#devastelin

Alright guys! it’s been amazing so far getting to interact and come to know all you amazing followers! Being just shy of 250 followers now, I wanted to post up my other blogs so that you guys can enjoy more than just Reveria, even if she’s a crowd favorite! So... Without further ado!  World of Warcraft

1) Reveria Shadowsun

This is the blog I focus on the most and if I’m gonna follow you, it’ll come from here! 

Reveria is a kaldorei druidess and the employment liason for Dead Sun Harbor. If you’ve ever had the chance to interact with her you’ll know she’s a fiery woman, loves to laugh and tease, likes having fun, hates being bored, cares so deeply about her friends and those she calls family and... Her own kin come a close second to all this. Often found with @eilitheduskbringer , @velerodra-valesinger, or @fishy-wanderings Rev is usually in the park, near the Lamb, or in some part of Old Town. She’s had quite the journey through life, being a huntress to finding her druidic abilities, moving away from the homeland to Stormwind, bartending, dying... Coming back to life and now she’s with old friends and expecting twins! Rev loves to meet people which always leaves her open to making new friends! 

Last story post: Things to Come...

2) Devastelin Ravensorrow

Devastelin has had a rather tragic life up until now. He's struggled to control the demon he was bound to during his Illidari ritual, often time losing control to the demon completely. However he met @velerodra-valesinger and she set him on the right path to finding a solution. @theshalthera and Dev have come to be together and Le’Rassa is helping Dev even further by walking this journey with him to find a way to suppress his demon forever. He works for Dead Sun Harbor, under Le’Rassa’s command aboard the Harbor’s defense ship ‘Justice.’ Dev’s laid back, for the most part, and easy to approach if you ever feel like it! The guy is a straight up goofball! 

Last story post: Sydryn

3) Sevalysae Ravensorrow

Sevalysae is a hitman, has been for millenia. Her family fell in debt to a highborne crime family and basically sold her off to them to clear the debt. Trained extensively in hand to hand along with ranged weaponry, in recent year Sev has made the switch from bows to guns after the kaldorei found their place in the Alliance. She’s the sister to Devastelin Ravensorrow’s mother, a woman she holds no love for at all. She acted as the mother when the boy used to run away, caring for him more than his birth mother ever did. now she’s on the look out for him, trying to track him down after making her escape from the crime family she’s been indentured to. She won’t be very talkative, as she can’t speak after having her throat torn out but her notebook and pen are always on hand so she can communicate. 

Last story post: A Slave No More...

The sound of the jungle was loud tonight. Insects chirping and chittering, creatures calling out to their kin, the breeze rustling leaves, the taller trees creaking as they swayed. Devastelin had told Le’Rassa he’d needed a few moments, something he had to do, it wouldn’t take long before he returned. 

It wasn’t exactly a lie but it wasn’t exactly the truth either. He did need a few moments. Perhaps more. The bladedancer found himself wandering deep into the jungle, a difficult task for a blind man. The plethora of hidden life more than provided his spectral sight what it needed to guide him though. It was probably fifteen or twenty minutes from Reveria’s home that he finally stopped. The sound of a babbling stream giving him pause. 

Squatting beside the flowing water, his fingers dangled within and felt the cool rush of liquid. ‘You must think this is a joke right, darlingggg?’ The voice was suddenly in his mind like an unwelcome guest. It cooed and droned in feminine tones as his lips curled up into a snarl. ‘You think you could be with her? That she will accept you for what you are? Do you forget so easily that you are beyond salvation?’ With a sudden whip of his head, Dev bashed his horns into a nearby tree, growling as he did. ‘She is not even an Illidari... She is just a weak little whelp hoping to rise alongside you.’ Another bash of horns into the tree, this time splinters shattering and spraying everywhere. 

“Shut your whore mouth demon! Who was consumed by who? Who yet walks this world? You hold no power over me!” If anyone had been nearby, they’d have heard what might sound like the one-sided rantings of an insane man. Water began to sizzle on Devastelin’s skin as his body heated with Fel energies. He heard a long low cackle in his mind before hearing the reply. ‘Oh darling... I have all the power. Do you forget how I broke you when you were only my pet? Look how you still struggle. You want to let me be in control... You want to let me run wild in this world... Don’t you...? Just look at how they treat you... They think you’re just a sex-crazed idiot. -She- won’t even give up what you require. Such a prudish little thing... Any of the others would have spread their legs by now... Let me take control... I will take what I want. What I need...’ 

