Allien 423 Popular Post Share Posted May 3, 2022 “GO HOME, ALIDA!” The words echoed through the town and nearby silence of the woods, as a mother’s pleading cry for her child’s safety cuts through the air. Alida had picked, what could possibly have been, the worst of her mother’s missions to tail along to. Curiosity and defiance had struck the teen as her mother had left on yet another job. A simple hunt, Alida could hide in some bushes and her mother would never have known she was there. This was not to be... As Esmée and her hidden shadow approached the job, Esmée was the first to notice the job was not as it seemed. “Ain’t you an ugly rodent” the woman hissed as she drew her weapon. Watching from a distance, Alida would, upon hearing the comment, make herself as low and unobservable as possible. She may be defiant in following along, but she wasn’t stupid. If her mother was unprepared, so was she... Watching on, Alida would witness Esmée striding up to two figures... “What are you doing here, woman?” one of the figures would question as Esmée approached. “Aren’t you a disrespectful one?” the other would comment in sync, the silhouette of a multi-maw’d abomination visible in the moonlight. “You draw your blade as if you believe these lands are yours” the abomination continued, dropping its prior kill. If one were to privy to both Esmée and Alida’s heads, a simultaneous thought of ‘this was not the job’ would run through their heads... As mist began to seep out of the armor of the abomination, Esmée would steel herself, responding with a bold statement of “Doin’ what I know best” as she continued to monitor the scene, “Nothin’ more to do in this age than see ‘bit of thrill, aye? Say, the hell are you folks, even? Abnormal lookin’...” “You see answers with your blade drawn” comes a new voice, a creature hovering in the air. “You often find your solution in bloodshed, mortalwoman?” Alida watched on with horror, suddenly noticing the floating creature as it circled the scene she watched, like a shark smelling blood in the air. Esmée, similarly taken by surprise, would glance at the new figure while watching the others with flitting eyes. The beast that had so far been silent lumbered itself forwards, a crooked blade in its hand. “Long since my last taste, quickly now brother. Let's consume this one with haste” would come its words in a foul tone, evil almost palpable from sound alone. As if on cue, Esmée’s right hand would begin to release from the clenched state it had been in, the attronach limb releasing a mist of blue. “Ain’t s’ppose I been one for chit chat either. Let’s see what oozes out of ya...” she quips, stepping around the floating figure to advance on one of the grounded creatures! What happened next would be a blur to all those involved... Esmée begins to attack one of the grounded figures as a glow begins to assault the air as several of the abominations begin to ready attacks of the void. Torrents of flame, cracks in the earth, steel on skin... All of this happened over the next few seconds as mortal and beast clashed. After these mere seconds, Alida was met with the hand of a blind beast grabbing her, the cry of “GO HOME, ALIDA!” ringing in her ears... “Alida… Alida” A concerned voice chimed... Alida’s eyes would focus back in, the flashback of the scene earlier in the evening fading for now. “Oh- Sorry, Peter... What did vy say?” She would ask meekly, still trying to recover from the shock of the night as her mother’s lifeless body rested in the very church she was sheltering in now. “What happened?” Flemius (aka Peter) repeated to Alida, his cousin suddenly appearing in the night asking for help to retrieve her mother’s body. “I followed mameji out for her work. I-I just wanted to see what she did, but she would never let me... I followed her to fight some weaker monsters, but when she found them, they were HUGE monsters!” Alida began to stutter, stretching her arms as wide as she could to show the sheer scale of the monsters she’d seen. “They were floating ‘round, an-and doin’ magic- making things explode all over! Mameji fought them, but they were so big and throwin’ fire all over… One of them, the blind one, had a blindfold and everythin’, even grabbed me!” The young teen would continue, a shudder coming over her as she recalled the events again. “The m-monster picked me up, and mameji was just layin’ there.. She wasn’t fightin’ or movin’ anymore… I-I was tryin’ to get away and managed to beat the monster’s hand off me- I ran back here for help...” As the tale was recounted, Dariam would rush into the church, word of the situation reaching him. Taking a moment to breath and look around, he’d walk over to Alida and wrap her in an embrace. “I’m glad you’re okay! What happened?” As Alida began to tell the tale again, breaking out into tears upon realizing the last of her family were the two men beside her, another person entered the church. Flemius would watch Gustaf enter, giving Alida an affectionate pat on the head before walking over to meet him. Having an idea of what Gustaf may be looking to discuss, Flemius pulls him aside to have the conversation, saving Alida the stress of hearing