#salveticn

[brightblessed-aa]

@salveticn​ ⸻ ♡  

❝ i do hope you’re getting enough rest. i know your duty is a demanding one, and important besides. but i worry about you sometimes. ❞ it was easy for azem to see the other as a sort of little brother. the convocation really were just a large and very strange family. he wouldn’t tell any of them that, of course. 

[reapcrbunny]

(    🐇   )              ❝     ELIDIBUS    .  .    DO YOU    really believe that sacrificing half of our star will solve    THE FINAL DAYS    ?     ❞     her jaw clenches as she asks,    tone sharp as she keeps her gaze away from the other member.    she’s grown distant with the convocation as of late,    not having bothered to quell rumours of her    POSSIBLE DEPARTURE.

@salveticn​  liked for a starter    !

[eredeha-a]

——  𝘞𝘏𝘌𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘛𝘌𝘓𝘓 𝘔𝘌 𝘐'𝘔 𝘗𝘙𝘌𝘛𝘛𝘠. 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛'𝘚 𝘞𝘏𝘌𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘏𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘠 𝘏𝘐𝘛𝘚 𝘔𝘌. 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘉𝘌𝘛𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘙𝘜𝘕. 𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘝𝘖𝘙𝘌, 𝘈𝘕𝘐𝘔𝘈𝘓. feat. @salveticn ♥ ☆৲  

[soulprofitis]

@salveticn sent ( need )  :  for  sender  to  come  to   receiver  in  a  time  of  need

It has been a very long day. The evening sky is violet, soft, and in the face of it Hythlodaeus feels he can breathe for the first time in hours. From his seat on one of many street benches, he can see the last of Amaurot's citizens heading back to their homes and hear the soft hum of their conversations. His day was so quiet, spent in near silence as he pored over his work at the Bureau. He feels less alone hearing them now, though none of it is shared with him. In a city like the capital, standing beneath the towering spires and beside so many whose very efforts shape the Star, it is so easy to feel small. Insignificant even, if only for these few moments he lets himself think about it. This is when he catches sight of Elidibus⁠— When the sky begins to darken and the stars seem more like glaring eyes than evidence of life to Hythlodaeus.

“Hello!” He calls, all the anxiety he feels suddenly shoved under a blanket of cheer when he waves at the Emissary. He can only hope the thoughts of a few moments before aren’t visible in his aether. “Ah, do you have a moment to enjoy the view, Elidibus?”

[featuredkreatchurs]

@salveticn​ liked for a starter

           “Well, if you didn’t mind... I wanted to take you with me on my travels. I have received word that the textiles I have sought for various projects have arrived in the next town over, but they are unable to complete the journey to deliver them.” In his arms is a binder full of documents meant for various other projects. They were scattered in such a way that it looked like a hurried pile within his grasp, as if he had somewhere he needed to be and couldn’t spare the time to organize things.. Hades would, of course, organize these binders later when he had a more solid surface to work upon. This was not that time, however. Something told him that there was something odd going on in that town.

                                    And how does he figure this?

His exchange of goods for these textiles was not the only one that was ‘stopped’ within this town. Something was sitting heavily within his stomach and it was coming from theidea that a gang of thieves could be living right beneath the Convocation’s noses.

           “You are very strong as well and it would be helpful to have one with your skills at my side, in case things go sour. I feel that there is something amiss here and wanted to see for myself.”

[lavender-ancient]

@salveticn​

   “Elidibus! Tis good to see you again my friend!” Hythlodaeus grinned, waving happily at the younger and beckoning them to come and sit on the bench he was currently perched on. 

“Great timing too, I had nearly grown quite bored without our dear Hades to harass.” He teased. “Come, come! Tell me how you’ve been. Surely you have time to chat before dragged off to another stuffy meeting, hmm?”

[petrokhelidon]

“ themis! “  the chief oversees of elpis sounds delighted ‘pon spotting the young researcher stood among the smaller gardens of anagnorisis on the start of his customary tour of the facility.  “ had i known to expect your visit,  i would have prepared a more appropriate welcome, “  his smile is gentle,  vibrant green eyes twinkling warmly behind his mask,  feet fast closing the distance ‘twixt them.  ever a welcome face among the research facility’s visitors for his ideas and insights,  hermes much enjoys his company for the gentility of his soul to boot;  finding in the younger something of a like-minded spirit when it comes to the appreciation of all concepts and their complexities.  “ i was just about to make for ktisis hyperboreia  ━  caduceus has been sent ahead to announce my arrival.  will you not join me?  or have you come for aught in particular? “  / @salveticn

[flowerwept]

@salveticn said: ❛  are you sure you’re okay ?  ❜ ( henlo uvu , feel free to pick ! )

The previous Fandaniel surely would have been proud of Hermes for his decision to rise to the occasion, but also surely would have chided him for his heart not being in the right place. That Hermes had chosen to become Fandaniel to APOLOGIZE. To Meteion. To all the other concepts who had been reduced to aether in his name. To the grief in his heart. But not to himself -- come hell or high water, Hermes is incapable of forgiving himself.

He turns the apple over in his hand.  “I...yes. You needn’t be concerned, Elidibus. It’s just--Meteion--she loved apples covered in syrup. I was reminiscing. Apologies.”  He sets the apple to the side.  “But I must thank you for bringing me something to eat. I tend to lose myself in my work and mealtime escapes me on occasion.”  Finally Hermes manages to force out a smile.