06-26-2020, 11:04 PM
It had been several long weeks since Aurum had left Tanglewood behind, eager to get a break from ages of pain and the troubles of mourning. He hadn't meant to leave his friends and family behind, but the thought of remaining within the group had been too much for him, like a burning disease writhing and ripping through his angelic veins. He had needed to get away from the swamp, and away from the building that had collapsed upon the body of his beloved sister. Maybe it was selfish of him, but he thought he had deserved the right to be a little bit selfish, after ages of sacrificing his health and wellbeing for the good of Tanglewood. He loved the place dearly, but it had drained him down to his very bones, leaving nothing but an exhausted man behind. Thankfully, many weeks did wonders, especially when he got to properly mourn, without leaving his house every day only to be reminded of his sister's collapsed home. He had taken time to remember her, and to remember Feza, and it felt as though he was finally ready to return to one of the only places that had ever truly felt like home to him.
He had no doubt that some would welcome him back with vitriol for leaving. Especially his daughter, Asvini. However, he had left her behind for a reason. He knew that the powers that be were still after him. He was still essentially a fugitive, for abandoning his post as the angel of sorrow, and murdering the archangel that had come after him. He still had a massive target on his back, and he didn't want that target extending to his family as well. With his and Draekon's children being nephilim, he knew that they held a special power inside of them. A power that was both dangerous, and desirable. Not wanting them to be harmed – and not wanting Asvini to have to live in fear of some invisible threat from above – he had decided it would be best to leave them behind, where Tanglewood could take care of them. His plans had been ruined when Nugget had woken up when he was about to leave, asking where he was going, and why. Aurum hadn't had the heart to tell him of the danger, and why he would need to stay, so he had been forced to take the boy along. He knew it was unlikely that Asvini would be able to understand his reasoning, especially since he still didn't want her to know of the pain that heaven could potentially bring, but he could only hope he could make it right, with time. That was essentially his motto with everyone else, as well. It would be an uphill battle with some, and he was prepared for it.
It had been several days since he had joined Elysium, mainly as a way to get away from what felt like the empty ruins of the Knights. Once he and Roy had settled a few of their things and he knew that Siborno was alright, they had begun their trek down from the mountains, towards the swamp of Tanglewood. The closer they grew to the thick wall of trees, the more he felt anxiety rushing through his chest. It was a mix of many emotions, all threatening to swallow him up, chew him up, and spit him out. There was excitement to return to his old home, and see the familiar faces that he had missed so much, but also worry. Worry that more people had been lost, and worry that he would still feel like breaking down the moment that he stepped within the main town of Tanglewood. Despite this, he trudged onwards, not willing to let his emotions overwhelm him. He was going home, no matter what. Thankfully, the trek from Elysium to Tanglewood wasn't too long, and after only a few hours, he found himself trudging theough the familiar muck of the swamp towards town, Roy on his heels. Shaking mud from his thick fur, the male cleared his throat before he rumbled out, "Tanglewood...? I hope that there are still people here. Leroy?" His scent was now thickly intermingled with that of Elysium, but it was hard to confuse the former proxy with anyone else, considering his distinctive appearance.
( you can post before Roy!! hello everyone <3 )
He had no doubt that some would welcome him back with vitriol for leaving. Especially his daughter, Asvini. However, he had left her behind for a reason. He knew that the powers that be were still after him. He was still essentially a fugitive, for abandoning his post as the angel of sorrow, and murdering the archangel that had come after him. He still had a massive target on his back, and he didn't want that target extending to his family as well. With his and Draekon's children being nephilim, he knew that they held a special power inside of them. A power that was both dangerous, and desirable. Not wanting them to be harmed – and not wanting Asvini to have to live in fear of some invisible threat from above – he had decided it would be best to leave them behind, where Tanglewood could take care of them. His plans had been ruined when Nugget had woken up when he was about to leave, asking where he was going, and why. Aurum hadn't had the heart to tell him of the danger, and why he would need to stay, so he had been forced to take the boy along. He knew it was unlikely that Asvini would be able to understand his reasoning, especially since he still didn't want her to know of the pain that heaven could potentially bring, but he could only hope he could make it right, with time. That was essentially his motto with everyone else, as well. It would be an uphill battle with some, and he was prepared for it.
It had been several days since he had joined Elysium, mainly as a way to get away from what felt like the empty ruins of the Knights. Once he and Roy had settled a few of their things and he knew that Siborno was alright, they had begun their trek down from the mountains, towards the swamp of Tanglewood. The closer they grew to the thick wall of trees, the more he felt anxiety rushing through his chest. It was a mix of many emotions, all threatening to swallow him up, chew him up, and spit him out. There was excitement to return to his old home, and see the familiar faces that he had missed so much, but also worry. Worry that more people had been lost, and worry that he would still feel like breaking down the moment that he stepped within the main town of Tanglewood. Despite this, he trudged onwards, not willing to let his emotions overwhelm him. He was going home, no matter what. Thankfully, the trek from Elysium to Tanglewood wasn't too long, and after only a few hours, he found himself trudging theough the familiar muck of the swamp towards town, Roy on his heels. Shaking mud from his thick fur, the male cleared his throat before he rumbled out, "Tanglewood...? I hope that there are still people here. Leroy?" His scent was now thickly intermingled with that of Elysium, but it was hard to confuse the former proxy with anyone else, considering his distinctive appearance.
( you can post before Roy!! hello everyone <3 )
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