#rainweaver

[ionomycin]

the vows we never exchanged

[corviids]

saera and rainweaver

[prettyswellaus]

Wizard101 AU

Genre: Fantasy, Adventure, Slice-Of-Life, and Crossover

Also known as: Wizardworld

Synopsis

There are many worlds across The Spiral, each different than the other. Each with unique biomes, cultures, and species. But different as they are, they all join together in The Ravenwood School of Magical Arts. Where six aspiring wizards, each with a story to tell, and each with their own special quirks wind up creating a bond that transcends worlds.

Their adventures will lead them all across The Spiral. From the scorching sands of Krokotopia to the frigid lands of Polaris. While they might not be the brightest students in class, with strength, courage, friendship, and a little bit of luck, any evil force will regret crossing paths with them!

Once they finish their homework that is....

Characters

Edd's Group

(Dusk's last name not figured out yet)

Edd Goldfellow

Tom Beastdweller

Matt Gravemaster

Tord Redfield

Blaze Firebrand

Dusk Sugarcane

Eduardo's Group

Eduardo Ravensword

Jon Nightrider

Mark Rainstone

Jordan Daybringer

Blade Ironblood

Dawn Iceheart

Others

(More to be added in the future, maybe)

Laurel Rainweave

Paul Earthrider

Patryck Swiftpetal

Bing Hexthorn

Larry Drakewhisper

Back to Directory

[cassandragemini]

for most fairies their magical abilities dont coreespond to their social status in any way BUT some fairy communities frequently devote some form of elevated social role or cultural rituals that are dedicated to maintaining the balance of their ecosystem. in the case of desert fairies this means one of the pillars of their community is the group of fairies with weather magic who ensure the deserts yearly monsoon season goes consistently and smoothly. this is very important in terms of ensuring survival for everything that depends on yearly rains. im kinda toying with the name “rainweavers” for them but im still undecided on the matter

aside form their innate ability to make themselves human sized, all fairies have an innate area of magic that comes to them the most naturally. theyre still fully capable of practicing other types of magic outside of this, it just takes more effort to utilize to its full potential and it’ll often drain more energy. for example jacinta’s specialty is rain magic and this is an umbrella term that refers to various types of control over water and air. this type of magic specialty Can run in families but its not guaranteed to always pass straight from parent to child. adelita is one of 5 sibling and only one of her siblings has their mother’s powers, while adelita shares the same specialty in illusion magic as one of her uncles

[ruth-westside]

Rainweaver

The three months worth of waiting to see what would become of the rabicano Arabian finally payed off. I'm so glad it turned out to be a player horse. Thank you, SSO. 💖

[calywitsune]

He demands affection

[leah-rainweaver]

(forgot to post this here... the piece was done by the spectacular @sbeep )

[rathwald]

Portrait Commission for @leah-rainweaver I don’t think I said enough how much I enjoyed painting her :)

[airanke]

“Come closer, and I’ll kill you. Touch him and I’ll kill you.

I’ll kill you.”

@whiteincite

[ionomycin]

it's you, after all

[corviids]

no one asked but infodump about the kids dragons

rainweaver (saera): teal, white horns and crests, silver eyes. serpent-like and very nimble — a cross between caraxes and seasmoke. very flippant and spoiled, can easily be set off. flame burns a bright blue

comet (valerion): pearlescent pale green, dark golden eyes. small and fast — name comes from how the dragon looks like a comet shooting through the sky. a childish dragon, always excited and trying to play. flame burns pure, hot white

dayfyre (rhaella): coral body that has a chromatic effect when light reflects off the scales, mimicking a sunset. blue coral horns and claws, golden eyes. a strangely mother-like personality, almost acts as rhaella’s better conscious. flame burns red

moonmaid (maegelle): a very dark purple body, seemingly black when the is little sunlight. very big when fully grown, larger than the other kids’ dragons. deep red eyes. has a protective and territorial personality, doesn’t like people around maegelle. flame burns red

[the-fortyseventh]

After Action Report - 02APR629

At 2100 hours on 04/02/629, RCT BRAXTON, RCT BOOMBEARD, CPL HONSTIRE, CPL VERMILLION, MSG GOLDMANE, and SGM HEMPSTEAD, were briefed on the reports given to me by druidic scout, CLP RAINWEAVER of 2A1-3. Not far from where PVT WINTERBREEZE, CPT VORONIN, and CMD FELMOURN went MIA, Rainweaver picked up a faint trail that seemed unusual to the surrounding area. It seemed that the PMC Bull's Back were trying desperately to cover what little time they had to retreat. With the beginning of the trail marked on a map, I assigned SGM Hempstead to lead the team forward, while I stayed back to issue emergency troops if appropriate. 

With CPL Vermillion leading the formation, the troops headed north through the thick trees and flora. At the 30 MIN mark, RCT Boombeard and SGM Hempstead noticed something unusual among the green, the former moving to retrieve the item later identifying it as a cryptic note. The following is a transcript of a verbal re-telling (original note was discarded as reported by SGM Hempstead):

“Killing them is too easy. Hope you like your friends’ corpses flayed, tin can soldiers.” 

Almost immediately after the 47th was set on by reportedly eighteen Undead rogues, presumably waiting for the opportunity of ambush. Most sustained injuries from the attack, however, no soldier was incapacitated and they were able to press forward. Now knowing the path they found was bearing fruit, they continued through the dense jungle, remaining northbound, eventually coming across a cavern almost entirely hidden by foliage. 

