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[thelosthealer]

   L smiled at the woman, shaking her head ever so slightly. “No, Kal did not tell me that you were bad or anything of the sort. Quite the opposite. He was constantly telling me how he missed you and wished to be back with you. Then again, I see the softer side of Kal when he isn’t bashing skulls into the walls. As for the lover, yes I have one. Thalosin. Granted we aren’t much for keeping up with each other and our whereabouts...I imagine he is with his daughter right now. She needs his attention more than I anyways by this point. They have ground to cover.” she said simply, moving to sit on a stool at the counter.    By this point, Kal had slipped out of Stitch’s grasp and out of the kitchen. Heavy footfalls could be heard as he went up the stairs, probably to his weapon room. Rolling her eyes, L focused on Stitch once more, a brow arching. “So tell me about yourself, seeing as you have Kal wrapped around your finger. He’s a very dear friend of my families...well, mine only now I presume. Unless we find Sha, considering she is a very distant relative of mine from my fathers side.” she explained as she pulled a flask from her hip. Uncorking it, she took a long drink of the contents within it, swallowing greedily. Flying from Stormwind all the way to Kal’s home had taken a lot out of her, something she was fixing with herbal tea.    “Maybe we can look for your sister as well. Make it a family reunion. I am also sorry to hear about your undead friend. I haven’t had the chance to meet many or befriend them, though I hear some of them are quite nice.” she mused, clicking her tongue as a small raven swooped into the room and landed on her shoulder. Whispering softly, she gestured for the raven to take flight once more, watching as it disappeared as quickly as it appeared. “I have sent for three of my people to come help. One was once friends with Sha. He is a tracker as well.”

mentions: @bloody-loyalties @ebonhartduo @felashathia

Continued here

The very mention of losing those dear to them caused tears to stain the doll’s cheek. The doll too had lost so many. Her best friend, Miss Glennis who died when her dollhouse was invaded by mysterious horsemen that claimed her father’s remains. Then there was Kaitheron, who was lost in battle lordaeron when the alliance did a surprise attack while the doll was only making a simple business trade in Undercity. The thought of Sha missing made her worry. “Rizkin will get Miss Fey and Miss Fey will help..” Her nails clung to Kal even more before the mention of baking for the new friend came.

“Oh, I can make those. They were my sister’s favorite but she is missing too. I have not seen her since Mister Kai fell in battle. I think the loss was too much for her and she went on a trip again.. I think she did.” Stitch finally let go and the destruction of the kitchen was almost cleaned thanks to the other imps the doll learned to summon. “So pretty lady has a lover too and Kal spoke about Stitch? Did he say how Stitch was bad? She doesn’t remember why but maybe if someone told me I could remember.” She already pulled out the cook book Miss Glennis made back when she was one of the living. “This is my best friend’s book. She was a Gilnean baker until she was killed.. Then the dead lady made her one of the forsaken but she was stubborn and only wanted a simple life. I found her without legs but she never told me the story.

“So I make for you while Kal gets all the things and Miss Fey comes. She will help and her sister too. Then we can have more people help yes?”

@ebonhartduo / @thelosthealer / @felashathia

[thelosthealer]

OOC

Why is life always so hectic 😭😭

[thelosthealer]

Flower Asks

Alisons: Sexuality? 

Amaranth: Pronouns/Gender? 

Amaryllis: Birthday? 

Anemone: Favorite flower? 

Angelonia: Favorite t.v. show? 

Arum-Lily: What’s the farthest you’d go for a stranger? 

Aster: What’s one of your favorite quotes? 

Aubrieta: Favorite drink? 

Baby’s Breath: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? 

Balsam Fir: Have you ever been in love? 

Baneberries: Favorite song? 

Basket of Gold: Describe your family. 

Beebalm: Do you have a best friend? Who is it? 

Begonia: Favorite color? 

Bellflower: Favorite animal? 

Bergenia: Are you a morning or night person? 

Black-Eyed Susan: If you could be any animal for a day, what would it be?

Bloodroots: When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? 

Bluemink: What are your thoughts on children? 

Blazing Stars: What are you afraid of? Is there a reason why? 

Borage: Give a random fact about your childhood. 

Bugleherb: How would you spend your last day on Earth?  

Buttercup: Relationship Status? 

