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elcreanrambles · 2 years

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Solarkin

Race Name Solarkin

Patron Celestial Elustris

Notable features - Horizontally pointed ears that can reflect their emotions (droopy when sad, pointed up when surprised or happy, twitching when excited). - Golden toned skin that emits a slight glow, can dimly light up small spacer. - An overall shorter than average height range. - Hair colours range from white to a medium brown, the closer they are to Elustris's day, the brighter their hair. -- Elustris - White -- Elenta - Blonde -- Eliru - Dark Blonde -- Elarus - Ginger -- Elorae - Light Brown -- Elzaire - Medium Brown

- Solarkin have yellow eyes. This is only different if they're a halfling, where their eyes will take on their other parent's eye colour with a yellowish tint.

Culture Solarkin pride themselves in being the oldest race and worship Elustris as their patron. Solarkin can be found all over the Elcrean map, but their villages are almost always set up on small islands isolated from any others and as a result are a rare sight in cities where other predominant races are often seen. Their way of life is simple but self sufficient. Everyone in a Solarkin village will play a part in making sure everyone is taken care of. As a result, they barely rely on trade to get by and often shun any contact with outsiders. When a non Solarkin is in a Solarkin village, they're either a halfling or born on Elustris's day, otherwise they'll be turned away. The Solarkin's culture is deeply rooted in their faith, every village will have a shrine dedicated to Elustris somewhere around the centre where the village will gather at the sun's unshrouding each day to pray.

Magic and blessings - When it comes to magic overall, a Solarkin's aptitude is second only to a Mage's, especially when born on Eliru's day. Due to their isolationist nature and the Solarkin's disposition to Eliru as a whole, there has never been a pure Solarkin Mage recorded in history. - The Solarkin's bioluminescence is often considered a blessing, although no Solarkin has ever been born without it. - Most Solarkin can conjure small but powerful floating orbs of light called sparks, buildings in Solarkin villages are often lit with them. - Some Solarkin can imbue their weapons with light, ones who can do this are often selected to become guards for their villages. - Most Solarkin can conjure beams of light out from their hands, this can be used as a battle tactic, but can also be used to start fires on kindling! This is also found in others born on Elustris's day, although at a lower rate.

#solarkin #elcrea worldbuilding #elcrea races

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fictionkinfessions · 3 years

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not to get sappy late at night, but i would just like to wish all the homestuck kins out there a very merry christmas. daves, thank you for being the creator of the kringlefucker that always blesses my dashboard every holiday season. roxys and other dirks, i know christmas probably wasn't something you grew up with, but i hope once everything settled down post-game, everyone showed you what the holiday season was about. trolls, i don't remember if you guys celebrated an alternian version of christmas or not, but either way, i hope the kids of your timelines were able to show you what the human holiday is like. just everyone in general, every iteration of all the homestuck characters out there, i hope your christmas is nice, both in this life and in your memories of past ones. and to everyone who just didn’t/doesn’t celebrate the holiday, well i hope your day is good and may you come into some nice memories to look back on soon. -dirk (#solarkins)

#fictionkinfessions #fictionkin #solarkins #dirkstridekrin #homestuckkin #christmas cw #holidays cw #mod party cat!

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pining-earth-goddess · 4 years

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#old soul #ancient soul #deitykin #goddesskin #fallenangelkin #solarkin

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yetanotherkinaesthetic · 6 years

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For a sundrop, with mildly flirty quotes and themes of orange, yellow, and red!

~Mod Asteroid

(@vin-de-cerise)

#sun kin #sunkin #sundrop kin #solar kin #solarkin #;;completed requests #;;mod asteroid #;;aesthetic #vin-de-cerise

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elcreanrambles · 2 years

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Happy AU character 'head'canons that are just canon bc im the author hehe

Mono would use her free time to help out at the blacksmith's and run errands for Herrin and Hael to earn some extra money when she wasn't being dragged around by Alexandros. She'd probably still be very close with the blacksmiths, they're like her second family. Because she doesn't have Elzaire eyes, she was actually pretty popular during her trainee days since she's overall a pretty cheerful and agreeable girl.

