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if you could say one thing to each of the shadows what would it be :3
pregrina- im sorry
conan- sup?
freki- ur perfect 🫶🏻 no notes
griffin- y do u try to steal my teeth in my sleep? (Translated to heyyyy rattt 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻💗)
kai- heyyy bestie💗
cleo- hey ig
kim jong-in (kai) rp
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The first cut is the deepest
Kai wandered to the ruined edges of the Dawnspire. There had been nothing but noise for so long, the sounds of battle, the screams of those around her that now the silence and distant murmuring of shaken Sunguard tending to the injured seemed alien to her. Perching upon the remnants of an external wall she looked at out the horizon. The sunlight blurring her vision, dulling down the details of the ruined landscape. It almost looked peaceful. The blood elf look down to her feet, the weight of her armour seemed to gradually become unbearable, her shadow growing longer with each passing minute as the sunlight began to spread over the horizon.
She unhooked the clasps at her shoulders and let the pauldrons fall beside her. Images of demons flooding through portals still lingered in her mind. She removed her bracers, then her gloves. Beads of sweat rolling down the back of her shaking hand. She twisted the prosthetic arm and let it fall too, unable to lift its weight any longer.
Midday came and went, and with it the bodies of the fallen went too, draped in red-gold linen. The rough fabric of Kais underclothes clinging to her own skin. But her skin was not cold. Her heart still beat within her chest, unnervingly calm. Barely a scratch was upon her. The bruises would fade within the week, the blood upon her was not even her own. She was safe, she had made it through. So why couldn’t she shake the feeling she had failed? Lives had been lost that night, too many to count. Better and braver people had fallen where she still stood. Had she given enough? Could she have done more and prevented those more valuable from dying? The breeze came whistling through the halls and Kai felt for the first time the tears that had stained her cheek. This was supposed to be simple. She was good with a sword, and she gave her all. She did her duty and succeeded. It was over now. It was over. It was...
Numb.
Day 6
“And the last signature here. Great. Well that’s everything we need to formally address done so I’d just like to say thank you for bringing hope into this childs life.” They left the monastery, the solicitor heading off up the path ahead of them, papers secured within his satchel. “You don’t much care for the name they use, do you?” Celrinar looked down at the child who was still looking back at the window through which the other kids waved. Puffy eyed they shook their head at the question. “That man who just left, he’ll be visiting your new home in a months time at which point you’ll officially become an Ardbrae.” The two started walking side by side, far in the distance the lights of Brill twinkled. “That means… if you’d prefer, we could change your first name to something you’re more comfortable with too?” Kais ears shifted a little as if contemplating the question, but spoke no words. “When we get back we could have a little think and see if there’s anything you’d like to be your new name, what do you reckon?” The kid nodded and her stride seemed to lighten a little. “I noticed the other children addressing you as Kai. Is that something you’d consider?” A small and croaky voice broke from the little redhead at last and spoke. “Just a nickname… but I like it”. Celrinar nodded, there had been numerous visits prior to this one, and she was far more aware with Kais preferences than the kid probably realised, namely because Kai herself was still struggling to understand what most of this meant. They were approaching the borders of Brill now, making a B-line to the carriage service. It was going to be a long ride back to Fairbreeze overnight.
Half an hour or so into the carriage ride Kai was sleepily leaning against the wall, struggling to keep her eyes open but couldn’t help asking one last question.
“You…. I saw you….you ticked girl”
“I did.”
“You…”
“I heard you talking with the other children, dear.”
There was silence for another few moments before Kai gave up trying to balance herself against the shaking framework and instead laid across the seat, head resting upon Celrinars lap.
“Thanks.”
“Of course, sweetheart.”
DAY 1
Day 1: Write a diary entry for your character, dated 10 years in the future.
