[ AW ] Beira, Queen of Winter

The disease was quiet, at first, lurking just beneath the surface. Waiting, as she had, with reverent patience.


But now the symptoms were bubbling to the surface. It was still relatively mild, but it shattered any thoughts of escaping Diptheria’s vicious effects. That week after encountering the Cù-Sìth in the woods was suspenseful, to say the least. And the witch spent most of it spying on Castle Stuart from afar, wondering if her little vagrant monster was up to the task she designated.


With the dawn of winter, however, Diptheria reared its ugly head like a demon of flame. The banduri woman’s throat was searing—the price she paid for dealing with the Morrigan. It was a steep cost, and yet, nothing truly valuable was ever free. Her only blessing (and the reason the witch knew she was not being punished) was the swift arrival of the Cailleach. The Queen of Winter sang in cool breezes and granted glorious change. Winter settled over Rionnach with a thin dusting of snow, and Yvaine rested along a riverbank of Inverness, drinking deeply of the healing, icy stream. Her rich, scarlet coat glistened in the afternoon light, and though her pain was festering, the witch’s moonbright eyes still gleamed beneath her charcoal crown.

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Yvaine is infected, so coming in close contact puts other wolves at risk. You can optionally have your wolf infected by interacting with Yvaine and posting in the #outbreak channel on Discord!


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