this is Salem, a land filled with magic and maladies. It is a place where witches and their elemental familiars gather, a home to legend and
lore that predates time itself. Yet of all the wicked and wonderful stories the past can tell us of, the most magical are the ones yet to happen.
This is Salem - this is the start of your very own journey. Welcome to starfall
Starfall is an animaga witch roleplay set in mostly modern times. Members play as witches in a world plagued by monsters, where the only safe spots are walled cities. Starfall strives to be a character-driven roleplay with expansive lore and a highly interactive plotline. We want to allow members to
create and look back on a magical journey, and mold the site and its plot as their characters grow.
Post by Korrine Lovelace on Aug 11, 2017 15:57:49 GMT
That she was taking a mission on with a Witch from another coven wouldn't have been so bad...as long as they didn't happen to be from Leviathan (if they even still existed) or Silvertongue. Which her partner for this particular task was. He was Silvertongue, but beyond that all she'd been given was a piece of paper with the man's name on and a meeting spot. It wasn't an awful lot to go on. She had conjured up in a mind a monster and a liar, but certainly an elder. Simply put Korrine couldn't see many young people being drawn to them, or many honest people. No. Good people joined the Knights, if they could. That was the way things were. Fact. Immovable fact, that could not be avoided.
Still, if this Taylan was indeed her elder then she would be courteous and good and defer to him in this mission. They were to gather up some missing, animated objects and return them to the Witch whom they belonged to. On the surface, that sounded simple enough but she had come prepared for a challenge should one arise. Still, the council surely wouldn't send a little Fledgling on a task that was too difficult? And Korrine had a hard time thinking teacups would be very hard to catch. Nor books.
She giggled a bit at the idea, perching on a low wall nearby to wait. Korrine folded her hands in her short-clad lap. Whomever her partner was, she was not going to start without him. She would show him some common courtesy and do her Coven proud with her conduct.