Camelia: If you could visit anywhere, where would you want to go? 

Candytufts: When do you feel most loved? 

Canna: Do you have any tattoos?  

Canterbury Bells: Do you have any piercings?  

California Poppy: Height?  

Cardinal Flower: Do you believe in ghosts? 

Carnation: What are you currently wearing?  

Catnip: Have you ever slept with a nightlight? 

Chives: Who was the last person you hugged?  

Chrysanthemum: Who’s the last person you kissed?

Cock’s Comb: Favorite font? 

Columbine: Are you tired? 

Common Boneset: What are you looking forward to? 

Coneflower: Dream job? 

Crane’s-Bill: Introvert or extrovert? 

Crocus: Have you ever been in love? 

Crown Imperial: What’s the farthest you would go for someone you care about? 

Cyclamen: Did you have a favorite stuffed animal as a child? What was it? 

Daffodil: What’s your zodiac sign? 

Dahlia: Have you done anything worth remembering? 

Daisy: What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment? 

Daylily: What would you do if your parents didn’t like your partner(s)?  

Dendrobium: Who is the last person that you said “I love you” to?

False Goat’s Beard: What is something you are good at? 

Foxgloves: What’s something you’re bad at? 

Freesia: What are three good things that have happened in the past month? 

Garden Cosmos: How was your day today? 

Gardenia: Are you happy with where you’re at in your life? 

Gladiolus: What is something you hope to do in the next year or two? 

Glory-of-the-Snow: What are ten things that make you happy/you’re grateful to have in your life? 

Heliotropium: What helps you calm down when you feel stressed?  

Hellebore: How do you show affection? 

Hoary Stock: What are you proudest of? 

Hollyhock: Describe your ideal day. 

Hyacinth: What do you like to do in your free time?  

Hydrangea: How long have you known your best friend? How did you meet them?

Irises: Who can you talk to about (almost) everything?

Laceleaf: How many friends do you have?

Lantanas: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received? 

Larkspur: What do you think of yourself? 

Lavender: What’s your favorite thing about yourself? 

Leather Flower: What’s your least favorite thing about yourself?  

Lilac: What’s something you liked to do as a child? 

Lily: Who was your best friend when you were a kid? 

Lily of the Incas: What is something you still feel guilty for? 

Lily of the Nile: What is something you feel guilty for that you shouldn’t feel guilty about?  

Lupine: What does your name mean? Why is that your name? 

Marigold: Where did you grow up? Tell us about it. 

Morning Glory: What was your bedroom like growing up? 

Mugworts: What was it like for you as a teenager? Did you enjoy your teenage years?  

Norwegian Angelica: Tell us about your mom.

Onions: Tell about your dad.  

Orchid: Tell about your grandparents. 

Pansy: What was your most memorable birthday? What made it be so memorable? 

Peony: What was your first job? 

Petunia: If you’re in a relationship, how did you meet your partner(s)? If you’re not in a relationship, how did you meet your crush/how do you hope to meet your future partner(s), if you want any? 

Pincushion: How do you deal with pain? 

Pink: Where is home? 

Plantain Lilies: If you could go back in time, what is one thing you would stop/change? 

Prairie Gentian: Who is someone you look up to? Describe them. 

Primrose: Describe your ideal life. 

Rhodendron: What is something you used to believe in as a child? 

Ricinus: Who’s the most important in your life? 

Rose: What’s your favorite sound? 

Rosemallows: What’s your favorite memory? 

Sage: What’s your least favorite memory? 

Snapdragon: At this moment, what do you want?  

St. John’s Wort: Is it easy or difficult for you to express how you feel about things? 

Sunflower: What is something you don’t want to imagine life without? 

Sweet Pea: How much sleep did you get last night? 

Tickseed: What’s your main reason to get up every morning? 

Touch-Me-Not: How do you feel about your current job? 

Transvaal Daisy: What’s your favorite item of clothing? 

Tropical White Morning Glory: Describe your aesthetic.  

Tulip: What would be the best present to get you? 

Vervain: What’s stressing you out most right now? 

Wisteria: How many books have you read in the past few months? What were they called? 

Wolf’s Bane: Where do you want to be in life this time next year?

Yarrow: Do you know what vore is?

Zinnia: Give a random fact about yourself.

