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Two days later, one day before Uni starts
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Mom and Dad,
I am fine, you can call if you are worried. I left to go to school. I already ordered things for my dorm. Please let me do this.
Cat
#sims 4 story#sims 4#sims 4 simblr#sims legacy#ts4#ts4 story#ts4 simblr#sims 4 royals#royalsims#royal simblr#ts4 royal family#chapter 1#the eldoria royals#House Elwyne#sim: Catriona Elwyne
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you cant even commit to confirmed plans, idk why i expected you to commit to last minute plans. that ones on me.
#i was supposed to go to a party at my friends moms house tn#bet they will not answer any of my texts and their location says theyre still at home#i rly need to learn to stop having any sort of expectations bc the downward sprial everytime a plan gets canceled is extremely brutal#🦝 elwyn posting 🦝
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little doodle for @asras-starlight ❤️
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(Dis)honest Lies
Demo: TBA || About The Archivists
Age Rating: 16+
CW: Violence, death, child endangerment, child death/descriptions of child death, classism, manipulation, forced isolation/confinement (technically?), parental neglect, mild homophobia
RO-specific CWs (contains spoilers): here
The king is dead, cries the crowd of mourners that line the path towards the Royal Tombs. As you walk down behind your father's coffin, you note that there are no commoners among them. Not surprising, given they are not allowed to entire the palace grounds, though you wonder if anyone beyond these walls are mourning with you. Your father was a much-beloved king, but no one beyond the Court had ever met him - or you, for that matter, or any of your predecessors since the Curse took effect. You wonder briefly what the outside world is like - the Advisors describe it as a beautiful place of wonder and innovation, at least in the capital. Perhaps the people are holding their own ceremony out there, in honour of your father.
You turn your attention back to the procession. There will be time to ponder this later.
You have a speech to give, a coronation to attend, a kingdom to rule.
There is no place for such pointless thoughts. You were born in this palace, and in this palace will you die. You will never see the outside world.
Will you?
Play as the newly crowned monarch of Batrinoa! Bring your kingdom to new heights, or send it plummeting into chaos - the choice is yours, and yours alone. After all, you are the monarch - who would dare defy your authority?
Customize the MC Veridas (27) (name changeable); gender, appearance, personality, etc!
Be swept off your feet by five potential love interests (gender selectable) - or don't! You can be swept off your feet by friends, too. And enemies. But that might be a bad idea.
Ally with your neighbours, or start a war - Batrinoa is powerful, why not utilize your military and expand your territory?
Solve problems that arise in your nation, or make them worse - where there's money to be had, who really cares if a few peasants die?
Face crushing moral dilemmas that make you question your reality!
Find the truth behind the web of lies that surround the Court - there are many hidden secrets, and if you look in the right places, you might find them. Assuming, of course, that they don't kill you first.
And why in the name of the Divine do you keep seeing the Archivist-in-training in your dreams?! You barely even know her!
Love Interests
The Guard
Caelum/Celestine/Calytrix Hildebrand (28) is the fourth child of the Hildebrand family, your best friend and confidant, and godparent of your daughter. As children, you were inseparable, and even when C was in the army you kept in touch. Now they serve as your loyal guard - wherever you go, they will follow. It is their duty, after all; what the monarch wants, the monarch will get, nevermind how they feel about it. So long as it makes you happy, there is little they won't do to achieve it.
The Silver-Tongued Minister
Elias/Elora/Elwyn Alinac (29) is Head of the House of Alinac, one of the Four Great Families and a member of the Advisors. They are, without a doubt, the Court's most charming noble. Intelligent and quick-witted, Batrinoa's Director of Foreign Affairs is well-versed in the art of communication, especially when it pertains to getting what they want. There are flocks of men and women alike who would kill to hold E's attention for even a fraction of a second. Fortunate, then, that they only seems to have eyes for you.
