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Nokron. The forbidden relic of an ancient civilization predating the very establishment of the Golden Order. After calamity struck in the form of a malevolent meteor, its grandeur had been lost to the surface world for a millennia. Great chasms divided the tremendous underground complex, jet-black towers of obsidian fell into disrepair; yet foreboding pale light can still be observed shining in the distance, as if shadows of the city’s former occupants still haunts their resting place.

Katarn stepped out of the magical lift of Siofra River, and beheld the extraordinary sight. A magnetic force called to him, originating from the corpse of a city down below. However faint it was, he reasoned, perhaps a semblance of Numen bloodline still flowed through his veins which resonated with an unspeakable sense of home-coming.

Lifting his staff, he cast a single starlight. A feeble azure glinting among the pale, fake stars of the netherworld. The star ascended higher, before flaring like a beacon, indicating his position.

“Excuse me? Excuse me!”

The sound of hoofbeats was the itinerant knight’s only warning before a large black shape was suddenly brought skidding to an inexpert halt beside him, far too close for comfort. The horse in question seemed fairly unnerved at the sudden stop, tossing her head and stamping, even as her rider offered a few hurried pats and mumbled apologies.

Said rider began talking to Adrian excitedly, almost breathlessly, even as she was still struggling to dismount her steed (as poorly as she handled it, he might notice) and stand in front of him.

"Oh dear --- what is that supposed to mean?"

Truly, the poetic dramatism of Adrian's sudden declaration seems fanciful at best, and then terribly fatalist at worst.

Were he younger; innocent and tender; whole... then, perhaps, he would show a less cynical disposition. Now, he simply stares at them with barely veiled condescension. 

(Something inside the former prince is dead-cold.)

Still, no hostility warps his intent. As always, kin of blood earns easier sympathy from him.

meme for roleplay muns.

2. Name 3 things you admire about OCs.

i can't tell if this is theoretic or meant to be more specific, but 1) i like seeing people bounce back from the 'mary sue' damage state where you cringe to imagine a female character doing anything, i'm loving seeing girls who just go apeshit; 2) i like when ocs pick a portion of the world and delve into it in a way that both expands the lore and examines the themes of the original work in a way the canon characters might not; 3) i like the variety you get here, no two characters are exactly alike.

6. Name 3 things you love most about your muse/muses.

STAYING THE NIGHT PROMPTS

   Involuntarily Alberich's head snapped upwards and he hit the back of his chair. "Ah ... hmm ..." He raised his hand from the book pages before him, supporting his aching head before looking around wearily. Adrian escaped his eyes a few times before he noticed him in the dim candle light. "Did you say something? Hm ... It is already late, is it not?" He tilted his head with a groan, noticing how stiff his neck had become.

   "I will probably be here for a while longer ...", he mumbled while his gaze traveled over the open book pages, searching for the last paragraphs he remember. How long had he been zoned out? "If you want to stay ..." He blinked a few times before drifting of again, rummaging through the stuff he had collected on the desk. Another book was buried under his notes and a few star maps. And even more star maps. From where had he even taken all this? He would have to put them all back before eventually going to sleep. He doubted any of the Carian scholars would still be here at this hour. Any scriptures they were pondering over they had likely taken to the comfort of their own studies instead of staying in the Manor's library.

canon questionare. (still accepting)

1: What made you pick up this character?

My thought process with Alberich went pretty much like this, I saw an invader that everybody hated and decided that I actually like him, because he is a pretty man. (I am very predicable with these sort of things) And then I started researching his sorceries and fell down the rabbit hole of the Bloodstar lore, only to emerge thinking; "Why is nobody talking about this?" I started writing down some of the lore to make sense of it and then I just made this blog.

2: How did you get into this franchise/fandom?

I always, always wanted to play a Fromsoftware game, but never had the opportunity due to not having steam or even a device that could run games without any issues. I was also pretty intimidated by the difficulty these game had and imagine I would never be able to beat one. But then Elden Ring came out and I just fell in love with it. I had my eyes set on it for a while, every since I saw the first trailer with Malenia and Radahn and after hearing how it is accessible to even inexperienced players, I just had to get.

5: What’s the best thing about the fandom?

People are so creative. I suppose part of that can be attributed to how rich Elden Rings world is, but it genuinely amazes me how many weird and wonderful ideas people have for their characters and what stories they write for them.

all about health

scars:  how many scars does my muse have? where are they located on my muse’s body? how did they get them? what do they look like? 

Relaxation has been answered here :)

Elden Ring Alberich doesn't have any scars on his body save for the wounds around his eyes. While he had expected to loose his eye sight eventually, all his preparation in advance went out of the window after both his eyes were actually torn out of their sockets. He spent a long time in a painful daze and was unable to care for his wounds or even clean them.

The skin around his eyes, but also the eye lid and socket have been scarred badly by the thrones , since his injuries were not treated by a doctor and could not heal not heal properly. In addition to that was he also not able to clean his eye lid and the area around if for quiet some time, leading to him having an infection which hindered his healing process. In the present, he no longer feels any sort of pain or discomfort, save for the odd feeling of having empty eye sockets. But underneath the bandages he wears, is the skin still badly damaged and he has a variety of red, crooked lines around his eyes and eye lids.

Bloodborne Alberich does have a few scars spread across his body. Although he is a reliable and generally careful hunter, accdents do happen every now and then. He has faint scratches wound on his right forearm from when he fell prey to a group of rabid dogs. Another set of scars run across his back, diagonally down from his left shoulder blade. Alberich received these during his earlier days on the hunter when he and a group of other hunters were dealing with Scourge Beast. He found himself on the receiving end of a set of claws, but got away with just a few deep slash and not worse. Besides that, does he have a few smaller scars here and there from a variety of incidents, be it some scratches from feral dogs (again) or him accidentally burning his skin while handling hot water, the situations vary.

Much like his Elden Ring counterpart does Bloodborne Alberich also miss his eyes. Although in his case, he tore them out himself. After the deed was done, he was found by a group of church hunters who brought him back to the church so he could received some medical attention before returning to the hunt again, which lead to his injuries healing fairly well. Alberich was also given some glass eyes, but he isn't interested in using them and instead prefers to cover his eyes with bandages much like his Elden Ring counterpart.