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1, 3, 7, 16, 24, 31, 37, 39, and 42, all for Zar!

thank you for asking about my cat.........

1. How do they move and carry themselves? Pace, rhythm, gestures, energy?

Zariel is incredibly efficient with her movement--she's spent years doing subterfuge for Ash, so she moves quietly and quickly and spares no extra energy in superfluous motion. She otherwise tends to be pretty still and has a very subdued energy--it's not exactly laziness or exhaustion, she's just incredibly stoic and doesn't really give much away, even in her body language or vibes.

3. How do they position themselves in a group? Do they like to be the center of attention, or do they hang back at the edges of a crowd?

Zariel tends to hang in the midst of things, but it's rare she draws any sort of attention to herself. She's the type to listen in and gather as much information as she can about something or someone, hear about the going-ons of everyone around her, and then neatly file that information away. You won't typically notice her, but she's certainly heard everything you've ever talked about in this conversation!

7. How do they physically engage with other people, inanimate objects, and their environment? What causes the differences between these?

Deeply withdrawn, Zariel isn't a very touchy sort of person. She keeps strictly to her personal space bubble and it's rare she reaches out to others--she doesn't even really seem to gesture much. Her environment, however, she's kept perfect track of and she's very aware of any potential weapons either she or someone else might use in her surroundings. She's used to improvised combat, so there's been plenty of times she's grabbed a smashed bottle or broken off a chair leg in a pinch.

16. Do they dream? What are those dreams like?

Zariel has frequent nightmares of her time back when she was held hostage by her half-brothers. It's pretty much all she ever dreams about, reliving the same painful experiences over and over and over again. She tends to go as long as she can without sleep as a result, reluctant to contend with yet another round of horrific torture.

24. How do they present themselves socially? What distinguishes their “persona” from their “true self”, and what causes that difference?

There's a very obvious difference between her persona and her true self--her persona is that of Kalla Ravencloak, a very serious, no-nonsense efficient agent that is skilled at subterfuge and information gathering. As Kalla, she speaks only when necessary, tends to avoid confrontation or drawing attention to herself, and otherwise takes up as little presence as possible.

This, however, is not who Zariel is, but rather the armor she has created for herself. Underneath, Zariel is still the same charr she used to be before the incident--she's loud and bold, with a snarky sense of humor and a reckless, proud streak a mile wide. Only those that are close to her actually get to see this side of her, and those within her close confidence are well aware of how lively and energetic Zariel can truly be.

31. Is there anything that counts as a “dealbreaker” for them, positively or negatively? What makes things go smoothly, and what spoils an activity or ruins their day? Why?

Zariel doesn't particularly enjoy anything that forces her to be intimate in some way with another person, even if it means something as simple as being assigned a partner on a mission. She prefers working alone as much as possible and keeping anyone and everyone as far away from her emotionally as she can manage. As long as she's left to her own devices to carry out her work, she's happy. She's especially reluctant and cagey around other charr, for fear of being recognized, and will actively refuse working with other Ash Legion charr, Cato being special exception for obvious reasons (as Cato was the one who both put in the recommendation for her for Dragon's Watch, and also simply recognized who Zariel was).

37. Have they had any special education or training that colors their means of learning about or understanding the world? Conversely, do they lack some kind of education considered essential in their world? What kind of impact has this addition or lack had on them?

No particularly special education--Zariel was trained in the fahrar like any cub and learned her skills early on when she discovered she was an easy target for bullying and couldn't, despite her best efforts, beat her fellow cubs in a straight up hand to hand fight. So she learned stealth and trickery to play pranks for revenge and to dodge trouble, a skill that translated into her work for Ash. She was in the process of training to take her aunt's place as Centurion, and thus has a somewhat more detailed education of the politics of the Black Citadel, although it's nothing she particularly utilizes anymore.

39. What sort of questions or thoughts recur in their lives, either specifically or as a theme? Why are these never answered, or answered permanently to their satisfaction?

Zariel is haunted by what her life could've been if her brothers hadn't ruined it for her. She doesn't exactly dwell on it on a daily basis, but sometimes late at night she'll lie awake thinking about what should've been and feeling... angry, cheated by the world. She's not unhappy with her current lot as part of Dragon's Watch exactly, it's good work that leaves her feeling accomplished and like she's doing something important. She just wishes she could go back to when things were simple, when she felt safe in her own skin, when she was able to go by her name and not a fake name. What her life could've been is, unfortunately, a question and a scenario that is permanently out of her reach. Her half-brothers made sure of that.

42. I have a question of my own!

Fun Zariel Facts:

-Big coffee drinker, always has been.

