#(( @mrblaque ))

[keladrae-suntree]

The End of Mother

Keladrae ached to the bone and also felt empty. Months passed and nothing could take away the memory of what had come to pass. She couldn’t bring herself to go into the nursery, or look at the beautiful fountain that still danced at her bedside table. She sat in her chair by the fire, lonely in her room. Just her breath and the cracking of burning wood filled the room. She wished it did not.

Were it not for Dani, she would have ended herself long ago. Dani needed her more than ever now. But Dani would come home to no baby brother to love, as Kel had hoped she would. They had won, and the final piece of her lover gone. The enemy danced and drank to the death of a child while his mother now grieved far away in the woods of her beloved country that she fought for.

Kel sat in her chair, letters half finished and scattered on the floor. After a long time of being away, who could she call on when they most likely thought her dead too. They had warned her. Azuriann had told her to stay away from Keto. This was the price paid and she was left penny less twice over. Even after years of the man being dead, they had hunted the child too. She was too complacent and she paid that price too.

Kel reaches a hand into the stacked wood and tossed a log into the flames. If she built up this fire, would it finally take her too?

No, Dani needed her. She would not loose Dani too. Instead, she sat on the cold stone floor and stirred the flames.

Maybe one day she would find the courage to go back to her duties. But today was not that day. She was still dead and empty inside.

[rizzythemonk]

Housekeeping!

Becoming the Purveyor’s maid for a month had given Riz, the ever productive, ever nosy little busy bee way too much to work with until almost no one had seen hide nor hare of him for days unless it was specifically catering to business. For one the office was spotless. Every inch dusted, polished and put into order. Extra supplies were ordered when needed, bits and baubles necessary were picked up at the fleet exchange at his usual discounted rate, with the savings making room in his pockets as he kept everything in the books to corrected pricing. Hey, he was doing the maid service as punishment, he never agreed to do it for free.

He cemented Captain Featherblood’s tax rate at fourteen and a quarter percent as if he had been haggling with himself. If he was the Captain he would have made a passionate argument that for the good of Sunspire she had brought them protection and equipment at a great cost. On the other hand all captains worked towards the good of the port in their own way. He went as far as to act out the argument, trying his best to force his vocal cords to mimic the much more feminine tones until from the outside of the office it may have legitimately sounded like the woman was there debating terms and numbers. When he was done, he wrote the whole thing up in Blaque’s script and sent it off by courier for her to sign.

Next he handled a friendly man named Jarred in some kind of black and red uniform. When the man brought up the Atlas Company suddenly Riz offered him a seat and got as much of the story of the business as elvenly possible. The man had been with the company through each of its previous owners, friends and direct lieutenant to the most recent investor and the current commander, Darnath Windere.

More importantly the man came with his own array of paperwork and oh how Riz loved things written up by the books almost as much as he liked when nothing of a paper trail existed ever. He set this ‘Jarred’ at the standard fifteen percent considering two of Atlas’ ships were already documented at that rate, and drew up paperwork that ensured the rest of the fleet were kept at the same numbers.

“Oh, I’m suppose to mention the statue out in the courtyard? What kind of discounts do we get for the commander being instrumental in bringing him back to life?”

That. Was new. Darnath Windere had helped Mavas bring Kurel back, meaning he had knowledge of demons and a skill set that the monk could not account for either by his business, his dancing… (Unless he lap danced Kurel back to life. ...which would be a far more believable story were Mr. Windere a Ms…) but could possibly be accounted for by the number of times Silas Darkmoon kicked Riz off the island just for asking to speak with the coveted dancer. Puzzled pieces, all of them. Though he wondered why he even cared about it a little. As the quartermaster of the Aurora left the office to be straightened again, Riz could only come to one conclusion why it was a lead at all: Mavas didn’t want him to know. Outsmarting his peer, rival, friend, comrade held its own achievements. Beating him at something, anything, proved it could be done on another level someday if it was ever necessary.

He found that the Black Maw still had not made a contract and rolled his eyes. Come on Killian! Riz went about the same sort of argument with the redheaded captain in his mind and mouth, pacing back and forth to mimic his movements. Kept his ears straight and unmoving, head down a tad to keep the cowl covering his face where possible, squared his shoulders in a more stocky, less elven grace and conveyed the man’s boisterous excitement convincingly well. He still set the bargain at the same standard he’d give Atlas and set that one aside to deliver himself along with a stack of noodles when they arrived in port on Saturday morning. They were going to eat noodles by darn it!

