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Rouge — Dawn Court Solider Signos: 295
▶ Played by Liv [PM] Posts: 4 — Threads: 1
▶ Male [He/Him/His] Hth: 10 — Atk: 10 — Exp: 10
▶ 8 [Year 495 Summer] Active Magic: N/A
▶ 16.2 hh Bonded: N/A
#1
I think I'm growing into someone you could trust...

Despite living many lives and seeing many things, one thing Rou had never seen before was a building. Sitting against the horizon, a chilly autumn zephyr blowing against the grain of his skin, he cannot help but stare at it, enamored by its astounding beauty. Placed high above the trees and a raging river, everything seemed to pale in comparison to Dawn’s capitol - tawny bricks and stone make up the construct of each towering gothic spire, spun together with protruding webs of ivy. Rouge imagines the things that happen within its walls, what adventures would await him - would this be a friendly kingdom, as Tephra had been? Or would they question his intentions as Solomon had? Either way, it didn’t seem to matter. All that he could focus on was the castle as he stood there, bathing in all its glory.

He’d only just begun to understand the inner workings of his telekinesis, but if this power gave them the ability to construct something of this magnitude, well, he was surely impressed.

Rouge takes in a deep breath and begins trekking up the hillside towards the castle. It is long, and the rather treacherous river below makes for a less-than-appealing journey, but he eventually finds himself in Dawn Court, a stranger amongst them all. He’d heard the whispers of a murder here, and wished to help in whatever way possible. He whinnies a polite greeting to those who are around. “My name is Rouge, I come with no ill intent,” He states, bowing his head. “I only wish to become part of your ranks. I am not from Novus, but I am a soldier. I only ask that you allow me to see your leader, so I may plead my case.”And with this he glances to each face, hoping they may allow him to help.


...I want to shoulder the weight till my back breaks, I want to run till my lungs give up.

OOC: Written on my phone so I apologize for any weirdness :3 all are welcome!!!!


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Somnus — Dawn Court Sovereign Signos: 180
▶ Played by Sparrow [PM] Posts: 165 — Threads: 28
▶ Male [He/Him/His] Hth: 22 — Atk: 18 — Exp: 40
▶ 8 [Year 495 Spring] Active Magic: Blood Manipulation
▶ 15.2 hh Bonded: Alba (Barn Owl)
#2


No man was ever wise by chance.
In the days that followed discovering the bodies of Moore and Casper, Somnus had little rest. Meetings were had, orders were given, and patrols were carried out under Ulric’s dedicated and keen eye. Borders were closed, much to the fears and uncertainties of some of the court members, but it was more to keep more potential threats out of Delumine than lock them all inside with the would-be killer.

A breath left the dunalino’s grey lips as he carried himself elegantly through the citadel courtyard, his gaze dancing across the familiar cobblestone at his feet and the ivy-coated walls that kept the capitol protected. Walls. So useful in theory, but in the end they did very little to those determined enough to reach the other side. With a blink the Dawn King tore his gaze away, focusing instead on the path in front of him and the individuals that he passed on his morning stroll. To each of them he offered a nod and a smile, pausing occasionally to engage a few members of Dawn in conversation if he could spare the time. Eventually he would leave them with a few parting words, knowing that they all had business to take care of.

Above Somnus’ golden, glittering form in the early light of day, Alba whirled about. The barn owl glided through the cold autumn air rather effortlessly, having just returned to her bond-mate’s side after enjoying a hearty meal of vole and field mouse from the prairie. The owl’s beady black eyes scanned the individuals a few odd-some paces down below, and a roan figure caught her eye. Red roan. Wings.

’Your brother is back,’ Alba mentally called down to the golden stallion down below, and there was no missing the previously lax demeanor change and positively bristle with anxiety as Somnus’ head shot up to attention. ’Just ahead, to your left. Speaking with a few guards.’

Somnus’ verdant eyes immediately cut through the courtyard gardens, spotting the individual in question. His gaze went from a mixture of caution and displeasure to pleasant surprise and relief. Ah. Oriens be praised, Alba. It isn’t Atreus. This fellow was not his brother’s build, nor were his eyes stained with black ichor. Where Atreus’ face was always done up in an expression of contempt or macabre amusement, this stranger seemed far more earnest and humble. And thanks the Gods for that. Somnus wasn’t certain he could stand his brother’s company that morning.

Still, the red roan was not a familiar face, and that was a rather queer thing considering their borders had just shut. Veering from his path, the Dawn King stepped closer, the sound of his hooves clipping against cobblestone enough to drown out the murmurs of the conversation ahead until he grew close enough. Alba swooped down from above and took her customary perch upon the dunalino’s croup, just upon his dorsal stripe.

Hearing the words being exchanged, Somnus came to a halt just before the group of conversing equines. An ear tipped forward in curiosity, but his smile was warm and welcoming. Clearing his throat, he spoke.

“It’s alright, Aventus,” he said to the nearest soldier that had just stepped up to the roan fellow. The soldier immediately stood up a little straighter and nodded to the dunalino with a word of ’Majesty’, before stepping back to give the Dawn King some space.

