the conjuror

Honestly? People who are interested in having an entity companion should do their research, talk to people who already have them, ask the store they’re looking at questions, browse through old posts, and work on their abilities to sense spirits so they won’t be entirely guessing when their companions do arrive.

But conjurors have a responsibility too. Especially if you custom conjure or reverse adopt an entity for someone and they don’t click with the human, you can’t just throw your hands up and tell them they should just work it out on their own or unbind if they don’t like it. You can’t just be like: I’ve already taken your money so your problems aren’t mine anymore. Even if the listing was a prebound, new companions sometimes make mistakes and everyone can make impulsive purchases on occasion. You can’t just not care about either of the two people you put together because you’ve already fulfilled what you’ve been paid for. Conjuring shouldn’t be the same as any other business.


From left to right : Yennefer (the conjuror), Triss Merigold, Yennefer of Vengerberg, Ragh Nar Roog, The Last Wish, Operator, Sarah, Alzur Double Cross, Johnny.

The Governor’s Ball

I watched the transformation in fascination. 

Red-heeled shoes and silk stockings clocked in black. Gray satin breeches with silver knee buckles. Snowy linen, with Brussels lace six inches deep at cuff and jabot. The coat, a masterpiece in heavy gray with blue satin cuffs and crested silver buttons, hung behind the door, awaiting its turn. 

He finished the careful powdering of his face, and licking the end of one finger, picked up a false beauty mark, dabbed it in gum arabic, and affixed it neatly near the corner of his mouth. 

“There,” he said, swinging about on the dressing stool to face me. “Do I look like a red-heided Scottish smuggler?” 

I inspected him carefully, from full-bottomed wig to morocco-heeled shoes. 

“You look like a gargoyle,” I said. His face flowered in a wide grin. Outlined in white powder, his lips seemed abnormally red, his mouth even wider and more expressive than it usually was. 

Non!” said Fergus indignantly, coming in in time to hear this. “He looks like a Frenchman.” 

“Much the same thing,” Jamie said, and sneezed. Wiping his nose on a handkerchief, he assured the young man, “Begging your pardon, Fergus.” 

He stood up and reached for the coat, shrugging it over his shoulders and settling the edges. In three-inch heels, he towered to a height of six feet seven; his head nearly brushed the plastered ceiling. 

“I don’t know,” I said, looking up at him dubiously. “I’ve never seen a Frenchman that size.” 

Jamie shrugged, his coat rustling like autumn leaves. “Aye, well, there’s no hiding my height. But so long as my hair is hidden, I think it will be all right. Besides,” he added, gazing with approval at me, “folk willna be looking at me. Stand up and let me see, aye?” 

I obliged, rotating slowly to show off the deep flare of the violet silk skirt. Cut low in the front, the décolletage was filled with a froth of lace that rippled down the front of the bodice in a series of V’s. Matching lace cascaded from the elbow-length sleeves in graceful white falls that left my wrists bare. 

“Rather a pity I don’t have your mother’s pearls,” I remarked. I didn’t regret their lack; I had left them for Brianna, in the box with the photographs and family documents. Still, with the deep décolletage and my hair twisted up in a knot, the mirror showed a long expanse of bare neck and bosom, rising whitely out of the violet silk. 

“I thought of that.” With the air of a conjuror, Jamie produced a small box from his inside pocket and presented it to me, making a leg in his best Versailles fashion. 

Inside was a small, gleaming fish, carved in a dense black material, the edges of its scales touched with gold. 

“It’s a pin,” he explained. “Ye could maybe wear it fastened to a white ribbon round your neck?” 

“It’s beautiful!” I said, delighted. “What’s it made of? Ebony?” 

“Black coral,” he said. “I got it yesterday, when Fergus and I were in Montego Bay.” He and Fergus had taken the Artemis round the island, disposing at last of the cargo of bat guano, delivered to its purchaser. 

I found a length of white satin ribbon, and Jamie obligingly tied it about my neck, bending to peer over my shoulder at the reflection in the mirror. 

“No, they won’t be looking at me,” he said. “Half o’ them will be lookin’ at you, Sassenach, and the other half at Mr. Willoughby.”


My Spirit Keeping Workbook

Since I enjoy working on my grimoire so much, I decided to make a spirit keeping/companionship workbook to help me stay on track with my companions! Here are a couple of the pages I’ve done so far, along with some explanations of each:

*Note* A lot of the information in here is NOT my own, it is helpful information I compiled from other while doing my research on spirit companionship. I can’t remember exactly where off the top of my head, but if you want me to link the original posts, just message me! Some of the information has been blurred for the privacy of my companions and myself.

This is just a basic info page! I love the little ghosties in the background. I’ve included a basic summary of what spirit keeping is, the benefits, and different types of manifestations.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Hi, I'm trying to get into Spirit companions. Do you have any tips?

Sure do! Before you find a companion, it’s important to research and gain enough knowledge on these things:

1. Protection! This is really important, even if you get your companion from a reputable conjuror. People make mistakes sometimes, and spirits can try to trick us sometimes, too! There are a lot of different ways you can protect yourself. Research them and find ways that work for you!