[thelosthealer]

Get Back Up

Just a friendly reminder for those that are having a hard time, are down, or having issues in general with whatever it may be: you are amazing. You’re strong and beautiful, and you deserve your own happiness. When you get knocked down, take a moment to get your shit together and come up swinging.

Don’t stay down. Don’t give up. Don’t let whatever is fighting against you win. You got this, and you always have, so be sure you make the world see it. Too often we give up when we feel like we are beat, but you don’t know how strong you are until strong is your only option.

So keep swinging lovely people. Keep swinging. ❤️

[thelosthealer]

I’m ready to not be sick anymore. Being sick is for the birds. All I wanna do is sleep and sleep more. 😭😭. Someone save me.

[thelosthealer]

Tainted Darkness

   L curled up in a ball under the tree, eyes sliding to a close as she listened to the nature around her. Her head was throbbing, something she was choosing to ignore, as well as the blood that was trailing down the side. For the moment, she saw no reason in acknowledging it. Not yet, anyways. Instead, she breathed in deeply and exhaled slowly, torn up leather clad digits digging into the dirt beneath her. She was slowly realizing that the pain existed for a reason, and it was something she would have to get used to if she had any plans in making it in this city.    She should of known coming this close to the city would result in this, yet she had to do it. She needed answers, and only he had them. So she did what she needed to do, and now it was a waiting game. Thankfully, she did not have to wait for long. After about ten minutes of being curled up, the sound of twigs snapping and leaves crackling roused her to her senses, eyes opening to peer in the direction of the noise.

    A blood elf in full gear stepped out, his pale skin glinting in the moonlight. His dark hair was glistening, as if it was wet with something, and she dared not ask. Rather, she uncurled herself and stood slowly, refusing to wince as the pain flared. The elf’s lip curled up in distaste, his gaze landing on her forehead that was weeping blood slowly from the gash. “You are injured, human. You should of taken care of that before I got here.” he said quietly, his voice devoid of emotion. When she made no move, the man did, grasping her chin and pulling a cloth from a satchel at his hip.    Dabbing the wound carefully, he rid it of the blood before using the same cloth to wrap it around her head like a bandana, cinching it over the wound. She could feel the bleeding as it stopped under the pressure of the cloth, giving him a grim smile in thanks. He seemed indifferent about having helped her, so she offered no words, instead moved to lean against the tree. “You know my aunt, and I want her dead. Therefor, I need your help Kalranthan. I do believe your family at least owes me that.” L stated simply, a brow lofting as she stared at him.    The elf chuckled, a dry and humerus sound that brought her no comfort. Despite the fact that she knew she could escape him if needed, he still scared her immensely for what she knew he could do. However, he did not seem to be in the mood to kill her. Instead, he dipped his head in a nod and crossed his arms over his chest. “My sister and I do both owe your family, and seeing as you have always upheld your end of the deal, I will do this for you. Your aunt will no longer be a problem, that I can assure you. Just be sure you keep yourself safe, little witch. You never know when it’ll be my turn to call on you. I would hate for the last Ravendall to die by the hands of an Ebonhart. How ironic would that be...” he trailed off, tilting his head up to inhale.    “I should be going now. You’ve told me what you wanted, and I won’t give you the information you are demanding. I won’t let you die to your aunt, because you still are of use to me. So I’ll handle this one and we will call it even for the time being, yes?” he questioned, not waiting for her to respond. Instead, he spun on a heel, metal boots leaving gouges in the earth beneath them as he strode off, leaving the way he came. L watched until he was out of sight, and even then she could not rid herself of the goosebumps that had erupted over her skin. Shivering, she dragged her gloves hands across her armored arms, willing warmth back into them. When that clearly was not going to work, she curled into herself, only to leap into the air in a frenzy of black feathers that were tipped in blood red.

    Rather than her normal owl form, she had shifted into a raven, taking after the same form as her mother. Strong wings beat at the air until the raven was lifted above the tree line, catching a current and drifting within it as she found her way towards home. That was one less thing she had to worry about on her list of extensive problems. Still, one less.

[thelosthealer]

Period Aesthetics

Period Aesthetics - Ellorianna

Rules: bold the aesthetic that applies to your muse.

𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐋.

tired eyes. coffee stains on the table. listening to the bustle of the city. unmade beds. loose ponytails. sunlight seeping through the curtains. chapped lips. walking barefoot across the floorboards. dusty dictionaries. black and white reruns. huge sweaters. the ticking of the clock. hearing birds in the morning. fireplaces. falling asleep during class.

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.

freckles. the sun rising. watching the sea. taking shots of the city. historical museums. bright eyes. looking up at the clouds. walls covered in artworks. drawing in the middle of lessons. tracing your fingers on the sand. painting for hours. staying in uncrowded coffee-shops. worn paperbacks. messy braids.going to bed with your socks on.

𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐐𝐔𝐄.

dark hair. a little sophisticated. always observing the world around you.intricate designs. high ceilings. extravagant musical pieces. dim lights.colourless photographs. fancy furniture. pale skin. hearing soft footfalls coming from outside the room. mischievous looks. bitten nails. candlelight dinners. dark shades of lipstick.

𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋.

chandeliers. the clinking of a teacup. laced clothing. modern architecture. light hair. watching the view from the terrace. hidden birthmarks (scars). drinking tea in the morning. wandering about in an empty building. botanical gardens.old films. ancient marble sculptures. expensive perfume. breakfasts in bed. reading about mythology.

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂.

compassion. short writings on scraps of paper. blushed cheeks. a bouquet of roses. reading collections of poetry late at night. loose hair. carpeted floors. attending operas. faint music playing in the background. staying under the covers until midday. the night sky. streetlights. picking flowers. dancing around in silk dresses. scented candles. candlelight.

tagged by: @ivanvukoja @revthepunchbear

Tagging: Anyone that wants to do the shenanigans!

[thelosthealer]

[thelosthealer]

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[thelosthealer]

The First Sacrifice

***Just a warning - This post contains violence, brutality, and gore. 18+***

Pounding feet and heavy gasping breathing could be heard echoing through the streets of Boralus as the hour approached midnight. Splashing through puddles, crashing into and through crates, a human man in Alliance regalia ran as though for his very life, glances of terror cast over his shoulder every few strides. “Crazy bitch!” He called out between panting gasping breaths, his pace slowing as he ran himself into exhaustion. With each glance he could see two glowing orbs in the darkness chasing him, every random sweep of light from a lamp post revealing an immense saber, jagged metal like bone protruding from the mane and limbs of the beast. Dark nearly black fur ran the length of the beast, allowing it to vanish from sight just as quickly as it came into view. 

“FUCK!” The man was desperate now, pounding through the street looking for a path to safety. His bloodshot eyes widened and his nostrils flared with each breath as sweat poured off his body. He turned down an alley, hoping against hope that there was a quick way out, any possible way to lose the one stalking him. The blood in his veins froze as he realized he had come to a dead end alley. Not only that, but his adrenaline fueled senses picked out details of the buildings and he realized he was in a forgotten part of the city, the neglect and disrepair making that obvious. Whirling around to face the entrance he stumbled backwards, tripping over litter and falling to the ground with a thud. The floating eyes hovered in the darkness a moment, before the saber stepped from the shadows. 

The saber stalked slowly forward, hissing and gnashing bared fangs easily longer than the man’s forearm. He scrambled backwards, desperate to back away from the creature. Letting out a grunt as his back hit the wall at the end of the alley, the man whimpered before turning his gaze to the creature. “Fuckfuckfuckfuck….” His breath was terrified, his words barely comprehensible. The creature cocked it’s head to the side, looking at him curiously. Freezing like a deer stuck in a light, whimpering breaths leaked from the man as a pool of urine formed beneath him, soiling himself with his horror. One moment the saber was there, the next it was leaping through the air at him. It shifted though, transitioning from the dread beast into the lithe, svelte form a of a black leather clad female kaldorei, snow white locks billowing behind her.  Landing atop the man, claw like fingers lashed out against his face, leaving deep rending wounds before one hand crushed down on his windpipe. 

The soldier spluttered and gasped from air, hitting at the woman, trying to claw her grasp free, all to no avail. Screams of pain and terror were caught in his crushed throat as his eyes bulged with horror. This woman was Reveria, her jet black eyes glaring at the man as she slammed his head into the wall to still him. Black spots and stars spun through the soldier’s vision, hands falling to the ground in a daze. “You filthy fucking piece of shit. Tonight you will pay for what you did to my people. You could have saved them. You could have helped them escape. YOU COULD HAVE LET THEM LIVE! Instead you raped helpless women! Stole from those losing everything already! Defiled homes and corpses of those that came before your insignificant speck of dirt that you call life. The goddess has seen you and judged you. I am her vengeance. Tonight… You pay for your crimes.” 

