#nevaeh edera

[godkingsanointed]

Aaaand the second mini fic is a little peek at what sedah and nevi where like as kids

Sedah Edera was 12 the very first time she died. 

She had been angry,so angry that day. Marion -who had already lost the title of mother in her heart -had started it with a lecture on the ethics of encouraging other (less dexterous) children to play bulldog on the rooftops with her. Wasn't her fault if they weren't as good,or if shoving them off was a viable win strategy. That conversation hadn't ended well,and put the child in an exceptionally bad mood. Or,a worse mood then she usually stomped into the training room with. Said training had gone even worse,culminating in a warning slash across her the face from her trainer in return for the furious child aiming for a jugular in a sparring bout. It wasn't deep,but it would scar. "Something to remind you" they had said. All sedah would remember is that next time the killing blow needed to be 2 inches to the left,and hidden within a feint. 

She was almost glad for siphon practice when the time came,feelings thoroughly bruised and no comfort forthcoming. Nevaeh always fussed over her injuries,and shot little pouting glares at whoever had done it (even when Sedah had deserved it). It soothed that burning ache in her chest just a little to have her sister near,the only back up against the choking confines of the house. After a few minutes of childish excitement at reunion,words fast and coded in their way,it was time to take places. Sedah's trainer snapped at her to take stance,feet shoulders width apart,hands clasped behind her back. Chin up,shoulders square. Ready. Nevi's mentor guided her softly and sweetly,whispering her through breathing exercises to try and keep the child's storm of guilty anxious tears at bay. Sedah closed her eyes as her sister took the stalling,reluctant steps towards her. Partly because it made it easier for Nevi to start,and partly because she was so afraid. So afraid of the pain,of her sister and what she could do,of the look in the older Cavaliers eyes. That deep soul sapped exhaustion,the profound numbness not even the agony could pierce anymore. And the knowledge that that would one day be her. 

"Prepare." Came the call from her trainer,signalling it was about to start. Every muscle in Sedah's scrawny body tensed up,ready for the tiny tap at her temple that would start the flood. Nevi had murmured a "sorry" but they didn't have the focus spare to reply. The agony always started like a dull stab,clawing through jaw bone until it hit the artery of her throat. Then it blossomed into wildfire in the blood. She only managed to open her eyes for a second,enough to witness her sister bathed in a white haze as her own vision began to tunnel black. "STEADY." Came another growl,as her stance began to faulter. That made her remember the cut to her face,which made the agony focus there. The small wound seemed to become an explosion,and she was no longer sure which one of them was crying. There was a distant feeling of vertigo that she recognised somewhere vaguely as her having fallen over,but couldn't seem to care. It was followed by more barking criticism,and even through the pain she felt that burning rage kick up. fine. You want more? I'll give you more. it took everything she had to string thime thought together,and even more to act on it. She no longer tried to hold onto herself in the wailing dark and instead threw herself whole heartedly into it. 

Somewhere deep within,she couldn't help but be annoyed by whoever was screaming,wishing they'd shut up and aggravated they only seemed to be getting louder. Deeper and deeper,louder and louder until...snap. no longer clawing and screaming,just floating among whispers. So many whispers. Thousands,layered. All becoming aware one at a time of the newcomer. Somewhere instinctual,She knew this was worse then the pain. In the flesh,all siphoning had stopped and now all present gathered around the body. Nevi was beside herself in hysterical panic,neither adult seeming too concerned. Her mentor carried on calm guiding words,talking her through the theorums to guide a soul back. It took 5 minutes to find her,and another 5 to act as a life line to drag her home,through the grabbing and desperate hands of the savage dead. When Sedah opened her eyes again,her vision was blurry with exhaustion and sound was muffled. She was dimly aware that Nevi was holding her up,face buried against her as she cried. She slung an arm around her sisters shoulders,with the last ounce of strength she had. Over those shuddering sobs though,their mentors beamed in pride at her. That killed her rage in its tracks,filling the space in her chest that had been agonizingly hollow until this moment. She had done good. Done well. People where proud. She couldn't suppress an exhausted grin as she was scooped up by her trainer like a hero,Nevi still clutching her hand as she was taken to be tended to. Over and over her sister promised this would never happen again,but Sedah knew better. She had left a little piece of herself with the spirits and she could feel it,and she saw it in the mix of pride and guilt in the eyes of her trainer. She had just taken her first creeping steps towards the fate of the older Cavs,and no amount of care could avoid that now it had begun. Not that Nevi had to know,she was distressed enough already. And the physical toll was subtle enough. The dark rings around her eyes that never went away might be more obvious but more easily explained. But there was a slight dulling to the once bright white of their hair was more difficult to spot unless they stood next to each other,and unless you knew. 

