Threyn is sat behind a table in the town square to possibly recruit new people for the Ravenwood Academy. Sat upright in a nicely fitted gothic uniform, the dark clothes contrast beautifully with her white hair. There’s a banner that reads [Make magic happen with your hands].
Threyn Ravenwood
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"No magic without control." 63 y/o elf | Master of various forms of manipulation magic Lesbian writer and muse N/SFW RP MDNI
// Sorry for being so spotty on here! // Still not used to rping on here, and while this account is also for lewd rp, I tend to go to another account on a different platform for that, and my brain has been in that space for RP mainly 😅
Threyn is looking at a set of lingerie she bought. “How do I put this on…” There were a lot of straps to the design, so she was stood there, naked, pondering it intensely.
“Yes, my summons can also be partial and still move autonomously… and they can be based on anatomy…” Threyn looks suspiciously at the reader because of those questions. “Why do you ask…?” Her eyes narrow quite a bit, her cheeks a very subtle shade of red. She knows where this is going.
// I am so sorry for disappearing, got sick during the holidays! // I’ll try to be more present again!
Threyn has been experimenting with alchemy, and it seems she’s made a truth potion! Commented questions about her might also be answered.
// Fun fact: I have a bit of a weakness for tieflings x3
// I’m out here wishing I had the money to commission art of at least 3 of my D&D characters and also of Threyn lmao // Maybe next month
Threyn’s eyes widened at the sight of the mage’s death, but there was surprisingly little duress from seeing such an experience… The look in her eyes seemed to have a hint of… recognition. Shortly thereafter Threyn would cut the connection. “I apologize for my intrusion… and your experience…” —
That piece, she did not entirely mean to give, it was meant to be just a glance of that encounter... but the sudden opening of the damn clearly made Threyn dive deeper than Kai had originally planned. 'Interesting... you are insanely adept, you make my enchantments look amatur.'
As the bridge was established, Kai might be surprised that, while able to communicate, there was not a single glimpse into Threyn’s mind. It became apparent that, despite how casually she cast it with no perceivable flux in the flow of magic around her, she prodded quite deep. Perhaps expected—
-- nearly identifical to being kissed on the cheek. Kai certainly did try to live up to her name, but this mage? She could easily become her match with a few more years of gap... It was so exciting that Kai's face physically turned red.. blushing, excitement, joy? It was hard to tell.
“Oh… I may be powerful but… Lady Ravenwood is my mother…” Threyn spoke softly, though she was clearly not used to being asked about herself. “It’s… You’re not intimidating… I’m just… not good with people…” Those words had a core of truth, but there was definitely more to it. —
-- The wisdom it would require to formulate her words to sound anything but straight forward. Kai had honestly only half taken this job for the research, the rest of it was to attempt to understand the Ravenwood adventuring guild better.
“The carriage has transported ink vials in the same trunk armor… it should be fine…” As a famous mage herself, it might be surprising how seemingly timid Threyn was. Gaze fixated on the floor or the view outside, voice soft, she could be confused for a member of the manor’s staff if she hadn’t—
-- creature she ran across. Which may have partly been the reason she was so hard to find. After all, she was a very well known 'mad mage' by many corners of the world. " I certainly hope the bumpiness of this carriage doesn't cause any of my containers to crack... "
"We've... had complaints about the path to the manor... They say it's too eerie, but I find it comforting..." Threyn's voice was soft as she looked out of the carriage's window, hands in her lap. She was relieved that (Y/N) came with her, it took quite some effort to find them...
// Wanna get some more motivation to write on her for Threyn, does anyone wanna maybe plot sumn? // I might need to rework her a bit or play her a bit later in her career, cuz early on she is mainly bound to the manor… Or I should put some work into a city for her to go to
“Haven’t you heard of knocking before!?” A hand was summoned to shove the reader back out of the room, as they had walked in on Threyn changing. …her attire is usually quite nice, but her underwear seemed incredibly ugly!
Knocking on the reader’s door and waiting. Breakfast had been prepared, and whilst Lady Ravenwood had already headed for the academy, Threyn had been tasked with showing the guest around the manor. “Are you decent?” Certainly a polite thing to ask before entering.
Threyn has found a clearing and is currently practicing. There’s a dead log on the ground in front of her, and as she raises her hands, glowing pink tentacles start to wrap around it, her eyes glowing the same color. There’s a faint pink hue also visible around her chest through her thin robes.
Threyn has found herself someone she’s not used to going for information: A raunchy tavern with many an easy wench to get into bed with. ‘Why would Lady Ravenwood have a contact in a place like this…’ She thinks to herself, awkwardly moving through the crowd.
// So sorry for kinda disappearing again! // Might work on some lore soon, but I’d also love to get some more RPs going! // Would anyone like to plot?
“I’m shocked by how many people hit on me in the tavern… is it because I’m an elf?” Threyn’s thinking out loud to herself, thinking she’s alone. Last night 6 people bought her a drink and 2 asked her to join them in their room. She’s flattered but confused.
Warning: Unless it suppresses magic or you know how to cause gay panic, you may be subject to retaliation!
// Shoulda prolly not gone with a white haired elf since the only white haired elf art I’m finding basically is Frieren, and I dont wanna use a canon character from sumn as a faceclaim x3
// Still kinda torn on whether I wanna have Threyn as cis or trans… cuz chastity cages are cute as hell…
“I… don’t think you could offer a large enough donation to be noticed by the estate…” Threyn said to herself softly, not realizing that she said this out loud. “If you seek a caster however, I could possibly be of service, depending on the task…” She proceeded to offer
“The lady is not currently present…” Threyn said, her voice remaining soft. “Strangers are not allowed to enter unless you have an appointment… is there a message I can pass on to Lady Ravenwood?” The girl was rather cautious, which makes sense given the influence the Ravenwoods hold.
// Didn’t realize how much I’ve missed rping lmao // I should also make a better lore doc for Threyn at some point so it’s not just all off the dome lmao
@demaciancorsair.bsky.social There’s a new face that just entered the bar, an elf dressed surprisingly well for this part of town. She sits down at the bar and half-stutters through an order of mead. She doesn’t fit in here at all, it’s odd…
// To help inspire me to do more for Threyn!