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.
Sundial seemed to have ignited with an atmosphere different than those in the past, the citizens appeared to be more elated and the streets were bustling with life as festivities took place throughout the town. While she was not fond of crowds nor the noise that they brought, had to admit that this time it had felt different, “Amazing how everything seems to change all for an event, it's almost nice.” Eira admitted after a moment, casting a small glance towards the white hair woman that walked besides her.
“I only wish that they celebrated friendships than only romances, but I suppose we can make the most of it…” She admitted, her attention momentarily divided as she leaned to pluck a free chocolate from a sampling booth and securing one for Lynnelia. While she didn't indulge in sweets often, it was fine on occasions and she planned to have an easy day.
However, it did not take long for once confident strides to stagger, her pace slowing and unable to keep time with Lynnelia- cheeks momentarily flushed with pink as her head temporarily grew light. She was still for a moment, a gloved hand pressed against the wall of a building as she attempted to regain her breath and force the heat away from her face, “Lynnelia, can you please give me a moment?” Eira forced her head up to look at her friend though her gaze seemed to widen upon seeing the woman; she looked far more different.
“On second thought, could you help me?” Her words are careful though delicate in nature, all while a smile settles onto pale colored lips. It was a slow change though she could feel her control unraveling and a desire that she was unable to quell herself.