That was the day Sedah Edera learned that she was in fact,a perfect cavalier of the 8th house in the ways that really mattered. Capacity for pain,being as quick and efficient about her own death as that of her enemies. These days she could die and be back standing within 5 minutes. These days the bronze of her skin lacked the vitality of her sisters,hair greyed.

These days the 8th house was run by a genius who could coax even the fiercest spirit to reveal anything at all,and defended by the living revenant at her back.

[godkingsanointed]

Ok so,little thing I write as a caanan house intro if mine and @jesterrlavorre 's characters where the ones representing the 8th house

The arrival of the 8th house was rather less ceremonies then one might expect from those bearing titles such as "Templar's of the white glass".  The lowered shuttle door at first revealed only one figure,swathed in bright white silks and delicate silver chainmail. A woman of average height,warm bronze skin and long pale hair braided and slung over her shoulder, tied off with a blue ribbon. Her eyes and lashes were a piercing white grey,and might have been sinister had she not been beautiful. Her smile was delicate and sincere but the upturn in her brow gave her the air of the perpetually concerned,and she seemed to be nervously fidgeting with the ornate book held under her right arm as she scanned the crowd. After a second she seemed to come to some sort of conclusion with a small nod,turning her head to the side somewhat and throwing some kind of confirmation behind her. 

It was at this point the second figure was revealed,like some kind of trick of the light or as if the first girl's shadow had decided to move independently. This one was dressed similarly,though functional and worn leathers replaced useless ceremonial chain. One black and one white rapier hung from opposing sides of her hips,slightly duller and more ashen tinted hands never far from the hilts. All of her in fact,was a little duller in a shadowed way,except those eyes,now piercing terrible and predatory staring out of a face more inclined to perpetual aggravation. It seemed the first girl,the master templar,was unconcerned at being haunted by herself. She in fact seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as her double took their place half a step behind her left side. Her double leaned forward slightly to speak,and whatever was said broke the nerves and the tension on board the shuttle,splitting both faces into an identical grin and stifled laughter. It lit both of them up,the first one seemed to shine and even the shadow seemed to follow suit,for a brief moment *actually* looking identical. 

The moment of levity was interrupted by the clearing of a throat in impatience in the crowd,snapping the master templar out of her smile and back to business,chin up and face a picture of professionalism. Her Cavalier (of which the only give away was the weaponry,she seemed thinner and perpetually more exhausted then her necromancer counterpart) seemed to immediately seeth at the interruption,shooting a look of pure murder to the direction of the sound,like her mood had absorbed the darkness from every available shadow all at once. It was difficult to gauge the age of the pair,both seeming so young and so old all at the same time. The first girl was fresh faced and surprisingly vibrant for her craft,though there was a tension in her shoulders and eyes,a background worry that spoke of a lifetime beyond her years of responsibility. The other one wore it more physically,the same height as the sister but slumped a good 2 inches from the sheer weight of whatever it was she carried,the nerves and temperament of a caged animal.