“P-p-pleaaase… I-I’m so sorry… I’ll do whatever you ask… I don’t want to die!” Words of the soldier finally managed to escape from his crushed throat, desperation forcing him to exert everything he had left. Reveria hissed in rage at the audacity of his words. She partially shifted her free hand, horrible dagger sized claws of jagged bone forming. Thrusting them violently into the man’s side, the crunch of boe and splash of blood heard as they ripped into his left lung. his eyes went wide as he tried to howl in pain. Only a spluttering cough of blood was managed, pouring from his mouth and down his chin to drip on the insignia of the Alliance on his armored chest. “You should have thought of life when you raped those women and left them for dead. When you spent your time looting and pillaging as our home burned to ash around you. That was when your life was forfeit. You die a coward and a disgrace.” She quickly switched hands on his throat, shifting her own left before violently goring into his other lung. This time an even more sickening crunch was heard as she ripped ribs and sinew from his chest, gore and blood bursting out across her. 

Blood filled coughs echoed out as the man drowned in his own fluids, and even the sight of this was not vengeance enough for the druidess. She snarled, rage filling her as his throat was released, only to begin savagely ripping his chest open with those terrifying claws. Her hands moved so fast… With so much hatred that one might think they were not even there. Tears leaked from her eyes as her entire form was coated in bits of bone, gore and blood from the man’s ruined body. He was long dead before she stopped, only when her claws hit cobbles and stone did she realize how far she had gone. His entire chest was a massive hole of broken bone and pulped organs, all the way through from front to back. She had basically clawed him in two with her rage, yet still she wanted more. Grasping the man’s hair, those brutal claws flickered out, removing head from body in another gorey stroke. Huffing with the fury of her goddess, she threw the head with a sickening crunch against the wall of the alley, caving the skull in as brains and blood splattered to the ground. 

Scooping up a puddle of the dead man’s blood, Reveria stalked to the wall and began to dab and shape the fluid into words and symbols. ‘Tor ilisar'thera'nal’ was inscribed on the wall next to a crescent moon. A bloody hand streak ran next to the words as Reveria continued to huff with adrenaline fueled rage. Squatting down, she lifted one of the dead man’s arms up, cutting the shape of a crescent moon into the flesh below and ripping it off. She stood with her trophy, rolling it up and setting in a pouch on her person. Those hate filled onyx orbs cast one last glance at the man’s ruined body before the druidess leapt up, clawing and clambering her way to the rooftops and off into the night. 

[thelosthealer]

Relic of the Raven (Recruitment)

   The shadow of a raven passed by overhead, a strip of parchment fluttering to the ground. Should you decide to pick it up, elegant script was scrawled across the otherwise blank paper, standing out in stark contrast. “Calling all of those that wish to make a change, if it be by the good or the bad means. Housing, money, and a second family is awaiting to be made. Seek out the one known as L for more information.”    Stamped across the bottom was a raven in flight, wings spread as it soared through the air. On the back was a small map, an ‘x’ marked over the tavern known as the Pig and Whistle. Aside from that, there was no other markings or information on the parchment.

   The Relic of the Raven is a newly formed Alliance guild on Wyrmrest Accord. We will be a heavy-RP/Causal PvP-PvE guild. There are no character restrictions, meaning all races and classes will be welcome. Despite this, there will be an age restriction, among other things. If you are interested, keep reading! Most information will be provided, and if you have any questions, feel free to send a DM.

Location: Alliance, Wyrmrest Accord. RP Type: Dark/Mature/Criminal Age Restriction: Due to the nature of the guild, 18+ will be enforced. Case by case for those under this age. Looking for: Seeing as we are entirely new, we are looking for quite literally everything.    -Raid Lead/Raid Assist. Tanks, Healers, and DPS. We need the whole thing.    -RBG Leader/RBG Assist. Tanks, Healers, and DPS. Again, all of it.    -RP: Healers, spies, mercenaries, merchants, causual RPers, etc. 

