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 iolani kótsyfas on Nov 26, 2017 6:38:20 GMT
iolani lives and breathes information. it is her trade, her craft, her life, her blood. perhaps it hadn't always been this way, and perhaps it is not quite that way now, but to be the bearer of secrets, of knowledge, of control even now, is... fairly irresistible. of course, she is no stranger to information gathering and intel; what she is a stranger to, though, is missions. coven assignments. tackling such a task with a partner she is unfamiliar with.
how odd, she thinks as she eyes her partner, not bothering to keep it subtle. how... novel.
the other woman is white haired, eyes blue-grey like the colour of thundering skies; her expression is somewhat aloof and her dark clothes contrast in a lovely manner against her skin. she looks... well, competent, but more importantly she looks like she could definitely do with some loosening up - iolani bets she would look lovely blushing. ah, but she's not here to flirt, unfortunately ( though, since when has that ever stopped her? )
she lets her lips curl up in a lazy, languid smirk, eyes half-lidded as she brushes her dual-toned fringe back and slouches, looking all for the world like she couldn't care less about anything. muninn - and it's munnin tonight - is perched up somewhere in the shadows, out of sight but hardly out of mind. "eira vadén- i can call you eira, right?" iolani lets her voice all but drip indolence, deliberately continuing on before the other witch can have any time to respond. "i'm alana, i'm sure it'll be lovely to work with you."
tag:eira vadén words: mission info here notes: oops iolani has no shame