IkuSaari

A young healer woman sets sail to kill her enemies and steal the heart of the prince her rival desires. She encounters deadrousers, cannibals and lunatics as she hunts for epic treasures and love. She finds out she can be everything she wants to be: a doctor and a healer of thieves, a lover and an impressively rich spirit aunt, but the price she has to pay will be paid in blood. 

Serenica Ingram is a brave witch in her twenties. She would do anything to be even better at healing. Mariana Kinley, a witch-hating witch and a ruthless businesswoman, doesn't like competition and drives Serenica out of her home. She joins the pirate crew of the necromancer, Captain Spade. 

The city of Neul that Serenica calls home is a hostile and degenerate place, ripe with rich merchants and homeless witches, but the mythical island of outlaws, Aja Vana, is even stranger. The western islands are populated by outcasts and Serenica would do anything to avoid them. 

Becoming a rich and respected pirate healer isn't easy, especially with both other witches and royals wanting Serenica dead. She has to sail to the ends of the known world just to get her stolen property back, and even harder will be to catch the eye of the Dreamer, the fair prince whom Kinley also desires, while fulfilling the promise to kill a king.

WARNING: s*icide mentions, very mild cursing, violence, blood so please use caution when reading.

discord link finally. it's an actual functioning server afaik: https://discord.gg/tmeZKG5dqT

Water Belongs to the Dead: Heart of the Witch

Serenica didn't know how long she had been wandering around, stopping only if she saw a chance to save lives, limbs or both. She didn't know how she had found the strength to carry on after seeing so much loss. The mental images of bruises, broken bones and maimed bodies were flashing before her eyes. She remembered one case in particular; a man who had looked a lot like her own uncle had received a deep wound from a sharp piece of wood that had fallen onto him. His bowels had been mostly outside his body, a sickly mass of grayish slime and blood bulging out of the body that could not have held onto life much longer.

She remembered the eyes of the victim as he had wordlessly asked her to release him from all suffering.

Her pistol still felt hot against her thigh.

When she arrived to her destination that had been hidden even from her own thoughts, she scaled the Ruby Hills up and down, stroking Norra gently with her free hand.

Not Safe