Bringing back the Bitch – PD

What could the strange man in the hat want inside the burnt remains of the old house you might ask?  Let’s find out.  

 

The World inside Scar’s hat 

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Bringing back the Bitch

Part Two

It was true…the spirits didn’t lie. This house, this place that reeked of death was special in more ways than one. According to the police reports that the man in the hat had so ruthless acquired, this marked the spot where Mariela perished in the flames. Ah yes…that family. How long the man in the hat had kept watch over them, taking over from his father…and his father before that. Hatred never truly dies. It is possible to be bred into each family member, following on throughout the centuries from that initial moment where a high ranking member of Mariela’s ancestry had made a terrible mistake and lashed out in fury – the consequences of this were to see generations of her family persecuted. With Mariela’s death however, you would think that would have been the end of it. How wrong they were.

Witches were hated. That was a fact that was undeniable, but if you were clever enough to manipulate humans into believing that you were on their side – well, that just made setting up others all the easier. Take for example a man that went to such lengths to put a plan into place, and all to do with a future event that he foresaw. it was all about…opportunities. Impregnating a woman that would go on to have a daughter…a girl, who would end up being friends with the girl who would die only to rise and become one of the greatest rulers of Hell. Keeping his distance, watching from the shadows was something of a bitter sweet joy. But he was more than just a shadow….so much more.

Now the girl had gone, and after tracing her movements in her final hours and tapping her phone, she was to meet with the brothers of the target. After that…she vanished…along with them. There was a link…there had to be. The man in the hat held the picture of the beautiful Tessa in his hand and quietly folded it and placed it into his pocket neatly for safe keeping. Smacking his lips and then with a somewhat somber expression, he turned around to the bodies of the two dead police officers. Killing them had been intentional. His purpose was about to become exposed.

Taking out that same piece of chalk that he had used in the hallway, he began to draw a pentagram upon the floor of the burnt out basement. The eerie scratch of the chalk along the concrete was the only sound – coupled of course with his heavy breaths. He did not utter a word till the pentagram was complete. When he finished, he reached into another pocket and placed down items at each point. These were ordinary pieces – a bracelet, a lock of hair, a small doll, a note and a raven’s feather. When each was in place, he went to the Sheriff and dragged his body across the floor till it reached the edge of the pentagram. Taking out a blade, he cut the man’s throat – spilling his blood into the chalk drawn symbol. The second man; the deputy, the man in the hat did the same but at the opposite end. Taking out five black candles, he put them at each point.

As the blood of the two men reached the center of the symbol – drawn together by a strange force, the man in the hat took out a small yellowed parchment that had been torn out of a book….a very old book.

Closing his eyes, he began to chant. His voice shallow and quiet at first, only building as he started to breathe life into his summons.

Attenrobendum eos,
ad ligandum eos,
potiter eos,
coram me.

All the candles burst into flame, with the room filling with a chilling wind, as though a dark crypt was being opened. One that never ever should be.

The blooded pool glimmered and then started to rise as it began to take the form of a woman…a woman who herself had been murdered by the young witch. The most shocking thing was….that she was once a Princess of Ambition…A Princess of Greed. Taken down by the same girl, who had died in this very spot. Bringing back the only bitch who could truly direct the man in the hat to his ultimate goal.

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Fleshing out into her original form, she turned around to stare at the man in the hat warily.

“Who are you?”

Lydia glared at him, before looking down at herself and then smiling to see that she was not disfigured or aged in anyways. The man in the hat then removed his hat and bowed before the former Princess of Greed.

“Your new partner. We have…. interests in the same….girl.” He extended his hand to her with a wry smirk. “I’m someone that hates Mariela more than you ever could.”

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Esme’s Gift – The Witches Circle : PD

Following on from ‘Blood Magic’.  Should Astartoth; the Prince of Pride be trusting of Lavinia and her magic?  Probably not….

Fudo:
Re: [RP] The Witches Circle.

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– The Young Scholar’s mouth stayed shut as he listened to the Prince of Pride speak to the Elder , having seen them continue to speak about the relations in the kingdoms Oridin had found himself listening to Lavinia without a second thought and came over to her to take what she had asked for. Oridin would take each of the items listed and would then place them into a bag he carried around , knowing that at this point in time he was to be ready ; he was simply glad he carried around a small bag of magical items . Staying quiet alittle bit after hearing what was told to him Oridin mentally prepared for the voyage. But being a Apprentice he wanted one thing in particular. –

Oridin Lexington : ” Elder, since I am to depart soon for Pride ; I wish to ask if I am allowed to delve in your knowledge ? A book or two from your collection , it would be an honor to learn from a mind so divine . A mage can always expand their knowledge and learn no matter where they are , and I wish to not slack even while on a mission .”

– Surely the journey ahead will be a new experience but he would find it to be a special one . Away from home , in a new land devoid of his comfort zones . His mind could tell there would be new things he’d learn , whether it was to help him in his studies or just knowledge to know . –

Tory:
Re: [RP] The Witches Circle.
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The Witches Circle

He frowned at Lavinia’s words. He did not like to hear a mention of shift in powers. Not from a witch after hearing it the same day from a genie. Something was really wrong and it seemed to Astaroth that the prince of Gluttony had been thrown smack in the middle of it.
Is there anything any demon can control?” he muttered rhetorically under his breath as the elder stepped down from her throne. He’d been unlucky enough to hear stories of a gluttonous prince once. To this day he still regretted hearing them. A person that couldn’t stop eating or wanting was simply something Astaroth couldn’t understand. He himself was supposed to be a prince of pride but he was not a proud man. At least, he didn’t feel so.
Lavinia’s mention of the right hand of doom made everything click for Astaroth. He knew what the hand along with a heart could do. But he also knew that it didn’t need to be a proud prince’s heart. It just had to be a prideful heart.
Is that his goal? To bring destruction upon the world?” he asked angrily, though the anger was not directed at the elder. She did say that the gluttonous prince perhaps didn’t understand the power he now controlled. If anyone was mad enough to wield the right hand of doom and even think of capturing a prideful heart along with it, they most likely didn’t understand anything or were simply in no condition to make decisions about even their underwear for the day.
It serves me perhaps more than I’d like to admit, but it really puts a damper in my stroll when I can’t do it because of pain. At the rate it’s getting worse and the future it is most likely warning me about, I doubt I’ll be able to move by the end of the week.” which would typically be the time which his attacker would choose to come knocking.
Astaroth looked back at the witch once she mention the time limit and the gift. He was relieved Gluttony only had six days left. Astaroth liked to believe his defenses were good enough to last that long. Especially since he hadn’t received any warning of an approaching army from anywhere around the lake.
He waited patiently while she explained the ritual to the boy. It was not the time to speak nor his place. It was interesting to say the least to see the witch explaining. As Astaroth wasn’t a being that used magic like they did it was fascinating to observe. He would gladly sit through rituals performed by witches and warlocks just to see how it worked. To document the process and make a detailed report on witches and warlocks for future generations to read and learn from.
Thank you, Elder. I will gladly grant him full access to my library for study and I will do my best to keep the boy safe until he can return here to be raised in rank.” he bowed to Lavinia and turned to Oridin. “I’m afraid I can not travel with you nor can I leave my island to escort you back to my castle. But I will make sure a flag will be waiting for you at any dock you choose to travel from so that you may pass safely over the lake. If you wish I can send someone to keep you even safer on your way.[/b]” he waited for the boy to answer before nodding and removing his crown. He stood for a moment before his body crumbled into the golden sands it came from and Astaroth’s consciousness was transported back to his own body in Pride castle.

[Thread change to Pride Kingdom]

Razorbackwriter:
Re: [RP] The Witches Circle.

Thankfully Astaroth was not stupid. Nor it seemed consumed as yet by his sin. In a way it was a blessing, but possibly a curse in disguise. The Prince of Pride was a man that used his insight to question the possible actions of others, in particular the other Princes. Astaroth continued to bring up questions, that Lavinia was more than happy to answer. After all, much was at stake and she knew exactly how best to play it.

“Is that his goal? To bring destruction upon the world?” A very good question. Lavinia paused for a moment, as a raven returned from its flight – message delivered. It landed upon the tip of Lavinia’s staff and stared with its black eyes at the Prince, then turned it’s head back to his Mistress, who nodded at the raven before speaking.

“One of hunger does not care what it consumes, so long as there is to be power gained from such. But I guess, that if you were to eat the world hollow, it would collapse therefore bringing its end. Imagine being so obsessed with this never ending hunger, you fail to see just what you are really doing.” Lavinia tutted, but then showed another smile. Knowing full well that Astaroth could rest easy with the fact he had six days to prepare, and with this new gift and the assistance of yet another to his cause. You would think he was blessed in a way to have so much going for him. Servants that would do anything to protect his royal heart.

Having accepted both the gift of the mage’s help and the items he would be carrying with him, Lavinia was happy to see them on their way.

As the Prince had arrived in the unorthodox manner of being nothing more than a golem, she watched the Prince advise the young Mage on what preparations would be made on his arrival at the lake. A flag would be at the dock, allowing safe passage over the lake to the castle proper. Once Astaroth’s body crumbled to nothing but golden sands, Lavinia turned to her young mage.

“I think that went rather well, don’t you?” Her voice having a delicious purr to it.