Then there was the quiet whimpering coming from the side bedroom and the asset oh so affectionately called ‘the girl’ in most cases. He accepted she probably heard his practice and work at mimicking through the door as a piece of information she could own. She wouldn’t be the first to know, and men and women of more strategic mind had laughed off his jester like abilities without a second glance.

He could hear the talk around her, perhaps not enough to get specifics, but the tone of how she pulled at heart strings and the constant message that she was -oh so innocent- sent a shiver of frustration down the monk’s spine. No one was innocent. Not in his world. Not in his port and after speaking to Aranya he realized why it irked him so. This concept of innocent or guilt, whether of personality or of specific wrongful doings by her mother put her on a pedestal above the rest of them. Whispering that she was full of goodness and didn’t deserve to be in Sunspire meant the rest of them were not in their own ways and only survived off the scraps of the port because their inner selves were tainted and terrible. It was her privilege that pissed him off.

With Blaque out of the office, the linger of shadows telling Riz nothing on his whereabouts, the monk let himself into Feylan’s room, standing against the doorway, arms crossed over his chest.

“I’m gonna tell ya, the same thing I got told when I was brought here. When I had no choice, but makin a life here.” And yet for once, when Riz might normally shift into the voice of the person he quoted, he stayed himself. They were his words now, not just Kurel’s. “Break your chains on the rocks in Sunspire’s bay. Spill your blood in her streets an’ she’s y’home. An if she is, then you are a free woman. Y’get me? Good. Now, if y’want t’start takin y’freedom back. Put y’shoes on, grab a clipboard, an writin stuffs an come with me t’the dry dock. There’s work t’do.”

He started out the door to ignore whatever answer she could give him, but paused, speech not quite over, “Look. I know its scary, but whatever life of comfort y’came from was no less a cage considered y’got bartered in the first place. You’re just realizin now y’were never free. No’ really. I’m offerin you a chance to take y’life in y’own hands. So come with an’ do it or stop with the sniffles cuz their damned annoyin while I’m tryin t’work.”

@mrblaque @feylansilverlight @featherbloodsisters @darnath @shaded-hawke @zaderick @theblackmaw @kurel-andiel @sunspireport

[mira-mikaelson]

Who are some of the people you want to RP with?

Ugh! There are so many! 

Firstly, the people in Hudson Shipping Company.  They are amazing roleplayers! I have seen them a few times in the Pig and Whistle but I am much to intimidated to actually walk up to any of them. 

{ @caterinaprimrose @braxtonhudson @thehoundmaster { These are the ones I follow.} } 

The next couple are cheats because we have already a bit. 

@jameskennedyroloff 

@reylain-dawnsorrow

@mrblaque 

@aleanissa

@lilthessa

And then there is… 

@unabashedrebel

@bloodied-talon

@stitch-and-blood

@lady-sydor {And any of those in her House, amazing RPers as well! } 

@feathers-oars-blades-wra

And so many others! <3 All you people who follow me and I follow, I would RP with you! 

[katherinepetrovak]

Music Post

Using songs, describe your muse and their past and current relationships! It can be any relationship, such as friendships, family, lovers, enemies, etc.

Character Theme Song: 

Relationship with Ahros:

Relationship with Xerrin:

Relationship with Sephrick:

Relationship with her Mentors (Elyza and Lillian):

Relationship with her friends (Khad and Nikki especially):

[Here] (Tumblr broke at this point)

Relationship with her rival (Murkey):

[Here]

Guild Theme Song (Your Opinion):

[Here]

Relationship with Family:

[Here]

Relationship with People She Hates:

[Here]

Tag Friends to do the Music Post: @khadorek, @murkeyglglgl, @sephtalonson, @sephrick, @nikkinightmane, @danaessilverleaf, @erynnholt, @risrielthron, @silentasagrave, @eveshadows. @warlundblackfyre, @moriayamina, @misspleo, @littlelady-lo, @renlavaye, @kingofstags, @percy-aldenhardt, @thalsianiii, @sarastarbreeze, @zaderick, @leywalker-starsworn, @lady-sydor, @kifolarse, @gregwymor, @director-rook, @nate-holt, @felbane, @kanekuran, @stitch-and-blood, @areniaagn, @king-kankor, @mrblaque, @hmratking, @thesnoreashan, @elizebella, @maireadgreum

Note: I made this up out of boredum and just wanting to. You do not have to do as many as I did, you could do more or less at your choosing. This is just for fun cause people like music. Yay!

