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Water Belongs to the Dead: Heart of the Witch

A young healer woman sets sail to kill her enemies and steal the heart of the prince her rival desires. She encounters deadrousers, cannibals and lunatics as she hunts for epic treasures and love. She finds out she can be everything she wants to be: a doctor and a healer of thieves, a lover and an impressively rich spirit aunt, but the price she has to pay will be paid in blood. Serenica Ingram is a brave witch in her twenties. She would do anything to be even better at healing. Mariana Kinley, a witch-hating witch and a ruthless businesswoman, doesn't like competition and drives Serenica out of her home. She joins the pirate crew of the necromancer, Captain Spade. The city of Neul that Serenica calls home is a hostile and degenerate place, ripe with rich merchants and homeless witches, but the mythical island of outlaws, Aja Vana, is even stranger. The western islands are populated by outcasts and Serenica would do anything to avoid them. Becoming a rich and respected pirate healer isn't easy, especially with both other witches and royals wanting Serenica dead. She has to sail to the ends of the known world just to get her stolen property back, and even harder will be to catch the eye of the Dreamer, the fair prince whom Kinley also desires, while fulfilling the promise to kill a king. WARNING: s*icide mentions, very mild cursing, violence, blood so please use caution when reading. discord link finally. it's an actual functioning server afaik: https://discord.gg/tmeZKG5dqT

IkuSaari · Fantasi
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Potent Poison

"DAMN! MOTHER OF WORMS!" Spade yelled.

He punched one of the pieces of bone so hard that when he withdrew his fist, there was nothing left except for a powdery substance that would have required days of work in a deadrousing interrogation.

They had lost whatever valuable information the man had held inside his head.

However, they knew plenty of things already. They would be able to wipe out the entire fortress by poisoning the water of the river that the Order got their drinking water from.

There was, of course, the matter of actually cooking up such a poison that its effects could reliably be masked, as there was no way of getting a message to the prisoners about the water being dangerous.

Serenica was not too worried about the actual chemistry side of things. What she was worried about was the presence of a real dragon.

The Black Mountain would surely notice it if all of his underlings suddenly got sick and died.