Recent content by Asuego 'Susanna'

Asuego is a prolific witch from Laggend Bog. Old and wizened, she knows many things, but she's not too well adapted for yer normal rp. She's more like an important side character, a guide, a nemesis. The witch that lures, curses or helps the protagonist, in this case...your character. Asuego is...

» And the kings know it, « chuckled the old witch. She now wondered how much those folktales were wishful thinking. » Of course,« she returned to take the cup and fill, and as the milk was already acquired, she added that aswell. The cup was filled almost to the rim before the cutter-witch...

»Admirable, « she nodded her head, finishing her cup. » Only the peasant praise the herders as equal to kings in folktale and song. « She put the cup down before serving herself another as she walked back to the hot stove with the brew. » Oh if only, « at that point the stains on the table...

»And what of it? « He repeated again. »The daughter ran off, simple as that.« »Wasn't the woman colluding with witches? « »It was a witch she ran off with! The heiress cursed Grimere when she ran off with that good for nothing eloper, that much is clear! « The woman chuckled, though it was...

Azlat Ushus Alysandra Mendrev Asuego was very pleased hearing the gentle sound of her, albeit far removed, but still dearly cherished Alysandra. The caress from Ceres came with a surprise. Oh, how could you do when these kids are out and about seeking their own thrills? It's better she caught...

»Alysandra, « Asuego beckoned with her outstretched hand for the lass to come. She wouldn't have thought it at first. But the silver glimmer of her eyes when met at the crossroads between the darkness and was easily recognisable. And the voice, it's hard to forget something close to one's...

The inn was quiet, engulfed in a gloom that battled for dominance with the warm fire from the kitchen and the candles that sat upon every table and shelf. Asuego, who made herself cosy inside, took her mug of tea and slithered towards a dusky corner, where even her complete snow-like visage...

Fallowed fields were rummaged through by famished pigs and cows with scars upon their flanks. Barely a crop was left intact as if the farmers left in a hurry. Even the forests in the distance, far beyond the arable land appeared dull and lifelessly brown, barely able to hide a looming keep that...

Asuego let out a light chuckle after she sipped some of her tea. » Know your cows, do you? Diaphana is not quite keen of strangers, I suspect you work with cattle regularly? « » I've lived here longer than the villages around here have stood, « the witch took another sip from her tea, closing...

»Diaphana is a splendid cow, is she not? Leave some aside for the cat. « Hinted the witch as she set down the finished cup of charrbush tea and a herbal infusion for herself. » Now, tell me, what corner of Arethil do you hail from?«

Asuego leaned over to Coyote before lightly kicking a bucket so it clang throughout the room. » The cow's outside at the back of the house. «

The elder witch chuckled, » Worry not, Ardomma is harmless. « » I AM NOT HARMLESS, I AM THE MIGHTY ARDOMMA! « Asuego slapped the door on the stove before pouring the boiling water in some tea can before reaching foi a jar with cut up root bits and tossing a fair share of them into the cup. »...

» I am Susanna Kiamast, your friendly neighbourhood cutter-witch.« Cutter-witches, everyone needs them yet everyone hates them. A task so morally apprehensive that the girl down-street who urgently begged you to perform the removal of the unwanted...would still burn you at the stake. There ain't...

» Such is the nature of Ardomma, but please, stay if you will. Rarely do I get company that is here without utilitarian needs. « The white witch mused, walking inside her cottage. » Want some tea perhaps? «

The white witch chuckled, » indeed, this is my home you are standing in. I assume you've already met with Ardomma, who no doubt invited you in.«