Pinching a tail feather from her trusty raven, she then tucked it gently into Oridin’s hair. “There…another gift. It will help you when the time comes.” She didn’t say how it would help, but clearly she knew more about the Pride kingdom than she had let on. Raising her hand, she revealed a sparkling golden mist that she then blew towards Oridin. This was to help him travel across to the lake of Pride, where no doubt others were waiting for safe passage.

“Now. You seek books. Feel free to use my library in my house. Take the two you need and then simply say “teleportavimas” You will leave Witches circle and Dyre immediately after.”

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Standing not far from where all this had taken place, Esme watched on silently. Her eyes were dilated and she could feel the very dark magic in the air….pulsing through her veins and teasing her mind. Would she be strong enough to fight it when the time came?

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Fudo:
Re: [RP] The Witches Circle.

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– The Apprentice listened to the two exchange words before the Prince of Pride offered allowing the library of Pride to be at his full usage ; it would seem that he would have to take the voyage alone as the Prince of Pride did not arrive naturally. This meant Oridin needed to get there with assistance of sorts ; he did feel a bit unease as going alone was never something he enjoyed but alas he needed to get out there into this world and understand more. The Prince of Pride would soon leave and the Apprentice would bow respectfully as he vanished ; Oridin would listen to the Elder as she had spoken to him as she placed a feather into his hair . He would bow again nervously but all the more gratefully for her help. –

Oridin Lexington :” Thank you for your assistance in my educational pursuits ! ”

– Oridin would run off but would slowly backtrack with a very awkward look in his face before his voice finally came back out . He didn’t know where to go , and felt quite flustered for storming off without having any knowledge of where she lived precisely and he didn’t want to go blindly looking . –

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Oridin Lexington : ” Um……. where is your house Elder ? ”

Razorbackwriter:
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“I know where it is.” Esme stepped out from behind one of the dead trees and offered a warm smile to both her aunt and Oridin. She’d been paying close attention to everything that had gone on and now she saw it may be a good time to step in. Surely Lavinia had more pressing matters, like speaking with her raven now that it had returned out of the two she sent away. Holding her hands in front of her with her fingers laced together, Esme turned side on and allowed Oridin to walk to her side so that the pair might start off together. Being aware that Oridin was to use one of Lavinia’s spells to move across to the lake of Pride, she did have some curiosity over the raven feather that had been gently inserted between locks of Oridin’s hair. Her eyes glanced up towards it with her eyebrows also raised. Not to let on that she was being so inquisitive, she called back to her aunt.

“I’m happy to show him the way back.” Esme added cheefully.

“Very well.” Lavinia’s tone was almost dismissive in its delivery as she returned to her knotted wood throne to sit and stroke her raven.

Knowing it would be foolish to hang around after the matter was done and dusted, Esme started off – reaching up to draw her hood over her head. Her long red cloak billowing behind her. A cool breeze had now whipped up. The chill was enough to raise the hairs on the back of your neck. Almost like a frozen hand strumming the air currents. So very strange. Esme did her best to ignore it.

As the pair walked along, Esme had to ask.

“The Queen is sending you on a very special assignment, but…I have a bad feeling about this.” Esme couldn’t help but get a sense of foreboding about the whole thing. First Lavinia sends Gluttony packing with a powerful banishment, then she brushes off Mariela, the Princess of Greed with a warning…..and now she is gifting Pride and sending the young Mage to do a spell of protection. Esme pursed her lips, but her worry was growing. This time piece that the Dark one spoke of….was doing harm…everywhere.

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Fudo:
Re: [RP] The Witches Circle.
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– Oridin sighed with relief hearing Esme give him a sign of knowing where it was and with that Oridin went to the side of Esme to follow as the Elder dismissed them both. Off they went to the library of Lavinia , while walking Oridin’s mind was full of curious thoughts . How would the Kingdom of Pride be for a person like him ? He wished to know how it was out there when he got there , but before all of that he was curious on the nature of the spells in the library and hoped it expanded the nature of the spells he knew and hoped to learn as well as understand and the information he wished to acquire about the nature of light and dark. He didn’t forget the reason why he ended up in hell. It was all because of that….. kid. –

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– He was still curious on why the person was as skilled as he was with magic and the dark arts while having the appearance of a child . But who was that person ? Did he orchestrate Oridin’s being here? The male let out a sigh as he kept on thinking about it , but discarded the notion as he heard Esme speak which broke his train of thought back into reality. –

Oridin Lexington : ” Well I’m sure I should be fine. I’ll brave the possible dangers of the Kingdom of Pride with hopes that I’ll return with ease , but if not then I will come back regardless. I will miss you for the time that I must spend away. Keep me in your thoughts. ”

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– Oridin gave a soft smile as he spoke and continued on , with hopes they’d reach the library soon so he could get what he coulld and then depart for the Kingdom of Pride .-

Razorbackwriter:
Re: [RP] The Witches Circle.

So little was truly known about Oridin. Lavinia had never seemed interested enough to investigate his possible heritage. The only one who took the time to get to know him was Esme, and right now she had mixed emotions about him going on this assignment to Pride on Lavinia’s behalf. Though she had passed on her concerns, Oridin appeared relaxed and even happy to go wandering into the Kingdom of Pride. He went as far to say that he would face any dangers head on, with the hope of returning with ease. Either way, he assured Esme he’d come back regardless. Esme had to admire his courage, and conviction with each passing word, but that didn’t ease the worry in the back of her mind. The pair trudged along together, making their way back from the dead forest and into the more magical setting of the main village. Lavinia’s cottage, which was a simple single storied thatched building made from mud and stone sat in the midst of a beautiful garden that contained not just wildflowers, but also an array of herbs and spices that were handy in many different types of spells.

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Opening the hinge timber gate, Esme pushed on through and continued up the path. Lavinia’s library was at the back of the cottage, and they needed to pass through the living area and then down a corridor, once inside the cottage.

Esme’s heart warmed a little, to know that Oridin would miss her for all the time he was away. The young apprentice had found him to be more than just a good friend, but a confidant as well. The many afternoons laying in the wide fields and talking about their latest spells and potions, always made her feel at ease….it was one of the rare chances she had to truly be herself, without her aunt’s sometimes overshadowing control.

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Passing Esme’s own little bedroom that was not far off from the library, Esme stopped and then went inside to get something from her small treasure box. Whether Oridin stopped to watch her, she did not know but when she found the trinket, she closed her box and set it back on her dresser, before coming back out again.

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“Here…” In her outstretched hand, there was a small broach in the shape of a dragon. It was silver in colour, but when you turned it in the light, the scales of the dragon changed to a swirl of colours…all like a rainbow. “it belonged to….my Father. I want you to wear it and if you are ever in trouble…think of me.” Was there a spell attached to it? It was possible. Esme stared at Oridin and then closed her own fingers over his hand if he took the broach.

“Now…the library.” Having done as much as she could think to help him, she showed him through to where Lavinia kept all of her books.

“It’s a bit dusty in here. Sad to say, I don’t usually come in here if I can help it.” She stood at the door and watched Oridin enter.

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Fudo:
Re: [RP] The Witches Circle.

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– Oridin followed his friend into the cottage upon arrival ; he would stop for several moments here and there to take some self observant notes about the place as he was curious about the nature of the area they were in . Very much so that Esme would be able to go to her room without him noticing as he looked around the cottage interior until she approached him with an item of value –

Oridin Lexington : ” Thank you for this item , I’ll take very good care of it . ”

– When she mentioned that it’d be best to think of her during times of trouble he took the sign as a gesture and he’d smile ; nodding back at her as if telling her he understood. He was a bit flustered and didn’t know what words to say , that much could be seen by the nature of his reaction to her . When Esme had showed the direction to the library Oridin’s jaw slowly opened as he stared , his eyes glowing with interest and fascination about the knowledge that these books may very well have.-

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Oridin Lexington : ” So. Much. Books !!! ”

 

The Witches Circle – Only the beginning : PD

Following on from Power and Corruption, Mariela has to make a choice over family versus the Elders.  Is this choice a costly mistake?

Co-written with Fu and Dessy.

RP – Fantasy Supernatural.

Fu:

Witches Circle

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– Oridin listened quietly as people spoke to the newcomer , back and forth several terms fly back and forth and slowly The Apprentice tried to piece these things together slowly . Hearing the titles such as prince and princess being thrown around ; he was only to suspect they were of royal value like he was back in his own lands but seeing the difference in situation he was to assume that he was outclassed by them . Oridin would begin to think to himself in quiet, lowly talking to himself as to not bother the current conversation going on with the elders and the newcomer and her party-

Oridin Lexington : ” Gluttony , Wrath and Greed ? Sounds like Sins. If thats the case then there should be more . And if there are more , then I hope to see them up close ; may learn a thing or two from them however that doesn’t seem easy . I must find an alternative for now , or simply hold it off until whatever seems to be happening no longer risks my safety if I do go . Hmm , The Glutton ate Wrath ? Would that entitle him growing stronger ? ”

– The Male rubbed his chin as he thought in his silence ; seemed like he was a child with big dreams but he was not a kid after all : He was the equivalent of a mature young human man of course with special traits but that didn’t change how he seemed to have been thinking . Hearing the Council of people speak about a proposal of protection the male listened eagerly about what was to come ; what did that mean though . –

 

Dessy:

The Witches Circle.