The man could feel the demon pressing on his soul, reaching out to let him hand off the reigns. His lips were locked into a snarl as he could feel change begin to come over him. It might seem slow but it happened quickly. His form grew in size, four additional arms sprouted, his body shape became something altogether more androgynous. Sitting there, squatting at the water’s edge in a demonic form, he could feel her tugging, yanking, clawing for control. It would be such a simple thing to just... Give in. To not fight it. To give up hope.  There was an honest moment of thought given to it before something flashed in his mind. 

The night set on the day that the slavers were captured, thirty or so men and women of varied races being carted up the mountain to face judgement, which in Dead Sun was a harsh one. Perhaps more cruel, however, would be the fate of the twelve that  Le'Rassa had hand selected.

No'Vi stood on the overlook, awaiting the couple whom she had planned to assist. She was dressed casually, but carrying a buttload of bags, filled with everything she thought she'd need. Meanwhile, from the docks, Justice's crew was bringing a series of twelve slavers- mostly human men, a few women and other races. Le'Rassa was at the front of the party,  doing her best to move the party… relatively... subtly through town.

Dev walked alongside Le'Rassa, something like a solemn expression on his face. He didn't say much, mentally preparing for the ritual that lay before them. As they walked the slavers threw out sneers and jeering comments about elves and their home, to which Devastelin resisted the urge to backhand bitch slap them. Their fate would be sealed soon enough. Le'Rassa was incredibly neutral about the entire thing- it was almost as though she was moving cattle, not lives of people. She did not acknowledge them, nor so much as  flinch when they prodded at at the 'knife-ears'. As they made it out of the city and approached the overlook, Devastelin halted the guards that came with them, taking time to chain down each of the twelve slavers they intended to use. Impatiently, No'Vi watched as they came up. Dismissing the crew once complete, he turned to No'Vi and pulled out the tome. Flipping it open to the pages with the ritual, he pointed to the demonic circle that had to be etched into the ground before they could begin. "First, this has to be made on the ground. The ritual takes place over it. Each rune carved and activated within it's confines." He pointed to a rune on the page. "This... Must be carved into the flute before the runes in the horn are carved." When she was handed off the book, she squinted at it, her eyes thrumming a little, like she was using her magic to memorize the circle. "Get me the flute, and we'll go out back of my lab." Wandering off, she was at least out of sight. In a sea of a private collection of plants, No'Vi's tattoos bled off her skin and onto the ground. Slithering, it made the mark on the pages, a perfect copy in the ground. A bright flash of moonlight seared the thing into the ground, she was ready. Le'Rassa reached on her person, pulling out the delicate flute before she looked to Dev. "Let's go," she said, leading the slavers to the location and passing off the flute to be carved up.

Dev followed along with Rassa, keeping the prisoners in line. Once the arrived at the circle, he kicked their knees out, one by one, sending them to tumble to the ground.  He took off his face plate, latching it to his belt before walking to the the circle. He stood in the center, taking a breath. He knelt down, resting on his knees after, motioning to the book. "The runes are on the left side. They go on the horns as shown on the page. After each rune... You know what must be done."

Le'Rassa aided in kicking down the slavers- her eyes were cold and the gem on her neck was a steady pulse, if not a bit slower than her resting. Meanwhile, No'Vi carved the runes into the flute one after the other. Each one was an exact match to the book, no mistakes. As she carved the runes into the flute, it glowed just faintly before glowing brightly when Dev stepped into the circle.

"Alright, here goes nothing," No'Vi said, putting the flute on her belt. "Rassy, you ready?" A nod came from Rassa, before No'Vi pushed to the edge of the demonic seal. With one hand she held the tome, her other hand commanding her sludge to climb up Dev's body. Dev rolled his neck as he readied himself, eyes closed while he continued to breathe deeply and slowly. As No'Vi came close he tensed, feeling the sludge climb his body.

With the sludge, the strange priestess formed a copy of the first sigil then seared it into his horn.