more. The two exchange a few hushed words, and Gustaf passes something to Flemius before departing. Flemius would leave the church a little while later, after helping Dariam comfort Alida a little, inspecting the will that had been handed to him. Reading it, he steels himself for the preparations to come for Esmée’s funeral. The last words from Esmée that Alida could recall sent a shiver down Flemius’ spine as he thought of them. “I’ll hunt you all.. From the dead- if you touch her.” Allowing himself a small smile, as he considered how fitting these last words were for Esmée, he also couldn’t help but believe every single one of them. As the funeral soon arrives, the will and its wishes are directed to each listed and what they’ll soon retrieve. Spoiler My land and my home in Linvsk, I leave to my children, Dairam and Alida Rubens. The island of Brinewell, I leave to my children, Dairam and Alida Rubens My home in Haense, I leave responsibility of to my son, Dairam Rubens What Myrianin Whsikey I kept, I wish to be returned to the Mareno family. I carry with me a dirk with a rabbit's foot attached at it's hilt. This I leave to my daughter, Alida Rubens. The Gyrvulture Feathers I leave to my son, Dairam Rubens. The mutant-like, murder rabbit's foot I leave to my daughter, Alida Rubens. My stock supplies of materials, ore, and the like, I leave to the Mareno family for their past friendships. To my cousin, Peter Rubens (aka Flemius), I leave whatever vial or concoction that was left in my possessions be left to you. To my cousin, Peter Rubens, I leave you 300 mina to look after my children for me. To whomever in Haense, I leave 700 mina to Gustado for my funeral fees. I care none for charity but I wish to burn in my home land and no place else. Whatever goes unused of this sum, I request be given to my daughter. I leave each of my children Dairm and Alida Rubens a sum of 1000 mina. I leave my pawn outlet and it's remaining possessions and responsibilities to my children, Dairam and Alida Rubens. If greed prevents anything from reaching those on this will, I warn you. Don't think for one moment I won't hunt you as the dead. The final words of Esmée Rubens forever echos, lost in the breeze where the mighty woman took her last fall. “I’ll hunt you all, from the dead...” Spoiler Thank you to those three involved for this final fight! You know who you are <3 I won't state them here for meta purposes! Thank you to @HobbitForHirefor writing the narrative above for this pk post! Also art of Esmée a friend of mine made awhile back when I created the character!Art by Villainilla 34 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Orlanth 3539 Share Posted May 3, 2022 A 'ker who had known Esmeé in Myrine was shocked upon reading the message. "Amazing. She learned how to read." 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt_Chief26 1205 Share Posted May 3, 2022 Ser Reinhardt Barclay pours one out for a real bad mf and one of the best fighters he’s known “Ich hope du are kicking ass wherever du ended up, Esmée” 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ratlordmagic 793 Share Posted May 3, 2022 Masashi Iekami mourns the death of his neighbor, who he remembers as only a kind woman who helped his father start a small cow herd. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
satinkira 5942 Share Posted May 3, 2022 A mali'ker flicks some dirt off his arm. I am safer without her, yet.. she was a good personality. He chuckles. She was a blind to IT, though. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lokvank 338 Share Posted May 3, 2022 From his darkened room in Ghaestenwald, Gustaf Sigismund would read over the will with a plain expression. Whether he had expected this from what he had been told or not was up to debate, although what was clear is that, despite the strange way it was written, the elder recognised his own name in it "There is something to be done" he would mutter to him self after letting out a deep sigh 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Olox_ 3417 Share Posted May 3, 2022 Maciej was sitting in what is now his office, when the information reached him "So Miss Rubens passed?" Young chancellor sighs "So many deaths lately. Though I can't wait to meet her children, maybe they will bring some more life here" He chuckled before going back to his paperwork 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ScoutTheWitch 360 Share Posted May 6, 2022 Dame Emelya Eloise Kortrevich would not hear of Esmée's death until a while after she returned to Haense, cursing herself out for missing the funeral. While she knows she probably did not mean much to the woman, Esmée Reubens was a large part of the inspiration for the Dame to follow the path she did in life, showing her how strong and unwavering a woman could be and how she would have to work harder than most men to reach the same position, "Godanspeed, honorable warrior." She muttered to herself, feeling slight regret that she never got the opportunity to spar with the woman she had looked up to since she was little. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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