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.
dressed in elaborate layers of yellow and crimson and sunset-orange, the bonfire dances to a beat fierce and wild, something primal hidden beneath the flickering folds of magic-tamed flame. it sweeps its arms up high into the air, letting loose a thousand firefly-filaments as it feeds on the regrets and sorrow and broken soul-shards of the sundial people, leaving ashen footsteps in its wake; it smiles, whispers, beckons with its brilliant eyes and its dazzling light. come, it coaxes with a voice like crackling tinder. come, come and feed me your hearts. [break][break]
and meifon, meifon who has a wealth of regrets and bitterness festering under her ribs just waiting to be plied out one by one, meifon who wants nothing more than to burn everything she once was to the ground, meifon lin who is a moth with soft-scaled wings forever reaching for the wind and the wild - she is caught, ensnared as if the trap were laid specifically for her. [break][break]
she touches zhihao's shoulder, eyes fixated on a stall ahead. "i'll be right back," she murmurs, before striding on ahead. if there is purpose to her gait, if her eyes have become blade-sharp and determined, if there is a vindictive edge to her smile as she returns with a handful of paper tokens, well. her cousin is likely well aware of what she plans to write down. or rather, who she plans to write down and sacrifice to the goddess of the hungry fire.