#glaciae

[csmicwarrior]

@glaciae​      ⇢    STARTER CALL   (   open   )

Breathing heavily, Lumine stabbed her blade into the ground before leaning upon it for support. Knees wobbling, she collapsed where she stood, peeking open an eye at the Knight.    “   Lady Eula,    “    she spoke out with a shaky laugh, hand rising to swipe the back of her hand against her sweat stained brow.     “     that was fun. Thank you for ... Training with me today ...!    “    She spoke out between pants of breath before she stood to her feet. Unsheathing her blade from the earth, she got back into a fighting position.     “     But I’m far from done.     “ 

[chrysathelia]

The Legend of Elzina Forsyth - story

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This is a legend passed down through the history of Glaciae...

It was the dawn of a new day. It was a hopeful, yet desolate dawn. 

When our gods formed a new world, the gods of the old world waged war upon them.

Of course, we all know how this story ends. Alas, our lands were set to waste with devastation. 

And yet, in the face of that inevitable doom – that destruction, our founding gods and people held on to resilience, courage, and healing. 

It was from that destruction that we were able to rebuild our world anew, and create this beautiful world we live in today.

Elzina Forsyth. That is the name of the founder of the land of Glaciae. She was a knight from the old world who became a divine warrior, as our god Glaciae became one with her soul. She was on the front lines of battle, facing off against the invading gods’ forces. 

She truly was a hero in that war. She believed that even if no one was at her side, as long as she had the will in her, she could still fight and survive.

Many lost hope; many fell to death in the wake of destruction. But against the odds, Elzina held on to courage. She kept on fighting, defending the lives of this world. Because of her, there were those whose spirits were inspired, taking courage and following her blade.

Those who fought with her and believed in her followed her to the snowy north, praising her courage that saved their lives. After the war, they rallied to create the land of Glaciae, with Elzina as its leader. With the god Glaciae watching over them, they wished to become a land of strength. 

Thanks to courage, thanks to hope – from the ashes of destruction, our land was created.  Though Elzina wanders the lands away from us now, Glaciae’s spirit still grants us blessings through our daily lives, giving us strength.

We believe in courage, and Elzina’s courage set our hearts ablaze. We fight to perpetuate her will, undying. We fight to preserve that ideal for this land our ancestors created from the wake of desolation.

This is our core, our heart. It is a flame that we, as a people, will always burn brightly in our lives, forever until the end of time. That is our passion, our will, and our covenant.

[chrysathelia]

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[albrich]

@glaciae​ : ‘  ‘morbid curiosity’ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  ’ ——  grave suggestions ( accepting )

        rain lashes against the windows ——— they had watched the approach of the storm, the arriving front of rain as it drew closer and closer to mondstadt proper, feeling mostly PENSIVE / though not unsettled. simply contemplative : storms such as this bring up memories best left to gather dust. but they so badly want to be known, acknowledged, SEEN.

        much like some others.

        A SMILE CURLS AT HIS MOUTH for all that his gaze remains focused outside of the window / watching the rainfall / he had been SPEAKING IDLY, before she interjected, so often given to talking to excess, particularly around eula. she gets a particular furrow in her brow that’s DELIGHTFUL to bear witness to, a fissure in perfectly polished ice ——— meanspirited, perhaps, were his intention anything but to rile her up, drag out reactions, incite something fascinating. ( which isn’t to say these are always his intentions ——— eula is so very INTERESTING after all, isn’t she? she and her fixation on their dear acting grand master. )

        speaking idly : only to receive something like this in return. how wonderful, more than he could have ever DREAMED OF.

       ❝ a morbid curiosity? such a captivating turn of phrase, ❞ he can see her reflection in the window / she can see theirs in return / they watch each other / he watches her and the careful line of her shoulders, absent of agitation and carefully pieced together / they watch her watch them, something unreadable and cold in her eyes. thunder rumbles / it feels as though the EARTH ITSELF is shifting beneath their feet / laughter rumbles in his voice, ❝ shall i presume that morbid can be replaced with reluctant in this scenario? ❞

        they watch her eyes narrow and feel gleeful. what’s to come to pass when TWO COLD FRONTS MEET? shall they combine, intertwine, shift and turn and move as one, carrying glacial currents with them as they go, razing quiet and peaceful destruction? or shall they wage merciless bloodless bitterly frigid war against each other until one reigns and the other fades away, overwhelmed and perishing / screaming torrential winds?

