Fantasy Coven of Witches RP

[Wake]

Asola, one of the most renowned magical towns in the known world. Picturesque cottages and humble atliers where witches craft and sell their wares line the red cobblestone roads where robed men and women stroll. From a shimmer in the sky, Quertey, along with a few select members of his coven, dropped into the entrance of town, slowed by a conjured gust. After landing with the grace of one accustomed to such falls, he then inhaled deeply, pocketing a slip of parchment with a rune inscribed and resting his hands on his hips.
"Ah, the Asola air, the greatest in the world! You can practically smell the magic!" Quertey spoke mostly to himself, then turned to those accompanying him, "Well, lets get going! I absolutely adore shopping." He turned around with a sweeping gesture and began to make his way through the town with the disposition of a kid in a toy shop.

 

[doneanddusted]

Niya had been here before. When she was still part of a coven, her father would take her here to sell items.

I hope to God nobody here recognizes me. She thought, bringing her hand up to cover her mouth.

It was a futile attempt to conceal her identity. If only Niya could wear those masquerade masks... then she’d feel better about being here. Well, it wasn’t like she was forced to come here. Niya could have just as easily gone to other places. But Asola was such a well known town with such high quality products... it’d take a while for Niya to go to the next town like Asola. She didn’t have that sort of time to waste.

As Niya came out of the ink store with her new ink, she caught sight of a tall young man with hair so blonde it could almost be white. Of course, that was nothing to really make Niya care. She'd seen plenty of people with hair as glorious as that. But judging by his robes, this guy was a mage, and judging by his... interesting spectacles, this guy was a particular mage that had some significance. Niya had heard descriptions of such a man before. They called him Professor Kwurty. If you sifted through all the talk about the more mainstream covens, you might find talk of, first, his tendencies to go past his boundaries and make something destructive (or sometimes something spectacular), and second, of his tendency to... bend the law a bit. Apparently he was good teacher, they'd say, just not the kind they'd want to deal with. Well, this kind of person was exactly what Niya wanted. Something small, yet not too small. Moral, yet not too moral. Niya could learn all there was to learn, and move on if she didn't feel it was useful enough.

The moment Niya recognized the man, she grew excited. This was the perfect chance to join his cove! Without hesitation, the girl ran up to the man with a smile that by all means looked like it was trying to hold back a grin.

"You're Professor Kwurty, right?" She asked him. "I'm Niya Ki. I've heard about your little coven. Do you still accept students?"

Wake

 

[Marmalade Skye]

As the rest of the small group of his coven landed into the bustling magical city of Asola with grace, El stumbled two steps forward. He joined the covens ‘field trip’ for the sake of replenishing some parchment rolls, physostigma and artemisia seeds, and possibly a new knife or two. El glanced over to his white blonde companion, who looked like he was a child going to a carnival for the first time, and grinned.
“Ah Quertey, I’m not entirely sure that it’s magic you’re smelling,” he gestured to a nearby horse carriage on a main road. “Though I do agree. I thoroughly enjoy the shops here. And the fresh air.” Anyone who new El knew he practically lived in his place of practice. He even uses one of the few bedrolls in the room for patients after a longer day.
El watches as a short girl, with cropped blond hair and a dusting of freckles on her cheeks, approaches his bespectacled companion. The girl looked familiar, But he could not quite place who she was. He didn’t know many locals anyways. As the girl introduced herself to his covens resident professor, she made it clear that she was a student searching for a mentor which is why anyone would pick Quertey out in a crowd (other than his unique features). Quertey was pretty well known for his teaching as far as El was aware, bordering between whimsical and morally sound. Though El never requested to learn from the man, the rumors made him curious. Maybe one day he will.
“Oh? Is this a request to join our coven?” El asked Niya, beginning to remember where he recognized her from, but wanting to approach the subject subtly. “I believe you would have any choice of coven with your standing, right miss Ki?”
He has heard her man across town before and maybe seen her once, but he was almost certain she was part of a larger and more well standing coven.
doneanddusted
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[Wake]

Quertey leaned forward a bit, squinting through his spectacles at the girl, sizing her up as he listens to El speak.
"High standing huh..." He scratched his chin thinking, "Ki... Ki... I've heard that name before..." He murmured to himself, "Ah! I remember now! Some old family lineage famous for something or other right? Was it herbology, or perhaps potions...? Bah! I can't remember, doesn't matter anyway." He rested his hands in the pockets of his cloak, glancing at El.
"I'm sure Miss Niya here has her own reasons for wanting to join our humble little coven," He spoke, "Its been a while since we've taken in someone new anyway." He began walking, "Come along, you two, let's get going!"

