[Prince Audric]

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Aether

Name Meaning:
Primordial god of light and the heavenly upper air

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A Vacation:
Aether dropped to a knee bowing his head towards Hades as he entered the castle and was met with a sigh, “Aether, you don’t have to act like that around me. I am not like the previous Hades.”

He stood once more and looked at the current Hades, “I’m sorry my Lord Hades.”

Hades sighed again but let the formality slide, “Tell me what the previous Hades was like?”

Aether walked besides Hades and pondered it a moment, “Well he was incredibly strict. Pretty harsh as well. Loved giving out punishments and viewed the job of creating his subjects as more of a power over them than saving them, like you do my lord.”

Hades nodded, as it was similar to what other Angels had told him. The Hades that had passed the role onto him was much crueler and truly fit the heartless king of the underworld stereotype, “Why did he turn you into an angel then Aether?”

“I was a personal vendetta I suppose. I was one of the first angels he created since he knew me in his previous life or something. Saw me and remembered his old life and became angry and tricked me into signing the deal, to do his every bidding. I honestly can’t remember why, it was so long ago.” Aether spoke and Hades caught the bitter tone to his words.

Hades nodded and then turned to look at Aether, “well, I am sending you on a vacation Aether. You deserve one.”

Aether looked at Hades confused, “A vacation? What do you mean my lord?”

Hades laughed a bit, “Oh don’t look at me like I am banishing you. I just think you deserve some time in the mortal realm. The underworld drags on you after being trapped down here and I want you to enjoy your immortal life.”

Aether was surprised but nodded a bit, “Thank you Hades. But where will I go?”

Hades pondered a moment, “Well do you like to garden?”

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Aether stood at the gates of the property looking at the various gardens holding a variety of plants and thought back on Hades words. He hadn’t thought he would seriously send him to a garden. He was probably soaked with death from all those decades living in the underworld so how was he supposed to grow anything. Even the sunlight had taken him a while to get used to when he left the cave system.

He shifted the bag that he had swung onto his shoulder nervously and then pushed open the gate to go meet the gardeners. He hadn’t even taken more than a step into the property when a viscet rushed up in a purple cloak. She threw her arms around him with a soft squeal and he was thrown off balance for a moment.

“Oh! Aether right? I am so glad you will be staying with us! Hades was telling me all about how the old Hades treated you and I am here to assure you that all that is in the past now! Now, where should I start?” The viscet rambled on and Aether just stared at her for a moment, unsure what he should do.

“Gods Mae, let the poor Angel breathe.” Another viscet called from the doorway and the purple cloaked viscet, Mae, blushed and let go of Aether.

“Oh, I do apologize! I just got excited is all,” Mae blushed and looked at Aether.

He opened his mouth to speak but found it difficult to form the words so it came out as a jumbled bunch of gibberish. Now it was his turn to blush and the two girls chuckled a bit, “Why don’t you come on inside Aether? We can talk over some tea.”

Aether nodded and followed the girls inside the simple cottage that seemed to be in the front portion of the gardens. He sat in a plush chair and carefully placed his small bag of belongings on the floor between his feet. Mae handed him a cup of tea and he listened to her talk as he sipped it, enjoying the conversations between her and the second viscet, Fera, before he worked up the courage to speak himself.

“Pardon me, but why would Hades send me here? I won’t be much help in the gardening.” Aether asked and Mae smiled at him.

“It wasn’t so much for you to help us, but for us to help you. He thought it might be good for you to get away from the gloom and doom of the underworld and what better place than a garden?” Mae told him and he shrugged.

“I suppose, but still. I know nothing about gardening or plants.” He admitted and Mae rested a hand on his shoulder.

“We will teach you. Don’t worry. Now let’s get you all set up and then we can start working.”

Aether truly wasn’t much help in the gardens as any time he touched one of the plants, even just a gentle brush, caused them to wither and die. After the loss of a whole garden, Mae directed him to sorting fruit but even that turned into disaster as the bench became overflowing with decaying fruit. Worried that he was just causing the nature sprites more work to fix his mess ups, Aether chose to slip away to the stream where the sprites collected their water from, he couldn’t possibly mess anything up there.

As he sat on the banks, he noticed a small sapling struggling to grow and scooped up some water to sprinkle around it. Rather than shrivel at the touch, the tree seemed to grow even larger. Mae joined him at the river and smiled at his discovery.

“What is it?” He asked.

“A poplar. The tree of Hades. They are quite common in the Underworld, perhaps you have found your talent after all. Most of the Nature sprites struggle with getting them to grow here.” Mae told him, watching his face light up.

