Adelric

Descending from the floating island with his sister and Tobias, Adelric looks out across the land. North is where they are headed- so far north that even way up here in the sky he cannot see the land they are headed towards. Only the peaks of the distant mountains are even slightly visible. Hopefully, the distance would give him time. There was much to sort out and ponder, much think over and consider. Turning his head to the side to fight off the bite of the freezing wind, the half-child looks upon his sister and smiles. Together they could be strong, even if life had been cruel to them.

When his twin had found him upon the island and first delivered the terrible news that their father was dead, well… what was there really to say? Adelric had wondered if a monster could ever be anything different, but now he will never find out. The pedestal that his father had been placed on in his mind is now empty, occupied by space and nothingness. The only thing he has left is the lock of Kriegers’ hair that is wound through Tobias’ antlers. He does not know what could fill that void- perhaps he will find it to the north. As for mommy dearest… Trying to find her had made it seem like she was dead too. She was nowhere to be found, and the ultimate reason for their delayed travel, but Adelric had wanted so badly to see her one more time before they left. Another time, he thinks sadly to Tobias, who only chortles his soft cervidian song in response.

But perhaps this is all part of growing up, becoming more independent, growing into his thoughts and mind. As for Zunden, she very much seems to be growing into her body, he thinks. Every day she grows taller, stronger, braver- she will be like their father, he is certain. But who is he like? Not his warrior dad who had charged into battle bravely and been over-numbered, as described by his sister. Not like his beautiful mother, who has made it her life goal to heal others. He is simply Adelric, plain and boring; hopefully it will be enough.

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When they finally curve around the last bend of the mountain, Adelric finds himself nearly frozen to the bone. He walks pressed up against Zunden if she lets him, Tobias alternating between Adelric and Zundens’ open sides (and the middle when they would let him) to try and keep them both warm. This is not a good place to be, he decides, but it was their father’s place, so it will have to be theirs. Stopping far back from the sentinels, which both frighten and intrigue the child, Adelric whinnies out loudly, trying to be strong for the both of them and wondering if anybody will hear them over the roar of the terrible, frozen wind.

“Remember,” he whispers shortly after, “our unicorn mother was attacked by a cougar and we didn’t see what happened but we think she died.” Of course, he probably doesn’t have to remind Zunden, but he feels it imperative that their story is the same. After all, hadn’t their father said they would be in grave danger if it was found out they had an equine mother? This is a gamble, coming here… but the roulette wheel has already started spinning and it can’t be stopped now. The half-child will have to wait and see where the ball lands; his life is no longer in his control.


@[Zünden] first please. And @[Erebos] asked me to tag her. Otherwise open- somebody let these two munchkins into the Basin!

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