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 pirates retreated deeper into the cave, horrified by the parts of that monstrous appearance that they could see.

"Come, this way, this way," Essieca whispered to them.

They ventured deeper into the dark cave system. Serenica did not like fire in situations such as this one, but she had to scratch a match and make a little torch out of fallen branches in order to see anything.

They took a sharp turn left, but that was a mistake, for faint sunlight and the stench of rotten meat came from there. They backed away from the perilous situation that was surely waiting for them just outside the cave.

They took the right tunnel this time, and it seemed to lead into a darker place with stagnant air dwelling deep underground. It seemed like a safe option.

Serenica still heard things inside her head, drumming and singing. The thoughts that were not her own grew louder, and she tasted blood.

The Animalistic Mind