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Avalia

_{T I M E : One Week After Human Arrival
L O C A T I O N : Seaside Park, Port10
I N T E R A C T I O N S : @JJ Doe, @Conscripts
T A G S : @JJ Doe , @Conscripts
E Q U I P M E N T :}

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Where was the stillness she once knew? The calm had been crumpled, and a dark scratching feeling was clawing at her chest. And yet... Vasco's arms dripped around her and melted as quickly as they came, leaving her in a small spell.

"Keep your dirty paws to yourself, Vasco!" Rowan snapped at the human. The silver in his eyes was piercing. "My sister is very susceptible. Allow her a moment, at least. " He let out one of his heavy breaths. He wanted to strike Vasco and give him a warning for daring to get so close to Aurora. "And one more thing: have some empathy. Zara was our friend." He felt himself squeezing the word friend from his mouth, but it fell out nonetheless.

Rowan wanted to add more to the verbal combat, but he resisted. He opted to ignore some of the self-deprecating side commentary, as true as it was. Vasco was far more unhealthy mentally than Zara. How his sister kept up such a decent facade was beyond him. He feared that she was too weak to be here.

The light elf stood up and held out a hand to Aurora. "Here, sister. He didn't hurt you, did he?"

Aurora looked up at him. Her eyes seemed to have stopped crying for a moment, but her lips were still gently trembling. Rowan helped her onto her feet and shot Vasco a side glare. "Touch her again like that, and we will be replacing you." As his sister stood up, Rowan hugged her against his chest for several seconds.

"Yes, Barrock. We will need to go into the woods to begin training, but first, we should find a place to stay for the night -- a place that is safe and not out in the open. Also, Vasco is right. We should try to find and kill the dark elf who did this." His silver eyes were digging into the unknown, now. "An eye for an eye... Barrock, my good friend, what do you know about hunting another being?"

"No one can replace Zara," Aurora whispered into her brother.

Book Quotes

The man wearing blessed, God-given mourning like a wedding garment gets to know the spiritual laughter of the soul.

— John Climacus, The Ladder of Divine Ascent

Post a random fact about yourself.

I am a really boring person.

Real and Unreal

I value boredom.

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There is a humble creativity in performing ordinary tasks like making the bed or folding clothes—jobs that must be done day after monotonous day and that fail to amount to anything momentous in the end. Yet such tasks are intensely creational—they bring a new layer of order and beauty into the world we inhabit.

I’ve always found it touching that after Christ had risen from the grave, He apparently stopped to fold the grave cloth that covered His head (John 20:7).

— Nicole M. Roccas, Time and Despondency

Avalia

_{T I M E : One Week After Human Arrival
L O C A T I O N : Seaside Park, Port10
I N T E R A C T I O N S : @JJ Doe, @Conscripts
T A G S : @JJ Doe , @Conscripts
E Q U I P M E N T :}

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Rowan nodded to Barrock. He was thankful the orc was consistent with his understanding. He felt he should not be surprised that the ogre had not simply left them yet, but it appeared, he still was.

Rowan had lived a long time, longer than most creatures in Avalia. While something’s did change, he saw other patterns that remained constant. The orcs’ characters were part of the stable flow. However, as Aurora often reminded him, even when they were young, to never underestimate the goodness of any creature.

Of course, he wanted to honor what Aurora had told him, but he was a soldier. There were things — ruthless, horrid things — he had seen. When murder meant victory, as is true for any creature, wise or unwise, it is with great difficulty to have such a pure and clean perspective about the world. For this reason, he felt even more hindered by his protective nature for his dear sister. She would never truly know what Barrock and he had seen. In some ways, it was a blessing, but in others, it was a curse.

His frown settled deeply on his mouth. He kept his hand on his sister’s back. Gingerly, his fingers appreciated themselves against her arch. “Hmm. I see,” a sigh emitted from him. He was trying to hide his despondency, and it came with a heavy breath of self-restrained wrath.

Elven eyes slanted towards Vasco. The human body made a small stir. “We have already lost one. Losing another would be inevitably even more of a setback.” He closed his eyes. His hand stopped rubbing Aurora’s back and touched his temple. “Tempting fate is never a wise decision.”

“Love…” Aurora said almost inaudibly. “… is watching someone die.” These words had changed meaning to her, now. In some ways, they had grown richer, but in other ways, they had become more impossible to grasp. The dark mystery that taunted her endlessly, had grown into a greater abyss.

Rowan was about to reply to his sister, when Vasco interjected. “We were wondering when you would awaken.” His silver eyes pierced at Vasco’s smugness. The Light Elf despised Vasco’s wanton nature. He believed that Zara would have respected their state of affairs. Humans were difficult creatures, and he could not help but despise them. “So, tell us. Where were you last night?”

Aurora bit her bottom lip and took a glimpse at Vasco. They had found him a dreadful state. Maybe this was too strenuous of a task for him. As tough as he wanted to present himself, he was just as fragile as Zara. “We are so relieved you are well, Vasco.” She forced a smile through the tears. His light was different than Zara’s, but it was still just as bright. In the midst of the darkness, at least, there was one more star of hope. “We were worried about you.”

A small twitch flicked on Rowan’s eyebrow as his sister spoke. He could feel the same tension on his frown, lingering into a disdainful smile.