"I love you, surfal"  Rassa said, right before she drove a knife straight through the first victim's eye socket.

When Rassa spoke, his eyes went wide, head turning to look at her. "I lo-..." Just then the first sigil was seared into his horn and he roared with what might seem like pain and anger. His eyes flared up with Fel flame and his tattoos began to glow brighter,

From there it was systematic. Sigil. Kill. Sigil. Kill. Dev’s form trembled with each searing formation of runes, Shrieks like two voices sounding out. Le'Rassa was a systematic killer- there wasn't a single hint of emotion the entire twelve souls.  As the last life was taken, Rassa grit her teeth, like fear almost that he might not survive this.

As the last rune was carved and sealed, he fell to all fours, chest heaving as he gasped for breath. "What... Have you done darlinggggg? You cannot do this to ME! I am the Matron of the Jade Conclaveeee! The Architect of Vithrian Deep! NOOO!" His fists pounded into the ground savagely, his whole body shaking and straining as if the two were fighting a battle. His voice came out desperate but calm. "Le'Rassa... Surfal... The flute!" Just like that the trembling war of minds at each other's throats within his body resumed, his entire being now licking with scorching Fel flame as his tattoos glowed so bright they might sear the eye.

No'Vindere's eyes flickered from dual-colors to the purple that was typically housed in her right eye. The purple seals ignited, like she was trying to hold together the magic of the ritual. "Ras, catch!" No'Vindere shouted, flinging the flute through the air. When she did, Rassa caught it putting it to her lips. The tune was not complex, but it was pretty enough. Most of all, she played with purpose and intent.

When the notes of the song Rassa played from the flute rang out, the sigils etched on it blazed brightly, igniting the runes on Dev's horns with flames of pure Fel.  The reaction was immediate and obvious. Dev's trembling stopped, he collapsed onto his back as he sucked in breath. When the final tones flitted out from the flute, his runes extinguished with a faint 'whop' like the air around them had stolen their life. He lay for a long few moments, breathing heavily before his eyes flickered open. A hand wandered to his horns, feeling the runes now etched there. A tear of Fel flame trickled down his face as he sat up. His gaze panned from No'Vi to Rassa, words not yet quite forming. Pushing himself to his feet, he let out a laugh.

"YES! Finally!"

Rassa jolted at his yell, like he'd startled her with the shout. He moved to her, leaning down to press his forehead to hers. When he came at her, she lunged at him- jumping up and wrapping her arms and legs around him. The words that came were like a whisper. "I... I'm finally... It's just me now. Le'Rassa,we fucking did it! I... thank you... For all of this. Did you... Mean it? What you said? Surfal?" Forehead to forehead, she hugged him tightly. "I did. Of course I did, Devastelin. I've felt it since that first night together-- in the cave."

No'Vi staggered backwards and she then let out a 'wooo' which was either because of all the magic she just put out at once or because she was more psychotic than anyone  gave her credit for. She inhaled and exhaled in and out, pacing around the gardens. She was distracted.

Even with No'Vi right there, Dev couldn't help but press a passion filled kiss to Rassa's lips. Le'Rassa was more than happy to answer him with a kiss just as passion. Covered in blood- she was almost lustful in the way she entangle with him. His arms wrapped about her tightly, squeezing hard, as if he never wanted to let her go. Eventually he broke the kiss, turning around while still holding Rassa tight against him. "No'Vi... Thank you. I owe you a debt." When he turned, Rassa laid her head on his shoulder, eyeing the priestess.

"Somebody get these FUCKING bodies off my lawn!" No'Vi barked to some of the Enforcers that were near-ish by. Snorting, she finger gunned at Dev, "Not debt if it is family- soooooo, go on. Shoo.  Get outta here you crazy kids."

Dev gave No'Vi a smile before looking down to Rassa. "You ready to go? I had a place in mind... For after this was all said and done." Her bloody hands wrapped up into his black hair, she planted another kiss down on his lips. Dev hungrily mashed his lips to hers, heat flowing through his body as he felt her desire. "Anywhere-- just.. somewhere private." Wings burst from his back, allowing him to carry them both high into the air and off to commemorate the night.