Reno would probably enlist too. He'd still be pretty skilled in battle and used to top the trainee scoreboard back in his day. When he takes a job, he only picks the ones that'd have him helping out in the slums or poorer parts of Elaetria. Pretty good guy all around, if not a little awkward socially. The fact that he's a Solarkin makes him fairly popular around Elaetria too, but he probably doesn't like the amount of attention he gets. Alexandros's family actually accepts him and never moved to Cyithrel. He took his time to socialise with the other nobles through parties and balls instead of being a recluse so he's a lot less socially stunted. He met Mono through Daklarel and instantly became smitten with her, he put in a special request to Valore for a bodyguard and specifically asked for her. Definitely still a bookworm. Doesn't have his freaky Elzaire's Greater Creation powers because the stuff with his uncle, the previous shadow mage's brother, never happened. Loses all his sociopathic shit and is generally just a booksmart, cool guy.

Daklarel's family moved to Elaetria with Mono and Reno's family, originally his parents' idea. Since his family is still alive, he doesn't have any grudges against Mono, so they stayed friends all the way through, instead they have a lighthearted-prodding-to-show-affection friendship dynamic. He met Alexandros through the noble parties and became friends with him since they were close in age. He's still pretty popular and still enlisted in Valore's brigade with the Wyndern siblings, so he's still got a crush on Lando. They end up being boyfriends since he doesn't have his fear of losing everyone he loves.

#elcrea happy au #mono wyndern #reno wyndern #alexandros eldothiel #daklarel cyren #character rambles

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elcreanrambles · 2 years

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Short story about how Mono met Alexandros! This happened when Mono was around 8 and Alexandros was around 9!

Mono was carrying out some deliveries to the barracks for her adoptive father when she had spotted a group of blonde boys huddled around an alleyway entrance, laughing. She didn't think too much of it at first, from how close she was to the castle, Mono figured it was a group of noble and well to do teens playing around with some poor animal. Nothing she cared about enough to interfere with. The wagon she was hauling was full of weapons and heavy and the sooner she got to go home and relax, the better. It was only when she had pulled it for a few more steps did she look back and see not an animal peeking out from between their legs, but another boy sitting on the floor.

She tilted her head to get a better look at what was going on and came to a stop so the clattering of steel wouldn't impair her hearing. It was obvious now that this was a case of bullying. Mono sighed, she felt pity, but knew there wasn't much she could do about it. Still, she had already stopped and the sun was still high.

"Hey!" she called out against her better judgement. She hoped that with her smaller than average height for her age, they would just see her as an inquisitive kid, making sure she adjusted her posture to seem as innocent as possible with her hands behind her back. "What are you doing?"

The boys stopped laughing and turned around, looking at each other.

"Do you know who this kid is?"

"No, do you?"

"Wait, look at her eyes!"

"Gross, she must be one of those Elzaire cultists. Let's go before she curses us."

She knew people found her disturbing and had mostly gotten used to it, but it still made her a little upset. The group of boys quickly filtered out, but not before a few each delivered a kick to the dark haired boy on the floor, tittering to each other at his yelps as they did. Mono watched them disappear around the street before walking to his side.

"Are you okay?" she asked, kneeling down to get to his eye level. Hopefully he wouldn't be freaked out by her eyes like the others were. "I um... I know a nice doctor if you need him..."

"Yeah, I'm fine..." he said, raising himself to a crouch and gathering up a few books that were scattered around him. Once they were securely in his arms, he stood up fully and looked own at her. "Oh! You're a Solarkin! That's rare, are you visiting?"

Mono tilted her head. That wasn't the usual reaction she got. "Visiting? I live here."

