curses & blessings from the feywild

walk ✦ wander ✦ stumble ✦ sleep

Should you find yourself venturing into the woods without your own light to guide you, be wary.
Trust not in your sight or hearing, but in the instincts clawing within your belly and chest.
Gather your courage.

You abandon the path.
It was likely for the best.
The moment your back turns to the treeline,
you hear a light fluttering.
You should not turn around.
You do not turn around.

curse of the lost

✦ tiny, pale and flickering like matchlight
little beacons hover unlike the fireflies that oft streak across the shadowy brush

The soft earth gives beneath your feet as you press forward, confidence swelling in your breast.
The scent of the wilderness is carried on the chilled evening wind and gives you a sense of adventure and wonder.
Mystery.
You have heard of the lights that travelers and passer-bys have spotted.
You have heard of the theories
but there are some things that one must see for themselves.
A truth to pursue.
A veil to lift.
A light to walk towards.A light.
Two.
Then three.They dance around the tall tree trunks and arc over bushes.
They slip between branches and boughs high and low before you.Eerie and sudden as they appeared over the darkening woods,
the suspicion and curiosity that you regard them with
begins to simmer the longer you behold them.
With no immediate harm coming to you, a vague sense of comfort settles.
It's a peaceful sight.The more you watch them, the more you notice that these lights are flames.
No torch to hold them. No wick to feed them.
They are free and flying on a whim.They are just as free as your own two feet that have been stepping forward on their own accord.Betrayed by your own body, you pause to take in your surroundings.
As your head starts to turn, one of the flames billow up to eclipse your view of the woods and nearly blinds you with its light.
You stagger back.
After the flash, it fades. All lights fade.
You are acutely aware of how alone you are
and vulnerable, now half-blind in the forest.The sounds of the wild scream in your ears as you try to will your vision back into working order.
And just when you feel like something is prowling behind you,
you hear soft laughter from that threat.
Your vision returns.

curse of the found

✦ search and search and search
waltz in the woods 'til your head spins dizzy

What catches your eyes is the return of those eerie lights
but now they orbit a feminine figure hovering above the ground.
Her... hair, if you could call it that, flickers at the tips just as the flames do.
And like her hair, like the flames,
like the shroud that wraps around limbs that gradually darken,
she is weightless as she looms above you.A single star in her pitch-like eyes glints down upon you. She appears to be entertained by your arrival.The gentle, upward curve of her lips is almost disarming.
While her arms remain crossed, all of her body language suggests that she is relaxed,
but her presence alone instills a deep, sickening feel of dread within you.
Something is wrong. Horribly wrong.
It feels as though you're caught in a staredown with a wolf.
It finally starts feeling like you've been caught trespassing.
Her voice distracts you momentarily,
"You've come so far just to see me, huh. Why else would you be out here of all places?"Before you can dispute it, she clicks her tongue,
"So what will it be this time?
I assume you've been told about my wish-granting services so...
give me your request and hand over your payment."When she snaps her fingers, charcoal claws catch the dim feylight.
She is impatient.

blessing of vision

✦ sharp and vivid, sights you can taste
the more you see, the more your stomach churns

The wisp frowns down upon you.
She bends at the waist,
eyes closing as she motions to press her blue-tinged lips over your left eye -
she stops just a breath away."I have no need for such blind things."To be continued.

blessing of fortune

✦ is it luck or is it guidance
claws poke out through your chest, pointing true like the needle of a compass

"From where, then?
Your fingers? Your palms? Your wrists?
Or from your chest until you bleed yourself dry?"Her lids fall shut but you can still feel her gaze over your heart.
You can sense that she leans towards the latter.
You, on the other hand, think that might not be in your best interest.You ask her how much she would like.
The wisp's hair flickers as she brightens with a too-eager grin that makes your gut twist.To be continued.

curse of the bound

✦ search and search and search
waltz in the woods 'til your head spins dizzy

After your offer, an agonizing silence settles over the woods.Between you and the spirit, there is only an air of suspicion and stifling tension. It crushes down over your flesh and bones as onyx eyes narrow, hawk-like. You can feel your arm grow heavy.Heavier still.And just as your fingers start to close and you attempt to withdraw your hand, the wisp tuts."Perhaps... we can arrange something."To be continued.

child of the Criers

✦ she who screams can still feel

I am Kindle, an old, irredeemable cryptid.While currently in service to the blundering fire mage, I am bound to the Enryu Tower and uphold a contract with their Adventuring Party. You will often find me engaging with these unsavoury and unbearable people and you may even see them pop in while I stream. Be unkind to them.As for streaming, I will typically play a variety of things that my shitty Enryu Tower brand PC can handle which may be obscure indie games or you may find me drawing. VROID modelling is also on the table, too. If you show up in my chat, prepare to be engaged for I am rather chatty.

There are a few misconceptions that I will clear up:✦ My deer-like legs are the result of my summoning as I consume the stag host in its entirety.
✦ The green flames are rooted in faerie fire magics and can be hot if I wish it to be.
✦ I am able to change my form at will, though the intricacies and size are dependent on my stores of mana.
✦ And the reason for the claws, the fangs, the lightless skin and eyes, the insatiable hunger and the Other Form are due to an other-planar influence that has long-tainted my forest.

cast: Summon Kindle

✦ to be conducted on a moonless night

ritual ingredients
one bowl carved from maple, two handfuls of riverwater, three drops of honey, nine flightless fireflies, a wreath of damp moss, a long coil of ivy, an oil lantern and a fresh stag carcass

ritual instructionsbegin all preparations within a triangular boundary drawn with the ivy vine. ensure that the triangle points southwards. seat the carcass in the center and carve an opening along its belly. catch all that spills out naturally within the bowl of water and honey. do not stir the contents.place the bowl at the southernmost point of the triangle and in the center of the moss wreath. position yourself between the stag and the bowl and face south always. gather the fireflies within your palm and kneel.speak the words-
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inspect: ignis fatuus

✦ the corrupted will-o-wisp appears to have plans in store for you, should you be led astray in her forest. the once-quiet hunger in her eyes settles fully - ravenously - upon your personal reserves of mana. beware the trickster's illusions, twisted forms, loyal familiars, ghastly flames and enrapturing spells else you risk a lethal siphoning of energy that bolsters her strength.sources suggest binding or warding spells to keep her worst at bay. if all else fails, caking oneself in mud and fleeing is the only option.rumours claim that the spirit is amenable to forming pacts with humans and truces with other monsters for large sums of mana. tread carefully, however, as sating her hunger is her only priority.

hp: 900/900 (+)
mp: 2000/2000 (+)atk: ★★☆☆☆
def: ★★☆☆☆
m.atk: ★★★★★ (+)
m.def: ★★★★☆ (+)
spd: ★★★★☆ (+)
int: ★★☆☆☆

(+) stats are subject to increase depending on number of prey consumed. allies will also receive similar increases.

Pronouns — She/They
Age — Several centuries
Race — Fey
Alignment — Lawful Evil
Residence — Enryu Tower

Class — Summoner
Element — Fire & Wood
Element Weakness — Water & Holy
Spell Strengths — Conjuration, Enchantment, Illusion, Transmutation
Spell Weakness — Abjuration

visualise: design & visage