Turning his head, Somnus regarded the stranger warmly, genuine welcome shining within the stallion’s emerald eyes. It was nice to this fellow’s blue eyes and not the warped gold and sickly ichor of his brother’s. Aside from their colors, they looked completely different in features and structure both, and he was grateful for that. The Dawn King spoke, his voice clipped and polished as it always was with his accent. ”Be welcome to Delumine, stranger. You said your name was Rouge? My name is Somnus. It's a pleasure.”


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"There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self."



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Rouge — Dawn Court Solider Signos: 295
▶ Played by Liv [PM] Posts: 4 — Threads: 1
▶ Male [He/Him/His] Hth: 10 — Atk: 10 — Exp: 10
▶ 8 [Year 495 Summer] Active Magic: N/A
▶ 16.2 hh Bonded: N/A
#3
Rouge

They are questioning him before he can even breach the castle walls, asking him what his business was here, who he was, what his motives were. That was to be expected, especially considering the crimes committed against the kingdom - no one could be trusted, especially not an armed stranger, as he was. Rouge isn’t offended by this, in fact, he unholsters his weapon and places it on the ground, sliding it towards the guard as a sign of peace. “I mean you and your people no harm,” He says, gesturing towards the weapon with a nod of his head. There is little need for weaponry now, and as he opens his mouth to speak again, he is cut off by an affable, refined tongue. 

Rouge looks past the guard to the stallion, swathed in gold and ivory, adorned with alabaster feathers. His emerald orbs are warm, his voice tender as he calls the closet soldier, Aventus, back with a benevolent smile. Majesty, the guard calls him, and immediately Rou bows his head in respect to the Dawn King. He introduces himself as Somnus, and the roan smiles cordially. “The pleasure is mine, Somnus,” Bowing once more, Rouge finally feels comfortable enough to implore the Dawn King to allow him entrance into his court. “Yes, I am Rouge. I am not from here, but I have heard whispers as I’ve traveled of a tragedy that took place in your Court…” He pauses, swallows a growing lump. How to word this? “I was a soldier, long ago. I feel as though I can be of some assistance, and I will not lie, I want a home to protect.” It is honest, and he feels his eyes drop slowly as he reveals it. After a moment, he speaks again, standing up straighter and clearing his throat. “I lay my weapon before you as a sign of loyalty, an offering, if you will. If you are to allow me sanctuary here, I will be faithful to you and this court.” Rouge finally cracks a smile, genuine and hopeful, eagerly awaiting Somnus’ reply.

im not afraid of leaving, not of god & not of death.





@Somnus Sorry this took so long! was going to reply yesterday but the power was out for five hours xD


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Somnus — Dawn Court Sovereign Signos: 180
▶ Played by Sparrow [PM] Posts: 165 — Threads: 28
▶ Male [He/Him/His] Hth: 22 — Atk: 18 — Exp: 40
▶ 8 [Year 495 Spring] Active Magic: Blood Manipulation
▶ 15.2 hh Bonded: Alba (Barn Owl)
#4


No man was ever wise by chance.
The stranger, Rouge, takes a short bow after everything had snapped into place. Somnus still did not think that he deserved these people’s fealty, at least not to this degree that included bowing and reverent greetings, but it’s slowly becoming easier to accept. Eulalie’s devotion and love had helped him to see his own worth, the steady mantra of his beloved’s voice saying, ’you are enough’ repeating itself in his head during his darkest of hours. He was enough.

He will never be perfect, but he will be enough.

Emerald eyes glittered in the sunlight as he watched the newcomer, searching and assessing. ’The pleasure is mine, Somnus.’ The red roan bows his head once more, and Somnus dips his chin in return. Already he was impressed. Rouge seemed to be articulate and learned, and as he explained his prowess as a soldier, the dunalino’s interests were immediately peaked. His experience as a soldier would be crucial given the recent developments and the mysterious murders that had taken place in the Viride…

As the grisly details are brought up, Somnus inhales deeply and takes his time to mull over the desired words. What could he say? For the moment, he decided to say nothing and allow Rouge to say his own piece. It was unbecoming to interrupt, after all, and Somnus was nothing if not a gentleman.

The Dawn King’s sharp gaze glanced down at the proffered weapon. The dagger lay before his hooves, and he knew that it would take hardly a motion to bat the blade away. He would never, of course. This was an offering. A gift. It was more than just for show. This was Rouge, quite literally laying his blade down at Somnus’ hooves and allowing him to be the judge of whether or not the newcomer deserved to join their ranks, if he deserved to call this place home.

It had never been Somnus’ place to decide. He was just a man. The dunalino’s lips quirked upwards and he chuckled, a breathy, hearty sound that rumbled through his chest. Despite the stresses of the recent events, the stallion’s verdant eyes glittered with mirth and heartfelt joy. When he spoke, he did so earnestly, motioning towards the dagger upon the ground with a nod of his head.

“Be welcome, Rouge. Pick up your blade. If you are searching for a home, I pray that you find one here. Delumine would love to have you.” The Dawn King grew quiet for a moment, allowing Rouge enough time to reclaim his blade before going on with that same, knowing smile and made a vague motion with his muzzle to invite the soldier to follow. “Come. Walk with me, if you would? Tell me a bit about yourself. Where do you come from? What has brought you here?” Was it just the need to find and defend a new home? Or had something else pushed Rouge to seek a new way of life?

