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Almost an exact month after she received her first shipment from Vraska, Gisa was out in the moors, following the instructions that had been attached to a severed..... Well, tentacle would be the best word, the title simply being "In case you need more, earlier. -V" Her assuming it would be some way to contact Vraska.
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askghoulcallergisa:

askvraska:

From behind a gnarled, withered tree stepped Vraska, still draped in the dark green hood, with a veil obscuring her face.

"Gisa," she said, nodding slightly. "How has our deal been treating you so far?"

She gave a small frown of distaste as a bit of viscera landed on her clothing. “Oh joy…. Brain matter, yet again.”

"Pardon me, I’m usually not so sloppy."

Vraska reached over and flicked a piece of flesh from Gisa’s shoulder. She laughed quickly, then slipped the makeshift knife into the folds of her cloak. 

"I must say though, Gisa…business with you has been remarkably smooth. My contracts are not always so."



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Almost an exact month after she received her first shipment from Vraska, Gisa was out in the moors, following the instructions that had been attached to a severed..... Well, tentacle would be the best word, the title simply being "In case you need more, earlier. -V" Her assuming it would be some way to contact Vraska.
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askghoulcallergisa:

askvraska:

From behind a gnarled, withered tree stepped Vraska, still draped in the dark green hood, with a veil obscuring her face.

"Gisa," she said, nodding slightly. "How has our deal been treating you so far?"

She gave  soft chuckle. “Of course. Who could turn down supplies? But, would you mind ceasing this one’s ranting? You slew him once, feel free to do it again.”

Vraska nodded. 

"Of course."

She held the sharpened femur in a backhanded grip, and thrust it into the zombie’s throat. The creature merely gagged. Vraska removed the stake, and then impaled the creature’s left eye. It gave one last rasp, and fell to the floor of the cage. 


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Almost an exact month after she received her first shipment from Vraska, Gisa was out in the moors, following the instructions that had been attached to a severed..... Well, tentacle would be the best word, the title simply being "In case you need more, earlier. -V" Her assuming it would be some way to contact Vraska.
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askghoulcallergisa:

askvraska:

From behind a gnarled, withered tree stepped Vraska, still draped in the dark green hood, with a veil obscuring her face.

"Gisa," she said, nodding slightly. "How has our deal been treating you so far?"

Gisa chuckled, offer Vraska what appeared to be a femur of some large creature, sharpened into a blade, a hilt made of leather. “This is what I made with the excess. I have no use for it, but you might.”

Vraska took the femur, examining it closely. 

"Hmm…yes, I have uses for this. Well, Gisa…shall I continue to supply you?"


Cards needing a good home!

askghoulcallergisa:

I have some old cards of mine, that to be honest, I’d feel better if a deserving magic player got them. They are as follows.

  • 1x Bloodstained mire from onslaught
  • 1x polluted delta from onslaught
  • 1x windswept heath from onslaught
  • 1x sword of light and shadow from darksteel
  • 1x sword of fire and ice from darksteel
  • 1x aether vial from darksteel

If you’re interested, feel free to message me, like, reblog, anything. I figured people out there might need them.

((If I had the money I would snatch these up.))