Tellum Lucis Caelum/Collis Amicitia/Dhira Khara; Dystiopian AU/Character in peril
Solheimâs fall had ruined the world. Infernian contamination, the starscourge, and magitek radiation ran wild over the land. Rendering it wild and terrible as it had been for the last few hundred years.
There were clans, tribes, pockets of civilization. There was the gleaming last city, Insomnia itself, shielded by the magic of the crystal. Tellum and Collis were on the ritual pilgrimage out into the wilds beyond. Searching for ruins and resources to return.
Tellum was mounted atop a massive, mutated, horned lizard along with the rest of his entourage. But he was one of the only who rode it with true smoothness. Seeing the lone man surrounded by raiders, he drew his relic chainsword, and set it to buzzing as he cut through one of the enemies.
Each of the Insomnians and Cavaugh Clansmen were dressed in matted black armor, with a face mask that covered their lower faces, they were inscribed with runes, and strange filters glowed.
As Tellum drew close through the riders, the others handling the riders, the massive prince reached down to Dhira. âYou know itâs dangerous going off on your own, dear,â he murmured down to the smaller man, offering his hand to pull him up. His voice was soft, even through the air filters. âThe continent isnât nearly as put together as things sound back home for you.â










