"She is some kind of magic, some kind of chaos, and a little bit of poetry." ✧⋆.˚
✦ synopsis: the adventure of the youngest Hexenzirkel witch!
✦ a/n: This came to me in a dream, basically first meeting with witch reader (includes Durin, Wanderer,Dottore/Zandik/ Lohen)
You had been frantically travelling around recently, all Alices fault!
“Dearest D ,
It has been far too long since our last tea party above the Falcon Coast! I hope you are busy painting the stars somewhere wonderful and blessings to everyone with sweet dreams. I am writing to you because our beloved world is trembling again, and I need a touch of your unique mastery!
Please do come quickly things are becoming terribly interesting.
With affection,
- A.”
As the ninth Hexenzirkel member, to simply put, dreams are your specialty— wait D? You had never agreed on that code name. How simple of a thinking, a witch that can manipulate dreams has a codename of D!?
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𐙚Durin
The ley lines at Nod krai seemed odd, usually with your powers you could access the lost memories there easily. Hmm how weird Alice didn’t mention this—
Thud!
You turn around with a baffled expression on your face to see who had bumped into you only to come face to face with purple-haired dragon who now had a embarrassed look on his face.
Followed by a blondie?
“Well then Durin why don’t you introduce yourself to the lady you’ve been starring for the last 10 minutes?” Oh wait thats Albedo, Golds kid — you joined much much later than the other witches, but Nicole has pretty much explained everything with every single detail. Uh-huh, Durin so thats the other ones name.
“Apologies miss D, I assume aunt Alice is the reason why you’re here?”
“Well yes, but her letter was fairly short, do you mind bringing me up to speed?” You nod, looking back at Durin who was now furiously blushing under your gaze hiding behind Albedo.
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𐙚Wanderer
As per your mage friends concern you stepped foot into Sumeru, in her first letter she hadn’t clarified anything, but in her second letter which arrived shortly after, it gave instructions to go visit Sumeru to investigate the dreams of the citizens.
Well, more like nightmare which manifested with the combined help of traumas and hidden fears. The air itself felt amiss.
Following around the scared aranaras they lead you to someone. As a Hexenzirkel member, you recognise this face Scaramouche or Wanderer to be exact— you know his true origins and his past as a Fatui Harbinger.
But the little naras are practically begging you to wake up their friend from his ill nightmare. Kneeling down to his level, you cup his cheeks soothing the nighmare right away.
Opening his eyes slowly — woah okay this wasn’t the view he was expecting he thought it was Nahida..!
“Hello there.” You spoke calmly with a gentle smile.
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Why does he feel so giddy all of a sudden?
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𐙚Zandik
How mature of the other witches to play a prank on you, there was no danger, only their greedy need for your special tea.
You had always been teased about being the youngest! In a fit of irritation for being pranked like this, you miscalculated your teleportation magic and ended up in the desert. Great, truly excellent.
Looking around you saw someone— a sunburned oy with a dirty Akademiya uniform, he looked so out of place. Out of curiosity and pure goodness in your heart you decide to approach him, with the means of helping him out.
He introduced himself as Zandik coldly as if he somehow had the upper hand in this situation. Anyone else would have been annoyed, but you couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculousness of this whole day.
Through the fit of giggles you tried apologising to Zandik whose face now was the color of zaytun peaches. Oh dear.
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𐙚Lohen
Sensing your friends presence there you set out to Nod Krai. Sadly you’ve never been great with directions. You were sure you were in Nod Krai, but not where exactly.
Strolling around trying to figure out where the hell you are—you landed right in the middle of a fight. The Wild Hunt couldn’t even touch a strand of your hair no matter how matter how hard it tried, a simple feat of the so known mistress of illusions and dreams.
Analysing the situation and the state of the knight s that you’re well acquainted with, the fight is quickly resolved, a simple feat of—
“As the Vice Captain of the Fifth Company, Lohen, I am grateful for your help in need of help. Miss..?” Oh so it was Lohen who dared to interrupt your little self-love session.
“You can call me miss D.” You said offhandedly.
Not long after introducing yourself Varka arrived, a face you well recognise. Given his very extroverted personality he invited you to Favonius Keep for a drink and a meal. I mean in all honesty, who doesn’t like free stuff?
Walking back you were infront, just in case. Unbeknown to you Lohen was also supposed to be infront, but this time the view from back happened to be much more to his taste.
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