A breeze. The smell of salt water. Creaking wood. Lapping water against piers and ship hulls. Devastelin was sitting near the launch jetty for the longboat back to ‘Justice.’ He wasn’t actually going back but it was a familiar part of the harbor... Someplace he felt a connection. His hands gripped a wooden post, thumbs running over a small carved marking. She’d made that for him so that he knew which jetty was the right one. 

He wasn’t alone right now but it wasn’t Le’Rassa that stood with him as usual. Dressed in a fine suit, smoking a cigarette, was an emerald haired kaldorei woman.  Her moonlit hues looked out over the various ships docked in Dead Sun, though they often stole looks at Devastelin, eyeing him over with something like motherly affection. Dev hadn’t exactly had words after their initial meeting in the Hanged Man. It was just the other day he’d told Le’Rassa he wasn’t sure he’d ever see the woman again. 

The flickering flame of his Fel green eyes finally moved to look at her. He couldn’t see much more than her aura, a faint outline of her form that showed him her basic shape but no details. In his mind, Devastelin was reeling. She’d actually found him. It was bittersweet though because now... he couldn’t exactly hold a conversation with him. His lack of true vision made this painful because everything was a one-sided conversation. Thus he’d fallen into this sullen sort of silence, listening to the sounds around them along with the sound of her inhaling and exhaling the smoke from her cigarette. 

“Fuck...” It was a mumbled whisper as he turned his gaze skyward. “Shal’nar... You found me and... It’s not even like we can have a conversation. I can’t read what you’re writing... Not without enchanted ink.” Sevalysae took a long drag on her cigarette, exhaling slowly before flicking the rest of it into the seawater below. Coming to stand next to the blade dancer, she took up his hand and began to trace letters in his palm. ‘D O N T  B E  F O O L I S H. I L L  G E T  T H E  I N K. I M  J U S T  G L A D  I  F O U N D  Y O U.’ She set her arm about his shoulders after releasing his hand, trying to offer comfort. 

His hand came up to hold the one she had placed on his shoulder, all the while he could smell the familiar scent of cigarettes and incense on her person. “You know... Eilithe could use someone like you. You’d be free here. Slavery in any form isn’t allowed or welcomed here. Could finally do something you wanted to do...” Sevalysae gave his shoulder a squeeze and then a pat before just standing next to him. His chest seemed to heave, though there was no sound from him. Soon the heaving began to turn to shaking before he took a long breath several times to calm himself. Her hand came to run along his horns as if inspecting him. He shied away initially before taking it in stride, letting her see what he’d become since they’d last seen each other. 

“I’m not great to look at... I know.” She reached up and flicked him in the nose angrily. His flaming hues blinked as she took up his palm again. ‘S H E  D O E S N T  S E E M  T O  M I N D.’ A swift yet gentle smack to the back of his head followed, leaving Dev with a stupid smile on his face. “She’s amazing. I’m hoping you two get along. She’s not like any other woman I’ve ever met.” A huff came from Sev’s nose, likely her version of a chuckle or snort. Patting him again, she removed her hands and took out another cigarette, leaving the pair in silence as they looked out over the harbor.  

Dev had woken with a flutter of eyelids, slightly disoriented as there was almost no sound. It was the sound of Rassa's breathing quietly against his chest though that set things back in order. He lay there for a few moments, silently as he listened to the soothing sound of her chest rising and falling, fingertips tracing the curves of her hip and toying with the end of her hair. 

Eventually, he did his best to slip out of bed unnoticed, not wanting to wake her for what he had in mind. Finding a pair of pants, he tugged them on before leaving the bedroom and making his way down the stairs. Reveria was already in the kitchen, eating some of the food that Vel prepared every morning. Bacon by the handful was getting shoved down her gullet but when she saw Dev she flushed and tidied herself. "Oh. Uh. Good morning." She tried to hide her embarrassment with a cough, leaning back in her chair to cross her legs and arms.