The Unapproachable Advisor
Orpheus/Odette/Odilon Marchand (26) is Head of the House of Marchand, one of the Four Great Families and a member of the Advisors. O is rather unpopular with the nobility and common folk alike; their blunt speech, cold demeanour, and prickly personality make for rather unpleasant company, though none can deny their skill as Batrinoa's newest Minister of Finance. They maintain a professional distance from everyone around them, but perhaps you can close that gap - surely it must be a lonely existence, to hold everyone at arm's length as they do.
The Revolutionary
Mervyn/Maira/Maverick (27) is a commoner of Batrinoa, a tailor who lives with their mother and three siblings near the slums of the capital. Passionate and rebellious, they abhor the monarchy and how the nation is run, and everyone knows it; M is an outspoken critic of the throne, and far from the only one. As the new monarch, you are the very pinnacle of everything they despise - can you show them that you are willing to do what your predecessors would not, or will you just add fuel to the fire?
The Flirtatious Informant
Legacy (29) is the best informant in your employ (and the best assassin). They once swore loyalty to your father; now, they serve you. They're a shameless flirt, and never serious - about anything, really, not even their own life. You've asked where they came from, but you've received 14 different back stories at this point and you're not sure they're even capable of telling the truth if it doesn't pertain to their job. You wonder how Legacy ended up in this employ; surely this is not a job most would willingly choose to pursue?
Other Characters
Alix Morozov - your late spouse, the other biological parent of your daughter, and a relative of Drelix's King Vsevolod. They died three years ago, leaving you a single parent. Your marriage was for two reasons only - to end the war between your kingdoms, and to produce a precautionary heir for the Batrinoa line. Having succeeded in both, you considered them a good person and a dear friend, though there was never any love in your relationship.
Luminosa 'Lumi' Batrinoa (5) - your daughter from your marriage with Alix. Now that you are monarch, she is heir to the throne and the only other member of the Batrinoa bloodline. A lofty title that may be, though it paints a massive target on her back. You can only hope you will not need to arrange a political marriage for her.
Beau Marchand (32) - the disgraced son of the Marchand family, his reputation for debauchery and excess is known far and wide throughout the capital. You remember him vaguely, having interacted with him as a child, though you haven't seen him since he was disowned thirteen years ago. O has since restored Beau to the family, but you have yet to see him return.
Dolion (53) - the Archivist, sometimes called the Secret-Keeper. One of the Blessed, his Miracle naturally makes people rather wary of him, and his sour demeanor does nothing to help his case. At the very least, none of the Advisors seem to like him, though you're fairly certain that's more because he was born a commoner rather than a child of the nobility.
Fialova Solanaceae (20) - Dolion's successor, the current Archivist-in-training. Timid and shy, she seems to dodge you at every opportunity, though you often catch her staring as if she has something she'd like to say. There's more to her than meets the eye, but are you brave enough to seek out the skeletons in her closet?
Helianthus Solanaceae (54) - Head of the House of Solanacaea, one of the Four Great Families and a member of the Advisors. She is the supreme judge of Batrinoa's legal system and handles all legal affairs within the kingdom's borders. As your godmother, she cares greatly for your well-being. She would happily spoil Luminosa rotten if you didn't stop her in time.
Volker Hildebrand (61) - Head of the House of Hildebrand, one of the Four Great Families and a member of the Advisors. Arrogant and conceited, he takes great pride in being the Minister of War. Objectively the most powerful member of the Council, he has the nation's military at his beck and call and takes great joy in lording over the other Advisors. The Court has no great love for him, though none can deny that it was mainly thanks to him that the war with Drelix went as well as it did. Though he has little interest in anything besides battle and bloodshed, he has returned to the capital for your coronation and to assist you in acclimating to your new position.
#interactive fiction#interactive novel#if#interactive game#twine if#if wip#if game#cyoa game#cyoa#twine interactive fiction#interact if#(dis)honest lies#upcoming if#fantasy#fantasy if#ch: c hildebrand#ch: o marchand#ch: e alinac#ch: luminosa#ch: m#ch: legacy
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Xornoth was used to working long nights like this. He was quite familiar with being alone with nothing but his thoughts and his paperwork, writing into the early hours until his hand cramped and he burned enough candles to light a small house; tonight was no different. Or, well- it shouldn’t be any different- yet his brain, ever the traitor, decided to fail on him.
