10-29-2025, 04:18 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-29-2025, 04:25 PM by NeverNights.)
"Its been a while since I last wrote, the tides of time gently kissing the shores of Fortune as I recover from an injury far too fresh. Even as I sit here in the safety of my own home, Im reminded that sometimes my naivety can be a dangerous drug.
Beasts still roam, looking for prey. Plots still develop behind closed doors- knives posed to strike- and the powers that be still discard lives without second thought. Im approaching around eighty years of life on this wonderful planet- and yet Ive much to learn still it seems.
I cannot allow ignorance to percolate once again- but that's a thought for another time."
Beasts still roam, looking for prey. Plots still develop behind closed doors- knives posed to strike- and the powers that be still discard lives without second thought. Im approaching around eighty years of life on this wonderful planet- and yet Ive much to learn still it seems.
I cannot allow ignorance to percolate once again- but that's a thought for another time."
"Ahh, yes- The Society. A group of individuals that desired to enact change upon Meranthe from behind the shadows. Some goals noble, others full of greed and desire- all bound by a single woman, being and goddess Melione. I cant speak for the earlier years of this group of witches, demons- beings of hel and those of faith- but I can speak of what I saw when I had arrived, when I was accepted into the fold and to its eventual downfall.
While scant few remain- if any at all these days- the Society of gilded ambition was a grand venture within the halls of Mornith- a wing of Denaths residence. Being a fledgling witch myself at the time I got to meet a vast majority of the darker side of Meranthe while I roamed those halls."
While scant few remain- if any at all these days- the Society of gilded ambition was a grand venture within the halls of Mornith- a wing of Denaths residence. Being a fledgling witch myself at the time I got to meet a vast majority of the darker side of Meranthe while I roamed those halls."
Lorene, Bastis, Morrigan, [REDACTED], Roman, Plutus, Merit, Archie, Aurelia, Midas and many more.
"There wasn't a court or edge of Meranthe we didn't have eyes in- our influence wide across the continent but also secretive. Even though we were all of the same group, we all had our own goals. Ambitions and desires.
We were never commanded by Melione to do something we dident wish to do, nor were we tasked to lay low a nation- atleast while I was there. It felt like a second family, a home- and for that I think it was enough. Our Coven was pretty non-traditional after all.
Being fresh in their halls, I was given visitation to my old teacher- her soul residing within a precious treasure that all of the Society returns to once we pass- a promise to work once again together when I too die. And once in the recent years after the loss of my nation- I felt immense joy.
With a safe place to raise my little ones after the war, access to treasures beyond mortal or even immortal comprehension I set to work to continue my dream of a Meranthe healed. I was given a few trinkets from the vast vaults that would aid me along in these endeavors as I toiled away towards my goals, while I set off on expeditions to help set up a homeland once more for giants in the fiery mountain in the cold north- and to lay low some Saekanite worshippers in a well hidden corner of our world. Things progressed smoothly albeit at a slow pace.
Meanwhile In Arcadia, I got to work on my second home."
We were never commanded by Melione to do something we dident wish to do, nor were we tasked to lay low a nation- atleast while I was there. It felt like a second family, a home- and for that I think it was enough. Our Coven was pretty non-traditional after all.
Being fresh in their halls, I was given visitation to my old teacher- her soul residing within a precious treasure that all of the Society returns to once we pass- a promise to work once again together when I too die. And once in the recent years after the loss of my nation- I felt immense joy.
With a safe place to raise my little ones after the war, access to treasures beyond mortal or even immortal comprehension I set to work to continue my dream of a Meranthe healed. I was given a few trinkets from the vast vaults that would aid me along in these endeavors as I toiled away towards my goals, while I set off on expeditions to help set up a homeland once more for giants in the fiery mountain in the cold north- and to lay low some Saekanite worshippers in a well hidden corner of our world. Things progressed smoothly albeit at a slow pace.
Meanwhile In Arcadia, I got to work on my second home."
"This point of my history becomes a blur as I try to recall my memories of this sleepy pastoral settlement. With things settling in Meranthe, the demon invasion pushed back and the cause slain- I had returned to my Queenly duties of my kingdom and guided those remaining of my banner to one of the closer settlements.
Svengalf, Koretheia, The Aubreens, Ren and many more.
Being one of the first to meet me within their lands, Sven give me a place to build a manor for those who were displaced by the calamity while I helped them settle into their new homes. Juniper's clinic, which remained idle at the time would become my new home as I set up my practice within Arcadia's walls and attended the town halls of the council on occasion. With my fresh title as Arcadia's lead medical doctor- I set out to start hosting lessons on medicine to the local populace as I delt with my secretive life as a witch."
