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To Hold Back The Dark

"Face me like a man" Oooouch! Nice one Hwei

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New Horizons (BunniesofDoomxHyliaIncarnate)

Adelia didn’t speak for a moment, eyes scanning the crowd even as her hand gripped the items Eliot had passed off to her, the weight a welcome distraction to the simmering heat that still lingered in her chest. “That man was practically salivating,” she muttered, more to herself than to him, her words clipped as she adjusted the small bundle in her arms. “I don’t know whether I should pity or punch him.”

Her tone was tart, but not angry just..sharp. Frustrated. Which was, in and of itself, ridiculous. Why should she care what some puffed-up noble said? Eliot could handle himself. He was witty, clever, endlessly capable of defusing attention with a smile or a dry remark. And yet the moment that oversized idiot had stepped into his space, her blood had prickled hot beneath her skin. Maybe it was the audacity. Maybe it was that the man had dared to speak about Eliot like he was a thing to be plucked. Like Adelia herself wasn’t right there.

She didn’t realize her grip had tightened around a delicate woven bracelet someone had gifted Eliot until the little silver bell attached to it gave a pitiful crunch. “..Oops,” she cringed, holding it up. “Sorry..I don't know what's gotten over me. I think that idiot rubbed off on me.”

She glanced sidelong at him, hoping to lighten the strange tension building between them, but Eliot looked so pleased, so genuinely full of life, that it stole her breath for a moment. He was smiling, cheeks flushed from the attention, his arms full of trinkets and bright things like he was born to be adored. And the worst part? He looked good. Too good.

Adelia averted her gaze quickly. “We’ll bring a page next time,” she said, voice returning to something brisk. “Or three. A whole entourage. We’ll parade through the square like we’re twice as important.”

She moved to step around a particularly wide merchant cart, lifting the edge of her cloak slightly to avoid catching it. As she did, she tossed another glance over her shoulder at Eliot, narrowing her eyes just enough to feign suspicion. “But if another Lord tries to swoon at your feet, I reserve the right to joust him on the spot. Dress or no dress.”

And with that, she strode ahead, her chin lifted high and pace just a touch faster as though daring him to catch up.

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The sound came first. There wasn't a shouting voice, nor the rumbling of thunder, but a ringing resonance, like sunlight caught in crystal—vibrating through the cracked bones of the land. The surrounding Grim paused, their snarls faltering into a confused silence, heads tilting toward the source.

And then the air split open.

A lance of gold tore through the veil of night, not from above, there was no sky to break through or stars to lend her their strength,but from within the black itself. It carved the shadows with divine defiance, slamming into the blighted earth with a scream of holy fire. The impact burst like a thunderclap. Black ash surged into the air, curling in agony. The Grim shrieked and recoiled, but not from heat, but from something far worse: Hope.

She stepped through the smoke.

Her boots kissed the blackened ground with reverence. Her armor shimmered with a pale, internal heat—white and gold catching in every fractured reflection like light remembered from a better age. Her hair, soft rose-gold, rippled like a banner in a wind none could feel. And behind her were wings. Not real ones, but streaks of incandescent brilliance that burned through the dark like memory: a star’s echo set ablaze.

She did not speak, at least not yet. Her hand lowered, palm open toward the writhing horde, and her eyes lit like twin suns—small, fierce, and unrelenting. They charged her anyway. Twenty. Then thirty. Limbs too long. Mouths too wide. The Grim shrieked like rusted iron and surged as one—convinced, as always, that light would fail.

Nova closed her eyes. "Aleathen… I am the last light. Let me burn for them." When she exhaled, it came as a whisper, but the world heard her.

Ability Trigger: Purity Nova.

Suddenly, she erupted. There was no warmth or mercy for these fiends. Only radiance, a searing wave of gold and white that detonated outward from her core like the rebuke of a forgotten god. The first wave of Grim were vaporized where they stood, twisted into ash mid-scream. Those behind howled and writhed, flesh unraveling like parchment in flame.

When the brilliance faded, she stood in the heart of a crater, shoulders rising with every breath, her glow still clinging to her skin like embers to coal. She looked for any remaining survivors and spoke. “I’m here now,” she said, voice low but clear, unwavering. “You are not alone.”

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The Dawnsoul is landing in Dogfalls!

A Veil of Lies

Eryndor’s lips drew into a tight line at the mention of being the Luneveres’ viscountess. Yes, he was, but Eryn? The woman he was pretending to be? That was another story entirely.

“I was,” he said, choosing his words carefully. “But I’m part of the Nymere family now.” He shrugged, offering a polite smile. “One of my siblings will take over soon enough. If one of us goes, there’s always another to fill the gap. My father made sure of that.”

Lord Serath had always been meticulous about his legacy. When one of Eryndor’s brothers was lost—tragically and suddenly—his father wasted no time. A new wife. A new heir. Another attempt to secure the line. To his growing frustration, the last three offspring were daughters, far too young and, by Serath’s measure, not yet fit for marriage. That left Eryndor, the last viable male heir. It fell to him, and him alone, to pull off this deception and to survive it long enough to return to the Pearl Isles and restore balance to his family’s ambitions.

Azariah’s gentle nudge pulled him from the downward spiral of thought, and Eryndor responded with a small, playful tap against his husband’s arm. When the conversation drew softer, quieter, guilt coiled low in his stomach.

Still, he leaned into Azariah, curling gently against his side, head bowed to watch the delicate link of their hands. He forced his breath to steady, forced himself to be present, to play the part. A yawn escaped him, unbidden, though not entirely feigned; the weight of the day was catching up fast. “I think..rest sounds like an amazing idea. Will you join me?” he asked, voice hushed with the kind of vulnerability he knew Azariah would respond to.

Raising his free hand to rub his eye, he immediately regretted it. He caught the dark streak against the pristine white of his glove. Damn it. He quietly cursed beneath his breath. How bad did it look? Maybe only the powder had shifted, but if the kohl had run or smudged further.. “My ladymaids would have my head for ruining a perfectly good glove with my bad habits.” He snorted, wiggling his fingers free from Azariah’s grasp just long enough to peel off the gloves one by one.

Underneath, the skin on the inside of his wrists were inked in a pale lilac color, the markings subtle against his fair complexion were nearly invisible unless one was looking for them.

Eryn rolled his wrists and splayed his fingers in a stretch, huffing softly. He was used to wearing gloves, yes, but women's gloves? That was another ordeal entirely. The silk was tighter, stiffer, and wholly unforgiving. How did noblewomen wear them for such long periods of time without complaint?

He flexed his hands once more, grateful for the moment of relief, before glancing back toward Azariah and returning his now ungloved hand into Azariah's.

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@Adeline is Astrid part of the Lightbearers or Grim? Its fine that she's a human and on the Grim side, I have one too, it just needs to be specified!

Otherwise if she's a Lightbearer, she would have to be pure of heart to gain the Light Goddess' blessing

Silver Thorns and Sugar Wings

@Silente sure! Send me a PM

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Oh hey, is this still accepting? Seems like a good time, especially if it's something I can just drop quicker posts in

@Amatiramisu

Sure is! You can chose a side you'd like to be on as well ^^