* : ･ﾟ ✧ ( genderfluid. she / her / they. ) by the cauldron, it's nox, the three hundred and thirteen year old high fae / illyrian that resides amongst the night court as the stewardess of hewn city. amid the high fae, they're known for being disciplined + adaptable, however, they are often condemned for being unrelenting + unpredictable. they tend to resemble anya chalotra. the whispers of prythian remind us that they resemble bloodied, bruised knuckles under silver and sapphire rings. biting smiles of too white teeth. fingernails that tap against a black, carved throne. flightless wings. ( lex. twenty-seven. est. she/her/they. )
nox.
BASICS.
name. nox.
age. 313.
nicknames. n/a.
title. stewardess of hewn city.
loyalty. night court.
family
mother. illyrian. born to the night court.
father. high fae. born to the night court.
half-sibling. illyrian.
half-sibling. high fae.
POWERS & SKILLS.
night. nox has minimum control over the shades of night and can summon it to make a scene when needed. more importantly, she has access to the hidden treasures of the night court when needed.
illyrian. those of illyrian descent have a special sort of battle magic that allows them to summon weapons and shields. nox uses two dark purple siphon stones that she wears as cuffed bracelets on both hands.
BIOGRAPHY.
tw: death, abuse, murder
nox’s parents were a classic example of mates that were not written in the stars. their father was a high fae and previous steward of hewn city whose mating bond snapped suddenly into place when visiting the illyrian steppes. the pair were happy for only a short time before they realized that they were simply incompatible as a couple. the two soon learned to hate one another. still, nox was the result.
their mother kept quiet when she found herself pregnant. she saw no need to tell her mate of the offspring since they’d decided to keep well away from one another. she raised nox in the illyrian war camps, training her in every way to be like any other illyrian child. since her mother had been amongst those whose wings were clipped, nox was taught early to protect her wings.
when their father discovered their existence, he was livid. nox was thirteen years of age at the time. he had his own mate killed, and pulled nox from their home and brought them to live with him in hewn city. that is where nox received a secondary education in how to play the shadowy court games.
nox was made to glamor their wings and hide any facet of their illyrian heritage. the members of the hewn court were not very accepting of a lesser fae among them. they certainly didn’t respect their sudden appearance. nox had to battle tooth and nail to keep their feet beneath them in the ever cutthroat environment. it was the only life the knew for nearly two and a half centuries. it was a lifetime of constantly hiding with only a few stolen moments of peace between.
when nox’s father died under somewhat questionable circumstances, the role of stewardess passed onto them. they were not excited for the position, but prefers to keep a stern hand over the more vicious of the court. a few people, like the high lord, know nox’s true opinion. they hate their job, but they are damn good at it.
HEADCANONS.
wings || nox was forced to glamor their wings away for the majority of their lifetime. it is perhaps the most painful thing to them. they try to sneak away and fly whenever it’s possible, but it is not often possible. as a result, their wings are somewhat weaker than they would want.
secrets || nox’s illyrian descent is a well known, unknown rumor. everyone has heard the stories that they’re an illyrian bastard, but no one truly knows what to believe. nox likes to keep is vague and makes a point to punish anyone brave enough to question them about it.
statues || the one hobby that nox uses to relax on a regular basis is sculpting. they like to carve and also throw clay to create jarring large visuals.
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He couldn’t help his tongue from clicking against the roof of his mouth in a slight tsk. While he was genuinely uncertain if she was ignorant or if it was an act, such ignorance wasn’t always wise. “Summer.” Eyebrow arching, Caspian released a soft huff of breath. “Because when it ends, would you not care to have allies who remain on your side, or would you prefer to face uncertainty alone?”
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“I thought I smelled something fishy.” nox let the corner of her mouth curl up. their high lord might not much appreciate their attitude when dealing with outside courts, but there was a certain reputation that nox was expected to maintain in order to keep the fear they mustered as an asset. “I would rather face anything alone than ally myself with fairweather friends whose trust is built on nothing but fear-mongering and a mutual desire for a tentative peace made when the threat is not even known. you’ve given me no real reason to believe in you, have you?” they stuck another potato with their fork and took a bite. “want to try again?”