[preachersooc]

@theperished-wra @mrblaque

[anajuli-mirkstone]

05: Name someone you want to be friends with even though you know it wouldn’t work out.

Ic: Tapping her nails along the length d her jaw, Ana was deep in thought. Her lips puckered, her brows furrowed... With a slight shift of her gaze would the woman have Ana's full and undivided attention. ".. I am not a bias woman. I do not see there reason to have reservations when it comes to relations, as I rarely find platonic relations for the sole sake of friendship. Thus, dear," Ana would offer a polite smile, "There is no one who has proven challenging to make friends with."OOC:Ana is a socialite, she is the face of the Ordo (along with the other Councilors) and must present herself as a welcoming, approachable being. She's warm, hospitable, and very motherly in some aspects. If she means to make friends, she usually has her way. But for te sake of satisfying, there are a couple people I imagine could be challenging to make nice with, such as: @eveshadows, @ananorah, @unabashedrebel, @mrblaque, @lilthessa, @kaelenar, as well as you, @light-bless!Answer: People equally (or more so) witty and devious, or twice as vindictive. Horde members, and Holy Light worshippers (the over zealous kind).Thank you, @light-bless! 🤘🏻❤️

[kurel-andiel]

((Hay! Slightly awkward impromptu OOC inquiry, here. I'm pretty new to the tumblr side of WrA, but I've noticed there seems to be a pretty large and active pirate community on the server. You seem a good person to ask -- is there a convenient way for a complete outsider (and potentially their merry band of equally-peripheral misfits) to get involved? -Thanks!))

Hey. The “pirate” community seems to grow and shrink and then grow and then shrink. As we approach the 4th and final season of Black Sails, we’ll see it grow for a time. It’s sort of like seeing a boost in Noble RP when GoT airs.

I’m not as well connected Alliance side, but I will form a list of names I know of, Tumblrs that exist, and characters that I associate with. You’ve already found me, so here are some others.

Saeris Blackblade - Captain of The Vengeance @crimsynlotus

Killian Essex - Captain of the Black Maw @zaderick

Captain du’Vide - The Raven Captain @captainduvide

General Winters - Thalassian Navy @wolf-queen

Arkhos Ravenscar - Captain of Drakonebane @arkhos-ravenscar

Captain Petite Mort-  “Gunner”  @bralynaeversong

Jackary Chaoti - Captain of the Naga’s Fury @jackarychaoti

Felonous Blacksun - Captain of [Insert ship here (cause I forget)] @felonous

Lord Caspiean Robinson- Alliance privateer @ladykxller

Captain Voss - Alliance ship captain.  @gilneanhybrid

Captain Farris - Captain of The Scarlet Rose. @theblacksails

Mister Blaque - Purveyor of Sunspire Port @mrblaque

Madame Ra’rivsha Muerte - Proprietor of Paradise Bay @rarivsha

There are many more that I am likely not aware of, but these are the individual I currently interact with or have interact with or am aware of who run Pirate/Privateer/Trade storylines. For anyone tagged or reading this, not on this list, please let me know who you are.  I’d like to keep up and even cross paths.

To answer your question of “How to get involved?” Reach out to any of us. @rarivsha and @wolf-queen are two guild operators who are great starting points (Ra is Alliance / Winters is Horde). My only other advice is to send a starter to someone you fancy on Tumblr. You can do that by ‘asking a question’ or using their tumblr address followed by /submit. Message them directly on an OOC level. Many of us co-conspire together so you’re bound to cross paths with anyone above and undoubtedly there are rumors about for your character in the ‘pirate world’ to hear rumors of the ships or the people named above.

[hmratking]

Who are your top five writers/roleplayers you enjoy on Tumblr?

oh, such a scary question! But I will try my best. I haven’t been able to tour tumblr too much these days because i cannot get on long enough to read everything nowadays :(  However, I will begin with number one. 

