❁༉༻ <Gore/body horror involved in a Galdr initiation>As the final leg of the summer season began, Æhti had grown increasingly anxious. Velho had told him that he would, eventually, end up in possession of all five elemental Galdr, or he would die in the...

༺༉❁ June 23rd 124 of the third age ❁༉༻ Ulrik was a man who found perhaps an undue amount of fun in spontaneity– if Aster had not been thus far told what to expect, he would consider it better for all if the initiation were as much a discovery process as it was a transformation. Velho, on the...

Æhti was ever the more curious about how Abraia’s magic worked, as he was fairly unfamiliar with Pact magics– or anything that wasn’t Galdr, to be fair. “Fair enough. Velho also uses a strange postal service run by a Rakshasa– they’re called Mailcats or something equally silly? They’re more...

༺༉❁ June 23rd 124 of the third age ❁༉༻ Ulrik looked to both manifesting parties with an eye of appraisal; he noted the way that Aster almost appeared to be mimicking certain aspects of Velho, though he wouldn’t acknowledge this outright. He stood straight, posture imposing, visage austere, and...

༺༉❁ June 23rd 124 of the third age ❁༉༻ Velho was a nosy man; he’d find the time to Drift down into Aster’s newly built demesne and explore, with or without its owner. That being said, he would prefer to be shown about by Aster himself, as the fox could then provide him with context or additional...

༺༉❁ June 23rd 124 of the third age ❁༉༻ <notes>Over the next few days from that fateful eve where Aster had heeded Velho’s summons, Æhti had done as he had been bade and assisted in the construction of whatever chambers Aster requested. Velho’s skills with sculpting, his rudimentary understanding...

༺༉❁ June 13th year 124 of the third age ❁༉༻ <notes>Though Velho himself had not been given adequate reason to reach the same heights of delight that Aster had, the other’s exuberant outburst had plied his empathy– he felt the shimmer of vicarious joy lighten his rotten chest, even after the fox...

༺༉❁ June 13th year 124 of the third age ❁༉༻ <notes>To watch a Fae express genuine joy was a strange experience, and Velho did so in silence, as if watching a stage play unfold before him. But to his question about Nightwalker’s first, he expressed a small smile. “Something like that, yes– he’s...