#eredin lore

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Design on pinned post forsnt look like burn or zenon so eredin shouldn't think that he's burn

*You appear to be in the city of Tir ná Lia, specifically on the balcony of the palace. The large balcony overlooks the city, and Eredin seems to be standing in the middle, gazing at his empire. Eredin turns around to face you*

A gust of strong, cold wind passes by you. Something doesn't feel right. But the King was. A familiar longship, The Naglfar, crosses the land as a massive shadow covers you. An enormous, white circular portal opens right in front of the sun. One snowflake, two, three, and suddenly millions fall from the dark, cloudy sky, causing the ground to be completely covered in snow. The buildings of the Officalverse crumble- ice shards shoot everywhere, as icicles begin forming on the roof and walls. Everything is buried in snow, and the temperature is far below zero. Nothing, not even heat can prevent this. The Kremlin almost falls to the ground, the TAR Headquarters is drenched in snow... All while Eredin Bréacc Glas flees this world on his ship. @someone-official, this is your chance. It's time to end this. For all of us.

How was your rest? I like what you've done with the place, very open.

*gestures to your burnedcastle*

*Eredin stands there, not looking back at you*

I rested well. And this? It's a long story.

The air changes from normal to chilly- nothing is there, but something seems wrong. Back in Tir ná Lia, Eredin's corpse floats up, and a small explosion blinds the mages eyes- but it isn't any matter, for the King of the Wild Hunt is back. He sits on the floor of his palace, looking down at the red rug with a gold, Elven pattern below him. Injuries are present on his body, specifically deep cuts and burns, mainly because his armor is not present in hell, therefore Eredin cannot protect himself from that torture. His new armor that he will soon wear appears the same, except this time the spikes on his helmet have glowing, icy blue Elven inscriptions carved in. The spikes that resemble a ribcage have these same inscriptions, too. Sparrowhawk (One of Eredin's nicknames for those unaware) needs to heal, but unfortunately for you, it will be quick. It will not delay. The greatest Aen Elle is upon us, Officalverse.

@definitely-not-ao3-offical

Can't even keep your friends, can you? Chased 'em right away.

- @someone-official

Mod-

We can start, but I may disappear for a bit in a little while :))

*Eredin is standing in the middle of the deck, and you enter from the opposite side of him*

*He removes his faceplate, but doesn't turn around to face you*

In this special council, we will be gathering members of the verse to discuss and listen about the events that have happened in the past year. I will be joining too, and my council organizer @garlic-bread-offical will get things started. Anyone is welcome.