 

[doneanddusted]

A skinny frail man with long black hair and a sort of foxy smile spoke up.

"Oh? Is this a request to join our coven?” He asked. "I believe you would have any choice of coven with your standing, right miss Ki?”

He knew her. Niya felt her face heat up a bit. Of course someone would recognize her. Someone always recognized her. Why'd she give her name? She should've called her Niya Lee or something. There were millions of Lee in the world. Ugh, what's done was done. Niya gave the man a small smile.

"And so I choose this one," she told him.

She looked back at Professor Kwerty.

"High standing huh..." He seemed to be in thought. "Ki... Ki... I've heard that name before..."

God- ughhhh...

"Ah! I remember now! Some old family lineage famous for something or other right? Was it herbology, or perhaps potions...?"

Magical items, actually. The Ki Family was known for being good at making all sorts of magical items, be it rune-engraved furniture, enchanted tools, or magical pens.

"Bah! I can't remember, doesn't matter anyway." Professor Kwurty said.

Those were words Niya had always wanted to hear... Her lineage didn't matter... The girl did everything she could to hide her joy. It worked... to a certain degree.

"I'm sure Miss Niya here has her own reasons for wanting to join our humble little coven," He said. "Its been a while since we've taken in someone new anyway. Come along, you two, let's get going!"

Wait... no, this was too easy. He shouldn't have let her in so easily... no, that wasn't just it. He seemed to think that all Niya wanted to do was to join the coven.

"Mister Sir, that wasn't what I meant," she said, running up to the childish man. "I'd like to be your student, sir, not just a coven member. Please."

 

[Shagranoz]

Cat took out her best cloak, a black number lined with fox fur. She had to go to a client's house tonight and summon a nature sprit to help their horses. Not exactly the kind of work the sorceress would remember, but she had been offered payment in gold. The witch walked down to the market, looking at the stalls. She still needed a few ritual implements- candles with the right color wax, offerings for the spirit, that sort of thing.

Kelly woke up, checking her little room and the small set of glassware she had set up. A few ounces of distilled starlight sat in one of her flasks, and she smiled with pride. Purifying intangible ingredients was always a tricky business for even the most experienced potionmakers- this was the first time she'd managed to get it right. Putting on a light blue dress, she went down to meet with Mistress Althea for breakfast.

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[Marmalade Skye]

El watched as Quertey and Niya discussed her background and interest in their particular guild. El really didn’t care who she was or where she was from. It didn’t hold any significance, unless she was some kind of criminal. More, he was curious about why she would take interest in their small collection of witches. She didn’t seem to enjoy the association with her family and old guild so he figured Quertey was right. No more prying, it’s enough that she is interested in being a student and potential member.
When Niya persisted with her interest in being Quertey student, El waved a hand over, motioning the short girl to follow.
“My apologies for offending, miss Ki. We would be happy for you to join us in shopping and give my friend here some time to decide. I’m Elwin, by the way. Call me El. I work with Quertey and just a heads up, he can be quite difficult, watch out,” he teased his companion, with no real malice.
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Wake

 

[iZie_b00]

As Althea prepared breakfast and other miscellaneous tasks for the morning, she noticed a new group of people in town. Great, more strangers she thought to herself. It’s not that she hates people, but she hates the fact that she doesn’t know of their intentions. Before doing anything else, Thea immediately grabbed her sacrificial dagger and tucked it into her boot. She can never be too careful right?

