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𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐬 is a dependent rpg blog for nocturniafm written by bea.

ELIZABETH 'ELIZA' KELINDORR. twenty eight years old. lady of 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫, hailing from morkhul. 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫. { biography. dash interactions. mirror. musing. } SEREN TENELITH. twenty three years old. lady of 𝐯𝐲𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐥, hailing from vallarion. 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧. { biography. dash interactions. mirror. musing. } VARYN MIRETHORN. thirty five years old. lord of 𝐯𝐞𝐱𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡, hailing from drakathar. 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫. { biography. dash interactions. mirror. musing. } LUZ SOLKARITH. twenty four years old. leige of 𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩, hailing from braxigar. 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫. { biography. dash interactions. mirror. musing. } SLOANE CALDRITHEN. forty seven years old. lady of 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐧, hailing from vallarion. 𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧. { biography. dash interactions. mirror. musing. }

#{we are what the fires could not burn || 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭}#{I played alone. i played on my own || 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨}#{i saw my life in a stranger's face and it was mine || 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞}#{i told you that i would never be forgotten || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{you're taught to cry into your pillow. but i survived || 𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐫}#{let the only sound be the overflow || 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨}#{time goes quicker between the two of us || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{blooming in the flood || 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞}#{poor atlas. you've been holding up a long time || 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡}#{i'm bigger then my body. i'm colder then this home || 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨}#{god damn right you should be scared of me || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{i couldn't stand the person inside me. i turned all the mirrors around || 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞}#{i've grown familiar with villians that live in my head || 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧}#{knock me out. saying that i want more. this is what i live for || 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨}#{they fight me vigorous and angry. watch them pounce || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{he told me i was holy || 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞}#{they rush me. telling me i'm out of time || 𝐥𝐮𝐳 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐡}#{just when you think you have it figured out something new beings to take || 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨}#{we argue in the kitchen about whether to have children || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{what strange claws are these scratching at my skin || 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞}#{a woman is changeling. always shifting shape || 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧}

wcnderingsovls

at any other moment, this would have been the most opportune time to make a jest at sloane's expense, but she seemed on the verge of biting someone's head off. lorencio would do everything in his power to ensure it was not his own. he did not often voice his opinion where it pertained to sloane's only daughter for he knew fuck-all when it came to parenting. even being the eldest, he often thought of his siblings having raised him. but she was confiding in him about rhyaenna, and he knew she meant the absolute world to sloane. therefore, he would help. he would crawl on his knees until they were bloodied, if it would ease her worry. "when you are young, you are careless," he reminded her. "you don't even want to know what i was getting up to at her age," lorencio shook his head. in fairness, he did not remember very much from that age, but that was a sign in itself, was it not?

"the council has yet to say how they will choose. for all we know, there is a way to get her dropped from the race." after all, public opinion would likely sway the council's favor. if rhyaenna was unfit to be crownwearer, then they would have to disqualify her. all it would mean was sloane betraying her own daughter, but if she wished for someone else to pierce the knife to rhyaenna's back, then lorencio knew any number of people who could do so with only a subtle reminder of what he held over them. "what can i do?" loren asked as he stepped closer to sloane. it was far closer than she would ever allow under the public eye, but no one was in sight. he set the roll he forgot he had been holding on the table and took his free hands to rest at her waist.

her question made him chuckle as he murmured, "you haven't forgotten how to sweet talk me." he wished to press closer, but she would catch the stale liquor on his breath. "and here i thought after a month apart, you would have forgotten all about me." it was part jest, but also part truth. they had never stated that they would stay true to one another even while apart. for all he knew, she had found someone back home in vallarion who was ever the respectful lord and would make an honest woman of her. being with lorencio, freely in the open, there would never be anything honest about her, not when his reputation preceded him.

moonvcils

"she was not raised to be careless. she was raised to be pragmatic, and make educated decisions." she did not raise rhyaenna to act before thinking, and yet sloane was starting to wonder if she had borne a daughter who made choices solely based on her emotions. as he put visions of decisions made in his youth in her mind, sloane grimaced. "please, do not say anything further. the last thing i want to imagine is rhyaenna getting up to the same sort of activities you were prone to." she knew the kind of man he was.

