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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 · Fantasia
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302 Chs

Chewing

The giant teased them, got bored of them and rolled a boulder on the entrance of the cave, leaving little room for sunlight to pass by.

"I will not start blaming people," Serenica said slowly. She had to grow into her role as a leader and do it quickly. Out of everyone, she was the person with the best wits, the most bloodthirsty cunning ambition, she was a vixen, and she would make everyone remember that.

"I will not start blaming people, and neither should anyone, but we need to have a moment to grieve our lost friend, Essieca."

Everyone was silent for a while.

Apparently there was little to say about the deceased if one was not able to bury them in water.

Serenica realized she had more than enough chewing tobacco in her mouth to last for several hours – or for the enjoyment of several people.

"Ed, I have chewing tobacco," the healer said. "I can't move my hands, but you can take it from my mouth and pass it on."