forum Ig I could start a random RP for those of us who've lost important RP characters

Started November 06, 2021 by Deleted user

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Sam: Notices his fiddling Do you mind me asking what the meaning of that amulet is?

De Tearion: Visibly flinches, then takes a deep breath. ‘Tis… It was… my sister’s. She forged the pendant from the ashes of our mother, a common deed among Goliathans, a way to remember those who have ceased. Agatha gave it to me… takes another deep breath … as she died in my arms. A few black tears appeared, sliding down his cheeks.

Sam: Stunned Oh… Looks like she wants to hug De Tearion, but isn't sure he'd like that

De Tearion: Takes several deep breaths, but is still a bit shaky. ‘Tis the only physical reminder I have of her. Goes quiet as he stares into oblivion with sorrowful eyes.

Sam: Walks up to De Tearion, hesitantly, and hugs him

De Tearion: Flinches and stiffens, surprised by the hug. He seems a bit lost on how to react.

Sam: Feels him flinch but continues to hug him, less awkward now

De Tearion: Doesn’t move for a moment, then disappears in a cloud of black smoke. He reappears nearby, looking around as if searching for something. He chirps a particular sound, repeating it over and over for a moment, then sighs shakily and leans against a tree. He seems to avoid looking at Sam.

Sam: What's wrong?

De Tearion: Shakes his head. Mileena be here not. She be the only one I have known that truly comforts me. Few have ever offered me such thing, particularly truthfully. Still doesn’t look at Sam.

Sam: Ah… that seems sad… not you, just that nobodies ever offered you comfort truthfully.

De Tearion: Doesn’t reply, staring at the ground melancholically.

Sam: Frowns, then sits down where she is, deciding to wait as long as is needed before De Tearion talks

De Tearion: A long while passes, then he looks at Sam. Why linger?

Sam: She sighs Explanations. Words. Something. Then she's quiet again, waiting

De Tearion: Snorts in amusement, then sighs, sliding down the tree to sit on the ground. Out of boredom, he digs one of his feet into the dirt, messing around with the soil and leaves. What be this Clan of yours? Purpose, temperament, matters not. I have no knowledge of it whatsoever.

Sam: Clan Argentum is… unique… in that, we don't have a particular temperament or purpose. We are the gatherers, the ones who accept the strays and lost. We are led by the King, King Argentum Silver Blood, who witnessed the Ripping Asunder of the Courts, as I said earlier. He is not married, nor does he have heirs, as that is not the way we in the Courts of Mist choose our rulers. Instead, we have selected impartial sorcerers to enchant a system into place that cannot be beaten, because the only ones who know the Fae minds are the Fae themselves. Anyways, King Argentum is our King, and we respect him. All matters, big or small, are heard and dealt with fairly.

De Tearion: Chuckles. If only I had met you twenty years ago. Yet, currently, I still believe I would fit not well. Shrugs. I know not. ‘Tis truthfully bewildering to meet creatures that exist outside of my homeland.

Sam: You'll fit perfectly well, De Tearion. We both know it, even if you choose not to outwardly believe it.

De Tearion: Raises an eyebrow. I know not. This be a situation that I rarely deal with, primarily in regard to my extreme lack of knowledge of Fae. I learned in my youth that walking blindly into a situation will most likely end with your death, and thus I learn as much as I can prior to entering any situation.

Sam: In this case, you were dragged into the situation with no knowledge anyways.

De Tearion: Looks at Sam. True. Looks around, admiring the trees for a moment. Shall we?

Sam: Shall we what? Head off to the Court of Mists to meet Clan Argentum?

De Tearion: Chuckles. Aye, unless you wish to wander through this forest for a while. It matters not to me.

Sam: Sorts I'm fine with either. Honestly, I'd prefer wandering here, because I left there recently. It was too noisy… anyways, I'm content to just stay here for now, unless you really want to meet the rest of the Clan.