        LIGHTNING FLASHES AS HE TURNS, spinning gracefully on the windowsill that he had perched himself on / shedding memories impossible to forget, burnt skin sloughing off in droves. instead, they cross their legs ostentatiously, hands braced against the wood beneath as their head tilts and they GRIN up at eula, ice caught in repose, glimmering in light. ❝ it’s only natural to be curious about someone you work closely with, wouldn’t you agree? ❞ but MORBID CURIOSITY? how fun. macabre curiosity, begrudging curiosity, grotesque curiosity. yes : closer / look closer / tear them apart if you wish ——— you’ll simply find NOTHING AT ALL ( ... ) deepest apologies, truly.

       ❝ but should you ever wish to sate that curiosity, eula, rest assured i am an OPEN BOOK, ❞ a lie, a lie, A LIE / but not wholly / that’s the secret to well crafted lies, after all. kaeya is made of multitudes and volumes upon volumes and some are quite easy enough to flip open and peruse at your leisure ——— it would be so boring ( lonelier and lonelier, the peak of isolation, stranded in frigid hidden depths ) if it weren’t so.

        he places a hand over his chest / over their GELID HEART / fingers splayed, the smile on his face warm as sunlight. ❝ you need only ask... and answer a few questions of my own, of course. it’s hardly any fun to have ONE SIDED CONVERSATIONS, after all. i might think that you’re interrogating me, otherwise. ❞

[csmicwarrior]

“ so it has come to this,  ” she states - levity absent from her tone. though eula's greatsword is not yet drawn, she's alert and ready to act if needed. the intel she had received, the clues she had gathered... she did not want to believe it, but lunine standing before her was unrefutable evidence. “ when did you decide that the knights weren't a right fit for you after all, lumine? ” did your kind words spoken once upon a time mean nothing?

fatui!lumine ( open )

She wasn't surprised that Eula had caught wind of her betrayal as quickly as she did. Her eyes, lacking the warmth she was so known for and rimmed with dark shadows as an indication of her lack of sleep, turned to the woman. " So it may seem — " She speaks out, smiling grimly to herself. It wasn't supposed to turn out this way. But a lot of things in her life liked to throw her off like this.

" The role of knight never suited me, " she answered simply, voice detached, and smile as empty as her eyes. " It's not personal, no matter how it may feel. You've got a mission, and so do I. I don't expect you to understand, but do know that ... I'm sorry. " Don't make her fight you, Eula. Please. Unless she's given orders, she doesn't wish to cross blades with old friends.

[pyrodigy]

@glaciae || for a midsummer starter

    ❝ Captain Eula. ❞ Well, this is an unexpected turn of event as far as who Diluc could expect to see being dropped off here next. This was becoming less and less of an investigative journey and more of a vacation - which made it all the more puzzling that yet another knight of Favonius would join their little cohort. First Jean, then Kaeya and Albedo, and now Eula... one could only imagine how their poor underlings were handling things back home with no one left to oversee them. There’s decidedly no great pleasure in his voice when he asks, ❝ To what do we owe the pleasure ? ❞

[dawnflame]

glaciae asked:  💍 pspsps

married to my muse for 2 days || accepting @glaciae

         “my dear, I am perfectly find going out the way I am. I know it’s a little rainy today, but you need not to worry about me. It’s a simply business meeting. Unless you wish to join, I’ll be back home in a hour or two. “

he has noticed lately she has been in a mood where he wasn’t able to do much alone, and to be fair, he found it to be super cute. 

         “ --- but really, Eula. Relax you have the whole place to yourself. once I get back, then you have me for the rest of the day.” 

[sylvctica]

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Send 🌋 and my muse will blurt out the first thing that comes to mind when they see your muse / not accepting

"I want to dance with you!" Maybe they had peeped a little bit of her footwork, her training -- when perhaps they shouldn't have been. Sylvie was not deaf to the murmurs of people when it came to the Captain, but to them ... what did that matter? A person was who they were.

"... I hope that's not a weird thing to say."