They made their way down the steps gracefully,the setting sun catching them and highlighting how they seemed to flicker around the edges. If you squinted,the first one seemed to fade out just slightly,like she couldn't quite decide if she wanted to remain corporeal or not. Her sister was similar but in the opposite way,like she was desperately trying to blend with her surroundings,unsure where she began and ended. Harrow muttered something to herself about some theory it was due to prolonged exposure to spirits. Once they reached the crowd at the bottom the master templar began her greetings and introductions as Nevaeh Edera,formal and polite but with a warmth not usually present within the pious 8th. She seemed to possess all of the warmth for the two of them,as her Cavalier only remained still and watching by her side no matter if she were addressed or not,seemingly barely keeping back a growl. 

"Please forgive my sister-" she smiled,placing a hand on that leather armoured shoulder "-she takes her duties very seriously is all! Isn't that right?" She shot her sister a look that read 'you promised to be nice!',a slight squeeze of her hand and a whispered "se-se!" To get her point across. The Cavalier conceded without much of a fight,sighing heavily as she did so. "...yes. Sedah,second child of the 8th. Cavalier primary." This seemed to be all she was willing to say,going silent again as quickly as she had been persuaded to speak. It seemed her sister didn't mind,bumping shoulders together affectionately as a small smile passed between them. It was at this point it became briefly apparent the aggression was due in fact,to shyness,momentarily eased by her sister's encouragement. She spoke again,finally drawing herself up to her full height. "Let's hurry up already,we have a trial to win."

[rollinsight]

Smoke: I’m going to bed.

Nevi: But, it’s noon?

Smoke: Time isn’t real.

[rollinsight]

Venna, internally: Wait, is she into me? Quick, make a bad joke and see if they laugh.

Venna: What do you call a famous turtle? A shellebrity.

Nevaeh: *laughs* That’s really funny.

Venna, internally: Well, that’s not a fair test. That joke’s hilarious.

[jesterrlavorre]

You're gonna hate me for this but Nevi 1-20

kyle. i will see you at the 7-11 for an ass kicking

rest under the cut since THIS BASTARD wants a novel

1) What is their full name, and does it have any special relevance? Alternatively, what nicknames do they have? Nevaeh Edera. Nevaeh is heaven spelled backwards bc all the other heavenly names are too close to my own name and I’ve played with a character with a name like mine and it is h e l l. I think I just generated the last name until i found one I liked. But Edera means to seize or to grasp, so like I’m prolly onto somethingAs for in canon explanations, I’m not sure. She also has the nickname of Nevi which is mostly used by her sister, Sedah

2) What hobby would they like to be good at? answered 😎

3) If they played dnd what race and class would they pick? answered  😎

4) If they could go back in time and change one thing, what would they change?Wouldn’t YOU like to know weatherboy?I think she’d prolly go back and spend more time with her sister. Stop Sedah from trying to murder Name.

5) What is their favourite weapon to wield? Personally I imagined her with a longsword, but she didn’t have the proficiences for that. Not even a shortsword. So she has a mace, but she really loves to whip out spiritual weapon which is just a big ass book.

6) If you could behove them one magical item, what would you give them? Tome of Understanding or Winged Boots

7) If they didn’t have to adventure, would they stop? answered  😎

8) What do they look for in a platonic or romantic partner? 👀 I think she looks for something who is just as curious about the world as she is. Someone who is dependable, but I also think she needs someone adventurous to balance out her less impulsive nature. Nevi is all work and no play, and I feel like she needs someone to make her play sometimes.

9) Do they trust easily?Nevi wants to trust people and believe in the best of them. I think she’s the type with the philosophy that she gives that trust and respect unless otherwise proven they don’t deserve it. Plus she’s pretty perceptive.

10) What is their favourite colour? I think her favorite color is probably indigo!

11) Diplomatic or aggressive? Diplomacy babbbbyyyyyyy

12) They get arrested, and thrown in jail, how do they escape? Prolly talks to ear off of her jailer. Unless she was unjustly imprisoned, otherwise she would heavily rely on Suggestion or Command

13) Would they leave their party for any reason? answered  😎

14) If they could own any creature as a pet, what would they have? Give! Nevi! A! Chinchilla!!!