After preparing some breakfast oatmeal for herself and her fairly new apprentice Kelly, she refocused on the potion she was brewing from the other night. Thea walked towards the cauldron in the corner of the room and lifted its metal lid. Inside was a bright, but transparent orange liquid- it was a potion of healing for common injuries. Thea would begin to bottle this potion into a few average sized bottles to sell, but kept a portion of it and poured it into a smaller bottle that was made into a necklace. As Althea worked on this, her apprentice Kelly walked in with a look of accomplishment on her face.

“Good morning Kelly. Breakfast is prepared for you, and when you’re finished can you fill up the water bucket?” Thea asks as she directs Kelly’s attention towards the empty wooden pail next to the table. “And don’t forget to bring a knife with you. For protection. And I made a potion for you just in case you get into any trouble.” Thea now held up the necklace that contained the clear orange liquid.

Shagranoz

 

[Wake]

Quertey smiled at Niya, an expression one part kind and another mischievous, "Well, of course I don't take just anyone into my coven, you'll have to pass my test first. Perhaps it slipped my mind to tell you that? Ah, well, I'm sure you'll pass just fine!" He said, folding his hands behind his back.
Listening to El's comment, he chuckled, "Well, that's not particularly wrong, though I'd like to think I'm not too bad." He paused in town square, the center of Asola and most densely populated with a wide variety of stores.
"Anyway, shopping!" He fished through his pockets for a moment, searching for the little scroll where he wrote the shopping. "Ah... I'm sure it'll turn up in due time. Ink... and ingredients for the little ones to learn inkmaking... but what else?" Quertey scratched the back of his head when a little shop in the corner caught his eye, "Potions! We've never got too many of those." He strode into the store with a swift gait, very quickly absorbing himself with examining the bottled tinctures, looking at them closely through the thick lenses of his glasses.
"Excellent work," he muttered to himself, "Fine craftsmanship indeed."

 

[iZie_b00]

After her morning meal, Thea went to the shop and began looking through its inventory. "I should probably get more rosemary soon... That goes quick.." Thea lazily said to herself. It was a calm and quiet morning besides the faint sounds of the hustle and bustle outside. As she went to write some numbers down in a small book, she suddenly heard her shop door swing open and footsteps that followed. Thea's head swung up to see who it was, and what do you know, it was the stranger Althea saw in the street earlier that morning. He began studying her different tonics, and all Althea could think of was how much longer he would be. It was concerning her. This man was nearly a foot taller than Thea, and something odd stuck out to her about him. Maybe it was the glasses... but whatever it was made Thea incredibly anxious.

She internally sighed, 'Out of all of the shops, he chooses to walk into mine'. And then a worrying thought struck her, 'What if he's here with a purpose? Is he looking for me? No... Why me? He must be searching for Kelly.--' When he finally muttered something, it took Thea by surprise, "Excellent work. Fine craftsmanship indeed." Thea found this small comment as insulting. Her store and its merchandise were all looked over by Althea herself. Did this man expect anything but excellent?

"Thank you." She spat out, "I make the majority of them myself, the others are done by my apprentice. May I help you find something?" She was trying to get him out of her shop as soon as possible.

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[doneanddusted]

Professor K smiled at Niya.

"Well, of course I don't take just anyone into my coven," he said. "You'll have to pass my test first. Perhaps it slipped my mind to tell you that? Ah, well, I'm sure you'll pass just fine!"

Test? What kind of test? Niya found herself a bit nervous. Is it hard? Do I have to study? Is it dangerous?

Niya considered asking those questions, but people like the Professor were tricky. They were either actually as dumb as they acted, or extremely dangerous... And the Professor's reputation seemed to infer that he was the latter. Niya decided not to test his patience.

“My apologies for offending, Miss Ki. We would be happy for you to join us in shopping and give my friend here some time to decide." The skinny man waved his hand at Niya.

The girl gave him what she hoped looked like a respectful smile before coming to walk next to him.

"I’m Elwin, by the way," the man continued. "Call me El. I work with Kwurty and just a heads up: he can be quite difficult, watch out."

