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isa mahri

she who resides within the deep, far beyond the thicket

'certainly, this world is full of sadness caused by separation and loss. to escape that sadness, people pray to the gods and ask for the power to withstand their sadness, believing it to be a test. in other words, a human's life is a journey, searching for a way to withstand sadness. in that case, a witch who could revive all things would be freed from all sadness in the world. simply put, that would mean eternal bliss...'

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Rules

i. preferably be 21+, characters younger than that are fine, with the caveat that our interactions will vary heavily due to that.ii. no tolerance for misogyny, anti-LGBT ideology, racism, ableism, fatphobia, anti-indigenous attitudes, or zionism.iii. zero interest with interacting with anyone who uses gen AI assets/usage of chatgpt or derivatives, you can and should do better. create your own work.

writing style

i love all manner of rp, including dark/mature subjects/occult/etc. i do my best to match the length/style of my partner but given my own choice i love para/multi-paragraph interactions. i'm happy to do short-term interactions and one-offs, but i have a preference for longer-term connections and story-line brainstorming. i tend to be lore-flexible as well, if such things are a concern. things are more fun that way.i try to avoid interactions with wol, msq characters (or adjacent: Ascians/Ancients, etc.), sol9 and "modern" characters.voidsent/ashkin/etc. are totally fine, hit me up.erp-only hookups are a no-go, find that elsewhere, please. otherwise, it's a long-term/story-permitting type of deal.

Communication

I highly value open communication. If there's ever any issues or concerns, please send a tell! It's always better to communicate issues than not. We're all adults (hopefully), and there's a measure of respect everyone deserves.if i happen to not be tagged and you'd still like to brainstorm or set up a scene, don't hesitate to send a tell also. i'm likely just idling anyway.I'm also happy to share Mare codes (whatever replaces it) if the vibes are pleasant, and discord for future brainstorming if the interest is there. i have several alts that i also rp on regularly as well!

Writer

i have other characters also!

personality

warm. kind. motherly. ominous. a guiding hand, as elder witches should be. a comforting support against the horrid weight of the world. a sharpness amidst that all-encompassing warmth. over-familiar, needy, insistent. a palpable confidence in every word, every action. wise beyond her years, and beyond yours. drawn to magicks and its practitioners, difficult to tell where the simple kindness ends and the adoration begins. flighty, has occasional habit for speaking in metaphor. doesn't forget much, can be trusted with a secret, surely.

One with the Wood

to be a witch is to bear a burdensome duality. the weight of the collective adoration and fears of the common people upon ones own back.
'a sorceress of the wood performs miracles of magic, commit to acts of alchemical creation that rival modern masters of the art, keep all manner of demonic entities and curses at bay. pay her in coin, serve her your spoils, grant her the blessings of harvest. we shall preserve her as she has preserved us.'
'a sorceress of the wood commits atrocities of the arcane that spit in the eyes of the divine, summons the very aberrations that torment our families, blight us with plague and disease under the convenient guise of protection. she does not spare the men, the sickly, the women, the children in her lust for power, ubiquity. shower her in fire, strike her down with silver, string her up by the hands and gag the mouth, she cannot cast a hex without them. we will damn her as she has damned us.'
the Twelveswood is home to many ancient things, far beyond common understanding. thick canopies and paths never tread upon, ruins of bygone histories, practitioners of bizarre magicks.Isa is but one simple woman, with a cottage tucked deep in the forest. she smells of teakwood, leather, and wet soil. she brims with life, she walks with death. spirits must follow her, the way her presence can beget a chill.she is pleased to meet you, pray that you do not come to regret such introductions.

Lotions, potions

You've approached every chirurgeon and yet not a single one had an answer for that persistent aflliction, a wound that simply refuses to heal, a chill that continues to creep along your spine. a whisper reaches you: a woman of the forest peddling all manner of alchemical creations. witches are well known for selling their creations, their services, provided one can pay the price they set. a price that is not always measured in coin.

Hushed Words

her lips move, yet she speaks to empty air. perhaps she is communing with something unseen, a supernatural force you are merely unable to perceive? or her mind has left her, too much time in the old wood takes such a toll on its denizens. either way, it seems the discussion is becoming rather... spirited.

scrying eyes

you've been burdened with the feeling that you're being watched for days now. a shadow in your periphery, a set of eyes that you can sense upon you yet can't seem to locate. she is somewhere mundane: selling her wares at a market, foraging at the roadside. a brief glance at you, and the pressure returns. has she had her eye on you?

sullied hands

it's simple really, a witch is a being steeped in the occult. old, forgotten magicks, hands that can reach where others cannot even begin to fathom. she can readily be a conduit for which the fabric of this world and the next may coalesce.you need only tap her shoulder, and be polite.