#~rp thread

[thethreefaes]

The days and weeks after the Shadowlurks and Dullahan calmed and flowed easily into one another. Berk returned to its normal chaos and even the fae residence found their rhythm again.

Kiara continued traveling from clan to clan, now with Finn as a guard and Howell. The ice fae compromising with her family to keep them happy she was protected. She’d admit the company was nice as well. Though her diplomatic work did take her away from Berk at times.

Rose continued in the forge. In her words, annoying Gobber. The fire fae enjoyed crafting and fixing anything and everything. Surprisingly, she got use to having the house to herself a lot. Flying with Brig and assisting with trainings.

And Lyra? Lyra was never seen without a smile. Her circle moved to the garden in front of her and Ash’s home. The two bonded spent their days apart as they worked. Ash on the ocean catching fish or assisting in trades, and Lyra taking on more and more as a healer.

Today Lyra had time to walk with Hiccup. Ash wouldn’t return until sunset so she took advantage to relax with her brother. The two chatting and joking about their day.

Except Lyra had a pretty big disadvantage in Berk. She was short. And thus easily looked over by the bigger Vikings. So as the siblings walked together she was bumped a few times. Until finally one Viking in a rush all but knocked her over and into Hiccup.

“Ouch. Today is not my day.” She grumbled, rubbing her arm.

“Watch it!” The Viking snapped at her as he regained his footing much quicker than her.

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Starter for @the-convict-of-blood

The Veil was still a mystery to Lyra. She shouldn’t even be there. Dirty blood wasn’t permitted. But that didn’t stop the young fae from exploring. As long as no other fae saw her she was fine.

Lyra found her way to a dark forest to hide in for a bit. Random items scattered the forest floor. Lost items from other realms. Items others forgot about or left to rot.

Lyra was enjoying her exploration when a sound pulled her attention. Her feathers fluffed up at the sound of static over a radio. It gave her goosebumps. Searching for the sound she started to hear… a voice?

Finally she found a small square radio at the base of a large tree. Picking it up hesitantly she listened again before quietly calling into the speaker.

“Hello?”

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Starter @dragonmasterhiccup

After the celebration it was back to work. With the attack on Storehouse island fresh in their minds, Kiara and Rose offered their assistance to Hiccup. They volunteered to join him on a recon flight to the island and set up camps for the future guards.

Kiara tasked Howell with stay guard of their home. The ice fae flying on the back of Brig with Rose instead. Rose was excited to get off Berk and do something. The young woman had been a bit mopey since Lyra left and this would be a good distraction.

Kia had a notebook and a few supplies with her. She’d check the stores and craft a few wards that would alert them if any crossed their territory.

“I am embarassed it took this happening for me to think of wards. I circled our whole territory and left this hole for attacks.” Kiara was disappointed in herself. Humans- no. Any kind of enemy would be cruel to attack food stores.

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Closed starter for @dr-rylandgrace

The one thing Lyra knew about magic was it was unpredictable. You could practice and do something a million times, but there was always a chance of something going wrong. And with how often Lyra shadow stepped to get out of trouble, it was only a matter of time.

Exploring the Veil was dangerous for a half fae. Most beings there didn’t take kindly to the mixed blood. Lyra had been exploring the celestial when she got caught. Her instincts kicked in and she fell through the shadows….

Only to land on a beach. She looked around confused. Lyra could feel something wasn’t right. Her wings drooped as exhaustion pulled at her. Even if it felt off here, the sand was warm and the waves were nice. The magic drain caught up with her and the fae laid down. It didn’t feel dangerous. Maybe a nap would do her good?

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Kiara hung the bloodvine in the kitchen for it to dry. Four long strands were all she was able to find in the snowy mountains. The rich dark red vine was easy to find once she was on the right area. But that wasn’t the only thing she found.

The fae returned to the living area. On the chair a bundle of blankets warmed by the fire. And amongst those blankets was the ice fae’s newest problem. She had no idea what to do with it. Kiara had no clue about these things!

…But Hiccup did. Realizing the chief would be the best to deal with this, Kiara picked the bundle up and headed out into Berk. Finding Hiccup was much easier now. Reaching out with her magic she could sense his signature. Luck was on her side, instead of the forge it seemed Hiccup was at his home. Knocking on his door, she adjusted the heavy bundle.

“Hiccup? I need your assistance with something.” The blankets shifted in her arms and the fae struggled to hold them.

~ @dragonmasterhiccup

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Closed Starter @dragonmasterhiccup

Lyra hadn’t meant it. Truly she didn’t. The fae was still bright red from the morning’s events. Astrid had been helping her get ready for the wedding these past few days. So it wasn’t odd that they were walking together.

What had been odd was Snotlout jokingly elbowing Astrid and Lyra snapping at him. The two had patched things up after she slapped him. But Snot had yelped and ducked away from the woman.

“Don’t hit me again! You’re the nice one!”

That was enough for Astrid and Lyra to look at each other in shock and disbelief. The two leaving a very confused Snotlout to go see Gothi.

And now? Now Lyra is crafting some potions in preparation of Astrid’s morning sickness while her cheeks burn from almost hitting Snot again. The fae left Astrid to tell Hiccup the good news and got to work.

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Starter for @dragonmasterhiccup

For once, Rose thought before acting. During her usual rounds she spotted a ship with unfamiliar sails. Flying Brig closer she could see the island the ship was going to, it looked like a temporary settlement. Two other ships docked already.

Then the fae saw them. Cages. Cages filled with dragons. Every fiber of her being told her to attack. To do something. But the logical part took stock in the amount of hunters and realized that was a bad idea.

Reluctantly she and Brig turned around and headed for Berk. She’d report to her Chief first.

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“Hey Chief!” Rose ran over to her brother. She wore sections of her dragon rider armor he and her had been working on.

“Got a sec? We gotta bit of a problem.” She explained what she saw. Estimated the amount of men she saw and cages.

“Not sure if ya wanna keep this quiet and do a stealth mission. Or if ya wanna have some fun and go in fightin.” Rose chuckled and… honestly with the fae either option sounded fun.