Difficult? El must've been referring to his... fluffiness. Niya watched as the Professor started mumbling to himself. She followed him when he strolled into a potion shop. Potions... Niya knew she'd eventually need to learn how to make those, with her plans to live for a long time and whatnot. For now, though, the most she could make was tea. Niya looked at all the bottles around her. Her hands itched. She wanted to break all of them. Would it hurt so much if she broke one-

"Thank you," someone said in voice dripping with hate.

Niya turned to see (someone shorter than her!) a young woman with a green hood. Who spit in her tea? The woman (who made herself to be the shopkeeper) spoke politely, but Niya still felt uncomfortable with her. She seemed to be the hot tempered type. Better not to do or say anything.

 

[Shagranoz]

Kelly ate her meal in silence- her relationship with Althea was virtually all professional. She nodded when her teacher gave her the potion. "Thank you, Mistress." She went and took the water bucket- it was going to be heavy when full, but since she'd never been good at conjuring water, she'd have to take it down to the creek and haul it back.

Forty minutes later, as she lugged the bucket back in the door, she saw Althea in conversation with a customer. She only knew the professor by reputation, but it couldn't be anyone other than the eccentric wizard. "Glad to see you, professor. If you don't see what you're looking for, Mistress Althea and I could certainly brew it for you."

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[Marmalade Skye]

Quertey, as per usual, started his joyous monologue while looking through the potions. The way things were going, they could be there for a few hours. El on the other hand had very little use for potions. His magic and understanding of herbal remedies limited that need, however he did have a couple particular items he could stock up on while he was here.
Quertey was approached by the potion maker and her apprentice, and El let out a short chuckle at the silver haired woman’s passive aggressive tone. Had Quertey seemed condescending? Ignoring the odd tension that the short potion maker created, El looked to her and the younger apprentice, thinking of what he might need.
“I believe the potions here are truly impressive. It was the right store to choose. Do you happen to have any eastern phytolacca essence or anything containing astragalus root? Also I am in search of physostigma and artemisia seeds, though this might not be the right place for them.” They were not very usual but fantastic materials for a magic wielding physician. He could easily grow the phytolacca himself but the distilling process was a pain. He leaned towards Quertey and Niya, with a grin.
“And as for payment, the bespectacled gentleman has me covered,” El joked, though hoped just a little that his companion would comply.
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Shagranoz

 

[Wake]

Quertey startled a bit at Theya's words, jarred as he typically is when pulled from his thoughts.
"Oh, pardon me." He said, giving her a small respectful bow. "I've never had a hand for potion-making, so I quite admire seeing craftsmanship of this level." He raised his eyebrows in a faintly dejected expression, "Perhaps I'm unwelcome here...?"
At the sound of the young apprentice approaching from behind, Quertey turned about-face to look at her, "Hello there, miss. Have we met?" He asked, "Ah, never mind that, I can't quite remember what we're short on. I suppose there's no harm in picking up some medicine. There's always need some need for it back home after all, would you mind terribly showing me around?"
Listening to El, he tossed a small coin purse in his direction, "Here's your share, try not to spend it at once."

 

[iZie_b00]

Althea contently listened to the praise, and when the professor asked if he was unwelcome, she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, "Don't be ridiculous, I surely can't afford to turn away any kind of customer. All are welcome." After giving the professor a hard look of suspicion, Thea stated, "My apprentice shall give you a tour of the shop."

"As for you," Thea turned her direction to Elwin, " I can help you with what you require." However, Thea hadn't taken a trip for herbs in a while as she was too busy helping Kelly with her lessons. "Actually..." She couldn't believe she was about to tarnish her pride in front of these complete strangers, especially after they just complimented her craft. "There may not be many herbs available, seeing as I have failed to restock, so I apologize if you do not find what you need." Althea gestured to El to follow her and led him deeper into the shop that held the numerous amounts of herbs. They were all in small leather pouches with a small tag stating its contents. Unfortunately for Thea, the number of pouches available seemed miniscule in her eyes. She crossed her arms in preparation for what he would have to say about the herbs in her small shop.