He sat slumped over the desk, quill in his right hand and chin in his left. Somewhere in the recesses of his mind, a voice that sounded suspiciously like Elwyn tutted at him to fix his posture, lest he start tomorrow (or today, rather) with a cramped back. He ignored their voice, turning his attention back to the text swimming in front of his eyes. He’s read and reread and then triple read this single-page document, and even now he still couldn’t grasp the topic. None of the words registered in his mind, falling on deaf ears- or rather, blind eyes in his case. The flickering of the dying candle didn’t make it easier, either, the light’s movement making it even harder to distinguish words. Somehow the moonlight was too bright for his eyes, yet too dim to illuminate the room, and he was all too aware of the hair that continued to slip from his ear into his face and each feather out of place or broken in his ruffled, unkempt wings.
Yet, he needs this done- if only so he can move on to the actually important documents that require his attention. Xornoth grumbled something to himself that even he wasn’t sure how much of were real words. Why couldn’t he focus? He was the King, dammit, and he’s letting a task as simple as reading stump him? He has more pressing matters at hand that he should desperately be attending to-
A soft knock on his door cut through his thoughts. His first instinct was to snap at whoever was on the other side before he sobered up, assuming it was probably Elwyn or someone similar coming to force him to bed. The King’s assumptions were swiftly proven wrong as the offending knocker cracked the door slightly without confirmation to open it in the first place. Any grievances he had with the mystery person died in his throat when he caught sight of the familiar tawny-blonde hair and gentle blue eyes. “Pearl?” He blurts out as the person in question slinks her way inside, gingerly clicking the door shut behind herself.
“Hey,” she spoke softly, her tone reminding Xornoth of trying to keep his horse calm, which he both appreciated and hated, “Elwyn said I could let myself in- that ok?”
He makes sure to soften his stony front before he speaks, “Of course, you’re always welcome to bother me.” Truly, she was. Pearl was always a sight for sore eyes, and delightful company at that. He rarely disliked his time spent with her, yet usually his contempt was caused by outside factors- like tonight. While his heart was screaming to curl into her arms and drift into a peaceful slumber, his brain nagged at the King to finish what was required of him. The lack of sleep didn’t help his grumpy disposition, either.
While the elf was lost in his thoughts, Pearl had noticed his disheveled appearance, complete with his tussled, tangled hair and rumpled clothes. Her voice brought him back to the present, “How long have you been up?”
Xornoth cringed in response. He already knew she wouldn’t like the answer. “What time is it?”
“Almost four!” The ruler shouted in disbelief, eyes growing wide.
“So… about twenty-two hours?” He grimaced, readying himself for her scolding.
Pearl sighed and put her head in her hand. “Xornoth, we’ve talked about this- you can’t keep yourself going forever or you’ll burn out-”
“But this is different!” he barked out, “I’m not even making excuses- Rivendell isn’t at peace anymore, my people need me to be working as much as I possibly can.”
“Not if it means givin’ up your well-being, ya dummy,” she chides, concern evident on her face. “How are you gonna keep Rivendell safe if you’re passed out in the middle of the day?”
His irritated silence urged her to continue, as she knew her words had gotten through his thick skull, “Listen, how about you go to sleep for tonight, and you can continue in the morning, yeah?” She paused. “Or- later in the morning.”
Xornoth shook his head, feathers puffing up in a clear sign of displease. “No, I can’t. I need to finish this frivolous paperwork or nothing will get done.”
The blonde scoffs, rolling her eyes and crossing the room to put a soothing hand on his shoulder. It seemed to work, as his shoulders visibly loosened. “And what’s so urgent about this ‘frivolous paperwork’?”
