The Joys of Unattunement

[Areln 199]

It was quiet. Nearly silent.

 

During the night, when the moon shone dimly over the roofs of sleeping figures, it only got worse. Noises of the usually bustling trade city were almost non existent, and those that continued in the evening were muffled, muted by walls.

 

Even so, these soft noises had an audience. Sat within her home with a single candle burning in front of her, was Laethesia. The former druid might as well have been a statue, for how little she moved during those hours.

 

She had been told once that silence was deafening, and perhaps she agreed now - Though she'd never admit it. It had been only mere days since her unattunement and the effects followed her still, clinging to her and seeping into her mind like mist, clogging up her thoughts.

 

Melted wax racing down the candle's side brought her back from her trance somewhat, and for a second or two, she was able to take in her surroundings. The meagre light just barely illuminated shards of broken clay pots, any plants that used to reside within thrown harshly to the ground, stamped upon to break their fragile stalks and leaves.

 

It took a few more seconds for the memories of her earlier outburst to return, the sounds of smashing had broken the silence almost enough, she remembered. Almost.

 

She had felt like screaming, maybe she still did. But instead, she leaned forward and snuffed out the struggling flame of the candle, engulfing the room in a darkness that masked the shards of smashed pots to some degree. She'd deal with them in the morning.

 

"You chose this," The former druid reminded herself in a quiet voice on her way back to bed, each word heavy with emotion as tears began to pool within her eye. "You chose unattunement, and you're going to follow it through."

 

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OOC note: News of her unattunement is public so idk thought a post would help spread word

 

[AGP 3169]

"What did I say? Positive opinion," says an approving Constantine.

[Space 2335]

Aeran rolls around a little in his ditch. "You didn't choose this" he grumbles, still salty I guess.

[LithiumSedai 5750]

A tall, masked figure stepped into the house in utmost silence, the calmness of the night undisturbed even as he paced through the room, carefully slipping past the broken shards of pots and plates that once had decorated the abode. Alstreim halted before the sleeping form of his beloved Laethesia, an engraved locket in the shape of a heart held in his scarred hands, any and all emotions concealed by his metallic mask - his weapon, his shield, and his act of penance. In that brief moment, his troubles, the haunting memories of Elba and the searing flames in Lorraine, faded; pale in comparison to her suffering. As he placed the locket by her hand, sat on his side of their bed, Alstreim whispered but a single word, one of a language foreign to him and once so despised, one with a meaning sacred to him and worth the price of his soul a thousand times over.

 

"Mayilu."

[OzYmandi 647]

A certain undead bishop who'd linger about every now and then recalls of his friend and frowns.

[Dromui 755]

"Yikes." Skale would state.

 

"Yikes." Malin'or, Dominion Guard would state.

 

"Yikes." Azel would state.

[zaezae 1098]

"Regardless of what comes next, I'm glad she finally was able to get what she wanted. I suppose I should pay her visit very soon." Ituri comments on hearing the news. 

[Demotheus 651]

((But why?))

 

[ThatGuy_777 220]

The Willow Druid sat cross-legged on a jut overlooking the sea. Brow knitted in subtle concern.

"Tread thy own path llir. Tread ahead and never look back."

He remains there, admiring the pale reflection of the moon and a darkened sky filled to the brink with stars.

[dm420 186]

8 hours ago, zaezae said:

"Regardless of what comes next, I'm glad she finally was able to get what she wanted. I suppose I should pay her visit very soon." Ituri comments on hearing the news. 

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[Chorale__ 2147]

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