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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.
Congratulations, Niki!
Credits
Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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Nova's heard that there's going to be a party, and if there's anything she loves almost as much as glitter, it's a party. She rushes back from Torchline on the first skyship, racing home to make sure the preparations are good enough for her standards. If they're going to celebrate, they're going to do it right.
The Sunbean has already offered to set up a stand for the festivities, and Nova walks around the town in search of the perfect spot. She carries a bundle of decorations in her arms, shimmering and colorful designs threatening to tumble across the snow like the glittery entrails of a large beast. But Nova keeps them close to her chest, grinning wide in excitement for the preparation.
People mill around her, setting up pits for bonfires and other various stands. She even spies people on the surrounding hills, charting and illuminating paths for walking and sleds to enjoy the snow despite the darkness of the last two weeks. Perhaps she'll give them a hand once she drops of her own supplies, certain her magic will make it look even better.
the first cut was the deepest, but it healed up whole
There is going to be a party. And for that, Sunjata’s neck deep in the cold, helping shovel and move snow out of the way to make sure the main stretch and the arterial alleys of New Haven are free from anything slick. A crew of the townsfolk are helping spread some salt to keep the ice from forming as well, and he hopes that that’ll be enough to keep the snow from piling on in the meantime before LongNight starts.
People flit around, putting bonfires up and ensuring the torches are clear enough to be used and as Sunjata works to push more of the snow out of the way to accommodate a bigger section for sitting and allocating the spot for the stands, he spies Nova drifting about, arms laden with preparation and designs. “Hey! Getting ready for the party?” He calls out to her, stepping away from the awning he’s working on attaching to flash her a grin and a nod to the items in her hands.
the flood
and the next one was a soft touch, but i bled out below
totally sniped from odd ilu
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
When she turns, a bundle of streamers catches the wind, flying into her face with an annoying slap that baffles her for a moment. She pushes air out forcefully between her lips with sputtering frustration, shaking her head to clear the decoration from her sight so she can see who called her, but the Deepfrost wind seems determined to blind her.
With a final little push of air magic, she spots a tall man approaching, his familiar face bringing a smile to hers. The bounce of her glittery form - covered in weird colorful streamers and tangly decorations like a strange tentacled monster - is as friendly as any wave, a greeting with her entire body and the magic it contains. "Hi Sunjata!! I am! Are you?"
the first cut was the deepest, but it healed up whole
He watches the streamers as they begin to flap around with a rogue burst of wind, blinding her from him for a brief moment and it takes everything in him to not laugh at the audacity of the decorations. Stepping closer to her to greet her more officially, he nods to her question. “Yup! Getting the awnings ready. You need any help?” He asks, gesturing to the pile of things in her hands.
Luckily for her, he’s pretty tall and able to reach all the high spaces in case she needed an extra boost. But for emphasis, he does hook his thumb back toward the awning he’d just set up, glancing back over his shoulder at it to make sure it was staying in the cool breeze that flits through.
the flood
and the next one was a soft touch, but i bled out below
totally sniped from odd ilu
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
Taming the colorful streamers in her arms, Nova manages to take in Sunjata's full face without glitter obscuring her vision. He looks just as excited for the party as she does, and she quickly embraces the offer for help along with the coincidence of him setting up just the thing she's looking for. "Sure! Is this booth taken yet?" It looks sturdy to her, set up in the center of town where the scent of the Sunbean's creations will reach most everyone.
She's already moving towards the booth before he confirms it, ready to plop her armful onto the stall so they can start untangling the decorations. "We're going to bring hot drinks and snacks for the party! Make sure you come say hi!" Blonde curls bounce as she looks expectantly at him, planning to hold him to whatever promise he makes.
the first cut was the deepest, but it healed up whole
“This one? Nope.” He says, pulling his gaze away to look back at the stall as if trying to remember which ones were taken or not. Satisfied with his answer as being correct, he straightens up and his hand drops from the awning. “Should work out well for the Sunbeam, I think?” Presuming that she’d be making the booth for that, given for what he knows it was a combination of her and her sister’s interests.
She’s already moving, though, dumping things down and he moves to help her untangle the decorations that had gotten all fucked up by the Deepfrost winds. “I’ll have to. Make sure you guys stock up on peppermint bark syrup, it’s real popular this time of year.” He adds on – personal experience and all, because the Heartless was a huge fan of the minty mixed drinks when it was this cold outside and snowy.
the flood
and the next one was a soft touch, but i bled out below
totally sniped from odd ilu
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
"Sunbean," she corrects in a proud tone. It seems that a lot of people make the mistake, but not enough for her to bother with changing the awesome name her sister came up with. It doesn't really bother her anyways, and she quickly breezes past Sunjata to set the decorations across the surface. "And yes, this'll be perfect!" How convenient that he set it up for her.