 

[Uasal]

Clair O'Reilly

Clair had arrived in Asola quite sometime before her companions due to some business that needed attending to. Said business was pretty minor in nature, a few papers needed signing and coven activity needed reporting, just basic stuff really. Trivial yet necessary. It wasn't easy being held responsible for both the actions of Querty and El and it sure as hell wasn't getting any easier as time progressed. None the less Clair enjoyed her work and was happy to stand before her higher-ups and defend the actions of those she came to call her friends.

With everything sorted and everything was smoothed out Clair made her through the town in quite a cheery manner. The woman was practically skipping down the streets and her actions caught the attention of pretty much anyone she came to pass. The woman was quite something to behold. Her green hair shone in a spectacular fashion when exposed to light, her eyes very much as emerald green as her hair twinkled childishly whenever they found themselves casting view upon an object of interest, her body was almost masterfully crafted and her choice of clothing left little to the imagination and did nothing to conceal her identity as a witch at all. And to top it all of her smile was always ever cheerful, the woman brought a feeling of joy to most she passed. She was almost like a bold child on her way to a candy shop.

Yep, that was Clair. The ever so cheerful Clair. The very Clair who held the title and position of Disciplinary Head within the Querty's Coven. The Star Gazer, master of the celestial. Yep, that was her alright.

In time Clair managed to locate her companions, the group was holed up within a potion shop of sorts. The group had a few extras tagging along, three to be precise. One seemed to be practically hugging the leg of Querty while the other two seemed to be attendants to the shop itself. With a curious smile morphing to that of a mischievous one, Clair made her move. In one swift and well-executed motion, Clair both entered the shop and lept upon the back of the girl closest to Querty. Holding herself loosely in place by clutching the girl's shoulders. Of course, Clair was taller than the girl so it was more as though Clair was leaning on Niya as opposed to mounting her but then again it was more the shock factor Clair was interested in.

With her appearance clearly obvious by now, Clair let out a whine "Nathaniel.....! I'm hungry......!"
Wake Marmalade Skye doneanddusted

 

[doneanddusted]

Words were exchanged or something... Niya wasn't paying much attention. It seemed that a younger girl had come up. The shopkeeper's apprentice? She acted much friendlier... At some point El smiled at her, and at some point Kwurty gave him money. Money? Did members of this coven get allowance?? The shopkeeper went to lead El away. Niya decided to follow Professor Kwurty to get a better sense of who he was. As Niya was just about to move, something jumped on top of her. The girl let out a squeal.

"Nathaniel!!!" her attacker whined. "I'm hungry!"

Niya squirmed just a bit to subtly send the message that she was a bit uncomfortable. She didn't do anything more (truth be told she was more flustered than anything). She didn't know enough about this person to risk offending. She turned her head to look at whoever was behind, but she couldn't see much with the person practically laying on top of her. Niya looked up at Kwurty, less to ask for help and more to see how'd he reply.

 

[Wake]

At the noise, Quertey turned and grinned brightly upon meeting Clair's eye, "Oh, Clair! I was wondering when you'd pop up." He greeted her with a chipper tone, "Didn't you eat this morning? I'll buy you something once we finish up here." He glanced briefly between her and Kelly, "Speaking of, you don't happen to remember what potions we need for the coven, do you? I've misplaced the shopping list." Quertey smiled just a bit sheepishly at his mistake. "Also, would you mind terribly unhanding that young miss? I'm considering her as a student and would rather not scare her away quite so quickly." He said in a light, halfway teasing tone.

