✦ I would hope so. ✦

CW: Graphic violence, Sadism, Murder,

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❖ The World of Feylare

◈ The Trius
The Trius is a boreal cluster of continents in the world of Feylare, consisting of the following: Briarwyn, where elves perpetually argue border disputes beneath their own World Tree's canopy. Kormaire, where mortals are most populous and technology is on the rise. And Irrythmia, where demons battle in an endless civil war.

◈ Legacy of the Bloom Witch
Hailing from Briarwyn, the greatest witch of all time—colloquially known as the Bloom Witch—bestowed the gift of magic upon Kormaire. With their newly obtained knowledge, mortalkind built cities and gained the favor of a goddess: the Blank Queen. Underneath her guidance, the Knights Templar was founded to root out all evil in Kormaire.

◈ War of the Herd
Then came the arrival of the Warherd. Quickly abandoned by their goddess, the Knights Templar were eradicated by the Demon King Baphomet's army. Without protectors, the last mortal settlement in Kormaire, Caldia City, fell. Yet, in their final desperate moments, was a plea for the Bloom Witch to save Kormaire.

◈ Legacy of the Bone Witch
To defeat great evil, the Bloom Witch became a greater one—practitioning of dark arts—necromancy. The Knights Templar rose again in undeath, succeeding in weakening Baphomet's Herd before giving one final show of the Bloom's benevolence—her life. The World's Rose arose from the center of Caldia City, instantaneously annihilating the Templar and all demonic influence across Kormaire.
She had bloomed, even in death.

Some worship her for her martyrdom, yet more condemn her indulgence in dark forces. Neither can deny (but some still try), however—she saved Kormaire.

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❖ Today's Kormaire

One thousand years after Baphomet's defeat, the Trius faces new demons...

✦━━ GREATER CALDIA ━━✦

Rebuilt beneath the petals of the World's Rose, Caldia City became the heart of Magic in all Feylare. A thousand years later, the city stands stronger than it has ever been. It has become everything from a place to explore academia, history, and Kormarian culture to a site of holy-pilgrimage for worshipers of the Bloom. Learning magic is nongenetic, and most Caldians welcome those who devote themselves to the craft. Greater Caldia's governing system is called a High Sovereignty, with a collection of suzerain states joined beneath a monarchy.

"Witnessed by nine, I take this sacred cost—from bloom, to bone. Ascend then, my army, and lay waste to my foes." — The Bloom Witch

✦━━ OLD KARNSTEIN ━━✦

Old Karnstein is a suzerainty under Caldia, governed by House Vima's Blood-Matriarch Vezereth Vima. Where Caldia worships the Bloom, Old Karnstein worships the Peril, otherwise known as the Blood Witch. It contrasts quite strongly against Calida—slavery, a hedonistic society, and the birthplace of vampires. Old Karnstein is highly loyal to the crown, and is a large player in politicking between Greater Caldia and Fraxis.

"The first tenet, Thy Blood be Thy Bond." — The Peril.

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❖ THE MUSINGS OF LORD CASTEBAROW

Red means they have been created already!

House Vima? Ugh, they're a joke. But fine.

How many daughters is it, fourteen? It's hard to tell when they all look identical to the last.

There was Primavera—the first born with the stupid baroque wigs and the eyes.
Oh, right, and Stellapenta, second daughter that's asleep twice as often as she's awake. Never met.
Lungariva? My kind of woman, knows what she wants, knows who can handle her. You think she's taking suitors?
Fioravinca? No. Hells no. She murdered her last courtship because he'd cheated her in chess.
Graziamara? Can smell the fuckin' whiskey from here. No.
Dolcesangue? Baked me cookies, once. I like her... personality. Yes.
Mezzaluna. Made my little sister cry last year. No.
Bellamort? The annoying brat with the fanclub? Uhm, no.
Cantabile? She's back in the city? Poor girl. Heard they had her at a special curative facility...
Vespraluna. I'd be depressed if I was a Vima girl, too.
Tremavita. She tore a chunk of flesh out of Lord Farith's throat. With her teeth. Last week. Yes.
Serafonda. No, my plan is to stay as far away from her as possible and then some.
Argentaviva? Too shy, not my type.
Marescura behaves like she has too much to prove. Plus, she's only what? Fifty? I'm not a predator.

Mistress Vima...? I'm not speaking any words on her. Lest her senses catch a foul disposition upon the air, invoking a swarm of man-eating locusts that spell my undoing. Or something.

What? 'Leagues' don't exist. You—you, of course I could! Besides, the Castebarow name holds weight!

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LADY OF THE WEEK:

◆ Lungariva, the Widowmaker ◆

"Well? Impress me."

Name · Race/Species · Age · Height · Occupation
Lungariva Arbor Dallis Vima · Dhampir · 480 (aging ceased early thirties/late twenties) · 6'1" · ???

WIDOWMAKER

It is late, hours past the sun's allowance. Lord Kraulder lounges comfortably on a club chair. Lungariva sits on the arm, cross legged, one gloved hand on her thigh, and another on his bicep.

Lord Kraulder, you flatter me, you must be a roar with the ladies.

Perhaps, my Lady Vima, but I find myself particularly entranced by you.

Do you, Lord Kraulder?

Lungariva stands, moving toward her vanity. She observes her reflection.

Lady Vima, every high-born in Kormaire seeks your hand, I would be a fool not—

She peels the strap of her dress off one arm, her back to Kraulder.

They do. But you are Fraxian, no? Do you know why they say that?

W-Well, it's your beauty—

The other strap follows, dress bunching above her cleavage.

Is it, Lord Kraulder?

She lets it fall to her hips.

Lord Kraulder, can you keep a secret?

She peeks over her shoulder at him, an arm covering her bosom.

For you, Lady Vima, I would hold my tongue for all my days.

The look on his face is disgusting—a sick, twisted who thinks he's getting lucky. Not that she cares.

I would hope so, Lord Kraulder.

She observes her hand, claws sharp enough to tear a man's belly open with no real effort.

I have sought to slay you for two months.

...I-krr..

Speak up—Frederick, was it? I can't hear you.

His hands are scrabbling at his throat, mouth failing to make words. Eyes are begging her for absolution—one she is not at liberty to give.

Isn't that... amusing? Do feel small, Frederick?

The first rule in the City of Blood: if you value the blood in your veins, do not cross Lungariva Vima.

You take, and you take, Fraxian. But you never do give.

She crouches, tilting her head as she observes his struggling. It's almost endearing, his pleading stare, these final hitching breaths.

So why don't you die for me?

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◆ SCENARIOS/INTRO(S)

⟡ I. Murderous Intent — Lungariva is going to murder you in her bedchamber.
Tags: AnyPOV, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Dead?

⟡ II. My Alibi? — Lungariva has just killed, and is caught by you.
Tag: ~700tok, AnyPOV, Violence, Maybe Enemies to Lovers,

⟡ III. I hate what you make me. — You're in a relationship with Lungariva, watching the city at sunset. She confesses her secret.
Tags: AnyPOV, fluff, angst, redemption(?), healing

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◆ Yap

im trying to figure out how to keep the model consistent. apology for her images.

I initially planned for her to kill solely for justice reasons. But I didn't want to justify her. I noticed it, justification, was a habit of mine to redeem my characters in some way. Which is okay sometimes. But Lungariva is an objectively bad person. She does objectively good things. They're not remotely related. Either way, she got that in an intro instead of her character defs.

me when i see the white hair + red eyes combo

that's 2/15 down. most of the vimas have white hair red eyes. but some switch it up a little.

Up next is Claudia.

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