#ilyea's thoughts

[thebuildingcacophony]

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Ilyea continued her walk within the twilight; the cool airshaking away the thoughts of what transpired. Erudition was always morehospitable around this time as less people were around to break her train ofthoughts. The cool air felt right waking her up from her pre-meditation status,as her bare feet hit the train of the dirt along the ground.

Out of the corner of her eye, a mournful howl pierced thewinds and Ilyea turned her head just enough to watch the hind legs of a wolfbound past. One couldn’t see a creature like that and not have her thoughtsmove towards a certain individual; Celestine.

“I have heard her name whispered to me plenty in the comingnights within the row upon that stupid abandoned cart or from different lipswithin Sunspire port to know who she is. Lledwyn for whatever reason had someinterest in her but that’s something that I don’t bother thinking about.” Ilyeasmirked to herself as that thought left her before continuing.

“While it may not seem like much, she is someone that I havelearned on a greater level then any lover could say they could while stillremaining on the fringes like an acquaintance. People can wax poetry about unboundwinds, infernos and wolves until they are blue in the face because of the behaviorshe wears around those.

Her blood sends something else to be desired of the fewtimes that I wore her essence anyways.

The strength of Celestine’s character is involved with thecompany she keeps, and those that make up her “pack.” Out of all the peoplethat I interviewed or observed, they all have a reason to fight for her; tolove her. The wolves that she keeps figuratively or metaphorically are as muchas the bond that makes up Celestine then the woman herself.

It showed in the way the way her family fretted when shedied, how much her unholy undead guy thing went out of his way to do what hedid, how many lives were caught up in her tempest.

I wouldn’t have met Kael if it wasn’t for what I decided todo with her blood anyways, nor would just found the limit of using such a poweras well.

When someone has that many friends, and that many enemies;it’s easy to see how possessive and worried she becomes of her “wolves.”

They make her as much as she makes them. “

Ilyea wandered near the path where she had seen the wolfcounting the dozens of paw prints where its pack had wandered close for food.

“At first, I wondered if it was really her blood that hadcaused all those people to exist her near, if she was manipulating them due tothings that I’ve experienced in years past but it’s not that at all.

She has a charisma that brings people to her like the eye ofthe storm, red and powerful as well as seductive and smooth.

People aren’t coming to Celestine to become her enemy, butto perhaps gain some of the unbreaking loyalty that she gives to her wolves.

Maybe that’s why I went through the lengths to correct herdeath as I did. To have that kind of an ally is powerful and better to be onher good side, then her bad side. “

Ilyea decided not to follow the paw prints moving back intothe safety of the wards as the traveled along the outside of the hamlet.

“One cannot help though but to consider that with all thebreaks in her blood, and all the rituals that she has gone through that thetempest is a storm that has lost its path. It’s goal. The same swirling chaos Irecognize as a thin line of similarity between us both; needs something tofocus its magic on or else it just breaks everything apart.

Perhaps Theron can provide a bit of guidance for her butwith what I felt in her blood; I doubt it.

He probably has more hands full with her then anything Icould provide.

Hopefully when our paths cross again, it’ll be under bettercircumstances.

Conclusion: Treat Celestine as much as you wish to be treated. Do not come under any false pretenses as she will sniff them out. Come with honesty and politeness. Do not attempt to trick, fool, or manipulate this woman.”

Ilyea giggled at the thought of Celestine and her meetingnext and they happen summon an old god with their rate of catastrophes andTheron’s face at doing that. Twirling on her foot, the mage broke into an easyjog into a random direction with a smile on her face.

 @wolf-queen (Mention:  @theron-darksunder, @lledwynlomeriel (Wolves of Winter tumblr if there’s one)) 

(Thank you for the Prompt Wolf Queen) 

[thebuildingcacophony]

Thought bubble for Kit!

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Adrenaline sparked through Ilyea, her heart beating rapidlyagainst her chest as she stopped to regain her breath. There was no morequestion that she was awake now, and the mage could feel herself growinghungry.

Maggie typically had out some light snacks and with Ophiemaking most of the muffins; the woman knew she could take a few without any ofthem getting mad. Her child had been determined to make the perfect chocolatemint muffin when Ophie had learned that cupcakes were more dessert, but muffinscould be eaten at any time.