she did not bite back at his words, which that alone showed the amount of patience she had with the man before her. anyone else, and she would begin reciting a laundry list of reasons as to why they could not rely on the council to pull rhyaenna's name from the list of candidates. and yet, when the suggestion came from him, she merely accepted it. as he stepped closer and put a hand on her waist, sloane could not help but instinctively look around. while they were not in the presence of any other nobles, that did not mean they were alone. but she could not see any prying eyes, and right now she was upset enough that she wished to be comforted. so she allowed it. "unless you can convince my daughter to remove her name from that list, i am not certain anything can be helped in this moment."

sloane could not help the way her frown turned to that of a smile at his words. he knew exactly what to say to cause her to laugh, even in the most upsetting of times. as he continued, she forced the smile into a more appropriate expression for public. a closed lipped one, at least. "me? if anyone is to be distracted in a months time i would think that would be you. crowreach, after all, has many ways to keep the mind preoccupied." and with his reputation, it was assumed that he had taken another, if not multiple, lovers. she looked him over once again, her own hand coming to press against his chest. "what have you been up to, tonight?"

#{we argue in the kitchen about whether to have children || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{lorencio almara || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld

celcstine

a frown was created between his brows . he'd never known the lady caldrithen to live in heliophra , then again his youth had been swords , sweat and duty . he'd rarely left the sanctum , venturing outside it's borders had not been part of his world and he never had felt the need to either . he had his siblings , his words and scripts to follow to be part of the household which stood close to the realm and it's crownwearers . " i did not know you lived in heliophra for a time lady caldrithen . " his voice is somewhat stunned , then again he had never lacked in showing his emotions when caught off guard . a sigh escapes his lips and carnelian hues look in the direction of the sanctum . " i haven't been here since lord kaelvorn purchased my oath for his daughter , i do not venture home unless lady kaelvorn deems it the right place to go and it might surprise you , but the drakatharian prefer their cold mountains . " he said with a hint of amusement in his lips . he missed the sanctum , perhaps more than he wished to say , then again he knew the world now was bigger and broader than he ever believed and he would not be without his experiences of love , sorrow and loss .

moonvcils

a smirk graced her features at his word. for why would he know? it was a secret only a few had been privy to at the time. but it no longer needed to be one. "yes, my late husband is a cousin to house fenglian. after we married i settled with him here. at least for the few months of the year i was home, and not traveling between the hollows documenting. but we made a home here. my daughter was raised here..." a sad smile at the memories that always came back when she visited this place. she looked at him then, listened to his words, and felt a similar sort of yearning that she could feel in his words. "nothing quite compares, sadly. is lady kaelvorn the kind that would find reason to venture here if you expressed an interest to return?" she was certain it was not what was expected of him, to request such a trip. but she had observed the two, perhaps lenore was willing to indulge her protectors desires every so often.

#{we argue in the kitchen about whether to have children || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{arun tripathi || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld

where: elaris keep, the caldrithen lodging who: sloane caldrithen & rhyaenna caldrithen @wcnderingsovls

sloane did not know whether to yell out in anger, or break down crying. when the news of the new chosen found her ears, she had stopped breathing. none had been particularly surprising. people she anticipated putting their name in the ring were listed, and she had merely nodded her head as if to silently agree. but when the last name was uttered, she could not process it for a moment.

rhyaenna caldrithen.

what could possible have possessed her daughter to make such a reckless and frankly, dangerous decision? but she knew the answer. spite. the same feeling slone had felt towards her own parents. the emotion that encouraged her to leave home at eighteen and not return for nearly three decades, was now being weaponized against her.

the door to their room slammed behind her as she walked into the main sitting area, rhyaenna's unpacked belongings a sign that her daughter was staying here. "crownwearer?!" sloane called, voice raised to a level of shock and anger she may not have reached in the past. "what could possibly have encouraged you to submit yourself for one of the chosen?" she asked, marching into rhyaenna's claimed bedroom.