15) How have you influenced your characters personality? God Nevi is so smart and I feel like I have a tendency of being clever so playing that aspect is so fun. Plus I also get to special interest ramble! I also think Nevi being “The One” as a cleric of Mentai and has a lot of responsibilities on her was like my own childhood as the eldest child. She has a lot of self doubt, but maintains it for the sake of those around her.

16) Do they have any tattoos? If so what? If not, do you think they would get one in the future? She has some facial tattoos that I imagine were part of a rite of passage during her training as a follower of Mentai. I think in the future, as she continues to do the work of Tempi, she’d get an hour glass

17) Where would they like to be in ten years time? I think she’d like to have her own study filled to the brim with books, or maybe even maintaining an archive of rare and nearly lost knowledge; she’d still like to be with her friends nearby of course too.

18) What do they look like? Either description or picture.Beth did some really amazing art of the twins. But I sort of imagine Nevi with shiny bronze skin, and silvery hair and silvery eyes. She wears scale mail armor with the tabard in the colors of Mentai, typically a lavender and light blue, along with her amulet or holy symbol of Mentai which is the outline of an eye with the flame inside of it. Nevi is 5′7″ so not terribly tall, and she is definitely pretty strong too, so she has some muscle on her body but not overly so.

19) What genre of music would they be into? Nevi would listen to soundtracks from like movies, games and shows. Nerd.

20) What would be the worst thing someone could say to them? “I don’t think you’d understand what I’m talking about here”

[jesterrlavorre]

2,3,6,7,13 for nevi

2) What hobby would they like to be good at? Nevi wishes she was better at cartography.

3) If they played dnd what race and class would they pick? God, she’d prolly pick a high elf, or if she’s feeling ballsy a drow.

6) If you could behove them one magical item, what would you give them? God anything to help with stealth. Or maybe the Iron Bands of Bilarro

7) If they didn’t have to adventure, would they stop? I don’t know. She might adventure every once in a while, there’s still so much out there to explore and learn about to bring back and digest. 

13) Would they leave their party for any reason? If anything happened to Sedah, she’d definitely follow after her. Also I imagine if the party did anything absolutely heinous (although her sister is the most likely culprit so that’d be v hard to deal with) 

[jesterrlavorre]

1,10 for nevi 17,18 tuwa

1) A story for every scar. Do any of their wounds have interesting origins? Nevi isn’t one for scars, she probably had worked very diligently in her studies and training and not to mention the temple of Mentai had excellent physicians so any wounds were likely not to scary. She probably has a small burn on her arm from as a child trying to help her mother cook.

Oh my God I forgot about her scar on her chest, which is supposedly how she died in another timeline where she was pierced through with a rapier. She doesnt know who killed her so that sucks. 10) What do they think of themself? I think Nevi knows there’s a lot expected of her, and she’s not sure she can fill those shoes for everything. She does her best to try and handle it for everyone else’s sake but there’s a nagging feeling that maybe she’s not the one meant to take care of this. I think she sees herself as a protector of others and as a seeker of knowledge, especially regarding The End.

17) How do they dress? Most of Tuwa’s outfits have been tanned hides from animals that her people have hunted. It also probably is a lot less coverage than others of her people since her Genasi descent made it pretty much impossible for her to get sunburn with her sandlike skin; it also cools her off more easily. They aren’t specifically hardened or boiled leather since they work on boosting their resilience, at least Tuwa’s training did. She also has some bead necklaces crafted for her by her family. 

18) What would their ideal home be like? Probably in the desert or near a mountainous region. She’d like to keep up her clan’s traditional migration to and fro the mountains every summer and winter respectively. The less civilization the better, she’d prefer to be closer to nature.

[jesterrlavorre]

2,3,6,17 for nevi ♡

2. How good are they at tongue twisters?If she’s alone? A master. As soon as people are watching her she absolutely fumbles from nerves.

3. Biggest regret?Not checking in on her sister more. She feels like they missed a lot of each other’s lives.

6. What’s their theme song?I can’t decide between Child of Light and Rabbit Heart

17. What’s their favorite food?Oh man this is tough. I think probably a stew her mother would make. Or she might like something simple like almonds, something sweet she can snack on while reading.