She must’ve struck a nerve, because his shoulders stiffened once more. “These stupid {Revelers},” the King growled, clenching his hand tightly around his quill to the point Pearl distantly worried if it would break. “They popped up recently. It started out with petty crime; robbery, vandalism- Things we wrote off as teenagers being teenagers,” he punctuated with a sweeping gesture, “But then it built up into terrorism, all politically motivated,” he sighed, placing his head in his hands to rub at his temples. “They’ve even spread to Grimland- and you know how hard it is to get through to Fwhip.”
His partner snorted at that, covering her mouth in an attempt to muffle her laughter. “Yeah, I could imagine.”
Thankfully, her reaction made his lips twitch up in a way he couldn’t help himself to. “He won’t even acknowledge they exist! Says he’s ‘got it handled’,” he paraphrased in a, frankly, horrendous impression of the Count. “He obviously fucking doesn’t but he won’t admit it- won’t even let me offer to help!” He sighed, slumping harshly against the desk. “I honestly kinda hate the guy,” he finishes with a grumble.
Pearl’s chuckles landed her with a glare. “What are you laughing about?”
She crossed her arms and smirked knowingly. “C’mon, you like him more than you want to admit,” she teased, earning a quickly hidden blush from the other. “You two get along better than you both think; you’re both hot-headed, stubborn, and grumpy; you’re practically a match made in the heavens.”
“We are moving away from this topic.”
Pearl stifled another laugh, but gave in. “Can you at least just take a break? You’re obviously not getting very far so maybe clearing your head’ll do you some good.”
Xornoth huffed. “I… suppose that’s reasonable,” he muttered.
“Great!” The elf was given no warning before he found himself being lifted into her arms in a sort of bridal carry, yelping as his face warmed. Though she was strong and he was confident she wouldn’t drop him, he clung his arms around her neck for dear life, which she would most definitely tease him about later. But for now, she just set him on the loveseat he kept in his office in case of late nights like this one, pressing a kiss to his forehead- which he did not blush about.
He tried not to lay down lest he fall asleep, but it seemed like Pearl had other plans. Plus, it’s hard to not give to the weight of a highly determined wall of muscle laying on top of you. And when did a bit of cuddling ever hurt anyone? No, having your legs tangled with someone you want to spend the rest of your life with while they’re running their hands through your hair has never made anyone sleepy before.
A soft snoring coaxed Pearl to open her eyes. Spotting the sleeping King put a fond smile on her face as she picked him up to bring to his room. She changed them both into pajamas, being careful not to wake her sleeping beauty, before tucking them both under the covers. She was thankful he had some night clothes for her due to all of their sleepovers, and she burrowed her face into his neck. Hopefully Elwyn would let them sleep in.
@deityoftherain HAPPY BIRTH!!!!
#fanfic#my fanfic#empiresfic#tales of the empires au#empires smp#empires s1#empiresshipping#pearlnoth#fighting buddies#xornoth#pearlescentmoon#santa perla
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November 1310
The Elwynes have it pretty easy - fall is winding down, but it was still warm enough for the children to run around freely without Ulric having to chase them around to try and wrestle them into cloaks - especially Kid, who has a bad habit of wandering off.
Volkivia became obsessed with one of the trees in the backyard, insisting that she could climb it. Maybe she decided this just because her father had threatened to cut it down that morning when raking its leaves - she always has to contradict him. Eldest daughter syndrome.
SHE DID IT!
However, her excitement was shortlived. Her father shouted up to her that she had chores and as you can see by the look on her face... she was not happy about having to leave her perch and go to clean the house. But, to be fair to Ulric, he had all of the farmwork to do and the house was overrun with dishes from Volkivia's birthday gathering.
If she wanted to have friends over, she had to clean up after them.
Of course, she wasn't alone. Kid seemed to always be clutching at her skirts - maybe because their mother died when he was still an infant and their father was so busy running the house, she naturally stepped up to help keep him safe and entertained.
They chatted the whole time - it's hard to believe her baby brother is five years old - and she finally let it slip that he was her favorite member of the family.
Luckily, Kid is too young to realize or point out that there are only three of them and she frequently fights with their father, so it's like winning a one horse race.
