⚠️ WARNING: Maasverse Spoilers—Proceed with Caution ⚠️

Part 1: Characters and Courts - YOU ARE HERE
Part 2: World Map, Items, Terms & Other

Well, here we go. A master list of all things ACOTAR + the "real" world.

I was a while into the series before I realized how well-versed ACOTAR is with our own world. So many parallels to not only names and their meanings, but dozens of tie-ins to various mythologies, folklore, and ancient/modern regions across the globe.
Look, I (mostly) enjoyed SJM's series from the start, but when this little factoid revealed itself—I was a goner. Hidden contextual cleverness, especially relating to ancient European folklore and mythology, will win me over every time.
Now, do I believe every single name and location on this list was chosen by SJM with a specific real-world allusion in mind? Of course not. But when you look at the similarities, you'd be hard pressed to deny some of their very probable relations.
As far as this list goes, I've provided what was within my ability to find—coupling each with that which made the most sense relationally—though several definitions would appear to have zero connection to the story at large.
I can't promise perfection or a full, exhaustive list of every single character, object, term, and/or mention. Heck, I can't even promise 100% accuracy with what is provided, though I did cross-reference the more obscure sources. But what I hope, is that you find something new and delightful to a beloved series you hadn't realized before. Little tidbits and morsels that make these kinds of connections all the more exciting. And I will gladly (delightedly . . . exuberantly!) welcome any missing pieces and/or additional insight you may have.
\Note: If a character or place/item is minor enough, I've included a reminder of their role in the books.*

SO. Come on, friends. Let's dive on in.

UK + IRELAND

PRYTHIAN

A combination of Prydain, the old Welsh name for Britain, and Brython, which translates to “Ancient Britons” from Welsh.

HYBERN

A riff of Hibernia, the Classical Latin name for Ireland.

Artist of Prythian map: P-dulcis on redbubble

*A continuing list of world map related locations is provided in Part 2 of this post (see link above)

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MAIN CHARACTERS

RHYSAND

Rhys (also Rhŷs), used as both a forename and surname, is Welsh in origin and means "ardent, enthusiasm." It has deep roots in Welsh culture and is the name of several famous Welsh kings and noblemen, including Rhys ap Thomas, a Welsh soldier and landholder who rose to prominence during the Wars of the Roses.

FEYRE ARCHERON

Feyre, a variant of Fayre, is Old English in origin and means "fair, beautiful." Similar connections lie in Freyja (also spelled Freya) which is a name of Old Norse origin and means "Lady," denoting a woman of nobility. Freyja is a goddess in Norse mythology, associated with love and beauty, fertility and sex, and war and seiðr (magic for seeing and influencing the future).

CASSIAN

Cassian is of Latin and Irish origin and means "son of Cassius" and refers to one of the oldest families in Rome. Arguably the most well-known Cassius was the Roman senator best known as a leading instigator of the assassination plot of Julius Caesar.

AZRIEL

Azriel is of Hebrew origin meaning "God is my help." In some religious, Azrael is the benevolent angel of death who carries souls of the deceased to the afterlife.

MORRIGAN

The Morrígan is a renowned Celtic goddess associated with war and fate. Her name has been translated to mean "great queen" or "phantom queen." She has been seen as a manifestation of the earth- and sovereignty-goddess, representing the role as guardian of the territory and its people.

AMREN

Amren is said to be a twist on Amram, which is of Hebrew origin and means "exalted people" and is the Biblical name of Moses' father. Note: This is in line with Amren being able to interpret The Book of Breathings, which is a twist on The Books of Breathing, a collection of several real-world ancient Egyptian funerary texts.

NESTA ARCHERON

Nesta is the Welsh version of Agnes, which means "pure or holy." May also have potential connections with Nestor, a legendary king in Greece, who was known as a great warrior and for the wise advice he offered to younger soldiers.

ELAIN ARCHERON

Elain is Welsh in origin and translates to "fawn." Elaine, associated with the Greek name Helen, means "light" or "bright one."

NYX

Nyx is the Greek mythological goddess and personification of the Night. She is the offspring of Chaos and the Mother of Day (Hemera) and Darkness (Erebus). She lies at the ends of the Earth, and is often described as a black-robed goddess who drives through the sky in a chariot pulled by horses. In ancient Greek art, she often appears alongside other celestial deities such as Selene, Helios, and Eos.

ILLYRIAN CHARACTERS

EMERIE

Emerie means "home strength," "brave," and "powerful" in Old German.

ENALIUS

Likely from Enyalius/Enyalios, who, in Greek mythology, was a son of Ares, but was also a byname for the god of war. Enyalius is often seen as the god of soldiers and warriors from the Ares cult.

DEVLON

Devlon is Irish and Gaelic in origin, related to the name Devlin, and means "fierce courage."

BALTHAZAR

Balthazar is Akkadian in origin meaning "God protects the King." Commonly attributed to the wise man who gifted myrrh to the Christ child, which symbolized the future death of a king. It is an alternate form of King Belshazzar, who played a pivotal role in a coup d'état that overthrew a Neo-Babylonion king.

PROTEUS

Proteus is an early prophetic sea god in Greek mythology. His name comes from the adjective protean, meaning "versatile," "mutable," or "capable of assuming many forms." He is generally regarded as the son of the sea-god Poseidon.

BELLIUS

Bellius may refer to Belus, the Babylonian god of war.

KALLON

No clear references found, but kalon in Ancient Greek translates to "ideal perfect beauty in the physical and moral sense" and kalon kakon refers to the first created woman as a "beautiful-evil thing."

HEWN CITY CHARACTERS

KEIR

Keir is a Gaelic name meaning "dark" and is related to the Irish name Ciarán meaning "little dark one" or "little dark-haired one." In Greek mythology, the Keres—the singular form being Ker—were female death spirits who personified violent death. There is a suggested connection between the Keres and the Valkyries of Norse mythology, each representing opposite ideals; the Valkyries being benevolent deities in death versus the Keres being feasting destruction.

THANATOS

Thanatos was the personification of death in Greek mythology. He is a minor figure, often referred to but rarely appearing in person (I see what you did there, SJM).

LIBRARY CHARACTERS

CLOTHO

Clotho is the youngest goddess of the Three Fates in ancient Greek mythology, who spins the thread of human life. The name can mean "spinner."

MERRILL

Merrill is of British origin and means "sparking sea" or "sea-bright."

GWYNETH BERDARA

Gwyneth is of Welsh origin and means "blessed" and "happiness." In Irish mythology, the Lady Gwyn is a headless woman (Catrin, anyone?) dressed in white who chases wanderers at night. In Arthurian mythology, Guinevere had an evil half-sister—the "False Guinevere"—who bewitches Arthur and turns him against the real Guinevere.

ANANKE

Ananke is of Greek origin and means "necessity" or "fate personified." In Greek mythology, she is one of the primordial deities, considered to be the most powerful dictator of fate and circumstance, and is the personification of necessity and inevitability.

DEIRDRE

Deirdre is of Irish and Gaelic origin and means "broken-hearted," "sorrowful," or "wanderer." The name is also associated with a tragic heroine in Irish mythology.

ILANA

Illana is of Hebrew origin and means "tree" or "bright light." If related to the name Ileana, she is connected to various mythologies describing a beautiful young female fairy. Ileana also stems from the name Elena.

LORELEI

Lorelei is of German origin and means "alluring, temptress." In German folklore, she was a siren-type seductress that led sailors to hazardous rocks.

ROSLIN

Roslin is Scottish in origin and means "rose" and "red-haired."

RIVEN

Riven derives from Old Norse meaning "to split, tear apart."

SIDE CHARACTERS

MADJA

Majda is of Slavic origin and may mean "splendid, noble one." In Arabic, it means "the woman with glory." It is related to the name Madeleine, which is Greek in Origin and means "from Magdala"

NUALA

Nuala is of Irish origin and means "fair shouldered one." In modern Irish storytelling, it means "born of the sea." It is considered a diminutive form of the name Fionnuala, a mythological figure of Irish mythology who was the daughter of a sea god.

CERRIDWEN

Ceridwen was an enchantress in Welsh mythology. Welsh poetry refers to her as possessing the cauldron of poetic inspiration and is regarded by many as the Celtic goddess of rebirth, transformation, and inspiration.

RITA

Rita stems from the name Margarita and in Latin comes from the Greek word meaning "pearl." It has been claimed that the Greeks promoted pearls as a symbol of honesty and integrity. In Greek mythology they are said to be the tears of Aphrodite, the goddess of love.

SEVENDA

No clear connection found, though venda in Latin means "sell", sev means "strew, scatter, spread," and enda means "end." Could also somehow be related to the number seven.

NEVE

Neve is of Latin and Irish origins and means "snow."

POLINA

Polina has Latin origins and is derived from the name Apollo, though it could also be seen as a variant of Paulina, a feminine form of Paul, meaning "little" or "the younger."

RESSINA

Resin comes from the Latin word resina, which derives from the Greek word for "resin of the pine." Plants secrete resins for the protective benefits in response to injury, protecting them from insects and pathogens (conjures an image of Ressina standing outside her shop, protecting the terrified fae huddled inside from a group of Hybern soldiers).

ARANEA

Aranea is of Ancient Greek origin and denotes a genus of orb-weaving spiders.

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MAIN CHARACTERS

TAMLIN

From "The Ballad of Tam Lin," a legendary ballad from the borderlands of Scotland.

LUCIEN

Lucien is French in origin and means "light," and Lucian of Samosata was a Hellenized Syrian satirist, rhetorician, and pamphleteer who was best-known for his tongue-in-cheek style. The majority of his extant works are written in Ancient Greek. He is the inventor of the comic dialogue genre.

ALIS

Alis is of German, French, and English origin. Translates to "noble."

SIDE CHARACTERS

IANTHE

Ianthe is Greek in origin and means "she who delights." In Greek mythology, she was one of the 3,000 water-nymph daughters of Oceanus and was one of the companions of Persephone when abducted by Hades.

ANDRAS

Andras has Greek and Hungarian roots and means "man", or "warrior." In Welsh, it means "manly" and "brave."

BRON

Bron is Old English and Dutch in origin and means "brown" or "spring/water source."

HART

Hart is an Anglicized version of an Irish name meaning "hero," "brave," and "firm." A hart is also a male deer. In Celtic mythology, the white hart is said to be a messenger from the otherworld and would appear when one was transgressing a taboo (Tamlin's punishing of his sentry seems taboo enough to me).

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MAIN CHARACTERS

BERON VANSERRA

Beron is French/South German in origin and is a pet form of the name Bero, meaning "bear."

ERIS VANSERRA

Eris is a feminine name of Greek origin and means "strife." In Ancient Greek mythology, Eris was the greek goddess of strife and discord. Her Roman equivalent, Discordia, was seen as the goddess of chaos. She has been associated with the war-goddess Enyo, who is frequently associated with the war-god Ares.

SIDE CHARACTERS

JESMINDA

Jesminder is Indian in origin and means "queen of flower."

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MAIN CHARACTERS

TARQUIN

Tarquin is of Latin origin and means "Ancient Roman ruler" or "strong soldier." Two of the seven legendary kings of Rome bear the name Tarquinius and were known as Tarquin the Elder and Tarquin the Proud.

VARIAN

Varian is of Latin origin and means "variable."

CRESSEIDA

Cressida means "golden" and is derived from the name Chryseis. She is a character associated with the Trojan war who becomes the archetype of a faithless lover.

SIDE CHARACTERS

NOSTRUS

Nostrum comes from the Latin noster, meaning "our" or "ours." Nostos is a theme in Ancient Greek literature, including an epic hero returning home, often by sea. It was deemed a high level of heroism or greatness. It is not only about returning home physically, but focuses on the hero retaining or elevating their identity and resisting temptation.

BRUTIUS

Brutius may refer to the Latin name Brutus meaning "heavy/dull."

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MAIN CHARACTERS

HELION

Helios is the Ancient Greek god who personifies the Sun. He is often depicted with a solar crown and drives a horse-drawn chariot through the sky. He was a guardian of oaths and the god of sight and played a significant role in ancient magic and spells. He is often described as the son of the Titans Hyperion and Theia, and is brother of the goddesses Selene (the moon) and Eos (the dawn).

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MAIN CHARACTERS

KALLIAS

Callias is of Greek origin and means "beauty" or "beautiful voice." Callias II was an Ancient Greek statesman, solider, and diplomat and was one of the richest men in Athens.

VIVIANNE

Vivienne derives from the French Viviana, meaning "lively," and comes from the Latin word Vivianus meaning "alive." It is commonly associated with the Irish name Bébinn meaning "beautiful or fair woman" and is also the name of an underworld goddess in both Irish and Welsh mythology.

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THESAN

Thesan is the Etruscan goddess of the dawn, divination, and childbirth and was associated with the generation of Life. Greeks identified her with Eos, the goddess and personification of the Dawn. She was sometimes depicted bearing a pair of wings on her back.

NUAN

Nuan is Mandarin in origin and means "warm, genial."

THE PEREGRYN

The peregrine is a large crow-sized falcon renowned for its speed.

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AMARANTHA

Amarantha is of Greek origin and means "unfading." The Amaranthus flower is said to symbolize immortality as it blooms for so long and is often deep red in color.

BRANNAGH

Brannagh is of Irish origin, comes from the word bran meaning "raven," and denotes a "beautiful female with hair as dark as a raven."

DAGDAN

The Dagda is considered the chief god of the Tuatha Dé Danaan in Irish mythology. His name can mean "the good god" or "the great god."

CLYTHIA

Likely refers to Clytia/Clytie, a water nymph from Greek mythology who loved the sun god Helios in vain. Helios left her for another woman, a princess, under the influence of Aphrodite. Clytia revealed the affair to the princesses' daughter, but eventually lost herself as a violet flower in mourning for Helios's love. Her name means "glorious" or "renowned."

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HISTORICAL FIGURES

THEIA

Theia is of Greek origin and means "goddess, godly." Theia is one of the twelve Titans and is the Greek goddess of sight and vision. With her brother-consort, she is a parent of Helios (the Sun), Selene (the Moon), and Eos (the Dawn). She is most known not for her own role, but for that of her children's.

SILENE

Selene is the goddess and personification of the moon, daughter of the Titans Hyperion and Theia, and sister of the sun god Helios and dawn goddess Eos.

HELENA

Helene comes from the Greek name Helen and means "shining light." Helen of Troy was of Greek mythology and said to be the most beautiful women in all the world, her abduction being the start of the Trojan War; Helen was a figure in Greek mythology who was a friend of Aphrodite and helped her seduce Adonis; and there was an Amazonian Helene who fought Achilles and died after she was seriously wounded by him.

FIONN

Fionn is of Irish origin and means "fair-haired." In Irish folklore, Fionn Mac Cumhaill was a mythological hero was a leader of a band of young roving hunter-warriors who acquired immense amounts of wisdom by catching the "fish of knowledge."

PELIAS

Pelias is Greek in origin and means "rock pigeon." In Greek mythology, Pelias was the king of Iolcus who sent Jason on the quest for the Golden Fleece and was father to Medusa. Separately, Peleus was the king of Phthia, husband of Thetis, and father to Achilles. Peleus left several dead (men and women) in his wake, through means of both accident and betrayal, and fled more than once to escape punishment.

OLEANNA

Oleanna is from the Greek name Helene meaning "sun ray" or "shining light."

REPORTED DECEASED

CATRIN BERDARA

Catrin is of Greek origin and means "clean," "clear," or "pure." Commonly used in Wales. Connected with the ancient goddess Hecate. Hecate is the goddess of magic, crossroads, witchcraft, sorcery, ghosts, and necromancy.

MINOR CHARACTERS

TANWYN

Tanwyn, with the feminine form Tanwen, is of Welsh origin and means "white fire."

OSIAN

Osian is Welsh, meaning "young deer" and is derived from the Irish legendary poet and warrior Oisín. Oisín was regarded as the greatest poet of Ireland, a warrior of the Fianna (small warrior-hunter bands), and a demigod son of Fionn Mac Cumhaill and Sadhbh.

RABATH

Rabath is an anagram of Bharat, one of the names from India derived from the Sanskrit word bharata meaning "to bear, carry, to be maintained," specifically of fire. It also can mean "one who is engaged in search of knowledge."

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JURIAN

Jurian is Greek in origin and means "farmer, earthworker."

GRAYSEN

Graysen is of English origin and translates to "son of the steward" or "son of the gray-haired man."

NOLAN

Nolan is of Irish origin and denotes "a child of nobility" or "champions."

ISAAC HALE

Isaac is Hebrew in origin and means "one who laughs or rejoices".

TOMAS MANDRAY

Tomas is Aramaic in origin meaning "twin."

CLARE BEDDOR

Clare is of French origin and means "bright" or "clear."'

AUNT RIPLEIGH

Ripleigh is an Old English name meaning "shouting man's meadow" and is related to the name "Ripley" meaning "strip of clearing in the woods" or "striped meadow."

Ms. Laurent

Laurent is a French name of Latin origin and means "from Laurentum" and "bay laurel." It can also be derived from Old Greek, meaning "the bright one, the shining one."

BRIAR

Briar is of British origin and means "thorny bush of wild roses" or "brambles."

URSTIN

No plausible connections found. Potentially an anagram for Rustin, an English name meaning "Rust's estate," or Surtin, a Middle English name meaning "reliable, trustworthy."

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HUMAN QUEENS

VASSA

Vasilissa is of Greek origin and means "queen" or "empress." Vasilissa is also the name of a chid martyr who, according to legend, was tortured with fire and wild beasts. She remained faithful to Christ, was left unharmed, but after her release was slain in a field as she prayed.

BRIALLYN

Briallen is primarily of Welsh origin and means "primrose." Primrose comes from the Latin word meaning "first" and the primrose flower often represents youth and renewal (SJM, you dog—this may be my favorite tongue-in-cheek naming thing you did).

DEMETRA

Demetra is Greek in origin and means "follower of Demeter." Demeter was the Ancient Greek goddess of the harvest, an emblem of growth, nature, and the fertility of the earth, and the mother of Persephone.

ANDROMACHE

Andromache means "fighter of men" and is Greek in origin. In Greek mythology she was first the wife of Hector and was famous for her virtue and fidelity. She is representative of the suffering of Trojan women during the war. Andromache was also the name of a famous Greek Amazon who fell at Troy. An ancient bust depicts her fighting Heracles.

FAE CHARACTERS

DRAKON

Drakon is of Greek origin and means "dragon."

NEPHELLE

Nephele, meaning "cloud, mass of clouds," is a cloud nymph in Greek mythology and is considered the cloud goddess of hospitality, generosity, loyalty, peace and shyness.

THE SERAPHIM

A seraph is a celestial/heavenly being, regarded as belonging to the highest order of the angels in Christian angelology and fifth of ten in the Jewish angelic hierarchy.

HUMAN CHARACTERS

MIRYAM

Miryam/Miriam is of Hebrew origin and means "sea of bitterness" or "sea of sorrow." In the Bible, she is the daughter of Amram and Jochebed and the sister of Aaron and Moses.

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MAIN CHARACTERS

THE SURIEL

Suriel is a Hebrew name meaning "God's prince" and "divine authority." Could also reference Sariel, an angel from Judaic tradition who is one of seven holy angels. He is considered to be a primordial power is invoked for his protective powers.

ATTOR

Possibly an altered form of the German "Tatter" meaning "goblin" or "puppet." As an Anglo-Saxon name, it means "venom."

DEATH GODS

THE BONE CARVER

Self-explanatory, folks.

STRYGA AKA THE WEAVER

Strzyga is a female demon in Slavic mythology similar to a vampire, stemming from the mythological Strix in Ancient Greece, who were birds of ill omen that fed on human flesh and blood, but also referred to witches and other evil folkloric creatures.

KOSCHEI

Koschei is a common villain in East Slavic tales. He is often given the epithet of "the Immortal" or "the Deathless." Many tales insinuate he "hides" his death inside nested objects to protect it. He is considered the parallel male figure of Baby Yaga. He often takes the role of a malevolent rival figure who competes —or entraps—a male hero's love interest.

PRISON INMATES

BRYAXIS

Bryaxis was a famous Ancient Greek sculptor who is known for his creation of sculptures on the mausoleum of Maussollos. The name may mean "delight" or "lust."

LANTHYS

No information/connections found (I know, it's killing me, too—there's got to be SOMETHING).

LUBIA

The lubia/ljubi is a water and storm demon in Albanian mythology, usually depicted as a large multi-headed (anywhere from 7 to 100 heads) female serpentine dragon. She causes waters to dry up unless a virgin is sacrificed to her; her irresistible taste for flesh leans towards that of little girls.