 

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Mariela’s eyes turned to the one who was speaking, checking him over quickly, before narrowing her eyes in suspicion.“Are you even aware of what goes on beyond the walls of Greed, Princess?” he asked, and Mariela’s eyes were still narrowed in suspicion. “No, I do not. But I don’t feel the need to involve myself in other’s problems that doesn’t deal with me, or my people.” she spoke firmly. He continued speaking, walking closer. By this point, the witch known as Lavinia was turned to give the one speaking her full attention, asking the one – who she now knew as Shamus – to explain.

He began speaking about the Prince of Gluttony, and Mariela turned her head to watch the next one speak. He killed… the Princess of Wrath? Mariela’s eyes widened, although this expression still could not be seen. He was power-hungry… that much was obvious. If he killed the Princess of Wrath, there was nothing stopping him from heading her way next. Although Mariela wasn’t the least bit worried. As proven with the battle against Lydia – she could handle her own. If anything, Mariela would prefer to stay neutral on the entire situation.

Hearing Scar’s voice, Mariela turned to look at him. Of course Scar would be concerned – but he really had nothing to worry about. Now, there were talks of him having to take another royals hearts. Was it hers? Mariela highly doubted it. As far as she was concerned, no one even knew Lydia was dead, or that there was a new Princess of Greed. “It’s not mine.”Mariela spoke matter-of-factly. “Considering news is just now starting to reach everyone about Lydia’s death, I doubt it’s my heart he’s after. As far as everyone else beyond this circle is concerned – no one even knows who the new ruler of Greed is supposed to be.” she spoke again. “Therefore; how can it be the heart of someone no one even knows about?” she spoke again. She certainly brought up a point. Couldn’t exactly plan to take the heart from someone you knew nothing about. And if it was Lydia’s heart they needed… it’s a little too late for that.

“Besides…Lavinia here has offered you a chance at protection. She just banished the Prince herself. Could you possibly do something like that when the time comes?”

Shamus spoke, taking another step forward. “Can you?” he pulled out a wand, then winked at Tessa. This caused Tessa to shiver, and Sean and Sam instinctively stood in front of her. “What would you do, dearie? Put the family first or save yourself?” he spoke, and he sounded like he was making a threat. Mariela didn’t like threats – especially towards her family. Obviously she’d put her family first – there was no doubt about that.

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Mariela looked at everyone behind her, before looking at Shamus. “As much as I appreciate the offer for protection…”Mariela started, also stepping forward to meet Shamus. “… I don’t need it.” she spoke. “As already proven against the fight with Lydia – I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself.” she spoke. “I killed the former Princess of Greed. As far as I’m concerned, banishing a royal won’t be an issue.” she spoke. She then took her hands, finally removing her hood to reveal her face. A beauty, with a certain kindness that could be seen – yet her blue eyes narrowed to stare back at Shamus, her blond curls falling over her shoulder. A beauty, that was smart, and could be dangerous when provoked. Lydia proved that. “Now, Shamus…” she then spoke. “That sounded like a threat. If there’s one thing I don’t like – it’s threats. Especially to my family.” she said, then took a step back to look around.

“My family comes first.” she spoke, looking back at Shamus. “I’d rather die a thousand times over and over again to protect them, then save myself and watch them die.” she spoke again. ‘I’ve already died once to protect them. I’ve already killed twice to protect them – one of them being what sent to me Hell, and the other being the death of Lydia. I’d willingly do it again if I had to.” she spoke. “If I have to kill every ruler of Hell, or every one of you to protect them,”she started. “I wouldn’t hesitate a second.”

Razorbackwriter:
The Witches Circle.

In the background, Marguerite stood silently whilst listening intently to all that was being said. The young witch truly did not know of the plots and schemes that raged across Hell and its many kingdoms. The Black Matriarch had her own wishes thwarted with the untimely death of Lydia, who she had hoped would be married to her own golden boy, Raul. She stood with clenched fists, still regaining her strength from the pull placed on her by the Queen of all witches. Hearing Mariela say that few outside her own realm knew about Lydia’s death was incorrect. News had already been spreading like wildfire as it had reached the Black tower, not to mention the Embassy. Marguerite began to walk around the outer ring of the circle, her movements not being noted as she blended in so well with all other Elders in attendance. The Dark One was stealing the show, or at least that is how it looked. Mariela giving her all to show that she would not be intimidated by the likes of the Dark one, or the head Elder – Lavinia. Whilst the young witch was shocked by the news of the possible death of the Princess of Wrath, and that the Prince of Gluttony himself had been banished from the circle, she concluded that since she had no such qualms or disagreements with the other kingdoms that that in effect made her neutral out of all of Hell’s Kingdoms. It was enough to make the Dark one laugh all of a sudden.

“Do you even know why the Prince of Gluttony sought a new arm in the first place?” Perhaps it was time that Mariela brushed up on her history of the Kingdoms. Revenge and hate were powerful forces and something like the loss of a limb would hardly be forgotten, even if it had been replaced. Leering, Shamus said. “A greedy little bastard of a Prince named….Mammon. Oh yes….you have inherited a Kingdom that was at war with the others. Don’t think for a second that you being the new Princess would make him suddenly want to kiss that dainty hand of yours in alliance.”

Stopping only to take a breath, the Dark one felt the eyes of Lavinia drilling into his back. Lavinia was approaching and her shadow was moving errily to encompass him. The Dark one had had his fun, and said his piece. She held her patience long enough. Placing a hand upon his shoulder, with an extra ordinary amount of strength Lavinia whispered with a dark tone.

“I summoned her to the circle, Shamus. You have done enough damage for one day. Leave.” Her words were said so as to make no mistake that he was treading on dangerous ground. With her awakening she was far more powerful than even he could have imagined. Lowering his wand he slyly pocketed it and wet his lips.

“As you wish….dearie. Tick tock. Ehehehe.” With a snap of his fingers, the Dark one vanished from the circle, now clearing the way for Lavinia to speak to Mariela directly. A calmness spread across the Elder witch and she bowed her head as though to show respect towards the new Princess of Greed.

“You have made your choice. Whilst I won’t say I am disappointed that you have rejected the offer, I shall respect it.”This was a once in a lifetime deal. Witches were not elevated to Elder status on a whim, and with the young witch going as far to say that she would protect her family against all comers, be it the other leaders of Hell or the very witches council that stood before her, Mariela had just made a terrible mistake.

Lavinia’s eyes cast across to Mariela’s family. Staring at each in turn before coming back to end the meeting between them.

“Good luck in protecting your family, girl.’ Lavinia suddenly grinned. “You’re going to need it.”

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Picking at the edges of her skirts, she turned away from the group from Greed, and then raised her right hand waving all to leave the circle. The meeting was over. The hands of time continued to move and in the next seven days as the sands fell, no one was safe – no matter how much courage and determination they had. A raven swooped down and landed upon Lavinia’s shoulder as she started to make her way back towards her cottage. In droves the other Elders began to either vanish, or take flight. The only ones that didn’t leave were Esme and Oridin. The apprentice watched in surprise as the elders were all leaving without speaking more on the time piece. What the hell was going on?

Esme hurried over to Oridin and chewed her lip as she said. Esme had heard his questions about all the other sins, and how he was fascinated about what power could be harnessed if the Prince of Gluttony could swallow another royal like he did Wrath. “This is bad. This is….really bad. Lavinia just withdrew support.” Looking up at the Princess of Greed, Esme swallowed.

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“You were right about the heart. It’s not yours that is needed, but that does not mean that you are out of danger. This….is only the beginning.”

Marguerite was the last of the Elders to leave. As she raised her hood, she had a twisted grin and then cackled as she spun her cloak and returned to the Black tower. The Matriarch was about to set plans in motion herself.

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~RB~

The Witches Circle – Lavinia’s Curse : PD

Banishing the Lord of Gluttony; Prince Beelzebub, was just the start of the dramas that were to unfold for those present at the Witches Circle.

 

Fu:

 

The Witches Circle.

