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1325792-grimreaper.jpg((Credit goes to their respective owners)) - "A rough depiction of a Dark Lieutenant, in Aeyrius' mind."

 

Aeyrius pondered, in the dark one night, trying to put a phrase together, as a joke to what he does, though not necessarily untrue; "He who battles with edgies should be careful lest he thereby become an edgy..."  ((Adopted from Nietzsche, and modified))

 

Aeyrius laughed quietly in his mind, echoes of laughter ringing faintly, mimicking what some sort of Oren guard might say, before moving to the counter at the end of his bed, pulling out the drawer and retrieving his emblems, which he pinned to the side of his leggings. One of these was the emblem of Captain of the Lumidrim, another was his own guild, Leader of the UMHG, and a final one, the crest of the Oussana, which he also took upon his bare chest in the form of a tattoo. 

 

It was another day, in which the mundane routine he had become accustomed to repeated itself, how unsatisfying. No longer had other worldly beings visited him, in reality and in hallucinations, from lack of sleep. Once he had operated until he no longer could, and slept where he stood when he felt like sleeping, but now he had a bed... And foremost, a roll in society.

 

Newly appointed as Captain of several Captains of the Lumidrim, Aeyrius decided to re-evaluate his life, he wondered if the High Council really understood who they had taken under their wing when he was accepted. He knew how to impose fear, and protect, but at what cost? He wondered if they understood how he wanted to go about it, how much of his desired plans he should tell. None of that matters though, Aeyrius decided it was best to safely do things, to be civil, to not be so harsh as the leave these lush lands baron of sentient life, given an evacuation might be a good idea, with the North breathing down their collars...

 

Confident in his skills entirely, Aeyrius knew he could do this, move to any extent to keep Malinor peaceful from mortals' greedy clutches, and safe to mortals' aspiring good will, a two sided ideal. Together he had found allies to aid him, Kaldo Raven'kor, his family itself, and other unnamed individuals, all pledging their service to the safety of Malinor. All willing to die to fulfil that cause... Wonder how many actually will, when the Slaughter-day arrives, the day when the North descends and claims our land with its' icey gauntlets. 

 

Aeyrius wondered who will achieve immortality... From the death of thousands, the unneeded massacre of the century, it was a challenge.

 

Demon_Warrior_by_ProjectHybrid.jpg((Once again, credit to the respective owners))

 

Aeyrius was lost long ago, too far buried in the corpses of those weaker than him to deem himself innocent, in fact, he cherished those corpses, as they only made him closer to immortality, invulnerability...

 

A friend once told him this little phrase, "From the death of masses of mortal beings, take rise to one immortal being." Aeyrius had taken it to heart, it was his goal, to achieve that immortality, to test his worth in the plains of gore and emerge anew, that was truly why he was where he was today, he wanted to grasp that future with his own hands...

 

Aeyrius had caused the death of at least twenty people, a number likely quite insignificant, but it was what could be bound into the law, the death of criminals, cannibals, "other" psychopaths... And so forth. If it was up to him, he'd store the bodies and start a tally, but yet again, he was bound by law. A law that did not do its' purpose, that approved literal death games, like the gauntlet to kill hundreds daily...

 

A deal was offered far back, one that required the sacrifice of a single body each day, it angered Aeyrius to no end, not the deal itself, but how it was handled. Do nothing, and an elf would be murdered daily,  but sacrifice an elf, and it would be weekly. Now as a citizen is murdered each day, we do nothing to combat those forces, we do not sacrifice to unjust, we build a massive death games, and sacrifice hundreds per day to fulfil our own pleasure, none of which count as sacrifices to the North, for they are to be given to them, not melted in a pool of lava trying to win minas...

 

It made Aeyrius clench his teeth, twitch violently, run his fork-tongue across the jagged teeth he owned in pure hatred of who called these orders. Who let their pride dissolve their efficiency, who didn't care for the lives of many, of course, neither did Aeyrius... Although Aeyrius at least acted as if that weren't true. 

 

Aeyrius had killed monsters for years, criminals, psychopaths, literal monsters, and in doing so, that is what became of him. He was the perfect tool for a military job, that was his passion. The definition of a socio path was someone who didn't care for other's emotions. The definition of a psychopath is someone who didn't care for theirs or other's emotions, that was Aeyrius. He would instate order into Malinor by introducing Chaos, those who do not abide our laws meet death.

 

If it is a savage game the Northern beasts wish to play in the intermission,

 

a savage game Aeyrius will play.

 

And finally, at that, Aeyrius closed his late-night journal, blowing out the torch and slowly drifting off, all of his notes referred to himself in a third person perspective , as if he watched himself with a careful eye, forming an Autobiography.

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(( Intense story. ))

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[[ZarZar approves.]]

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[[Law-enforcing, blood thirsty, power hungry, sociopaths and psychopaths run in the family. Khel is a sociopath, 100% selfish and only trying to make himself both be and appear superior. Glad you got part of the Oussana vibe right by playing the mental illness in the correct way by how you were raised IG :). They're bloodthirsty, yet are intelligent enough to enact their blood-thirst through the establishment of law, order, and dominance. Bloodlust is in our culture, but it's done in the name of order instead of chaos.(Why we were friends with the white rose, Oussanas were killing other darkies for being criminals). Expressing strength in the manner you described (a savage game) is what an Oussana should strive for ]]

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[[Law-enforcing, blood thirsty, power hungry, sociopaths and psychopaths run in the family. Khel is a sociopath, 100% selfish and only trying to make himself both be and appear superior. Glad you got part of the Oussana vibe right by playing the mental illness in the correct way by how you were raised IG :). They're bloodthirsty, yet are intelligent enough to enact their blood-thirst through the establishment of law, order, and dominance. Bloodlust is in our culture, but it's done in the name of order instead of chaos.(Why we were friends with the white rose, Oussanas were killing other darkies for being criminals). Expressing strength in the manner you described (a savage game) is what an Oussana should strive for ]]

 

[[indeed, and after the events of tonight, Aeyrius is further headed down the path you described.~]]

 

Shut it you two! Furnaces have no right to offend nobility!

 

(( Edit: Best 100th post ever! ))

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.

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