A small interested 'hmm' came out of him as he nodded. "That's cool. You're interesting, then. I've never heard of a Solarkin that lives outside of their village, or one that worships Elzaire either, let alone one that's seen him. What did he look like? Did he speak to you? What did he say?"

"Well, you seem awfully fine after all of that." Mono noted, sighing as she got back up to her feet. She should have just let those boys continue kicking him. "I've got some work to do. Whatever you did to annoy them, don't do it again."

'Like what you're doing to me right now...' she thought to herself as she started to walk back towards her wagon.

"Oh, no. Those were my cousins." he told her, limping by her side, his books clutched to his chest. "I'm Alexandros!"

"Your cousins were kicking you?" asked Mono, pursing her lips, getting used to the weight of the wagon once more.

"Well..." He sighed, tapping his shoe against the cobbled pathway. They were nice shoes, Mono noticed. Now that she was looking at him, his clothes were nice too. A little dirty from when he had been on the ground, but nice. "They don't really like me, none of my family really do. Hey, what's your name? I told you mine but you didn't tell me yours! Where are you going with that wagon?"

"You must have asked them one too many questions..." Mono vocalised her thoughts from earlier, but immediately felt bad for doing so. She looked at Alexandros who had now stopped walking and was frowning at the ground. His knuckles were white.

She sighed, let down the wagon again and turned to face him. "I'm sorry... I'm Mono. I'm taking these to the barracks for the soldiers."

Alexandros immediately perked up and jogged back to her side. "Really? That's cool! Mono's a cool name too! Do you work for the person who made these?"

"I live with him, he's my dad." Mono let out a grunt as she pulled the wagon. "Well, kind of. Not my real one. I'm just helping him out."

"Oh! Wait!" Alexandros put a hand on her shoulder to stop her.

"Huh? What?" Mono asked, looking at him. She had already stopped enough. He motioned for her to put down the wagon. Sighing, she complied. "So?"

Mono watched as he did... something with his hands. She wasn't sure what, but it was kind of mesmerising. As he moved them more and more, a grey aura began to form around them. Once he seemed to be satisfied, he pushed his hands out towards the wagon. The aura left his hands and rushed to gather around the wagon, giving it a wavy, translucent grey outline. Mono reached out to touch it, it felt cold and tickly.

"Watch this!" he said, grinning, beckoning to it as he walked. To Mono's surprise, it followed him. Alexandros didn't even look to be straining himself.

"Whoa! Can you teach me how to do that?" she asked, amazed.

"I um... I don't think I can..." he let out a laugh. "It's shadow magic!"

"Oh! You're an apprentice? I wonder if your teacher comes to our shop! But they usually bring their students..." she thought out loud. "Still! Why not?"

"That's not quite right..." Alexandros paused for a few seconds, he looked like he was thinking over something. He tilted his head side to side before finally performing a grand gesture with his arms, "I'm the Shadow Mage!"

Mono froze in her tracks. "Shadow Mage?!" she exclaimed. She had been so rude to him too... She prayed that she hadn't incurred Elarus's wrath. He was THE Shadow Mage and he yet he had called her rare... It was funny when she thought about it.

"That's me! Alexandros Eldothiel the Shadow Mage!" Alexandros giggled, smiling back at her.

Mono was sure her soul had left her body. He was a born noble and a Mage... If anyone had heard how she was speaking to him she would have surely been executed where she stood. She made sure to walk a few steps behind him now that she knew. "But... Wait... You're a Mage and those boys were bullying you?"

He looked back at her and slowed down until he was walking by her side. "My family are... Well, they've had Light Mages as far as they go, and then I was born. They say I've ruined the family line..."

"Oh..." Mono sighed. "I guess I get it. Your family doesn't like you, my village didn't like me. They thought I was a bad omen..."

Alexandros frowned at her. "Why?"

Mono shrugged. "Born on the shattering day."

"Is that why you left? Did you run away?" he asked.

