Aiko Mitsune

🩸Varré is many things, but most importantly, he is a follower. As much as he thinks he’s in control, he truly isn’t. This is all thanks to Miquella of course.

🩸Mohg truly was an amazing leader and did care deeply for his followers, but the charm Miquella had on him forced him to not show this part of himself. He seemed unresponsive to his faithful followers, but truly was not his fault.

🩸Varré, unfortunately, was not aware of Miquella’s charm or his plan to kill Mohg, so when one of the newer members of the mohgwhyn dynasty invaded him, he expected Mohg to save him.

🩸no matter how much he begged and cried, Mohg never answered him. As Varré was on the brink of unconsciousness, he saw a moving figure out of the corner of his eye.

“Mohg…” Varré groaned, raising his hand at the blurry figure in front of him as his vision started to black. “Please… give me..” he took a sharp painful breath, “life.” He felt warm as his eyes were closed and his body was relaxed. If this was death, he wasn’t sure if he truly wanted to live again.

Varré’s eyes tried to open, but the bright limbgrave sun shined on his face. He felt a hand under his head as it lifted him up so he would be staring into his lap. He was finally able to open his eyes, and when he looked up, he was met with a warm and familiar face.

“Oh! My lambkin!” He smiled, finally feeling as if he was able to rest. He sighed as he lowered his head, “I feel so silly,” he chuckled and slumped his head into your shoulder.

🩸you comforted him, and helped him cope with Mohg’s supposed betrayal with warm and hopeful words. He pretty much the same as before, except he would have some bursts of emotion and would need some time alone.

🩸he would not eat or drink anything unless you forced him, and even if he did eat whatever you forced down his gullet, it would end up being rejected later in the day nine times out of ten.

🩸it takes a very long time to get him to accept your help directly, but when you’re able to get through to him, it really helps. You need to put things into perspective for him and show him that his whole life does not revolve around one person.

🩸you know that eventually, he needs to learn if Mohg’s passing. That Varré didn’t do anything to warrant him not being saved, but it was hard. Varré is quite unpredictable, so his reaction could be frightening.

Varré sat against the wall of the abandoned church, just waiting. He wasn’t waiting for anything in particular, but he still waited. It was something he found himself doing quite often when you weren’t near. He heard something, or something, approaching, but he didn’t move. Whatever it was, it wasn’t fast, so he assumed it wasn’t anything dangerous.

“Hey, do you have some time to talk?” You sat down next to Varré and stared at him with your head in your hand. He turned his head towards you and stared you down, “when don’t I have time?” You chuckled and sat up straight, your face quickly becoming serious. “It’s about Mohg, so I don’t want to spring it up on you,” you admitted, trying to read Varré’s expression. “Go ahead.”

🩸you explained the situation of Mohg’s death causing his unresponsiveness to Varré’s past pleas. Varré was very much upset, but he didn’t blow up. He mourned the death of his luminary, but he was glad that there was nothing that he did wrong and was being punished for it.

🩸you’ve gone on a small journey back to the empyrean cocoon just to see if you could find anything of use to help heal Varré’s mental wounds, but when you came back, you found something and didn’t seem ready to rest.

“We need to go”

edit to add this dialogue from Gideon:

EDIT 2: Messmer's helm description literally stated he accepted his fate. he was just brooding sitting in the dark minding his own business, & he'd have been fine for a long time more if the Tarnished hadn't sauntered in & triggered all of his insecurities at once.

hell, he's still maintaining the jar clinic, the Keep still shows signs of activities, his "suffering" is him not being able to see his mom. but it is what it is, he already accepted that. yet people still love to blame Marika while we are the one fucking his brain chemical up???

his bros are throwing a divine disco light party next to his house and he's like "i do not care 🫤 i do not see 😑". he doesn't even give a shit there would be a new God (as long as it's not his mom marrying someone he deems unfit). i think he'd even take up gardening while waiting for Marika to pick him up, no problem. why can't we just tell him his mom is imprisoned istg