#{we argue in the kitchen about whether to have children || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{rhyaenna caldrithen || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld

prodigxlis

closed starter for seren tenelith — @moonvcils a secluded sky-garden, within elaris keep

The letter is delivered by no page and left on her nightstand with nary a family crest. I still hope that we can find the answers together is written in black inks, somehow already on the cusp of starting to fade. Scribbled alongside it is a skillful drawing of a stout woman heaving a jug that pours, and a time. There is a fountain that boasts the same figure in one of the many sky-gardens of Elaris Keep; if she is not clever enough to find him, then that would be it. And yet, Cian believes in her wisdom, even if from the memory of those nights over a month ago.

Cian stands amongst the lushness and the blooms, looking at the lifeless statue. Walks closer, to the edge of where the water flows, where the stream murmurs as if a babbling brook. Her carved face looks at the pool itself in what seems to be mischief, as if mocking the countless coins littered and drowned and left at the bottom of its marble, even as they glint from the moonlight streaming through the walls of crystal glass.

When Seren arrives, Cian turns. Greets her approach with a nod and a gentle smile—but Cian is clad in mourning blacks, and so it does not touch the corner of his eyes. “Lady Tenelith.” He extends a pale hand. “It is more than good luck that we've met again. Come, let us speak further. I've a wish to know of what you’ve learnt as of late, and I rather hope that you will find me worthy enough to grant it.”

moonvcils

the note was intriguing. a riddle. a puzzle. a moment of excitement for seren. she had not been able to discuss her theories or findings with anyone else, and while she and lord garramoth had stumbled upon each other, they had yet to have what seren would call a productive conversation. a part of her still distrusted him. he was a council member, after all. but he was also the newest, and perhaps the best way to learn more information about them.

she followed the directions easily. remembering the fountain from her earlier walk within the garden when she arrived. seren took one look at the note and shoved it deep within her pockets, before arriving at the location by memory. she does not spot him until they are mere feet away. the mourning black of his clothes allowed him to blend in with the darkness of the night easily. "lord garramoth," she greeted, looking upon his outstretched hand for a moment before deciding to shake it once. "i do hope that this will not be a one sided conversation," she said, as she began to walk beside him. she had made the decision to trust him, but that did not mean she would speak freely without the agreement that he would do the same. "i think that we both have information that may be of interest to the other. what specifically are you curious to learn more about? my theories, or the information that had provided me with nothing but dead ends and more questions?"

#{time goes quicker between the two of us || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{cian garramoth || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld

celcstine

the woman which entered she recognized as the tenelith daughter . without a doubt more accustomed to libraries , scrolls and books than herself , but after vallarion she had figured that knowledge could give advice she might need in the future . citrine hues followed the other and she smiled as she mentioned her name , before awkwardly letting her orbs returning to the page she'd been staring at for the last hour or so . when the question about vaelor was given , it caught her very much off guard . had she ever thought vaelor would do something like that ? in truth , they hadn't spoken about it together and no matter how shocked she'd been in the beginning , she understood his reasoning , she after all understood him .

" i do not think it stems from ambition . " she murmured underneath her breath , gentle and slender fingers covering the page of her book with her hand . she looked at the tenelith then , the smallest hint of a smile upon her lips . " vaelor is virtuous , kind and a man who wishes for the world to be good - " he did . he wanted to give her the freedom of the world , the freedom to be who she wanted to be , to explore the world with the eyes she chose and not what had been placed upon her . he had no hope for her evolution , she wanted to create that herself , to be worthy the man brave enough to step up for a crown he did not even want . " he is not ambitious , he is good . " she replied and without knowing , she was smiling with love and devotion , to a man who deserved whatever he wished for , in her mind .

moonvcils

seren tried not to allow a look of surprise to pass her features at the words lady chantara used to describe lord vaelor. in truth, seren could not remember if she had shared any words with the man. he was intimidating, and also a member of the council, so she felt an instinctive distrust when she looked upon him. but... if he had all the qualities the woman before listed off, perhaps he could be one of the few on the council seren could actually trust to attempt to do good. she could not help but smile as lady thanachalerm spoke of him, moved at the clear love in her words. "perhaps he is the most deserving of the title, then. as i suspect many others seek it out for much more selfish reasons."

taking a nearby seat, seren allowed her eyes to gaze upon the open pages. "i hope it is not too forward of me to ask what you are reading?" she could not help but notice the way chantara seemed to reread this page. was it because the information was so dense it was hard to follow, or perhaps the opposite? not gripping enough?