We will be trying to do weekly events/RBGs/Raids once we get the numbers. At the same time, we will also be looking to leave the calendar open when we can so that members to not feel overwhelmed by a tight schedule!

Active Ranks are as follow:

(RP)-Guardian: Marked by the bear, those of this rank are the ones that will bare the weight of protecting those in their charge. No matter the consequences, they will do what is needed to ensure the safety of those under them. Guardians will be trained in hand-to-hand combat, first aid, and be required to know the rankings of those within the Relic. (RP)-Gatherer: Marked by the panther, these are teh ones that slink around in the shadows to gather any information that is needed. Hard to see and even harder to hear, you’ll never know they were around until it was too late. Gatherers will be required to train with others of their kind, be able to be stealthy with their missions, know how to pick-lock, as well as know all the rankings of those within the Relic. (RP)-Hunter: Marked by the fox, these sly beings are the ones that find and eliminate targets based off the information provided to them. By the time one of them find you, it is past time for you to save yourself. Hunters are required to know how to throw or used ranged weapons, general first aid, as well as how to hide evidence that they were there. (RP)-Harvest Witch: Marked by the raven itself, these are those of the dark arts and magically inclined. If it be for healing or destruction, these are the witches that are the foundation of the company. Harvest Witches will be required to have extensive knowledge of the magic in which they wield, as well as how to stop a spell mid cast on the off-chance it is needed.  (RP) -Swindlers: Marked by the snake, these are the silver-tongued devils that pedal goods and drive bargains. While selling the goods of the Raven, they also gather and collect anything that may be of use. They will be required to be both charming and hard driven when it comes to doing their work and getting things done. (RP)-Unmarked: Those within the Relic that are awaiting to be placed in a rank. (Casuals)-OOC: The Raides, the PvP'ers, and the alts.

For those interested in the guild story/start, head to this link: https://raven-relic.tumblr.com/story

(Note, this is the start of the story but not the entirety of it, nor is it finished!)

For any other information or questions, please feel free to contact me via DM on Tumblr, or add me in discord/b-tag!

Discord: Sha#9138 Battle Net: Nicky#1510

Have a wonderful day!

[thelosthealer]

✍ Favorite thing about writing the muse?

   Would have to be how she is essentially a sour patch kid. She can be extremely sweet and caring, but at the flip of a switch, turn into this spawn of satan that just wants to torment people. She has her moments, and her mood swings can be pretty fun!

Thanks for the ask @xyveth-heartbane

[thelosthealer]

📬 - A mysterious letter has just been found in their mailbox. How does your character react? Who would it be from?

   L arched a brow, drawing the letter out of the box and rolling it around in her hands. She was confused on what it was, let along who it was from. Breaking the seal, she scanned over the words scrawled across the parchment, lips pursing. Turning on a heel, she strode inside and dropped the letter onto the table, reaching for her armor. “Of course Thalo would go off and get himself injured. Same as anyone else, all I am good for lately is healing their damaged selves..” she grumbled, snatching up her staff and walking outside.

(Let’s face it, she is used to getting letters from random people, normally needing some sort of help.)

Thanks for the ask @safrona-shadowsun

[thelosthealer]

👙 - Is your character trendy or do they just not give a damn?

Doesn’t give a damn. She will wear what she wants, when she wants, if it is considered in style or not. Anyone that knows L or sees her around, knows she is notorious for having leaves and other woodsy items tangled in her hair. She is generally disheveled, and she just...doesn’t care.

Thanks for the ask @suramarelf!

[thelosthealer]

💡 What inspires you to write the muse? 

  To be honest, as of late, it’s been a bit hard. Granted, it’s getting easier. That being said, friends and a few other things are what inspire me to write L. She’s a pretty decent person, most of the time. Which leaves something to be desired for me. I enjoy seeing where she goes and what she does, or how she impacts those around her. The best times are when she is actually able to heal or help someone.

Thanks for the ask @ivanvukoja

[thelosthealer]

Get to know my character through an ask!

