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

The Princess was prepared for the mission. They circled around the dangerous cove, opting to sail in safer shallows. The air was as hot as it was humid, making clothes cling to skin. The turquoise of the waters looked luxurious.

Serenica never wanted to leave the heavenly tropical zone.

They circled around the island, to the north, with a refreshing gasp of wind behind them. Once one actually got to the high seas, the heat was compensated by the cool, continuous flow of air.

Sadly, their voyage was not a long one and could hardly even be called a voyage at all. Their boots met the silky sand of a northern island not long after their departure from Aja Vana.

"This is it, this is where I want to die," Serenica proclaimed as she examined the huge leaves of a tree that looked a lot like the palm trees of Aja, but with a trunk that had more prominent scales.

The Knives