"No..." she couldn't look at him as he asked that, she started to remember her village and what had happened. Alexandros seemed to get the idea and didn't push her any further, she was thankful for that. Instead, he changed the subject to the books he was carrying.

A few days had passed since Mono had met Alexandros. She had been manning the front of the smithy when Daklarel walked in.

"Welcome! Oh, Daklar! You'll never guess who I met!" she reached under the desk to get his regular form, he visited their shop monthly to schedule maintenance for his family's estate.

"It's Daklarel, Mono. Have some respect." he said, dipping the quill she had placed in front of him in an ink pot. "Anyway, who?"

"Only the Shadow Mage himself!" she told him, eyes closed and nose in the air. She opened one eye to see his reaction, Daklarel was severely unimpressed.

"Oh yeah, I know him, I see him at balls and parties sometimes. He's quiet, it's kinda creepy. He never talks to anyone." he made a clicking noise with his tongue.

Mono looked at him for a few seconds. Daklarel didn't seem to mind her silence. "Quiet? No, what? He kept on asking me this and that! It was actually kind of annoying."

The elf scoffed. "Are you sure you sure you met the right guy? He could probably tell how dumb you are and decided to have some fun."

"I'm serious! Honest!" insisted Mono, slapping a palm on her chest. "He wouldn't shut up, he was like a lost puppy, you know? He kept following me!"

"Well, it sounds like you got tricked to me." he laughed, tapping the paper to draw her attention to it. "Done. They'll give Herrin the money when he's completed his work."

"Thanks." she said, filing the sheet into one of the drawers. "Anyway, I'm pretty sure he's the real deal. Why would someone lie about that?"

Before Daklarel could answer, the bell chimed. "Is this Herrin's Metalworks? Is Mono here?"

"Welcome! How can I-" Mono had gotten through half of her welcome spiel before she realised who it was, she raised a pointing finger at him and grinned widely. "Lar, look! It's him, I wasn't lying! You see?"

Alexandros griinned. "You're here after all! I really thought I was going to embarrass myself..." His smile faded when he saw Daklarel next to her and his stance shrunk.

Daklarel turned around and hummed a surprised note, nodding. "Huh, I suppose I was wrong. That's Alexandros, alright."

"See? What did I tell you, Lar?" she gloated, vaulting over the desk. "What do you need, Alexandros? It's not often we get important guests here!"

"Not often? Mono, my family is one of the richest in Elaetria and you say-" Daklarel started but decided it wasn't worth it. "Whatever, the outcast of the village and the creepy Mage? What a duo."

Daklarel headed for the door, but stopped on his way out to throw a jeering grin at the two. Alexandros hadn't moved an inch since he had arrived, but jolted when the door slammed shut.

Mono sighed, placing a reassuring hand onto the other. "Aah, don't mind him. He's always been like that. He's nice when he wants to be." she shrugged.

She walked back to the counter. "Anyway, how can I help you?"

Alexandros looked back at the door to confirm it was closed before letting out a long breath. Mono wondered if he had been holding it in all this time. His posture loosened once he was sure they were alone.

"I don't really need anything..." he admitted, his face slightly pink.

"Then?" asked Mono, tilting her head.

"I want to talk..." he said, shyly. His arms were empty, he had lost the comically sized books from their last encounter so his hands were free to lace together nervously. "And, you know... Be friends..."

#mono wyndern #alexandros eldothiel #elcrea stories

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elcreanrambles · 2 years

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Elcrean Story Of Creation

Elcrea was once an empty paradise filled with lush fields, clear rivers, fruitful forests, towering mountains fields of flowers and barren deserts. Nothing lived or walked Elcrea's soil, until one day when from a glowing flower bloomed a man. He was Elustris, clad in armour of pure light. Before him, Elcrea was enshrouded in darkness. It floated alone through an empty void, however, when Elustris came to be, a blazing ball of warmth rose over the lands. The grass of the fields and flowers grew taller, the trees branched even further, the rivers sparkled, the snow atop the mountains glistened and the deserts grew warmer.

