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ivoryribcage‌: ??????

She didn’t know the lands her brother had left the jungles of Malatra for. Only that he and his companions had chosen to travel the northwestern trade route that’d been responsible for bringing their father to their mother. For some time countless letters detailing his travels and presents he thought favorable had poured into the home, but it seemed the more seasons that passed since his departure, the less often a courier with an overburdened satchel could be found requesting access to their courts. Then the last of the letters – the last of his familiar scrawl she would read in three years – came. It was such words she read again to herself in silence by the dancing light of her cantrip. 

These northern lands were not made to house the delicate constitution of a woman that had spend the better part of her childhood in warm, tropical climates. It’d been months after the fact – two and a half since she’d found herself setting foot in Neverwinter – and yet in the cold she continued to tremble like a frightened rabbit as she returned the faded letter to its sleeve. It was a lackluster comfort: the thought that soon enough she’d warm her bones. Her lantern-like orbs of light snuffed from life as she stood to maneuver a path through the gathering of the restless guardsmen. She sought in their numbers one particular individual: The Spellbreaker.

Captain Montrose’s description proved accurate. She’d spoken some of the stranger and his deeds, but tales didn’t compare to the intimidating figure the man himself cut. She hesitated as she became at once aware of how little of herself belonged here. “Spellbreaker.” Her voice when she spoke the alias was delicate, but a certain edge of weariness carried in the subtle accent of her mother. She waited for a flicker of acknowledgment. “Captain Montrose sent me. She believes I’ll be of some use tonight.” It was a price that had to be paid, but Captain Montrose was at least good for her word. “My name is Veata Aydelotte. I’ve had some basic ranger training, but I fare much better as a wizard.” 

“You’re dressed AWFULLY inappropriately for a place such as this.”

THE FIERY PIT was unpleasant even in proper armor. SCORCHING FLAMES & ash came in billows and the stones on the eastern end of the lands didn’t do much to alleviate that pressure of heat. HE HAD suspected that in his venturing out into the DWARVEN CONTROLLED lands near Gauntlegrym he would be tasked with some form of AID from outside force. Though in truth the man cared little for the favor of OTHERS. Montrose was doing her best ( as many in fight against the cult of the eternal flame were ). AND THAT VILE BITCH VANIFER only served to further frustrate his efforts to make a difference. 

HE TURNS partly, stoic expression and somewhat piercing gaze unintentionally setting a precedent for his general nature as a man. But he digresses from such thoughts as he tilts his head and blinks a few times trying to discern what kind of trouble would warrant the aid of a MAGIC USER. He wasn’t always keen on such things considering the relatively unpleasant encounters he’s generally found ( SAVE MONA, perhaps ). 

“I suspected that the numbers would grow, yes. Captain Montrose had mentioned she was hoping to recruit some new members to aid in the fight against the CULT. I tried to assure her that her worry was illspent but it seems she’s going to worry either way.”

SUCH WAS apparent in the nature of good leaders. NOT PARALYZING FEAR, but worry. Worry for the safety of their lands and the safety of their people. RHYGNAR had made himself ‘expendable’ so that fewer Neverwinter natives would be at risk but now it seemed they pulling out all STOPS if they were sending a non-native member of Protector’s Enclave into the fray.

Breathing in Starlight

#♚⇲⇱⎡ traveling with the wind at my back and my eyes facing forward ⎦( ic ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ take up arms brothers and set the lich’s stronghold ablaze in a righteous inferno ⎦( i. NEVERWINTER ) #ivoryribcage

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riverdivined‌: KINSEY?

       ‘really?’ mug held in hand, she glanced around at the warm tavern and the fire CRACKLING not too far from where the rogue was perched on a table top. it was nice to celebrate what little victories they could and she was especially willing when it meant an OPEN tab kept the drink coming. she could even find herself enjoying the bar songs that were so slurred they came out as a lengthy garble over the messy plucking of a LUTE.

