#which would make a big issue for Laisren

[soulsxng]

Laisren Cynwrig Ris (Oleander Angharad Fiachrae Mac Briar), life until current day, pt 2

Displacement didn't suit the once proud royal knight of the Unseelie, and as Laisren and Bleddyn spent what felt like ages on the run, it became more and more evident that the wounds that Laisren had sustained from the battle had lessened his ability by a fair amount. Though he could still pull his weight for the most part, Bleddyn was rather obviously the protector of the pair, while Laisren had frustratingly become the protected.

If they weren't on the move, Laisren was training. Trying to gain back the prowess that he had lost, even if it often left him exhausted. Despite Bleddyn urging him to slow down, to get his rest, and be more cautious, Laisren's focus remained laser focused on one thing, and one thing alone.

Power. The power to take revenge for what had been done to him.

Day by day though, he instead found himself becoming weaker and weaker. Bogged down by the exhaustion and overexertion that he'd inflicted upon himself.

It took Bleddyn getting hurt while protecting him (again.) for him to realize that this wasn't something that he could rush. That along with focus, he would need patience to see this through...and it was around that time, that the pair was found and taken in by the Tuatha Dé Danann of the Otherworlds.

To Bleddyn's relief, it seemed to do Laisren a world of good. The two became personal knights to the Tuatha Dé Danann early on, and this allowed Laisren a number of new and different things to take his mind away from the grief in his heart. Though he was (and still is) apprehensive, he was able to make friends that have lasted through their time in their new home. Learn about new things, and see new places. He found people that he admired and looked up to (worryingly to Bleddyn, it seemed that rulers and gods were typically the ones that would become the object of said admiration), and found some that he came to consider rivals, of sorts.

Slowly but surely, Laisren began to regain the shine that he'd had before. Even more-so than he had in the Unseelie, he was thriving.

Thought that doesn't mean that the pain is forgotten. Even if he's able to find enjoyment in things again, Laisren doubts that his true goal will ever change.

Little by little, step by step, he would get closer to achieving it. By any means necessary. He would get revenge for his family. And after everything that Bleddyn had done for him-- everything he had sacrificed-- Laisren couldn't let him do this for him, too. Bleddyn would never be allowed to give his life for Laisren, on top of it all.

If that means that he has to see things through by himself, then so be it.