#blonicku

[vermakesthings]

Lament for Blonicku (Full Version)

Oh Blonicku, oh Blonicku,

May light eternal shine on you,

Where Mark was found, the Nuthri's strings,

The oldest land, of mountain kings

Monarchs who sat on carven thrones,

regents of gods now bound by bones,

who bore the earth's holiest jewel,

By divine right the world they rule

The eldest land, the great refuge,

the world in chaos, Nirum's deluge,

a land for all that's free of war,

the healers hands beyond the door

First comes the eldest queen, Nrolin

Who risked a trek to war and sin

Request to earth to raise his hand,

The mountains shall protect the land

Then Vlorindul, the king of kings,

To him the choir gladly sings,

He took to stone and earth to bring,

The door to home, the only spring,

Oh Blonicku, oh Blonicku,

May light eternal shine on you,

Palace and homes, they shined so bright,

The peaceful land, the greatest sight,

The princess born so fair and wise,

The kingdom feared, for her demise

T'was born of mortal kind, and yet,

The Mark did come, released her debt.

The prince, a house of fallen grace,

The house betrayed, attained his place,

Upon the thrones of mountain kings,

The princess loved, exchange of rings,

Oh Blonicku, oh Blonicku,

May light eternal shine on you,

Your land ruined, the door is closed,

Your spark is gone, the kings deposed

Your line yet shines, the mark is strong,

And when the dark marches along,

We shall return to you again,

refuge in mountain kings' strong land

Though now your land ruined and gone,

The door opens, to bring the dawn,

We wait for you in years beyond,

In lesser lands your ruin spawned,

Oh Blonicku, oh Blonicku,

may light eternal shine on you.

[vermakesthings]

Blonicku

Kingdom founded by Vlorindun and Nrolin, roughly 500 people in population at the eastern shores of the world. Embedded into a mountain range, with the kingdom on the eastern side of said range, they were greatly protected from foreign threats. Founded roughly 300 years after the Dark Years beginning, the demographics are majority the first mortals who were born in the Dark Years and their few Aeternal parents. Their primary threat was of course subjugation under Thribruthmu, yet the distraction of 12 Elders, the entirety of Thrininkun, Freya, Aegir, and Liam constantly at war with Thribruthmu successfully stalled him, and in year 380 P.D.Y when he fell, the threat was ended. This was when Freya learned she would face her own limbo, but she refused to leave the fate of the world entirely to chance. She created the mark of monarchs, a mark placed upon the skin that would be hidden until activated, which then sends a signal to everyone else who has the mark. With a code similar to Morse code you can communicate with this method. She also gave to them the crown jewel of Aegir, which she had gained at his fall. This was for the protection of Blonicku and to try to help them steer the fate of the world as well as they can.

The kingdom grew and prospered, and its monarchs had a child named Nyra Lyradon. I won't go into super specific details, but at the age of 150- mortals in this world live 400 years, and besides she was an Aeternal- she married Dowan Thrininkun. You may ask how they met given that Nyra's parents weild something Dowan's house are sworn to persue with hatred. That will be for another post. For now, lets just say Dowan did not take the oath after he was grown. Dowan then used Lyradon and Thrininkun interchangeably, being considered a lord of both houses. Thrininkun were able to put off their oath for a time, despite it's incessent pull of command, and stood peaceably at the wedding, as well as a few get togethers after that. It was however intentionally avoided to have whoever bore Aegir's crown jewel in the room with them, as that made the oath harder to defy, though it did occasionally happen.

They had two children, Liam and Axel. Thrininkun were of course there for it, and met their descendents, and were a part of their childhoods. They had yet committed no crimes, only stupidity in making the oath itself. Thrininkun were at this point at every hour remembering The Watchers words with them, for they knew he had all prophetic knowledge. They now knew it was no hypothetical; the only thing they did not know was weather they would be able to endure the oath's call.

They could not, and Thrininkun attacked without warning. Their goal was to try to steal the jewel without violence, or at least without killing; the Lyradons were now kin to them. The Thrininkun themselves went in alone into their palace, undetected via many Songs of disguise, and were able to take the jewel from Nrolin who had at the time been wearing it without waking her. Larsun possessed the jewel, then, though she did not know how to wield it and was thus not greatly empowered. The Lyradon's were awoken, and fought with all they had, as well as their soldiers and friends, yet in the end the kingdom fell. However the Thrininkun escaped greatly wounded, and all barring Larsun died soon of their injuries, while she kept the jewel. Of the citizens of Blonicku, only 350 survived out of the 800 there had been at that point, and the surviving royal family had fled, only four of them left alive, Dowan, Nyra, Liam, and Axel. The two youngest were 15 at the time.

The legacy of Blonicku would have ripple affects through all the long Dark Age, of course, for this is not the end of the mark, but that is better told in a different post.