[ without her magick, merrin is naturally quick to gravitate to the over-exaggerated half-truths and hyperboles of the sellers. they promise her means to amplify her power as a witch, to grant her great power, and though she is wary she is also in need. the magick of the nightsisters is all she has left of her clan, of her family, and to lose it brings heartache.
the seller offers her a small vial, liquid a dark shade of violet, promised to grant her great power. it is only a sample, and should she want more she will need to pay. merrin makes her way out of the market and finds a small rest area to sit at, vial carefully turned in her hands. her expression is pursed as she debates whether or not to take it. there is inherit risk that could bring her power, but at what cost? she is not sure how desperate she is and there is no one she knows that she can ask about it. ]
bonding - female characters only
[ the discussion of bonding given by the coven is nothing bewildering to her. though they were not of the same blood, the nightsisters bonded together as a clan through their shared connection to dathomir. the darkness of the world that granted them their magick was their connection and kinship, and together they were all the more powerful.
those seeking bonds, even temporary in nature, were offered potions. though she is hesitant to make requests to strangers, the compulsion to cast spells she is unfamiliar with has already come over her a couple times. she must adapt and she must gain power to survive.
dressed with her full robes and hood over her head, merrin hunts throughout the night to test her new gifts. when she comes across another woman doing the same she watches them, waits until they are unoccupied, and approaches from behind. her voice is weighed with caution, but she speaks slow and clear to be heard proper. ]
I seek your aid, should you have a moment to hear a witch's request.
Merrin | Star Wars
[ without her magick, merrin is naturally quick to gravitate to the over-exaggerated half-truths and hyperboles of the sellers. they promise her means to amplify her power as a witch, to grant her great power, and though she is wary she is also in need. the magick of the nightsisters is all she has left of her clan, of her family, and to lose it brings heartache.
the seller offers her a small vial, liquid a dark shade of violet, promised to grant her great power. it is only a sample, and should she want more she will need to pay. merrin makes her way out of the market and finds a small rest area to sit at, vial carefully turned in her hands. her expression is pursed as she debates whether or not to take it. there is inherit risk that could bring her power, but at what cost? she is not sure how desperate she is and there is no one she knows that she can ask about it. ]
bonding - female characters only
[ the discussion of bonding given by the coven is nothing bewildering to her. though they were not of the same blood, the nightsisters bonded together as a clan through their shared connection to dathomir. the darkness of the world that granted them their magick was their connection and kinship, and together they were all the more powerful.
those seeking bonds, even temporary in nature, were offered potions. though she is hesitant to make requests to strangers, the compulsion to cast spells she is unfamiliar with has already come over her a couple times. she must adapt and she must gain power to survive.
dressed with her full robes and hood over her head, merrin hunts throughout the night to test her new gifts. when she comes across another woman doing the same she watches them, waits until they are unoccupied, and approaches from behind. her voice is weighed with caution, but she speaks slow and clear to be heard proper. ]
I seek your aid, should you have a moment to hear a witch's request.