ANNIS

The Black Annis is a bogeyman in English folklore. She is depicted as a blue-faced witch or hag, has iron claws, and has a taste for human flesh, especially that of children.

VESPERUS

In Greek mythology, Hesperus is the Evening Star, her Roman equivalent being named Vesper.

MINOR CHARACTERS

MIDDENGARD WYRM

Midgard is the Middle Earth, the body of mankind in Norse mythology. It is the realm of human beings—ie, Earth.

THE BOGGE

Bogge is a Middle English word meaning "frightening spectre," from which the term bogeyman originated. Bogeymen have no specific appearance and conceptions vary drastically by culture.

NAGA

Throughout various Asian religious traditions, nagas are a divine/semi-diving race of half-human, half-serpent beings that reside in the netherworld.

MARTAX

Likely references a manticore, a Persian mythological creature similar to the Egyptian sphinx that was also largely present in Western Medieval art. The mercenary in ACOTAR Ch 3 describes it with a "body big as a bear's, head something like a lion's—and three rows of teeth sharper than a shark's." A manticore has the body of a lion, head of a man, tail of a scorpion, and eats its victims whole with three rows of teeth. The term "manticore" descends via Latin from Ancient Greek.

PUCA

Púca is Irish for "spirit" or "ghost, while puca is Old English for "goblin". They were said to be shape-changers that could take the shapes of various animals and even men.

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MEALLAN

Meallán is of Irish origin and means "small pleasant one."

ELLIA

Ellia is of various origins but can translate to "other" or "beauty fairy maiden" with hints of the "Otherworld."

For Part 2: World Map, Items, Terms & Other, click HERE

Plot
The Jedi Order has fallen. With the execution of Order 66 the once Grand Organization has been completely and utterly wiped out. The loyal clones that fought along their side in the intense battle against the CIS turned against them and with very little effort managed to wipe all of them out. With a Sith Lord being placed at the very top of the new Galactic Empire the name of the Jedi was bastardized and were all branded as traitorous war criminals.
And unfortunately this is the world that two lucky, or perhaps unlucky based on how one looks at it, Padawan find themselves within. Through their masters' combined efforts they were spared the tragedy of the Jedi’s fall, and left with one last order from them. To survive, live, and carry on the legacy of the Order that they once called family.
Unfortunately it is a task easier said than done. As mere Padawan who are not completely trained in the Jedi Ways they are left to grapple with much. Surviving, continuing their training on their own, and resisting the temptation of the Darkside with only each other as support. They can never really consider anyone to be a true ally for all they meet can benefit from the lucrative rewards that can come with turning a Jedi over to the Empire.
Will these two Padawan survive? Will they remain true to the path of light? Or fall victim to the Darkside? Only time will tell.
Extra Info
Heya! I hope you enjoy my plot, and before shooting me a chat I wanted to include a few extra bits of info below!

• This idea will take place in a sort of AU! I’m not a huge fan of the absurd amount of Jedi that seemed to have survived the purging of Order 66, and so these two padawans will genuinely be alone in the galaxy! Though bounties exist on Jedi who escaped the initial purge the two Padawan won’t really encounter any living Jedi that can help them along on their journey.
• Inquisitors will very much be a threat to them, but instead of being fallen Jedi I plan to have the Inquisitors be force Sensitive people taken by the empire and turned into elite soldiers rather than sole Jedi Hunters.
• I only Rp on Discord, it helps me stay organized and keep peace of mind with managing my rps!
• 18+ Rpers only please, I am over the age of 18 and don’t feel comfortable with anyone younger!

I can't help but notice many many inspirations or references that Vivzie has put in the show and I guess there may be many that I don't know.
Some of these I am not sure of, but -Lucifer's Golden Fiddle is a clear reference to The Devil Went down to Georgia -The song "Loser Baby" seems to be blatantly inspired by the song "Schadenfreude" from the Broadway musical "Avenue Q" - Lucifer sings "Check out Daddy's reviews on Yelp" - in the BeetleJuice Musical, there is a song that says "he can help, we found him on yelp" considering Alex Brightman is in HB, I wouldn't be surprised if the inspiration came from that sing -Vox's Flying Fish/Sharks are VERY reminiscent of the flying fish that Chrollo summons in Hunter x Hunter. Also, Chrollos full name is "Chrollo Luccifer"
What else am I missing?

i’m not replacing any current partners, i’m looking for 1-3 people this time!! :3c
hiya folks! my name is connor, i’m 24 and i’m looking for a roleplay partner! my timezone is GMT, my schedule is free for the next couple weeks :3c
i’ve had a couple prompts kicking around my brain for a few days and figured i’d chuck it to the ether :3c i’m only looking for slow burn romance plots this time, we can definitely brainstorm but here’s the prompts i have;
bounty hunter x target; this would be a slow burn romance plot where my OC, due to their backstory and their involvement with a gang (possibly having their own too 👀) where a bounty is placed on their head, dead or alive. your character the hunter would take this bounty and come after Cyd, not knowing the story behind why Cyd is being hunted and that they’ve been framed, once your character learns this information they both team up to turn against the hunter’s client >:3c they’d do research and organise together to figure out who’s behind Cyd’s bounty, sort of like detective work!! so a lot of time spent together, plenty of time to bond and get to know one another :3c i have a few NPC’s for the late story in this instance :3 i also have a starter written for this one!
noble x bodyguard; this one is a little less fleshed out, Cyd would be skint and down on their luck due to very little criminal work going around, so they take their first “above board” job and gets hired as your character’s bodyguard :3 (they’d be a noble or some form of politician) Cyd is suddenly part of a world completely different from theirs, yet they find some solace getting to know the character they’ve sworn to protect… 👀
musician x fan; my character, who’s the lead singer of an alternative band, hits it off with a VIP member (your character) one night after a gig. they drink, chat, laugh and spend the night together getting to know one another before my character drops yours off in the morning. they go their separate ways, however despite my character’s pseudo-stardom and your character’s own life, the two start to have blossoming feelings for one another, so they meet again, and again, and again… all the while, your character begins to see glimpses of mine’s life; things they hadn’t previously seen before, hints at a double life of crime and grit. can your character embrace the secrets they find out? or will a wedge come between our star crossed lovebirds? 👀
a few musts you should know going into this;

1. PLEASE introduce yourself and your character in your first message! “still open?” “hey” “RP?” will immediately be ignored
   
2. i’m after definite romance this time! i want a complex slow burn, equal pining, star crossed lovers from different worlds, that sort of vibe :3
   
3. please be respectful - myself and my characters are queer, so i expect both to be treated with dignity. if you have a general question about how gender works or otherwise, google is your friend :3
   
4. don’t be pushy or spam message me when i’m not active, it’ll result in me ending the roleplay. i do this for a hobby and want to have fun doing it, added pressure just makes it rather hard to want to write
   
5. i’m not picky over who gets in touch! any genders, both for OC’s and RP partners are welcome :3
   
6. ideally i’d like it if you avoided using a force sensitive character, however i might make an exception depending on what angle you take with your character
   
7. i love OOC talk and chatting about our characters, so i’d love for folks to bring that same passion to the table!
   
8. i prefer to roleplay on discord as i’m not too active on Reddit
   
9. i didn’t think i’d even have to add this in but if i unadd you on discord after we create a server together, please don’t take that as me not wanting to roleplay anymore! if i’m still in the server, i want to roleplay, simple as that.
   

i think that should be everything!! if you’d like references of my character, i have a character sheet and a references folder ready to go!! if you’ve read this far, add “in a galaxy far, far away” to your opening message >:3c can’t wait to see who gets in touch!!

I've compiled a list of parallels that fans have drawn between Elden Ring and Dark Souls 2, along with brief commentaries and illustrations on the patterns they may have observed.
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"The game is called the Elden Ring and it's a sequel to a video game that came out a few years ago called Dark Souls, My work on it was actually done years ago. These games, they're like movies, they take a long time to develop." - George R.R. Martin
He [George Martin] actually knew about the Dark Souls games. He was aware of them and what they were about, so that made me happy. That sort of gave me a little bit of a boost. I knew immediately from talking to him, it just became apparent his skill and his passion for the fantasy genre, and for games as well. - Hidetaka Miyazaki
“I can't deny the fact that, maybe down the line, I want to go back to the [Dark Souls] series and make one more game before I retire. I don't want to be branded a liar if that happens.” - Hidetaka Miyazaki
Dark Souls 2 probably bears the Souls series’ closest resemblance to Elden Ring. Design wise, both Dark Souls 2 and Elden Ring stressed open-ended gameplay and ditched linear progression.
Miyazaki agrees and in fact goes a step further. “In regards to Dark Souls 2, I actually personally think this was a really great project for us, and I think without it, we wouldn’t have had a lot of the connections and a lot of the ideas that went forward and carried the rest of the series. We were able to have that different impetus and have those different ideas and make those different connections that we otherwise might not have had.” He goes so far as to say that “there’s really no way of telling how or if the series would have continued the way it did without Dark Souls 2.” Hidetaka Miyazaki
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Elden Ring was co-directed by Yui Tanimura who is the director of Dark Souls II: Scholar of the First Sin.
Name-Engraved ring
"There are countless vestiges of long-lost gods in the ruins of Drangleic. Or perhaps they are the very same gods as ours, only known by different names."
I’ve seen people make comparison with the deities mentioned on the Name-engraved Ring list. (although the one they made about Ranni didn’t make sense to me and seem to be more relevant to the Gloam-Eyed Queen if anything).
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St. Trina and Miquella from Elden Ring share striking similarities with Quella, the deity of dreams dreams from Dark Souls 2, and Nehma, the goddess of love. Like the latter, Miquella has the power to "compel affection" through the Bewitching Branch. St. Trina and Quella are associated with sleep, trees, and dreams. Miquella shares similarities with Quella, as both are associated with ethereal, dream-like entities like the Nascent Butterfly and White Ring,
Quella’s icon also depicts a boy with wings, which something similar we see Miquella have during Elden Ring’s intro cut scene.
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Hanleth is the goddess of bliss. After the war of the erdtree, Marika's reign ushered in an age of plenty when It is said that drops of blessing once dripped boughs forever which gradually restored HP.
In Marika's own words. Hark, brave warriors. Hark, my lord Godfrey. We commend your deeds. Guidance has delivered ye through ordeal to the place ye stand. Put the giants to the sword and confine the flame atop the mount. Let a new epoch begin. An epoch glistening with life. Brandish the Elden Ring, for the Age of the Erdtree! - Melina
Kremmel, god of Struggle.
Lord Radagon was a great champion... He came to these lands at the head of a great golden host, when he met Lady Rennala in battle. He soon repented his territorial aggressions though, and became husband to the Carian Queen. However, when Godfrey, first Elden Lord, was hounded from the Lands Between, Radagon left Rennala to return to the Erdtree Capital. - Miriel, Pastor of Vows
“Solemn duty weighs upon the one beholden; not unlike a gnawing curse from which there is no deliverance” descriptions from both Marika's & Radagon's Soreseals
Queen Marika has high hopes for us. That we continue to struggle. Unto eternity. - Gideon Ofnir
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Radagon’s thorns
Prevented by the mantle of barbs. The thorns are impenetrable. A husk of the Erdtree's being; that spurns all that exists without. The only way to stand before the Elden Ring...and become the Elden Lord...is to pass the thorns. My purpose serves to aid in that very act. So I'd like you to undertake a new journey, with me. To the flame of ruin, far above the clouds, upon the snow mountaintops of the giants. Then I can set the Erdtree aflame. And guide you. Down the path to becoming Elden Lord. - Melina
“Ring granted protection by Kremmel, god of Struggle. The ring's spikes drive into the wearer's skin, so that each blow fuels spite toward the perpetrator. When damage is taken the ring retaliates and inflicts damage upon enemy.” - Ring of Thorns
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Assuming the theories that Mesmer are true, his association with the snake (which is viewed as a traitor to the Erdtree), consumption of dragon hearts, and seeking ultimate power suggest the pursuit for supremacy for his own gain. This aligns with the Covetous Gold Serpent Ring), which depicts the snake, a manifestation of the god of desire, Zinder. The serpent is an imperfect dragon and symbol of the undead. Mesmer's ambition and willingness to embrace forbidden power mirrors the ring's representation of insatiable desire and the undying nature of the serpent.
Rykard from Elden Ring and Zandroe from Dark Souls share a striking similarity - they are both associated with serpents and the concept of greed. Zandroe is described as the "god of greed" whose manifestation and servant is the snake, while Rykard fed himself into a massive "god-devouring serpent" in his pursuit of immortality through devouring others, an act of ultimate greed.
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Nahr Alma, the god of blood and a god of war, where Mohg is a demigod and the lord of blood.
Both Mohg and Nahr Alma are divinely associated with blood and have followers who use blood-themed weapons like the Scythe of Nahr Alma. Mohg and Nahr Alma's followers have rejected the world and vow to travel a bloody path. Mohg is the Lord of Blood and seeks to inaugurate a new dynasty, similar to Nahr Alma's influence
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Morgott, the "Fell Omen" 忌み鬼 (Imi Oni) meaning "Abominable Demon#cite_ref-14)." , and highly-ranked clerics of Lindelt from Dark Souls 2 share similarities as holy knights who wield "demonic powers" to castigate those who harbor ambitions for power. Both are feared by their enemies for their ruthless tactics in battle, with Morgott slaughtering countless champions during the Shattering and these clerics of Lindelt use the miracle "Unveil" to reveal the location of traitors.
“Wilful traitors, all. Thy kind are all of a piece. Pillagers. Emboldened by the flame of ambition. Have it writ upon thy meagre grave: Felled by King Morgott! Last of all kings.” Morgott, the Grace-Given.
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Godwyn the Golden from Elden Ring and the God of Sun from Dark Souls 2 were revered for their mastery of lightning and their incantations, such as Lightning Spear, Dragonbolt Blessing, and Sacred Oath. Additionally, Godwyn's victory of the ancient dragon Fortissax and his subsequent friendship with the fallen foe gave rise to the ancient dragon cult in the capital, much like the God of Sun's connection with the Blinding Bolt that was forbidden so to protect the world from hatred, or sorrow, and the ancient clan) whose leader was revered as the deity.
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The demigod general Radahn and Faraam like Nahr Alma, is a god of war from Dark Souls 2 are both associated with lions, a symbol of strength and ferocity in battle, representing their prowess as mighty warriors. Known for their skill in combat, with Radahn being captivated by the Lord of the Battlefield from a young age, now wields a greatsword in each hand, and the Faraam Knights being feared for their nimble two-handed swordplay.
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Galib (I’ve seen it spelled “Calib”) from Dark Souls 2 and Malenia (who released her bloom in Caelid) both have a thematic connection to disease and affliction. Malenia and Miquella, both children of a single god, were afflicted with rot and eternal childhood respectively. Leydia apostles manipulated both the onset and curing of disease but were denied peaceful deaths, while Malenia's rot was an incurable sickness (as her army are undergoing their gradual, putrefaction of their flesh) that Miquella tried to ward off with unalloyed gold needles and her great rune provides healing after receiving damage.
Coincidentally Malenia can grow wings as well.
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Caffrey, deity of Fortune, and Godfrey the first Elden lord. The name “Frey” might be derived from Nordic mythology. Frey is primarily associated with fertility, prosperity, and abundance.
Caffrey's icon mirrors the currency and EXP icon from Dark Souls 2, representing experience points gained by defeating enemies. In a similar vein, Godfrey is portrayed as the lord of the battlefield, who bravely battled Giants, confronted the Storm Lord and had countless victories, ushering in the Age of the Erdtree which was forged through the use of valuables like Smithing Stones [8], becoming the embodiment of Order. This left a long legacy of loyal warriors honored him by wielding axes like himself.
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The hunting Goddess Evlana was no goddess at all, but rather a brave and highly skilled bow huntress. Long after her demise, the passing of lore transformed her into a deity.”
The Hunter's Hat
Spirit of a handsome archer who dressed in the style of a man. Called the Silent Hunter by some, she fires St. Trina's arrows from her shortbow.
Dolores the Sleeping Arrow Puppet
:P

Hello! My name is Nycro and I've been a roleplayer for roughly 13 years now! I'm primarily an original story writer, preferring to build a story from the ground up. I love world building and character building. In my extensive history I've written most genres and continue to find enjoyment in exploring and sometimes trying new ones. I'm looking for someone to build a story with me with original characters and an original story. I'm a huge sucker for romance and prefer to have it involved in my roleplays as well.
I'm a multi-paragraph writer, tending to put in 3-5+ paragraphs for my writing, though I'm open to writing more depending how much I get back, but for a simple matter I refuse to write with anyone unable to give atleast two paragraphs, and would strongly prefer someone who can match or beat me in length to push me to writing more.
It is a requirement that you are capable of paragraph writing and able to produce atleast 2-3 paragraphs per emote. I'm not interested in single sentences.
It is also a requirement that you are 18+ I'm uncomfortable writing with anyone younger then that.
A little more about me! I use they/them pronouns I write in the third person, though I've dabbled in first person. Definitely prefer third.
I'm a caretaker irl, and things can be very hectic and busy with both my health and well-being, so I'm not always available but I'll always try to be open about it.
I'm a dog and cat owner, lover of the small critters, always happy to share pictures of my animals.
I enjoy making playlists, and have recently started making reference boards.
I'm open to writing all pairings, I honestly prefer finding a story that fits more then worrying about the pairing, so I'm open to everything.
I'm also open to furry/anthro! I'm happy to include or work them into the story some way if that's something that would interest you.
For Genres I prefer, though not limited to, Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Post- Apocalyptic, Adventure, Slice Of Life, Romance, Drama, Tragedy, Medieval (non-fantasy), Historic, Western.
I'm open to some fandoms, though I'm not interested in playing canon characters
Harry PotteHogwarts Legacy. Recently picked up the game and I've had a strong pull to do something in the wizarding world.
Homestuck. Not ashamed to admit I'm still a fan and interested in coming up with plots for it!
Doctor who. A fun science fiction series, has been a bit of an inspiration and I love creating wild stories to go in the setting. One of my favorites.
My Hero Academia. I haven't done a roleplay in this setting in a while, and I'm a little hesitant to pick it back up, but I'm open to trying depending on the story we come up with!
Titanfall 2. This is a bit out there but it's one of my favorite games in general and I've had such a strong calling to get into it and write a pilot/mech dynamic duo as characters and think it could be a fun setting!
Halo. In general another one of my favorites, I'm not exactly sure what kind of story I'd like to write in it, but I'm open to any and all suggestions!
Monster Hunter. I'm a big fan of the games and am open to writing in any setting though I have a leaning preference toward new world plots. I'm happy to go back into older game settings, or creating our own though!

This is an expansion of a recent post and also incorporates some ideas from this theory (by u/ndependent-Design17). Throughout the series the reader is repeatedly reminded that "only death can pay for life" — that magic, especially powerful magic, comes at great cost.

"Only death can pay for life, my lord. A great gift requires a great sacrifice.”

Davos, ASOS
This phrase or variations of this phrase are repeated by Melisandre, Mirri, etc. at various points throughout the series. That which follows is a highly speculative theory on the nature of the cost of magic in the series. Specifically, that souls are central to the exercise of magic and can be used as magic currency.

1. establishing the concept of the soul

Oh, to be sure, there is much we do not understand. The years pass in their hundreds and their thousands, and what does any man see of life but a few summers, a few winters? We look at mountains and call them eternal, and so they seem… but in the course of time, mountains rise and fall, rivers change their courses, stars fall from the sky, and great cities sink beneath the sea. Even gods die, we think. Everything changes.

Bran, AGOT
What happens after we die? Is there some part of us that lives on or do we simply cease to exist. These are fundamental questions that are essentially unanswerable in life but not in ASOIAF. The reader is given a point-of-view account of death in the prologue of ADWD. After unsuccessfully attempting to steal the body of Thistle, a wildling spearwife, Varamyr dies and briefly becomes a disembodied consciousness:

The white world turned and fell away. For a moment it was as if he were inside the weirwood, gazing out through carved red eyes as a dying man twitched feebly on the ground and a madwoman danced blind and bloody underneath the moon, weeping red tears and ripping at her clothes. Then both were gone and he was rising, melting, his spirit borne on some cold wind. He was in the snow and in the clouds, he was a sparrow, a squirrel, an oak. A horned owl flew silently between his trees, hunting a hare; Varamyr was inside the owl, inside the hare, inside the trees. Deep below the frozen ground, earthworms burrowed blindly in the dark, and he was them as well. I am the wood, and everything that’s in it, he thought, exulting.