 

[Marmalade Skye]

When Althea lead El into the herbal room, he was prepared for a minuscule amount of herbal options. This wasn’t the case. Most potionmakers carry the bare essentials. While Althea’s collection was a little lacking currently, it was still more thorough then he was used to getting from a shop like this. El leaned in to search for each herb on his list. It would save him some Harvesting trips. He gave the shorter woman a bright smile.
“I think I see most of everything I need. And I would love to return when you’re in full stock. Travelling for raw ingredients can be a bit difficult for me, and I’m on bad terms with most of the traders.” El grinned sheepishly. He held up a few pouches. Before he could continue, he heard a very familiar voice followed by a squeal. El looked out into the potions area and called out.
“Ah, the Celestial looker has arrived!!” He paused, rubbing his chin. “Or was it the planet watcher?” He Asked, jokingly. His green haired companion has arrived and was now harassing the poor unsuspecting Niya. Her flirting was, as always, bold and over the top.
Turning towards Althea, he offered an introduction to hopefully have their coven on good terms with this potionmaker and her shop. “I am Elwin by the way. Call me El. I’m the professors coven physician. The woman who came in is Clair, our favorite resident killjoy, and Head of Disciplinary Action. And I’m hoping to come again at some point soon.”
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Uasal
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[iZie_b00]

Thea waited for the man to laugh, or mock her... or anything else than what he actually did. She hadn't gone to other potion maker's shops, so her expectations for herself were always high. However, he said something that concerned her, "... and I'm on bad terms with most traders." Why was that? Did he or his coven break the rules of witchcraft? The fact that Thea still knew nothing about the people currently in her store left her uneasy. Usually, Kelly would handle the customers, and Thea wouldn't need to participate in all this social interaction. After all, Althea evidently wasn't the best at leaving a good impression on others, which was horrible for business.

Suddenly, Althea heard a new voice enter her store. A very bubbly, and feminine voice. Thea whipped around to see who it was, and she was not prepared for what she saw next. Her jaw dropped at the sight. Standing atop the girl closest to Thea's height, was a... very mature looking woman. She practically wore a bikini! Althea was too shocked by her appearance to show even a hint of disapproval, but Thea did know one thing for sure. She would never let herself be caught dead in an outfit like hers. She was speechless to say the least. Althea grew up as an extremely modest person. That's mainly why she always wears a cloak around her clothing. She couldn't stand the attention she received if she wore anything else. Thea was not a flirt at all, but it seemed this woman certainly was. However, Thea did admired the lady's green hair. She thought it looked very appealing, and different.

The man next to her pulled her out of her short state of shock. "Ah, the Celestial looker has arrived!! Or was it the planet watcher?"
Well, which one was it? Thea thought to herself. Was he making a joke or being sarcastic? Thea missed the point in her life where everyone else learned about jokes and sarcasm, so to make her even laugh would be a feat.

The man then introduced himself as Elwin, a physician, and the other woman as Clair, the Head of Disciplinary Action. Hm, so they seem to be on good terms with the authorities... They seem reliable enough to teach Kelly a thing or two about other crafts, Thea wondered. Wait, they were waiting for her to say something now. "C-call me Althea, or Thea, whichever you prefer." She quickly stammered, "As long as you don't destroy my shop, you're always welcome here, but I must ask. Would you mind if my apprentice would shadow you're coven? Or if I were to shadow you... Mister El? I would love to learn from an actual physician and not a book. Plus, I want my apprentice, Kelly, to learn more than what I can provide for her."

 

[Uasal]

Clair was overjoyed when Niya provided her with the reaction she desired, a squeal and squirm. An entertaining combination that sated Clair's appetite for mischief and filled her heart with joy and the room with her laughter. This girl was most certainly entertaining and that was worth a lot in Clair's eyes. When Nathaniel had finished his piece Clair pushed herself up and off of Niya before taking her place beside the professor, pausing ever so slightly to think on what he had asked of her.

Within seconds Clair's smile grew and she turned to face the professor with eyes full of zest "Hmm, I believe we need several elixirs... Magica, Elderberry, Spectral.... and of course If you're thinking of teaching that class on the ethereal planes you're going to want to stock up on a few water breathing potions. That is to combat the suffocating feeling such a magic an have on a witch. And... yep that should be it!"

When Clair was sure she had everything checked off she heard the all too familiar voice of El call out to her in a half-mocking kind of way. With a soft and delicate tone, Clair responded "Your wit is constantly evolving El, I haven't heard you pull that trick in maybe four hours now! Well done". During her little piece, Clair shot Niya a smile and offered her a hand to shake "The name's Clair, Clair O'Reilly. I'm the Head of Discipline within our little coven. If you plan on becoming a member I trust you have all the papers in order correct?"
Wake iZie_b00 Marmalade Skye doneanddusted

 

[doneanddusted]

There was more exchange about herbs and potions that Niya had little interest in.