 

Oridin’s Cabin === > Witches Circle

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Oridin Lexington : ” *huff huff * Slow down , I still didn’t catch my breath but what’s this energy coming from ; Is that from a Elder Witch ? ”

– Oridin didn’t reach the Circle yet but he was able to feel the currents of magic in the air , all being drawn towards the nature of the spell being cast ; a banishment one at that and extremely potent too. The Apprentice finally reached Esme and would spot the newcomers , people all foreign to him but this didn’t make him afraid but just wary . He didn’t see such a big person before in his life , but that can always change . What concerned him was that now seeing one of the Strongest Witches with an extremely potent force at her disposal , all of the power that she’s accumulated through her own special means would be disastrous if she didn’t show any mercy but that too was all up to the chance whether or not she decided to be lenient . Oridin would assume by the fact she hasn’t done anything but release a portal into existence that he was meant to return to another land , that of course meaning he was not welcome here of all places . Was he an enemy ? An acquaintance ? Or a person who done them wrong ? Oridin hurried up to catch up to Esme finally and let out a big sigh to indicate how draining it was for him to get where he was now . –

Oridin : ” Who are all these people ? ”

Sieg:

The Witches Circle.
Losing his motorcycle, losing his drinks, most likely losing his reward for retrieving this girl and having this Prince having a hold of his hat and even going as far as to threaten him was bad enough, and having a soul forced inside his body made things even wrost for him and just made him desire he could lunge at Beel right now just to rip off his jaw and stick his fist so deep down his stomach at the holy knuckles would melt it. So the soul stuck in him didn’t needed to clarify that, in the end he wouldn’t have done it anyways…if anything he would have find it funny that this guy was stuck here

First of all…don’t you give me orders you scum…second…if you want to go so badly to hell I will take you there, just give me a moment to rip your ugly face to shreds and mail you back to your lapdogs in a trash bag

He threatened him back, grinning at him almost like if he taunted the prince to come closer and fight him right there. Yeah, it was a bad idea and Grey knew it well, but if Beel consumed him then he had no means to go back home and he would most likely eat the holy knuckles too and basicly get something wrost than a just pain inside his belly. And if Grey actually won, he would have the pleasure to punch this guy into submission and humilliate him because a mere undead managed to hurt him, an Archdemon, with a pair of holy items. Of course…before he could insult him again something happend, and upon turning his head Grey saw something that pretty much induced fear into him

Oh my…

Grey had very few rules, but out of those few rules one stood quite high compared to the rest and it was to never, ever, piss off a powerful witch because it usually ended up badly. And he knew this because he had a brief and pretty physically painful romance with one very long ago…with the difference that the one that he got mad was nowhere near as powerful as this one that basicly removed him and the feline that the girl’s body called Kat out of the way with no effort, causing Grey to basicly crash into a stone as he looked up, sightly terrified at what was happening

Just great…just what I needed…

I don’t have enough energy to even teleport my ass out of here…and that psycho is going to surely go after my ass next…dammit! this was meant to be an easy job!

Still not used to his thoughts being heard, Grey looked to the sides, ddesperatelyseeking for the whereabouts of his motorcycle in case that by miracle it was still intact and he could take off before that witch decided to get rid of him as well…but sadly for him the only thing around was a lonely wheel hanging from a branch of a tree…which for Wattson it meant that he was currently done for if he also called upon the witch’s anger. Yet, almost like a miracle someone approached him, offering him a chance to get out of there

Stay here and be around THAT…or go with this one to who knows where…yup…definetly I pick the stranger here, I would pick a black van that says free candy at this point

You don’t have to say it twice darling, anywhere is better than here

He did not doubted for a moment when he reached out and took her hand, as he said any place was better than their current location or so he believed, so he just reached out and without a doubt took Kat’s hand, just hoping that her teleporting methods were a bit more accurate or better than his…in the end the last thing he wanted was to end up falling down again to the ground from a long distance and having to hold someone to avoid them getting damaged. So he hoped, to his inside, that she knew what she was doing or that at least she would get them the hell away from here.

Zetta:

The Witches Circle.
The magical beings all seemed to be in shock at Beelzebub’s presence, something he felt even without the tension rising from the especially angry witch. She had been exclaiming at this point, swarming with magical energy.. To him though she was just a big bowl of soup with various other food particles within it, that he could suck right up. He felt the pressure from the rumbling, all now inside of her, finding it to be a strong force in itself. However, even now, nothing he’d felt could match the power of the Devil himself. A force that he had met in his youth, so to face this, especially with his mighty physique as well as his small resistance to such magical entities: The glutton prince tilted his head back, the princess’ body was still being digested, marking how unfortunate he was at this moment. If he was put to blows with another creature of even slightly lower power than he, he would find them a hard match-up.. But the all-powerful magician wanted nothing to do with Beel, shouting out that he was to begone, a portal opening up for the male.

She gave him the perfect opportunity, the sooner he had returned this body to his Kingdom the better. So he only smiled at them all. “This isn’t over, mage!” He said, turning his back to face the portal as it had been drawing him in, it pulled his body with strong force that he could not resist anyway.. Beelzebub had no quarrels with anyone but the chaos magic user, the boy had just made a very powerful enemy. Could he make powerful allies here?.. Who knew as the portal closed, ridding the sacred place of one of Hell’s most foul.

Kiri:
The Witches Circle.
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Sayaka was glad that Kat was able to hear her despite having been in a spiritual form, and thanks to that Sayaka reentered the body of Grey for the duration of their trip, glad that Kat at least had an idea of where they could go. Where would they go? Who would they meet? Was it someone from another kingdom? Or was it someone else? The situation around here was too volatile to ask for help, so where could Kat be taking them? Time would have to tell.

Razorbackwriter:The Witches Circle.

There was an eruption of emerald coloured flames the moment that the Prince of Gluttony had gone through the portal created by Lavinia in her moment of absolute anger. Smoke trailed high into the air, and there were cries from all the other Elders, be them witch or warlock as Lavinia was still channeling their powers. Only Esme and Oridin were free from the Lead Elder’s powerful hold. Kat, along with Grey had managed to escape the area, but their current destination was unknown to those present. Few in fact would have seen them leave.

Esme was standing with Oridin, who had both arrived just as all hell was breaking loose.

Oridin : ” Who are all these people ? ”

“The Elders of Dyre…all of them.” She was panting hard, and watching in horror as her aunt had harnessed all their powers, along with that of the ancestors. What she hadn’t seen was the black specters that had been released from the earth beneath the circle stones. They would have been brought from the East – the dark lands of Dyre. One thing that Esme knew for certain was, that even though Lavinia was incredibly powerful, she could not possibly maintain that much power within her current form. Not only was she a danger to everyone around her, but also to herself. The one that had been sent back via a banishment spell was unknown to Esme, who was not one to travel to Hell, unlike Katrina. The wily cat witch went wherever she liked, and that often got her into a lot of mischief.

Marguerite, the Dark One….all of them were unable to move. Frozen in their places and caught up in powerful streams that all continued to flow into the Queen of witches in the center of the circle. Barely able to move his head, the Dark one mumbled through gritted teeth.

“She….must….release….the..Elders…power.” It was draining everyone and there was a terrible sound coming from the lips of many. So much pain as if drawing on their own essence. Not fearing for her own safety, Esme jumped into the circle and sprinted across till she came to stand at Lavinia’s side, facing the spot where the Prince had vanished.

“Aunty….please, let it go!” Her voice was one of desperation. Her love for her Aunt and those around her showing in her eyes. Pleading with her Aunt. Little did she know that the woman’s inner darkness had been awoken, never to be put to sleep again. Her head slowly turned to that of her apprentice and niece, recognizing the girl that she had raised. She was blood. She was also innocent.

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Voices whispered once more, urging Lavinia to release. The worst was over and the threat had gone…for now. As simple as turning off a switch, the Elder closed her eyes, and all the links to the Elders around the circle was severed – like a cold blade slicing a vein. Witches and warlocks fell to the ground, including Marguerite and Shamus. The earth stopped trembling, but if one cared to see the dark specters had not gone back into the ground. They had found a new host and were not about to release her.

Esme reached for her Aunt’s hand, which was so cold to the touch. Where was the warmth that was usually there? The young apprentice looked about for Katrina, but she could not see her anywhere. Had the feline witch escaped her good friend’s wrath?

In the background, Shamus held his hand out for Marguerite to take so he could help her to her feet. The Black matriarch huffed loudly, before accepting it. He was the last person she ever wanted to touch. Thankfully, the area itself was undamaged from what had occured, but not all damage was visible to the naked eye. When Shamus had dusted himself off, along with Marguerite, who kept swatting him with her fan – he then looked across at Lavinia and her apprentice. He couldn’t help but grin to himself.

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“Looks like the young witch has courage after all.” Truth was in coming days she was going to need it. Seeing Oridin standing close, the Dark one swanned over to his side. “So you’re the one that Esme found. Welcome to the Witches Circle, boy.” ~RB~ 

The Witches Circle – Part One : PD

The Witches Circle.

 

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A place where witches and warlocks gather to plot, scheme and trade spells along with vital information.

Razorbackwriter:  
The Witches Circle

Esme was keeping herself busy with the upcoming arrival of some of the Witch Elders. There was no mistaking the fact that there was a great disturbance in magic, and it had even been felt by the young witch who served Lavinia – the Elder. Lavinia’s modest cottage that was set on the lands of Dyre in the midst of the Witches Circle was a one stop shop for many passing witches and warlocks. Esme had spent most of the morning gathering herbs and then tidying the cottage from top to bottom. Lavinia had been in a foul mood, and this was attributed to the disturbance. She had called for all of the Elders to appear at the circle to discuss everything that they knew and perhaps through their combined powers work out where the danger was coming from.

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As the sun set, and Esme lit the night lanterns – a black cat appeared at the window before leaping in and walking along the top of Lavinia’s couch. The cat always had a good way of startling the poor girl.

“Kat….I swear…”

The black cat shivered before leaping to the ground and then morphing into the buxom blonde haired witch. She giggled cause she almost caused Esme to drop the night lantern she was holding. Kat seemed eager to find Lavinia who currently was not in the cottage. She crossed the floor and took the night lantern, before tweaking Esme’s cheek.

“Where’s Liv? I have news.”

“She should be back soon. The Elders are gathering tonight.”