Prologue, ADWD
Afterward his "spirit," or soul, is eventually transferred into a body of wolf and he begins his second life. This event, and the process of skin-changing more generally, appears to involve projection of a soul from one body into another. The process of transferring souls to either the animal vessels or the weirwoods is central to the magic of the Children of the Forest.

“Someone else was in the raven,” he told Lord Brynden, once he had returned to his own skin. “Some girl. I felt her.”
“A woman, of those who sing the song of earth,” his teacher said. “Long dead, yet a part of her remains, just as a part of you would remain in Summer if your boy’s flesh were to die upon the morrow. A shadow on the soul. She will not harm you.”
"Do all the birds have singers in them?"
“All,” Lord Brynden said.

Bran, ADWD
After death a "shadow on the soul" of the Singers remain in the crows. The soul of Orell is also described as living on in the body of his eagle after his death.
This process appears to take two forms: the soul can be temporarily projected from one body into another (e.g., as happens when Bran skin-changes into Hodor) or can be permanently transferred as is described in the separate examples above.
These transferred souls merge with their recipient, at least to some degree, and may decay over time:

"The wolf is part of you from that day on, and you’re part of him. Both of you will change.”
Other beasts were best left alone, the hunter had declared. Cats were vain and cruel, always ready to turn on you. Elk and deer were prey; wear their skins too long, and even the bravest man became a coward. Bears, boars, badgers, weasels … Haggon did not hold with such. “Some skins you never want to wear, boy. You won’t like what you’d become.” Birds were the worst, to hear him tell it. “Men were not meant to leave the earth. Spend too much time in the clouds and you never want to come back down again.
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"They say you forget," Haggon had told him, a few weeks before his own death.
"When the man's flesh dies, his spirit lives on inside the beast, but every day his memory fades, and the beast becomes a little less a warg, a little more a wolf, until nothing of the man is left and only the beast remains."

Prologue, ADWD
Bran is provided with similar warnings about the danger of spending too much time in Summer's skin by Jojen.
The Bran that appears to Jon-Ghost in the vision in ACOK is also likely the lingering soul of a non-contemporaneous Bran, contained in the weirwoods and communicating from the future.

The weirwood had his brother’s face. Had his brother always had three eyes?
Not always, came the silent shout. Not before the crow.
He sniffed at the bark, smelled wolf and tree and boy, but behind that there were other scents, the rich brown smell of warm earth and the hard grey smell of stone and something else, something terrible. Death, he knew. He was smelling death. He cringed back, his hair bristling, and bared his fangs.
"Don’t be afraid, I like it in the dark. No one can see you, but you can see them. But first you have to open your eyes. See? Like this." And the tree reached down and touched him.

Jon, ACOK
There is more information about this in the Time Traveling Bran series. Briefly, the version of Bran in this vision does not appear to be contemporaneous because likes the dark, is able to open Jon's third eye, and smells of death. (This is well outside of the scope of this theory however.)

2. shadow magic requires souls

As above the reader is repeatedly reminded throughout the series that "only death can pay for life." What is specifically being sacrificed, though? Is the magic being fueled by the blood of the sacrificed or by something else?
To answer this let us examine one of the most concrete example of magic in the series, the use or exchange of Stannis Baratheon's "life-fire" in order for Melisandre to manifest the shadows used to kill Renly Baratheon and Courtney Penrose.

Shadows only live when given birth by light, and the king's fires burn so low I dare not draw off any more to make another son. It might well kill him."
Melisandre moved closer.
"With another man, though... a man whose flames still burn hot and high... if you truly wish to serve your king's cause, come to my chamber one night. I could give you pleasure such as you have never known, and with your life-fire I could make..."

Davos, ASOS
According to this explanation, the cost of producing these shadow appears to have been part of his "life-fire," or soul. The shadow is also specifically described as having the shape Stannis. Whether this applies to other types of magic — specifically blood magic or fire magic — is less clear but shadow magic very much appears to require the use of souls.
The exchange of seed for soul is also directly referenced in the story of the Night's King.

A woman was his downfall; a woman glimpsed from atop the Wall, with skin as white as the moon and eyes like blue stars. Fearing nothing, he chased her and caught her and loved her, though her skin was cold as ice, and when he gave his seed to her he gave his soul as well. (Credit to u/DigLost5791 for this reference.)

Bran, ASOS
Stannis is described by Davos afterward as follows:

The look of him was a shock. He seemed ten years older than the man that Davos had left at Storm’s End when he set sail for the Blackwater and the battle that would be their undoing. The king’s close-cropped beard was spiderwebbed with grey hairs, and he had dropped two stone or more of weight. He had never been a fleshy man, but now the bones moved beneath his skin like spears, fighting to cut free. Even his crown seemed too large for his head. His eyes were blue pits lost in deep hollows, and the shape of a skull could be seen beneath his face.

Davos, ASOS
Asha later describes Stannis as appearing life a "man with one foot in the grave."

What little flesh he’d carried on his tall, spare frame at Deepwood Motte had melted away during the march. The shape of his skull could be seen under his skin, and his jaw was clenched so hard Asha feared his teeth might shatter.

Asha, ADWD
These descriptions seem appropriate for a character that has lost part of their "life-fire" or soul.
Throughout the series Stannis is forced to make a series of increasingly difficult decisions. The most significant of these decisions regards the fate of his nephew, Eric Storm. Melisandre repeatedly urges him to "give [her] the boy," presumably to be burned, but is rebuffed by Stannis.

“I know the cost! Last night, gazing into that hearth, I saw things in the flames as well. I saw a king, a crown of fire on his brows, burning … burning, Davos. His own crown consumed his flesh and turned him into ash. Do you think I need Melisandre to tell me what that means? Or you?” The king moved, so his shadow fell upon King’s Landing.
"…what is the life of one bastard boy against a kingdom?”
“Everything,” said Davos, softly.

Davos, ASOS
Is the life of this bastard boy worth the lives of millions that would die if the Others break through the Wall? Making a deal with the devil and literally selling his soul in pursuit of some greater good seems very appropriate for his character, thematically.

3. blood and fire magic

As opposed to the creation of the shadows described above, we are also provided an example of blood magic in the leech burning ritual.

“Give me the boy, Your Grace. It is the surer way. The better way. Give me the boy and I shall wake the stone dragon.”
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Melisandre bowed her head stiffly, and said, “As my king commands.” Reaching up her left sleeve with her right hand, she flung a handful of powder into the brazier. The coals roared. As pale flames writhed atop them, the red woman retrieved the silver dish and brought it to the king. Davos watched her lift the lid. Beneath were three large black leeches, fat with blood. The boy’s blood, Davos knew. A king’s blood. Stannis stretched forth a hand, and his fingers closed around one of the leeches.
“Say the name,” Melisandre commanded.

Davos, ASOS
Following this ritual all of the mentioned individuals do die but do so as the part of separate conspiracies (e.g., Robb Stark is betrayed by the Freys and Boltons, Joffrey Baratheon by Littlefinger and the Tyrells, etc.). It is left intentionally ambiguous by the author but it does not appear that the ritual was responsible.
The creation of the shadows required part of Stannis' soul. Could it be that the leech burning ritual was unsuccessful because blood alone is not sufficient as a sacrifice?
These forms of magic are frequently described, at least in the community, separately as "shadow magic" and "blood magic." These concepts — "fire and blood" and "flame and shadow" — are highly associated with one another in the series:

“Shadow?" Davos felt his flesh prickling. "A shadow is a thing of darkness."
”You are more ignorant than a child, ser knight. There are no shadows in the dark. Shadows are the servants of light, the children of fire. The brightest flame casts the darkest shadows."

Davos, ACOK
I speculate that these are different expressions of the same concept; that all of these fall under the general umbrella of fire magic and share common principles. Fire consumes.
After Alester Florent is sacrificed on Dragonstone Davos describes "the smell of burning flesh" on the wind:

Melisandre had given Alester Florent to her god on Dragonstone, to conjure up the wind that bore them north. Lord Florent had been strong and silent as the queen's men bound him to the post, as dignified as any half-naked man could hope to be, but as the flames licked up his legs he had begun to scream, and his screams had blown them all the way to Eastwatch-by-the-Sea, if the red woman could be believed. Davos had misliked that wind. It had seemed to him to smell of burning flesh, and the sound of it was anguished as it played amongst the lines.

Davos, ADWD
Whether these forms of magic are actually interchangeable or not — whether they each require the consumption of souls — is difficult to prove based on the text. It appears likely given the association between these concepts that sacrifice that powered this "anguished wind" was that of a soul and not a body or blood.

4. dancing shadows

The tent was aglow with the light of braziers within. Through the blood-spattered sandsilk, she glimpsed shadows moving.
Mirri Maz Duur was dancing, and not alone.
...
No, Dany wanted to say, no, not that, you mustn’t, but when she opened her mouth, a long wail of pain escaped, and the sweat broke over her skin. What was wrong with them, couldn’t they see?
Inside the tent the shapes were dancing, circling the brazier and the bloody bath, dark against the sandsilk, and some did not look human. She glimpsed the shadow of a great wolf, and another like a man wreathed in flames.
“The Lamb Woman knows the secrets of the birthing bed,” Irri said. “She said so, I heard her.”
“Yes,” Doreah agreed, “I heard her too.”
No, she shouted, or perhaps she only thought it, for no whisper of sound escaped her lips. She was being carried. Her eyes opened to gaze up at a flat dead sky, black and bleak and starless. Please, no. The sound of Mirri Maz Duur’s voice grew louder, until it filled the world. The shapes! She screamed. The dancers!
Ser Jorah carried her inside the tent.

Daenerys, AGOT
The introduction of shadow magic in the series is provided above with Mirri Max Duur. Following this ritual Drogo is described essentially as a lifeless husk:

"He seems to like the warmth, Princess," Ser Jorah said. "His eyes follow the sun, though he does not see it. He can walk after a fashion. He will go where you lead him, but no farther. He will eat if you put food in his mouth, drink if you dribble water on his lips."

Daenerys, AGOT
It has previously been speculated that Mirri "reverse skin-changed" Drogo (e.g., "strength of the mount go into the rider, strength of the beast go into the man."). The description provided is less consistent with a horse soul inhabiting a human body than it is with the complete or near-complete absence of a soul. It appears more likely in retrospect that Mirri sacrificed part of Drogo's soul to summon the shadows, likely as a means to kill Daenerys' unborn child.

“The stallion who mounts the world will burn no cities now. His khalasar shall trample no nations into dust."

Daenerys, AGOT

5. reanimation

If "only death can pay for life" and souls are used as a form of magical currency how does one explain the reanimation or resurrection process?
There is a paucity of information on the reanimation of the dead in the series. The resurrection of Beric Dondarrion, for example, appears to be different in fundamental ways from that of the wights or Cold Hands. (We are potentially given a point-of-view account of this process if you accept that Victarion died in ADWD.)

“Thoros, how many times have you brought me back now?”
The red priest bowed his head. “It is R’hllor who brings you back, my lord. The Lord of Light. I am only his instrument.”
“How many times?” Lord Beric insisted.
“Six,” Thoros said reluctantly.
“And each time is harder. You have grown reckless, my lord. Is death so very sweet?”
Arya, ASOS

There is no immediately identifiable cost for the "kiss of life" and repeated resurrection of Beric. I speculate that Thoros is breathing part of his soul into Beric during this process.

“That first time, his lordship had a hole right through him and blood in his mouth, I knew there was no hope. So when his poor torn chest stopped moving, I gave him the good god's own kiss to send him on his way. I filled my mouth with fire and breathed the flames inside him, down his throat to lungs and heart and soul. The last kiss it is called, and many a time I saw the old priests bestow it on the Lord's servants as they died." (Credit to u/watchersontheweb for providing this quote in the initial thread.)

Arya, ASOS
Thoros is also described as appearing very different after performing this ritual several times in a way that is not entirely dissimilar to the changes in Stannis’ appearance referenced above.

“Here’s the wizard, skinny squirrel. You’ll get your answers now.”
He pointed toward the fire, where Tom Sevenstrings stood talking to a tall thin man with oddments of old armor buckled on over his ratty pink robes. That can’t be Thoros of Myr. Arya remembered the red priest as fat, with a smooth face and a shiny bald head. This man had a droopy face and a full head of shaggy grey hair. Something
...
“Thoros of Myr. You used to shave your head.”
“To betoken a humble heart, but in truth my heart was vain. Besides, I lost my razor in the woods.” The priest slapped his belly. “I am less than I was, but more. A year in the wild will melt the flesh off a man. Would that I could find a tailor to take in my skin. I might look young again, and pretty maids would shower me with kisses.”

Arya, ASOS
Thoros attributes these changes to his renewed devotion to the Red God and spending "a year in the wild" although he is not exactly forthcoming with Arya about the resurrection process. It is also likely that he may not entirely understand what specifically is being exchanged here.
Thoros later describes Beric giving the "kiss of life" to the corpse of Catelyn Stark:

“The Freys slashed her throat from ear to ear. When we found her by the river she was three days dead. Harwin begged me to give her the kiss of life, but it had been too long. I would not do it, so Lord Beric put his lips to hers instead, and the flame of life passed from him to her. And… she rose. May the Lord of Light protect us. She rose.”

Brienne, AFFC
Notably, this process produces a reanimated Catelyn (a.k.a. Lady Stoneheart). The soul of Beric, or at least whatever is left of his soul at this point in the series, is consumed in order to resurrect Catelyn.

6. cold shadows (wild speculation)

The terms "white shadows," "pale shadows," and "cold shadows" are repeated used to describe the Others. The Others are also highly associated with ghosts — the spirits of souls of the dead bound to the earth. (The forrest is literally called the Haunted Forrest.)

The Others made no sound.
Will saw movement from the corner of his eye. Pale shapes gliding through the wood. He turned his head, glimpsed a white shadow in the darkness. Then it was gone. Branches stirred gently in the wind, scratching at one another with wooden fingers. Will opened his mouth to call down a warning, and the words seemed to freeze in his throat. Perhaps he was wrong. Perhaps it had only been a bird, a reflection on the snow, some trick of the moonlight. What had he seen, after all?
“Will, where are you?” Ser Waymar called up. “Can you see anything?” He was turning in a slow circle, suddenly wary, his sword in hand. He must have felt them, as Will felt them. There was nothing to see. “Answer me! Why is it so cold?” It was cold.
Shivering, Will clung more tightly to his perch. His face pressed hard against the trunk of the sentinel. He could feel the sweet, sticky sap on his cheek. A shadow emerged from the dark of the wood. It stood in front of Royce. Tall, it was, and gaunt and hard as old bones, with flesh pale as milk. Its armor seemed to change color as it moved; here it was white as new-fallen snow, there black as shadow, everywhere dappled with the deep grey-green of the trees. The patterns ran like moonlight on water with every step it took. Will heard the breath go out of Ser Waymar Royce in a long hiss. ...
The Other slid forward on silent feet. In its hand was a longsword like none that Will had ever seen. No human metal had gone into the forging of that blade. It was alive with moonlight, translucent, a shard of crystal so thin that it seemed almost to vanish when seen edge-on. There was a faint blue shimmer to the thing, a ghost-light that played around its edges, and somehow Will knew it was sharper than any razor.

Prologue, AGOT
This is again highly speculative but it seems reasonable to consider that these cold shadows are not "ice demons" but are in fact ghosts, the spirits or souls of men that are bound to the earth through magic by the Children of the Forest. (The textual evidence of the creation of the Others by the Children has been previously discussed at length in the community.) Whereas fire consumes, ice preserves.
This would explain several unusual characteristics of the Others as described by Tormund

“Tormund,” Jon said, as they watched four old women pull a cartful of children toward the gate, “tell me of our foe. I would know all there is to know of the Others.”
The wildling rubbed his mouth. “Not here,” he mumbled, “not this side o’ your Wall.” The old man glanced uneasily toward the trees in their white mantles. “They’re never far, you know. They won’t come out by day, not when that old sun’s shining, but don’t think that means they went away. Shadows never go away. Might be you don’t see them, but they’re always clinging to your heels.”
...
Tormund turned back.
"You know nothing. You killed a dead man, aye, I heard. Mance killed a hundred. A man can fight the dead, but when their masters come, when the white mists rise up… how do you fight a mist, crow? Shadows with teeth … air so cold it hurts to breathe, like a knife inside your chest … you do not know, you cannot know … can your sword cut cold?"

Jon, ADWD
A reasonable interpretation of this is that the Others are present during the day, at least in some capacity, and are only able to assume corporeal form at night.
The Others are also described as "going lightly upon the snow" which is in keeping with their nature as spirits.

“The white walkers go lightly on the snow,” the ranger said. “You’ll find no prints to mark their passage.”

Samwell, ASOS

7. conclusions

This highly speculative theory that attempts to reconcile the several seemingly disparate concepts in the series related to magic, namely the actual nature of magical sacrifice ("only death can pay for life") and shadows or shadow magic. More specifically, I suggest that souls are the primary magical currency and can be consumed to summon shadows, create glamours, etc. I also speculate that similar processes took place during Mirri Maz Duur's shadow-binding ritual in AGOT and during the repeated resurrections of Berric Dondarrion in ASOS. I further suggest that the Others are ghosts, the spirits or souls of the dead bound to the earth.
EDIT: edited several times to address formatting issues

This is an expansion of a recent post and also incorporates some ideas from this theory (by u/ndependent-Design17). Throughout the series the reader is repeatedly reminded that "only death can pay for life" — that magic, especially powerful magic, comes at great cost.

"Only death can pay for life, my lord. A great gift requires a great sacrifice.”

Davos, ASOS
This phrase or variations of this phrase are repeated by Melisandre, Mirri, etc. at various points throughout the series. That which follows is a highly speculative theory on the nature of the cost of magic in the series. Specifically, that souls are central to the exercise of magic and can be used as magic currency.

1. establishing the concept of the soul

Oh, to be sure, there is much we do not understand. The years pass in their hundreds and their thousands, and what does any man see of life but a few summers, a few winters? We look at mountains and call them eternal, and so they seem… but in the course of time, mountains rise and fall, rivers change their courses, stars fall from the sky, and great cities sink beneath the sea. Even gods die, we think. Everything changes.

Bran, AGOT
What happens after we die? Is there some part of us that lives on or do we simply cease to exist. These are fundamental questions that are essentially unanswerable in life but not in ASOIAF. The reader is given a point-of-view account of death in the prologue of ADWD. After unsuccessfully attempting to steal the body of Thistle, a wildling spearwife, Varamyr dies and briefly becomes a disembodied consciousness:

The white world turned and fell away. For a moment it was as if he were inside the weirwood, gazing out through carved red eyes as a dying man twitched feebly on the ground and a madwoman danced blind and bloody underneath the moon, weeping red tears and ripping at her clothes. Then both were gone and he was rising, melting, his spirit borne on some cold wind. He was in the snow and in the clouds, he was a sparrow, a squirrel, an oak. A horned owl flew silently between his trees, hunting a hare; Varamyr was inside the owl, inside the hare, inside the trees. Deep below the frozen ground, earthworms burrowed blindly in the dark, and he was them as well. I am the wood, and everything that’s in it, he thought, exulting.

Prologue, ADWD
Afterward his "spirit," or soul, is eventually transferred into a body of wolf and he begins his second life. This event, and the process of skin-changing more generally, appears to involve projection of a soul from one body into another. The process of transferring souls to either the animal vessels or the weirwoods is central to the magic of the Children of the Forest.

“Someone else was in the raven,” he told Lord Brynden, once he had returned to his own skin. “Some girl. I felt her.”
“A woman, of those who sing the song of earth,” his teacher said. “Long dead, yet a part of her remains, just as a part of you would remain in Summer if your boy’s flesh were to die upon the morrow. A shadow on the soul. She will not harm you.”
"Do all the birds have singers in them?"
“All,” Lord Brynden said.

Bran, ADWD
After death a "shadow on the soul" of the Singers remain in the crows. The soul of Orell is also described as living on in the body of his eagle after his death.
This process appears to take two forms: the soul can be temporarily projected from one body into another (e.g., as happens when Bran skin-changes into Hodor) or can be permanently transferred as is described in the separate examples above.
These transferred souls merge with their recipient, at least to some degree, and may decay over time:

"The wolf is part of you from that day on, and you’re part of him. Both of you will change.”
Other beasts were best left alone, the hunter had declared. Cats were vain and cruel, always ready to turn on you. Elk and deer were prey; wear their skins too long, and even the bravest man became a coward. Bears, boars, badgers, weasels … Haggon did not hold with such. “Some skins you never want to wear, boy. You won’t like what you’d become.” Birds were the worst, to hear him tell it. “Men were not meant to leave the earth. Spend too much time in the clouds and you never want to come back down again.
...
"They say you forget," Haggon had told him, a few weeks before his own death.
"When the man's flesh dies, his spirit lives on inside the beast, but every day his memory fades, and the beast becomes a little less a warg, a little more a wolf, until nothing of the man is left and only the beast remains."