Dev just smirked, the tone enough to indicate embarrassment but he couldn't really see the food so had no idea why. "Gooooood morning. Didn't mean to startle you. Just... Coming to see if you still had him." Rev snorted at that. "What kind of cunt do you think I am? Course I do." If he'd had eyes, they'd have been rolled just then. "Well can I have him back now?" Rev eyed him over as if judging and assessing. "You really like her don't you?" A nod was given in return. "I do. Though I think it might be more than just 'like.'" The druidess couldn't help but let her lips curl into a small smile. She was a sucker for this shit after all. "She's gonna love him. Come on then." She got up and motioned for him to follow. It was a few moments later that Dev snuck back into the room, cargo in hand. He sat, ever so quietly down on the bed before releasing his passenger. A short little corgi puppy that had white fur mottled with darker coloring sat looking up at him for a second, tongue hanging out of his mouth happily before Dev pointed at Rassa. The pup looked to her and excitedly ran over, gently licking her nose.

Rassa was dead asleep, in fact, she hadn't been so deeply asleep in years. Most Shal'Thera were light sleepers, strictly because they were trained as such--but when Dev got up and out of bed, she didn't stir. When he was out of the room, she turned over on her stomach and occupied the very center of the bed. Her black hair was in wild waves around her, and she breathed in and out steadily - wiggled down into the covers. It was the second time that he opened the door that Ras mumbled something about him coming back to bed. She was cuddled up with a pillow, her eyes still shut as weight was placed on the bed. It wasn't until there was a puppy in her face that her eyes went open and she laughed. Rassa sat straight up and picked up the pupper, "Stel! He's adorable! Is he yours?"

Dev grinned like an idiot at her reaction, the laugh was some sweet, sweet music to his ears. Scooting over on the bed, he wrapped an arm around Rassa, as his free hand went to pet the puppy. "Mmmmm. He's yours Sass. Or ours. I got him for you though." He rubbed the little guy's ear between two fingers. The puppo seemed super happy, licking all over Rassa's face as his tiny stubby tail wagged furiously. Giving her a squeeze he grinned some more. "Little guy doesn't have a name. I thought you might like that honor."

Rassa picked the puppy up and nuzzled her face into his face. "He's mine!" She sounded almost like a kid when she said it- squeezing the puppy gently. "I love him, Stel..he's ours, okay?" She leaned into him and kissed his cheek. "Is Reveria okay with him being here? I just don't want to upset her..." She put the little guy down, letting him pounce all over the bed. "Help me name him..something Darnassian? Or something more light than that?"

His ears flushed a bit at her kiss, he'd been worried she might not want a puppy. He returned the kiss to her forehead, leaning his head against hers as they watched the bounding ball of cute energy. "You know she's been the one watching him for me. I got him before we ever went to the farms even. I think she was gonna keep him if she didn't think I was a good guy or something." He smiled, giving Rassa another kiss on the forehead. "What about... Oso? Or... Sydryn? Hmmmmm... Could always go with something like Ziggy too... What kinda names you thinking of?"

"Ziggy.." She scrunched her nose and shook her head. "Not that, and..not Oso." She looked at the puppy. "I like Syd.." She bent down to kiss the puppy on the top of his head. "What about you puppy, do you like the name Syd?"

Rassa cooed in Darnassian at the puppy. "Want to be a ship puppy?" She scratched his ears, "Nooo, you can go everywhere with me. What a good boy." She smiled and took the puppy up in her arms, hugging him into her chest.

Dev watched the pup as Rassa picked him up and snuggled him. He couldn't really see all the details but the little guy's aura told him enough. The pup canted his head at being a ship doggo but when Rassa said she'd take him everywhere, he got all excited, tail wagging like mad as he licked her face over and over. Then came the names. Ziggy and Oso didn't seem to warrant a reaction but his little ears perked up at being called Syd. He looked at her intently, tongue hanging happily before letting out a bark. "I think he likes Syd too." Dev grinned, leaning against Rassa. "He's got a collar and leash downstairs if you wanna use them when we're in the city. Or we can just make sure he's well trained enough not to run off.” He shrugged. "You like Syd!" She said, laughing as he licked her face. With a big smile, she bumped her head with the puppy's.  "Oh! you have a lot to say, don't you!"

“And... " He reached into his pocket, pulling out a little bag of treats. The puppo immediately went still, eyes locked to the bag, ears standing straight up. The little guy watched intently as Dev handed the bag off to Rassa. "... These are apparently some really good treats. Probably help with training him."

