#riderbright

[rathalascendant-a]

@riderbright sent: "Sorry for disappearing. How're ya holding up?"

HER EXPRESSION COULD NOT HAVE BEEN MORE DRY. In a tired and blase tone, the stalwart rider answers; "Considering the injured leg and the massive gash I have across my chest? Eh, I'm doing alright." She will admit, however, that she was starting to get a little worried. At least with the dangers that came with fighting monsters, death was likely to be quick and even painless. But if he had disappeared, she would hate to have to fend for herself or left to rot with her injuries. Not a fun way to go.

The wound on her chest had been long since bandaged, though it was still fresh. The bigger concern was of course, the broken leg. It wasn't the first time she'd been so confined, but, that didn't make it any less fun.

[rathalascendant-a]

HER MONSTIES NEVER ANSWERED HER CALL. Dodge-rolling out of the path of a mud-clad barroth, Mari rolls across the dry earth before desperately scrambling to her feet, kicking like a newborn kelbi still finding its footing as she right herself. The barroth ran right past, providing the rider with the opportunity to catch her breath and reach for her sword again.

It was a bitter taste in her mouth, acknowledging that she wasn't going to get out of this one without a fight. Mari had tried to dissuade the Barroth by making herself as unassuming as possible, but something was off about this one. She could anticipate it attacking out of defense of its territory, but this one was oddly persistent and aggressive.

She barely had time to even consider how she ended up in this mess, let alone what she was doing before she woke up in front of that blighted kinship ore. All she knew was that she had to fight, and fight she would—but she knows she's at a disadvantage without her companions.

"Damn," Mari mutters under her breath as the Barroth flings some of the mud off of its hide, and turns to face her again.

@riderbright

[justifyanger]

[shared verse]

his plum red eyes catch familiar red from across the sands and dust storms of the forbidden lands, and from atop his trusty pink rathian, he raises a hand to wave curiously. ( is it really you, after all this time? )

PARAGON. From times long past, the memory of a melody drifts up to the forefront of Ciela's mind. Whistling as they drag a stubborn Arzuros away from camp, the seemingly endless mountains of the Pondry landscape. The world stretching out before them.

"Kyora!"

Without a second thought, she redirects her Seikret, barreling toward the Rathian at full speed. Gemma calls after her in concern and distress, but she pays her no mind, pulling the reins back a short distance away and hopping off the bird's back with the practiced ease of a true Rider.

"Kyora! I saw yer name on the registry, but when ya weren't on th' ship, I..."

She trails off, staring up at him.

She's cut her bangs. Her eye's on full display.

[rathalascendant-a]

@riderbright sent: "Let me show you that I'm not the same kid you knew." / Post - Redan Ruins arc

HER BROWS KNIT WITH CONCERN, breath hitching in a quiet wince while he stares her down. Ever since she realized where she was, she's had to resist the urge to help. Aid was given when she could, but this was not her path to walk. Still, the harrowing news of the White Dragon's egg being stolen right out from under his nose makes Mari ache. "You don't have to. You don't have to prove anything. We're going to get it back." She ensures. "I'll smack that man's stupid grin off of his face the next time we see him!"

[rathalascendant-a]

@riderbright sent: 🌟 🎀 💯 ✨ 💫 😊

small symbols of kindness!

🌟 ― i love how you portray your muse(s) 🎀 ― i love your aesthetic / graphics 💯 ― your headcanon posts are always on point ✨ ― i love the way you write 💫 ― i enjoy writing with you 😊 ― i enjoy talking to youn

REN! I'm so glad to see that you're enjoying the stories games and exploring its lore together with you! Your writing and graphics are also mmmmm *chefs kiss* And I can't wait to see what shenanigans our muses get into!

[rathalascendant-a]

@riderbright sent: ❝  yeah, yeah. i’m still alive. it’s fine—don’t worry.  ❞

THOUGH SHE HATES TO ADMIT IT, SHE'S ALWAYS BEEN A HYPOCRITE. Always pushing for safety and wellbeing—always preaching that one should be cautious if they can afford it—yet never doing the same herself. And in her own hypocrisy, Mari cared far more about others than her own health. Anyone who knew her well enough could anticipate the fierce scolding they were about to get for taking a blow like that . . . even if deep down, she knows she would have done the exact same.

Her boots kick up loose pebbles, rock and soil as she scrambles down the slope as best she could. Brachydios' explosive punches were no laughing matter, especially when the strike had sent the other rider careening into a gorge. It wasn't a big fall, but it still had to hurt. At least, he was in one piece and not covered in the debris.

"What the hell was that?!" The teen said between a gasp as she finally jogged across the flat ground to him. Mari has promptly gotten into medic mode, sitting herself down without a second thought and fishing out her supplies. "Is there any residue on you?" She would scold him soon enough. First, it was a matter of making sure there was no mold still left over from the fight. A natural bomb going off in a trench did not sound like a safe idea . . .

[riderbright]

so here we are, sailing against the tide; you're destiny's favorite child, and your luck is running out. so here you stand, against the horde of your mistakes; you're destiny's favorite child, and your luck is running out.

MHST protagonist original character. recorded by ren, est timezone. dark themes may be present. spans several years since game starts.