#{time goes quicker between the two of us || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{chantara thanachalerm || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld

springscngs

elaris keep thrust into the vast expanse of a star-studded sky that seemed altogether larger, here, than the skies of morkhul. or perhaps cai had simply tired of his homeland during his compulsory visit, to the point that he should find anywhere else grander, more beckoning, than the tarnished halls of moira. he would have taken to its surroundings, for a taste of elaris' vibrancy beyond its walls, had he not been invited to meander gardens, instead. his effort at conversing had been meagre, it was true -- his mind fragmented, enough so to dilute his winsome charm into little more than polite murmurs and half-formed observations. "animals?" he pried his head from the pathway of sweet-scented blooms and rich greens, and the loose end of a thought that had wondered whether the path might eventually lead them to a pond or water fountain. it would seem appropriate, in a place as this. "what animals?" cai asked, revealing, thoughtlessly, that he had not been paying enough mind to her musings. it was unlike him, to fail to seamlessly bridge his blunder. "some people aren't all that different; i suspect the heat does not agree with all." a cursory observation that coloured him insipid enough to want to bite his cheek. he clasped his hands before his formidable frame, then, and stood taller, his dark tresses seeming to drink in the heliophrian heat and humidity -- softer, unruly. "forgive me, travel was... tiresome. i find it always takes me a handful of days to reclaim the spring in my step." a fleeting smile. "were the roads kinder to you?"

moonvcils

seren paused for a moment to think, before shaking her head in defeat. "i confess i am unfamiliar with the wildlife here in heliophra. perhaps any reptiles that may prefer the cold..." she herself had found she had been unprepared for the heat that had welcomed her when she stepped out of her family's carriage. the fabric on her gowns from home were heavy, and resulted in her maid leaving to purchase a few options from a local seamstress to ensure she would have a reprieve from the heat. hopefully they would be ready within the next few days, until then she would be forced to cool herself with a fan. "i may be one of those people. i've not experienced heat this dry before." she confessed. it did not mean she would not welcome such weather, just that she would need a few days to adjust to it. her hair would be worn up from now on, and not in the braid she often kept it in.

she did not press at his words. perhaps the roads had been tiresome. however, she had seen him in vallarion. an energetic and excited feel to his step. seren wondered if the potential of another crownwearer being named, another person moving into his family home, was burdening him. she would not pry, at least not in this very moment. "the roads were long. longer then the trip to morkhul. but i had my mother for company so it was enjoyable enough," she could not help but wonder if she should mention the conversation she had with eleanor while they had been sequestered to their respective homes. "i never thanked you for inquiring after her health in celembron. it was a very kind gesture." a smile graced her features as she continued, "she told me that you took some time to speak with her. i believe you may have impressed her. or at least charmed her."

#{time goes quicker between the two of us || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{cai elarion || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld

talesinrequiem

where. heliophra gardens who. open [ 0/?] when. the forgotton world

the loss of lady garramoth had been jarring. it was true that death would find all velkynar but there was something in it to denma. something like a pattern dancing across her mind. first the chosen, her own little brother. then the fire. only to be followed by the lady. none of them sat right with her but all she could do pose was questions. hold suspicions. only solace was within her power of providing; in knowing their bodies were taken care of and their souls were finally free of the coil they were living in.

she had not expected a summoning to heliophra so quickly, her mind intrigued simply by the timing and that she was summoned as well. denma’s family was no longer in the running of the chosen. she would never have put her own name in for such a thing. her duties lay beyond a kingdom. beyond a council.

still, she came. even with graveyard dirt on her feet, she stood among a garden. gently viewing plants, she had not seen them in some months. deft fingers carefully tracing lines of petals, her eyes looked over the area with fondness. a soft sigh leaving her at the feeling of a presence nearby.