She chuckled before she turned to look at Dev. "Maybe a leash for now but I don't like to keep animals on leashes though. So what if we just try to train him well?!" She laughed at the puppy, "He already knows! Oh, Stel- he's such a sweet boy." With a giggle, she looked at the pup. "Syd, can you sit for us? Sit, boy!"

Syd was staring intently at the treats as Rassa asked him to sit. He looked from the treats to her and then back to the treats before spinning in a slow circle, hunkering down on his haunches after. He whined as his nose wiggled wildly at the treats.  Dev grinned and let out a chuckle leaning over to press a kiss to the top of Rassa's head. "He is the sweetest boy! Look at that. I wonder if they trained him or something already?"

Rassa leaned over and dug her hand into the bag to get a treat. "Wait," she told the puppy, holding the treat. She offered it then with an open hand. "Good boy~" She presented it to him to take.

Syd looked like he was straining so hard to sit as the treat was held out before him. Soon as Rassa said 'good boy', he shot forward and snapped up the treat, sitting back down to munch away happily on it. Syd finished crunching up his treat, vacuuming up any spare crumbs before turning his gaze up to look expectantly at Rassa. A grin came over her lips when Dev kissed her head. "Reveria maybe has a way with animals?" She chuckled, reaching over to hug him tightly. "Thank you, Stel. This means so much to me." Dev was all smiles as she hugged him, happy that he'd been able to make her happy. His arms went around her just as hers were around him. She gazed at the puppy then, "We could take him out into town..or at least downstairs to see Rev."

Looking down at her, the glow of her eyes sang to him as she looked back at the puppy. "Well, we could take him for a walk. You think the harbor would be a good place? Or did you have somewhere specific in mind?"

Rassa grinned at the puppy, giving him some patting on his head between is over-sized ears. He gave a single bark then took off in a circle around the bed before he ran at Dev and sort of head-butted his leg. He snorted as the puppy charged him, giving Syd some wild rubs across his cute little face after. "You're a feisty little guy! That's good though. You can scare off all the bad guys for Sass." A giggle came out of Ras before she stood up- still naked from the night before. Carefully, she set the puppy on the ground, then made for the wardrobe to begin dressing. "I think the harbor would be fine. Maybe we could take him to see the kids that stay in that school sometime.."

He followed Rassa out of bed, wandering over to her before she managed to get any clothes on, hugging her from behind as he laid several kisses along her neck and shoulder.  "Mmmm... I'm so glad you like him, beautiful." Grinning, she wrapped her arms over his and leaned back into him. Her eyes shut and for a moment she soaked in his affections. There was a brief recall of the night before, how he'd kissed down her neck. This was different. Sweeter. She flushed.

He held her for another couple minutes, continuing his string of kisses before he released her and went about getting himself dressed too. When he left her there to get dressed, she lingered for a moment- looking up and down him. She hummed, before she pulled on her trousers, then went to pulling on her top.

"We could get something to cook for dinner while we're in the harbor too. You could teach me something new." He grinned to himself, working the buckles of his half shirt. "That would be nice- we can cook for the house, as a thank you for watching Syd." The puppy bounced between the two of them, plopping down on his butt and staring up at Dev.  

Dev pulled on his gloves and belt, then set about wrapping his feet before squatting down in front of Syd with a grin on his face. "Syd you wanna go outside? Wanna go for a walk?!" It's like the pup knew exactly what he was saying, running around in a circle, barking wildly before running to the door, nudging it with his little nose. He then turned to face Rassa, tail wagging wildly as he offered up a few barks.

She picked up her blindfold and stared at it for a while, as though debating. "I think we could make a big pot of good things, we'd eat it back home. Like a big bowl of broth and you put things in as it boils." A chuckle that he couldn't help but let out escaped Dev, a wide grin with dimples showing on his face. He wrapped his blindfold around his wrist before wandering over to Rassa and offering to do the same with hers, only on her wrist. "I think that sounds amazing. Pretty sure you're gonna have to help me out on the making sure things don't boil too long front. I'm fine with that though! It'll be like a family dinner, except, just everyone in the house." Planting a kiss atop her head he motioned at the door. "Ready to roll?"