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 could not have picked a worse timing.

She was to meet with the queen mother somewhere near Aja Vana in two days. She was to mention nothing about them having a dragon that was ready to rob the Maroon King clean, and finally, she was to be diplomatic, but she was too stubborn.

One of the pirates was an avid smoker. His name was Mell, and Mell had cancer.

Serenica had been treating him for a long time, but she was only able to postpone the inevitable. The miasmatic energy radiating from his throat and lungs – Ed, of course, said that miasmatic thinking was a bunch of outdated nonsense – had been spreading too far and for too long. Mell was always suffering from shortness of breath. He could not keep any food inside his stomach, and this had caused him to lose weight. He was but a sack of skin, bones and failing organs, coughing up blood and pieces of his lungs.

Two of Everything