#alaunius

Seelah leads the ragtag group through the cavern's. From the few interactions it's clear she's a good paladin, a good woman. Unafraid to take the lead, to be the first to enter the monsters sight.

Thanks to her, the few healing spells prepared can be saved for harder fights.

Still, there's an… Undercurrent. Like recognizes like and all that. She's not lying, but you can't be that positive without knowing what falls on the other end.

It's reassuring, in its own way. She probably recognized it in him to. It's surprising how many who follow the light with such devotion have witnessed so much of the darkness, but to fully appreciate the light you must know it's lack.

The noble half elf is her own mystery, something preventing his analytical eye from fully understanding her. Useless trinket, his ass.

Still she's entitled to her secrets, till it blows up in all of there faces.

He's not a hypocrite. And secrets can take many forms of danger when exposed. And even if that danger is little, it doesn't mean you want it out in the open.

All he hides is a broken city and the stench of rotting meat. Not like to cause death and destruction, but it's superstitious times. And of course questions about why he of all people survived. He's not a hypocrite. Both can keep their secrets.

He can only pray he can keep his.

But now to concentrate on swinging the great sword, slowly getting more used to it's weight, sending it smashing through the monsters that litter the caves.

Concentrate on mapping the area.

File away Camellia's searching eyes, the deftness in how she wields her rapier. How no nobles daughter should be able to so casually pick up whatever items she's finds, half elf or no.

my recent pwotr wips are... glorified notes. at best. so have a phone wip of Alaun meeting Woljif and his thoughts [i know woljifs like. early 20s but. baby.]

A kid. The teifling chained behind bars is just a kid.

Hungry times lead to plenty of wandering fingers, and compassion retreats to people's close circles.

A crying shame the young teiflings in the city arn't in anybody's circles but their own.

He doesn't say he will help right away, he'd rather leave the prisoner at a maybe, then talk to the commander.

Hope is hell of a drug and thinking you scored your next hit when it's false hurts like hell.

He was careful not to say anything stupid, to not let the walls snap up with a jokey counter.

The shadow was interesting, a glorified parlor trick, but it will have got him through some tricky spots.

What a group. He would fit right in. Him and camellia would be like oil and water, so Alaun will have to make sure not to drop any matches.

most of the dialog is transcribed from the game, but some of the commanders dialog has been slightly edited, Alauns inner monologue is mine apart from a few directions

He took care in his words, but let them flow from the heart, it was a line of thinking that dogged his steps, maybe she would believe his words they way he struggled to believe his own. The way she may also struggle to believe her own.

"Don't lose your trust in people Seelah, its one of the greatest skills you have. so what if you misjuged a few people, its no reason to give up on kindness and second chances. someone has to show people there's a better path, and give them a chance to take it." -a soft smile took the place of the impassioned frown-" and i cant think of a better person to do that" Seelahs expression brightens, Iomedae's rays returning to the paladin once more, outshining the sadness "thank you, my friend. i needed that support"

exert cause the first bit is mostly transcribed dialog. the full thing under the cut

*insert the two spidermen pointing at eachother meme* 'your a paladin who has a dark past and are trying to atone for it while helping guide others away from darkness and have a tremendous amount of hope in people but struggle with keeping it in the face of betrayal and the cruel world we live in. but im a paladin who has a dark past and are trying to atone for it while helping guide others away from darkness and have a tremendous amount of hope in people but struggle with keeping it in the face of'

*insert the if your [x] and im [x] whos driving the car meme but it cuts to woljif cradling the necklace and sosiel covered in blood and about to almost beat a man to death. and camellia totally not being evil in alignment. oh no. there's a perfectly good reason to have an alignment hiding necklace other than hiding being evil*

woo! my progress on the alaun piece. finished for tonight, but will p finish in the morning, so happy with the rendering, especially the skin.

based of Spyridonia's model of Alaun

Alaun as Mortal Alaun as Angel of Vengeance Alaun as Angel

¡!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Its Him!!!! You did him so well! The small smile as mortal!!! I don't know how but he looks right!!

Thank you for doing his possible paths as well! Thank you for doing this full stop!

thanks! man its hard to pick one sentence. have a paragraph

the smell of sulfur suddenly became overpowering in his nose, a clawed hand heavy on his shoulder. distantly he noted the lantern flames wavering "well i was wondering why i couldn't get the stink of rotting flesh out my nose. my, my, commander. what a delicious secret. no wonder your so kind to us failures and mistakes. like calls to like, after all."

i wasnt meaning for it to happen just yet but looks like Woljif had his own idea of when he would confront the commander about the.. fallen city/pile of corpses situation.