1. I’ve called her my senpai. She said “stop it silly.” I still call her my senpai. She is an amazing writer and while she too has been busy lately, if you haven’t read any of her works, you’re missing out on truly incredible storytelling. @sanguinesorceress -- I really enjoy her writing, as well as her alts’ writings. n_~

2. I told him once and I think I made him blush. But truly I meant it: he has a way with words. I wish I could see more of his work on here, but as always, he’s busy and while most of the rp we’ve had together has been on Skype, I really enjoy his wordcraft. @allasticus -- I think that if he had the time, people would be sharing his stories and talking about them for a long time. His character development is very neat.

3. This next lady is silly. She is always saying she fangirls over me, but I secretly fangirl over her writing. She truly captures the grotesque and macabre in her writing, beyond my abilities. I think it’s time I start fangirling over her writing. She has so much to teach me. @stitch-and-blood -- Your writing has blossomed and it is amazing, dear!

4. This next one I’m not just calling out because we’re buds, but her characters are so interesting, even though the majority of you have only seen one. This one character has found a place in many of your hearts (and beds n_~) Her plotting ideas are ludicrous!! And I love them!! I love it when she shares because I silently think “Why didn’t I think of that??” And her art, forget about it. She’s a multi-talented doll. @loveherdekay -- love ya, dollface!

5. Finally, someone’s writing I haven’t seen in a while (and honestly, not gonna lie, I couldn’t get into his last story arc because of complications, but we’ll not get into that now) is a man who I believe is a strong and powerful writer. Actually, I haven’t see him around much : / I hope he’s ok. This person has a wonderful way of wrapping ideas in our heads to the point that we visualize them as movies. I do adore his writing. @mrblaque -- love your writing. Miss talking to you. <3

There are so many, to be honest. Everyone has their highs and lows and when the highs are good, they are amazing. And the lows are great for a glance and a smile. There isn’t anyone I follow to which I say “oh honey, stop writing!” Nope. Look, if I follow you, it’s because I liked something you posted and I want more. If I don’t follow you, then you didn’t get my attention. Easy as that :)  <3

Keep writing!! <3

[leona-reede-archives]

Who are 5 people that you follow on Tumblr that you actually want to RP with that you have not yet?

@wolf-queen@kanekuran@stitch-and-blood@penvenomstarkstar@mrblaquethose are just a few of the people I've been following a while (on @eveshadows) and would love to rp with!

[aranyaphoenix]

Unforeseen Crap

Dear people, Due to unforeseen crap happening, I will have to push back some in-game RPs ( @zaderick @kerrwynn ) to the weekend. 😤 Replies on Tumblr and Twitch/Curse and Twitter will continue as normal. ( @safrona-shadowsun @mrblaque @curiouscodex )

[feylansilverlight]

Separating Light and Dark

She feared the worse, the moment the light began to flicker away from her peripherals. She always thought the worse, without knowing or thinking through what the possible outcome would be.  

“Change.. me?” 

Her question went unanswered as Blaque rose to his feet, and as the shadows shifted just outside the windows; a gentle light began to illuminate her fingertips. The light created what appeared to be a bubble over her form, shimmering softly and causing that porcelain skin to glow and stave off whatever shadows may have dared creep close to her. 

The fear was evident on her features, and even more so in her body language. But, a nagging feeling reassured her that he meant her no harm; no matter what sort of man he was or what his sins were, past or present. Why she was so certain, not even she knew the answer. Perhaps it was the subtle resemblance to her father, his personality to be more exact. She didn’t remember much of him, but enough for it to bring her comfort in a time like this. A time of Journey, self finding. Who she really was, or just a pawn in a game she knew nothing about. The outcome was uncertain. 

She rolled her first two fingers and thumb together nervously as the light began to die down and eventually disappear as the door was opened. She was reluctant to follow, at first; but as curiosity pulled at the Priestess she slowly brought herself to her feet and followed Mr. Blaque to the stairwell. Where, she hiked up her dress and descended along with him into the darkness that welcomed him, with the very meaning of light following at his toes. 

