@leopiaRoyah is such a dream! (quite literally now that I think about it haha) The personality notes you have for her are so soft and immersive already as to how she is, and who she came from.
@WysterinkaWelcome welcome! Fables are an obsession of mine I don't think I can ever quit
Not that i'm complaining of course! I hope they can become yours as well
@BlueEyedKite *bows* as you wish my friend
(Caturix is also SO amazing!! I haven't had the chance to share my awe yet, but he's so beautiful! I love his concept so much!)I was waiting to land on a name for him before formally introducing but i'm truly too excited and giddy to wait!!
Meet my newest obsession..... ( insert amazing name here
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spotify x
youtube Bezel did such a tremendous job on him, taking every wild bit of inspiration and vibe-concepts I had and molded them into reality! I may have answered the herd question prematurely, as I realized soon after posting that he and
Wonder will probably cross paths and work together towards something new! Whether or not they stay working towards the same goal forever is still to be said, however.
Names in the running are Elphael, Aradin, Steel, March, Hound. I might go with Wonder's naming convention for this part of the world they reside in, and the station/cause they have pledged themselves to!
I'm still working on (putting off more likely) my storage and lore pages for them all, but here's what I had shared with Bezel in his creation and share with you now!!
- Wolfhound Knight, pledged to a kingdom of the Dawn and Dusk that fell to ruin as it strayed from the Skies teachings for greed. Night plunged the land into an eternal darkness centuries ago. Only the moon judges him now.
- He still stands guard amidst the ruins, the last keeper of it's memory. While all warmth and balance has been drained from him, there may be hope still. The sun may pierce his heart and warm the soul once more.
- While in servitude to the kingdom, he was tasked with handling threats to said kingdom. Vengeful beasts he felled, but with every taking of a life, part of his soul was replaced with theirs. Became more wolflike over time, until he and the kingdom were lost. Partially reflective of how the kingdom was an aggressor and tipped the scales of balance, using him as a tool until the end.
Feet drag wearily through the snow, silver-blue powder biting through fur and lodging itself in clumps along broad legs. Flakes fall silently from the forever-dark sky, blanketing the Fable in his vigil. He should be able to feel the cold through his dark and ragged fur, trigger the impulse to find somewhere warm to bed and rest, but sensation left his form a century ago. His body ran cold the moment his kingdom fell, the moment the sun fell from the sky and consumed them all.
Lost to time, the memory of a cape and a brilliant sword lays burdensome with duty on his shoulders. The whisper of soft velvet and a shining moonsteel blade falls from his mind quickly, unable to hold onto it for long. No matter. The night sky cloaks him now. Moonlight shines upon stained limestone, shining stone once stacked high for miles, now crumbles in the breeze. His mind lies empty as he crosses what was once a market street. Grief took him and tucked him in the back of his head, making space for the one thing he pledged; to protect. to guard. to stand watch.
To forget the sun ever existed. To be held captive in the moons teeth.