At this, Kat’s ears stood up from within her golden locks. The Elders? Oh this had to mean that something big was coming. They didn’t normally call a meeting unless it was something important that affected all creatures that practiced witchcraft. Although Kat had felt a shift in her magic, she didn’t feel like bothering the Elders about it. She figured it had to do with Sayaka’s curse, not something that affected all of Hell.

“Why didn’t I get an invite?” Kat was now a bit miffed at the thought she was left out of the meeting. Esme was busy laying a table cloth on one of Lavinia’s main tables and turned her head back to glance at the miffed cat witch.

“Cause…you’re not an elder.” This was true. Katrina had not earnt the right to become an elder, and it had a lot to do with the Blacks. She had once crossed Marguerite, and it was well known she never forgot or forgave those that did ill by her. Not that it was intentional, she just so happened to have snapped the neck of Marguerite’s pet snake at one of the Black’s gatherings. Slimy bastard had tried to get a little too friendly with the feline…with disastrous results.

“Will the Blacks be coming then?” Half wondering if Marcus and Raul would show up. Both men were drop dead gorgeous, but as different as night and day. Kat had always enjoyed flirting with them, but it never amounted to anything. Besides, Kat was now finding that she was enjoying female laps a lot more.

“I am not sure about the sons, but most probably Marguerite.”

This brought a groan from Kat, who rolled her eyes at the thought. That was all she needed. But if she was able to pick up any new spells, or maybe the hint of gossip then she was willing to put up with the old bitch. Kat picked up a clear crystal orb off one of the dressers and started to play with it, as she was very much into shiny things. Esme was quick to snatch it off the cat witch and set it back gently.

“Can’t you go play somewhere else, Kat. It’s almost time, and none of the elders have patience for you.”

Well that was almost true. All of them despised Kat, save for Lavinia who loved Kat’s spunk and sharp wit. Kat knew she had at least one ally in the Circle. Sighing, Kat decided to go and wait to see the arrivals of all the Elders from each corner of Hell and beyond. Something was telling the cat witch, that she had stumbled into the circle at just the right time.

Exiting Lavinia’s house, Kat strolled along the cobble stoned path to head down into the glen where the Elders meeting was about to take place. Already the sky was alive with the sound of cackling witches and fierce warlocks. Funny how they all liked to travel through the air, as opposed to just teleporting to the place that they desire. Not paying mind to who might be following along behind her, she got a little shiver on the back of her neck, when she heard a very familiar chuckle. A giggle of sorts. One that belonged to a strange little man.

“Ehehehehe. If it isn’t the cheeky black kitty Kat.”

Turning to the sound of the voice, Kat was surprised to see the Dark One walk out of the brush. He had an evil gleam in his eye and he looked the cat witch up and down, before licking his lips. “They never said anything about you coming, dearie.” Was it seriously that bad that the cat witch wanted to be part of the circle, even if she had no idea about this elder meeting.

“That’s cause they don’t know I’m here….yet.”

“Well, if I were you….I’d keep well back. We all remember the last time Marguerite crossed your path.”

The Dark One knew all about Marguerite Black’s hatred of Katrina, even if it was over a trivial matter. “She was very fond of that snake.” He added, and this had Kat groan louder. “He was nothing more than an over sized trouser snake and one that she used to get off on.” You could see Kat was getting horribly annoyed to be talking again about Marguerite. Oh that woman.

“Ehehehe…yes well, I have bigger things to report as I have just come from Hell’s Kitchen.” The fact that the Dark one would be so bold to tell the sneaky feline about his travels was totally out of the ordinary. Kat was familiar with the Doctor and his work. Who wasn’t? The man was a genius, if save for the fact that he wasn’t a complete whacko.

“You’ve been ill?” Kat questioned, not knowing of the relationship between the Doctor and the Dark one. Few knew of the deal between them, and the Dark one wished to keep that to himself.

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“No….but a Prince of Hell is going to be feeling a loss of heart. A real…heart ache.”

Now the Dark one was speaking cryptically, and Kat was already suspicious. She had just come from the fight club and had left the Prince of Envy with the Princess of Wrath. She knew that the pair could take care of themselves, but still she was loyal to Sayaka. Was the Dark One plotting against the Princes of Hell…..all of them?

“Oh?” Kat didn’t want to give away that she worked currently for the house of Wrath and kept quiet. Thankfully, the Dark One was too wrapped up in his wicked schemes.

“Yes! One that hungers took the deal that would see the balance of Hell come crashing down!” The Dark One started laughing loudly until a shrill voice was heard coming in from behind them.

“KATRINA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” It was Marguerite, and boy did she look angry. The cat witch jumped in behind the Dark one and peered out from the side. “Passing through…” She was not about to get into a cat fight with Marguerite, not with the Dark One in tow. She knew her magic was strong, but everyone had their limits. Thankfully, the Dark One was privy to some knowledge that was about to change Marguerite’s tone.

“Marguerite….congrats about your boy getting the girly thief pregnant. Shall we all call you “Grandmama?”

In behind the Dark one, Katrina could not stop giggling at the question being asked. The one thing that Marguerite hated more than anything was being regarded as old. The cat witch had to clamp her hand over her mouth to stifle the giggles, as Marguerite looked like she was about to go nuclear.

“Couldn’t keep it in his pants, eh Dearie?” Now the Dark one was being really malicious, taunting her further and Marguerite would have gone in for the attack, had it not been for Lavinia arriving on the scene. She got in between the Dark one and the matriarch of Black, holding up her hands which both glowed fiercely with power.

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“ENOUGH! BOTH OF YOU! TO THE CIRCLE….NOW!” Lavinia had saved the day, and Kat couldn’t have been happier about her timing. She was quick to dart out from behind Shamus and move to give her good friend a cuddle.

“Liv!”

“Katrina…what are you doing here?” She was a bit shocked, since she had not summoned her to the circle. Lavinia knew that there were those amongst the elders that wanted the cat spade. Lavinina accepted the hug and then threaded her arm with the young cat witch, who poked her tongue out at Marguerite as she went to walk with the elder. The pair having been friends for centuries. When they were far enough away from the Dark one and the Lady Black, Kat whispered.

“Why did you call the Elders, Liv?”

“Someone started the time piece. Everything we hold sacred could be in danger.”

Little did Kat know about what really happened at Hell’s kitchen….and what it meant for all creatures, not just the Princes of Hell.

~RB~

Guess who is coming to dinner – Part Five – The Greed Kingdom : PD

Guess who is coming to dinner – Part Five – The Greed Kingdom : PD

 

Dessy:  They all seemed to come to an agreement that Tessa and her brothers were indeed going home. That was good – Mariela didn’t have to force them. It made things easier. Sean and Sam chatted, and when Mariela looked to Tessa, she noticed Alice was being nosy and asking a bunch of questions. She eventually turned back to her brothers, joining in their covnersation, as well as Tessa whenever she could get a word in. Otherwise, whenever Alice stopped talking.

She never noticed Scar staring, but she had eventually pulled her hand away from his when the food came so she could eat. She ate the food placed in front of them, talking and occassionally laughing, smiling the entire time. It was nice to talk with them again after so long. Really nice, in fact.

She stopped talking whenever the raven landed in front of her, before laughing at Scar’s comment. The others didn’t notice the raven. She reached over, gently pulling the letter from the raven and watched it fly off. She then opened it, her eyes scanning the letter.

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“Scar, what time is it?” She then asked, her eyes still scanning the letter. “I – as well as you and the others – have to be at the Witch Circle at eight. Apparently it’s very important, and someone by the name Lavinia Ramoska summoned me. Apparently, she has always been… watching me?” she said, confusion on her face as she turned and handed the letter to Scar for him to read. Alice was going to stay here, under very careful watch by the guards. Mariela knew that much. Now, Mariela just needed to know what time it currently was, and where the Witch’s Circle was located.

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Kingdom of Greed – Castle

After flailing his arms at the raven that had now flown away, Scar looked back at the Princess, who was reading the contents of the note that had been delivered by the cheeky raven. The Princess inquired as to what the time was currently. Looking back at the large grandfather clock in the hall, Scar said. “After three, why?” Naturally he was curious as to why it was so important to know what time it was. It had everything to do with the letter she was holding. Only it wasn’t a letter. More like an invitation or summons.

According to the letter, Mariela as well as her family and Scar have been asked to join the Witches Circle at eight o’clock. The Witches circle? Why was it that Scar had not heard of this before? Not even when Lydia was in charge of things, did he know of the other witches in the realms. He assumed, and wrongly that Mariela was the only one.

The more she read, the more worried that Scar became. Some mysterious Elder witch called Lavinia Ramoska had written the invitation, and to add to the mystery of it all, the letter claimed that she had been watching the Princess for some time. The whole thing sounded really creepy.

“You can’t be serious and actually want to go and see some witchy tart that has a fetish for watching young girls do you?” Yes, Scar was totally out of sorts with the idea. He looked at Tessa and Scar along with Sean for back up.

“You three gotta admit that this sounds fishy. Any of you know this…..Lavinia person?” He was looking for support as the last thing he wanted was to see Mariela put in harms way.

Scar could see the confusion and conflict written all over Mariela’s face and he wanted to put her mind at ease. But just as he was putting his case forward, a map appeared magically on the back of the letter – pinpointing the exact location of the Witches Circle. That alone made Scar’s skin crawl.