“Have you ever been to mine?” He countered. In truth, the Night court had always intrigued him ( as had many of the others ) but his attentions were often singularly focused. Drawing him from the task he’d set before himself was close to impossible, and until it was complete, it was unlikely he’d afford himself the chance to truly explore other territories. “And if you want to be so hard pressed about it, perhaps you ought to look around. This tentative peace won’t last and only a fool would turn away a potential ally.”
nox pursed their lips as they considered the question. “not sure. remind me- which is yours?” then again, their own court was barely one they’d seen. most of nox’s left had been spent trapped beneath the mountain in the hewn city. the darkest of the night court in one obsidian playground where they were the best bully of them all. “what makes us potential allies if not a mutual desire for tentative peace?”
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hands clenching at her side , and patients wearing thin , aisling followed the person before them as she listened to them prattle on about the food, giving no real mind to the words aisling had been saying . this is what she loathed about courtly politics , the pleasantry nonsense . “ perhaps my inquiries are far too boring compared to the delicacy and riveting topic that are potatoes ?” she remarked with a sarcastic smile and tone keeping pace now with the persons side. “ i was asking how you felt being warded in this mountain with all the courts present , including the humans , with little knowledge of who sent invitation ?”
“they are.” nox agreed with very little jostling. if someone intended to kill them all, they would do it. when that happened, nox would fight until the very end. they were a survivor. there wasn’t really a need to question it. there was no need to fret or worry when there wasn’t anything to be done about it. in the meantime, they were going to eat. “I feel... ambivalent?” they shrugged and took a bite from their plate. “I live under a mountain with the less than trustworthy. this is more or less my standard of existence. the humans are just a new flavor. obviously, you do not feel the same.”
Caspian couldn’t help clenching his jaw before forcing himself to relax once more. This was the part of his position he particularly hated — playing politics with other courts was bothersome. Within the Summer Court, most felt obligated to respond to his requests ( or he could at least put proper pressure for the answers ) but here it was a careful game of niceties mixed with underhandedness. Not entirely his forte. “Your answer would certainly benefit the friendship that is fostered between our courts.” He remarked, reaching over to pluck a potato from their plate, an eyebrow arching. “Would you not agree?”
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nox considered his words momentarily. their head slowly tilted from one side to the other as raven locks spilled over their shoulders. their fork speared another piece of food and place it in their mouth. they chewed the bite ever more slowly and exhaled. “have you ever been to my court? what exactly is our fostered friendship again?” she asked, the temptation of a smile playing just in the corner of her painted lips. “remind me, and perhaps I will remember if I agree or not.”
Lips drew into a small frown at their words, but Caspian followed nonetheless. “The wards around the mountain.” He repeated once they’d settled beside a table laden with food ( her blasted potatoes included ) — “Have you seen anything like them before or not? It’s a rather simple yes or no question.” Of course he’d have additional questions if she answered yes, but Caspian just needed some sort of answer. Gods, it felt like he’d hounded everyone at this point ( the damned things were setting him on edge ).
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“hmm.” nox slowly and carefully piled her plate full of potatoes as well as a variety of other foods available. “it is indeed a simple question, and yet, the answer is more complicated. is it not? if I have seen such wards, you will ask where and why. if I tell you where and why, you’ll ask how they come down and if I can do it. those are far more complicated questions that I’m not entirely sure deserve an answer.” they skewered a piece of food with a fork and took a bite.
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“I am listening. I promise.” nox lied smoothly over their shoulder as they walked away from the conversation. it felt much like being under the mountain in the hewn city. everyone was always so carefully watching. “I am famished, and I see they have brought out the potatoes. you will find I can not resist myself.” their footsteps were silent as they moved across the floor. every motion brutally pointed, graceful by severe methods. it was easier here to walk the delicate balance when pleasantry was the order. nox needed to do much less to feel secure. “feel free to continue speaking while I find myself a serving, by all means.”