Prologue, ADWD
Bran is provided with similar warnings about the danger of spending too much time in Summer's skin by Jojen.
The Bran that appears to Jon-Ghost in the vision in ACOK is also likely the lingering soul of a non-contemporaneous Bran, contained in the weirwoods and communicating from the future.

The weirwood had his brother’s face. Had his brother always had three eyes?
Not always, came the silent shout. Not before the crow.
He sniffed at the bark, smelled wolf and tree and boy, but behind that there were other scents, the rich brown smell of warm earth and the hard grey smell of stone and something else, something terrible. Death, he knew. He was smelling death. He cringed back, his hair bristling, and bared his fangs.
"Don’t be afraid, I like it in the dark. No one can see you, but you can see them. But first you have to open your eyes. See? Like this." And the tree reached down and touched him.

Jon, ACOK
There is more information about this in the Time Traveling Bran series. Briefly, the version of Bran in this vision does not appear to be contemporaneous because likes the dark, is able to open Jon's third eye, and smells of death. (This is well outside of the scope of this theory however.)

2. shadow magic requires souls

As above the reader is repeatedly reminded throughout the series that "only death can pay for life." What is specifically being sacrificed, though? Is the magic being fueled by the blood of the sacrificed or by something else?
To answer this let us examine one of the most concrete example of magic in the series, the use or exchange of Stannis Baratheon's "life-fire" in order for Melisandre to manifest the shadows used to kill Renly Baratheon and Courtney Penrose.

Shadows only live when given birth by light, and the king's fires burn so low I dare not draw off any more to make another son. It might well kill him."
Melisandre moved closer.
"With another man, though... a man whose flames still burn hot and high... if you truly wish to serve your king's cause, come to my chamber one night. I could give you pleasure such as you have never known, and with your life-fire I could make..."

Davos, ASOS
According to this explanation, the cost of producing these shadow appears to have been part of his "life-fire," or soul. The shadow is also specifically described as having the shape Stannis. Whether this applies to other types of magic — specifically blood magic or fire magic — is less clear but shadow magic very much appears to require the use of souls.
The exchange of seed for soul is also directly referenced in the story of the Night's King.

A woman was his downfall; a woman glimpsed from atop the Wall, with skin as white as the moon and eyes like blue stars. Fearing nothing, he chased her and caught her and loved her, though her skin was cold as ice, and when he gave his seed to her he gave his soul as well. (Credit to u/DigLost5791 for this reference.)

Bran, ASOS
Stannis is described by Davos afterward as follows:

The look of him was a shock. He seemed ten years older than the man that Davos had left at Storm’s End when he set sail for the Blackwater and the battle that would be their undoing. The king’s close-cropped beard was spiderwebbed with grey hairs, and he had dropped two stone or more of weight. He had never been a fleshy man, but now the bones moved beneath his skin like spears, fighting to cut free. Even his crown seemed too large for his head. His eyes were blue pits lost in deep hollows, and the shape of a skull could be seen beneath his face.

Davos, ASOS
Asha later describes Stannis as appearing life a "man with one foot in the grave."

What little flesh he’d carried on his tall, spare frame at Deepwood Motte had melted away during the march. The shape of his skull could be seen under his skin, and his jaw was clenched so hard Asha feared his teeth might shatter.

Asha, ADWD
These descriptions seem appropriate for a character that has lost part of their "life-fire" or soul.
Throughout the series Stannis is forced to make a series of increasingly difficult decisions. The most significant of these decisions regards the fate of his nephew, Eric Storm. Melisandre repeatedly urges him to "give [her] the boy," presumably to be burned, but is rebuffed by Stannis.

“I know the cost! Last night, gazing into that hearth, I saw things in the flames as well. I saw a king, a crown of fire on his brows, burning … burning, Davos. His own crown consumed his flesh and turned him into ash. Do you think I need Melisandre to tell me what that means? Or you?” The king moved, so his shadow fell upon King’s Landing.
"…what is the life of one bastard boy against a kingdom?”
“Everything,” said Davos, softly.

Davos, ASOS
Is the life of this bastard boy worth the lives of millions that would die if the Others break through the Wall? Making a deal with the devil and literally selling his soul in pursuit of some greater good seems very appropriate for his character, thematically.

3. blood and fire magic

As opposed to the creation of the shadows described above, we are also provided an example of blood magic in the leech burning ritual.

“Give me the boy, Your Grace. It is the surer way. The better way. Give me the boy and I shall wake the stone dragon.”
...
Melisandre bowed her head stiffly, and said, “As my king commands.” Reaching up her left sleeve with her right hand, she flung a handful of powder into the brazier. The coals roared. As pale flames writhed atop them, the red woman retrieved the silver dish and brought it to the king. Davos watched her lift the lid. Beneath were three large black leeches, fat with blood. The boy’s blood, Davos knew. A king’s blood. Stannis stretched forth a hand, and his fingers closed around one of the leeches.
“Say the name,” Melisandre commanded.

Davos, ASOS
Following this ritual all of the mentioned individuals do die but do so as the part of separate conspiracies (e.g., Robb Stark is betrayed by the Freys and Boltons, Joffrey Baratheon by Littlefinger and the Tyrells, etc.). It is left intentionally ambiguous by the author but it does not appear that the ritual was responsible.
The creation of the shadows required part of Stannis' soul. Could it be that the leech burning ritual was unsuccessful because blood alone is not sufficient as a sacrifice?
These forms of magic are frequently described, at least in the community, separately as "shadow magic" and "blood magic." These concepts — "fire and blood" and "flame and shadow" — are highly associated with one another in the series:

“Shadow?" Davos felt his flesh prickling. "A shadow is a thing of darkness."
”You are more ignorant than a child, ser knight. There are no shadows in the dark. Shadows are the servants of light, the children of fire. The brightest flame casts the darkest shadows."

Davos, ACOK
I speculate that these are different expressions of the same concept; that all of these fall under the general umbrella of fire magic and share common principles. Fire consumes.
After Alester Florent is sacrificed on Dragonstone Davos describes "the smell of burning flesh" on the wind:

Melisandre had given Alester Florent to her god on Dragonstone, to conjure up the wind that bore them north. Lord Florent had been strong and silent as the queen's men bound him to the post, as dignified as any half-naked man could hope to be, but as the flames licked up his legs he had begun to scream, and his screams had blown them all the way to Eastwatch-by-the-Sea, if the red woman could be believed. Davos had misliked that wind. It had seemed to him to smell of burning flesh, and the sound of it was anguished as it played amongst the lines.

Davos, ADWD
Whether these forms of magic are actually interchangeable or not — whether they each require the consumption of souls — is difficult to prove based on the text. It appears likely given the association between these concepts that sacrifice that powered this "anguished wind" was that of a soul and not a body or blood.

4. dancing shadows

The tent was aglow with the light of braziers within. Through the blood-spattered sandsilk, she glimpsed shadows moving.
Mirri Maz Duur was dancing, and not alone.
...
No, Dany wanted to say, no, not that, you mustn’t, but when she opened her mouth, a long wail of pain escaped, and the sweat broke over her skin. What was wrong with them, couldn’t they see?
Inside the tent the shapes were dancing, circling the brazier and the bloody bath, dark against the sandsilk, and some did not look human. She glimpsed the shadow of a great wolf, and another like a man wreathed in flames.
“The Lamb Woman knows the secrets of the birthing bed,” Irri said. “She said so, I heard her.”
“Yes,” Doreah agreed, “I heard her too.”
No, she shouted, or perhaps she only thought it, for no whisper of sound escaped her lips. She was being carried. Her eyes opened to gaze up at a flat dead sky, black and bleak and starless. Please, no. The sound of Mirri Maz Duur’s voice grew louder, until it filled the world. The shapes! She screamed. The dancers!
Ser Jorah carried her inside the tent.

Daenerys, AGOT
The introduction of shadow magic in the series is provided above with Mirri Max Duur. Following this ritual Drogo is described essentially as a lifeless husk:

"He seems to like the warmth, Princess," Ser Jorah said. "His eyes follow the sun, though he does not see it. He can walk after a fashion. He will go where you lead him, but no farther. He will eat if you put food in his mouth, drink if you dribble water on his lips."

Daenerys, AGOT
It has previously been speculated that Mirri "reverse skin-changed" Drogo (e.g., "strength of the mount go into the rider, strength of the beast go into the man."). The description provided is less consistent with a horse soul inhabiting a human body than it is with the complete or near-complete absence of a soul. It appears more likely in retrospect that Mirri sacrificed part of Drogo's soul to summon the shadows, likely as a means to kill Daenerys' unborn child.

“The stallion who mounts the world will burn no cities now. His khalasar shall trample no nations into dust."

Daenerys, AGOT

5. reanimation

If "only death can pay for life" and souls are used as a form of magical currency how does one explain the reanimation or resurrection process?
There is a paucity of information on the reanimation of the dead in the series. The resurrection of Beric Dondarrion, for example, appears to be different in fundamental ways from that of the wights or Cold Hands. (We are potentially given a point-of-view account of this process if you accept that Victarion died in ADWD.)

“Thoros, how many times have you brought me back now?”
The red priest bowed his head. “It is R’hllor who brings you back, my lord. The Lord of Light. I am only his instrument.”
“How many times?” Lord Beric insisted.
“Six,” Thoros said reluctantly.
“And each time is harder. You have grown reckless, my lord. Is death so very sweet?”
Arya, ASOS

There is no immediately identifiable cost for the "kiss of life" and repeated resurrection of Beric. I speculate that Thoros is breathing part of his soul into Beric during this process.

“That first time, his lordship had a hole right through him and blood in his mouth, I knew there was no hope. So when his poor torn chest stopped moving, I gave him the good god's own kiss to send him on his way. I filled my mouth with fire and breathed the flames inside him, down his throat to lungs and heart and soul. The last kiss it is called, and many a time I saw the old priests bestow it on the Lord's servants as they died." (Credit to u/watchersontheweb for providing this quote in the initial thread.)

Arya, ASOS
Thoros is also described as appearing very different after performing this ritual several times in a way that is not entirely dissimilar to the changes in Stannis’ appearance referenced above.

“Here’s the wizard, skinny squirrel. You’ll get your answers now.”
He pointed toward the fire, where Tom Sevenstrings stood talking to a tall thin man with oddments of old armor buckled on over his ratty pink robes. That can’t be Thoros of Myr. Arya remembered the red priest as fat, with a smooth face and a shiny bald head. This man had a droopy face and a full head of shaggy grey hair. Something
...
“Thoros of Myr. You used to shave your head.”
“To betoken a humble heart, but in truth my heart was vain. Besides, I lost my razor in the woods.” The priest slapped his belly. “I am less than I was, but more. A year in the wild will melt the flesh off a man. Would that I could find a tailor to take in my skin. I might look young again, and pretty maids would shower me with kisses.”

Arya, ASOS
Thoros attributes these changes to his renewed devotion to the Red God and spending "a year in the wild" although he is not exactly forthcoming with Arya about the resurrection process. It is also likely that he may not entirely understand what specifically is being exchanged here.
Thoros later describes Beric giving the "kiss of life" to the corpse of Catelyn Stark:

“The Freys slashed her throat from ear to ear. When we found her by the river she was three days dead. Harwin begged me to give her the kiss of life, but it had been too long. I would not do it, so Lord Beric put his lips to hers instead, and the flame of life passed from him to her. And… she rose. May the Lord of Light protect us. She rose.”

Brienne, AFFC
Notably, this process produces a reanimated Catelyn (a.k.a. Lady Stoneheart). The soul of Beric, or at least whatever is left of his soul at this point in the series, is consumed in order to resurrect Catelyn.

6. cold shadows (wild speculation)

The terms "white shadows," "pale shadows," and "cold shadows" are repeated used to describe the Others. The Others are also highly associated with ghosts — the spirits of souls of the dead bound to the earth. (The forrest is literally called the Haunted Forrest.)

The Others made no sound.
Will saw movement from the corner of his eye. Pale shapes gliding through the wood. He turned his head, glimpsed a white shadow in the darkness. Then it was gone. Branches stirred gently in the wind, scratching at one another with wooden fingers. Will opened his mouth to call down a warning, and the words seemed to freeze in his throat. Perhaps he was wrong. Perhaps it had only been a bird, a reflection on the snow, some trick of the moonlight. What had he seen, after all?
“Will, where are you?” Ser Waymar called up. “Can you see anything?” He was turning in a slow circle, suddenly wary, his sword in hand. He must have felt them, as Will felt them. There was nothing to see. “Answer me! Why is it so cold?” It was cold.
Shivering, Will clung more tightly to his perch. His face pressed hard against the trunk of the sentinel. He could feel the sweet, sticky sap on his cheek. A shadow emerged from the dark of the wood. It stood in front of Royce. Tall, it was, and gaunt and hard as old bones, with flesh pale as milk. Its armor seemed to change color as it moved; here it was white as new-fallen snow, there black as shadow, everywhere dappled with the deep grey-green of the trees. The patterns ran like moonlight on water with every step it took. Will heard the breath go out of Ser Waymar Royce in a long hiss. ...
The Other slid forward on silent feet. In its hand was a longsword like none that Will had ever seen. No human metal had gone into the forging of that blade. It was alive with moonlight, translucent, a shard of crystal so thin that it seemed almost to vanish when seen edge-on. There was a faint blue shimmer to the thing, a ghost-light that played around its edges, and somehow Will knew it was sharper than any razor.

Prologue, AGOT
This is again highly speculative but it seems reasonable to consider that these cold shadows are not "ice demons" but are in fact ghosts, the spirits or souls of men that are bound to the earth through magic by the Children of the Forest. (The textual evidence of the creation of the Others by the Children is linked in a separate post here.) Whereas fire consumes, ice preserves.
This would explain several unusual characteristics of the Others as described by Tormund

“Tormund,” Jon said, as they watched four old women pull a cartful of children toward the gate, “tell me of our foe. I would know all there is to know of the Others.”
The wildling rubbed his mouth. “Not here,” he mumbled, “not this side o’ your Wall.” The old man glanced uneasily toward the trees in their white mantles. “They’re never far, you know. They won’t come out by day, not when that old sun’s shining, but don’t think that means they went away. Shadows never go away. Might be you don’t see them, but they’re always clinging to your heels.”
...
Tormund turned back.
"You know nothing. You killed a dead man, aye, I heard. Mance killed a hundred. A man can fight the dead, but when their masters come, when the white mists rise up… how do you fight a mist, crow? Shadows with teeth … air so cold it hurts to breathe, like a knife inside your chest … you do not know, you cannot know … can your sword cut cold?"

Jon, ADWD
A reasonable interpretation of this is that the Others are present during the day, at least in some capacity, and are only able to assume corporeal form at night.
The Others are also described as "going lightly upon the snow" which is in keeping with their nature as spirits.

“The white walkers go lightly on the snow,” the ranger said. “You’ll find no prints to mark their passage.”

Samwell, ASOS

7. conclusions

This highly speculative theory that attempts to reconcile the several seemingly disparate concepts in the series related to magic, namely the actual nature of magical sacrifice ("only death can pay for life") and shadows or shadow magic. More specifically, I suggest that souls are the primary magical currency and can be consumed to summon shadows, create glamours, etc. I also speculate that similar processes took place during Mirri Maz Duur's shadow-binding ritual in AGOT and during the repeated resurrections of Berric Dondarrion in ASOS. I further suggest that the Others are ghosts, the spirits or souls of the dead bound to the earth.
EDIT: edited several times to address formatting issues