denma only looked to them with the slight turning of her face, “i hope the night greets you well,” a bare smile tugging the corner of her lips. “i am not certain i shall make good company for your time, but i shall endeavor to do so if that is what you need of me..."

moonvcils

seren had found herself charmed by heliophra. the warmth of the air, the soft sand, the architecture so unlike that of her home. she did not fear being alone. she had spent much of her youth in silence, and found after a day of greeting the other nobles and making small talk regarding their journey's and the month past, she would seek out the quiet. and the gardens were just the sort of place to seek such solace.

she was not surprised to see someone had joined her. it was unusual to have more then a few moments alone when all the nobles gathered under one roof. when she looked at the figure that joined her, her stomach twisted in on itself. she had not spoken to anyone from the fukuyama house since moira castle. since she had danced with the youngest the moment until his death. what was she to say to his family? that she should have done something? they all knew there was nothing she could have done.

instead she lived while their son and brother died.

"i believe the same can be said for me," seren answered, scooting over on the bench she was resting on to allow the other a place to sit. she often wondered if other's considered to be good company. "i imagine you have been busy as of late, let us all hope your work does not find you here."

#{time goes quicker between the two of us || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{denma fukuyama || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld #tw death mention #tw death

robin-buckely

KIT TANTHALOS in WILLOW S01E01 | The Gales

#{he told me i was holy || 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞}#{they rush me. telling me i'm out of time || 𝐥𝐮𝐳 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐡}

ofskarstcns

AARON FONTAINE as TOBIN AEGISFORD in THE OUTPOST SEASON 2

#{i couldn't stand the person inside me. i turned all the mirrors around || 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞}#{i've grown familiar with villians that live in my head || 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧}

vainglcriousx

setting: the grand hall of elaris keep, shortly after the arrival of the other houses featuring: leyla altinsoy, eliza kelindorr & aeliana elarion @moonvcils @wcnderingsovls

Bent over the balustrade, her aurelian eyes followed the line of carriages crawling up the steep road leading to the front gates of Elaris Keep, the corners of her lips pulling upwards as they approached. There was something in the air, static which shocked her with every movement. Trepidation mixed with excitement as their arrivals neared. The last few months had been full of hardship, and Elaris had been shrouded in mourning in the last one alone. But now they were congregating again, upon the marbled floors of her very own home, and Leyla could not deny the spark of excitement which ignited within. Partially because, after such a long wait, she was to be reunited with a pair from Morkhul whom she believed owned twin parts of her soul. After all they had been through recently, it was the hope of seeing Aeliana and Eliza again after such a long time apart that had kept Leyla in good spirits throughout the nights shuttered within Heliophra.

Pushing away from the railing, she turned and practically sprinted down the winding staircase that lead to the grand entrance just beyond the gate. The carriages were close, the others to soon arrive. And while her elders were the true faces of the family, she knew it was only right to be in the procession welcoming their guests in. Leyla knew her part, she knew it well, so well she could play it in her sleep. Looking as radiant as the bright star that shined during the daylight hours, Leyla found her place alongside her family, her head held high and a warm and welcoming grin gracing her lips. A smile that grew ten fold when the Houses of Moira and Minolith came by, covertly slipping them each a note to meet her in the Grand Hall when they were settled. And so when every expected guest flowed through and were shown their guest chambers, Leyla departed from her duty. Swiftly she recounted her steps back towards the Grand Hall, where the two faces she wanted most to see awaited her.

“ I pray my weary eyes do not deceive me. Could it be that the northern wind swept my most darling of friends away from their hollow to finally visit me in mine? ” Her voice, lilting with a tone of innocent jest, did not hold the heavy weight of grief as it had the last time they all met. She learned to compartmentalize her pain, and locked it away in a chest deep in the corner of her heart. Tonight was to be a good night, and Leyla was determined to see it so. They could at least have that, couldn’t they? A moment of lightheartedness between all that had happened and could possibly take place, small things to hold onto when the nights grew darker and tougher. Aeliana and Eliza’s presence alone seemed a promise that Leyla’s lonely and sorrowful nights were to come to an end. That she could hold onto.

