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// vampire fight???? highkey want a bloodthirsty aurora too

asks :: always open

The girl should not have been out here.

           Not that it wasn’t common for humans to visit Quel’thalas, no. Sylvanas had seen them before, her pupil was one. But a child?

           The woods weren’t safe, not now, notyet. Though there was definitely a decline of trolls in the area, Sylvanas would never had cleared it for civilian travel without escort. The enemy’s guerilla tactics were tiresome, it made a war that should have been over, drag on for months.

           It wasn’t luck Sylvanas found her. The girl left more tracks than a wounded dragonhawk. Twigs snapped, grass trampled, the scuffs of small shoes in the dirt.

           It was luck, however, that Sylvanas had found the little human in time. As she had heard the yelp, the thump of something falling, and had stepped out from behind a tree in time to see a troll.

           Axe in hand, eyes fixed on the girl.

           Until it noticed her.

           The troll didn’t die there, no. It pivoted, fleeing back into the woods.

           Vereesa leapt into the view a second later, looking to her sister.

           “Which way?” She questioned after a second’s hesitation, opting for Thalassian in the presence of the human.

           “South, through the brush. Do it quickly, Vereesa. And quietly.”

           Vereesa slipped away, leaving Sylvanas with the child.

           Oh, Light save her…

           Sylvanas wasn’t good with children.

           Well, in actuality she had precious little experience with children. Especially human children.

           But she was hurt, sprained ankle, most likely. Sylvanas quirked a brow at the little girl’s words, slinging her bow, then picked her up.

           She’d chastise the parents for being so damn careless.

           Sylvanas froze when the girl pushed a flower into her hair, looking at her kindly.

           “Thank you,” Sylvanas stated, somewhat stiffly. Carrying her, Sylvanas began her way back towards road. She paused when they were under a blossom tree. Reaching up, she plucked one of the pink lilies from the low hanging branch, and tucked it behind the girl’s ear.

meme :: closedSylvanas’ thoughts on… Aurora Vale

How are you not dead?

Does she ever stop reading?

TOMB  RAIDER  2013  SENTENCE  STARTERS

“ um. “

the alchemist froze in his movements, a pair of some gruesome, rusty tongs in his hand, while the other held a cloth that must’ve been white once. a horrendous smell came from it, one that was supposed to knock out even VAMPIRES.

quickly, adelean lowered his cruel instrument and hid it behind his back. obviously, that wasn’t going to help much.yet, he still kept a calm expression.

memes :: closed

A cold silence hung in the room as Sylvanas considered what Aurora said. It was an ominous quiet, one that thrummed with tension, making the air feel energized, and oddly heavy. Sylvanas sat on the throne, which was nothing more than an abandoned monument of a civilization now dead.  They had come up here for privacy, or rather, Sylvanas had brought Aurora up to the dusty, forgotten throne room of the crumbling Capital City fortress. Still, blue and gold banners hung from the walls, though they were faded from time and neglect. There was the vaguest scent of decay, wafting up from the Undercity tucked safely below.

                 How Windrunner sat showed her opinion of this place. She sat leaning to one side, not at all how a monarch should come to rest in such a regal chair. Her head tilted in curious, and dark contemplation as she regarded the woman. She tapped her fingers on the arm of the high-backed seat, her eyes not quite glowing, but her irises had turned red.

                 “I had thought,” Sylvanas said, her words faintly acidic. “I made myself clear, that the issue was to be dropped immediately.”

                 Yet Aurora hadn’t dropped it. Which wasn’t surprising considering she was a living being.

                 “Nothing I say will alleviate your concerns,” Windrunner continued, gaze flicking away from Aurora. Instead Sylvanas let herself examine the faint cracks, and dust on the floor. “The Blight gives us an advantage we cannot afford to lose.”

                 Her gaze travelled back to Aurora. She had used ‘we’ on purpose. For the entirety of the time, Aurora had remained in the Undercity, remained with the Forsaken. She was perhaps the only living person afforded such a luxury. She even had enough pull to warrant this private conversation.

                 Oddly, Sylvanas wanted her to understand, but doubted Aurora could.

                 She was too kind. Too attached to life.

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     “Hello, Aurora!”  The girl brought some cheer in these gloomy castle walls, though she, just as most people here, was not quite certain about the reasons of her presence. Maybe eventually, it would all make sense. For now, she had lessons and tasks to focus on. Personally, she was glad that she finally got taught how to use her magic - instead of hiding it, like mother always told her to. Being surrounded by so many books and people from all over Thedas was exciting too - she would rather be somewhere else, talking to other people. Alas... She was told to help the keeper of the library and that’s what she would do.