-Can't cook to save her life. She could burn water given the chance.

-Has always gone out of her way to feed stray animals.

-Has been a breeder of ravens for quite some time, since her youth. It started as a hobby, although once she started getting promotions she started training her birds to carry messages for her. She's quite proud of them, and was pretty sore to lose her flock after she was kidnapped and had to start over from scratch. These days, her birds carry messages for Dragon's Watch.

[beyondmistland]

Hidden History of the North: Lost Letter VIII

Letter #87: The Ballad of the Desert Wolf is popular in Dorne despite House Stark’s claim that Roderick Ravencloak had no bastards. (The king’s heir and successor wed Jeyne Bracken out of spite for his parents. Thus did Alaric become known as “the Acrimonious”.)

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[rouilleandcompany]

Alexia Nightseeker

“I’m just trying to match the tone of my life, since I’m apparently living in a bad tearjerker-slash-romance novel.”

Alexia is entirely done taking the world’s shit. Sarcastic and often blunt, she has managed to avoid despair following the tragedies of her life by taking nothing seriously. Despite a shield of humor, however, she is still cautious. She does not trust anyone who seems overly-intent on grabbing power.

Family History: The marriage of Krindoran Sunspark and Revaria Roseseeker was intense and passionate. Revaria was training to be a priestess when Krindoran caught her eye. He played the part of an innocent bartender, but he wooed the young priestess with his surprising, untrained fel powers. He would present her with demon slaves, swearing that she would live like a queen if she would marry him. Raised by a simple, pious family, Revaria was seduced by the power and adventure offered by Krindoran. She agreed to be his wife, and abandoned her family and the path of the Light to join him. Kirndoran and Revaria combined their last names into Sunseeker, dreaming of the power of Prince Kael’thas’ soldiers. Less than a year after they married, Alexia was born.

Early Life: Alexia was caught in the midst of a new marriage based on a thirst for power. While the Sunseekers opened up a small bar of their own, they practiced demonic arts in the basement. Alexia would often find herself watched over by demons while her parents experimented elsewhere. Even as a child, she could sense the danger of the fel in her house. Her parents attempted to train her in their magic, but she recoiled and refused to become enraptured by its power.

Alexia’s younger sister was born when she was 15, and was much more open to her parents’ experimentation. Lidrendranna was raised when the family was a bit more settled, and so she bonded more with her parents. She was willing to dabble in the Fel arts, and encouraged her sister to be more open. Alexia, however, chose to escape her family by focusing her energy running the family bar.

Krindoran had always been more extreme in his practicing of the Fel than Revaria, and the divides in their marriage were beginning to show. Immediately following the Scourge invasion, these differences shrunk, as Krindoran’s demons saved the family. This increased Krindoran’s confidence as well, though, and he began pushing further into the Fel arts. Revaria begged him to be cautious, but Krindoran had never been one for caution.

Alexia chose to abandon her family when the Legion began its assault. Lidrendranna had convinced her to stay with them for years, but the newfound paranoia surrounding demons put the Sunseeker family in danger. Alexia had never felt strong love or loyalty to her family, and so chose to avoid their presumed fate by turning her back on them entirely. She sought out High Priest Lightshock, who agreed to train her in the ways of the Light. Alexia never much took to the Light, considering it pretentious and dishonest in its extremity, but she appreciated the separation from her family.

While she was away, the tensions in her family came to a head. Revaria decided she had had enough, and separated from Krindoran. Krindoran, overcome with grief and with very few skills outside the Fel, decided to summon a succubus to help win his wife back the same way he wooed her to begin with. In his emotional state, however, he failed to control the demon. She killed Krindoran, and took over the body of Lidrendranna, who had stayed her father’s apprentice until the bitter end. While the fate of Lidrendranna was not clear, her disappearance and Krindoran’s death at the hands of demons was obvious enough. Upon discovering Krindoran’s corpse and his notes explaining his true purpose, Revaria blamed herself entirely. In the same room as her dead husband, she took her own life.

Alexia was neither surprised nor particularly hurt when she learned of her family’s demise. Deciding that they at least went out in the blaze of glory they built for themselves, she chose to move on with her studies. She did mourn for Lidrendranna, but believes that the path trod by her family was of their own doing.

Recent History (RPed In-Game): Alexia began to delve into the Shadow as the terror of the Legion became strong. She wished for a grey area, between the intensities drawn in her Light training. Through this, she travelled to Undercity briefly to study under the Cult of the Forgotten Shadow; her name also tends to turn up in whispers of those looking to learn more about the Void.