Filled with such a tremendous amount of joy at seeing them, Leyla wasted no time in embracing her two dear friends. “ How was your journey? Well, I hope? ” She pulled back but had taken each of their hands into her grasp, leading them away from that public space. She was eager to show them her home, all the secret places she cherished in a lifetime spent within this marble palace. “ Come you two, we’ve a month’s time to make up for and I want the next hours filled with nothing more than your company. Regale me with all your misadventures while we’ve been forced apart, do not spare any detail. I want to feel as though I was there with you through it all. And I require the sauciest gossip you can deliver as recompense. ”

moonvcils

eliza had learned she would never get used to a carriage ride. at least in the years she was bound to exist within her bed, it was cushioned with down and pillowed and thick quilted blankets. the carriage, while cushioned, were not thick enough to allow her to forget the seats were wooden beneath. and no matter what, after her second hour, she would always feel it. so when elaris keep was in sight, she was eager to get out and stretch not only her feet, but give her backside some much needed relief. only after finding her temporary living quarters with her dear siblings, and unpacking her belongings, was she given a note requesting her attendance in the great hall.

thankfully a servant of the house was able to guide her, as she had never been in elaris keep before, let alone heliophra. her deep blue eyes were wide as they took in the grand ceilings and smooth, cool walls. the texture different then the stone of her home. perhaps to ensure the walls and floors remained cool in such heat. upon arriving into the grand all, aptly named, eliza was delighted to see that leyla altinsoy was waiting for her, and that aeliana had also arrived at the same time as she. letting her hands be grasped, eliza felt a calm and excitement overtake her that she had not felt in weeks. "long. those carriage rides are terrible," she said with a shake of her head. but she was soon smiling. that was all she could do when in the company of her friends. "sadly i cannot provide you with any salacious gossip. i spent most of my month with my brother. although," she grimaced, and looked at lia, "i did spend some time in a tavern with cai. what a foul mood he was in. i suspect he felt being trapped in morkhul was a punishment for him specifically, and not a direct order by the council," shrugged her shoulders, eliza let out a sigh. "i can safely say i will never go back there again, the drinks were disgusting and they did not even have wine available." the kelindorr kept out the time she spent worrying about if the council would keep them safe from harm and future threat. it would do no good to bring that up now. "oh and i did go for a swim in a lake, it was much needed after the long journey home." @wcnderingsovls

#{i told you that i would never be forgotten || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{leyla altinsoy || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#{aeliana elarion || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld

where: elaris keep, the library who: eliza kelindorr & lukesh tenelith @brntsgld

eliza had grown used to stumbling onto others in the library's of the estates they are visiting. it seemed when you traveled and had a limited number of belongings you could bring with you, not many decided to fill those trunks with their own books and tombs. well, in her case she did, but she suspected others used them for clothing, shoes, and any other persona belongings they may deem important enough to haul between hollows. so when she entered the library and saw another sitting with their head in a book, she was not in the least bit surprised. "have you found anything interesting?" she asked, suspecting that most were either using the library books as a distraction from what was currently going on, or as a way to research and investigate it further. she was looking to be blissfully unaware, and hopefully find a good adventure written by an author here in heliophra to keep her mind distracted.

#{i told you that i would never be forgotten || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{lukesh tenelith || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld

where: elaris keep, the kelindorr lodging who: eliza kelindorr & tristan kelindorr @graeclings

"i did not anticipate heliophra being so dry," eliza confessed as she rested on the open window sill. how strange it was that heliophra was closed to both morkhul and vallarion, and yet all three were drastically different landscapes. it reminded eliza of just how big the world beyond her home was. and how many unknowns there were that she could not anticipate. once her anxiety extended to feeling as though she was missing everything her siblings and other nobles were experiencing. but now, she felt anxious over simply getting into a carriage and leaving morkhul, a thought that once only brought her excitement. but she did not want to think about that now, instead she turned to her brother and said, "we have two chosen from morkhul, perhaps we will have a crownwearer hailing from our hollow... it seems we at least have better odds then heliophra and braxigar."