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“Oh my god….is she watching us right now?” Scar looked around and then even popped his head under the table.

“Stop watching us, you pervy cow!”

 

~RB~

 

Dessy:  “After three. So we still have time then.” Mariela said, looking at Scar. Scar seemed worried, which would make sense. After everything else that’s happened, it made sense to be worried about this sudden invitation out of nowhere.

“You can’t be serious and actually want to go and see some witchy tart that has a fetish for watching young girls do you?”

Scar spoke, and Mariela turned to him. “Scar! I think you’re blowing this out of proportion.” she spoke. “Nope. Never heard of her.” Tessa spoke, looking over to Sam and Sean, and the boys shook their heads. Mariela thought about it before shrugging. “I think it’s worth a shot.” she said, looking at Scar. “Everything will be fine.”

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When she handed Scar the letter, she saw the map appear. She gently took it back from Scar, flipping it over and looking at the map. “We’re going.” Mariela said with a nod. “Finish up here, then we can all go back to our rooms to get ready. We have quite a few hours, so we can also get our guest…” she looked at Alice. “… settled in.” she spoke, before looking at the others. “Sound good?” she said, and the trio across from her nodded.

She then reached over and hit Scar on the shoulder. “Stop it!’ Mariela scolded. “I don’t think she’s watchng us. And if she is, let’s not call her name’s. We don’t know this person or how well we can trust her.”

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Kingdom of Greed – Castle

It wasn’t surprising that Scar had trust issues when it came to strange magical women. He didn’t know this Lavinia from a piece of toast, and yet they were being invited to some Witches Circle. The invitation itself bore magic as it showed the way with a map that appeared on the back after Mariela had wondered where it was. That alone suggested that the sender had a great deal of magical know how. The new Princess believed that Scar was blowing the whole thing out of proportion, and was sure that everything would be fine. Where this sudden certainty came from, the alp didn’t know but he wasn’t fully in agreeance with the young witch on this. Scar huffed a little, whilst pushing himself back in his chair. Mariela deciding that they were going and would leave after getting ready. There was the matter of settling in the guest as well. Knowing full well what Alice was like, Scar jumped up after be scolded by Mariela for calling the unknown witch names.

“I’ll take Alice upstairs and deal with her while you all get ready for this…..circle thing.” He didn’t have a pleasant look on his face, but you could see he was determined to get the young Alice out of the way. For now at least.

The young girl in blue was eating a muffin when she was yanked from the chair she sat in and dragged out of the room at speed by the wily alp. She protested that he was being a bit rough, but it fell on deaf ears till they were well out of ear shot. Alice turned and stomped her foot indignantly at the treatment she received.

“What ever is the matter, Hatter? I barely had something to eat. No cup of tea or treat”

Alice was speaking and rhyming her words with a nasty scowl on her face. It was well known that the young girl had a temper, especially when it came to food, and not getting enough of it.

“I think the Princess is making a HUGE mistake. I don’t trust witches.”

“But….she’s a witch.”

“Yes…but she is not like that. She’s a good witch. What is to say that this lot in that circle aren’t a bunch of child eating old crones? Hmm? Hell bent on gobbling up the life essence of someone….like you for example.” He gestured with his gloved hands at Alice in such a way that even Alice got a fright. “Oooo then I don’t want to go!” It was enough to frighten the poor girl, who could see Scar’s point. Scar patted her shoulder and started to lead her up to a guest room. “Right, then you stay here and don’t get into mischief. No shenanigans. No going where you don’t belong.” He reinforced. Stopping at the door of one of the available guest rooms, he opened it and allowed her inside. “Don’t leave here till we get back, okay?”

‘Yes, Hatter. I get to play Princess trapped in a tower for a day!” Alice wanted to turn this into a game, and kissed the Alp on the cheek before going inside. “Don’t forget to rescue me!”

Scar closed the door as the young girl giggled and talked to herself. That was Alice out of the way for now. But he had more pressing matters, like taking the Princess to these witches. Why did it feel like he was about to hand his love over to the Witches on a silver platter?

“Oh I have a bad feeling about this.”

The Alp then marched off to get ready.

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~RB~

 

Dessy:  It was silent as they headed back to Greed castle – with good reason, most likely. Mariela wasn’t sure what was to happen now after the events at the Witches Circle. Considering she just threatened everyone there, as well as the other kingdoms, it probably wasn’t a good thing. But Mariela was prepared for anything they intend to throw her way. She turned her head to look behind her, seeing Tessa and her brothers following behind. She gave a smile, before turning to look at Scar.

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“Well. Looks like I have made a few enemies…” She spoke, clenching her teeth together and making a bit of a face.“Threatening them probably wasn’t such a great idea. Might have been a mistake, actually.” she said, coming to this realization. “But I guess all royals have to have a few enemies, right?” she then said with a shrug. She gave another smile, before looking forward as they climbed up the steps to the Greed castle, giving a nod to the guards.

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She walked into the castle, the door shutting behind them as she turned to look at everyone else. “Now, I suppose the first thing we should do is check on Alice.” she said, moving her hands up to untie the cloak from her neck. “I don’t know the girl, and being how she came from the mysterious place behind the mirror, I don’t much how much she can be trusted.” she said, now taking the cloak and draping it over her arm. “I know she’s a friend of yours, Scar, and you know more about her then I do. I just… don’t quite know what to think of her yet.” she said, looking at Scar.

She then turned her head to look at Tessa and her brothers. “Second thing is to get you three home.” she said, moving her eyes between the three. “You three have been here long enough, and I don’t want you guys to still be here should anything major happen. So we need to figure out a way to get you three home.” she then said, looking back at Scar. He should have a way, right? She certainly hoped so… “Now. Let’s go find Alice. And hope she didn’t get into any trouble…”she said, turning back around to start walking forward again.

 

New chapter begins next –  The Witches Circle.

 

 

 

 

RPC – Loretta Sambala : Ice Witch of the North – PD

Image/Appearance: 

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” Light isn’t always good neither shadows are always evil. Light often plays with human eyes and pranks shadows.”

Name: Loretta Sambala
Age: 657 years, 26 in appearance
Race: Ice witch
Class: Ice Elemental
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual.
Personality: Words to describe her would include wicked, cold, calculating, opportunistic, heartless, uncaring, dominating, bitchy

Status: Witch Elder of the North – Lands of Dyre
Alliance: Elders, Lavinia.

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Powers:
Plane shifting at will. Summoning ice trolls & demons, potion making, shape shifting.
Ice transmutation – ability to turn objects and people into ice sculptures
Ice Storm creation – Loretta can create ice storms, which results in the accumulation of at least 0.25-inch (6.4 mm) of ice on exposed surfaces. They are not violent storms, but instead commonly perceived as gentle rains occurring at temperatures just below freezing. The freezing rain from an ice storm covers everything with heavy, smooth glaze ice. In addition to hazardous driving or walking conditions, branches or even whole trees may break from the weight of ice. Note: Once an ice storm has begun, it may be very difficult to stop.

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Ice manipulation – also called Cryokinesis : Loretta can create, shape and manipulate ice, water frozen into a solid state and appears naturally in forms of snow, hail, icicles, ice spikes and candles, glaciers, pack ice, frost, and polar ice caps, and cold by reducing the kinetic energy of atoms and thus making things colder, for various effects and combinations.
Specialist power:
 Ice Attacks
Divided into two groups depending on whether they use Cold or Ice:
 Create/generate/increase, shape and manipulate cold for various effects, freezing areas of differing sizes/shapes and/or objects for several effects:
 Cold Energy Manipulation
 Frostbite to freeze anything to atomic levels making it fragile.
 Cellular Disintegration by causing frostbites that cannot be repaired.
 Create/generate/increase ice.
 Burrowing with choice between simply gliding through ice or leaving a tunnel.
 Ice Negation
 Shape, compress, and/or otherwise manipulate ice.
 Efficacy Manipulation including speed, density, hardness and/or sharpness.
 Shard Manipulation
 Cryokinetic Constructs including weapons, walls, armors or allies/servants.
 Move/lift ice at nearly any speed whether in/on a surface, air or water. One could even do this in vacuum of space if one has a way to survive the experience.
 Cryokinetic Surfing
 Elemental Flight using ice.

Limitations/Weaknesses: Extensive heat power or elemental, close to volcanic in temperature.

Personal Item(s): Ice Shard of Dyre. Loretta wears it around her neck. From the land of the North, a token from a Warlock lover.
Pet/Companion: Armoured Polar Bear

Background: Known as the Witch of the North, Loretta Sambala has a reputation for being a totally ice cold bitch. Long time friend of Lavinia, she has been granted the right to rule over the North lands of Dyre, which is a world of ice and snow. Preferring to wear armored suits as opposed to the more traditional witches garb, she is something of a war maiden, loving to get her hands dirty or in her case icy, when dealing with those that stand in the Elders way.

RPC – Esme Ramoska : The Princess Diaries.

Name: Esme Ramoska
Age: 19 in appearance
Race: Witch

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A witch is a man or woman who is born with the power to affect change by magical means (“Witchcraft”). While many witches are self-proclaimed Keepers of the Balance, other witches are known to work against the Balance, and use their power for personal gain.