Speaking of their father, it's not all bad between them! Today, he gave Volkivia her first cooking lesson!
He told stories of her mother while he did so - she was old enough to remember her, but the memories could still be pretty fuzzy. Ulric rarely wanted to have these conversations, but he could bring himself to while cooking one of her famous porridge recipes.
(That did not call for butter, but he appreciated how excited his daughter was to learn.)
After supper, he asked if Volkivia could go and grab some water. He had just used the last of it to start on the laundry and he didn't want to stop to fetch more and it would be dark soon.
Even though she had strict instructions to be home before dark, she could resist playing in the sand just a little. She's only a child, after all!
She got back just in time, it was started to get cold - Ulric left the cooking fire on, so she ran in to warm herself up by it.
Saying a little prayer that their harvest in December would be good - it was looking a little bleak right now and it would genuinely break her heart to see all of her father's back-breaking labor go to waste.
#ts4#sims 4#the sims 4#sims 4 ultimate decades challenge#ultimate decades challenge#elwyne family#1310#windenberg#1310 windenberg#This was really quaint#I always end up zoned in on Volkivia ngl#She's a very interesting SIm#like her trait is BRAT?#but she NEVER acts like one!#Meanwhile Kid's is independent and he's always following his sister around#He's also a wanderer#But he's always wandering close to Volkivia#IDK MAN
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Lunari: Audra can make anything sound positive!
Elwyn: Okay... your house just burned down and you lost all your money in the stock market.
Audra: It's a chance to start over, fire is cleansing, and true wealth is measured by the amount of love in your life.
Elwyn: Oh, wow.
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Sheila Jackson Lee (born January 12, 1950) is a lawyer and politician who is the Representative for Texas's 18th congressional district, having served since 1995. The district includes most of central Houston. She is a member of the Democratic Party and served as an at-large member of the Houston City Council before being elected to the House. She and Representative Lloyd Doggett became co-deans of Texas's congressional delegation. She was born in Queens. Her parents were immigrants from Jamaica. She graduated from Jamaica High School in Queens. She earned a BA in political science from Yale University and a JD from the University of Virginia School of Law. She is a member of the Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority. She moved to Houston after her husband, Elwyn Lee, took a job at the University of Houston. Her husband is now Vice Chancellor and Vice President for Student Affairs of the University of Houston System and the University of Houston, respectively. They have two children. She made three attempts at local judgeships before becoming a Houston municipal judge from 1987 to 1990. In 1989, she won the at-large position for a seat on the Houston City Council, serving until On the city council, she helped pass a safety ordinance that required parents to keep their guns away from children. She worked for expanded summer hours at city parks and recreation centers as a way to combat gang violence. She is a member of The Links. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence #alphakappaalpha #thelinks https://www.instagram.com/p/CnUgFFVLuIC/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Meet the ELOFSSON family
In the wake of the year 1300, Stigr Elofsson settled his family in a tiny farm in England, with hopes that his children's future would be brighter here then in their viking hometown.
Stigr was confident that the 200$ they had left after buying the "Cottage Am See" farm would be enough to thrive. Several wild plants had caught his eye on their way to the farm ; he would harvest them to start his own crops at home and to feed their newly bought cattle. Soon enough they would be able to make money off of their own produce.
Little did he know that life in Windenburg was not as easy as he had imagined.
For one, it seemed the previous landlord had failed to mention how high King Henry Sudor set his taxes, and how regularly the local tax collector would come and harass them.
On top of that, the Elofssons would have to face life's other obstacle : society.
Stigr's son and only heir, Aki, would soon be turning 16, and Stigr was overdue to meet up with local families to secure him a marriage.
All the while, him and his wife Edrea were trying for another son and praying the gods for good health. Most of their years had passed already, but they still had much to do : wed off both daughters and properly educate Aki before he would take Stigr's place as the man of the house.
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Male of Norse origin, Stigr loves the outdoor, is hot-deaded and self-assured.