He hoped that Rouge would not find his inquisitive questions as rude. There could be hundreds, if not thousands of reasons that the roan had found his way to the Dawn Court, and Somnus had always been an unnaturally curious sort. Upon his croup, Alba popped her beak a few times towards the newcomer, beady black eyes staring intently at the roan stallion in general intrigue.

Somnus chuckled. “Please do not mind Alba. She is merely curious about you, and her curiosity tends to make her forget her manners.”


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I love Rouge so much. ;o;
"There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self."



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Rouge — Dawn Court Solider Signos: 295
▶ Played by Liv [PM] Posts: 4 — Threads: 1
▶ Male [He/Him/His] Hth: 10 — Atk: 10 — Exp: 10
▶ 8 [Year 495 Summer] Active Magic: N/A
▶ 16.2 hh Bonded: N/A
#5
Rouge


Somnus is warm - in his mannerisms, the sleek tone of his voice, the way his verdant eyes glimmer with curiosity and politeness in equal measure. Rouge’s mind wanders, if only for a moment, to another fellow he’d befriended so long ago - Somnus shares the same soft tone, the same gentle emerald gaze as his friend had; compassionate and empathetic. A sharp pain runs through Rou’s heart as he remembers their night beneath the stars, words of wisdom coming from Warrick’s dark lips. They’d talked of love, life, and the pain of Death...Rou wondered if Warrick had reached the other side, or if he still roamed the base of the volcano, searching for a purpose or an answer.


Rouge realizes the pause he’s taken has gone on too long. He smiles, gently nods his head as Somnus tells him to take his weapon. The blade comes swiftly from the ground, he places it beneath the blackened leather of its pouch, its golden handle poking out as if to give warning to those who may approach in a violent matter. “You are so kind to welcome me into your ranks, Somnus,” Rouge finally says, a joyous grin stretching the length of his face. “I will serve you and Delumine loyally.”


Rouge follows as Somnus begins to walk through the heart of Delumine. Hooves clip on ashen stone, and the roan cannot help but look at each face he passes with acute intrigue - he was excited to meet everyone, he was excited to have a home. He looks to Somnus as he asks a few questions, and Rou nods politely - it was only normal for a King to ask the backstory of an incoming stranger, yes?


“I come from many places,” He says with a chuckle, shrugging his shoulders. “My first home, where I was born,  was insignificant compared to the rest of my life…” Lives he should say, but he doesn’t, not yet. “My mother died -” Murdered, Rou “When I was very young. I didn’t stay long after that. When I found myself in another land entirely, that is when I felt I first considered something home.”


So Rou tells Somnus of Ellyse, his best friend. He tells him of Tephra and the volcano, how he very much enjoyed its warmth. He tells him of Kaiode, the orphan whose mother dropped him against the territory’s shores, how he took him in - how he loved him. He tells him of Tangerine, of her twins, how she helped him take care of the colt.


“They were my family,” He says, closing his eyes and taking in a shaky breath. This never gets easier, does it? “One day, Kaiode went too high upon the mountain. That boy, he was so good but he never understood consequences. I hadn’t paid attention...he jumped.” There is a long pause, as Rouge regains his composure. “Tangerine’s daughter had the ability to emit light - she was my little light - and when she panicked her beam hit him. It worsened the fall -” Blood splatter, there is nothing left. “After it was said and done I had to leave.” He goes on to tell Somnus of how he left Tephra, how on a cold and lonely evening he found AuroraElis, how they fell in love. He tells him how she convinced him to go back home, to face what he ran away from...he tells him of their first child, Phoebus ( “He was my boy of fire!”)


Rouge tells him each memory, good and bad - how he died along Tephra’s beach not long after, how he found himself in another life entirely. He tells the tale of finding Ellyse on the other side, how he found Aurora, too! He mentions how they’d conceived another child, but how he never got to meet them...he tells him about the Ice Age, about how Aurora died and about how he did too.


“Time is a fickle, funny thing,” He laughs, though he is not sure what for. “You think you have so much of it...and then you find that you really do not. I was given another chance...I don’t intend to waste this one. So when I popped up in Novus, I wandered for a bit. But then, I heard about Dawn.” Rouge nods his head to affirm. “I felt I might have a chance to right some wrongs, to help  those who need it most. I came here because I knew you needed help protecting this kingdom, I know of the crimes committed against you and yours -” He shakes his head - a tragedy, in its rawest form. “But I will stay here because you have given me a chance. And with so little time on this earth, that is the greatest gift one can give.”


The seriousness of his tone fades as he hears the rustle of feathers. He looks back to the owl that sits so properly against Somnus’ rump, beady ebony eyes staring curiously into Rouge’s cerulean pools. He can’t help but let out a hearty chortle as Somnus explains. “She seems to be quite the loyal companion. How lucky are you to have each other?” He smiles softly, turning back to the Dawn King to allow him his chance to speak.




im not afraid of leaving, not of god & not of death.


@Somnus :3


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