#{i told you that i would never be forgotten || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{tristan kelindorr || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld

where: elaris keep, an empty balcony who: eliza kelindorr & diya tripathi @rotfire

the conversation with cian had brought up emotions that eliza had not dealt with in years. the loss of his mother was sudden, unexpected, and reminded eliza of the similar shock and grief she felt upon losing her own parents. and while she could offer a shoulder to cry on and some words of advice from a girl ten years past the loss of her parents, it did not make it easier to think of such topics. sometimes she wondered if she ever actually dealt with the trauma of losing them. currently, with the way it was impacting her, she decided the answer was no. and perhaps the death of another noble was beginning to cause the other fears and anxiety eliza had been feeling in morkhul to bubble to the surface. the possiblity that none of them were safe, and they were being hunted or targeted for reason's she simply could not consider.

once she had left lord garramoth's quarters, eliza felt a sudden pressure in her chest. her arms began to shake and her breathing became more shallow. were they all just sitting ducks once more? in another hollow that could not actually protect them? somehow she had found her way out on a balcony, desperately trying to breath in the warm air as tears prickled at her eyes. it was not until she felt the pressure of a hand on her that she realized she was not alone. startled, she jumped back and began to apologize. "i'm sorry," she muttered, trying to catch her breath. "i thought this area was vacant."

#{i told you that i would never be forgotten || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{diya tripathi || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld #tw parental death #tw parent death #tw death mention

aenaos

Who: Lenore Kaelvorn & Varyn Mirethorn @moonvcils Where: the gardens of Elaris Keep

Even at night, the heat clung to her like a cloak she could not shed. Lenore was a creature of carved ice, not suited to these lands of sun-soaked sands, yet she bore her discomfort with her typical, well-bred calm. Only the slight disarray of her curls, tousled where they escaped her braid, and the faint sheen on her skin generally revealed how displaced she felt. Only when the air was at its most oppressive, she sought out the calm of House Altinsoy’s gardens.

The small pond lay hidden behind a row of bushes, filled with purple heads of lilac and lavender, sweetly dusting the air. No one else seemed to know of this small oasis—a patch of verdant green amid the garden paths—where she often made her way to reflect. Her shoes were neatly placed by the side of the pond, her feet dipping into the water, silver fish flitting by her toes. Lenore was in the midst of studying their iridescent scales when the sound of steps broke the quiet calm.

A pinprick of irritation pierced her composure as her head lifted coolly, though the echo of emotion quickly dissipated once she recognized the face. So, he had found her without being called upon. He was learning. Lenore’s lips curved in not quite a smile.

“Good evening. Won't you join me? The water is quite refreshing.” Her voice was soft as she voiced the invitation—less an invitation than an expectation.

moonvcils

it was strange, to not leave his quarters in search of the kaelvorn heir and have to consider his every move. to not look over his shoulder and ensure there was no one following, or paying attention too closely. if there was any positive to the truth being exposed regarding their relationship, it was that he no longer had to move with paranoia. and it seemed the same could be said for their staff. when he sought out lenore at the kaelvorn lodging, one of her attendants did not bother to hide where she had snuck off to.

when he approached the pond, varyn couldn't help but feel for a moment like he was back at vexmarsh. near the uncharacteristically warm waters that surrounded his home. at her invitation, varyn did not hesitate to sit down and dip his fingers into the pond. it was refreshing in this heat. something he had grown used to experiencing when he visited heliophra in the past. specifically that of crowreach. "you know i can never turn you down, lenore." he said, looking towards the woman he had grown to think of as not only an ally, but a friend. "and it's not just because you terrify me," he joked, with a laugh. knowing her well enough, knowing how she was often steps ahead of the rest, he only asked, "what are your thoughts?"