         ‘i guess we’re very different people then.’ she took another SWIG before setting it aside. ‘but if there’s any time to sneak out and get something done while everyone’s… occupied, this would be it. just don’t be surprised if i can’t shoot STRAIGHT.’

HE DIDN’T much care for celebrations. Not that he couldn’t enjoy them, but with the breach hanging overhead still there was a LOT to be worried about that he simply could not ignore, and though he’s not the type to sit around and wait for the next catastrophe to show itself. THERE WAS too much to be worried about.

HE COULD respect the Inquisitor’s desire to slow down but the Spellbreaker himself COULD NOT. Her words don’t really sit well with him considering he’s not exactly SURE she’d be of much help if she was inebriated but he does his best to let that sentiment be passed POLITELY.

“I’ll be alright. I have face many terrors already. Stay, enjoy the celebration.”

#♚⇲⇱⎡ traveling with the wind at my back and my eyes facing forward ⎦( ic ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ rage against the infernal dark and scream and the angry skies above ⎦( alt. DRAGON AGE INQUISITION ) #riverdivined

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Starter call!

#♚⇲⇱⎡ oh just wishful thinking ⎦( ooc )

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@riverdivined–––––STARTER CALL ( accepting ! )

“I would prefer to focus on the task at hand.”

HE’S NOT CURT, but he’s rather brief in his sentiments. With the breach hanging over the heads of EVERYONE it was difficult for him to think about anything else. THE SPELLBREAKER seems keen to enjoy festivities, or SO people would think but as he speaks his expression remains turned away, eyes to the sky, focused in on the massive green REND that had torn open the sky above.

“Hmm...”

WORRY wells deep within him but he does his best to save face given the dire circumstances they’re all in right now.

#♚⇲⇱⎡ traveling with the wind at my back and my eyes facing forward ⎦( ic ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ rage against the infernal dark and scream and the angry skies above ⎦( alt. DRAGON AGE INQUISITION ) #riverdivined

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@roguishlydangerous–––––STARTER CALL ( accepting ! )

“These lands are rather large, and I wouldn’t say I really ADVISE wandering around picking fights with strangers you know.”

GRANTED at this point he’s far from the wisest person in the world but he’d picked more than a few helpful ‘hints’ in his travels thus far. MONAMIRA would scold him for being so blatant and forward, but he saw no purpose to subterfuge if it only served to hurt another person who as far as he was concerned, didn’t deserve it.

“It might behoove you to be a little more careful since people of foul temper can be rather unpleasant dependent upon where you are.”

#♚⇲⇱⎡ traveling with the wind at my back and my eyes facing forward ⎦( ic ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ watching the setting summer sun and bringing in the beauty of the silvery moon ⎦( iii. WESTERN HEARTLANDS ) #roguishlydangerous

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@lightcreators​–––––STARTER CALL ( accepting ! )

“This is not really a place to be taken lightly.”

HE DOESN’T put much behind his words. But Rhygnar Gallyndry was never one to put himself in the way of fear. The SPELLBREAKER was a warrior, and while he wasn’t cruel like many would suspect given his effective nature in combat, Rhyg wasn’t going to pretend like the SPELLPLAGUE was to be taken lightly, even though it was long gone. IT LINGERED EVEN NOW.

“The Spellplague is dangerous. I would hate to see the fool who dares guess otherwise.”

#♚⇲⇱⎡ traveling with the wind at my back and my eyes facing forward ⎦( ic ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ take up arms brothers and set the lich’s stronghold ablaze in a righteous inferno ⎦( i. NEVERWINTER ) #lightcreators

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@ivoryribcage–––––STARTER CALL ( accepting ! )

THE BLADE sits comfortably on his back as he draws in a quiet breath. PROTECTOR’S ENCLAVE was far from what he’d call home, but it was certainly better than this place. A PIT of fire and ash that seemed to cause suffering with each breath he drew in.

THE FIERY PIT.