The Balance of Nature is a spiritual belief system based around the observance of the Earth and reverence of Mother Nature. The goal of many witches is to honor the design of nature and to maintain balance within the natural world. The balance of nature is intimately tied to one’s spiritual relationship with the Earth, and the idea that all living things (e.g. animals, humans, plants, etc.) are considered sacred, as they are all different aspects of nature. Contemporary witches would also agree that using modern ceremonies, rituals and shamanic practices is the best way to attune themselves with the natural rhythms of the universe in their efforts to obtain guidance and knowledge from wiser known witches called “The Spirits”. However, it is implied that not all witches follow this belief system, and have the freewill to choose how they wish to practice their power.

Class: Apprentice
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Personality: Passionate, devout, gentle, calm, sensitive, intelligent.
Birthplace : Lands of Dyre

Status: Heir to the Elder Supreme – Lavinia
Alliance: Witches Circle – Dyre

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Appearance: Fair haired, blue eyed though this changes with mood. Pale skin, with pink lips and light rose to her cheeks. Tall, but not overly. 5’7”, weighing in at 52 kilos. A natural beauty, who spends much time outdoors, loving nature and reading. She is currently in the middle of making her own spells, and has been working on her own grimoire for some time.

“Every spell that a witch casts is unique unto itself, so every witch would document their work.”

A Grimoire is a magic spellbook where a witch records all of her/his spells, rituals, potions, and herbs. It can be filled with information of hexes and spells. There is no original grimoire, they vary in size and contents depending on the witches who own them. Some grimoires are more valuable than others because of their content, and vary in size and content. Some are aesthetically beautiful, leather-bound, and with pages of parchment, others seem only old books with torn pages.

Powers:

Basic Powers

 Channeling: The act of invoking extra forms of energy by focusing on external forces.
 Potion Brewing: The act of brewing and concocting magical potions that have supernatural properties.
 Spell Casting: The act of changing and controlling events through the use of incantations and more.
 Immunity to Compulsion by Vampires
Other Powers
 Divination: The act of divining future, past, and present events based off extrasensory perception.
 Clairvoyance: The practice of divination through the perception of emotions, objects, people, or physical phenomena.
 Empathy: The power to identify the emotional feelings of another person.
 Intuition: The practice of divination through the use of instinctive knowledge.
 Mediumship: The practice of communicating with the spirits of the dead.
 Premonitions: The practice of divination through the observation and study of dreams.
 Psychometry: The practice of divination through contact with or proximity to a certain object or person

 One of the defining characteristics of a witch is their ability to cast spells; a “spell” being the word used to signify the means employed to carry out a magical action. A spell could consist of a ritual action, a set of words, a verse, or any combination of these. Many of which are archived in Grimoires. For reasons unknown, the majority of spells used by practitioners of Spirit Magic and/or Traditional Magic are spoken in an ancient language very similar to Latin. However, witches who practice other forms of magic have been known to use spells in different languages. Most used is a locator spell, that can be used if there is a sample of the person you seeks personal affects, or hair/blood. This is done with an incantation in the language of the witch, yet is different to other nationalities.

 Linking spells allow witches to establish a magical bond between two or more people, connecting mind, body, soul or even life force. Blood is often used to perform linking spells as it aids in strengthening the connection between the people that are being bonded together. Unlinking spells severs that bond, voiding the connection
Curses and Hexes are powerful spells that allow witches to cause either harm or damage to fall upon a victim that commonly comes with long-lasting, slowed or delayed effects. Several are ritualistic in nature and may require physical contact with the target of the spell or with an object owned by it or a part of his/her body such as nails, hairs or blood.

 The Travelers’ Curse: An extremely powerful curse, performed 2000 years ago on a coven of powerful witches known as the Travelers in order to restrict their power massively and keep them from ever settling down as a tribe by turning nature against them. The curse worked by ensuring that should the Travelers ever settle down somewhere, natural disasters would ensue.

Limitations/Weaknesses:

Disbelief: The act of denying or disbelieving in one’s potential could cause a witch to inadvertently suppress their magical power.
Distraction: Any person, substance, or thing that prevents a witch from giving full attention to their spells can hinder a witch from effectively practicing witchcraft.
Fear: A distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; the condition or feeling of being afraid could cause a witch to involuntarily block their own powers for a short time.
Herbs: Ingestion of certain herbs can cause a witch to lose consciousness and prevent them from using magic for a undetermined amount of time. The Lobelia flower prevents concentration and the practice of magic and can be used to weaken a witch as one would weaken a vampire with Vervain.
Magic: All creatures are susceptible to the forces of witchcraft including Dark Objects, potions, spells and more.
Mortality: Based off the fact that witches are still human, they share many of the same weaknesses as non-supernatural beings (e.g. age, decapitation, disease, heart-failure, suffocation, etc.)
Overexertion: The excessive use of magic could lead to disorientation, nose bleeds, unconsciousness, and if taken to the extreme, death.

Personal Item:
Esme’sTalisman is an ancient necklace with a pendant made out of a dragon bone. It belonged to her mother, Desmedora, and she drew power from it to protect herself from dark magic. Desmedora – a white witch was killed by someone that she never thought could harm her. It was the reason why Lavinia had cast a spell over herself to forget. Having placed it around her daughter’s neck, Esme survived the attack and is now the apprentice of Lavinia – who has just been awoken by the time piece and the Dark One’s betrayal.

Powerful witches, like Lavinia and Desemdora require an anchor to their great power or otherwise their spells go haywire. The big question is….where is Lavinia’s talisman?

Companion: Oridin – Mage

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Background: Raised by her aunt, Lavinia after the mysterious death of her mother; Desmedora, Esme was treated like any apprentice that a witch might have. Though Lavinia was never unkind towards the girl, there was something that Esme could never mistake as being hidden behind those veiled eyes. A girl very in tune with nature, such as plants and animals, she was well liked by many in the Elders community and it was thought that she would make a fine Elder when the time came. Unbeknown to the young Esme, the time piece turning has awakened a darkness within her aunt – one that will never wish to see Esme rise to take her place as Supreme Elder. Perhaps her only hope lay with a girl….that shares the same colour hair…and love of family.

 

RPC : Lavinia Ramoska – The Princess Diaries.

Lavinia Ramoska

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Quote: “Do not call up that which you cannot put down.”

Title: Lavinia the Elder, Queen of Witches, Supreme Witch of Dyre, Matriarch of the Ramoska Family
Birthplace: Ancestral land of Dyre
Race: Witch
Age: Over one thousand years.
Family: Niece, Esme – who serves as her apprentice.
Associates: The Dark One, Katrina, The Black Family, The Ramoska Family – extended.

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Appearance: Statuesque raven haired woman with a silver greyish skin, dark lips and a diamond shaped face. Eyes are black, and she has high set cheek bones, with a small nose. Stands at 5’6″ in heights and weighs in at approximately 48 kilos. Her long locks are either kept tied in braid or plaits when not engaged in battle, otherwise they are free flowing and fall just short of the base of her back.

Known more in peaceful times for her wares, rings and spells, she is often seen as the one people go to when in most dire need, or summons her fellow kin and associates ie: Elders when there is significant changes in the use and practices of magic, or disturbances in nature.

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Personality: In peaceful times, Lavinia is a polite and charming woman, devout to her practices of the craft and the sanctity of the Witches circle. But there was a time, long ago where she was crossed by her one true love, and thus brought about a change to the Witch. While this incident has faded from the memory of many, Lavinia had to cast a spell upon her self to make her forget the terrible things she did. Betrayal, the catalyst for her dark side. One never would wish to awaken the darkness within, for it would be at their own peril.

Pets/Companions: Black stallion – a gift from a Human King, a black raven, and a hunting dog, which she uses whilst in the forests to hunt. These creatures are also engaged in battle when required, as they can be transformed with her spells into much larger beasts.

Powers:

Elemental Manipulation of Plantlife, earth and rock.

Magic Attacks
The user can release/use magic to attacks of various shapes and/or intensities, either projected, used as a part of melee attacks, etc., from huge rays of pure energy that can knock over or even obliterate dozens of targets, or slightly singe them.

Concussion Beams: Release beams of solidified magic.
Expanding Magic Bolts: Project magic that expands rapidly on contact with an object.
Formulated Magic Blasts: Release blasts of magic in a form of a creature or object.
Hand Blasts: Release magic blasts from hands.
Magic Ball Projection: Create and launch spheres of magic.
Magic Blast: Release magic over a specific target area.
Magic Bolt Projection: Release low powered projectiles of magic.
Magic Bombs: Create bombs/explosions of magic.
Magic Bullets: Fire in short sequence over a wide area.

Power Absorption
The user can steal powers from others, usually this is temporary and the victims naturally regain their lost power, but some users may be able to steal powers permanently.

Defensive Magic:

Force-Field Generation
User is able to create a shield, wall or a field to protect themselves, with varying appearances and materials. The fields can be formed from energy, element, shaped from environment or formed by manipulating smaller items to form greater whole.

Force-fields are not impenetrable and can usually be removed by an energy drain or extreme weight. Some users are also able to throw shields away from themselves or to catch things with them, while other users may be able to mold them into any shape.