As the world faded away into nothing but a dark void, Tom felt the only mildly familiar sensation of magic flowing like a gentle stream. It wasn’t much of a draw, but it was certainly noticeable.
“Right, best make this quick then,” he tried thinking to himself, feeling the flow peak as he did.
“Who is this? Make what quick?” an ethereal sounding female voice replied. It did sound a bit like how he remembered Joelina sounding. Though she did not exactly sound calm.
“Uhm… Hello? Anyone there?”
“Yes hello. Who is this? What must be done quick? Answer me at once!”
“It’s Tom… Is that you, Joelina?”
“Yes of course it is! Stupid dragons taking ages, I have questions for you! So many questiiioooonssss...”
“Yeah I figured that… Fire away I suppose.” Tom replied a little uncertainly as to just what he might be in for.
“Firstly! Did you read the letters?”
“I did yeah…”
“Disregard them, I have learned much since they were written! So much more yes, cursed blessed knowledge…”
“So you do know we have gone to space then?”
“What? No, I re-experienced the memory you had of the movie about the moon mission. It was evident on the second watching that it was trickery of the eye! Spaceflight is but a myth!”
“Riiight.”
“Then how have your kind visited space? And what of the gods above!? it was evident that the woman with the crystals was but a fraud!” Joelina explained with all the calm and restraint of a shoppingmall Karen
“Well the rockets to the moon, that did happen.” Tom attempted, doing his best to remain calm and diplomatic. “The movie you saw was probably a recreation… Tell me, did things go wrong on that trip but they made it home anyway?”
“Yes, do you know of what I speak? Ahr what am I proclaiming! of course you do it is your own memories, how could I forget.”
“Yea…, you watched a movie about Apollo 13 I think. Good movie, and that all happened too. Like for real happened”
“I see…” Joelina replied, sounding rather unstable. “And what of the gods?”
“We ain’t got any. Well not in space at least.”
“Impossible!”
“No, quite possible. Many still believe in gods though, but let’s not get into that too much. It’s a right old mess.”
“No, you must tell me what happened to the gods? Have they left you?”
“Well some think so, but no. I just think it all works a bit different for us. They might be a little more hands off.”
“But the churches… and these religious warriors you did battle with,” the inquisitor all but muttered to herself, sounding like she was struggling to put pieces together. “Do Jesus and Islam fight for power then? no no, they would have long since lost the battles to the ancient gods of war the teachers spoke of… though why they were always naked eludes me yeeees…”
“No, again we don’t really have gods just floating around... Could we please talk about something else? Or is that all you wanted to know?” Tom tried, hoping he really didn’t have to dive deeper into that particular subject.
“No no don’t you dare cut me off! I have seen what you talked of, nuclear fire and missiles, ships of the oceans and planes soaring in the skies. But is it not all fake? Surely it must be! It must be? It must be…”
“I don’t know what you saw… but we have ships sailing around. If you’ve ever seen flying ships like you have here then that’s fake I can assure you of that. We do have airships, but they look more like really big long balloons.”
“But we could make such vessels, or someone could from times past. If you can visit the moon then surely you can make a ship for the skies!”
“No no, we ain’t got grav oil. Or dragon essence as I guess it’s called. That means no anti gravity, and that means weight is a very very big problem for anything you wanna make fly. Planes and helicopters are how we fly. Remember how I flew to Afghanistan on a big ass plane? Or when I learned to parachute later?”
“What is parachute? is it the ham from your times doing, vacationing? what has dried meat products got to do with flying machines of battle!”
“Wooo easy now easy. I guess you didn’t get that far yet. Uhm. It’s a cloth kite you dangle from and then glide to the ground. Very good fun.”
“A cloth kite used to fly?... such strange inventions. Wait was there not a movie of with something of that nature? yeeee… there was a song. I liked that song… something something brains upon his chute. Yeesss…”
“Yeah… You’ll know it when you see it. I have one actually.” Tom clarified trying not to get too weirded out.
“You must demonstrate on a suitable occasion.”
“Yeah… I do have a question too though,” Tom replied, letting silence reign for a short time. “...Your last letter was in Danish.”
“Oh, uhm yes. I- I was having some difficulty separating what was real and what was not… I still am. Do not tell Glazz, she musten know the truth yet. She seeks to limit my excursions.”
“You’ve ended up like I did, have you?”
“No no no, the effects do indeed recede as expected, everything is in good order… But I had to know more. So so much moooore.”
“Maybe you should cool it a bit. You never know when a brain snaps. Or how,” Tom tried, confident his advice would be ignored.
“There is not time!”
“And why is that? How is it going in our beloved Inquisition?”
“Mind your tongue, human! Things are progressing, but so are our enemies. Infiltrators have been caught, traitors within our ranks are making their moves. The reemergence of Rashan, attacks on mines, keeps and a daring heist attempt at a Royal Guard fortress! The game is afoot, we cannot delay.”
“You can’t overreach yourself either. Weren’t you supposed to be winning over the rest of the inquisition right about now? Can’t do that as a gibbering mess.”
There was silence for a while more after that. “Glazz sent you a letter? What did it say?! You may not keep secrets from me- wait not… I should confiscate her arm… she cannot write with her left. Yes far better plan, avoid upsetting him. And fill her pen with invisible ink. Yes very good.”
“No, it’s just obvious to any idiot. But what about winter, won’t things slow down?”
“They should, yet as autumn progresses it has only been picking up. I hope they too are running out of time… But time for what? I must know what they are planning. They might be behind schedule. But what SCHEDULE! sorry…”
“Well you’re not gonna find the answer to that in my memories, now are you?”
“You were sent by someone. You are here for a purpose. I must know this purpose. It will help me understand. The puzzle is large and much of the box kept from me.”
“As far as I’m concerned, I’m here to help you guys get in gear. That’s a decades to centuries long sorta problem, not a couple of years. Sounds like this war will be in the couple of years category.”
“Then why now? Why did you arrive now?!”
“Shitty luck? Sounds like 10 years ago would have been a lot better… Oh on that note, did you hear? We found something down below.”
“No, Paulin would have told me.”Joelina dismissed, he could almost feel her turning her snout up and away from him.
“Well we opened the vault like 3 days ago,” Tom replied, quite surprised Paulin hadn’t said anything. “Wait yeah she can send you messages, no? She sent the message about what we wanted to buy too, didn’t she?... How did she do that by the way? Why didn’t you just have her ask me questions?”
“That is not for you to know, and this is not for her.”
“Really? More secrets still? Come on, tell me or I’ll let you think flying whales exist.”
“I know those are not real. If they were, you would have harvested them long ago! likely for some deranged snack… or facial decoration.”
“True, but you get the idea,” Tom persisted, feeling like this was something worth pushing for. Why would Paulin not have let her precious Joelina know?
“Very well. This does not leave your mind… In the name of, what was it called… camaraderie. Paulin is in possession of joined paper. Messages may be written down and read by anyone with similarly joined paper. Unsecured. Originally believed to be fore love letters… dastardly studs and wenches using perfectly good magic for such trivialness… simply tie the message to a rock and throw it though the window. Most peasants cannot even afford glass” Joelina trailed off, seemingly zoning out once more.
“You have magical paper that can relay written information… and you don’t fucking use it!?” Tom explaimed, not quite believing what he was hearing.
“No, we do not know how to make freshly bonded paper… only more linked to all other paper in existence…” Joelina agreed. He could almost feel her looking at the floor in shame. “But it is not as if you are infallible, why did you not bring one of these radios?”
“I uhm…”
“Why didn’t you?!”
“I forgot,” Tom admitted, thinking back to his packing days. Of all the things that could have proven useful, that one might have been his biggest blunder.
“For the love of all that is holy! You are our saviour?!” Joelina scolded, understandably so, but still.
“Hey I never claimed to be smart!”
“I have lived your dreams. That is a lie! You very much claim to be smart!”
“Fuck off, I know you are just a scared little insecure girl.”
“She died 30 years ago!”
“Well I haven’t gotten to that bit yet!”
“What in the devils do you mean?” Joelina questioned calming right down in a fraction of a second.
“I’ve only had like three proper dreams about you… wait no, not like that,” Tom blurted out as it clicked just how wrong that sounded. Joelina didn’t seem to care in the slightest though.
“Three? That is it!?” going right back to outrage.
“Yeah… Wait, how many have you had?” Tom questioned. He rather wanted to know just how much she might know about him in addition to the memories she had already picked through when inside his head.
“Several a day!” the inquisitor exclaimed in reply.
“Okay, I can see how that would drive someone a bit mad.”
“I am not going mad!”
“Did Glazz say the same thing?” Tom questioned, quite certain he was striking a nerve.
There was no reply for quite some time, Tom feeling the headache growing as things grew tranquil once more. He could feel his breath. It was rapid, and his heart was pounding. He probably shouldn’t do this for much longer. Thus he endeavored to break the silence.
“You probably should listen to her you know.”
“No! These matters are above her station!”
“Hasn’t she been in the Inquisition longer than you?”
“She has yes. But she is no inquisitor. She is a body guard.”
“Seems like she is a wee bit more than that,” Tom pushed on. He didn’t yet know how those two came to stick together, but it was clear they had been working together for decades by now. All the way since she was assigned to Harvik
“Mind your own matters, human.”
“Very well, don’t think I can keep this up anyway.”
“We have barely been chatting! Where do the dogs come from?!”
“Selective breeding for thousands of years. But I’m gonna go. Take a break, do what Glazz says… even if Jacky hates her.”
Yet more silence followed that, though it was brief and Joelina was the first to speak again.
“Fine! In the interest of cooperation I shall let you rest. Wear the earring at all times, I shall be contacting you again soon.”
“I think I’m gonna be the judge of that. I’ll put it on when I feel like it.”
“You will do as I say!”
“You need a nap and a bit to calm down. I’ll give you three days. Around noon. See yah… How do I get this thing off?”
“I’m not telling you,” Joelina grumped like a little girl. She really didn’t seem quite like herself at all today. She had been the spitting image of restraint and arrogance before. The arrogance was still there, but the restraint had certainly gone.
“Come on, do I just try to cut off the magic or is that a bad idea?”
“If you answer a question I might answer.”
“Right then… Gimme gimme gimme aaaa-”
“JUST CUT IT! Farewell!” she called out loud enough Tom’s head pulsed and then there was blissful silence once more.
“Hehe. That did the trick, right concentrate on that funny feeling aaan-”
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After dinner had been rounded up, Dakota had given a brief address as to some of the news received. There wasn’t much that hadn’t already made the rounds at the tables during the dinner itself. The war had been expanding, recruitment had started in full in the cities, and if not for the rather special situation at Bizmati they could have expected their banners to get called by spring.
Rumors had it that the kingdom was preparing itself for counterstrikes the following spring, which meant training through the winter for many volunteers.
“And a lot of not so volunteers,” Fengi muttered as Dakota carried on with the address.
“You can say that twice. At least the street rats might get something to eat and a place to sleep,” Tirox the trader escort added.
“I suppose that is true. Not a bad deal in winter time… I might even have taken it.”
“But we must instead keep our minds on our home,” Dakota carried on, talking to the whole hall. “There can be no mistake, we will be a target. We will be ready. They are getting bolder by the day it seems. It is not impossible they may attempt to take our keep before the winter comes. Or perhaps they will be waiting for spring. It is equally clear their forces are spread thin. We will weather such assaults, I have no doubt. But we must keep training. We must keep vigil. We cannot afford to be surprised or outmatched. I know you will all do your best. And tonight, we have no less than 4 dragons here. So breathe easy, have your snacks and your drinks. If the weather holds soon we will be finished with the warehouse and then we may make final preparations for winter. It is sure to be an interesting one for once.”
The hall replied with a half-discordant cheer, not overly enthusiastic unlike what Dakota had likely envisioned. The talk of them possibly getting attacked even before the snow came wasn’t really that encouraging. But Dakota tended to speak her mind, and she was probably right. Bizmati keep would be a damn tough nut to crack. And to Dakota’s credit she did seem to recognize she hadn’t really managed to rile them up.
“Didn’t you hear me?” she tried again in a slightly more humorous tone. “Eat, drink, and have fun! And put those tables together, don’t want you brooding in your corners.”
That did get a bit more of a reaction, as well as some good humored chuckles. People started getting up and set about moving the tables closer together.
It was a little rude to split up their guests in the same way as they normally did. Saph carried one of the benches over to the new spot, glancing around for any sign of Maiko, but there was no sign of him anywhere.
Feeling a little miffed, she sat down with the others as Ray came back with one of the small kegs of cider looking very excited. “We should have a taste, right?”
“Oh yes please!” Pho called out, Essy giving her a slight slap on the wrist.
“This one is only for those who paid for it. You will have to do with whatever you bought. Or the ale I’m sure they intend to serve.”
“Aww man. Not even a sip?”
“Okay, maybe a sip,” Essy relented. “Oh, I should get Koko his gift.”
“You got him a gift?” Saph questioned with mirth in her voice.
“Of course, that is what people do for each other… you did get Maiko something, right?”
Saph felt her expression slip a little as she prepared to disappoint their chief people person. “No, not really…”
“All that money and you didn’t get him shit? That’s cold girl,” Pho laughed, clearly finding it hilarious.
“Oh shut up, not as if I got something for Unkai either,” Fengi added, springing to Sapphire’s defence, though it seemed like the delivery had Fengi second guessing herself as well.
Esmeralda did look a little saddened by the news, but she was far too nice to say anything. Tirox however had no such filter.
“Oh don’t worry about it, just gotta go with a different sort of gift.” The diminutive guard laughed heartily at his joke. Udanti found it quite funny as well, and Pho certainly loved it. Bo just shook her head a little and went back to a small puzzle of some sort she had been working on, on and off, for most of the dinner by now.
“So uhm… One mug each?” Ray questioned, having been left hanging at the keg.
“Oh yes sorry, just the one, this stuff is expensive,” Saph replied, holding out her mug, Ray pushing it back down.
“One moment.” And she produced a wooden mallet and one of the metal taps. It looked like one of Raulf’s, so it was probably old as faded dragonscales.
Ray gingerly placed it against the cork and raised the mallet as the table fell silent in anticipation.
With a whack the tap went in clean with hardly a drop spilled, and Ray breathed a visible sigh of relief. “Right there we go.”
There was a quick round of cheers from the table, and Ray started pouring servings.
“Oh got yours open, have you?” the voice of Balethon came as the guard came walking up to the table, mug in hand and lizard on shoulder. “You all know we are gonna have to work out who got the better stuff, right?”
“Oh does it always have to be a competition with you, Balethon?” Saph questioned. She had just wanted to enjoy the cider.
“Look who is talking… And yeah of course we do! Just think of the bragging rights.”
Ray didn’t look too thrilled, nor did any of the girls who had actually paid for the keg. The rest of the table seemed to think it was a brilliant idea, even as Balethon’s voice carried and heads started to turn as people started to mingle between the now closely together tables.
“I’ll be the independent adjudicator!” Tirox declared, not receiving much attention as the full mugs started to get passed around. “Oh come on. I’ll be fair!”
“Shut it pipsqueak, you’ll end up taking 10 rounds of tastings before you make up your mind,” Udanti scolded, though in good humor.
“I might…” the guy relented, looking to Balethon. “Ey, by the way. Did you teach the brainlet any tricks?”
“Sure, Skitters can do a few things.”
“Aside from chasing the food?”
“You know what I think he might yeah,” Balethon replied sarcastically, gently tapping the static lizard twice on the head. The lizard didn’t do much save skitter about on his shoulder to face Balethon’s head, one eye pointing in whichever direction.
‘That thing just looks so dumb,’ Saph thought to herself as Ray handed her a mug. “Oh thank you.”
“Okay, Skitters. Up,” Balethon went, raising a claw into the air as if he wanted the lizard to jump. Or perhaps stand up. “Up… come on.”
There was no reaction from the lizard aside from it jerking to the left a bit, possibly having spotted a fly or something.
“Weeeell obedience might need some work,” Udanti chuckled. “Have you tried with some food in your hand?”
“Sure, then he just tries to eat the hand. Come on, Skitters. Up!” Balethon tried again, doing the gesture once more. And this time the little lizard jumped into the air. The little legs stretched out, taking its pitiful excuse for wings with it, and it half-fell half-glided to the floor where it hit with all the grace of a 6 year old on his first lesson. The slightly fat lizard bounced once, then rolled over twice before coming to a stop, looking around confused.
“Aaayyy! That’s a good boi,” Balethon went, going to pick it up again before someone stepped on it or it ran off under the tables. “And now you get a treat.” True to his word Skitters was fed a small piece of something or other which it seemed quite happy to snap up.
Fengi leaned in to whisper to Saph. “Was that the trick or did it just get sick of staying there?”
“I have no idea,” Saph replied, holding up her mug. “Cheers though.”
“Cheers,” Fengi replied as they clinked mugs.
“Oh hang on now, wait for me,” Essy protested as Ray finished pouring her mug and started on her own, looking to the girls as she questioned “Oh, also what about Jacky? Should we wait for her?”
“Who knows how long that will take?” Fengi replied, holding her mug impatiently.
“I’m sure she won’t mind. She is with Tom. We’ll let him have a mug as well,” Essy added with a reassuring nod, looking up to the high table. “Oh but we are missing Lin!”
“Oh right yeah she paid too… I can’t remember, did Edita chip in?”
“I don’t think so,” Sapphire replied, shaking her head as Essy got up to go fetch Linkosta. Balethon decided to take her place, a big grin on his face.
“So what else is going on over here?”
“Oh not much, hellooo little guy,” Pho went, trying to give skitters a scritching. In exchange he tried to eat her finger. “Oh… I mean I guess it doesn’t hurt.”
“Oh yeah, he can’t hurt a fly… well he can, but nothing more.”
“Shame he won’t get any bigger either,” Udanti added, nodding sagely. “Would have made a good rat hunter.”
“Nah… toe hunter though. Also where is the ale at?”
“Oh Raulf and Wiperna are getting ale and some of the bubble beer.”
“What is bubble beer?” Udanti questioned, tilting her head.
“Oh you’ll love it,” Saph interjected, waiting patiently as she saw Essy and Linkosta returning to the table out of the corner of her eye. “It’s an ale but it’s all fizzy.”
“Riiight… I’ve heard of fizzy beers before.”
“Oh yes, but this one is so much more fizzy.”
“It’s light and almost springlike.”
“Light ale? You mean for kids?”
“No no no. Just trust us it’s good.”
“Right right, I trust you,” the archer replied, looking to Essy and Linkosta, who seemed to be looking for a place to sit. “Should we not just put two end to end rather than this scrunching up business?”
“Yeah we should… Right get the craftsman table over here then. We don’t wanna have to smell the guards,” Saph called out, holding up her mug.
“Hey! That was uncalled for,” Balethon protested as Ray passed a mug to Linkosta. The girls all raised their mugs and had a sip, not willing to wait any longer. They all smacked their chops a little, looking down at the golden liquid. It was slightly fizzy too… and it tasted like the brew of the gods themselves. Ray was looking at them all visibly tense with anticipation and perhaps a twinge of fear.
“Ray… You have not disappointed,” Saph declared, nodding her approval, a smile creeping onto her face once more.
“Oh this is the best drink I think I’ve ever had,” Fengi added, taking another gentle sip.
Ray looked visibly relieved, her expression changing to one of ecstasy as she too took a sip herself. “Oh it’s even better than I remember. I’m glad you liked it.”
“Like it?! I love it!” Fengi cheers, Essy giving an appreciative nod to Ray before looking to Lin.
“Sooo?”
“It’s very good… Do you think we could try and cool it down a little? Imagine this cold.”
“It is often served cold, yes,” Ray confirmed, nodding her assent.
“I’ll go get the powder!” Saph called out, getting up. “I have got to try that.”
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The strange ethereal world that had seemed so all-consuming started to quickly fade. Holes grew as light and reality started seeping in, sounds and noise starting to build around him. “Oom-Tom… Tom, are you okay?” came the familiar voice of Jacky as his eyes shot open and he blinked a few times as he returned to reality proper.
“Yeah yeah, I’m here… That is trippy, but hey, I think it worked.”
“How many fingers?” Jacky questioned, holding up her hand.
“4. Clear as day.”
“Pheeew. Okay look around, anything strange?”
Tom obeyed, sitting up a bit straighter and glancing about the room. “Nnnnn, nope all good. Just like last time I used one of these.”
“Right, good. Now what did she say?”
“Oh a bunch of stuff… mostly we chatted a bit about how she’s going a touch mad. Even Glazz thinks she’s falling apart at the seams apparently. She was also not happy I wanted a break.”
“Oh don’t tell me you have to do this every day from now on?”
“I said she had 3 days to get ready to try again. Hopefully she’ll have her case worked out by then.”
“Here’s to hoping… also how is your head? Does it hurt?”
“A bit, it’ll go away I’m sure.”
“Right,” Jacky replied, looking at him skeptically. “If it gets worse, tell me. But dinner was served a while ago I think. And I’m hungry.”
“Me too, let’s go.”
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Well then, Joelina got her chat. She seems fine... I am sure she will continue to be a steadfast ally, within the walls of the inquisition for many weeks to co- I mean years, definetly years.
As always I hope you enjoyed the chapter, if not you know who to blame. I promise I won't cry to much if you tell me what was wrong... I promise.
Not really any news, other than fuck me I'm a busy boi, luckily I found the time to keep up with the writing yet, hopefully things will quet down soon so I can get back to begin a bit further ahead.
Untill next time, take care
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13 d cceejsse005-cave.esm
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254 FE 3f cccbhsse001-gaunt.esl
14 e ccafdsse001-dwesanctuary.esm
254 FE 40 _ResourcePack.esl
15 f Unofficial Skyrim Special Edition Patch.esp
254 FE 41 unofficial skyrim creation club content patch.esl
254 FE 42 Unofficial Elven Hunter Armor Patch.esl
254 FE 43 Unofficial Daedric Mail Armor Patch.esl
16 10 MajesticMountains_Landscape.esm
17 11 LegacyoftheDragonborn.esm
254 FE 44 MajesticMountains_Moss.esp
18 12 ApachiiHair.esm
19 13 Skyrim Extended Cut - Saints and Seducers.esp
20 14 RealisticWaterTwo - Resources.esm
21 15 Water for ENB.esm
22 16 RigmorCyrodiil.esm
23 17 Midwood Isle.esp
24 18 BSAssets.esm
25 19 BSHeartland.esm
26 1a BS_DLC_patch.esp
27 1b Campfire.esm
28 1c RaceCompatibility.esm
29 1d Falskaar.esm
30 1e JSwordsD.esm
31 1f Phenderix Magic World.esm
32 20 DBM_CC_HallOfWonders.esp
33 21 Wyrmstooth.esp
254 FE 45 KittySpellPack01.esl
34 22 evgSIRENROOT.esm
35 23 Schlongs of Skyrim - Core.esm
36 24 wraithguardvaultfixer.esp
254 FE 46 StormCalling.esl
254 FE 47 TrueHUD.esl
254 FE 48 Ghostlight.esl
37 25 High Poly Head.esm
254 FE 49 EVGAnimatedTraversal.esl
254 FE 4a Supernova.esl
254 FE 4b Aero.esl
38 26 DynDOLOD.esm
39 27 SkyUI_SE.esp
40 28 Immersive Sounds - Compendium.esp
41 29 TrueStormsSE.esp
42 2a Obsidian Weathers.esp
43 2b SMIM-SE-Merged-All.esp
44 2c Weapons Armor Clothing & Clutter Fixes.esp
45 2d JKs Skyrim.esp
46 2e Landscape Fixes For Grass Mods.esp
47 2f Cutting Room Floor.esp
48 30 AI Overhaul.esp
49 31 Helgen Reborn.esp
50 32 Hothtrooper44_ArmorCompilation.esp
51 33 MrissiTailOfTroubles.esp
254 FE 4c MajesticMountains.esp
52 34 SU04SachilFollower.esp
53 35 AX ValSerano.esp
54 36 Wintersun - Faiths of Skyrim.esp
254 FE 4d DBM_CC_SunderWraithguardPatchV4.esp
254 FE 4e CC Misc Patches - Saints and Seducers.esp
254 FE 4f DBM_ISC_Patch.esp
55 37 ZIA_Complete Pack.esp
56 38 No Werewolf Aggro SE.esp
254 FE 50 JKs Skyrim - AI Overhaul Patch.esp
254 FE 51 DBM_HelgenReborn_Patch.esp
254 FE 52 DBM_CC_DivineCrusaderHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 53 BSHeartland - Unofficial Patch.esp
254 FE 54 Water for ENB - Patch - Beyond Skyrim.esp
Bruma - iNeed Patch.esp
57 39 Immersive Weapons.esp
58 3a WZOblivionArtifacts.esp
254 FE 55 DBM_OblivionArtifacts_Patch.esp
59 3b RigmorCyrodiilPatch.esp
60 3c Arcanum.esp
WACCF_Survival Mode_Patch.esp
254 FE 56 ECSS - Staff of Sheogorath Patch.esp
254 FE 57 Innocence Lost - Quest Expansion.esp
254 FE 58 Landscape For Grass Mods JK'S Skyrim.esp
254 FE 59 DBM_CC_RareCuriosHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 5a DBM_CC_FishingHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 5b DBM_IW_Patch.esp
254 FE 5c DBM_CC_GhostsoftheTribunalHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 5d DBM_Wintersun_Patch.esp
61 3d Fossilsyum.esp
62 3e HearthfireMultiKid.esp
254 FE 5e Honorhall Fixes and Expansion.esp
254 FE 5f Infiltration - Quest Expansion.esp
254 FE 60 Wintersun - Mrissi Patch.esp
254 FE 61 The Heart Of Dibella - Quest Expansion.esp
254 FE 62 DBM_JKSkyrim_Patch.esp
254 FE 63 DBM_CC_TheCausePatch.esp
254 FE 64 DBM_CC_TheContestPatch.esp
254 FE 65 DBM_CC_DuskDawnHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 66 DBM_CRF_Patch.esp
254 FE 67 ECSS - Shadowrend Patch.esp
63 3f Convenient Horses.esp
254 FE 68 DBM_JaysusSwords_Patch.esp
254 FE 69 DBM_CC_GallowsHallPatch.esp
254 FE 6a DBM_Fossils_Patch.esp
Water for ENB - Patch - Landscape Fixes for Grass Mods.esp
254 FE 6b DBM_CC_SaintsSeducersHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 6c DBM_CC_LordsMailPatchV2.esp
254 FE 6d DBM_CC_GoldbrandHOWPatch.esp
64 40 The Paarthurnax Dilemma.esp
BSHeartland - Arnima Patch.esp
Falskaar - iNeed Patch.esp
65 41 qasmoke aecc cheat room.esp
254 FE 6e DBM_WACCF_Patch.esp
254 FE 6f SUDs.esp
JKEEKBanneredMare - Skyrim Unique Drinks Patch.esp
Lucien-AnniversaryEdition-Patch.esp
Water for ENB - Patch - Beyond Reach.esp
Water for ENB - Patch - JKs Bannered Mare.esp
254 FE 70 AX ValSerano-USSEP.esp
Water for ENB - Patch - JKs Ragged Flagon.esp
254 FE 71 Landscape For Grass mods - Helgen Reborn Patch.esp
254 FE 72 DBM_ZimsThaneWeapons_Patch.esp
254 FE 73 DBM_Falskaar_Patch.esp
66 42 morthalbarrow.esp
254 FE 74 AI Overhaul - Cutting Room Floor Patch.esp
254 FE 75 JKs Skyrim_RWT_Patch.esp
254 FE 76 Majestic Mountains - Creation Club Landscape Patch.esp
254 FE 77 CC Misc Patches - Dead Man's Dread.esp
254 FE 78 DBM_CC_Cause_CuriosAddon.esp
254 FE 79 DBM_CC_AADragonplateHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 7a DBM_CC_DeadMansDreadHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 7b DBM_CC_DMD_OAPSynergy.esp
254 FE 7c DBM_CC_StendarrsHammerHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 7d DBM_CC_NetchLeatherArmorHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 7e DBM_CC_StaffOfHasedokiHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 7f DBM_Wyrmstooth_Patch.esp
254 FE 80 DBM_CC_SaS_CuriosAddon.esp
254 FE 81 DBM_CC_GoblinsHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 82 DBM_CC_TheBowOfShadowsHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 83 DBM_CC_Fish_CuriosAddon.esp
254 FE 84 DBM_CC_RedguardEliteArmamentsHOWPatch.esp
68 44 Apocalypse - Magic of Skyrim.esp
254 FE 85 DBM_CC_MyrwatchPatch.esp
254 FE 86 DBM_CC_FarmingPatch.esp
254 FE 87 Falskaar - Fast Travel.esp
254 FE 88 DBM_CC_HendraheimPatch.esp
254 FE 89 DBM_CC_TundraHomesteadPatch.esp
254 FE 8a DBM_CC_ShadowfootSanctumPatch.esp
Water for ENB - Patch - The Isle of Valefrost SE.esp
Water for ENB - Patch - The Republic of Maslea Chapter One.esp
Water for ENB - Patch - Vominheim.esp
69 45 Veydosebrom Regions.esp
254 FE 8b HIMBO.esp
254 FE 8c RaceMenuMorphsHIMBO.esp
70 46 DiverseDragonsCollectionSE.esp
254 FE 8d Additional Dremora Faces.esp
254 FE 8e SU04SachilFollower - LegacyoftheDragonborn.esp
254 FE 8f SU04SachilFollower RaceCompatibility Dialogue.esp
254 FE 90 Dremora Lines Expansion.esp
254 FE 91 Airgetlam.esp
71 47 Attack_MCO.esp
254 FE 92 Frost Meshes Patch.esp
254 FE 93 ZimsImmersiveArtifacts_WACCF_Patch.esp
254 FE 94 CuttingRoomFloor_WACCF_Patch.esp
73 49 aessmeltingandtanninglevelsmithing.esp
74 4a aessmeltdown.esp
75 4b New quest sound pc.esp
254 FE 95 HelmetHider.esp
76 4c RaceMenu.esp
77 4d XPMSE.esp
78 4e SOSRaceMenu.esp
79 4f Summermyst - Enchantments of Skyrim.esp
254 FE 96 Phenderix Magic World - Leveled Lists Add-On.esp
254 FE 97 scar-adxp-patch.esp
80 50 SkyrimIsWindy.esp
81 51 SOS - Smurf Average Addon.esp
82 52 Growl - Werebeasts of Skyrim.esp
83 53 Schlongs of Skyrim.esp
84 54 SkyrimBordersDisabled.esp
85 55 TheEyesOfBeauty.esp
86 56 Slof's Fluffy Khajiit Tails.esp
254 FE 98 ECSS - Beyond Skyrim Music Patch.esp
254 FE 99 ECSS - Ruin's Edge Patch.esp
254 FE 9a ECSS - Book Covers Skyrim Patch.esp
254 FE 9b evgSIRENROOTthecausepatch.esp
254 FE 9c evgSIRENROOTtraversalpatch.esp
87 57 DHSpell.esp
254 FE 9d Precision.esp
88 58 RaceCompatibilityUSKPOverride.esp
254 FE 9e SturdyLockpicksMult5.esp
254 FE 9f TrueDirectionalMovement.esp
89 59 WetandCold.esp
90 5a RaceMenuPlugin.esp
91 5b True Storms - Obsidian Weathers - Patch .esp
92 5c BloodmoonRising.esp
93 5d growltweak.esp
94 5e WerewolfPerksExpanded.esp
95 5f Werewolf_Perks_Unleashed.esp
254 FE a0 WPU-Growl_Tweaks-Patch.esp
96 60 UIExtensions.esp
254 FE a1 TAAFlickerFixer.esp
254 FE a2 CC Misc Patches - Necromantic Grimoire.esp
254 FE a3 CC-NecromanticGrimoire_WACCF_Patch.esp
254 FE a4 CS_LegendaryArmors.esp
254 FE a5 CC Misc Patches - Saturalia Holiday Pack.esp
254 FE a6 CC Misc Patches - Shadowrend.esp
254 FE a7 CC Misc Patches - Stendarr's Hammer.esp
254 FE a8 CC Misc Patches - Sunder and Wraithguard.esp
254 FE a9 CC Misc Patches - The Cause.esp
254 FE aa CC Misc Patches - The Contest.esp
254 FE ab CC Misc Patches - The Gray Cowl Returns.esp
254 FE ac CC Misc Patches - Umbra.esp
254 FE ad CC Misc Patches - Rare Curios Additions.esp
97 61 noCamColl_2_SE.esp
254 FE ae MCMHelper.esp
98 62 Nemesis PCEA.esp
254 FE af BALLS - Chapter 1.esp
254 FE b0 Dynamic Activation Key.esp
99 63 ImmersiveInteractions.esp
100 64 High Poly Head Vampire Fix.esp
101 65 Female Beards.esp
102 66 Hothtrooper44_Armor_Ecksstra.esp
103 67 Extra Effect x3.esp
104 68 Less Tedious Thieves Guild.esp
105 69 JiubQuestMarkers.esp
106 6a Brows.esp
107 6b Beards.esp
254 FE b1 JSwords-ImmersiveWeaponsPatch.esp
254 FE b2 DifficultyMCM.esp
108 6c Footprints.esp
254 FE b3 Footprints - ENB.esp
254 FE b4 DBM_SMIM_Patch.esp
254 FE b5 CC Misc Patches - Plague of the Dead.esp
254 FE b6 Bandit Lines Expansion.esp
109 6d BlendedRoads.esp
254 FE b7 CC Misc Patches - Forgotten Seasons.esp
254 FE b8 CBBE.esp
110 6e RaceMenuMorphsCBBE.esp
254 FE b9 CC Misc Patches - Dawnfang and Duskfang.esp
254 FE ba CC Misc Patches - Arcane Accessories.esp
254 FE bb CC Misc Patches - Arcane Archer Pack.esp
254 FE bc DBM_CC_BittercupHOWPatch.esp
254 FE bd CC Misc Patches - Bittercup.esp
254 FE be CC Misc Patches - Bloodchill Manor.esp
254 FE bf CC Misc Patches - Bone Wolf Additions.esp
254 FE c0 CC Misc Patches - Bow of Shadows.esp
254 FE c1 CC Misc Patches - Chrysamere.esp
254 FE c2 CC Misc Patches - Civil War Champions.esp
254 FE c3 CC Misc Patches - Divine Crusader.esp
254 FE c4 CC Misc Patches - Fearsome Fists.esp
254 FE c5 CC Misc Patches - Gallows Hall.esp
254 FE c6 CC Misc Patches - Ghosts of the Tribunal.esp
254 FE c7 CC Misc Patches - Goldbrand.esp
254 FE c8 CC Misc Patches - Headman's Cleaver.esp
254 FE c9 CC Misc Patches - Lord's Mail.esp
254 FE ca CC Misc Patches - Ruin's Edge.esp
111 6f Summermyst - WACCF Patch.esp
254 FE cb CC Misc Patches - Fishing.esp
254 FE cc 3BBB.esp
254 FE cd DBM_CC_GotT_CuriosAddon.esp
254 FE ce DBM_CC_Gob_CuriosAddon.esp
254 FE cf DBM_CC_ForgottenSeasonsHOWPatch.esp
254 FE d0 DBM_CC_Wilds01BackpacksHOWPatch.esp
254 FE d1 DBM_CC_FS_CuriosAddon.esp
254 FE d2 DBM_CC_Bitter_CuriosAddon.esp
254 FE d3 DBM_CC_AADaedricMailHOWPatch.esp
254 FE d4 DBM_CC_FearsomeFistsHOWPatch.esp
254 FE d5 DBM_CC_CB01EliteCrossbowsHOWPatch.esp
254 FE d6 DBM_CC_ACArcaneArcherHOWPatch.esp
254 FE d7 DBM_CC_ACPlagueOfTheDeadHOWPatch.esp
254 FE d8 DBM_CC_PotD_CuriosAddon.esp
254 FE d9 DBM_CC_SpellKnightArmorHOWPatch.esp
254 FE da DBM_CC_NixHoundHOWPatch.esp
254 FE db DBM_CC_HeadsmansCleaverHOWPatch.esp
254 FE dc DBM_CC_DwMudcrabHOWPatch.esp
254 FE dd DBM_CC_CB02ExpCrossbowsHOWPatch.esp
254 FE de DBM_CC_AADaedricPlateHOWPatch.esp
254 FE df DBM_CC_AASilverHOWPatch.esp
254 FE e0 DBM_CC_AAOrcishScaledHOWPatch.esp
254 FE e1 DBM_CC_AAElvenHunterHOWPatch.esp
254 FE e2 DBM_CC_AAEbonyPlateHOWPatch.esp
254 FE e3 DBM_CC_AADwarvenPlateHOWPatch.esp
254 FE e4 DBM_CC_AADwarvenMailHOWPatch.esp
254 FE e5 DBM_CC_AADragonscaleHOWPatch.esp
254 FE e6 DBM_CC_Wilds05SaturaliaHOWPatch.esp
254 FE e7 DBM_CC_Wilds04PetsHOWPatch.esp
254 FE e8 DBM_CC_Wilds02WildHorsesHOWPatch.esp
254 FE e9 DBM_CC_VigilEnforcerArmorHOWPatch.esp
254 FE ea DBM_CC_UmbraPatchV2.esp
254 FE eb DBM_CC_StavesHOWPatch.esp
254 FE ec DBM_CC_StaffofSheogorathPatchV2.esp
254 FE ed DBM_CC_ShadowrendHOWPatch.esp
254 FE ee DBM_CC_RuinsEdgePatchV2.esp
254 FE ef DBM_CC_NordicJewelryHOWPatch.esp
254 FE f0 DBM_CC_NecromanticGrimoireHOWPatch.esp
254 FE f1 DBM_CC_NchuanthumzPatch.esp
254 FE f2 DBM_CC_HOWTemperingEnabler.esp
254 FE f3 DBM_CC_HorseArmorDLCSteelPatch.esp
254 FE f4 DBM_CC_HorseArmorDLCElvenPatch.esp
254 FE f5 DBM_CC_GrayCowlReturnsPatchV2.esp
254 FE f6 DBM_CC_Fish_CRFSynergy.esp
254 FE f7 DBM_CC_CivilWarChampionsHOWPatch.esp
254 FE f8 DBM_CC_ChrysamerePatchV2.esp
254 FE f9 DBM_CC_Chry_IWSynergy.esp
254 FE fa DBM_CC_BloodchillManorPatch.esp
254 FE fb DBM_CC_ArmsOfChaosHOWPatch.esp
254 FE fc DBM_CC_ACBoneWolfHOWPatch.esp
254 FE fd DBM_CC_ACArcaneAccessoriesHOWPatch.esp
254 FE fe DBM_CC_AASteelSoldierHOWPatch.esp
254 FE ff DBM_CC_AAStalhrimFurHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 100 DBM_CC_AAOrcishPlateHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 101 DBM_CC_AALeatherHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 102 DBM_CC_AAIronPlateHOWPatch.esp
254 FE 103 SOSPhysicsManager.esp
112 70 cheat room.esp
254 FE 104 cheat room edit.esp
254 FE 105 cheat room music.esp
254 FE 106 FeralEyes.esp
254 FE 107 DBM_IA_Patch.esp
113 71 HearthfireMultiKid_LastName.esp
254 FE 108 AX ValSerano-CC.esp
254 FE 109 AX ValSerano-SOSLight.esp
114 72 Chesko_WearableLantern.esp
254 FE 10b BALLS - Vanilla LS Remover.esp
254 FE 10c wintersun - custom race support.esp
254 FE 10d Wintersun - ZIA Patch.esp
254 FE 10e Werewolf Killcam Remover.esp
254 FE 10f Wintersun - Gallows Hall.esp
254 FE 110 Wintersun - GotT Lite Patch.esp
254 FE 111 Water for ENB - Patch - Wyrmstooth.esp
254 FE 112 Water for ENB - Patch - Midwood Isle.esp
254 FE 113 Falskaar - Bug Fixes.esp
254 FE 114 Water for ENB - Patch - Falskaar.esp
115 73 unleveled_items.esp
254 FE 115 Falskaar - Bruma Patch.esp
254 FE 116 Innocence Lost QE - USSEP Patch.esp
254 FE 117 NPCs React To Invisibility - Bow of Shadows Patch.esp
254 FE 118 NPCs React To Invisibility.esp
254 FE 119 Simple Fishing Overhaul.esp
254 FE 11a NPCsReactToFrenzy.esp
254 FE 11b Infiltration QE - CRF Patch.esp
116 74 [Dint999] FacePartMod.esp
117 75 Complete Crafting Overhaul_Remastered.esp
254 FE 11c Hothtrooper44_ArmorCompilation_CCOR_Patch.esp
254 FE 11d Immersive Weapons_CCOR_Patch.esp
254 FE 11e Beyond Skyrim Bruma_CCOR_Patch.esp
118 76 Immersive Jewelry.esp
254 FE 11f Immersive Jewelry_CCOR_Patch.esp
254 FE 120 ImmersiveSoundsCompendium_CCOR_Patch.esp
254 FE 121 CC Misc Patches - Complete CCOR.esp
254 FE 122 Saints&SeducersExtendedCut_CCOR.esp
254 FE 123 CCOR_Campfire_Patch.esp
254 FE 124 CC-FearsomeFists_CCOR_Patch.esp
254 FE 125 CC-Fishing_CCOR_Patch.esp
254 FE 126 CC-NordicJewelry_CCOR_Patch.esp
254 FE 127 ImmersiveJewelryXSummermyst - Unrestricted.esp
119 77 DAB_IJ_Weight_Patch.esp
254 FE 128 DBM_CCOR_Patch.esp
254 FE 129 DBM_ImmersiveJewelry_Patch.esp
120 78 Complete Alchemy & Cooking Overhaul.esp
CACO - iNeed DD Patch.esp
CACO_Survival Mode_USSEP_Patch.esp
254 FE 12a CACO_Beyond Skyrim Bruma_Patch.esp
254 FE 12b CACO Rare Curios Patch.esp
254 FE 12c CC-Fishing_CACO_Patch.esp
254 FE 12d Saints&SeducersExtendedCut_CACO.esp
254 FE 12e CACO_Wyrmstooth_Patch.esp
CACO_Moonpath_Patch.esp
254 FE 12f SkyrimIsWindy_CACO_Patch.esp
254 FE 130 CC-TheCause_CACO_Patch.esp
254 FE 131 CuttingRoomFloor_CACO_Patch.esp
CACO_Wintersun_CustomRaceSupport.esp
254 FE 132 CACO_Falskaar_Patch.esp
254 FE 133 CACO_Growl_Patch.esp
254 FE 134 CACO_USSEP_Patch.esp
254 FE 135 CC-Bittercup_CACO_Patch.esp
254 FE 136 CC-BloodchillManor_CACO_Patch.esp
254 FE 137 CC-BowOfShadows_CACO_Patch.esp
254 FE 138 CC-ForgottenSeasons_CACO_Patch.esp
254 FE 139 CC-Goblins_CACO_Patch.esp
254 FE 13a CC-Nix-Hound_CACO_Patch.esp
254 FE 13b CC-PlagueOfTheDead_CACO_Patch.esp
254 FE 13c CACO_Wintersun.esp
254 FE 13d SUDs_CACO_Patch.esp
121 79 Alternate Start - Live Another Life.esp
COTN Winterhold - Alternate Start Patch.esp
254 FE 13e AltStartRWpatch.esp
122 7a RealisticWaterTwo.esp
RealisticWaterTwo - Beyond Reach.esp
254 FE 13f RealisticWaterTwo - Falskaar.esp
123 7b RealisticWaterTwo - Waves - Falskaar.esp
254 FE 140 RealisticWaterTwo - Beyond Skyrim Bruma.esp
124 7c RealisticWaterTwo - Waves - Wyrmstooth.esp
254 FE 141 RealisticWaterTwo - Myrwatch Patch.esp
zPatch.esp
125 7d DynDOLOD.esp
254 FE 142 Occlusion.esp
I believe some of these are disabled like 5% but the majority is enable