As the reached the Inner Sanctum, Feylan’s feet came to an abrupt stop the moment they entered. Glancing over her shoulder, she realized it wasn’t too late to run out of this place, heavy with shadows and death; the stench still lingering in the air that sucked the very breath from her fragile lungs. Instead of running, she did the unexpected and simply clasped her hands in front of her and stood patiently while he spoke. Which, confirmed many of her suspicions. He wasn’t what they would say mortal, or of this world. Physically, but mentally..not so much. It wasn’t what she expected to hear in a place like this, and when presented with the bowl, she took a slow step back toward the stairs. 

It still wasn’t too late. 

She rolled her bottom lip between her teeth as he spoke, but even if she didn’t have a choice in the matter her head still shook from left to right at the mere thought of abandoning everything that she was. Who she was, for death. She however knew, this was her fate. Whether she accepted it or not; but how could she possibly agree to this.. 

“I am a Priestess, Mr. Blaque... I already help those in need, the sick, the hungry and the wounded; and at times, the dead. I am not at fault for my monster of a Mother’s crimes. You are damning a Priestess to live the life of a... ‘Perished’ as you say.. What faults have I committed to deserve this, what crimes? I am but a simple Priestess who’s duty is to help others, and soothe their pain.” She paused, staring down at her bruised fingertips. 

“I...Will not survive, Mr. Blaque.” Feylan knew well of her condition, and the complications that came along with it. How could she possibly survive such a ritual, when she can barely survive every day life? 

“And.. If I do... I will not longer be.. me...” 

@mrblaque @ayamicross

[aranyaphoenix]

" Ara; there's only two otha's tha' I would say these words ta' but I know tha' one 'as 'er eyes elsew'ere, as is usual an' the otha' : well, I'm not 'er only client an' she 'as a right ta' 'er own life." The purple smoke herald his approach, long before the sight of his form did; " I need ya' elp. I feel stretched thin, far too thin fa' me own good an' I feel tha' if I end up reachin' too far.. Well, I doubt I'll come back this time."

The voice of her shadow stopped the phoenix-mage in her tracks, the familiar sight of purple smoke catching her gaze as she listened to his request.

Before he had even finished materializing, her slender hand had come up to touch the side of his face, her thumb just barely brushing the end of the scar over his eye. His words left her concerned for his well-being. “Of course,” came the words out of her mouth.

“I was hoping to see you soon,” said Aranya. “Not business. Just to see you.” Her hand dropped down to his shoulder. “What do you need?”

@mrblaque @preachersooc

[aranyaphoenix]

The Next Steps

Continued from this post.

Saraj was as good as his and Safrona’s word. The ethereals worked efficiently around the port to set up the infrastructure for the temporary dome that would cover the town until Aranya’s titan project was in place. The configurations that would alter the eco-dome’s purpose from sustaining a climate to reflecting magic went off without a hitch.

The docks, however, would be left without protection.

It couldn’t be guaranteed that a very visible shimmering energy bubble over the harbor wouldn’t spook the hell out of captains and crews trying to see their ships in and out of port, and so only the town itself would be shielded against magical espionage and attack for now. 

“It’ll be different when the titan enchantment is done,” promised Aranya to Blaque, as they stood side-by-side at the point where initiation of the energy field would be engaged. “I’ll find a way to make sure a beacon is placed for the harbor perimeter, beneath the ocean.” Her tone was determined, her slender hand giving a slight squeeze to the purveyor’s, yet the unconscious gesture seemed more to be one of resolve rather than reassurance. She would not cease her endeavor until she could do just that. She would accept no less.

“Let’s finish this, Saraj,” said Aranya.

With a calm nod of his shimmeringly wrapped head, the ethereal went to the first of the six reactor arches that had been erected around Sunspire Port, and gave the order. Simultaneously, the rings of the arches crackled to life, their energy sparking and merging, solidifying between them, until at last, the whole sky above the town was an amazing bright, prismatic violet.

"Now to go to Stormheim, to learn what I can about the magic of the Makers,” murmured Aranya. The phoenix-mage met the eyes of the assassin. “I won’t go alone, Halenvar will be with me, but I will be as careful as I can,” she promised. “The Kvaldir will hate a Valarjar out of principle, simply because he is marked as one of Odyn’s chosen. Having the love and favor of the Prime automatically wins their hate, whether or not they even remember him.”

