The armored figure climbs slowly over the frozen hills, gripping a knapsack tightly over its shoulder. It ascends the worn stone stairs of the ruined cathedral in silence, approaching an old wall caked in frost. It extends an armored hand, brushing a rock aside and inserting a small ornate key into a hidden slot. The wall slides open, and the figure slips inside. Its hands lift, unclipping its helmet and shaking its hair out.
Lumia paces through the old halls, footsteps echoing quietly. She descends, before stopping in front of a frozen metal door and pushing it open. She scans the room, bags and packed things resting on the table. The Witch sets her bag down on the table, before moving into the side room, changing into simple travelling clothes. Her form shimmers with a sigh, pale icy white skin appearing tanned and human. Her eyes lose their glow, appearance remaining otherwise the same. She shoulders her pack, reaching underneath the bed and removing a box, sliding it inside before entering the main room, glancing to the other figure present in the room with a smile, “Ready to go?”
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In the quiet afternoon, the pair approach a camp in the woods, arcane odds and ends strewn about on the table. Lumia sets her shouldered bags down on the table, head turning with a sad smile. She practically sprints to Avenel, embracing him with a tight hug. They exchange words, goodbyes, before Avenel extends an ornately engraved cube to Janos. Lumia steps back over to pick up her things, offering Avenel a smile and a wave as she takes Janos’ hand. The cube hums with arcane energy, engravings glowing bright, before the pair vanish with a crackling hiss, never to be seen again.
And just like that, Lumia, woman of a hundred names and faces, WolfMother, last of Brunhylde’s brood, and once Lord of unsightly things, was gone.
In places elsewhere, few might find letters left in places for them.
Credits: Numirya <3
((Lumia was my character for a super long time and I wanted to get some closure on what happened to her. I’m too much of a softie to just PK and it would’ve felt sad and out of the blue. I think she deserved a happy ending, in spite of it. I hope everyone enjoyed interacting with her at least half as much as I enjoyed playing her. Cheers.))