of recoil and grace

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[OPEN] of recoil and grace

Öde Posts: 145

Aurora Basin Disciple atk: 5 | def: 10 | dam: 5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17 hh :: 4.5 HP: 64.5 | Buff: NOVICE

Blu

#20

02-19-2017, 01:24 AM

Öde hasn't given much thought to death, surprisingly. He understands it, accepts it, has experienced it, and even defeats it, but beyond that, nothing. What does it mean when he enters Oblivion's void, both living and not? Do others fall into such a space, if even briefly? Where do you go when it's your final time? What is our purpose to begin with?

Such things he figures are important to know and to wonder, but he's not sure it's possible to ever discover. Even he, easily walking between the two, has only received ambivalent answers. Mostly it just hasn't been worth it. You live, you die, and you do what you can in-between - he perhaps is equipped to do more, but in the same way others are bolstered by abilities he lacks. In the end they are but shadows cast off the gods, and so they move and dance and mime until the light is gone and their shape dissolves into nothing.

Still, Öde thinks of the passing of his mother, and how it shook him as a boy. The grave sight, meant for him, is marked with a strange tree. He visits it more than he will ever say, and as he thinks about it now, he supposes it's because of that tree. It has a marker, something tangible to tie a memory to, something to look at when you grieve and speak to when you hurt. A tomb, a marker, seems more than fitting for such a grand lord as Deimos the Reaper. That it'd be cut out of the icy mountains he reigned for so long seemed much more fitting than a gnarled tree too.

"Gladly, Öde intones as he steps forth to join Erebos in moving the lost king. Mindful of his horns, Öde leans down to use his neck and shoulders near Deimos' rump. He thinks of grabbing the tail so as not to trample it, but having never been this close to Deimos in life, and having only known him with dignity, it seems so very childish to grip his lion's length between his teeth, where the cold of the corpse would become more significant. Instead he'll watch his hooves, though he knows this will be no easy task.

THE GLASS IS HALF EMPTY

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