April 10th 11th Renae turned 15 today, can’t believe how much she’s grown. Most days I still feel like she’s my little sister or niece or something half the time, I'm stuck felling like a kid myself when surrounded by all those council official types. Stuffy pricks. Anyway the party was good! Mum hired the band from mine & Mals anniversary party. Me and the wife might have gotten a little friendly with the bassist afterward...Speaking of Mal, she got a little too drunk again but at this point no ones surprised, kept telling Cel how good a mum she was and then slipped up the stairs, probably have a bruise by tomorrow, I swear I'm looking after 2 kids half the time. Myrlath got Renae a knife for her birthday, mum wasn’t best pleased about that but I’m glad Myrs taken a shine to the kid. I think we made the right choice naming her godmother. Can’t believe how we used to constantly butt heads and now she’s showing up every over month with presents. Still butting heads with everyone to be fair but... Aernath and his hubbies got back from Stranglethorn, spent a month visiting Threads’ old village & Lorarrin apparently did some future-sight ritual with the witchdoctor, said it was full of good signs and prosperity but I couldn’t make heads nor tails of it. Mums set the wedding date for Autumn, in time with the 5th anniversary of getting engaged to Rhea. Says it’ll just be a small event but I’m not sure she knows the meaning of the word. Caterers have already been booked for 300 guests… Light save me. Anyways, keeping this entry short, Mals down at the stables teaching the kid how to fight. Gotta make sure my wife comes back in one piece. Cya!
Empty
The bar was quiet as ever, still too early for the crowds but just about late enough to drink and it be acceptable. Just how Kai liked it.
It had become a habit of hers to wander over here, waiting for her friend to finish up her training and needing to blow off steam. That was the true advantage of it still being quiet in here, they could still hear one another bitching about everyone who had pissed them off that week.
For a few hours every week, they would get lost in their drinks, lost in laughter. Tears in their eyes from being unable to breath. Red faced and ruined makeup streaked their eyes as the barstaff rolled their eyes and questioned if another round was really such a good idea.
Kai had entered the bar again today, barely remembering how she had even gotten here. Her body had been in auto-pilot for the past few days, ever since the Dawnspire. Last she remembered she had been in for her checkup with the healers, they’d wanted to make sure there wasn’t going to be any long lasting effects from the demons influence and Kai had been less than happy to go. She was, as she was so painfully reminded every morning as she gazed into the mirror, untouched.
Eyes forward she’d entered the sanctum, refusing to look at the rows of beds that lined the hall. White sheets pulled up to the chins of those who would never be the same again. “Still not sleeping?” the healer had asked as she checked over the tremors in Kais hand. The elf shook her head once, steel faced and tight lipped. She didn’t belong here. She turned to leave, a flash of red curls caught her eye from one of the beds. Next she knew was was doubled over in an alleyway, the contents of her stomach staining the wall. How had she gotten here…? Next moment, the bar. “The usual?” She nodded slowly at the barkeep, her eyes focused on the shallow scratches cut into the wooden counter. Two glasses appeared in front of her, the stool to her left never having been more painfully empty.
The barkeep saw Kais face stained with tears for yet another consecutive week, but it was not from laughter this time around.
@anorthalas
Day 3
She belonged here.
She. Belonged. Here.
Kai walked past the open doors of the ballroom and was met with a hundred smiling faces, the noise of chatter, music and celebration. She couldn’t help but notice a few voices nearby. Their words sounded so forced, so overly eloquent. Surely it hurt to be that pretentious.
She shook the thought from her head and moved into the crowd, spotting the signature pale blue of her mothers’ dress who was flanked by her aide, probably informing her of the names and significance of any guest that approached. Before she could reach her, however, she found herself cut off by an ancient human man who had apparently decided to wear his entire jewellery collection this evening. Probably to show off his wealth no doubt. “Alestra my dear! How wonderful to meet you again, I say the last time we met you must have been barely taller than my dressing table!” He jingled with every movement, those awful gold chains around his neck half-blinding the elf whenever they caught the light “H-hi...sir. Look out you dressed to the nines eh?” She forced a smile, not even attempting to remember his name. “How many years has it been I wonder… how old does that make you now anyways, you elf folk always confuse me you can never quite tell if it’s ok to ask if you catch my drift” Before he had even finished eyeing her up Kai had rolled her sleeves up and was pointing directly into the old letches face. “ALESTRA, DEAR! You made it” Celrinar marched over, leaving a guest mid-sentence behind her. “I need you to meet the Novastorms, they were just asking about you!” With that Celrinar hurried Kai over in the direction of said Novastorms, leaving the creep to be quietly escorted from the premises. “Never did like that old fool” Cel muttered as she walked, “Finances half the council in one way or another. I’ll be glad when I no longer have to deal with him.” “I coulda dealt with him…” “That’s not what I meant and you know it” Kai smirked, her mind quickly taken off that unfortunate interaction as a hand was outstretched to meet hers. “Matriarch Olleria Novastorm”
“A pleasure” Kai responded and took her hand, as natural as if she had been doing this all her life.
