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[voicelesshatred]

@singingend​ :: Sings Caim to sleep, as you do.

【Dried lips thinned as the melody started. It wasn’t the song that caused his frown, it was never Inuart’s music. But he loathed the calming effect that never failed to envelop him when his dear friend did sing. This melody in particular... Soft and lured the senses into a gentle sway. He did not wish to rest, eagerness to take up his sword ever present within his unevenly gloved hands. Better the atrocities he could create in the waking hours than reliving the horrors of the yesteryears in slumber.

It was a fight that Caim could not surmount, no measure of strength within him was powerful enough to do so. Within mere moments had he succumb at last.】

[puercoeurdraco]

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“How long have you had this?” Nowe asked as he held up the lovely harp in his hands. He didn’t mean to touch it without permission but he was so impressed by the instrument and couldn’t help himself. “It’s so beautifully made and well cared for. Is it hard to maintain? Will I learn that as well?” He grew excited over the lessons even if they hadn’t even started yet.

[voicelesshatred]

@singingend​ ::  『continuation』

THE SOUND OF RUNNING FOOTSTEPS. FAST, FAST, FASTER. FASTEST!! INUART BARGING INTO ...WHEREVER CAIM IS, THINKING WITH HIS MIGHT, WHAT!!! WHAT!!!!!!

"YOU HAVE A CHILD! YOU ADOPTED ONE!???"

Never had he ever thought Caim would ever have sex, nor did he think Caim knew what sex is.

【Inuart’s voice shattered the small bout of petrification Caim had found himself in after gaining the information himself. Sights snapped up, surprised at first but slowly sinking back into the vacant shock he’d been lured from. He was grateful he kept the sheets of parchment from the scribe. One was retrieved and quickly scratched upon, held out to his dear friend with a deceptively still hand.】

Not one but seven. There is much to explain but they are not adopted. I am still trying to understand it all myself.

[voicelesshatred]

@singingend​ :: Inuart: exists to make Caim happy no matter what.

.:OOC「 Is this an invitation, Nugget?

[voicelesshatred]

@singingend​ :: INUART

【It had been some time since Caim had last seen his friend. There was the hopes that he’d found some respite... The better side of his hopes. He could feel the dragon’s judgement before she even began to speak. A tap to her throat in a more habitual warning. The Red Dragon felt no fear from it; he was a fool if he meant to end her life within the mere infantile steps of their pact.〗 “Those of like mind tend to share the same foolish thoughts. Don’t you know where this friend of yours would be?”

【Another yet harsher tap but not one to silence the pact-beast’s voice. There, beneath the spotted canopy that loomed below. Caim had heard notes plucked from a harp’s strings. Was that him? Was it Inuart? Silent hopes were enough to have the dragon lower onto a clearer patch of earth, treading cautiously between the trees. She had spotted the musician before he had.〗 That is him. 〖Her stride halted, Caim quickly leapt down and allowed her to speak in his stead.】 “Inuart,” 〖she called as he approached.】

[hithernthither]

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“You too?”

[blindedguilt-archived]

"Leonard...even you seem to be making assumptions. All I did is talk to my friend and everyone is acting as if, it is a heresy gone wrong."

Even with Leonard's astounding patience, a part of him almost felt as if it didn't want to deal with Inuart in the moment. Momentarily he felt his blood boil at the sound of that voice he had grown to trust and respect, but just as quickly as it came did Leonard hurry to stifle it. He knew better than that - And given the confusion present in the bard's tone, perhaps... A deep breath was advance before he spoke. "Inuart... It appears that you are unaware of it, and I hope it is sincere that you are. If you truly have no knowledge of what is happening, then please - Forgive me. Perhaps I had only misjudged the situation in haste; for a man of such noble character I would be more inclined to take that as the case... I had sensed the heart of the Goddess ache, and so I had acted like a fool. But if I may be allowed to request one thing of you, at the very least..."

Leonard's gaze grew from apologetic to stern, though only by the slightest degree. "Though you may no longer be officially betrothed, you know very well how highly the Goddess still thinks of you. It is an esteemed position. Please... Do not betray the faith she has placed in you since before and after her becoming the seal. That is my one and only request of you."

[puercoeurdraco]

Plays the lyre like he's in a rockband. stress music!

"What sort of music is that? It sounds... very angry."