#askstolias

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Stolias

How I feel about this character

I don’t know a lot about Stolias yet, but she’s really interesting and badass and sexy and I like her and her butterfly panties

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Hip, Nekyu (cannibals woohoo), Ulreki

thats all cause like i said I feel that I don’t know much about Stolias

My non-romantic OTP for this character

This guy whose name I can’t remember for the life of me

My unpopular opinion about this character

I don’t know what unpopular opinions could exist for Stolias

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

He had always enjoyed the moonlit nights... though they just couldn't compare....

Clad in dark blue, a tall, young man wandered the road, his coal black hair not even moving from it's spiky wave as he traveled slowly down the road. Dark blue shades rested against his forehead, keeping his cold, blue eyes clear for all to see as he wandered the dark road. A mix of dark blue, black and white, his outfit only partially concealed him in the night's darkness, not that it mattered, he wasn't expecting anything to bother him this time of night. Long sleeves, long pants, hefty boots, all well trimmed and maintained, not free from signs of wear and tear, though. "Taillteann... I hope I can sell some of this stuff before I go to Dunbarton," he mumbled to himself. 

Crunching.... gnawing.... odd sounds, yet nothing distinct or abnormal. He didn't even pay much attention as he walked along, it didn't even seem to register right away. Odd noises plagued him on a daily basis, how were these any different? A voice broke through, though. Road...? Hear...? Someone's voice had snapped him back into reality, something really was tearing something else apart and eating it, what? A bear? A tiger? No, there wouldn't be a tiger, that wouldn't even make much sense here. 

A simple motion, nothing too flashy, but not unnoticeable, a Fire Wand fell from his right sleeve, his hand quickly grasping it in the swift moment. It was the scream that really caught his attention now. Something was happening. What though? Maybe he should just continue to Taillteann instead. No, investigate, see what's the source of all of this, he thought, turning towards the sounds, the noises, the weeping. 

It didn't take much to find, several people standing around, a family maybe? Some other woman. A beast. And a corpse. So these were the sources of the sounds... the smell... blood. Such an odd sight, though. A battle was breaking out, before his very eyes, should he intervene? No, not yet, anyways. This wasn't his battle, not his fight to be had. He kept his distance, not straying too close, yet not far enough away to be entirely ignored by the well aware. He didn't care if they knew he was there or not. A perfect place for a fire.... no, not yet.... not yet.... perhaps not at all. What happened to the clarity, what happened to the memories... now there was only this, the moment, the fight, the bloody scene sprawled out before him. He couldn't help but grin, to utter a single word....