1271 : born to the Elofsson family
1287 (16yo) : wed Edrea in an arranged marriage
1287 (16yo) : had his first son, Aki
1294 (23yo) : had his first daughter, Frigg
1298 (27yo) : had his second daughter, Solfrid
1300 (29yo) : moved to England with his wife and three children
Female of Norse origin, Edrea is hot-headed, neat and jealous.
1271 : born to the Elwyne family
1287 (16yo) : wed Stigr Elofsson in an arranged marriage
1287 (16yo) : had her first son, Aki
1294 (23yo) : had her first daughter, Frigg
1298 (27yo) : had her second daughter, Solfrid
1300 (29yo) : followed Stigr to England with their three children
Male of Norse origin, Aki is proper and a goofball. He is the heir of the Elofsson family.
1287 : born to Stigr and Edrea Elofsson
1300 (13yo) : followed Stigr to England with his mother and sisters
Frigg : female of Norse origin, she is squeamish.
1294 : born to Stigr and Edrea Elofsson
1300 (13yo) : followed Stigr to England with her mother and siblings
Solfrid : female of Norse origin, she is silly.
1298 : born to Stigr and Edrea Elofsson
1300 (1,5yo) : followed Stigr to England with her mother and siblings
Names chosen from Reedsy (old Norse) :
Elofsson = son of the heir
Edrea = ? (did not write it down and I forgot 😖)
Stigr = path
Aki = ancestor
Frigg = beloved
Solfrid = sun, beautiful
Poses :
Family photo = @katverse Family Portrait Pose
Stigr's & Aki's photos = @exzentra Gentleman Poses
Edrea photo = @katverse Pose Pack 12
Frigg + Solfrid's photo = @katverse Siblings Pose Pack
CAS :
I do not create my own sims, they’re all modified sims from the gallery
Stigr = @nightlioness 's "Viking", Snowy Escape hair, Cottage Living beard, Outdoor Retreat outfit
Edrea = ID: LoreGalore 's "So Peculiar" Discover University hair, @historicalsimslife hat and dress
Aki = made in CAS with parents’s genetics, Snowy Escape hair, Outdoor Retreat outfit
Frigg = made in CAS with parents’s genetics, Snowy Escape hair, @historicalsimslife dress
Solfrid = made in CAS with parents’s genetics, Cottage Living hair, @historicalsimslife dress
#the sims 4#simblr#ts4#sims 4#sims 4 challenge#ultimate decades challenge#decades challenge#lord and lady challenge#elofsson family#stigr elofsson#edrea elofsson#aki elofsson#frigg elofsson#solfrid elofsson#elofsson gen 0#elofsson gen 1#gen 0#gen 1#1300#1300s#elofsson 1300#wcif friendly
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Outside of Vivo, the hottest resturant in Eldoria, Crown Princess Catriona left her 18th birthday dinner after an argument ensued. According to restaurant staff, the Crown Princess and the Queen were seen in a heated argument over the Princess' plans to attend the University of Eldoria. The Queen, per restaurant staff, was unhappy with the idea of the Crown Princess having a regular college experience. The University term starts in a few days. We shall see where this takes our young Crown Princess. (Eldoria Gossip, page 20)
#sims 4 story#sims 4#sims 4 simblr#sims legacy#ts4#ts4 story#ts4 simblr#sims 4 royals#royalsims#royal simblr#ts4 royal family#chapter 1#the eldoria royals#House Elwyne#Eldoria Gossip#sim: Catriona Elwyne
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getting 👏🏻 a 👏🏻 busted 👏🏻 lip 👏🏻 is 👏🏻 foreplay 👏🏻
#no i will not be elaborating#(is lying <-)#rough housing and generalized horseplay that goes to far and results in injury#the first time that i met one of my exs we sparred w baseball bats and i broke his knuckle#that the only fond memory from that relationship unfortunately but my point still stands#🦝 elwyn posting 🦝
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𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘!