During the course of my career as an alpha Sasquatch hunting, Dogman destroying, pussy crushing, luxury watch loving dude, I have run into this particular woman a few times. She is one part uber sensuality, and the other part deadly. Yes, I am speaking about the lovely, Anna Conda. I bring her up because I had another run-in with her last year.

Anna and I first joined forces, so to speak, when she acted as a go-between in my business deal with the Chinese to sell them bigfoot parts. See, I would hunt and kill the critters, cut them up, deliver the parts to Anna, who in turn gave me a suitcase containing unmarked American hundred-dollar bills, then she would transport the bigfoot parts to the Chinese. I was never really sure of what the sneaky-ass Chinese were doing with the body parts. All I knew for sure is that they are extracting certain materials from them, then synthesizing them with some other shit, creating some sort of drug. Whether it then becomes a bio-weapon or a dick stimulant, I do not know. Neither do I care. As long as they kept the hundies coming, I was good.

Now, while Anna is of Russian descent, she is a freelancer. She will work for any sick, skeevy motherfucker out there. She does not care. She has no conscience, at least not in the traditional sense as we understand it in western civilization. Today she is working for the Chinese, and tomorrow she may be working for Hamas. She is a slippery motherfucker.

So here is how it went down. At 11:32 p.m. on a Friday in September of last year I get a call on my cell phone. When the call came in I was balls deep into this hot little lass I picked up at the bus station a little earlier in the evening from an old swarthy chap named “Colorado Joe”. He wanted to sell me the girl. I was assured she was over 20 years old. I told him I needed to take her out for a test ride, which he agreed to.

