#eshad

Several of the ROs have met Royal!MC, or know of them, so I won’t get into them. But the others...

Kida: He absolutely despises the royal family, MC included. Little is known about the Heir, as the capital is usually in lock down. What info gets out is usually steeped in rumor, but it usually tips toward the Heir being a coward and just as bad as their father. He wouldn’t hesitate to kill them if it meant ending the madness.

Vanerith: He’s rather ambivalent toward the Heir. He’s spent most of his time trying to survive to focus on the country’s rulers.

Eshad: As he’s usually attached to a young nymph named Deverin, he doesn’t know much about the Heir. He doesn’t really care, either. All he knows is that the royal family has descended into madness. As far as he can tell at least. It’s hard to guess what’s rally going on when he can’t leave his current master’s side.

Welp. Time got away from me. This summer was pretty busy, between helping at a kids camp, my birthday, and my brother going away to college, but I'm finally gathering my fledgling courage and posting the info about the game.

Yes! Of course!

Seeren is rather on the delicate side, with dark red hair framing a pale, freckled face. With eyes as blue as the sky above, she has a rather intense stare, perhaps from either her even blood or from years indulging in magical experiments that may or may not have gone awry. She tends to dress in baggy robes and cloaks, keeping herself hidden.

Astha is the peek warrior. She stands tall even over her guards, with golden horns, golden claws for hands and feet, making the point of gloves and shoes a rather obselete point for her. Her blood red eyes, one dulled by a blindness struck by a near fatal injury years before, stare from a scared and stern face, with sharp cheekbones framed by golden scales and sheer black hair, which is usually pulled back into a bun.

Eshad is a rather interesting being, identifying as male but changing shapes at will, which is easily done due to his status as a djinn. He tends to favor a form that has dark, hooded eyes overshadowing a slightly crooked nose and thin lips, which are usually pulled back into a flirtatious smirk. His hair tends to stay the color of the deep sea at high noon, green and blue playing across silky lengths. He sometimes appears before you with a wildly different beard/mustache than he displayed before, going anywhere from tame to curly villainous types, to try and rile a response from you.

Kiyoshi is rather lithe, their strength lying in their mastery of trickery and illusion magic, but they are a quick runner, their fox tail lending them the balance needed to essentially parkour wherever they wish. They have tanned skin from spending so much time outside and dark eyes, something always seeming to hide in their depths. Their hair is a rough brown color, as are the ears and tail that poke out from time to time.

Vanerith is a figure that draws the eye. With rippling dark hair that tends to turn a rainbow of colors, nearly iradescent in sunlight, and twilight blue skin, and horns that taper off into a lighter blue, he is almost an enigma amongst demon kind, where shades of red or human tones tend to be prevalent. This may be the reason why he was forced from his home realm. His violet eyes stare sadly into the distance more often than not, possibly mourning the loss of his place, and his home. He hides his scars, but they cover too much.

Aenon is as dark as the depths of the seas they call home. Where hair sits on a humans head, they have jellyfish-like spines the color of the lightest beaches that light up when they are feeling intense moods. This is also used as a tactic to lure food or enemies within the seas where they hunt. Their pale eyes can be haunting to those unfamiliar to the Mer. They have webbed fingers and toes, and fins that line several areas on their body to allow them to swim with great force. They are able to survive out of water for quite awhile, but must return at some point.

Kida has a strong build from years working on his family farm, muscles rippling across his back and arms. His skin is marred by several scars, light standing out against his darker skin. A rather handsome Naga, with a square jaw and startlingly golden eyes, he flaunted this alongside the deep purple of his tail back home. His light brown hair tends to hang at shoulder length, but is usually pulled back away from his face.

Seeren holds the sketchbook close, a soft expression on her face. She will hide it in her robes if she encounters it, her fingers continually brushing against it, nearly giving herself away. She will look through it that night, in the privacy of her own room, fingers tracing the delicate lines with wonderment.

Astha will scoff at first and walk away. Then walk back. Then walk away again. Then walk back. And maybe look at one of the pages. She will leave it there, like she found it, but maybe with a smile on her face.

Eshad will crow with glee. He will rub it in your face that you left something like this out in the open for him to find. he will purposefully flip through it and make fun of the drawings. But he will go quiet when he sees his own face. So open, so vulnerable. You make him look beautiful. He will shove it in your face and disappear. But he will return, maybe just a little kinder, maybe just a little softer.

Vanerith will flip through the book, hardly believing what he is seeing. Instead of continuing, he will put it down, where he found it, and never look at it again. But if you open it up, on the back of one of your drawings, you will find your own likeness scratched there with care.

Kiyoshi will steal a page, one unfinished, seemingly left to rot in the book in favor of other, more beautiful, finished products. And they will keep it close to their heart, tucked in their pocket. They will never tell you they saw it. But they will know.

Aenon will see it, and preen, hair alight with pride and surprise, happiness and love. They will be so giddy they dance around the rest of the day, and if they encounter you, they will barely be able to hide it, giggling too much to speak.

