SPICY RAT

        Eyes only remained open for a moment to flutter close and listen to the music. His words danced in her head – she loved to hear music... She supposed her own mother had loved to hear music, but she didn’t know all that much about Avalona. It broke her heart… But at least he had some connection with his.     It doesn’t matter, Evelyn. Tomorrow is a new day.      She swayed with the music’s rise and fall, breaths slowing and body calming. Evelyn could cry, something so special and so beautiful… Did someone TRULY see her Lathander-given powers as something so beautiful but in a different way than sight? She smiled despite the tears that wanted to well up. Chipper spirit now more calm, a compliment from the lips of the blonde.         “…Wow… That was real… nice… No, wow, that was absolutely beautiful. I don’t… You might find this hard to believe, but I don’t have many words.”

        She was intrigued with every word he said, hanging on to each one as if her life depended on it. The boring sea below would hurt if she let go of the comforting magic that held her up top. He was that for her in this moment, an embrace that kept her hanging on by the second. With each word came more intrigue. Hearing magic? What a lovely gift!        “She seems real sweet! She taught you well, that was just beautiful…”       Stray hums of the song passed in through the air as she swayed along to a now songless melody.         “Wait… You can… You can HEAR MAGIC? Like MUSIC?”       She was now fully on that mountain of faith and magic, basking in the sun’s rays as they shone upon her in form of full knowledge.         “You don’t look mad at all. You’re just doin’ what you do best! I… I don’t wanna ask, we just met, but…”        Eyes met with his figure as she scooted forward in enhanced intrigue. This man had a shining light within him, Evelyn could see that. It radiated from his heart and only brightened when he spoke.

      The lights from the stars in the sky were borrowed for the moment to capture themselves among sea of blue, hues twinkling as the bard mused about his capabilities. The moment’s stresses were forgot in the song of his voice and Evelyn felt such an unabashed happiness at his explanation. Music didn’t even have to be playing and she felt the notes as they moved through the air with his voice.       “I might… He doesn’t like answerin’ questions all that much, but I’m sure he’d be real happy to answer this one! It’s ‘bout his music, after all!” Once again, the stars shone if not only for her to express her joy in a gasp and eyes that once again shone.       “Your mom taught you? OOH– magical gift?”      The word is said like an interested child being told a bedtime story, belief in the magic of existence itself and the magic that music provided. Instant conviction for someone who was so optimistic and believed in the innate good within all… A light in the darkness.        “What’s the magical gift? I have a friend - she knows a whole lot ‘bout magic, but I’m not all that great with knowin’ that kinda stuff…”

❛ it is just used for jam, i promise. though i am sure someone out there could use it for power… ❜

Britt has a lot of power and experience and Flynn has seen that. I think Roundtable Rival fits her perfectly. The confidence in her magic. I can see her kicking ass and taking everyone down solo while Flynn just claps cause he’s so proud of her.

If you ignore the beginning introduction speech cause this is from a musical, Thunderchild is totally Strix. The lyrics of the song match her so well and the instruments all just reflect a battle and erratic panic to try and escape which sounds a lot like a certain Trash Witch. Sure, the song ends with the Thunderchild being defeated but one boat got away and we know Strix would fall to let the party live.

I think Evelyn would have a song I don’t know the true name of cause finding the OST for Merlin is very hard but this video of it calls it The Love Theme. It contains a very strong string section and it reminds me of her during her moments in the Soul Monger thinking of her friends and those she was saving.

pay no mind to the pink dusting her cheeks an tinting the tips of her ears. ❛ that was — um, i was joking. ❜

❛ cherries are the source of my power. i have to eat a large amount at a time. ❜

        Flynn’s music had something special about it, the way the waves met with the air made her eyes flutter shut and hands move up close to her chest, over her heart. She managed to hum along with the melody pretty well, even harmonizing to an unknown tune. From the very moment that the music started, she was drawn in. Lathander would surely be proud of such a calming melody, one that radiated light and love, a flow so gentle and serene. In fact, she might have gotten a little too caught up in the music a bit too much, because as it continued she fell deeper and deeper into this melody.          “Mmmm, this is real nice. Paultin doesn’t really do much playin’ anymore, ‘less he’s doin’ a spell… I miss the times when I could just sit down and let the music take me away, but… Well. That’s in the past, and this is now. Today is a new day, and that song was… Wow! It was just beautiful! Did you teach yourself?!”

         “Then Evelyn I shall be!”        It was a relief for someone to so easily go by what she preferred as names were concerned. No explanation, no questioning, it just WAS. When he placed his case on the table, eyes were practically sparkling as she looked from him to his instrument. Oh, how she LOVED music! It was one of the ways she showed her love to the Morning Lord the most. One of her favorite hymns from her early years was Sunset’s Promise, sung to her by Master Sunbright… Daylight is waiting, each night has an end… Sunset promises sunrise will come…       “I’ll make ya’ a deal, Flynn. While I tell ya’ ‘bout the Morning Lord, you mind playin’ some music? I’m real fond of music! In fact, one of my friends is real good at music, the BEST! He’s part of the Drunk and Dying tour, I’m sure you’ve heard of him.”

       “–The impression I– oh gee, that’s real kind of you! I guess I can call you whatever you want me to call ya’! You can call me Evelyn! In fact – PLEASE do! It’d be an honor!”         Flush spread from cheek to tips of ears; she was easily flustered.         “You’re travelin’? I’m travelin’ too! I’d be happy to tell you ALL ABOUT Lathander, if you’d like!”       This was rare; someone actually WANTED to hear about her faith? It made her absolutely gleeful.          “I’m actually here with the friends I’m travelin’ with! We all wanted to rest before settin’ out later!”

        Oh, how JOY filled her heart when - after all this time, someone FINALLY wanted to hear the word of the morning lord! The joy was hardly in-containable as winged boots fluttered off of the ground slightly. Not enough to fly, but enough to hover.        “Well, Mister Scatterflow, I am Evelyn Avalona Helvig Marthain, Servant of Lathander and His Faithful Paladin! It sure is nice to meet ya’! I’ve heard real good things about Mystra! What do you mean you haven’t seen any of Lathander’s servants ‘round? I’m sure there’s plenty of us, but…”        Feet touch the ground and she bounces when she lands, flush spreading ‘cross cheeks.          “All the same, it’s a pleasure!”