So, there I was, balls deep in “Bing Bang Yun”, and my phone rings. Of course, I silence all incoming calls not in my contacts list. Thus, I knew that I must know the caller. In mid stroke I reached over to the nightstand to retrieve my cell and looked at it. It was a call from “Sergio”. I thought, “Oh shit…. I am going to have to cut the Oriental bang circus short.” When Sergio calls, I have to respond…immediately. He has the best blow on the east coast!!

“Hey, Serge! What’s up?”, I asked. All he said was, “Hooters. 2:00 a.m.”, then hung up. This was obviously the rendezvous for the transaction. Now, understand that Serge was not talking about the chicken wing restaurant. Hooters was code, in case the feds were listening in on the line. “Hooters” meant the titty bar out on Highway 69 called “The Plump Rump”. We had a communications code we used.

It was a long haul to the titty bar, so I needed to get moving. I had no time to return the girl to Colorado Joe, so I took her with me. I had her blow me on the way to the meeting with Sergio, telling her that her performance would make the difference on whether I save her from Joe or not. Of course, after she was done I tossed her out of my speeding truck and down, over the bridge, and into the Wendigo River below. I did not need any complications in my life right now.

I arrived at The Plump Rump at 2:00 a.m. on the dot. I saw the manager, Lou Skunt, sitting at the bar when I walked inside. I nodded. He walked over and said to me, “Use my office for the meeting The parties are already in there waiting for you.” I nodded and then headed to Lou’s office. Then it hit me: Lou said the “PARTIES” are already here. That is, parties, meaning more than one person. It was not just Sergio. It was 2 or more people! Lou was probably in for a cut of whatever was about to go down.

Something was bad fucked up!! I know for a fact that Sergio never brings anyone with him on a deal, at least not with me. He is too distrustful of people to do that, and too fucking mean to need protection. Something was wrong. I was just as likely to get whacked when I enter Lou’s office as anything else. I needed a moment to think things through.

I took a spot in front of one of the performance poles to watch a young, swarthy Mexican lass perform. My mind quickly strayed from the problem at hand to this brown chick’s ass and tits. She was not a great looking chick, but her body was smoking!! I quickly became aroused. I thought to myself, “Goddamn Asian bitches!! They are just like Chinese food – after 2 hours you are ready for some more!!”

When the little Mexican chick went on break I motioned her over to my table. “Hola Senior!!”, she said. I pulled out a clear plastic baggie of blow and dropped it on the table. Her eyes grew wide and slobber starting falling from her mouth. Blow is like catnip for strippers. Thus, she fell under my spell immediately.

The next thing I know, this brown girl was on my lap, dry humping me like a feral bitch dog in heat. I had to bang her. I NEEDED to see my wang penetrating her. Just then, someone taps my shoulder hard. I look up to see Lou standing over me. He bent down and said, “Did you forget about my office, asshole?!?!?!” I replied, “Damn, Lou!! You read my mind!!!” I arose, with the little Mexican bolted onto my mid-section, and hastily retreated to Lou’s office. I figured Lou would prefer me to stain this chick in private rather than out in the open.

The door to the office opened easily. The lights were on inside. In a lustful haze, I set the little Mexican chick on her back across Lou’s desk and started pumping the shit out of her, completely unaware of the others in the room with us. In a moment I heard someone call my name. I twist my neck around to see Sergio sitting on Lou’s jizz crusted couch. I think to myself, “Oh shit! I forgot about that shit!”

I figured I would just move forward with the deal as it was proposed to me. “Hey Serge! What ya got for me, dude?”, I asked. He replied, “I have a very special deal for you. I need, uh … yeah, ……Hey, Rod, you want to stop for a moment so we can talk?” I picked up the little tamale and laid her down onto Sergio’s lap as I continued to plow her. She stayed on my cock the whole time. I told Sergio, “No, man. I’m good! Lay it on me!” Slowly, Sergio lowered his face into his palm.

Then it happened. The voice cam from behind me, in the dark corner of Lou’s office. It was velvety yet hard as steel. “Rod. Went need to talk”, it said. Even though I did not stop pumping the little brown chick, a chill went down my spine when I heard those words. It was the thick timbre of the voice, I think, that alerted me.

I turned to look across the room. There, sitting in a red leather captains chair against the wall was the source of the sultry voice: Anna Conda.

I picked up the little taco yet again and turned her around so I could face Anna as I continued pumping her. At this point the Mexican girl was merely a masturbation toy I was using. I increased my pump so I could dump my load and get this over with. Then BAMM!!!, it was over. I removed the lass from my huge rod, after which her body crumpled to the floor. I did not know if she was dead or injured, or what had happened to her. But I did not care either, so I did not dwell on it.

I tried to compose myself the best I could, then walked over to stand before Anna so I could get to the bottom of all this business. “Well, well, well. Anna Conda. We meet again. Tell me, what brings you here, to my little neck of the woods?”

Anna replied, “Rod, put your dick away.” I looked down and, indeed, I had forgotten to stow my cock. Out of pure curtesy, I packed it away. Then I returned my attention to Anna. “Alright, Anna, what’s going on here?”

Anna launched into a startling tale about what brought her to me. As she spoke I became lost in her wanton beauty. She got up from her chair and walked about the room as she relayed her story, presumably to make it more dramatic and demonstrative. I got a full-on view of her body, and it was fantastic!!

She stands 5’10’’ and weighs 105 lbs. She is lithe. She was showing it off too, wearing a black, silk dress that landed just about her ankles. The top was low-cut, betraying just a bit of cleavage from her C-cup wineglass titties. She was not wearing a bra. Anna never wears a bra. Her nips were perfectly outlined through the silk. In fact, I think her nips were hard. It was probably something she did on purpose in an attempt to influence me. It was working.

Anna’s ass was perfect. It was not at all fat, but round enough not to be skinny. It was a fit figure skater’s ass. As she walked, I could see a tiny bit of jiggle emanating from her ass flesh, and then reverberated in the silky black dress she wore. My cock began growing hard again.

Her face was beautiful. Think Scarlett Johanson and Phoebe Cates rolled into one. But any sweetness this may evoke is quickly dispelled by Anna’s throaty voice with its thick Russian accent. I have known Anna for 20 years. Yet, she still does not look a day over 25. Jesus Christ!!! If ever there was a chick to die for ….. If I was one to delve into the belief of the paranormal, then I may conclude that Anna made a deal with the devil. But, I am not such a person.
And literally, Anna Conda is a chick to die for. She is deadly as fuck. She will kill you in a split second without a thought just because she does not like the shirt you are wearing. She can do it too. She is always armed and she knows how to use her weapons. Moreover, she is a total psychopath. This makes her doubly dangerous.

Anna and I have always gotten along for the most part. Like Anna, the dollar is my primary motivating factor. Such a mindset allows for understanding and predictability among people, which are elements that are sorely missing in many business dealings today that go on in the color of darkness.

Suddenly, Anna snapped me out of my thoughts. “Here’s your gun, Rod. Now let’s get started”, said Anna. She and Sergio were halfway through the door exiting Lou’s office when I said, “Hey, wait a damned minute!!! What are you talking about?!?”

They both stopped, and Anna walked back in and looked me in the eyes, saying “The plan, Rod. Let’s get on with the plan.” A little embarrassed, I sheepishly asked, “What plan?” Anna folded her arms and looked cross at me. After a moment to allow me to simmer in my shame, she asked, “You were not paying attention, were you, Rod?” I shook my head and looked down.

I heard a hammer cock. I jerked my head back up to find myself staring down the barrel of a pistol pointed at my head that Anna was holding. I protested, “Look, it is not my fucking fault!! Put that fucking gun down!!!” I continued, “You were distracting me with …. Well.. you know, how you are dressed, and that hot, sultry voice…. You know?”

“So, instead of paying attention to the plan, you chose to eye-rape me. Is that what I am to understand your position is, Rod?”, she asked. Knowing that my life was on the line, I said, “Anna, look, you know I am horny to a fault. Then you come in here, swinging them tits around, wearing that silk dress showing off the crack of your ass…. WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU EXPECT TO HAPPENED?”

Anna lowered her gun. She knew that my explanation of being a total cocksman was truth. “Let’s go”, Anna curtly said. I obeyed.

Anna explained the plan to me again on the drive from The Plump Rump. She made me wear a blindfold so that I would not get horny during her explanation. Here is how it went:

Anna Conda was now working for the Russians. It seems that Putin caught wind of the Sasquatch project that the Chinese were working on. He also knew that the American government have been fucking with sasquatch for decades. Thus, he was very concerned about the existence of a bigfoot gap. He ordered the acquisition of a Sasquatch specimen immediately.

Moreover, said specimen must be prime. It needed to be the biggest, baddest sasquatch of them all – a true alpha – so as to speed things along. Putin did not want some weird shit-creature, is-it-a-sasquatch-or-is-it-a-dogman, kind of monstrosity. He wanted purebred, badass sasquatchery, and preferably from the American Pacific northwest.

Anna got in on it because she sold the intel to Putin about China’s Sasquatch operation. She then told Putin she could produce sasquatch corpses for him. She told him she had a contact (i.e., me). Thus, with Putin’s blessing and promises of riches to come, Anna set out to America to find me.

Now, here is where things got a bit squirrely. See, I agreed to procure some more dead sasquatch. I have no problem with killing sasquatch because, in my opinion, they are an abomination on this Earth. I kind of feel like I am doing God’s work by wiping out as many of them as I can. And given all the not-so-Godly stuff I have done, I feel like killing Sasquatch kind of offsets that to some degree.

But Anna, she was stuck on Putin’s instruction that she must supply him with apex Sasquatch. So she did not want to take my advice of heading to the Pacific Northwest or Alaska. Instead, Anna claimed to have pinpointed the whereabouts of a particularly gruesome sasquatch beast that she KNEW would win her a fortune from Putin if she brought it to him.

“So, where is this beast?”, I asked. Anna replied “Martha’s Vineyard”. I paused. Then I asked her to repeat herself. It turns out that I was not mistaken about what Anna had said. I continued, “Uh, Anna, there are no sasquatch on Martha’s Vineyard, just a lot of wealth New Englander schmucks.”

Anna looked at me and told me I was wrong. Then she decided to attempt to taunt me. “Oh, Rod, mighty slayer of Bigfoot! Yet, you fail to take notice of where the biggest, most foul and rotten beast of them all makes its home. Jesus, Rod!! What kind of bigfoot hunter are you, anyway?” Anna then spit at my feet and wondered aloud whether she even needs me for this job.

I decided that I needed to straighten out the hierarchy here in order for this here deal to move forward. I said, “Well, Anna, feel free to truck on over to Old Whitey Beach and battle that beast. But, if there is a big old mangy sasquatch lurking around over there, then it is probably a fucking Nazi-Squatch. You know, those fuckers out there hate the Jews.”

The work “Nazi” visibly shook Anna. Her great grandfather died defending Leningrad. Her entire family there died of either starvation or cannibalism during Hitler’s siege during Operation Barbarossa. Anna despised Nazis. But she feared them too. After landing that punch, I decided to push my luck.

“Now, I am still willing to help you catch this here Nazi-Squatch, but you have to do something for me”, I said. Now Anna’s eyes were on me, and they were narrowing. I continued, “I want you to get bare assed naked and pleasure yourself while I stand over you and jack it.” Anna stared at me silently for a long moment. Then she replied.

“After the job is done, and you can get none of your … fluids… on me”, she said. I shook my head and countered, “Now, and I will ‘try’ to not get my spunk on you.”

However, Anna then turned the tables on me. In fact, she picked up the table and bashed my head in with it. She looked me in my eyes, then matter-of-factly said, “You get the beast, and your prize shall be a night with me, anything goes, darling.” Well, since this caused all of the blood to immediately drain from my brain, I had a lapse in judgment. “DEAL!!”, I said. Then we shook on it.

“OK, tell me more about this supposed monster sasquatch on Martha’s Vineyard”, I said. I still was not ready to believe there was a monster out there. “I show you photo”, said Anna. She took out her phone, scrolled to find the photo, then handed the phone to me. “There. Sasquatch”, she said.

I stared at the photo and remained silent. After a long moment, I turned the phone so that Anna could see the photo and asked, “Uh, Anna, is THIS what you intended to show me?” She replied. “Yes! There…Sasquatch! The biggest, grossest monster around.”

Now, I could not argue with Anna that the image on her phone is a big, gross monster. Hell, it could actually be a sasquatch, and THE UBER sasquatch. It is most certainly the grossest thing on Martha’s Vinyard. But I somehow do not think this is what Putin is expecting.

I turned to Anna and said, “Anna, this is a photo of Michelle Obama. I know it looks vile, and has a huge, hulking body with large appendages where a woman should not have them. But, sweatheart, that ain’t no sasquatch. That’s a big, hairy Chicago street negro.”

Anna did not believe me at first. She was hard in her conviction that Obama was a sasquatch. “I have seen the Sasquatch beast you deliver to me for China. This … Michelle Obama …. It is big, and hairy, and ugly like the sasquatch beast, but worse.”

When the truth finally set it, I could see that it had kind of broken down poor Anna, if only just a bit. I put my arm around Anna and told her, “Look, Michelle O fooled you. Hell, she and her Hamas Hubby fooled millions of Americans, twice! At least you saw Michelle for what she is, to wit: a big, gross sasquatch, and NOT some kind a retarded leftist messiah.”

After that, things took a rather dark turn. “What if we still take her to Putin? We can make deal; sell her to Putin!!” At this point I held up my hands and said, “I’m out”, then turned and walked away. Anna followed, trying to get me to stay. At this point, I could tell that Anna was coming undone a little.

See, she had to produce for Putin. There is no telling what kind of secret deal she actually had with him. She had to deliver a big old mangy Obama …. Er, uh, I mean … Sasquatch, to Putin.

“Ok, Rod, we do your plan. We go out west to kill bigfoot. Huge, monster bigfoot. she said. I turned and looked Anna in her eyes and said the following: First, we bang for 48 hours straight, right now, so I can get my fill of you. Second, you pay me $10,000.00 cash upfront. Third, upon delivery of the dead bigfoot, you pay me $1 million immediately.”

Anna agreed to everything, but noted that at the present time it was her “time of the month”. I grimaced, as I will absolutely not go there (and she knows that). “Fine, next week we bang”, I said. She pointed out that I would be in the woods next week hunting sasquatch. “Fine, once I come out of the woods, then we bang – 48 hours straight”, I said. “Of course, darling!”, she agreed.

Well, it took several days to set up the hunt, but it finally happened. I was in Washington state at high elevation based on intel I has acquired that indicated that there was a monstrous 15’ tall sasquatch on the mountain range that had been murdering and eating hunters and hikers. After 3 months in these mountains without a trace of the creature I began to lose hope, thinking that I probably got some bad intel, or bad coordinates.

I got my satellite phone out to call for an extraction. Winter was setting in fast, and if I did not get off this mountain soon, then I would freeze and/or starve to death. Unfortunately, my contact did not answer. I tried for 2 days. No answer. I had been fucked. I wondered what had happened back in civilization that caused me to be abandoned like this. I resolved that I would get off that mountain and get to the bottom of this shit. There would be hell to pay for this betrayal!!’

I was able to get in touch with contacts from back home. I got old Billy Ray from Ellijay and Rattler on the phone and got them to come out here to Washington State to extract me. Rattler use to fly helicopters in the Army. He has an old Huey sitting in his front yard, to the chagrin of his HOA. He fired that sucker up, and him and old Billy Ray flew out here to my coordinates and extracted me.

After landing at a convenience store to buy some beer for the flight home, we headed east. Through the skies a way, Billy Ray said, “Well, Rod, I guess you is bout ready to git back home to Georgia, eh?” In fact, I was ready to go home. But I had to take care of some business first. I told them both to take me to New York City. They were both perplexed. All I said to them was “I have an old friend there I have to see before I can go home.”

I have intel on where Anna Conda stays when she is in the United States. She stays at certain hotels depending on what month she is here, and whether her check-in date is an odd or even number. This is for undercover work. I came across the code for her stays while doing the sasquatch work for China. She an I were caught in a snowstorm one night in Buffalo, NY, and had to share a room at the Holiday Inn near the airport. We had like 10 big Igloo ice chests with iced down sasquatch body parts with us in the room.

Anna was like, “No hanky panky, Rod. I am tired and I want to go to bed. Tomorrow we finish business.”

Frankly, I did not blame her for withholding her magnificent muff from me. I was tired as hell. But, I could not settle for nothing. So, when Anna was in the bathroom taking a shower, I started going through her suit case. I wanted to find some of her panties to jack off into. Instead, I found a little black notebook. Inside it contained her lodging codes, and some other interesting things. I photographed the contents with my phone and then put it back.

When Anna got out of the shower she was already dressed in her night clothes. She saw me lying on my back, nude on the bed, and jacking it. “Rod!! GROSS!!!! Go to the restroom to do that shit!!!”, she commanded. I just did it to get a rise out of her. LOL!!

So, if Anna is still inside the U.S., then using the codes I stole from her I can locate precisely where she will be that night. I studied it for a few moments then had my answer. Tonight she would be staying at the Dogman Inn on Hwy 95 South, Room 355. I told Rattler to get me there stat!

We had to stop several times for fuel and beer. Those Hueys go just a bit over a hundred MPH, you know. But eventually, we got there. I gave the boys some money and told them to go to the Waffle House for some coffee to sober up. Then they would fly me home.

I should mention that I also had Rattler’s fully auto Russian AK-74 with spare mags. During the long flight with 2 drunks from Washington State to New York City, I had worked myself up into a towering rage over how Anna fucked me on this Putin deal. She had clearly thrown me aside. But for what, exactly? I figured I would storm the hotel room, get some answers, then shower the room with gun fire.

I busted through the door of Room 355 at exactly 3:35 a.m. There she was. My entry roused her from slumber. I was pointing my rifle at her, center mass. She was shocked at the appearance of a gunman in her room at this time of night. However, she was not as shocked as one would think (this was not the first time something like this has happened to her).

I raised my face from the receiver just enough so she could see it was me. “Rod!!!”, she exclaimed. “What happened to you?!?!? I thought you had died up in those mountains when we never hear from you!” I replied, “Shove it up that cute little ass of yours, Anna. You fucked me. And not in the good way. What the fuck was all that shit about needing a sasquatch for Putin?!?”

Anna played dumb. But it struck me that I had been deliberately put out of the loop for 3 months. Why? Who wanted me away for that long, and why? What went on in my absence?!? I was just dying to know!!! I set my rifle down and pulled out my fixed blade knife, ready to get down to some real nasty work on Anna so I could get some truth. The pure evil of what I was about to do to her caused a wide death grin to grow on my face. Anna saw it. She knew what it meant. She swallowed hard and her eyes betrayed the shear terror she felt inside. I was engorged with blood lust. She knew she had fucked up one time too many this time!!

Suddenly came the sound of the toilet in the bathroom flushing. I was momentarily shocked. I did not expect anyone else to be there with Anna. Anna saw it in my face. I glanced at her and saw that the terror in her face was replaced with pleasure, a slight smile creeping over her face.

I was going to have to face off against this person in the bathroom, who would be out in a split moment. When I do that, I will have to turn 180 degrees from Anna, thereby making me vulnerable to her. I had only once choice: Shoot Anna first.

Just as this came to me, but just before I could act on it, the bathroom door opened. I had to deal with that person before Anna now. I spun around to see that it was a completely nude, and fat, white man. He was a real oafish blob. He looked surprised to see me. He also looked sort of familiar.

I next heard the crack of something hitting my skull hard. I remember the immediate hateful pain that shot through my body and the sound of blood rushing through my ears. I remember the dizziness, then falling to the floor. Clearly, as I fixed on the man from the bathroom, Anna had cracked me over the head with a blunt object.

I came to the next morning, Billy Ray and Rattler had manage to track me down based upon coordinates I left in the chopper that said “IN CASE OF EMERGENCY”. Billy Ray filled up the hotel room ice bucket with cold water and doused my head with it to bring me conscious. I was disoriented at first. But after a bit, what happened in this room the night before came back to me.

Honestly, I am surprised that Anna did not just kill me. I presume that she thinks she can leverage her drop-dead hotness to get me to do more shit for her in the future. She is absolutely right about that too. Rattler then said, “Hey, Rod, that snake bitch left a letter fer ya.”

He handed me the letter. This is what it said:
____________________________________________

“Dear Rod:

Sorry about the boo boo on your head. Hope it heals soon. Also sorry about leaving you in the mountains. I was not running a scam on you Rod. Rather, an opportunity arose for me to acquire a sasquatch body from another person. You may know him since you are a sasquatch hunter. His name is Matt Moneymaker. Anyway, until next time…..

