Started working on Brydolon's toyhouse first since she's currently leading in the poll. Wrote out a bit of her backstory, just her waking up from the dream.
Brydolon awoke to a void of nothingness, a constant rush of white noise, her only company. Confused and afraid, she waited there, unaware of any passage of time. Eventually, she began to make out patterns in the noise; beats and tempos that swelled and eased. She began to see those patterns in the darkness too, fuzzy shapes darker than the rest, swathes of barely there light that came and went. She reached out to those patterns, dug her hands in, and ripped them apart. Tearing herself from the all-encompassing darkness, she fell into a world of bright light that hurt her eyes.
The shapes before her were blurry and dim, but their voices were clear. One kneeled before her, and set in the blur were the most beautiful eyes she would ever see. Transfixed by their clarity, she took that figure's hand and felt an overwhelming rush of emotion, connection, and belonging. The figure smiled at her, sending a feeling of happiness, concern, and relief washing over her, and with a calm and steady voice, said, "I saw you in my dream. My name is Aimvara; what's yours?"
With a newfound certainty, she replied, "I'm Brydolon."













