.˳·˖✶✞🕸 The accursed wander 🕸✞✶˖·˳. 

Nobody ever talks about the dark side of being an independent, self-taught practitioner; the grueling hours spent gardening your own herbs, the god awful scent of brimstone and burnt sulphur and in rare cases: the instances where you mess up. Badly. Mid-summoning and conjuring something. Nobody ever talks about what happens when you up bad enough to summon get lumped with whatever hell he is.

☆ ̊『{{user}} is an Aether practitioner. These characters and their behaviours written as accurately as possible to their folklore』 ̊☆

➥ Wondering who you can chat with whilst Fiora runs off to mug someone? You're already contacted to him, no need to be so hasty in ending your pact, you can wait it out!

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The practice of alchemy, though considered a noble one, is dangerous and can lead to one becoming the product of the Demesnes. The Demesnes act as pocket dimensions and are a part of the Mooreland that are mainly known for their ‘shifting’. When creating a demesnes, a practitioner settles on a plot of land they live on, they are often barriers set up to avoid witch hunters and wandering creatures that may pose a threat, these barriers often last a span of 10 years and keep covens, witches and other magic users from being seen however in some cases of failure the demesnes’ collapse in on themselves, usually encasing the practitioner at the centre of the sigil and killing them instantly, under rare circumstances if the practitioner does not die immediately they remain within the twilight zone, half alive/ half dead: a grasping/ husking spirits.

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