Yours truly,
Anna Conda”
_____________________________________________
I could not fucking believe it. That was fatfuck Moneymaker in the hotel room earlier. Anna fucked Matt Fatfuck Moneymaker for a Sasquatch! That fat son of bitch!!

Billy Ray asked, “You ready to go Rod?” I stood up and said, “Yeah, let’s go.” Then Rattler said, “Hey, ya wanna stop and git some beer fer the ride home?” I replied “Hell yeah.”

I felt like I wanted to die. Thank God for beer and buddies. I don’t blame Anna. She is a fucking snake, and I knew that before this started. Also, I cannot really blame fatfuck Moneymaker for wanting to get some of that hot poon pie Anna serves up. I guess I have to blame fate for fucking me over this time. I even started thinking that next time I will just avoid Anna. But I know I won’t, thus making me subject to this sort of shit again. I had Rattler set us down in Charlottesville so I could buy some hard liquor.

Hear me out fellow degenerates. Im planning on setting up 2 super optimized level 35 bank alts to play the AH and craft CDs. One for each faction.
You might think that’s dumb. You may rightfully say the time invested in leveling will never be offset by the time saved. But I simply enjoy optimizing things.
Horde bank is gonna be in TB, the one and only choice for horde. Ally bank I’m still undecided between IF and SW.
Outfits, enchants, names all sorted out. Swift boots with the 8% runspeed enchant being the most important part.
What I’m still struggling with is the class however.
They’ll spend 99% of their time in the same capital city and just go back and forth between bank, mailbox and AH so it really just comes down to speed.
Druid - 40% travel form but only works outdoors
Hunter - 38% talented aspect of cheetah works indoors too
Mage - blink on 15 second CD
I have considered going for level 40 to get the rare mount + carrot on a stick trinket and while this would work well in TB, by the time my ally bank has mounted outside the AH in IF/SW, a hunter, druid or mage would probably already be at its destination.
I would assume that Hunter and Druid are equally fast. Druid 2% faster outdoors but looses its pace inside AH/Bank.
Comparing huntedruid to mage is a tough one though. Over longer distances mage will be much slower but with short distances like that it could possibly be even faster.
I’ll appreciate any input. Which class would you pick? Does anyone know the distance between mailbox and AH in different capital cities? Any other optimizations I might have missed?

Top 5 2020s skaters, top 5 2010s skaters, top 5 2000s skaters, top 5 90s skaters, top 5 80s skaters, and top 5 deceased skaters. Let's see who can fill out every one.
Top 5 2020s skaters... 1. Sky Brown 2. Beagle1ism 3. Jamie Foy 4. 5.
Top 5 2010s skaters... 1. Nyjah Huston 2. Antuan Dixon 3. 4. 5.
Top 2000s skaters 1. Todd Jordan 2. Zered Bassett 3. Curtis Colamonico 4. Joey Brezinsky 5. Gailea Momolu
Top 90s skaters... 1. Guy Mariano 2. Eric Koston 3. Javier Nunez 4. Jason Lee 5. John Rattray
Top 80s skaters... 1. Mark Gonzales 2. Rodney Mullen 3. Tony Hawk 4. Natas Kaupas 5. Christian Hosoi
Top 5 deceased skater... 1. Keenan Milton 2. Keith Hufnagel 3. Harold Hunter 4. Justin Pierce 5. Robbie McKinley
I was drawing a blank on the newer skaters. I know of many I'm just getting bad with names, I am 38.5 now lol. Skated hard from 1997-2009.

So this is a concept for "Pheonix Seregios" (name wip, suggestions welcome), a subspecies that I came up with inspired by firehawks, a group of hawk species from Australia (of course) that have been known to intentionally spread brush fires to corral prey.
So basically:

• Compared to normal Seregios, Pheonix Seregios is typically much more vibrant in color. Colorations vary, with varying patterns of warm colors. More vibrant colors represent a stronger and/or healthier individual.
• Instead of the groups of scales you would see around the neck of a normal seregios (the ones that they ruffle when they roar), Pheonix individuals have plumage with "fire scales" scattered throughout. Plumages are assumed to be used for mating displays by males, but researchers haven't been able to get close enough to nesting grounds to determine what that actually looks like.
  • Some feathers are also present on the wings and legs
• Instead of scales being coated with an anti-coagulant like the standard species, Phoenix Seregios has scales that release a fluid which ignites on contact with air.
• Phoenix Seregios drops these scales in vegetation to strategically start and spread small brush fires that they use to corral prey into an area where its easy for them to swoop in and snatch
• In contrast to the wide ranges of the standard species, the subspecies sticks to plains and forests, where their flames would be the most useful
• Even though they can be active at any time of day, they seem to only hunt at night
  • In-universe, this is so they can approach prey easier without spooking them
  • In reality they do this because of a reason I will explain momentarily
• Phoenix Seregios are solitary hunters. Usually. See below.
• Even though this subspecies is very rare, the Hunter's Guild makes sure to keep tabs on known populations of Phoenix Seregios because they can pose a very serious threat in the form of "Wildfire Events" (name also wip)
• During a Wildfire Event, large groups of Phoenix Seregios will descend on an area and unleash large amounts of their "fire scales", creating massive wildfires in order to corral massive amounts of prey at once.
  • Although these events only happen roughly once a decade, because of how destructive they are the Guild keeps watch for signs of one happening in the near future so they can evacuate any nearby settlements
  • It's currently unknown why this occurs since the rarity and destructive power of a Wildfire Event means they are very difficult to study
  • It's theorized that Phoenix Seregios use the lift generated from the heat of the event to rapidly ascend back into the air after grabbing prey, allowing it to repeatedly drop off the prey somewhere and return to the chaos while expending minimal energy
  • Although the subspecies had been rumored to exist for almost a century, it's famous among the public for the first confirmed sighting happening in likely the most dramatic way possible, occurring when a major battle was interrupted after the soldiers became the targets of a Wildfire Event

So what does this look like in-game?

• The monster's intro cutscene has the player moving through an area at night when they're suddenly caught in the middle of a Wildfire Event.
  • The real reason why Phoenix Seregios hunt at night is because it would be dope as hell. Imagine how fucking terrifying it would to be caught in the middle of a Wildfire Event in the middle of the night, with fire all around you and monsters that you can't identify because they're moving too fast for you to get a good look at them swooping in and out of the flames, snatching up small monsters and taking off into the night. That would fuck so hard.
• Attacks carried over from regular Seregios that would inflict bleed cause fireblight instead
• An actual fight has the monster spreading its flames around you in order to box you in, much like how Velkhana does with her ice
• It could also leave "traps", where it leaves its scales around the arena and if you step on them or attack them they ignite and knock you around. However this does have the potential to suck ass if not done right
• It would be very agile, much like normal Seregios, but stays airborne more often
• It would have fire element weapons, obviously. They have Bladescale Hone, along with average sharpness, high element, and mediocre raw.

Not sure if a post like this has already been made, but here you go:
First lines in TCW:
Hunter: You too, sir.
Wrecker: The Calvary has arrived!
Tech: Technically, they were trying to mate with us.
Crosshair: We don’t usually work with “regs.”
Echo: We have to get to the shuttle to escape the Citadel.
First lines in TBB:
Omega: Hello. My name’s Omega. I was wondering when you guys would come back.
Hunter: Crosshair, let’s get these tanks moving.
Wrecker: Make a hole!
Tech: Hey clanker. Catch!
Crosshair: Sir, yes, sir.
Echo. Thank you, General.
Last lines in TBB:
Omega: Keep an eye on Wrecker and Crosshair while I’m gone. Batcher too.
Hunter: It’s alright, girl. She’ll be fine.
Wrecker: Get the kid.
Tech: When have we ever followed orders?
Crosshair: I can’t. They’re too close. If I’m off-I can’t risk Omega.
Echo: I’m sure Senator Chuchi would find what you have to say very helpful to our cause.
Let me know if I missed something!

As Reddit doesn't allow posts to exceed 40,000 characters, Eastwood's edition had to be split into two parts because his whole career cannot be ignored. The second part will be posted tomorrow.

Here's a new edition of "Directors at the Box Office", which seeks to explore the directors' trajectory at the box office and analyze their hits and bombs. I already talked about a few, and as I promised, it's Clint Eastwood's turn.
Eastwood was a troublemaker at school, and he had a bunch of odd jobs such as lifeguard, paper carrier, grocery clerk, forest firefighter, and golf caddy. In 1951, he was drafted into the United States Army during the Korean War and was discharged two years later. Through this, he got into contact with a Hollywood representative, who got him into acting classes and started his acting career. He got his start by starring in the hit show Rawhide, but he said he was exhausted by the experience. This caught the attention of some film producers and he decided to act in films directed by the then-unknown Sergio Leone. His career was on the rise, and then he got the chance to make his directorial debut.
From a box office perspective, how reliable was he to deliver a box office hit?
That's the point of this post. To analyze his career.

It should be noted that as he started his career in the 1970s, some of the domestic grosses here will be adjusted by inflation. The table with his highest grossing films, however, will be left in its unadjusted form, as the worldwide grosses are more difficult to adjust.

Play Misty for Me (1971)

"The scream you hear may be your own!"
His directorial debut. It stars Eastwood, Jessica Walter and Donna Mills, and follows a radio disc jockey being stalked by an obsessed female fan.
Before his colleague Irving Leonard died, he and Eastwood had discussed the idea of producing a film that was to give Eastwood the artistic control he desired, and his debut as a director. Eastwood said he was ready, "I stored away all the mistakes I made and saved up all the good things I learned, and now I know enough to control my own projects and get what I want out of actors."
The film was a huge success for Eastwood, and it also received positive reviews. So far, his directorial career was off to a great start.

• Budget: $950,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $10,600,000. ($81.7 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $10,600,000.
  

High Plains Drifter (1973)

"They'd never forget the day he drifted into town."
His second film. The film stars Eastwood, Verna Bloom and Mariana Hill, and follows a mysterious stranger who metes out justice in a corrupt frontier mining town.
Eastwood reportedly liked the offbeat quality of the film's original nine-page proposal and approached Universal with the idea of directing it, which would make it his first directed Western. The screenplay was inspired by the real-life murder of Kitty Genovese in Queens in 1964, which eyewitnesses reportedly stood by and watched. Holes in the plot were filled in with black humor and allegory, influenced by Sergio Leone.
It was well received, and the film even surpassed Play Misty for Me at the box office. Eastwood was just going up.

• Budget: $5,500,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $15,700,000. ($110.4 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $15,700,000.
  

Breezy (1973)

"Her name is Breezy."
His third film. It stars William Holden and Kay Lenz, and follows the relationship between a middle-aged real estate agent and a young hitchhiker.
This was his first directed film without starring on it. And his lack of presence certainly hurt the film; it received mixed reviews and flopped at the box office.

• Budget: $750,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $200,000. ($1.4 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $217,753.
  

The Eiger Sanction (1975)

"His lifeline, held by the assassin he hunted."
His fourth film. Based on the novel by Trevanian, the film stars Eastwood, George Kennedy, Vonetta McGee, and Jack Cassidy. It follows Jonathan Hemlock, an art history professor, mountain climber, and former assassin once employed by a secret government agency, who is blackmailed into returning to his deadly profession for one last mission.
The film received mixed reactions for its writing, and it wasn't a box office success either.

• Budget: $9,000,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $14,200,000. ($82.4 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $14,200,000.
  

The Outlaw Josey Wales (1976)

"An army of one."
His fifth film. Based on the novel Gone to Texas by Forrest Carter, it stars Eastwood, Chief Dan George, Sondra Locke, Bill McKinney and John Vernon. The film tells the story of Josey Wales, a Missouri farmer whose family is murdered by Union militia during the Civil War. Driven to revenge, Wales joins a Confederate guerrilla band and makes a name for himself as a feared gunfighter. After the war, all the fighters in Wales' group except for him surrender to Union soldiers, but the Confederates end up being massacred. Wales becomes an outlaw and is pursued by bounty hunters and Union soldiers as he tries to make a new life for himself.
Eastwood was fascinated by the novel and he bought the film rights, hoping to star on the film. He got Philip Kaufman involved as screenwriter and possible director, but left after disagreeing with Eastwood in the material adapted to the screen. Kaufman insisted on filming with a meticulous attention to detail, which caused disagreements with Eastwood, not to mention the attraction the two shared towards Locke and apparent jealousy on Kaufman's part in regard to their emerging relationship. This caused Eastwood to take over as the director. Kaufman's firing angered the DGA, as he did most of the pre-production, and sanctioning a $60,000 fine. This resulted in the Director's Guild passing a new rule, known as "the Eastwood Rule", which prohibits an actor or producer from firing the director and then personally taking on the director's role.
The film received critical acclaim, and in subsequent years, is ranked among Eastwood's greatest films. It was also a huge success at the box office, doubling his previous highest grossing film. It was also one of the few Western films to receive critical and commercial success in the 1970s at a time when the Western was thought to be dying as a major genre in Hollywood.

• Budget: $3,700,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $31,800,000. ($174.5 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $31,800,000.
  

The Gauntlet (1977)

"The man in the middle of..."
His sixth film. It stars Eastwood, Sondra Locke, Pat Hingle, William Prince, Bill McKinney, and Mara Corday. It follows a down-and-out cop who falls in love with a prostitute, to whom he is assigned to escort from Las Vegas to Phoenix for her to testify against the mob.
While it received mixed reviews, it became another box office success for Eastwood, becoming his now highest grossing film.

• Budget: $5,500,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $35,400,000. ($182.4 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $35,400,000.
  

Bronco Billy (1980)

"The most outrageous of 'em all."
His seventh film. The film stars Eastwood and Sondra Locke, and focuses on the financially-struggling owner of a traditional Wild West show and his new assistant.
It became another critical and commercial success for Eastwood, who referred to the film as one of his most affable shoots of his career.

• Budget: $6,500,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $24,265,659. ($91.9 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $24,265,659.
  

Firefox (1982)

"The most devastating killing machine ever built... his job... steal it!"
His eighth film. Based on the novel by Craig Thomas, it stars Eastwood, Freddie Jones and David Huffman. The Soviets have developed a revolutionary new jet fighter, called "Firefox". Naturally, the British are worried that the jet will be used as a first-strike weapon, as rumors say that the jet is undetectable on radar. They send ex-Vietnam War pilot Mitchell Gant on a covert mission into the Soviet Union to steal the Firefox.
The film received mixed reviews, but it earned almost $47 million, becoming Eastwood's highest grossing title as director.

• Budget: $21,000,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $46,708,276. ($151.1 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $46,708,276.
  

Honkytonk Man (1982)

"The boy is on his way to becoming a man. The man is on his way to becoming a legend."
His ninth film. It's based on the novel by Clancy Carlile, and it stars Eastwood and his son Kyle. It follows Red Stovall, a country music singer and composer. With his nephew Whit by his side, he travels to Nashville to perform at the Grand Ole Opry in the backdrop of the Great Depression.
While the film received acclaim, it earned just $4.4 million, becoming his second worst performer.

• Budget: $2,000,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $4,484,991. ($14.5 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $4,484,991.
  

Sudden Impact (1983)

"Dirty Harry is at it again."
His tenth film. The fourth installment in the Dirty Harry series, directed, it stars Eastwood and Sondra Locke. The film tells the story of a gang rape victim who decides to seek revenge on her rapists 10 years after the attack by killing them one by one. Inspector Harry Callahan, famous for his unconventional and often brutal crime-fighting tactics, is tasked with tracking down the serial killer.
The film received mixed reviews from critics, but it earned over $150 million worldwide, Eastwood's first film to pass that milestone. It's also very popular for including the iconic catchphrase, "Go ahead, make my day."

• Budget: $22,000,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $67,642,693. ($212.1 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $150,642,693.
  

Tightrope (1984)

"A cop on the edge..."
His 11th film. It stars Eastwood, Geneviève Bujold, Dan Hedaya, Alison Eastwood and Jennifer Beck, and follows a detective determined to hunt down a sadomasochistic serial killer of prostitutes.
The film became another critical and commercial success for Eastwood.

• Budget: N/A.
  
• Domestic gross: $48,143,579. ($144.7 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $48,143,579.
  

Pale Rider (1985)

"...And Hell followed with him."
His 12th film. It stars Eastwood, Michael Moriarty and Carrie Snodgress. A couple and their daughter, along with a few others, are driven out of Lahood, California, by goons working for a mining baron. However, a stranger enters their life to assist them in their fight.
There was no stopping Eastwood: another critical and commercial success.

• Budget: $6,900,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $41,410,568. ($120.2 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $41,410,568.
  

Heartbreak Ridge (1986)

"The scars run deep."
His 13th film. It stars Eastwood, Marsha Mason, Everett McGill, and Mario Van Peebles. The story centers on a U.S. Marine nearing retirement who gets a platoon of undisciplined Marines into shape and leads them during the American invasion of Grenada in 1983.
The film was inspired by an account of American paratroopers of the 82nd Airborne Division using a pay telephone and a credit card to call in fire support during the invasion of Grenada, and fashioned a script of a Korean War veteran career Army non-commissioned officer passing on his values to a new generation of soldiers. Eastwood was interested in the script and asked his producer, Fritz Manes, to contact the US Army with a view of filming the movie at Fort Bragg. However, the Army read the script and refused to participate, due to Highway being portrayed as a hard drinker, divorced from his wife, and using unapproved motivational methods to his troops, an image the Army did not want.
It received mixed reviews, with some deeming the film as "imperialist propaganda". But it was still another box office success.

• Budget: $15,000,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $42,724,017. ($121.7 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $121,700,000.
  

Bird (1988)

"There are no second acts in American lives."
His 14th film. The film stars Forest Whitaker and Diane Venora. It is constructed as a montage of scenes from saxophonist Charlie Parker's life, from his childhood in Kansas City, through his early death at the age of 34.
Eastwood, a lifelong fan of jazz, had been fascinated by Parker ever since seeing him perform live in Oakland in 1946. He approached Chan Parker, Bird's common-law wife on whose memoirs the script was based, for input, and she lent Eastwood and arranger Lennie Niehaus a collection of recordings from her private collection Before Eastwood was involved, Richard Pryor was originally cast as Parker.
Despitive positive reviews, it performed poorly, earning just $2.2 million in North America.

• Budget: $14,000,000.
  
• Domestic gross: $2,181,286. ($5.7 million adjusted)
  
• Worldwide gross: $2,181,286.
  

MOVIES (FROM HIGHEST GROSSING TO LEAST GROSSING)

No.	Movie	Year	Studio	Domestic Total	Overseas Total	Worldwide Total	Budget
x	Sudden Impact	1983	Warner Bros.	$67,642,693	$83,000,000	$150,642,693	$22M
x	Heartbreak Ridge	1986	Warner Bros.	$42,724,017	$78,975,983	$121,700,000	$15M
x	Tightrope	1984	Warner Bros.	$48,143,579	$0	$48,143,579	N/A
x	Firefox	1982	Warner Bros.	$46,708,276	$0	$46,708,276	$21M
x	Pale Rider	1985	Warner Bros.	$41,410,568	$0	$41,410,568	$6.9M
x	The Gauntlet	1977	Warner Bros.	$35,400,000	$0	$35,400,000	$5.5M
x	The Outlaw Josey Wales	1976	Warner Bros.	$31,800,000	$0	$31,800,000	$3.7M
x	Bronco Billy	1980	Warner Bros.	$24,265,659	$0	$24,265,659	$6.5M
x	High Plains Drifter	1973	Universal	$15,700,000	$0	$15,700,000	$5.5M
x	The Eiger Sanction	1975	Universal	$14,200,000	$0	$14,200,000	$9M
x	Play Misty for Me	1971	Universal	$10,600,000	$0	$10,600,000	$950K
x	Honkytonk Man	1982	Warner Bros.	$4,484,991	$0	$4,484,991	$2M
x	Bird	1988	Warner Bros.	$2,181,286	$0	$2,181,286	$14M
x	Breezy	1973	Universal	$200,000	$17,753	$217,753	$750K

The Verdict

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The next director will be Robert Zemeckis. One of the biggest falls from grace.
I asked you to choose who else should be in the run and the comment with the most upvotes would be chosen. It had to be a controversial filmmaker. Well, we'll later talk about... Zack Snyder. Oh, BoxOffice chose fuego 🔥
This is the schedule for the following four:

Week	Director	Reasoning
May 20-26	Robert Zemeckis	Can we get old Zemeckis back?
May 27-June 2	Richard Donner	An influential figure of the 70s and 80s.
June 3-9	Ang Lee	What happened to Lee?
June 10-16	Zack Snyder	RIP Inbox.

Who should be next after Snyder? That's up to you.