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Character of the Season
Frail in body but dangerously quick of mind, Nikandr is the sort of character who proves that curiosity can be just as perilous as any weapon. A necromancer, inventor, and problem-solver with more ambition than self-preservation, Niki approaches the world like a puzzle box begging to be opened, even when what’s inside has teeth. Blunt, dry-witted, fiercely independent, and carrying a history best left partially buried, he has a knack for making even failure feel fascinating. Whether he’s raising the dead, moving across Caido to King's End, or experiencing a hangover for the first time, Nikandr brings a wonderfully strange spark to Caido, and we can’t wait to see what trouble his brilliant mind wanders into next.
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03-24-2025, 03:46 PM (This post was last modified: 03-25-2025, 09:46 PM by Sah.)
yet my blood renders me a King
Sah had been going at a near sprint since he got his quest. But now, he had to be patient. Grabbing a blanket, the hybrid spread it out in his backyard, in clear sight of the door should the twins need him. Taking out the pair of necklaces, still stained with blood, he placed them down in clear view of the sky.
Sitting beside them, he leaned back, holding himself up with his arms. Tilting his head up, Sah watched the sun set, the vibrant hues turning into dark blue as the moon rose. And with it, the stars. Letting out a heavy sigh he relaxed and settled in for his vigil. There was a slight bang, and he whipped his head around to see Lilly approach with a basket of snacks. Laughing, he made space for the silver she-wolf to curl up next to him, reaching over to grab one of the pastries that he'd been saving for breakfast. Clearly leaving them out on the counter was a debatable choice.
This is a state of grace This is the worthwhile fight
Lyra is hopelessly lost.
She’s not sure what brought her to Halo in the first place. It’s cold - so cold, so much more so than her home in Torchline. It’s even colder now that night has fallen, and Lyra shivers in her coat. She has to admit that she wasn’t prepared for the temperatures here, even if she’d tried as best she could.
But oh, the view. It’s a clear night, and Lyra walks with her head craned back to keep an eye on the stars, which are so much brighter here than anywhere else she’s seen. At one point, she realizes that she’s walking in circles - she’s passed that house, for example, at least three times - and pauses, trying to get her bearings beneath the star-studded sky.
Love is a ruthless game Unless you play it good and right
Sah watched the woman pass by his house for the third time, slightly on edge. "Excuse me. Do you need something?" He kept his voice light, doing his best not to jump to conclusions. But her actions were rather suspicious. He'd never seen her in Halo before and with recent events, that wasn't necessarily a neutral thing anymore.
As he took a closer look, he noticed that she was shivering and he softens a bit. "Do you want a warmer jacket?" The Wild Thunder wasn't about to let her freeze, suspicious or not. Sah sometimes forgot how much the cold could affect people, magically protected from it as he was. Even now, at night he was wearing a light jacket and that was mostly for comfort and not warmth.
This is a state of grace This is the worthwhile fight
A voice from a nearby yard stops Lyra in her tracks. Feeling sheepish, she looks around to see a man peering at her. Still shivering against the night’s chill, she stops and waves. ”Oh, no - I’m sorry, I’ve just gotten a little lost.” Ironic, that a search and rescue responder whose whole job is to find people has gotten herself turned around, but she’s been too caught up in the beautiful night sky to really pay attention to where she is going.
As the man offered a coat, Lyra shakes her head. ”Oh, no - I couldn’t possibly,” she protests, a faint blush on her cheeks. Not only is she lost, but woefully underprepared for the terrain - she really should have planned this outing better, and she berates herself silently for the mistake. ”If you could just give me directions to the skyport, I’m sure I can find my way from there.”
Love is a ruthless game Unless you play it good and right
Sah stood up and dusted some snow off of his pants. "Sure." The Citadel had grown exponentially since he first came to Caido. He can imagine how tricky it was for a visitor to navigate. Putting his hands together and channeling his magic, Sah created a warm coat that looked to be roughly the woman's size and handed it over. "Though I do insist on you taking and keeping this."
As she (hopefully) put on the jacket, Sah pointed towards the west. "You'll want to go three blocks that way, until you see a weaponsmith. Then turn left. Walk two blocks and you'll get there." One he made sure she had it memorized, the Wild Thunder sent her on her way with a wave before returning to the necklaces.
Sitting back down, Sah watched the stars until they began to fade under the sun's blaze. When the last had vanished, he took the necklaces and headed for the shrine.