🍰 - What is their favorite type of dessert or sweet? 🐢 - What type of animal would they keep for a pet? 🐙 - They are crossing the ocean. What are the circumstances and how did they get there? 🌎 - If money were no object, where would they live and what would they do with their life? (Ex: entrepreneur, playboy, philanthropist, etc) 🎂 - Do they celebrate their birthday? 🎓 - Are they well-educated? 📬 - A mysterious letter has just been found in their mailbox.  How does your character react?  Who would it be from? ⌚ - Is your character punctual or procrastinator? 💰 - Your character just found a fat sack of gold on a bench. What do they do with it? 👙 - Is your character trendy or do they just not give a damn? 🎠 - Your character is at the carnival.  What kinds of rides or games do they check out to entertain themselves? 🔮 - Your character is having their future told by someone pretty shady. Do they call the fortune teller out or just roll with it? 🎃 - What is your character’s favorite holiday? 🎶 - What would your character say about your personal taste in music? 💒 - Does your character want marriage or a lifelong commitment? ♓ - Hey baby, what’s your sign? What would your character’s zodiac sign be and what qualities do they carry to make them fall under that sign? 🚼 - Does your character have or want kids? ⚠ - What has your character almost done that made someone talk them out of or convince them not to do it? ♿ - Is your character in some way handicapped? (This includes physical, emotional, and mental.) 💊 - Is your character on medication?  If so, why? 🌞🌜 - Is your character an early bird or night owl? What makes them that way? 📚 - Does your character read? 📓 - If your character keeps a journal, what is the most secret thought they keep in it? 📰 - An obituary for your character was found in the local paper this morning. What did it say? 💢 - What frustrates your character more than anything? ✌ - Your character just made a trespass against someone else, how would they go about righting it given the chance?  Or would they at all? 🍴 - What is the absolute worst meal your character has ever eaten? Were they verbal about it or did they just not say anything? 🍜 - Carnivore/Pescatarian/Vegetarian/Vegan/Other? What kind of diet does your character have? 💋 - Your character was just kissed by someone they can’t stand. Why and how did it happen? 😇 - What was your character’s last good deed? 😁 - Someone just tripped and fell in front of your character.  Do they laugh or help the person up? 😨 - Your character just broke wind in public. Do they try to hide it or own up to it? 😍 - Your character’s lust object just passed right by them. How awkward do they get as they try to make conversation? 😒 - “Ugh!  Not him/her/them/it again.” How does your character react to annoying people? 😂 - Your character is moved to tears. What’s a kindness that another showed to them? 😄 - What has ever made your character laugh so hard that they almost passed out? 😈 - What’s your character’s favorite cuss word? 😏 - Is your character having a dirty thought right now? 🍺 - Cheers! What is your character’s favorite alcoholic beverage?  What was the last thing they got smashed off of? 💫 - Your character is suffering memory loss after being knocked unconscious.  What happens afterwards and how did it happen? 💡 - What is the best idea your character ever had? 💍 - Does your character wear any type of jewelry? ⛪ - Is your character religious or spiritual in anyway? 🎱 - Your character and a talking raccoon walk into a bar… 📼 - An interrogation tape emerges regarding a recent interview with your character.  What are they being questioned for? 👟 - Is your character into personal fitness?  If so, what’s their exercise routine? 📺 - What would your character’s favorite TV show be?  What’s their favorite genre?

🍀 - Does your character carry a good luck charm? Do they believe in luck?

[thelosthealer]

🍁🍂 Autumn Starters 🌾🍁

“I love these crisp mornings.”

“Look at all the colors…”

“Time for pumpkin everything.”

“I could really go for some apple pie.”

“Sweater and scarf weather. Perfection.”

“Shame its been raining for a week. Can’t enjoy the outdoors.”

“Do you think this bat decoration is too big?”

“It get’s dark so early now…”

“Why did it have to get so cold so quickly?”

“Have you seen my woolly socks?”

“Getting ready for winter?”

“Want to go leafing?”

“Check out the red and gold leaves!”

“I’m glad I’m wearing wellies.”

“What’s that smell?”

“Is that a deer?”

“I feel like cider and a fire.”

“Is that snow?”

“Want to go pick out pumpkins?”

“Can’t we leave the skeletons up through ALL the holidays?”

“Pretty soon we’ll have to put up a tree.”

“Want to go for a walk?”

“I don’t really feel like celebrating anything right now.”

“I can see my breath.”

“It’s awfully warm for fall, isn’t it?”

“It’s a good day to stay indoors.”