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Hope Rising

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Featuring Reybahn and Doristay (NPC)

Summer, Year 756 of the New Age

Silver Vale, Silverthorne

 

 

    The sunlight, warm and bright, brushing against his fur, caressing him, whispering to him…he smiled at the memory.  It was night now, and Luan looked down upon the lone guardsman.  Opening his eyes, he nodded in respectful greeting to her, thankful for her journeying with him on this night.  If only she had been there on that first night…so many seasons ago.

 

    Reybahn sighed.  Some told him that it was part of her travels, that in her search for her sister she would sometimes leave the sky, letting the world darkened without light in the way her heart had been darkened without hope.  It was so they could all share the sadness of losing her sister, they had told him. 

 

    Others told him something very, very different.

 

    “You’re cursed,” the fawn today had screamed, shying away from him, “Cursed!  G-get away from me!”

 

    There was no moon the night he was born, they said, because he was cursed.  The goddess Luan had seen his dark coat and shunned him, disdaining him for his ill-fated appearance and withholding from him the gift she could share of Grian’s fire.  But he knew that couldn’t be true…it couldn’t.

 

    Luan was the goddess of gentility and compassion, even caring for wolves and their pups.  Surely the benevolent goddess would not bear needless hatred for a newborn fawn!  Though she had not been present on the night of his birth, Reybahn knew he had not been forsaken by the deities that watched over them.

 

    For even in her absence, even on nights when she did not shine, Adhar still stood in the sky, watching with his all-seeing gaze.  Even on days when the sky was hidden by clouds, the oceans still obeyed Miur’s orders, and Sroth continued to command the creeks and rivers.  All around him was the essence of the divine.  It was impossible to be without them.  It was impossible to be cursed.

 

    He may not feel the flames of Grian pulsing through his veins, but no matter what those against him said, he was a son of Silverthorne.  And he would prove that he was as strong and loyal as any of them!

 

    The sound of approaching hoof steps drew him from his thoughts, and he turned to see his father approaching.

 

    “Reybahn, it is late.  You should go to sleep.”

 

    “No daddy,” he protested, giving the golden stag a pleading look, “I wanna guard da herd and watch Luan rise, like you do!”

 

    The great stag sighed, smiling down at him.  Quietly, he sat down beside his son, wrapping his tail around his diminutive frame.

 

    “Okay then, we’ll watch the goddess for a bit.”

 

    They sat side by side in the still summer night, saying nothing.  Nothing needed to be said.  As he leaned into his father’s enormous, furry chest, he could feel the blessed heat of the stag’s fire in his veins.  More importantly than that, he could feel his father’s love for him. 

 

    Reybahn glanced up at Luan through heavy, drooping eyes.  It looked like she was smiling down at him…  The colt grinned happily at the thought, as he closed his eyes and slowly drifted to sleep on a river of moonbeams. 

534 words
+ 1 stamina

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Stamina because hey, the boy at least tried to stay awake!  It's bettter than I could do!  ;)  

So yes, after several months of living, growing, and thinking, this is the crux of Reybahn's identity; 'Some fawnlings think I'm cursed, but I know the gods love too much to curse any son of Silverthorne.  I just have to prove myself and fawnlings will accept me.'

Woot!  Mentions of Sroth and Miur, two of the more obscure Silverthorne dieties.  Obscure only because there hasn't been a lot of time on the admin side of things to develop their legends as fully as Grian and Luan.  But Tiggs said that someday they'll have info up on all the dieties.  Yippee!  :D


Hey, what did I say?  I said I'd post some happy roleplays, and here's a happy roleplay!  Promise fulfilled!  Now back to the semi-emo norm!  :P



This roleplay follows the events of the roleplays Fireless Heart, and Void 

I love roleplaying daddy love, can you tell? <3
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