Seeren: Sitting out under the night stars, several books and a telescope sitting nearby as the both of you lounge on a blanket, a soft magelight floating nearby to provide enough light to see, but not obscure the stars. You hold hands and simply enjoy the silence together.

Astha: you spend an afternoon sparing, first roughly, then softly, merely taking jabs at each other. Afterward, you retire to her chambers, where she secretly had a bath prepared in her rather large tub (more of a swimming pool, really) complete with bubbles, candles, and soft music. You spend the rest of the night relaxing, playing in the water, and retiring to bed together to cuddle.

Eshad: You are greeted with a large feast he prepared in your honor, complete with several courses and dancing after. Eshad spends most of his time ate your side, entertaining you with small magic tricks and music that changes to your whims. After everything has died down, he will guide you out into the hallway and speak soft words into your ears as you walk back to your rooms. There, you will part, until tomorrow.

Kiyoshi: They will take you away in the middle of something important, a meeting, a lesson, something. It will be spontaneous and you will never know when it is coming. They will lead you by hand out of the castle and into the city, through the back alleys to the secret places where no one but the rascals and the lowest of the low call home. You will spend hours in a secret black market, eating forbidden fruit and buying secret trinkets with untold power. You will sneak into temples and hear the most secret prayers of the priests. After everything is done, they will lead you back, take you to the top of your castle, to view the setting sun. And just as the suns disappear behind the horizon, you will turn, to fins nothing but an orchid where Kiyoshi once was.

Aenon: Once they are free of their rooms, they will lead you to the seas outside the Capital, where the blue waters beat against white sands. They will kiss you, gently, and a flow of magic will overtake you. You will find suddenly air is not longer enough, and Aenon will lead you into the ocean, where water flows over your newfound gills. They will lead you into the depths. There you will count the number of different colored corals, dance with the dolphins, ride the riptides that are so dangerous to humans, but are the playthings of the Mer. You will ride on the wakes of sharks as they hunt, stare in awe as a giant whale bows its head in deference. At the end of the night, when you feel the need for air once again, Aenon will take you back. There, you will stare into each other’s eyes, you standing on land, the tide tickling your feet, and Aenon, in the sea, the sand pulling at their feet.

Kida: He will lead you out to the farms where his family call home. He will take you to all of his childhood places, where he and his siblings slithered among the trees, climbing rocks and cliffs with sheer arm strength. He will lead you into a tunnel he found long ago, dug by ancient dwarves that open into a crystal cavern, insignificant and worth hardly anything, but a beautiful natural sight nonetheless. There you will spend hours watching them twinkle like stars, gently caressing each other in the knowledge you are completely and utterly alone. You will retire to the farmhouse for dinner, where his parents and siblings tease the both of you endlessly.

Seeren: Since they were a child.

Astha: Has never really ‘formally met Astha, but has seen her around the castle.

Eshad: has yet to meet them. MC will be the one to free him from his 2000 year long imprisonment.

Vanerith: Hasn’t met him yet.

Aenon: Has seen glances of them around the castle, but they are too scared to go meet them.

Kiyoshi: Since they can remember.

Thank you for the lovely prompts, Nony! I apologize, I decided to do just the crushes this time round.

Seeren will stand by, watching the MC for several long minutes. Then she will march over and claim she needs them for an important project, and if questioned further, will launch into a rather in depth explanation of magic and alchemical properties that will send the other person into a mental tizzy, then gently lead the MC away.

Astha will glare at the person until they get so uncomfortable that they simply leave MC be. MC will be slightly bewildered, but shrug it off as the other person simply being weird.

Eshad will be extremely verbal and physical about their crush. When they see the object of their affection being flirted with, He bursts onto the scene and essentially smothers MC in love, clearly claiming MC as his own.

Kiyoshi simply stand aside. If the MC is willing to choose this over them, even with their poor attempts at flirting, then so be it. The person flirting may find something precious of theirs stolen/broken later.

Vanerith will try and remain quiet, but will sidle up to MC as slowly and as silently as he can, and slip his hand into theirs.

Aenon will cause a distraction somewhere else in the room, and when the person isn't paying attention, whisk MC away where they can be alone together.

Seeren would blush from her head down to her toes, bless my sweet elven child. But she would allow you to do so.

Astha would plop down right where she's at and simply wait. As your performed, she would have this look of awe in her eyes, as if she couldn't believe this was just for her.

Eshad would preen and ask why you hadn't already done so. But inside he's so touched, no one has ever sone something like this for him.

Vanerith is hesitant, wondering if there's some kind of trick behind it. But he will eventually relent, and allow you to play. He will away in place to the music, a look of something almost peaceful on his face.

Kiyoshi will nod, waving their hand to sign they want you to play. They will sit at your side, watching intently, for every word you make and every note you make in quiet fascination.

Aenon will ponder it for a moment, before giving in. They will stand near you, arms crossed. They won't say whether they like your performance or not; you can tell by their gleaming hair that they love it.