Not a very creative name, but he figured it was suitable enough. And there was no doubt it suited the Cult of Eternal Flame given their APT usage of it. He was sent here to aid the forces seeking to stop the cult but as it were he hadn’t been able to pin point her yet which only served to make him FRUSTRATED more than anything. Captain Montrose must have sensed it otherwise she wouldn’t have sent him out to deal with a group of Flame Archons that had been disrupting their operations.

“Soon...”

It’s all that really helps keep him in line considering the cult was beginning to create far more difficult than necessary.

#♚⇲⇱⎡ traveling with the wind at my back and my eyes facing forward ⎦( ic ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ take up arms brothers and set the lich’s stronghold ablaze in a righteous inferno ⎦( i. NEVERWINTER ) #ivoryribcage

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Starter call!

#♚⇲⇱⎡ oh just wishful thinking ⎦( ooc )

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@helenaiism–––––STARTER CALL ( accepting ! )

“It is a difficult situation.”

THAT’S the nicest way he can explain that Valindra is threatening the entire city of Neverwinter and making every effort to destroy this place her main mission. And though he’s doing his best to be optimistic it’s quite difficult to say the least considering the situation at hand. However he’d never been good at handling situations that made him TENSE as well.

“But things will be alright.”

#♚⇲⇱⎡ traveling with the wind at my back and my eyes facing forward ⎦( ic ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ take up arms brothers and set the lich’s stronghold ablaze in a righteous inferno ⎦( i. NEVERWINTER ) #helenaiism

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@waywardsignns–––––STARTER CALL ( accepting ! )

“There won’t be much safe ground for miles.”

He’s quiet, a focused look in his eye as he stares out across the expanse before him. NEVERWINTER’S last hope rested in the people standing against Valindra’s forces. The Nashers had DESTROYED the Blacklake district from what he understood, but it was likely difficult for him to make any judgement given the state of the district now.

“It would be wise to ensure proper preparation before embarking.”

#♚⇲⇱⎡ traveling with the wind at my back and my eyes facing forward ⎦( ic ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ take up arms brothers and set the lich’s stronghold ablaze in a righteous inferno ⎦( i. NEVERWINTER ) #waywardsignns

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myricds‌: LADY SYLVANAS

@gallyndry  ———  rhygnar gallyndry.

          ❛   leave us,   ❜   she commands the attendees of her council,  though sylvanas’ gaze remains locked with that of a single member.  one hand rises to silence any objection by nathanos,  and she watches out of the corner of her eye as he joins the rest as they vacate the room.  there had been some opposition to the welcoming of the  spellbreaker  among their ranks.  new to the horde,  trust had been reluctantly given.  but sylvanas has put her faith in him,  and she can  see  the unease that seems to coil in his shoulders,  stiffening his spine.    

          ❛   you don’t approve.   ❜     a statement,  not a question.  the door has closed behind and only the warchief and her new champion remain.  she walks a slow path to the other side of the throne room,  pacing purposefully,  each step echoing throughout the hall.  plans have been set in motion,  and she will not halt their progress,  but she  will  hear his council.  turning,  one hand finds its perch on her hip,  the other outstretched as if to encourage him to end his silence,  her expression impatient.   ❛   speak,  rhygnar,  to  what  do you object ?   ❜

He’d expected something like this. She wasn’t exactly the kind to take her decisions lightly, it was a quality of a good leader that he had always respected about her. The stress upon her was unimaginable, he can understand as much BUT he was not a blind follower. HIS MIND worked of its own volition, his respect is what kept him IN LINE. And as she clears the room, her impatience evident now, he draws in a quiet breath and speaks in response to her words.

CALM AND COLLECTED as he always was, but without fear or regret of what he intends on telling her.

“Are you certain?”

He sighs quietly to himself, remaining firm in his convictions as he speaks. She’d asked his opinion and he’d be certain to give it as he speaks his mind with the best of his ability to keep the respect he’d always grant her for the things she’d done.