It would be like the boar stew incident, and the dozens carrot cakes Ophie baked. Ilyea was half thankful that she couldn’t really taste anythinganymore.

Something glittery crossed her eye sight, and the fadedsparkling mural came into view. The mage knew they were near the blacksmithingbuilding and her thoughts turned onto Kit.

“Light, Kit is the whirling definition of a happiness storm.If there wasn’t a happiness storm before, she’d be the prime candidate. Whenyou are around here, you can’t help but smile. She makes me want to smile, andfeel happiness and light.

It’s almost addicting.

When we get together and honestly talk, there’s chaos butmore in a mischievous way. We are alike in a way but where my hand went througha darker path, yours seemed to fill with light and continued to fill withlight.

The friends that surround you may grumble about the mischiefthat you cause, but it’s clear that they love you.

Where ever you go, love follows you. That is beyond clearwith how you do your magic, and the green halo of gorgeous light that fillsyour aura when you heal.

I don’t know what you see with me, maybe similar folks aredrawn to those that unconsciously exude chaos.

Sometimes I fear I’ll corrupt you with the chaos that *I*like to do. Better to let you set the pace of what shenanigans we throw.

I bet Aurora would rather have me glitter bombing folks thenfirebombing folks at least; though I’m sure your friends would rather not haveany at all.

It’s the small victories you must take in stuff like this.

There is some sadness in her, like anyone else but it’s sominute that you have to stare really hard to find any within that girl.

Conclusion: Treasure Kit’s friendship when you can see her.When you do get together, go with her flow of fun but not your brand of fun. Donot want to piss off the friends that she keeps. Inexhaustible supplier ofglitter. “

Ilyea fixed a bit of the mural with a small giggle and thenmoved onto the kitchen as her thoughts faded.

@kit-sunsoul (mentions: @scions-of-antiquity @iamarchme ((Crimsonwings tumblr as well, didn’t know the name) 

(Thank you for the prompt)

[thebuildingcacophony]

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The third chocolate mint muffin slid down her throat easilyas Ilyea chewed the confectionery that her daughter had provided her. There wasstill two more upon the plate to the side, and the woman began to feel herselfgetting a little full. The taste did not have the dryness of too much flourbeing added, and seemed moist on the tongue as it slid down. She only had topause to drink one glass of water in-between each muffin instead of the usualtwo.

As Ilyea reached for another muffin, her eyes glanced overto one of the lighted candelabra that glittered along the tavern halls ofErudition. It was of shiny polished metal that was of some expensive tastefulthing that Demy had picked out. Hell if Ilyea knew at that point, but it wasthe flame that the mage was attracted to. Her mind drifted to the one personthat the flame seemed to exist on, the Phoenix.

“Aranya is someone that one could easily wax poetic abouttheir beauty, their kindness, their support for people but there’s somethingelse I can’t really put my finger on.

Was it how she didn’t seem phased when I pressed the knifeto the Naga’s throat and cut it? Kin-ship by torture it would seem to be arather fine gait.

I always wondered how her magic *tasted* like but the stupidarcane gem that Halenvar gave her always kept me from getting a true feel atleast until recently.

Her magic seems to pulse and flow like a heart. It bubblesclose to the surface and then spreads around like magma. There’s a dark core ofsomething that singes your tongue when it becomes too hot and the soft feelingof fire light on a cold day.

Just like Garog, she is fire but not quite.

Perhaps like with the ritual to bring her back from thenether, there is an essence within the flames that derives her magic. Maybethat is why the Valanjar gave Aranya the gem because there is something therethat may undo it.

Something interesting, but something deeper.

It’s hard to say exactly what I think of her because I feelas if there is more. Something more then what we are meant to be seeing.

Conclusion: Observe. Observe and generally approachable, aswell as polite as need be. Take as much knowledge as you can about the woman,when you can. Take up any offers she has as well, she knows a lot more then shelets on”

Ilyea pushed the empty plate of muffins to the side beforegulping down another large glass of conjured water. Using a passing servant,Ilyea snuck past the kitchen to avoid another muffin ladened plate as she madeher way outside.

@aranyaphoenix (Mentions:  @halenvar @goodguygarog @roewyn @scions-of-antiquity ))