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as·pho·del /ˈasfəˌdel/ Noun 1. An immortal flower said to grow in the Elysian fields. 2. 'My regrets follow you to the grave.' We lived long together, a life filled, if you will, with flowers. So that I was cheered when I first came to know that there were flowers also in hell.

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It isn't often that I am able to propel myself into close combat, but when I am able, I relish being able to use my sword and dagger. I have named the dagger Sycophant, because it practically seems to leech the blood away from my enemies.

My sword, however, was a gift from a dying Warden who implored of me to complete their Wyld Hunt. I was able to complete it, and I simply cannot bring myself to use another sword, or have a Mender alter the weight and balance of it.

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I'm not a model I swear. The asura tech just went off by itself.

But I've had a lot of free time--should I perhaps mention that the askbox is open and clear?

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Like many others, lately I've been traversing Southsun Cove. I enjoy the beaches quite a lot, and I've been taking several walks to enjoy the sun and surf. The food there is rather enjoyable, as well.

Otherwise, I've not been doing much--merely some reading, taking in the summer air, and enjoying my hobbies in my spare time.

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I'll do my best to explain my choice--I believe in connecting with others through understanding. Durmand, the founder of the Priory, once said that to know a culture is to understand its past. Through knowledge, I find my touchstone with other cultures.

Sylvari, after all, are a young race, and even our collective knowledge is limited--so to me, the Durmand Priory opens up the ability to seek the world out in its whole, ancient, magnificent beauty. To stand in the footsteps of once-great empires, to marvel on the creations of charr, asura, and humans...

It's breathtaking.

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Askbox is open. ❧

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I have recently come across this file in the Archives of the Durmand Priory. It does raise a few questions. Who is this MH? Who is KL? Do I bother searching them out? Do I even care enough to?

Time will only tell, I suppose...

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In my travels, I've found that there are many different types of love, and everyone has been exposed to it in one way or another, whether or not they seem tough, or the sort to be romantics, or to be emotionally affected.

The Durmand Priory tends to phrase them the best, but I will do my best to explain myself.

There is what is called 'storge', which teaches us the importance of teamwork and appreciation for our fellow sentient beings. It is perhaps the purest form of love I can witness, for love for a friend does not risk degenerating into obsession, and is nothing but sharing. After all, it is your friends you seek when you find yourself within dire straits.

There is the love that a parent has for their child, which can be strangling. My relationship with my Mother is not the best, but I still acknowledge that she probably still loves me. I respect her, in turn, even if I do not agree with her and her Dream. I know many do not even have the love of their family. In this, I am blessed--but storge, as well, extends to the bond that forms within friendships.

Your family is not just blood; you can choose your family.

There is erotic love, which is based solely on the enjoyment of others' bodies, and desire.

While some may not consider this true love, it is a form of love. Sex, and sexuality, are ways we connect to other sentient beings. It is very intimate, and it affects us to our cores. And how we approach it shapes our lives. I find it very important to respect those you share yourself with, for if you do not, you are doing both parties a disservice.

And finally, there is that which I believe you refer to, my asuran friend--Romantic love. It's a complicated topic that has troubled philosphers, poets, scientists, and normal people, for many years, many centuries. It is true, there are many problems and uncertainties to be tackled with it. Some loves are not returned, and some loves are doomed. Some are flights of fancy--and I understand people will shake their heads at 'puppy love', but that's just as important to a being's character as anything.

After all, to begin to love another, you must love and understand yourself. And to get there, you must mature. You must understand empathy, above all.

My point in all this rambling is that love touches our lives in many ways--it certainly has to mine. It need not be romantic, and some may not wish romantic love.That is fine.

But beings to beings--we need to learn to love each other. Even if sometimes it hurts. Because the perpetuation of love, and all its misgivings, all its types, and its scars...

It shapes our lives. I know it may seem uncharacteristic of me to say, but I believe that.

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I'm sure Caudecus won't mind my new design to decorate his walls.

(Askbox is open!)

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Asphodile - doodle for vainglorys-pupa :D

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It isn't really my being conscious, I just occasionally stop to wonder--if the world were peaceful, would I have use? I have no other skills than slaughter, and what I do have is still within the purview of war and battle.

I like to think myself peaceful. I meditated along with the other Soundless. But after we had been chased out of Naulshead, I simply couldn't stand by and let the Nightmare Court displace us again.

Or worse, they would cow us into joining them--fear and anger bloom white hot within the mind that dreams alone. I lost friends--good friends--to the Nightmare Court, simply because they could not stand the loneliness anymore.

So I turned to violence. I cut them down, just like how I shall help cut down the infection that plagues Tyria.

So... Why do I fight? It began with defense, but now, I think it continues with a sense of purpose. Justice, if it can be called that (though I've never been much for making things out to be noble when all it can be called is sensible).

And deep down...

I like it.

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It isn't a matter of nightmares, or dreams. I simply can't seem to get to sleep anymore. No matter how exhausted I am, I can't find myself drifting off into rest...

So often, I find myself collapsing out of exhaustion. It's not very healthy.

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I don't need voices in my head to give me a moral compass, or to know who is a blight upon the land.

I can't speak for other Soundless (as I've seen others that just try to be left alone, and others that turn to piracy or other occupations), but if it comes down to it, I will kill every last Nightmare Courtier myself.

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Actually, no. I tend to keep to myself in Divinity's Reach, though I believe I've witnessed what you speak of.

Proposals, however, are things I tend to initiate on my own time.

I'm quite proud of them.

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I have failed many, I think, but two losses haunt me. My mentor, from the Durmand Priory, and the sylvari I never knew, but never acted to save--Laxmy. What is there to say? They both died so that my companions and I could continue. I do not feel as though it is... fair that their deaths happened, but perhaps it was necessary. I like to think that they did not die in vain. It is the only thing that allows me to sleep at night. Dreams are more terrifying when you've none to share them with.

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requests from the stream! q w q I certainly drew much more than I thought I would, haha! ♥♥

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