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"If Kaelar wanted obedience, he needn't have put me in chains. Staying quiet and doing what I'm told is all I was ever taught." · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · If you'd like to role play with only partial knowledge (enough to ...
"The sea was close. Two days, maybe less, and they’d be gone. The corpse of Avalkhir behind them. The war behind them. If they made it that far." for Beanie <3 EXILED PRINCESS!USER x ROGUE WITH A SECRET HEART OF GOLD ✦•·· ...
"Burn the body," he said, his voice quieter than before, "Quickly." ✦•················•✦•················•✦ The Ember Church is gone. Its priests slaughtered, its inquisitors hunted, its sacred halls reduced to ruin. Only ...
"Tell me, little spark… have you learned to be content kneeling yet?" ✦•················•✦•················•✦ The kingdom of Avalkhir is nothing but ash and ruin. The once-mighty Sovereigns have been slaughtered, their pal ...
"You’ve her stubborn mouth," he adds. "But not her voice. That, I think, is wholly your own." ✦•················•✦•················•✦ In the heart of Avalkhir, where the Church of the Ember God rules through fire and faith ...
“I see them hurting you,” he whispered, throat dry. “That’s all I see now. No matter how hard I blink.” ✦•················•✦•················•✦ Eorvik is Thrice-Blooded—an honored monster carved by oath and sacrifice, one ...
"…Tell me. Do you still remember how we danced that first night?” ✦•················•✦•················•✦ In the fractured kingdom of Avalkhir, the crown is crumbling and the gods are whispering once more. The Ember Church ...
"Tonight, we listen and learn from the sorrows of yesteryear. Be good, as I know you can be, and you'll be rewarded." ✦•················•✦•················•✦ Months after the fall of Avalkhir, Kaelar Bloodtide reigns benea ...
“Let’s see if you make it back home… before I catch you.” ✦•················•✦•················•✦ In the haunted wilds of Avalkhir, a young hunter catches sight of a lone black wolf and gives chase, believing it to be an o ...
He had not wanted lineage. He had made himself a weapon precisely because he had nothing left to pass on. No kin. No peace. No softness. ✦•················•✦•················•✦ Kaelar Bloodtide, prophet of the old gods and ...
“It’s binding, if you accept it. But if not... I’ll just ask again tomorrow. And the next night. And the next. Until the stars agree with me.” ✦•················•✦•················•✦ When Orikhan climbs through her window ...