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Turns out I never posted these here, look at them being cunty in their pride

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I’ve been having some Siron 3.0 and Ester thoughts so I shall leave them here for y’all.

Siron is used to strange dreams that toe some line between reality and the machinations of his unconscious mind; therefore, walking into a lovely greenhouse where the flora is too saturated is not outside his normal. The strangeness begins while he is inspecting the plants he’s never seen before, when a woman with dark hair streaked with grey rounds the corner. He is used to being ignored in these dreams, often a passive observerof someone else’s dreams, but the woman smiles and greets him like she is aware and unbothered by his presence.

She must see the look of confusion that passes over his face at this, as she lets out a quiet chuckle.

Before he knows it, Siron is pruning the strange plants with her falling into a soothing rhythm. The rest of the dream is a haze, like the memory of a warm blanket when you wake up on a cold winter day.

These sporadic dreams continue for some time, as time passes the locations and number of dreams vary, but the woman remains as a constant hazy memory.

Eventually when Siron's skill in magical creation is great enough, he crafts an automaton in the likeness of the woman who walks his dream.

Of course Ester knows of this, she finds a quiet humor in her tinkerer who creates in her name while thinking her nothing more than a figment of his dreams. And if she blesses his creation with a bit of her guiding magic to lead her craftsman to where he needs to be, that is between her and the stars.

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HI. HI AM I JUST MEANT TO BE NORMAL ABOUT THIS??? HI. HELLO.

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Hmmmm I think it’s another night for jack writes things TM. But this time I hit sirion and sun with the NPC happy beam. This one is sun centric but I should get a more siron one later

Sun doesn’t remember the court at all, he was much too young when they left. Mom was getting sicker and mama despite her magic is no healer and certainly not an expert in the shadow plague. So despite the pain of leaving the wintery home mama had grown up in and had hoped to raise her song bird in, they left to find someone with a cure.

They made their way to the mortal plane, both women seeking any sort of direction of who may have answers. That’s how they wound up in that small town, nowhere special but with enough connect to the lady of shadow and loss to have some hope.

It is in seeking help from this secluded circle of cleric Sun meets his first friend. A small boy who hide behind his mother’s legs (no only then 4) as she talks to the fae women. Sun waves to the boy, but Siron is little and very shy so little progress is made on making friends that day.

Shadow sickness can not be cured, it’s simple fact of life once the shadow is in your blood and bones there is no erasing that only holding it back. So the monastery became a place well known to sun, often following on the heels of his mom as she came to meet with the clerics and see what they could do, it’s during these visits when they’re both a bit older and young sun and siron finally it off, often running to the courtyard to play fight together, or too the outside garden to play pretend. Childhood friendship is a strong bond when properly forged, and while mom coming to the monastery was often a sign of a bad day sun was always happy to find joy in playing with his friend.

When they are older and sun is allowed to roam on his own, the two often meet outside of the home of Shar and even on days when mom is feeling fine. It is on one of these days, somewhere in their teens as they sit on the edge of town near the main road they meet a young Var.

Var is in town to meet the clerics of shar as they believe the clerics have an item that may help with their craft (whatever that is) and that they have the item they requested. Var a good decade older then the two, notices as their walking to the monetary the two boys watching the gun strapped to their back and the array of small weapons strapped to their belt.

After being escorted to the clerics and finishing up business, var offers to reward the boys by teaching them how to handle their prized weapon as long as they promise to not loose a toe in the process. Siron nearly breaks that promise 5 minutes in

I’m eepy this is all you get

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Does the Raven queen care about Siron at all or is he just another mortal to her?

Depens entirely on how we define care in the context, as she is the matron of death.

She watches him and does have a bit of like sympathy for him. But she is not her children, she will never bend the rules for anyone mortal or not, no matter the pain it causes her or them. this is why Shar had to keep siron fro going past limbo, because the raven mother would have halted the ritual as it is one of the highest perversions of natures natural order, as you are harnessing the blood of time to rewrite history.

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