He wandered Elcrea alone for cycles but couldn't find a single soul. Elustris grew lonely. He looked up to his sun and used the light to fashion the first mortal race, Solarkin. The Solarkin were people of golden-toned skin with long, pointed ears. Each one revered Elustris and his light, worshipping him as their god and king. They fashioned him a crown made of the purest gold from the caves they mined.

While the Solarkin aged and died, Elustris found himself unchanged even after generations of the Solarkin passed. He lamented this to his people until one suggested he made someone like him so he would never grow lonely and have an eternal companion. Elustris thought the young Solarkin's idea wasn't too bad and journeyed into a nearby forest, where the second Celestial would be created by his own hands.

Her name was Elenta, a cloaked woman with goat hooves and feline ears. Elustris welcomed her and took her to meet his Solarkin. They threw a grand feast for her and celebrated their new Celestial. Elenta quickly became enamoured with the Solarkin as she spent time around them and became inspired by their lives. She wanted to make companions for them, and so made animals to walk the land, birds to roam the skies, fish to swim in the bodies of water. Years passed and the Solarkin cherished Elenta's animals. Through this love, the first of each animal created became human, although they kept some animalistic traits. Elenta was amazed at what her creations had become and thanked the Solarkin by letting them hunt and farm her animals, save for the humans, the Children of Elenta.

Elustris and Elenta grew closer over the centuries they spent together and eventually had their first child, a purple skinned, long haired Celestial they would name Eliru. They had realised that they felt distant to the Solarkin and Children of Elenta, and so urged Eliru to indulge in the joys of humanity instead of restricting himself to godhood. Eliru journeyed from settlement to settlement, drinking in taverns and dancing in festivals, enjoying everything a mortal life had to offer.

For every party he attended, for every drink he shared, for every song he would hear, a Faefolk would come to life. Fairies from every happy conversation he had, a Pixie every time he and the fellow townsfolk would cause mischief, a Sprite any time he had a new experience.

This wasn't Eliru's only race, however. He saw that the Solarkin and Children of Elenta were too proud, almost to a fault. They stayed true to traditions until they were hindered by it, they held on too tight to their lineage to the point where their societies would separate and clash in fights. Eliru imagined a people who were free from those constraints. He told his people, the Terran, to cherish living and to seek life's pleasures. He had seen how the people of Elcrea were forced into reverence and advised them to only worship the lives they lived and nothing else.

He would soon fall in love with a Child of Elenta, a bard playing at a tavern. Every month, Eliru would be sure to come back to his village to listen to him sing and play his harp. Eliru eventually managed to pluck up his courage to befriend him. Years passed and he never missed his monthly visit to his beloved.

When Eliru finally told him about his feelings, the bard, although reciprocating, reminded him that one day he would be without him. Eliru protested this, if he could live forever, why couldn't his love? They shared a kiss and through Eliru's act of passion, the bard became imbued with eternal life making him the first Minor Celestial.

More centuries passed and more Minor Celestials came into being, some were honoured by the Celestials themselves, others ascended to godhood through reverant tales told by their peers of their journeys and exploits and even some created through folktale. With each new Celestial, a new race came to be. The amphibious Merfolk, the winged Angels, mischevious Impkin, horned Demons, the pointy eared Elves, short and rotund Dwarves and many more joined the ranks of humanity.

In the flower field where Elustris first bloomed, there was another flower glowing a light blue. From it would soon emerge Elarus and with his coming, blue stars of magic dotted across the sky. Elustris was quick to notice this and went to investigate his birthplace. Surrounded by flowers was robed man with a large hat and cane. He asked Elustris where he was, but he was only met with hostility. Elarus was quick to flee from him and soon came across the humans living in Elcrea and learned from them. They showed him the rivers they drank from, flew kites in the wind with him, grew and harvested food from the earth and cooked meals to feast on over fires. They would watch thunderstorms, sleep when the night came and rise with the light. He lived among them, none the wiser to what he truly was.