Healing
User can restore biotic organisms to their optimal health, curing damaged or withered organisms, wounds, broken bones, low vitality, and diseases/poisoning. Though the user may potentially heal any form of bodily damage, the patient must be alive, even if hanging by a thin thread, in order to be healed; once the patient has died, it would transcend healing and would require resurrection instead.

Magical Energy Absorption
The user can absorb magical energy, power and other forms of magic to increase users physical and/or supernatural abilities. The user can forcibly drain the magic of other entities and possibly entire dimensions with enough power.

Shape shifting
The user can shapeshift their form, transforming and reshaping down to the genetic and cellular structure. They can impersonate others or enhance one’s body for combat, either by turning into animals, monsters or make the body stronger. Users with particularly flexible abilities can manipulate their form at will, combining abilities, traits, etc, even being able to form limbs into weapons and reforming after being blown apart by explosives.

Flight

Magic Aura
The user can surround themselves in matter and/or energy of any type of magic. The aura also possesses immensely strong magical properties that could work to user’s advantage depending on the type of magic they wield, allowing them to gain strength from the respective element of the aura. Coincidentally, depending on what type of magic the user has, their magical aura can take the appearance of their power.

The user is also capable of increasing the strength of their aura via the magic of spells, charms, or even magical elements

Magic Sensing
The user can sense the presence and source of magical energies. Users can inherently feel magical energy in their vicinity regardless of where it may be present.

Ancestral link – power channeling
Potion Creation – for various purposes (i.e. explosive, healing)

Spell Casting
User can cast spells, an action that allows one to magically alter reality to varying extents. It is often a series of words that take effect when spoken, though others are able to cast spells merely by thinking, with gestures, or through a ritual of some sort.

Summoning
The user can transport person, creature, or object of choice by means of Teleportation, Dimensional Travel, Portal Creation or some other way. This may also result from a previous summoning contract, which creates a connection between the summon and summoner.

High level users may not be bound by restrictions such as a contract, and can summon anything they want, including powerful beings or “familiar spirits” and often require strong mystic connections to where these entities reside. Users can call upon fairies, angels, demons, or animal spirits, just to name a few.

The summoning can backfire, however, leading to any number of misfortunes, such as the summoned person, creature, or item causing harm to the summoner.

Telekinesis
Telepathy
Teleportation
Transmutation
Abjuration: The power to protect/heal.
Force-Field Generation

Conjuration: The power to transport living and non-living things.

Teleportation
Divination: The power to gain information.
Extrasensory Perception

Enchantment: The power to influence the minds/emotions.

Illusion: The power to create illusions.
Disappearing
Illusive Appearance
Transmutation: The power to transform living things.

Weaknesses: Over use of powers over prolonged period. It is impossible to maintain that much energy in the body and not have it expelled back into the earth.
Her other weakness – Love.

At the heart of the Land of Dyre, which is accessible through the planes from Hell, Lavinia is the Elder to whom most go to when there are matters of magic and its misuse. A Queen of Witches, the descendant of the Ramoska family of Central Europe, she has managed to starve off the aging process through sacrifices and the passing on of powers through her ancestors. When her time is done, Esme will inherit all of her vast power, but for now she leads the Elders of the Witches Circle.

 

RPC – Katrina “Kat” Silver : The Princess Diaries.

Appearance:
Cat like :

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Name: Katrina “Kat” Silver.

Age: 1450 years

Race: Witch / Cat.
A witch, also known as a sorcerer or warlock, is a person, whether male or female, who has the power to effect change by magical means (“witchcraft”).

Alliance: Surprisingly, Wrath

Status/Job: Rat catcher, comfort giver, all round prankster.

Personality: Cunning, cute, feisty, temperamental, inquisitive, naughty, cheeky, daring
A word or two about cats;
1. We will never understand them fully.
2. They are a rare source of unconditional love, something we all crave.
3. Our lives would be empty and boring without them.

Relationship Status: Unknown at this point.

Orientation: Anyone’s guess. Whoever strokes her.

Likes: Warm laps, soft laps, free food, lush surrounds, cushions, books, soft music, milk, games.

Dislikes: Dogs, being left outside in the rain.

Powers: Shape shifting, psychic, scrying, runes, spells, potions, creating her own incantations, the use of a crystal and wand
Weapons:
Spell book that can turn into a small pendent on her collar.
A Wand that is found in her right ear when in cat form.

Strengths: Has nine lives. Able to resist fire, ideal for a girl that is hanging around Wrath.

Limitations/Weaknesses:
 Disbelief: The act of denying or disbelieving in ones magical potential could cause a witch to inadvertently suppress their paranormal power.
 Fear: A distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; the condition or feeling of being afraid could cause a witch to involuntarily block their own powers for a short time.
 Mortality: Based off the fact that witches are still human, they share many of the same weaknesses as non-supernatural beings (e.g. age, decapitation, disease, heart-failure, suffocation, etc.)
 Overexertion: The excessive use of magic could lead to disorientation, nose bleeds, unconsciousness, and if taken to the extreme, death.
 Witchcraft: All magic can be undone through the use of witchcraft and with enough magical power any spell can be broken.

Background: Appearing in the Kingdom of Wrath almost by magic, Katrina is on a quest of sorts. With no current Master or Mistress, she is looking for the one that she can fulfil her destiny with. In a way it is like dancing with the devil, but who wants to live out a dull and boring existence. A witch that spends far too much time as a cat and it shows. More of her story to come in play.

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Power upgrade – 25/6/2015. New Princess of Wrath.

Black Earth Manipulation: Katrina can generate and manipulate Black Earth, a corrupted form of earth which can shatter bones and other things with ease, inducing intense pain on doing so. Being stronger than your standard earth, this is a powerful element which can overpower your normal Earth with ease and other normal elements can’t affect it.

Supernatural Condition: As an Archdemon, Katrina naturally had a large level of physical ability. She was naturally speed oriented, making her incredibly fast and dangerous with that. Her speed rivals that of Ikki naturally, making her able to have matched him if it came to a fight of swords alone if not surpass him. She also had a high level of strength, once challenging even the strongest of opponents. However, despite this she had her limitations evident by her lack of durability against Beelzebub’s crushing force. She had a high regenerative ability, letting her heal life threatening wounds in days, and more minor ones in hours. She is highly intelligent and had a large amount of stamina as well. Her entire fighting style is actually made for people who would’ve normally be able to counter a conservative fighter like her. Her huge levels of strength, combined with the Demonic Aura she could infuse into her body to unlock her fullest power, makes her a dangerous combatant if pushed to full strength. Which had never been done. When the demonic aura is infused into her body, she undergoes a small appearance change, increasing her ability to make many enemies worthless against her. After being brought back by Beelzebub, the new body is highly resistant to damage in it’s inability to actually feel pain or pleasure, reducing the harmful effects that the family curse had on the body.

Demonic Aura: Not for offensive purposes really, but truly the very reason for her massive strength and speed being higher than a normal Prince. Katrina trained for years just to infuse objects with her Demonic Aura to make them stronger with no real energy drain. This made her more dangerous physically, however not really with her abilities unless she unleashes her true full power and uses her flames as well.

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Wrath Overdrive: This is the Overdrive of Katrina. In this form Katrina not only gains an increase in physical stats, but she also gains an ability thought to be destroyed. The Flame of Wrath. It is a flame able to burn through even Dark or White elements as well as being immune to many of the typical weaknesses that you would find from a flame. This flame is named as such as it can grow stronger from the anger of others, and through growing stronger it re-energizes a user as long as their target is angry; this fact also means that this flame chronolocks the user while being used, meaning they are immune to Space-time manipulation abilities. This flame is only stoppable by users of the Flame of Envy, and those with the Power of the Abyss backing them; however, there are a few other users of Flame who have not been revealed able to match this flame with ease and even surpass it. This flame is unable to be absorbed by anyone other than another user, thanks to the qualities of this flame, and if absorbed by anyone not of the Family of Sayaka, this flame will eat them from the inside out until they are dead. This flame causes appearance changes, as well as an increase of overall physiology while active and takes on the form of an eerily crimson flame. Unlike before however, this Flame is no longer limited by the Curse of Wrath, therefore use of it is only limited by the fact you are only able to use it in Overdrive form. This Flame is now soul-bound to Katrina as well, making it impossible for any other to use it since Sayaka cannot. When using this Flame, the Flame itself now absorbs the anger from things continuously, slowly releasing its limits over time. Once the first limiter is released( 4 posts ), the Flame awakens to its sentient form, making it able to track targets and bypass most typical energy assimilating or absorbing abilities. The second limiter( 4 posts after the first ), allows the user to actually begin creating fully sentient constructs from the flames themselves; including living creatures. The third limiter( 5 posts after the second ), finally unlocks the Flame’s Conceptual Form, now making it the conceptual entity that it was originally with the original Ruler of Wrath. The fourth limiter( 4 posts after the third ), causes the Flame’s full power to finally be unlocked, allowing it to burn through literally anything at all; without any hesitation nor break down at all, an Ultimate Burning Flame. When one leaves Wrath Overdrive form, this ability is completely reset to its original form, making the needed over time absorption to be redone upon entering Wrath Overdrive once again. Wrath Overdrive takes a small build up time to activate, rendering Katrina immobile.( 4 posts. )

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