She starts to pull at strands, the streamers and strings for the banner having twisted around each other to create an imitation of colorful spaghetti. As much as she likes the food, she doesn't like her decorations to resemble the dish, and she begins searching for ends to thread them apart.
"We will!" she mentions of peppermint bark. It helps that she knows it's Vesper's favorite, and she hopes he'll be in attendance this year. But if Sunjata likes it too, maybe he knows of other popular flavors they should try. Managing to get the first section of the yellow sunflower banner untangled, she looks up at him. "Any other popular flavors?"
the first cut was the deepest, but it healed up whole
“Oh, right. Haha, sorry.” Sunjata laughs, flashing her a bright smile. “It’s a really good pun.” Hence his forgetfulness regarding the real name. But he moves to make room for her to start to spread out the decorations on the counter of the stall, and he steps over to start helping her untangle the strings that had gotten all knotted up from the wind.
Pulling them all apart and working to even out the décor, the Heartless offers his own little tidbit about what the Sunbean should have as an option, and when she agrees, Sunjata beams a smile her way. “It’s one of my favorites. Another one I really like is hazelnut and blackberry.” Though they’d been over the whole blackberry was his favorite berry thing before, but the hazelnut one she isn’t sure whether he’s told her about before or not.
Either way, both would be popular flavors this time of year, he’s sure. “Oh, and cinnamon.” He says after a moment, getting his section of the sunflower banner untangled and shoots her a lopsided smile.
the flood
and the next one was a soft touch, but i bled out below
totally sniped from odd ilu
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
Unbothered by his misstep, Nova brightens at the compliment, ever the doting and proud sister. "Right?! My sister came up with it!" And she'll happily announce it from every rooftop, painting the name in graffiti on the walls of New Haven - but she thinks the vibrant yellow banner with sunflowers and coffee beans should be more than enough.
Her fingers move deftly through the tangled mess, already half of it coming undone in a matter of seconds. She doesn't even look like she's thinking about it, but understanding the chaos comes easily and she soon has the Sunbean's banner free of the other glittering decorations.
At the mention of hazelnut and blackberry, Nova tilts her head, wondering at the odd combination. She's intrigued enough to think about trying it based on his recommendation alone, but she asks, "Like in a drink?" Maybe it's a tea or coffee of some kind?
She's more familiar with his second suggestion, her smile widening when she hums. "Mm. Cinnamon will be good too! Maybe in a cider?" Hot chocolate or coffee would probably work too, but she knows cider is a popular beverage this time of year thanks to all the fun spices mixed in.
Flattening out the banner, she looks up at the front of the awning that's conveniently close to Sunjata's head. Since he's already offered his help, Nova doesn't shy away from barking orders, pointing up to indicate where she wants the name displayed in bold, colorful letters. "Let's put it up there!"
the first cut was the deepest, but it healed up whole
“Awesome.” Sunjata offers Nova with a soft laugh and a slight nod, flashing a soft smile as he continues to untangle the banner. They make it go by quickly, spreading it out while they talk so that it’ll be easier to hang. “Yeah, could do a latte or something with it?” He suggests, glancing over at Nova and all of her glitter-vibrancy to see how she might take it. It seems like it’s going well so far, though, if his assumption of the gears working in her head have anything to say about it.
A cider sounds good, though, and given that they’d offered to be one of the stalls to offer a variety of hot drinks, cider certainly aligned with that. “Ooh that sounds good. Apple and cinnamon would be a nice choice.” Warm and homey, he thinks.
Withdrawing about the time the banner’s finally ready, her order is granted with a soft laugh but a nod, snagging the edge of the banner closest to him to lift up to the awning to be affixed to it. “Can you hold this part?” He asks, already assuming she will as he starts to tie the strings to keep it up against the nails that are already partially sticking out from previous events.
the flood
and the next one was a soft touch, but i bled out below
totally sniped from odd ilu
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
"I think we can make that work!" she chirps of the blackberry hazelnut latte. She'll have to experiment with it back at the Sunbean before serving it to anyone, but she has full faith that between her and Caly, they can make something beautiful and delicious for people to drink. It'll probably pair well with their blackberry muffins too, and Nova smiles to herself, plots and plans playing behind her eyes. The cider will also go great with the tiny apple strudels she was thinking about bringing.
While Sunjata grabs one end of the banner, Nova holds up the middle to keep it from pulling out of his grasp. "Got it!" Her head angles to watch him, unable to do more than give directions - which she's more than happy to do. "Make sure it's straight," she instructs, not wanting people to think them sloppy from first impressions alone.