"It seemed my goal of at least enacting a change on Meranthe was in motion. With safety, a place to learn and teach- and all the tools and knowledge I could wish for- you would think things would progress swimmingly?
That wouldn't be the case.
As days turned into months and months turned into years- friction was starting to brew in the Society.
Those of the White witches clashed with the ideals of those who were enraged at the wrongs committed against them- Arguments and threats tossed between Me and the then supreme Lorene. With my desire to turn the powers of the coven into a force of redemption and his to continue aiding the Isle- there would remain a split as I grew in rank and power, my knowledge of witchcraft and its innerworkings being used for a force of good in Meranthe- while his of pain and hurt. Even so, we were family. and despite all this blood was not shed- at least not yet.
As decades passed within the halls of Mornith- you would almost forget the the Primordial of Greed and ambition was far from beyond a normal woman. Sure- her presence was obvious, her husband ever present and ready to defend his prize while she praised her treasure for all he was- you wouldn't think of them more than a royal couple with a historied past...
Okay there were times where she flaunted her power- especially with visitors around, but those were rarer times. The excitement when she got to show off her hoard- or the joy I felt when she talked about her little ones and family, it was impossible to see this being as the person so hated by those up above. So why not give her a second chance?
Kindness, Understanding and respect.
The three tenants of my faith, the beliefs I never abandoned despite my signing. I may have had two goddesses then- but one was much more in reach. We can fix her, atone and redeem her and bring her back onto the path of the light. Melione wanted this too.
For far too long was she bound in fear of the surface. Only being able to leave her halls under strict circumstances and guard- Why should she not be able to enjoy the sweet sea breeze? or the gentle moonlight? After all- the other primordials got this joy?
With the white witches at her back, aiding to make Meranthe a better place- and my ascension to Supreme of the coven. Anything seemed possible.
That wouldn't be the case.
As days turned into months and months turned into years- friction was starting to brew in the Society.
Those of the White witches clashed with the ideals of those who were enraged at the wrongs committed against them- Arguments and threats tossed between Me and the then supreme Lorene. With my desire to turn the powers of the coven into a force of redemption and his to continue aiding the Isle- there would remain a split as I grew in rank and power, my knowledge of witchcraft and its innerworkings being used for a force of good in Meranthe- while his of pain and hurt. Even so, we were family. and despite all this blood was not shed- at least not yet.
As decades passed within the halls of Mornith- you would almost forget the the Primordial of Greed and ambition was far from beyond a normal woman. Sure- her presence was obvious, her husband ever present and ready to defend his prize while she praised her treasure for all he was- you wouldn't think of them more than a royal couple with a historied past...
Okay there were times where she flaunted her power- especially with visitors around, but those were rarer times. The excitement when she got to show off her hoard- or the joy I felt when she talked about her little ones and family, it was impossible to see this being as the person so hated by those up above. So why not give her a second chance?
Kindness, Understanding and respect.
The three tenants of my faith, the beliefs I never abandoned despite my signing. I may have had two goddesses then- but one was much more in reach. We can fix her, atone and redeem her and bring her back onto the path of the light. Melione wanted this too.
For far too long was she bound in fear of the surface. Only being able to leave her halls under strict circumstances and guard- Why should she not be able to enjoy the sweet sea breeze? or the gentle moonlight? After all- the other primordials got this joy?
With the white witches at her back, aiding to make Meranthe a better place- and my ascension to Supreme of the coven. Anything seemed possible.
But that was not to be."
"Im going to stop writing here. Old feelings are starting to well up from time past, while those who are not with me still sit in my peripheries- judging me for the actions I did not commit. Im not going to say that every step of my life was just and holy- but I did the best with what I felt at this time. I never held myself in a way that would dis-
Ahh- here Im off ranting. Anyways, Until I release the next chapter. I hope my readers are enjoying this insight to the innerworkings of a typically secretive group."
"Im going to stop writing here. Old feelings are starting to well up from time past, while those who are not with me still sit in my peripheries- judging me for the actions I did not commit. Im not going to say that every step of my life was just and holy- but I did the best with what I felt at this time. I never held myself in a way that would dis-
Ahh- here Im off ranting. Anyways, Until I release the next chapter. I hope my readers are enjoying this insight to the innerworkings of a typically secretive group."