#rukard

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Hi :D

Answering with bits and improv from We Shall Be Fools:

LAST: Rukard never considered it before, but why couldn’t necromancers and witches and other godless creatures form families? They were human, after all.

I didn’t know how to sort them, so they’re in alphabetical order.

Ena - wakes up whenever the first-morning prayer reaches her, answers it, normally ignores whatever was asked of her, and tries to go back to sleep. She doesn’t really need food or sleep, but that doesn’t stop her from remaining in something of a coma most of the time unless someone or something really annoys her. Then it’s lightning-striking time.

Heshiktow - wakes up early, feeds the snake-lions and whatever injured creatures he’s taking care of at the time. Cooks breakfast for himself and Rukard - Rukard isn’t used to cooking for himself due to growing up in an environment where everything was done for him. 

Mary - wakes up whenever Yahgur wakes her up, normally way too early in her own opinion. Eats whatever Yahgur cooked or ordered for breakfast - he’s the only one who knows how to cook in the whole Chosen One team, so he cooks for himself and Mary, and sometimes Shimmi, but Shimmi doesn’t always need human food.

Mourisha - wakes up whenever, but likes to wake up early and watch the sunrise, and sometimes draw it. Normally forgets to cook for himself and just heads out to continue with his journey, but after meeting Rukard he started to cook breakfasts for the two of them, naturally slipping into Heshiktow’s vacant place as Rukard’s caretaker.

Rukard - wakes up whenever and eats what Heshi (or later Mourisha) cooked for him. When Heshi is around, he likes to take showers in the morning, but when Heshi’s away he wouldn’t come in contact with big amounts of water even if his life depended on it.

Shimmi - he doesn’t really sleep. In the night, he exits his human body and wanders around as a spirit, chatting with other local spirits and finding himself some energy that he uses instead of food. He returns by sunrise and tells Mary and Yahgur all the spirit news of the region, which hardly makes any sense for humans. Puts on his make-up. Yes, he always wears bright-golden make-up, no matter the occasion. Sometimes sings in an extremely Disney-princessy way, with birds landing on his hands and everything. 

Yahgur - wakes up first, cleans their camping spot if they were sleeping outside, alternatively room if they managed to find an inn. First takes care of himself, then of the bear, if necessary. Cooks breakfast or orders it if possible. Plans out the team’s travel route and course of action. Makes sure Shimmi’s body is safe and comfortable while he’s away and wakes up Mary.

Posting a little WIP snippet nobody asked for no apparent reason (may have been inspired by @chazzawrites ) Enjoy!

For context: mourisha’s intro

rukard’s intro

Brief description: a Dark Lord, his right-hand man, and a friendly eldrich abomination

Heshiktow: good at illusions, shy, likes dogs, cats, and all sorts of monstrous creatures. Has a "for the greater good" motif for taking over the world

Rukard: a bit of a drama king, strategist and organizer, cares about Heshi a lot. He's sane at times, but if any of the three would laugh dramatically on a balcony of a gothic castle during a storm, that would be him

Mourisha: kind, friendly, cares for others, not the type to get into any conflict. Apologizes to trees if steps on a root or accidentally brakes a branch. The only reason he's in this group is because he thought Rukard was lonely and needed company.

https://youtu.be/0RVeo79yfw0

Ohhh that's a fun guy! My drama queen boi :-)

I couldn't help myself so here's a whole snippet with some dialogue in it:

Rukard stared at the stranger blankly. For a second, he considered that something terrible happened to Heshi, that made him change his height, shape and voice. The image seemed too familiar. It could almost fit. What if…

"Heshiktow?" he asked quietly

"Probably not" the cloth on the figure's face moved, and their eyes squinted in a smiling expression, "but you can call me that, if you want."

He had to make sure before doing what he was about to do. Heshi left him only so much magic, and he didn't want to waste it on the idiot himself.

Just a little illusion should be enough to scare a local madman away. Long, crawling shadows. Blue flames. Red eyes, hissing, living hair, maybe horns. Horns always worked for Heshi.

"Get out" Rukard roared. A little twitching, and his voice sounded like something you hear right before certain death, with a nice, infernal undertone