2. Banishing! Sometimes our protection may not be enough or may come into play too late. It’s important to know how to get rid of harmful spirits when you need to.

3. Practicing!  To develop your psychic abilities, I mean! There are many different types of psychic skills. Many people are naturally better at one or two types, and then work to get better at the rest. Find what you’re good at and work on it! Also practice meditation and visualization as much as you can! I’ve found that this greatly improves my ability to communicate with my companions.

Once you’re confident in all of this, it’s important to figure out how you will find your companion. Are you going to adopt an already conjured spirit? Or have someone conjure one for you? Or conjure one yourself? 

If you’re going to adopt a pre-conjured spirit, make sure that you’re adopting them because you feel called to them and not just because they are available! 

If you’re going to have someone conjure for you, like a shop, make sure you do your research on the shop/person doing the conjuring. Ask any questions you have! Make sure you’re 100% sure you’ve found the right conjuror for you! 

And if you’re conjuring for yourself, MAKE SURE you have fully researched and understood what you need to do and USE PROTECTION. I haven’t conjured, myself, so I don’t have a lot of tips on that, but DO RESEARCH and find others who have been doing it for a while and ask them any questions you may have. 

Once you have your companion, work hard to communicate with them and give them the love they deserve! They’ll likely be with you for the rest of your life, and maybe longer, so treat them right!! And don’t give up if things don’t come easy at first! They will appreciate your effort as long as you’re making an effort! 

I hope this helped some, and if you have any other questions, I’ll do my best to answer them!! And good luck on your journey into spirit companionship! <3


Invocation to the Witch Ancestors of Hellenistic Lore

Oh great witches of old, whose legends and names continue to penetrate the minds of all. Great women of magic whose gifts are accessed by the witches of today to work their spells and rites, hear my calls.

Erichtho, Thessalian woman, dreaded by all, come to my aid. Conjuror of the dead and feared leader of the witches of Thessaly, I invoke thee!

Medea, fabled witch of many drugs whose power is legend among us, come to my aid. Poisoner and healer, great daughter and priestess of Hekate, I invoke thee!

Kirke, great daughter of Hekate whose name is known by many, enchantress of lore and you who have been called goddess, nymph, and witch alike, come to my aid. Great sorceress whose skill in drugs and poisons is surpassed by none but the lady Hekate herself, I invoke thee!

Simaetha of legend, you who bound the errant Delphis back to thy side, come to my aid. You whose skill in binding and erotic magic is known by so many, I invoke thee!

Daughters of Hekate all, by the name of your three-formed mistress, I compel thee to come to me and provide me with your aid in my works of witchcraft. Fabled witches who I honor above all the shades of the departed, I invoke thee. Come upon your fellow witch and give aid to my spells!

Gandalf: Bilbo Baggins, do not take me for some conjuror of cheap tricks. My tricks are some of the most expensive one’s you’ll ever see. My tricks are the best tricks around. No one has tricks like me. My tricks are incomparable. “Look at those tricks, those tricks are amazing. Who’s trick are those?” people say, and the answer always comes back - Gandalf. 


From Doctor Strange & the Sorcerers Supreme #007

Art by Javier Rodriguez, Alvaro Lopez, Guillermo Ortego and Jordie Bellaire

Written by Robbie Thompson

My favorite quick eye look lately with ColourPop eyeshadow in Bae (applied with a pencil brush) and mascara. Harsh cut creases are pretty much all I do and it’s easy to just dip into a cream eyeshadow then draw and blend a cut crease. I love how complex this eyeshadow looks. Fyrinnae loose eyeshadow in Conjuror is a similar shade that I recommend as well.

God Magic Notes 2

  • The “god of illusion and trickery” part is not even subtle. there hasnt been a conjuror born to trick him. he could cheat death. but thankfully theres no real need to do that since hes immortal
  • magic can be pretty overwhelming as a person but what else is new
  • overwhelming due to his endless happy chittering
  • and that its often easier to use illusions to check things out. talking to him. wait whats that? another magic checking out your new pants behind you? Perfectly normal. Magic has a pace of life most people do not have which means gathering information a lot faster than most people do. 
  • Un-swattable. Wanting to punch him? Good luck. All that happens is that he disappears and re-appears. Unless you catch him really offguard.

anonymous asked:

If I wanted to start reading about the Witch Father of cunning craft where should I start? Preferably reading where application and work is in mind.

I have three different answers to this question, and I apologize for that.

1. You’ll encounter the ‘Witchfather’ (Horned God, Witch God, etc.) in a lot of books that people these days regard as being part of 'Traditional Witchcraft’: Nigel Jackson’s Masks of Misrule, and Call of the Horned Piper (both of which have exercises like the Sabbat song, the Rite of the Horns of Misrule, etc.) and Michael Howard’s The Pillars of Tubal-Cain (which I do not recall having exercises, but I haven’t revisited it in a long time). These tend to owe homage to even older works, like Evan John Jones and Doreen Valiente’s Witchcraft: A Tradition Renewed, The Roebuck in the Thicket (specifically Chapter 8: The Ritual of the Castle), and perhaps even Paul Huson’s Mastering Witchcraft (which doesn’t focus on the Horned One too much, but has plenty of exercises).

