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❛ to draw up the flesh off of the frame, dirt and worm both have a claim ❜
*dabs* greetings.
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Maliketh, the Black Blade by Bossxie
spellbladerogier:
Don’t ask him why he bothered. He wanted to test out his own truth, to see just how far along this dreaded curse was. Perhaps it was restlessness, or loneliness, or delirium. But here Rogier was, attempting to stand. To walk. He propped himself up against the wall, letting the blanket slide halfway to the ground. It caught on the thorny protrusions sticking out from his legs, and he swallowed an agonizing groan as he tried to let the weight of himself balance against the pain. He could move one leg, and it looked as if he might be able to make another, towards the balcony railing, but his hand does not quite reach it in time. He falls onto the cold floor, and he’s horribly reminded of how long it took him to crawl out from beneath Stormveil. Alone and subject to the most horrible pain. “Be gone,” he forces himself to say in a sad attempt of a warning growl when he hears the footfalls of someone to find him. He can get back into his chair by himself. Rogier could do that much. He wished not to be looked down upon. No longer in his former glory, he was still a person worthy of his own agency, yes?
His arms were strong enough to push him up to a sitting position, and while the thorns and roots scrape loudly and unpleasantly against the stones, he grits through it and stares at nothing. “I’ll be just fine.”
It could be much worse than this, he thinks. But he’s furious all the same, digging his fingers into the cloth of his trousers, not caring as the blood seeps through from the wrappings of the thorny vines.
` ♛ ⸻ Ducking through the cramped doors of the hold Maliketh comes upon the sight of the spellblade Tarnished on their side, tangled vines and sharp thorns digging into twill trousers. He can smell it; the blight in all of its awful stench. He continues his way across the great hall towards the protruding balcony where he takes position on his hind legs, looking at the man’s predicament.
Now, he doesn’t take too kindly to being addressed in such a way. Nose scrunching up as a low hum trembles in his throat, his fangs almost bare if he hadn’t recalled the courtesy of another Tarnished though, he still wonders why most of them proved to be so stubborn? The comment is brushed off, the shadow deciding to side with patience.
Maliketh huffs. “If you worry about your dignity, I assure you that you would not lose it if another were to lend their hand to you, sorcerer.”
Through his mask he examines the other’s condition, both paws moving into action as one reaches over the wooden railing and takes hold of the seat to bring it closer for the man to sit. He retrieves the blanket and permits the sorcerer to at least try and settle down comfortably on their own. “This blight has not yet consumed you entirely as we speak.”
people are literally falling over or getting hurt around maliketh,,, y’all gonna give him more white hair.
` ♛ ⸻ so I made that Maliketh playlist 👌
woof woof bitch
` ♛ ⸻ “Melina!” His tone guttural that it might as well burrow into the ground to split search as he scans the hills and the horizon behind the castle. Spinning about like a confused mutt chasing its tail as he tries to not let the panic sink in. The need to call for the guards at the tip of his tongue, but he trusts himself more in finding her and he continues his investigation, sniffing along the grass until he’s able to pick up a scent.
When he calls for the girl again he keeps in mind to keep his voice soft, aware that he had a tendency to intimidate even a ladybug on a swaying blade of grass. Marika had warned him about the curiosity of children and their eagerness to explore beyond the borders this he already knows and yet, he’s lost a child.
“Melina come now, it’s near sunset and almost dinner. Aren’t thou hungry?” Maliketh speaks to the breeze, sniffing along the edge of a few boulders.
@scarletinbloom / melina `
@scarletinbloom / @spiritbelled with their Melina and Ranni muses helping their uncle read books or exchange with each other and I’m thinking, “damn he’s forced to destroy Melina’s body and Ranni steals from him in the future,,,, these betrayals y’all :’)”
One day I’ll draw Maliketh in his royal attire when he isn’t in his armour 😩👌
christ i didn’t realize until i actually wrote just now that because maliketh grew so big the friggin books would be small for him lmao shit,,,, this bih really out here having to use a magnifying glass
"Uncle Maliketh, I have a question... How much can you teach me about those stars above? The scholars over at Sellia don't know anything at all." (Radahn because you inspired me to)
` ♛ ⸻ Thick brows perk at the sound and sight of his visitor; amber hues leaving the aid of a magnifying lens and the scripture beneath the glass. The title in his paw is small and delicate to hold for one such his size like the rest of its many relatives all stacked and lined up on the shelves. One could assume that Marika had the library built to accommodate her half-brother’s size as he turns his head and barely misses the bottom of one of the chandeliers as it illuminates part of his raven hair.
“Radahn,” Maliketh begins, placing his effects and reading material carefully on a nearby desk. He moves forward, habit really, taking a whiff to confirm the other’s scent and get a clearer view of a familiar face without his helm obstructing his view. The half-wolf hums at his nephew’s remark, thinking for a moment before a hint of a smirk would come upon his face. “Mine nephew, do you truly have faith in thy uncle to doubt trained scholars or did ye’ face a bit of a predicament?”
He moves almost like water, circling around to one side of the library on all fours to reach an aisle and its collection of books on science and astrology. Chuckling at his assumption even if it were to be false as he skimmed for the proper volumes, “Ah Radahn, ever the stubborn boy you are. Answer me, did you cause trouble to those poor people? I do not see why else they would not share knowledge with someone as curious as you.”
@smouldring Hey now, we don’t gotta call Gideon out like that. Poor dude probably hates parties because he can’t freestyle and have to copy other people.