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acxlyte:
“Oh, of course! My name is Valeriu Khorshid,” The moment the last syllable of his name rolled off his tongue, the nnjid extended two scaley yet well manicured hands out to grasp the spear. He could feel the enormous weight within the handle, yet it felt so balanced in his grip. Vali spun the spear around effortlessly – any lesser man would be unable to wield such a heavy weapon, yet the tiny nnjid moved with the spear naturally – the main draw back? The fact the spear was practically twice his height. He cupped the spear in his palms, offering it back to Ornstein. “It’s a very nice weapon – balanced, yet heavy enough to do serious damage. The design is very dynamic, I like it. I’d love to see it in action – how do you feel about heading out to hunt down from dragons of our own? I can show some tips and tricks for hunting zahhak in the Heartlands.”
“Ornstein—” He had no surname to offer the smaller warrior. The General peered at the nnjid, impressed that he could lift the spear at all. “You wield it well despite your size.” It was made for a man many feet taller than Vali after all. Once Vali was done inspecting it, he took it with one hand and allowed it to slide back into the holster on his back. The heavy weight served as a reminder of where he had come from—whom he had failed. At the mention of the hunt Ornstein smiled faintly, voice surprisingly soft for someone of his size. “I would enjoy that, Valeriu. Lead the way.”
ornstein's self-esteem: you're not worthy of him
ornstein: shut the fuck up bitch i'm getting LAID
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“They say your spear can pierce even the toughest dragon hide. May I…take a closer look? It’s a fine weapon.”
“What they say is true—” He pauses for a moment before removing his spear from its holster and offering it to the admittedly much shorter man. “And you may, though I would appreciate your name.” It’s not often he lets others touch his weapon, but he’s in a rather good mood today.
ersatzsun:
“Do you, now.” While she understands why he’d lashed out, the helplessness he must be feeling, not to mention the pain he’s in, she still hadn’t appreciated being snapped at. Especially when he’d gone and tried to do something as ludicrous as leaving the palace in his condition. She sets a mug of tea beside his bed. Painkiller, strong but enough to leave him lucid. She could always bring him more if he just wanted to sleep.
Gwyndolin takes the warm cup in his hands and stares into it. “It doth seem as if it still resides within my mind.” Aldrich did not deserve to be referred to with any sort of humanity. “Even so, I treated mine own sister cruelly. For that I apologize.” They look up at her hesitantly. Even a fool would realize that they are being sincere, but for how long? Whenever the deep Aldrich spoke so fondly of calls to Gwyndolin, all they can do is lash out and feel as if they are drowning.
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“Sister.” He’s quiet when he speaks—a sign that he’s having a better day. They lack the venom they usually speak to her with. “It seems I owe you some form of apology.” Gwyndolin spent time away from the castle—away from the scourge left by Aldrich—and it seems that has given them some clarity. “It seems I owe you some sort of...apology.”
I’ve always seen Gwyndolin as more of a black sheep in the family. SO MANY humans and other creatures worship the sun, but very little will come to appreciate the moon and the dark that comes with it. Over the centuries, Gwyndolin has gone out of his way to be a beacon for those that others would pass by. He’s known to provide protection for the disabled, homeless, diseased, and those that have otherwise been shunned by common society.
Gwyndolin will go out of his way to learn new things to communicate with his followers—at one point, an old mute woman taught him sign language and in return he took care of her until she passed. It’s not that he’s hated by many; it’s that he’s loved by very few. Now that Anor Londo is now his, he’ll more than likely grant access to the City of Gods to those he deems worthy—and it’s very rarely those that believe themselves to be worthwhile that are allowed entrance.
If anything I think Gwyndolin holds a small amount of resentment toward Ornstein. I have a HC that since Gwyndolin looks strikingly like his mother, that was a large part of the reason why Gwyn forced the abuse upon him. Gwyndolin’s resentment lies within the fact that while they were still a child & defenseless against the abuse, Ornstein was Lord Gwyn’s most trusted advisor and friend. Not only that, but he was strong enough to withstand Lord Gwyn’s wrath and live. Gwyndolin feels that if Ornstein had spoken up then their own life might have been a little less terrible. They were robbed of their childhood and literally no one did anything to stop it.
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