#{god damn right you should be scared of me || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{lenore kaelvorn || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld

decthless

closed starter for: varyn mirethorn (@moonvcils) location: courtyard of elaris keep

The young lord's willowy figure shifted in its seat with an air of arrogance and superiority; the winter bird he was, glorious against the pale moon, crowned in a sanctifying glow that spills down the length of his small shoulder in a cascade of white. "Well, look at you... don't you look like a painting of melancholy, all by your lonesome." he croons, deceptively sweet as usual; he hadn't asked to join him, his parasitic presence seldom asking for permission to worm its way in. He did not make a habit of conversing in public, alas, so long as it was not frequent enough he did not seem the harm. Best than to avoid entirely, that would be even more cause for suspicion. His parents would not approve, of course, but then again when had he ever asked for permission? Best to apologize later than risk being denied, it's what he thought.

Perching his chin atop his bony knuckles, the young Chae's clever eyes shifted periodically, always watching, studying, filing away thoughts for a later, searching for opportunity and leverage. Politics were a bore, but they a necessary evil. He was not such a fool as to think ignorance was bliss—ignorance was the slow, agonizing death of progress and civilization. If Nocturnia itself, in all of its ancient glory, was not proof of it, he did not know what could be.

"My dear friend," he invites intimacy, stripping away formality and titles, his tongue sweet and mellow as always. "What has you in such a foul mood? Do burden me with your thoughts."

moonvcils

varyn would not necessarily call his mood foul, but perhaps that is how it looked to someone who was not inside his mind. he was concerned. lord vaelor had decided to run for crownwearer, and varyn felt as though such an action could only indicate that the simmering feud between house mirethorn and house thanachalerm was drawing closer and closer to imploding.

"it is nothing," he tried to brush off lord chae's inquiry. varyn did not need to possibly fuel the fire any further by speaking about his concerns so openly. he especially did not need his words to be minced and somehow make their way back to lenore or amarei through the court gossip. he was learning, it seemed. trying to potentially distract lord chae, varyn smiled and acted as though his thoughts had been elsewhere. "i find myself at a crossroads with my current experiments. how have yours been going? have you made any progress?" this was not completely false, varyn could use a productive conversation with someone who was equally concerned and knowledgeable about the powers and functions the velkynar were losing.

#{god damn right you should be scared of me || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{chae baeksa || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld

springscngs

@moonvcils .

"do not hesitate and gawk too long, the temperature is just right as it is now." her tone held no reproach -- playfulness, at most, although it was undercut by something wearier, something varyn shouldered no blame for. amarei had long learned to twist her pride into something compact and digestible -- to her, this was perhaps the only skill that would enable one's survival. arrogance was the death of man and empires, alike. efigenia, in her quest to gild rot and bones, had long forsaken reason. it churned in her gut, to recall what acerbity had ruled their last conversation. to feel as if she had become a stranger, a frightful outsider to all that rattled within the deep recesses of her sister's mind. as a first, and in deliberate defiance to the ire their union had provoked, amarei had something to call her own -- someone, whose warmth and ear need not be cloaked in secrecy. whom she could call upon, after she had dipped into soothing waters scented to her liking, and beckon to approach. "this will help ease aches of travel." in poured a glug of precious, fragrant oil from a slender vial. amarei rested her bare arm against the rim of the tub, pressing her cheek to supple skin, svelte fingers stretching to reach to him. "come to me. court is testing, but some woes can be dissolved more easily than others."

moonvcils

how strange it was a difference a month could make. when he and amarei had been in vallarion they could not exist in the same space without biting at each other's throats, and now she was inviting him into her bath. perhaps time away in drakathar to learn each other and should have been their first course of action, not entering a betrothal in an unknown place in the midst of a political environment.

varyn hoped they would be much better acquainted to deal with such an environment this time around. at her invitation to join her, varyn smirked and began to strip off this clothes worn during the long journey. "if it shall help ease my aches," he murmured, not wasting time to find her grasp and slip into the warm waters with her. after a moment of repositioning, and a few loose laughs, he had positioned himself behind her. back to chest. "speaking of court," he started, running his fingers along her forearm, "i suspect this visit will be the most trying one thus far." given those who are running for crownwearer, and the recent passing of lord garramoth's wife.

#{god damn right you should be scared of me || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬}#{amarei velwyrn || 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡}#nocturnia.theforgottenworld

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