“I cannot speak to what this decision means to you my Lady, but are you certain this is the best course of action? I am not one to doubt your decisiveness but I fear that this might spark consequences that have not yet be foreseen. The Alliance will strike back with a fury will they not? Teldrassil is a stronghold of theirs and they will certainly demand revenge if this is seen through.”

#♚⇲⇱⎡ traveling with the wind at my back and my eyes facing forward ⎦( ic ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ revenge is sweet yet honor can only satisfy what one craves most ⎦( alt. WORLD OF WARCRAFT ) #myricds

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If you are a warrior, decency means that you are not cheating anybody at all. You are not even about to cheat anybody. There is a sense of straightforwardness and simplicity. With setting-sun vision, or vision based on cowardice, straightforwardness is always a problem. If people have some story or news to tell somebody else, first of all they are either excited or disappointed. Then they begin to figure out how to tell their news. They develop a plan, which leads them completely away from simply telling it. By the time a person hears the news, it is not news at all, but opinion. It becomes a message of some kind, rather than fresh, straightforward news. Decency is the absence of strategy. It is of utmost importance to realize that the warrior’s approach should be simple-minded sometimes, very simple and straightforward. That makes it very beautiful: you having nothing up your sleeve; therefore a sense of genuineness comes through. That is decency.

                                                                                   –––––CHÖGYAM TRUNGPA    

                                               IND HIGHLY SEL. PRI. DND OC                                                          Mastered by Joey 

#♚⇲⇱⎡ oh just wishful thinking ⎦( ooc ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ in the company of familiarity without a trace of worry ⎦( self promotion )

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#TAG DROP 3 #☩ ❖⫸⎡ take up arms brothers and set the lich’s stronghold ablaze in a righteous inferno ⎦( i. NEVERWINTER ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ rend the bonds of death and slice it through the heart; leaving no soul in unrest ⎦( ii. DRAGON COAST ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ watching the setting summer sun and bringing in the beauty of the silvery moon ⎦( iii. WESTERN HEARTLANDS ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ rage against the infernal dark and scream and the angry skies above ⎦( alt. DRAGON AGE INQUISITION ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ revenge is sweet yet honor can only satisfy what one craves most ⎦( alt. WORLD OF WARCRAFT ) #☩ ❖⫸⎡ feast your eyes upon the greatest treasures in this mighty jungle i call home ⎦( alt. ELDER SCROLLS )

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#TAG DROP 2 #♗☤✕⎡ devotion to the beings above pales in comparison to devotion to those you fight by in battle ⎦( monamira wynmire )

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#TAG DROP 1 #♚⇲⇱⎡ destined for greatness and poised for glory; the spell breaker ⎦( visage ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ oh just wishful thinking ⎦( ooc ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ traveling with the wind at my back and my eyes facing forward ⎦( ic ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ the royal guard and the most trusted allies of a skilled warrior ⎦( promotion ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ in the company of familiarity without a trace of worry ⎦( self promotion ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ piety is for the people who lack faith in anything but a higher being ⎦( interests ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ beyond the sea and the rocky shores lies the setting summer sun ⎦( aesthetic ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ a reflection is only half the man it’s made of; the rest comes from heart ⎦( character study ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ to be truthful is to be free; but to be free it is to live with fear in your heart ⎦( headcanon ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ years of war; peace; and travel have made me the man i am today ⎦( bodycanon ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ behind closed doors where only one can see you and away from a god’s prying eyes ⎦( desires ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ wishes in the deepest well beyond the sky’s might ⎦( wishlist ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ valiance is a strength of character and a touch of stubbornness ⎦( isms ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ songs of the old kings and gods who walked among us ⎦( tunes ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ i am most at home with my boots on the ground and my blade at my back ⎦( wardrobe ) #♚⇲⇱⎡ commentary is the weak man’s greatest weapon and a strong man’s folly ⎦( dash commentary )