Rikvi Farseer made her way to the infirmary. Every so often she had to stop and wait for the visions to stop crowding so close, or for Raven’s wings to part enough that she knew where she was putting one foot in front of the other. It was mostly okay, as long as she kept […]
Rikvi’s report is done in her own, crisp hand–but thoroughly notated by her assistant Ceridwen. My apologies for the lateness of this report, Commander. I won’t make excuses–we know how I am by now. I had the….pleasure? Of meeting with Maya in the Reach. It wasn’t entirely a random encounter; Raven tugged at my feet […]
Rikvi’s desk is arranged with rigid precision, yet for all of that, it feels chaotic. There isn’t an uncovered inch, and in fact, the books and notes have spread onto half of her student’s desk as well. But the necromancer herself is absent. The magic ripples before slowly settling in the wake of a portal […]
Tove glanced out across the wind-sculpted snow and frowned. Everything about the Bjora Marches set her on edge, akin to catching a whiff of rot at random intervals. Or perhaps that was exactly what was happening. It was hard to tell, sometimes. “How do you intend to study the Boneskinners?” Rikvi shifted restlessly from one […]
As soon as Tove walked out of sight of the others, she fell to her knees and vomited bile and blood. Anaphora curled her neck over Tove worriedly, whuffling into her hair. Tove reached up and gave the skyscale a pat. “You are as bad as your mate, almost,” said a low voice. Tove would […]
Tove actually spends the night sensibly. She finds friends among the other Vigil, and retires to her tent with company. It is, at least, possible to get some rest. It’s the first real sleep she’s had in days. — Brigid has come up with the relief crew. She is happy with this assignment because it […]
((SPOILERS FOR THE NEW STORY CHAPTER. SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS. In the absence of concrete lore this is all wild conjecture and I’m just making shit up. Also, Tuuli is my husband’s character.)) . . . . . . Three women stood in a large lab within the Priory. A fourth sat on a stool nearby, taking […]
((Very mild??? current LS spoilers)) “What is it you’re even taking, Rikvi?” Tove crouched next to her cousin, head cocked. Surely there was some reason the Necromancer was sitting on the floor in a remote corner of the Forge? She could often be seen staring off into space, but this was…a strange sort of staring […]
((Living Story spoilers.)) “Well, this looks bad.” Tove surveyed her assortment of scouts and strays and shook her head. A brandstorm had driven herself, another couple of scouts, and a few Priory researchers halfway up a mountainside, and now they milled together absently. Command settled across her shoulders like a coat forgotten in the back […]
Tove emerged from a secluded little grotto, muttering curses under her breath. “Communicating with spirits is obnoxious. How do you put up with it?” Rikvi was quiet for a full minute before she answered. “Communicating with me is obnoxious. How do you put up with it?” Tove put her hands on her hips. “I’m used […]
Tove managed, somehow, to sprawl in the chair across from Ambrosine’s desk. “I just hate leaving you right now.” Ambrosine snorted softly. “I’m fine, just off field duty. Unless someone comes crawling in on death’s door–again–I can handle anything here. Jin’s on hand and if I need anything major, I’ll call in Mina. Riathan is […]
Rikvi walked into Riathan’s office and took a deep breath. She had tried scrying in her office at the Priory and gotten nothing. All the tools in the world couldn’t forge a connection. But this…yes, this would do. She felt around in her pouches for what she needed. No, not the scrying bowl. Nor the […]
He’s Not Lost We Just Don’t Know That One Of Us Knows Where He IsAnd Then When We Do Know That, We Don’t Know Where She IsSo Basically Everything Tove Learns is UselessBut He’s Probably Not Dead!Maybe. Tove meant to peek into Rikvi’s office with care. It wouldn’t do to interrupt a necromantic ritual or Wolf […]
((Note: This journal is intended to alter what actually happened last night–please assume THIS is what was actually revealed. Thanks! :D)) Rikvi Farseer–Priory Scholar, Necromancer, Child of Raven, Herald of Death, Seer Of Many Roads–was neck deep in edits for her latest paper. (Which was to say that her apprentice, Ceridwen, was wielding a red […]
Awakened corpses lay scattered at Rikvi’s feet. The necromancer let the tip of her greatsword rest against the ground as she tried to catch her breath. “That’s what, twenty today?” Tove jumped down from the rock ledge she’d chosen as her murder-perch. No small number of bodies on the ground were feathered by her arrows. […]
There should have been more than three of them at the site. Any expedition in Lornar’s Pass was at risk from dredge, pirates, grawl, and other hazards. But time was of the essence, and hands were in short supply…. Ambrosine had chosen a ridge above the excavation as her sentry point. She wasn’t worried about […]
“Rikvi!” Brigid exclaimed as soon as she opened the door to the work room. “Ceridwen! I thought you’d want to know about the weird stuff we saw today!” Rikvi just turned and blinked owlishly. She didn’t even muster a hello, just…stared. Her various trains of thought collided and left her brain a tangle of math […]
Sometimes people come to me because they know I can see the future. Problem is that my visions are nothing like that. Not usually. I am always afraid when it is. When I wake up sweating with blood on my tongue, unaware I’d even been asleep, and some portent heavy on my eyes… But that […]
Rikvi set a small stack of papers on Ceridwen’s desk. “Please check this calculation for me.” The sylvari looked at the papers, then back to her mentor. “That’s one calculation? As in, a singular work?” “Hence why I said ‘this calculation’ and not ‘these calculations’, yes.” Rikvi turned and walked away, leaving Cer to look […]