ǣfenglōm (main comm)

Name: Justine
Date: September 3rd (-ish)
Format: Video

[The screen flickers to life as Justine finally resolves to reach out to this heartbreaking world of magic with a message of loss.

Her features are paler than usual, gaunt and stressed from a lack of food and sleep, but her face is no less lovely for it. She's laying on her side with long silky stands of black hair fanning around her cheeks. Her shoulders are bare and it's unclear if she's wearing anything at all.

Dark Hazel eyes watch the screen in a moment of silence before she finally finds her voice.]

For those who knew him, Wizard Harry Dresden is gone. Home, with any luck, but likely not to return.

[Her voice is as soft, sweet and delicate as her features.

It's obvious to all that Justine is not taking the lose well.

There is a gentle scuffle near her and then the video ends.]

Name: Justine
Date: July 9th
Format: Video

[Justine appears on the network with a pristine white scarf circling her throat and a pinky rosy hue brushing the tip of her nose. Her dark eyes are lovely and those who look close enough might see a brilliant dark emerald green circling her iris. Snow falls around her, thick fluffy flurries catching in her dark lashes. Her midnight hair is covered by a matching hat that's been woven with runes that Justine has yet to perfect.

She hadn't expected snow when she'd been feeling the onset of summer only a week or so before.]

Hello. [Her voice is soft and delicately sweet.] I would like to offer handmade scarfs and hats to those who need them. Mitten as well. None-cursed. I promise. [She has already had an awkward moment with an enchanted scarfs.] For purchase or borrowing.

Please let me know if you would like any. I can try and accommodate for claws and hooves as well.

( To close cr. )

Name: Ignis Scientia
Date: July 3
Format: Voice

Good morning. My name is Ignis Scientia; I've been designated a Witch here, for the purposes of magical classification.

What I'm looking for, before things get much further along here for me, is something of a study partner or group. I've been primarily focused on element-related magic, such as fire, ice, etc, particularly in the field of Enchantment and, recently, Evocation. I've an interest in Abjuration, and of course more universal spells of various low- to mid-level varieties. Eventually, I'd expect to be well-rounded in multiple areas.

If you're willing to spend time outside of the usual Coven classes working on these skills, please contact me. I'm particularly intrigued by those who've experimented with runes, as well as those applying magic to clothing, weaponry, or other objects. In addition, I'd be curious to hear from those who had different sorts of magic in your home world, and how you're applying that knowledge here.

Whether these meetings take a more academically-minded format or find better exercise in the form of something like sparring, I'm keen to do as much as I can.

Thank you for your time, and have a pleasant day.

Name Morgan Yu
Date July 1st
Format Voice

Is anyone else kind of pissed about the fact that pizza doesn't really seem to be a thing that exists in this city? Not to be overly dramatic or anything, it's just that after that shared nightmare from last week, some greasy takeout would have really hit the spot for stress eating.

I'd consider taking a crack at making my own, but if at any point I ever knew the recipes for the dough and sauce and shit, pretty sure I forgot them whenever I got hit with the amnesia stick.

Name: dylas
Date: June 2nd
Format: voice

Hey.

[That’s it. One word. Dylas’ voice is low, like usual, but there’s something unsteady about it. Maybe it’s nerves from using the pocketwatch, a device he’s still not used to, or...well.]

I know people have been...changing. It’s, uh. Not great. But...do the changes hurt for anyone else? There’s this spot on... my friend’s arm that’s all grey, and it hasn’t stopped hurting ever since it showed up. Does anyone else have that?

I’m asking for my friend.

[He’s not asking for a friend.]

[OOC; Dylas is infected by the Cwyld after an encounter with some Shades. He’s been hiding it under his clothes, but now his arm is hurting real bad.]