Known Associates: Allied with Rendoran Ravencloak and Corvus (Will insert character name when remembered whoops). Requested training from Emmaerea Blacksong in the Void, and Mastean Swiftsilver in mental control.

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Basic Information

Age: 60

Physical Age: Mid 20’s

Hair Color: Reddish-blue (red pre-Void)

Eye Color: White (green pre-Void)

Skin Color: Blue-purple of the Void-touched (porcelain pre-Void)

Physical Features: Large lips and eyes. Thin, hooked nose. She has one void tentacle extending from the back of her neck.

Tattoos (if any): N/A

Height: 5’3”

Weight: 120 lbs

Place of residence: Currently, Silvermoon (will change with Voidification)

Place of Birth: Silvermoon

Romantic Interests: None currently

Religion/Philosophy: She appears on the surface to be a follower of the Light. However, she believes in balance and middle ground, and has begun a worship of the Shadow.

Occupation: Apprentice of the Light

Weapons of choice: Light magic. If in a pinch, however, she will use a dagger.

Hobbies: Experimenting with mixed drinks. Eavesdropping. Minor magical experimentation.

Special Abilities: A talented bartender. Years of watching her parents grow more extreme, as well as chatting with drunk elves, has given her some level of insight into the ways people tend to think.

Positive Personality Traits: Intelligent, insightful, and brave. Her immediate reaction is usually to help. Takes initiative.

Negative Personality Traits: Sarcastic and quick to call people out. Short-tempered. Very distrustful of people who seem to be seeking power, and quick to blame them for any downfalls due to power-seeking. Doesn’t attach well.

Misc. Quirks: Has a high tolerance for alcohol. After becoming a Void elf, she sprouted one void tentacle in the back of her neck—this tentacle has something of a mind of its own.

Favorite Food: Roasted quail

Favorite Drink: Vodka with lemon juice, sugar, and cranberry juice.

Favorite Spot: Behind a bar

Favorite Animal: Dogs, especially bigger hunting or guard dogs

Least Favorite Food: Pretzels

Least Favorite Drink: Mojito. Too damn complicated and long to make.

Least Favorite Spot: The Bazaar

Least Favorite Animal: Any fucking cat.

RP Class: (Soon-to-be Shadow) Priest

[lettersofsky]

Streaming Shenanigans

@chaoscheebs gave me “I really like a man who’s good with his hands,” for Strifesodos and I immediately went to Streamer Friends Dynamics and it’s not NSFW in the slightest. Just fun cracky nonsense in this one! To help balance out the last one.

Tip Jar

“Chetchi says you’re terrible.”

“Chetchi doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”

“Malborowaifu doesn’t think you’ll do it either.”

“Why don’t you ever read out the nice comments,” Cloud complained, gaze focused on the screen in front of him. He flicked his gaze to Genesis’ form, registering the other man’s teasing smile before returning his attention to the game.”Boost my confidence, or something like that.”

“They’re so hard to find though,” Genesis whined, burrowing further into his warm jacket and focusing on the chat he had opened in front of him. “Everyone’s complaining that you’re butchering their favourite songs.”

“I’m not butchering them!” Cloud said, amusement colouring his tone as he selected the next piece of music for the night. “I’m barely missing the notes!”

“Whatever helps you get through the day,” Genesis responded, leaning back against the couch. He brought up the poll for the next song selection and groaned when he saw what the next few songs would be. “They’re going through my music library again,” he whined, gazing at the titles of four songs by one of his favourite bands.

“I’ll make sure to butcher those,” Cloud promised, flexing his hand around his controller as he started the song. “Find something nice to say while I do this.”

“Alright,” Genesis said, switching back to the chat and reading what the comments that crawled across his screen. It was just a small stream tonight, late and easy-going for the subscribers, usually the second Friday night of the month was reserved for the four of them a fighting game of some kind but both Aerith and Sephiroth were own of town and they’d decided to just relax with a rhythm game.

They’d started with a few songs that Cloud liked before opening up to viewer requests, when things got fun. They’d sent in the most amusing requests; troll songs, opening themes, actual requests and he even thought he’d recognized the Chocobo Warriors theme song amongst the pieces Cloud had already played through, then they’d starting sending in some of his and Cloud’s favourite artists. Watching Cloud become frustrated over his inability to play his favourite pieces of music was amusing to say the least.

With Cloud’s request for him to find something nice to say to him, the chat was flooded with questions, queries and encouragement. He snorted at a few of the more amusing messages from Cloud’s more amusing subscribers, shifting to a comfortable position as he responded to the ones that had caught his eyes.