There was that slight squeeze of the First’s hand again. Yet, it felt a little different this time.

“But the Unworthy Dead will never forget their reasons to hate me. They will never forgive me, for the innocent souls that I robbed them of tormenting,” the woman pointed out. “So I will be as careful as I can... But if it comes to where I can do no more... I know my shadow won’t be far from me.” A soft smile touched her lips.

A last look was given upward along the arch with her smoldering eyes, sweeping the dome overhead. “If anyone, for any reason destroys or sabotages this defense in the meantime,” the arcanist said in a low, dark tone with her clear voice. “I swear to A’dal, I will shove my hand through their ribs and burn them from the inside.”

@mrblaque @safrona-shadowsun @sunspireport @leywalker-starsworn @zaderick @halenvar @grandynetheroshan @velerodra @rizzythemonk

[aranyaphoenix]

Aranya’s Music for Mr. Blaque

Szilvia - Soha ne mondd  

The darker themes of this song by Aranya’s face claim are very appropriate. Plus there’s how the silvery segments of the official music video never fails to remind of how Blaque doesn’t see color. I see those parts and I think, “Yeah, that really is how Aranya would look, to his eyes.” Many gifs with those segments have been made since, for their perfection in such rp purposes.

Janicsák Veca - Don't Wait  

Whether it’s friendship or other ship, this is totally Aranya and Blaque’s song.

Skillet - Whispers In The Dark (Official Video)

Yeah, the title, the lyrics, the everything. This is a song for Blaque.

NOX - Árny és Fény  

I’ve already explained in another post where I used a gif I made from the official video for Árny és Fény, how it has this part where Szilvia’s being the vocal and visual centerpiece and Tamás is shadowed in the background, and he comes up to the bench to sing with her - that right there is a pretty good sum-up for Blaque and Aranya’s relationship, especially in their roles in the Perished. Plus, the lyrics of the chorus:

There are two laws living in our hearts Light and shadow Both ways beguile you day by day, As both provide answers. There are two laws living in our hearts Light and shadow Both ways smite you with dazzling beauty As both ways tread the same path 

@mrblaque @theperished-wra

[aranyaphoenix]

OK, just so we’re clear...

✨ The runestones are not terrible, explosive, or dangerous.

✨ They are made from quartz rock taken from the heart of Deepholm, which means that they are made of a material with self-sustaining power and magic.

✨ Ley and Zad figured they could overload the runes. They can’t. No mere mortal can, because they are not ordinary runes on ordinary stone.

✨ Only a “phenomenally powerful asshole” such as a Legion lord (like a Nathrezim) or a paragon of the Old Gods would have such power to overload the runestones.

✨ The powerful asshole would also have no power to do this from the outside, it would have to be an inside job - like Kil’jaeden entering Quel’thalas through the Sunwell with Kael’thas’ help, despite the runestone monoliths protecting Quel’thalas from the Legion.

✨ The powerful asshole would have to become familiar with the flows of magic and energy, and the runestones themselves, from within Sunspire to achieve this.

✨ Kurel has issues. Lots of issues. And the kind of power it would take to overload and destroy the stones!

✨ And he’s most certainly familiar with Sunspire’s energy, consciously or not.

✨ For Kurel’s sake only did Aranya agree that moving the stones was wise. If Kurel didn’t have his problems, she’d stand right next to him and Blaque and all three of them would say “Fuck that.” Life would carry on in Sunspire as normal.

✨ Aranya is now finding a new magical defense and cloak for Sunspire, one that Kurel is not in danger of breaking on a disaster scale.

Big thank you to all who’ve expressed an interest in the runestones and in the story arc that led to their creation last summer.

THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGHT!

@rizzythemonk @leywalker-starsworn @zaderick @velerodra @kurel-andiel @shaded-hawke @mrblaque @sunspireport

[aranyaphoenix]

Holy Hell

Wow, guys, I just wanna say a humongous thank you to all of you who’ve been munching your popcorn and cheering me and my fellow rp-ers through these past handful of days.

The high dramatic action with the whole @sunspireport community and the intense feels with @kurel-andiel @mrblaque and more has been absolutely amazing, and I wouldn’t trade any one of you lot for anything. It’s been my honor, my privilege, and my pleasure to write with all of you.

Full sail ahead!