Oc list:
Nightglitch - Main oc - bisexual
Aurelius - Transformers, Owl House - gay/trans
Ezra - Main oc - bisexual
Theoden - Owl House - gay
Vesper - Owl House - straight - demisexual
Bullet - Transformers - gay
Elwyn - Owl House - straight
Jeht - The Dark Crystal - bisexual/trans
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LOCATION: The Elywn House
MUSE: Edward Elwyn
STATUS: Closed | @dcrkpictures
Ed stands before the stove, staring at the boiling pot. It is absolutely filled with random vegetables. And some hams and sausages. Ed doesn't actually understand cooking, or flavor, or food. He taught himself human things like, nutrition and balanced meals but the rest have been pushed to the periphery. So his 'cooking' usually involves stewing and grilling ingredients. But do they taste good? No, absolutely not.
Once the ingredients are cooked, Ed just turns off the heat and grabs the boiling pot with bare hands. He brings it to the table and calls for Owen, "kid, dinner's ready." There are pieces of toasts on the table, and salt and pepper shakers for Owen. The kid always adds those to his taste. As they get seated, Ed scoops the 'stew' into a bowl and slides it over to Owen. "Anything new with you?" He asks as per usual, trying to have a conversation. He then shares his own updates, "we had a thief in the garden. I took care of it, though."
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Take this guilt, I'm sure you'll never grasp it.
Charles felt as if time itself wasn't real.
"First, I'm gonna kill your friend. Then, I'm coming after you."
The crackling energy flew from their fingertips as they growled, "First, we're gonna kill you. Then, we're gonna kill your friends. Eldritch Blast!" His heart pounded within his chest as he watched as the green lightening ball struck the bandit captain's head, exploding moments after impact. He felt a particular satisfaction with this death. How fucking dare he try to kill Warren? Twice?
They shuddered at the memory, placing the knife in their hand down. Charles had been in the middle of working on something, mementos, for his new party members. Quartzara, Scott, Warren, and Zendresi had all accepted his invitation to stay at his house. He only had three rooms, so it was tight, but he didn't want to leave them out to dry, especially since it seemed like they truly all had each others backs.
He put his hand to his chest, uncomfortable at the sensation. It had been a long time since he'd met anyone he considered a true ally, let alone a friend, and suddenly he felt as if he had three. Of course he respected Scott, Elwyn, and Rhicca, they were proving to be pretty good battle partners, but they hadn't really had a chance to get to know the others as they had with the previous three.
Charles looked down at the knife in his hands and sighed. What was he doing? Getting attached? It had been what, a month? At the most since he'd met these people? He couldn't tell whether he thought he was pathetic or not.
Placing the carving down and running a hand through their hair, they sat back in their chair, staring down at the small fire they'd lit in the fireplace. He had never really had friends. Not until William. Maybe that was why he felt uncomfortable with the sensation in his chest and the panic he felt when he saw Warren on the floor, blood gurgling out of his mouth as he was stabbed not once, but twice by that asshole.
...Maybe he was scared of getting attached and having someone ripped out of his life again. He put his knife next to his carving on the table and then put his head in his hands, sighing.
"Charles, what are you doing..." His fingers grasped the gold ring on their left finger. "Will, I don't know what to do," he mused aloud.
"I'm not... I've never been good with people. Not really - I can lie myself out of almost any situation, persuade someone into thinking I'm their best friend, but I don't know what to do with people I actually might care about. I wish you were here. You would know what to do," he stopped, raising his head and staring back into the fire before continuing, "I guess I just miss you." After a few moments of silence, he reached back toward the knife and carving and began crafting again.
A week had past since the party's last fight and they had claimed their reward from Lord Varian. Charles had also finished creating his mementos for Quartzara, Warren, and Zendressi. He crafted another worm for Quartzara (He really had no idea why the worm carving came to life... again...) but it seemed happy to crawl into Quartzara's hand.
For Warren, he'd made a small potion bottle that had his family crest on it: a butterfly. He didn't tell the man that. He'd just said, "This is from my hometown." He wanted someone else to have a part of his history, even if they themselves weren't aware of it.