“Aerith and Seph are away, Drago,” Genesis answered one of the questions in the chat, skimming the crawling words for compliments to give Cloud once he was done with his current track. “They’re searching for replacements.”

“They won’t have to work hard for that,” Cloud muttered, pulling a laugh from Genesis’ throat. The chat erupted with amused responses to the man’s words and a few people that didn’t quite grasp their particular brand of humour needing to have the joke explained to them.

The track finished in the next minute, showing off Cloud’s score and his overall ranking. It was a decent score, much better than the scores he had gotten little more than an hour before, Cloud was definitely getting better as he went. The chat had noticed as well, if the flood of congratulatory messages was any indication.

Cloud set down his controller on the table in front of him, reaching out towards where Genesis was sitting. “Come here,” Cloud urged, patting the space next to him before holding his hand to him again. “I wanna see the trash they’re saying about me.”

Genesis snorted but grasped Cloud’s hand and allowed him to tug him from his comfy seat and next to him, burrowing into his side to soak up as much of the other’s warmth as he could. He handed the man the device he had been reading the chat on, leaving him to interact with the viewers as he got himself comfortable again.

“Shut up guys,” Cloud grumbled, rolling his eyes at the camera for the audience. “We’re not being ‘sweetly domestic’, Gen’s just being a heat sponge again.”

“I’m stealing that term for later,” he informed the other man, stretching his legs out along the couch until he was tucked against Cloud’s side. “It’s perfect for us.”

“Don’t encourage them,” Cloud said, words coloured with an exaggerated sigh. His hand lifted from where it had been resting and started to run through his hair with absent-minded movements, pulling a pleased noise from Genesis’ noise as he relaxed against him completely. “Chetchi’s threatening us with fanart, again.”

“I love Chetchi’s art,” Genesis said, teasing smile in place as he looked up at Cloud. “The one they did of you and Seph as Air Pirates is the most adorable thing ever.”

Cloud flushed slightly but ignored him, focusing on interacting with the chat for a bit. “Thank you for the compliments Gravedigger,” he said, eyes moving over the chat quickly. “And thank you, Breezy, for the grievous insult to my skills.”

Genesis smiled, content to listen to Cloud talk to the chat as he remained pressed to his side and enjoyed his warmth and the relaxed feeling of the stream. It wasn’t that uncommon for them to end up curled up together during the streams, despite how flustered Cloud always got, and the viewers were well aware of that fact; Chetchi’s wouldn’t be the first piece of them curled up together, nor did he think it would be the last. A lot of them were incredibly cute and he loved embarrassing Cloud with them.

He focused back on Cloud when a particular comment caught his attention, turning towards him and speaking without a second thought.

“- not just dating me for my looks, Ravencloak! There’s other reasons!

“I really like a man who’s good with his hands.”

Cloud paused, looking down at him with flushed cheeks and an expression that told him how foolish he was being. He blinked after a few moments, turning away from him as he responded. “I’m glad you said ‘man’ instead of ‘person’ there.”

“Oh?”

“Yup,” Cloud answered, gaze purposely trained on the chat. “If you had said ‘person’ then you’d probably dump me for Aerith at least once every month.”

Genesis opened his mouth to say something in response but froze, considering what Cloud had said. “Point,” he said, reaching out and taking his device back from Cloud. “The things that woman can do with her hands are positively sinful.”

He felt no qualms in labelling Aerith that way; she was a champion at fighters and ensured that they remembered it. During one of their previous streams together he’d turned the video onto her hands so the viewers could see the exact precision and speed of her hands during the matches; to say it was impressive was putting it lightly. It was one of their highest viewed clips, aside from the one where Seph and Cloud got jumpscared by a RPG-maker game.

“Yup,” Cloud agreed with a soft laugh, reaching out and picking his controller up again. “Now, which of your favourite songs am I destroying first?”

[thegodthief]

No, [Anon], I’m not telling you to do the thing because I’m afraid you’ll be more awesome than me. I’m telling you to do the thing because intentionally blowing off medical advice can fucking kill you. George Ravencloak is an outlier and should not have been fucking counted.

I dun care how many “miraculous” events I’ve lived through, I’m still going to get x-rays if I think I’ve broken my arm. Miracles are outliers in themselves and can not be counted on for saving my ass for dramatic effect.

If you wanna be better than me at something, how about being better at preventative health care by getting a physical once a year and while you’re at it, how about having a mental care check up in the confidence of a licensed practitioner’s office because it’s always the shit you think is nothing to bother with that jumps up and bites you in the emotional taint when you least expect it.

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