Around 30 years had passed Eliru and his bard came upon the village Elarus resided in and recognised him as his kin. He told him about what it meant to be a Celestial, that he was immortal, that he could create. Eliru sensed a strong magic in him, almost rivalling Elustris's.

Elarus had listened well to Eliru and wondered what he could create. He thought hard about the people who had took him in, how their lives were tied to nature and the elements. He decided to create people imbued with aspects of nature, one of each. They were his Mages, powerful magic users, each with a fraction of his soul inside them. They were mortal, but their magic would be passed down to one of their family.

This new race did not escape Elustris. He lamented about Elarus and the Mages to his Solarkin, who weren't happy to hear they were no longer the only pure Celestial race on Elcrea. They picked up their weapons and marched to Elarus's village, declaring war om his Mages.

Elustris found out too late, by the time he reached the battlefield, more than half of his Solarkin had been defeated by the Mages. He was devastated, but understood that the only way to save his people was to accept Elarus as his brother and his equal.

Three centuries passed and the Mage families only grew, of course, only one Mage existed per aspect in any of their families. It was around then that Elustris and Elenta bore Elorae, she was a doe eyed girl in a flowing dress with chains of daisies on her head. She spent her time tending to groves of flowers and the forests, making sure they were abundant and beautiful, however, she wasn't satisfied with just that or even with her floral people, the Florakin. She wanted tb make something big, creating Minor Celestials wouldn't do either.

She happened upon the flowerbuds Elustris and Elarus had sprung from during her caretaking venture one day and remembered the tale about them that her father had told her. She could make regular flowers just by walking, so why couldn't she create a Celestial flower?

She sat for days, channeling her essence into a flowerbud until it grew, but it didn't look right. It was distorted with a dark, dark purple aura and every so often it would pulsate. She was worried and called upon the other Celestials to investigate, taking them to the field.

When they all arrived, there was no time to reprimand her for what she had done. The flowerbud began to shake violently and transparent trails flowed from their chests to the center of the bud as it slowly bloomed. Lying down inside the bud was a man in dark attire, cracks on his skin as if he had been broken and glued back together. This was Elzaire's birth.

Elustris was disgusted with him and yelled at Elorae, asking her what had possessed her to make such a beast, however, they all could feel that he was the same as them. The commotion roused Elzaire from his slumber. He looked around to strangers glaring at him, causing him to panic.

The Celestials didn't show Elzaire any hospitality, save for Elorae who tried to defend him, however she couldn't persuade them no matter how hard she tried to convince them that he was safe.

Amongst their arguing, a rabbit had hopped near them. Elzaire saw it and called out for their attention as he fashioned an inky dark purple replica of the creature, but its form dripped an unknown liquid as it hopped crookedly towards the Celestials.

Elenta screamed at the sight of what he had made, a bastardisation of her work. She slammed her spear into the creature. Elzaire didn't understand what she had done at first, but as it slowly twitched, he realised what had happened. He rushed to the inky rabbit's side and nudged it, trying to encourage it to come back to life, but it was no use.

Overcome by despair, Elzaire screamed and slammed his fists onto the ground, the impact shattering the world into the islands we have today.

The shockwave of the impact hit the Celestials and stole their forms. Elzaire, at the center of the impact, became the abyss that surrounds us. Elustris became one with the sun while Elenta's spirit has been unified with her animals and a little bit of Elorae went into every flower. Elarus was fragmented by the hit, fragments of his soul became merged with his mages. Eliru had slipped away while the others argued and travels the world with his bard to this day.

#elcrea worldbuilding #elcrea stories #worldbuilding #fantasy writing #elustris #elenta #eliru #elarus #elorae #elzaire

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