Lastly, he'd carved a slug-like creature for Zendresi, modeling it after the figures his father used to make for him. Again, he wanted to share his family's memory in someway... even if he wasn't ready to share information regarding his past. He knew he enjoyed their presence, but he still felt too guarded to share anything other than that his family had died.
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Easter Sunday, 1311
Despite the smell of smoke still in the air and the fear of continued raids from Henford on Bagley, it is Easter in the Elwyne household and Ulric is determined to give his children a good holiday and keep them distracted.
Volkivia was terrified that the raiders would come to their village next. No amount of closing shutters and keeping the children inside could totally shelter them from what was going on. Hopefully a good holiday would be just what is needed!
All of the peasants went to the First Church of Windenberg.... That was burned down in the raids and the nearest church outside of that was a long way away. The clergy, knowing this, had set up a makeshift church with tents. Reassuring the public that the Watcher knows no building and something would be rebuilt for them soon enough.
That being said, Easter is too important of a church day to miss. So Ulric dressed his children and brought them to the tent-church, forcing a smile on his face even as his daughter dragged her feet.
Even though they didn't have enough for a feast like a noble or royal house might, Ulric and Volkivia rolled up their sleeves and started making an Easter meal.
Baked Mushrooms might not seem like a delicacy to most, but to this family? It is a delight. There even is some cheese sprinkled on top which made both of the kids scream in excitement! Especially after the fasting of Lent, they're excited to eat to their hearts' content.
It was Volkivia's idea to not wait until suppertime to eat the meal. It looked too good and she couldn't wait one minute longer. Ulric was not about to dash his children's spirits, this is the first time he'd seen them smiling and without fear in their eyes in days.
Then it's time for the festivities! Even though they would have loved to have Olive, Camilla, and Ylving over... It wasn't safe enough. So they had a party at home with just the three of them!
Volkivia got her hands on a (time period inappropriate) horn, Kid amused himself with his toys (he likes to chew on the sheep - like a little wolf should), and Ulric had bought himself a lute the week before specifically for the Easter celebrations. He was surprised by how quickly he picked it up.
Of course, no Easter celebrations are complete without drinking! And Ulric never misses an excuse to down some sort of alcohol.
On the bright side, the drink gave him the courage he needed to actually show affection towards his children. He loves them, despite those difficult feelings he harbors, and he wants them to know that.
Volkivia isn't used to her dad being so... loving? He rarely hugs her. That, of course, makes her rush over to her little brother and spread the love to him as well.
A fine way to end Easter - after all, what does the Watcher want from Her children more than to love one another?
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Session 4
Bandit Captain hits Warren Peace - Warren Peace goes down (no health)
Rhicca casts ice knife - it misses. Elwyn attacks E, Quartzara blocks attack from A, F tries to hit Quartzara and misses kek, B attacks Elywn, Scott attacks bandit captain, CHARLES MISSES AGAIN JESUS CHRIST, Elwyn attacked by F, Bandit Captain attacks Warren :(, Rhicca casts healing word on warren, Elwyn kills E, everyone is attacking Elwyn :( Charles made bandit captain head explode slay, ‘
After a week the rhicca and elwyn come back to the middle of the square. Scott, zendressi, quartzara and warren stayed in Charles’ house. They were woken in the night by a loud thunderous sound as a fire bolt crashed down into the middle of town.
Rhicca (20), Guard C, Scott (19), Black Spider A, Quartzara (17), Black Spider Captain G, Black Spider Member B, Charles (12), Elwyn (12), Warren (9), Zendressi (8) | OKKKKKKKKKKK evil mage 1?
Terrorists are once again attacking the city rip to us.
Battle is won by party - Charles uses thorn whip to stop evil mage from leaving and he tells party not to let him escape. Elwyn shoots his leg off to stop him from escaping. Quartzara casts charm person on evil mage, evil mage says cult of khamus is black spider. removes his amulet and turns over spider symbol - the symbol on the back is zalrika’s symbol
party meets piper down - extremely famous performer. piper down tells bugbears about party to deflect them away from him.
Charles has 2 inspiration points
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