@autumnswordsman chirped: Which Shadowlands faction would Lulu fit into? <33
Aahh, the Shadowlands ─ a realm of souls, a realm of new beginnings. Four covenants stand as one, and the leaders and members therein are all tasked with varying ideals in regards to rebirthing souls and finding their potential place in their new, dedicated afterlife. There are but two of these eon-standing factions that earn dedication and interest from this sunshine-and-wicker Kul’tiran druid.
The first are The Ascended ─ the kyrian of Bastion, tasked with the impartial judgement of souls that they might step foot onto countless worlds of past lives and ferry them into the Shadowlands. To achieve this, however, a right of rituals and cleansing of one’s memories and past lives are required for the greater good of the process, that one might ascend and carry out their duties without bias. While this does not quite apply to a living being caught in a myriad mix of souls, it is a questioned and challenged process, one which leaves Bastion in disarray. The Archon now questions the harshness of the path, as enemies who have ravaged their beautiful lands and rituals have done so in force, and perhaps looks to find a steady balance of lives new and old therein. Lulubelle would find no qualms calming those confused and lost on the way to their new lives, relishing in the atmosphere and loyal dedication. Every steward would be her best feathery friend, and to fly free carrying remnants of happy memories over sun-kissed plains just makes her heart sing.
However, while that dedication, aesthetic, and what could be of the newforged path speaks volumes to one in love with the sky, there is another that speaks more personally. The night fae of Ardenweald, guarded by the Winter Queen and The Wild Hunt, rebirth nature souls into service from delicately cultivated seeds and cradles. Those with a connection to the wilds find hearth and service in the lovely, yet deceptively dangerous forests teeming with glowing fauna and wildlife. The fae are a fun, sly sort, basking in the excitement of good fun, turning amusement into retaliation when threats encroach upon the wilds. They put on theatrical plays of past lives to appease their Queen and teach of other worlds, express dedication in song, and lend a nurturing touch to those that would protect nature and all of its children ─ from demi-gods to the smallest of birds singing in the night. Lulubelle finds solace in wild adventures, in memories, in a playful nature bright enough to blind the unfortunate denizens of The Maw. Her cunning and fun-loving personality finds a personable place among the fae, their hyperbolic dramatizations, good times, and all. But when the time comes that they must defend, they waste little time in routing threats with a feral fury. It is in those wild woods that her spirit finds a home, not so unlike the one she came from.
So long as they find no dissonance in her druidic connection with the Drust, it is within their ranks that she fits most comfortably.