“Ah, the Celestial Looker has arrived!” El said. “Or was it the Planet Watcher?”

Celestial Looker... Planet Watcher... Niya felt like she’d heard of something like that before. The weight behind her came off, and Niya turned to see who’d jumped on her. Her eyes widened.

Oh my god it’s the Celestial Watcher!!!

The green haired, green eyed mage took her stand next to Kaptain Kwurty.

The Celestial Watcher touched me.

Everyone from Niya’s old coven knew who Clair O’Reilly was. The star-magic prodigy went further beyond just being able to read the future; she could read the runes in the sky. She along with a few others were the pride of Niya’s coven... only she’d left a few years ago to do her own thing. And now, here she stood, saying things that Niya, being too starstruck, couldn’t hear.

“... I trust you have all the papers in order, correct?”

Wait... papers? For writing runes? Wait no, maybe it was for switching covens. Or maybe she wanted her to join a cult??? No, no, she was probably talking about switching covens.

“Yes,” Niya replied, hoping that that was the correct answer.

I’m talking to the Celestial Watcher.

Oh, she was holding out her hand. Niya shook it.

I’m shaking the Celestial Watcher’s hand.

 

[Marmalade Skye]

El easedropped on his two companions (maybe three now?) for a moment, and smiled in satisfaction when Clair reacted to his teasing. He had plenty of those nicknames and has used them ever since he found out what the green haired woman called herself.
“Thank you sky stalker! I take great pride in my work, and you have always been my favorite audience member.” He added a little bow for dramatic affect before bringing his attention back to the woman in the green cloak who had given El her name. He chuckled when she told him not to destroy her shop. She must be worried since he mentioned having issues with the herb traders. Her request to shadow him took El by surprise. If she meant the coven in general, then the one she should be talking to was Quertey. El wasn’t used to taking other people under his wing.
“I’m sure our coven would enjoy your presence if you feel you or your apprentice have anything to learn from us. The young lady you have with you would benefit from working with Quertey. And I will always take in anyone who has an open mind, though my approach is a little more hands on than most are comfortable with.”
El said the last bit in a quieter voice. He knew he shouldn’t be encouraging anyone to practice his methods. They were not necessarily strictly taboo but definitely on the edge of it. Clair would have his head.
“If you don’t mind me asking, Althea, how long have you been practicing with potions? You’re skilled and I might have a request in the near future.”

 

[iZie_b00]

The way El spoke of his methods made Thea hesitant, but he mentioned someone by the name of Quertey. Apparently he was the head of the coven and responsible for coven recruits. Judging by the way he led the group and interacted with the others, Quertey must've been the tall man with glasses who seemingly forgot his shopping list.

Thea could depict that El and Clair were very playful characters in this coven, but many of the things El said since she met him still left her suspicious. Perhaps it wasn't the wisest idea to associate herself with these people. After all, she's just met them and knows practically nothing about them. "Very well." Thea began to direct her attention towards her apprentice, "I'll leave the decision up to Kelly, let her decide how she wants to continue her training."

As to how long Althea has been practicing with potions, she couldn't remember exactly when she first started. The idea of creating magical mixtures had always fascinated her since she was little, so even when she was in a coven she focused heavily on the ideas of potion making. "Thank you, I suppose I have been practicing my craft since I joined a coven when I was young, and kept on perfecting and experimenting with it ever since I left."

 

[Shagranoz]

"Medicines? We have all kinds, professor, what do you need? Antidotes, fever cures, something for your mood?" Kelly was in her element- she'd learned a lot about potionbrewing from Althea, and picked up a few tips on sales as well. "If you're interested, we have several more traditional elixirs as well- transformationals and transmutationals, that sort of thing." She had a little pep in her voice, as she always did when she had a customer. Life was good.