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• [ \\ Username. corrosive_limes • Name. Liron Kaleo Anatoli Stirling • Gender. Male - DMAB //] •

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------The twilight colored Viscet let out a soft sigh and looked up at the sky as the last few chords of the song faded into silence. It was raining. Well, not really raining, but rather a light drizzle. Still, it was enough to make circumstances miserable - especially since he and his sister had been sitting out in it all day with only light cloaks for protection. This was the kind of damp chill that seeps through your fur and skin and clings to your bones, and there was just enough bite to it that you could easily tell autumn was well on its way.
------Liron dropped his head and looked over at his sister Sirris, who was sitting just to his left and using a barrel as a makeshift table. He pressed his lips together in a slight grimace. She returned the worried look, shaking her head slightly. No luck.
------You see, the thing you need to know about Liron and his older sister is that they live on the streets and don't really have jobs. Instead, they have to make their own living with what little they can get. The only item Liron possessed was his violin - old and scuffed up, but it played just fine - and Sirris had a small collection of things such as cards, finger bones, and crystal balls. Aside from that, they each had a black, lightweight cloak, and that was the extent of their wealth.
------To provide for themselves, Liron sang and played songs on his violin as a street musician while Sirris is a fortune teller, offering to tell local passerby their fortunes. In an average week the two can make enough gold to live off of fairly well, which generally includes paying for food and the occasional night in an inn if the weather is particularly bad. Recently however, things haven't been going too well for them. So far today they hadn't earned even a single coin.
------Liron closed his eyes and sighed, bowing his head. He allowed himself a brief moment of respite before lifting his violin and returning to the task at hand. He began to play another song, his paws moving flawlessly in time, gliding smoothly through every memorized note. He opened one eye briefly to scan the Viscets walking by and noticed two Viscets standing nearby. He thought nothing of it and closed his eye again, focusing on nothing but the sound of the melody.
------The song came to an end with a flurry of notes and Liron opened his eyes. He took a breath but before he could continue, the two Viscets he'd noticed earlier walked up to him.
------"Oh, hello gentlemen," Liron greeted them. "Is there something I can help you with?"
------Now that he got a better look at them, Liron could tell by their outfits that they were wealthy. Upper-class at least, possibly even noblemen.
------"Yes, actually, there is!" one replied energetically. "My companion and I were just so completely impressed by your abilities that we wanted to know if you'd be interested in performing at the Equinox Ball at the Governor's mansion tonight? We'd be willing to pay you handsomely for your services and would spread good word of your name among our acquaintances."
------Liron was surprised, taken aback by their offer.
------"I...I'm honored you think so highly of my playing, kind sirs. I'd be more than happy to oblige your offer."
------"Excellent!" the original Viscet clapped. "Well then, in that case, we look forward to seeing you there. In the mean time, I hope you have a most wonderful day! Farewell."
------"And to you as well," Liron called after them as the two walked away, disappearing into the crowd.
------He shook his slightly, dazed, and looked over at Sirris. He was incredulous, trying to comprehend what had just happened.
------"...Sirris?"
------"Yes?"
------"Do...do you think they were being serious?"
------She paused. "I see no reason to doubt them right now. And besides, what's the worst that could happen? You show up, get told to leave, and find out they were liars."
------Liron nodded slowly. "Yeah...Well, I suppose I should go get ready then."
------"You should," Sirris agreed. "Be careful. I'll see you later tonight."
------As Liron put away his violin and started off in the direction of the given mansion, he couldn't help but think that maybe this was finally their chance to get a real foothold in the world.
------------Maybe Lady Luck had finally smiled upon them.
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------The ball was bright, loud, and noisy as Liron stood near a set of curtains. He was so overwhelmed by sights, sounds, and smells that he couldn't remember them all if he tried. His paws were trembling with nerves and he felt nauseous and apprehensive, but as soon as he lifted his violin and began to play, all that faded away and the rest of the event passed in a glowing blur.
------By the time Liron was aware of his surroundings again, the ball was ending. He noticed a blue and orange Viscet watching him, who approached him as soon as Liron saw him.
------"I don't believe we've met before. What might your name be?"
------"My name is Liron. And you?"
------"Ah, well met Liron. I'm Mercurius." Mercurius tilted his head. "You're interesting, Liron. Mysterious. Came from nowhere, with skills like that? A Viscet like you always has an intriguing story."
------Liron chuckled slightly. "I'm afraid you're mistaken. I'm nothing special."
------"Is that so? Then might I ask where you learned to play?"
------"Oh, I'm self taught in fact."
------"Really?" Mercurius seemed somewhat impressed.
------"Well, I suppose my sister did help me learn."
------"Sister?"
------"Yeah, her name is Sirris. We live on our own and she tells fortunes while I play."
------"A fortune teller? My, this just keeps getting better and better." Mercurius seemed genuinely intrigued by this point. "If she's anything like you, she's bound to be fascinating. Could you possibly introduce us someday?"
------"Yeah. Actually, we could do it tonight, if you wanted."

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The great great grandson of the viscet who betrayed Prince Nuatilus,

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She watched the world through a hazy film. Everything was dull, lacked the luster that most saw in life. Isana was bored, to put it simply. She had walked the gardens a hundred times, read her books a hundred times, fed the bird a hundred times. She had run out of things to do. What was there to her life but to grow old. She knew of her parents plans for her, for her to marry another from a way’s away. Her life was simply too planned out, she wanted more of… something! Her sigh seemed to rattle a nearby butler, and he questioned if she was alright. With a forced smile Isana nodded to him, promising she was and simply in deep thought.

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