Seeing no guards patrolling the exterior, but fearing captives within the interior, MSG Goldmane threw in a non-lethal flash grenade to better illuminate the cavern's surroundings. No captives were found, instead, the 47th were met with Murloc 'guards'. It seems the PMC is desperate for bodies if they were willing to 'recruit' murlocs from the distant shorelines. The 47th defeated the 'guards' with ease and soon discovered a map hidden deeper within the cave. 

It vaguely outlined a location for potential POWs as well as detailed the plans to use our captured soldiers as ransom and to grant the remaining PMC immunity. After gathering the intel, the 47th returned to base. 

Respectfully submitted, 

MSG G. Hollowhisper, 2A1

[tyrosuss-blog]

The windy shores of a broken empire pt. 1

(Small update: hi everyone i’ve been quite busy with work and such, so writing new stuff has been slow and possibly will take some time for new chapters.) 

Note: First off, thanks for taking the time to read this new chapter. 

 This will be small introduction to the giants. An ancient, elegant and intelligent race that live in or around the city of Daltar.

Our story begins at a farmstead outside the borders of Daltar. Miasa Drearmbringer - a farmers daughter - who had inherited  the farm from her father. Father went missing a couple weeks before. ‘Father’ had been a royal provider of grain, vegetables and dairy since he had his farm. 

Not only was father a great farmer, he also was the leader of the Dreambringer farming group. A collection of farmers who provide food for the region. Some members are also part of the rainweaver clan aiding in creating local rain showers to water the crops easily. 

Miasa had an  unexpected guest at her doorstep, it was a royal messenger. The messenger had an order that came from the royal family. They had pushed a deal that decreased the cost of grain. They had to deliver quadruple the amount of grain for what they used to sell it for. There was no way for Miasa to make this deal work, so she wrote a letter and gave it to the messenger. “I don’t think the royal family will take this lightly” the messenger said while his face turned pale.

A week later....

Miasa woke up very early in the morning to loud noise around her farm. She quickly dressed and ran out onto the land. A knight stood infront of her barn, she quickly ran towards the knight “What are you doing to my barn?” she asked. “The king had ordered us to take what belonged to him, so we are taking your grain” He said jokingly, “You have no right to do this” Miasa clamped her hands. “That is where you are wrong” The knight lights up a torch as he turns towards Miasa looking her straight into the eyes while throws the torch into the barn “If only you could’ve followed simple order. Then you would still have a barn left”.

Miasa’s hand started to glow up, a ball of purple strikes the knight in the back knocking him to the ground. “Oh young woman, you shouldn’t have done that” the knight unsheats his sword and walks up to Miasa “You attacked a peacekeeper of the kingdom of Daltar, you will die for this” Miasa dashed away from his range and after some hand movement, she lifted the knight from the ground.

She walks up to the knight and whispers into his ear “I’m not a person you should mess with. Tell your king to not mess with farmers like us, as we will fight back soon”. She lets the knight fall to the ground and yells “Scatter! I have a fire to put out.

And that is true, when Miasa was born she had been blessed with Arcaf touch - Arcaf touch is a rumor which makes the person posess the ability to use arcane magic - just like her mother. Together with her mother she studied and practiced. “Its important to not use your power too much” She always told her “There will be one day which will make you use your power for the good”. Her mother sadly passed away years ago due to an ogre invasion on her lands, unable to stop it.

But every story happens in different parts. Part 2 coming soon, in part 2 we will look at the craftsmanship guild.

[homesickstars]

there are storms in our hearts and mine is a hurricane rain on my fingertips and thunder in my fists with nothing but sky between us spreading like an oil spill in the darkest times we dream strongest of light maybe that’s why i dreamt you

rainweaver // p.s

[calywitsune]

{ They went on their date }

[leah-rainweaver]

Journal Entry

Journey Home, Day 1

I left Stormwind early this morning, after a fitful night of sleep. Reading from Delfin’s libram yesterday was liberating. No, that’s not the right word. Perhaps partially, but.. It made me realize that no matter where Da is, he wouldn’t want for me to waste my life, to waste precious time, on some pointless rescue mission. No matter where he is, he is still dead. With any luck, he’s not even in the Maw. Someday I will probably attempt to find him, maybe once everything is settled. I know that there’s some folk who are working on saving everything. Thank the Makers I’m not one of them. I couldn’t even manage saving one soul, let alone the souls of thousands.. Millions!

Elywnn Forest and Redridge have been surprisingly beautiful. I didn’t anticipate liking them as much as I did. It was a good start to my journey home. My feet got sick of them by lunch, but the walking will be good for me. Perhaps by the time I reach home I’ll have some direction. Some sense of what I should do next. Ever since Battlestein went under I’ve been barely treading water. Every now and then I get a little help, like when I travel to the Senate meetings, the evenings I’ve spent talking to Delfin or Glauric. Both of them seem to have plenty of external things to keep them busy. But me? I just.. I wish I had more right now.

Where do I go when I’m done visiting home? What am I supposed to do? Part of me thinks to just never go back. Perhaps I’d be missed by a few. Would it last? Silly thoughts, but that’s all I seem to have right now. No doubt the loneliness of night isn’t helping those thoughts any. The morning light will drive them back again.

And so I think I’ll sleep now.