#wizardry

beaft:

beaft:

this morning when i woke up i had sleep paralysis so to pass the time i pretended that i was battling an invisible wizard who had cast an immobilising spell on me, and i focused on this wizard and thought at him “YOU HAVE NO POWER HERE” in a really loud mental voice, and as soon as i did that the paralysis went away like literally immediately

I defeated the wizard

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decennia:

zara mathersinmaneater

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She’d felt him die.

Billy.

HerBilly.

She supposed that’s what had cemented her resolve in following Jim Hopper through the gate that night. That despair, the devastation. She knew the moment she’d lost Billy Hargrove that she’d refuse to lose Hopper, too. It was visceral, it was instinctual. They didn’t know what was on the other side, but at the very least she knew that whatever it was, she could protect him from it. That’s all she knew, and she clung to it like a lifeline, like a safety blanket. This was what she was builtfor.

She couldn’t have been more wrong. They were met with guns, with violence, with ice. They were met with what they were sure was death.

But as long as she co-operated with them, Hopper would be safe. At least, that was what they promised as they strapped her down and reduced her to a lab rat once more. The poking, the prodding, the continuous cycle of torture and sedation, hoping to provoke the power within; power that had been dampened and stolen by grief. She’d escaped that life once, only to find herself back in it. Only these doctors cared little for much else about her other than what they could steal, replicate; what they could weaponise. Martin Brenner’s embrace had been far from warm, but it scorched in comparison to that of these new beasts, these men clad in white coats, these men who were doctor only in name, and monster in nature.

All the while, she felt it. The stirrings of a malicious force returned, just beyond her reach, tugging at her flimsy tethering to the Upside Down. A warning chord, struck deep within her bones. He’d come back. One had come back. And El… Zara could feel her, too. The pain. The suffering. The rage.

Zara Mathers had spent her entire life trying to escape Hawkins. But now, at the furthest geographical point from it, she’d give everything she had and everything she was to get back.

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Ravenclaw Lockscreens

I was on YouTube and discovered this AMAZING vr video where you can experience a walk through Hogwarts and Ravenclaw’s common room (and it’s in my native language! yayy!!!). While I was on it I was so amazed I had to screenshot the little things I saw and ended up with +20 screenshots of the video, and I decided to edit the ones I liked best and share them with you guys. Hope you like them!!

nixalegos:

Shamans ask the elements to wash away maelific strings.
Mages cut the tethers of magic, starving it of energy.
Druids rub leaves I think…Paladins… bubble?

WE’RE TALKING CURSES.
Specifically getting rid of them. 
And yet, warlocks, the only class that actually casts curses…
Can’t get rid of them!
Now I like to think this is a matter of gameplay/balance/story segregation.

SO FOR THIS WEEKS WARLOCK WEDNESDAY IM TURNING THE ASK ONTO YOU.
(YES. I’M CURSING YOU TO INDULGE ME.)

How does your warlock deal with removing curses? What’s their method, their means? What rituals or traditions do they turn to?If you’re not a warlock roleplayer, you can still answer this!Just hit the reblog and spill them secret methods!

Emmy is a mage. So it is certainly revolved around cutting tethers of magic. However… My actual history with removing RP curses isn’t simply a “Push button, bloop, you’re decursed! Congrats. Go live your life.”

Depending on the context of the curse, how relevant it is to an IC plot, and potentially how powerful the curse weaver is: I definitely try to treat a curse with the respect and dramatics it’s due. I turn the process of curse removal into a huge scene with lots of nuances, and work closely–OOC–with the curse weaver to figure out the exact process and challenges my character might face. As such, Emmy’s version of curse removal easily becomes a scheduled mini-event.

The last time Emmy removed a curse IC, it was woven by a Witch player with the intent to make the target of the curse unable to do what she loves, by making any attempts at it an agonizing process. The target was a bard who played guitar and sung a lot. So the curse? Well. It made her fingernails fall off, and the lining of her throat began to deteriorate. There was also a time-crunch element to it. The curse was designed to progressively get worse and break the person’s will to live, so that she could be enthralled and bent to the witch’s will. Emmy had to catch it early on, otherwise it’s effects would become irreversible.

I don’t remember every step of the process. But I actually based it in real world folklore. It involved fire, obsidian, a cairn, raven feathers, and a very verylong and taxing incantation. Also a bit of casual nudity because Skyclad is a thing. Shamanistic or Druidic? I guess you can say that. It definitely didn’t have the typical flavor you’d expect of a wizard. But Emmy’s theory is that all magic is linked in some form or another. No matter how old or primal it is. And all forces follow universal rules. She wrote a book about it. 

The steps were basically, siphon out the brunt of the magic powering the curse. Throw it into something that can absorb, then deconstruct it (The obsidian. In a brazier.) All the while using the combined will of herself, and the target of this curse to push out the remaining influence. Once that was done, she shattered the threads and told the woman to go find a healer who can regrow her fingernails. It was a very intense process that resulted in the exhaustion of both Emmy, and the bard.

Archaic and dramatic, indeed. But the witch player told me that the magic she used was old, and required old methods to cleanse it. So I obliged. Emmy was actually around when humanity began developing their own civilizations after they were guided out from Vykrul settlements due to the curse of flesh. She was around when humanity first started dabbling in old magic: as it is said in Chronicle that early humans practiced crude forms of Druidism and Shamanism. So she learned a bit about it, and the rituals thereof. She just adapted it to be more arcane in nature.

Basically, each time Emmy decurse’s someone: the spell or ritual used is a bit different. Because each curse is unique, and often used different methods or energies to weave than it’s predecessors.