#eyrsmp

its finally over. eyrsmp is done and im free.

Uh so Im part of Eyr SMP now, and if you’re a fan of Mianite and DSMP and Hermitcraft, you’ll probably like it uhhh here’s my prologue

chapter 1

rachald held the thick embossed invitation in his hands with an iron grip. he had half a mind to just void away the offending piece of parchment, but ultimately decided against it; an opportunity to cause chaos had presented itself on a golden platter, and he wasn’t about to just waste it like that.

“Rachald!”

jumping about a foot in the air, he collects himself before turning around to face his sister. her smile is almost blinding as she bounces on the balls of her feet, humming a short tune. she eyes the invitation between her brother’s fingers with a knowing look.

“yes, meyah?”

“I see you have received an invitation to the gala as well!”

“yes, i have”

“What wonderful news!! I can’t wait to go with Malachai and eat the latest inventions in gastronomy that my children have come up with. Last I heard, they have just discovered this cool new thing called spaghetti!”

(though rachald had drowned out meyah’s ramblings, his ears perk at the mention of her.. date)

“ah yes, your beloved goddess of weaving and cornucopia, your failed creation that you cannot bear to let go, so instead you cling to her so tightly,” rachald prods at his sister. her face darkens at his implications but she smiles warmly at her next thought.

“Well, you accuse me of failing to let go, and yet you haven’t come to terms with the birth of the other gods”

“what do you mean?” he tries to act nonchalant.

“If you’re so well adjusted, then why don’t you have a date too?”

rachald blanks at the suggestion. of course he wouldnt have a date. he has no feelings for anyone.

"You could go alone, no one's going to judge you too harshly, I'm sure. You just have to avoi--"

"i do have a date," he interrupts. rachald felt no need to get himself involved with romance, but he also felt very dissatisfied with the thought of being ridiculed by those younger than him. meyah blinks blankly at his words for a few moments before recovering just as quickly.

"Then who is it?"

"it's uhh--" he fumbles for a moment "--maielle!" he declares to no one but himself.

meyah's face remains steely blank for a moment, but she then wraps her brother in a hug that takes the breath out of his lungs.

"Oh my! You've certainly won her heart, haven't you, you rascal. You're going to be so good for each other!"

Sy: Please Stop Or I will Kill You

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