2. Unfortunately, 'Cunning Magic’ itself was not terribly concerned with much of the above. There were incidents in which cunning-men and women were accused of, or admitted to, having dealings with 'the Devil,’ or diabolic spirits in general, but they aren’t exactly many in number.

“Cunning-folk was just one of several terms used in England to describe multi-faceted practitioners of magic who healed the sick and the bewitched, who told fortunes, identified thieves, induced love, and much else besides. It is employed in a general sense here not just because it was widely used, but also because it conveniently encompasses both sexes. Wizard and conjuror were also popular terms in some regions, but these were masculine titles, and to refer to wise-women and wise-men all the time becomes unwieldy. White witch, although now a part of common language, was actually little employed in popular speech prior to the twentieth century, except perhaps in Devon.”
(Owen Davies, Popular Magic. P. VII – VIII.)

And traditionally one of the things that cunning-folk did was fight malefic magic. Here’s an excellent lecture by Professor Whiteson of Yale on magic and witchcraft in the early modern period:

In it, he even explains part of what cunning-folk were resorted to for their work:

“It [witchcraft fears] was partly because of the loss of the protective magic which had been supplied by the medieval Church. The Church of England allowed the belief in witchcraft to continue, but it wouldn’t offer ecclesiastical means of counter-magic and it forbade people to resort to them.”

As a result, people actually turned to practitioners of what Owen Davies calls 'popular magic,’ and which Whiteson describes as:

“But the world of magic also had its specialists; and they were those who known as the Cunning Folk, Cunning Men, or Wise-Women. These individuals were those who were known to have special knowledge, over and above the average knowledge of magical practices, and who were often believed to have a special inherent power… often inherited. It was thought to pass in the blood. The Cunning Folk – who were pretty numerous – one survey of known Cunning Folk in East Anglia suggests there was a cunning man within ten miles of any village.”

And in recent years, while the popularity of the term has been soaring, there has even been one cunning-man’s grimoire published: The Grimoire of Arthur Gauntlet. It includes conjurations for fairies, demons, and even angels. Most of the 'working’ parts are cobbled together from Agrippa’s Three Books of Occult Philosophy, as well as sections of Reginald Scot’s Discoverie of Witchcraft, portions of the Sloane collection of magical writings, and other, similar magical books that the author or authors had access to. The Book of Oberon, by Dan Harms, James Clark, and Joseph H. Peterson is closely related to the material in Gauntlet’s grimoire.

Other books recommended are Owen Davies’ Murder, Magic, Madness, and Ronald Hutton’s Triumph of the Moon for chapter six: Finding a Low Magic. These two do not have much in the way of practice, but combined with some of the mentioned texts above, provide a better view of what cunning-folk were actually doing.

3. As I mentioned earlier, in a few cases, we do find instances of cunning-folk interacting with diabolic spirits: Andrew Man admitted to interacting with a spirit called 'Christsonday’, who was:

“He knew Satan by the name of Christsonday, believing him to be an angel, clad in white clothes, and God’s godson, even though the latter had a ‘thraw’, or quarrel, with God, and was the lover of the elfin queen. Christsonday had marked the third finger of Man’s right hand, presumably in proprietal fashion. Man reported that the Fairy Queen had control of the whole craft but that Christsonday was the ‘gudeman’ who held all power under God. Furthermore he had seen dead men in the company of these two supranaturals, among them Thomas Rymour and James IV. Christsonday had appeared in the form of a horse (‘staig’) while the queen and her attendants rode on white steeds, when she convened to receive the obscene kiss. The accused attested that elves or fairies adopted the shape and clothing of ordinary men, though they were mere shadows, but more vigorous than mortals, and could indulge in playing and dancing whenever they pleased. The queen could choose to be old or young, could appoint anyone she liked as king, and could make love with whomsoever she wished. Although Man apparently met the elves in a fine chamber he would find himself in a moss, or bog, the next morning, their candles and swords turned into grass and straws; he had no fear of these creatures since he had known them all his days.”
- Edward J. Cowan, “Witch Persecution and Folk Belief in Lowland Scotland: The Devil’s Decade.” (In Witchcraft and Belief in Early Modern Scotland, Edited by Julian Goodaire, Lauren Martin, & Joyce Miller. P. 84.)

And then there is Isobel Gowdie, who again claimed to have known the Queen of the Fairies and… the Devil.

Which, while the above are certainly interesting, they don’t necessarily represent the normal spectrum of practice in cunning-magic. They might not be complete anomalies, either, though. In a world where you can turn to spirits, people turned to (and encountered)… all kinds.

When I read [Neil Gaimain’s Coraline] I remembered that children’s stories are, indeed, where true horror lives. My childhood nightmares would have been quite featureless without the imaginings of Walt Disney, and there’s a few little details concerning black button eyes in the book that make a small part of the adult brain want to go and hide behind the sofa. But the purpose of the book is not the horror, it is horror’s defeat.
—  “Neil Gaiman: Amazing Master Conjuror” (2002), Terry Pratchett.