#{ Rylenn } ic

[kapisola-archived]

     “I thought I told you not to bring him here without a leash.”

     “....He didn’t tell me he was coming.”

      Drops a suspiciously wet, and very red sack at Charidynn’s feet. “I met my quota. It’s almost time. Fix me.”

#{ A Makeshift God } Our father; Charidynn #{ Rylenn } ic #{ Kallen } ic

[soraeia]

In Meriburn [ mentions @soulsxng ]

​Rylenn looks at Sophie in moment of disbelief, almost hurt, by her pushing him. Though he didn't protest the woman's reasons; Allisae looked frightened, and he'd been so caught in his own agenda that he hadn't realized.

"Why are you here...?"

"I was sent by your father." He puts his hands up quickly. "But I am not taking you back. I just...please. Kallen---" His brother's voice leaves his throat in a subtle crack, as though it hurt him to say it. "---if you've run into him...could you tell me where he is? Do you know...?"

"...." Allisae studies his face, trying to see past the glamour. Placing every feature from memory onto his current visage. Along with it, she recalls the imperial guard's kindness. His subtle softness over the years. Questioning just why he had always acted so warmly toward her when everyone else was always so cold.

Then she remembers how much he'd doted on Wrenn, once upon a time. When her boy's hair was darker, like the man before her. When the palace air was so thick with whispers of the resemblance, that they even reached Allisae's sheltered ears.

"....You bring Kallen up to me as though I know him," she says flatly, the statement giving Rylenn pause. "Tell me...do I know him? Should I?"

"....."

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ allisae } ic #{ rylenn } ic #{ Festival of the Blue Moons } event; imperial #(( dunno if they saw through the glamour or not )) #(( I suppose Sophie already knows since Rylenn found her before? )) #(( but part of me feels like they're pushed Rylenn away for his safety just as much as they did for Alli's sdsfsfdfs ))

[soraeia]

Just leaving a trail of broken hearts, either ignoring or not noticing the loveletters and gifts and starry-eyed souls trying to get his attention.......

He's accepted so many of them already, and now they're preventing him from being able to get to his sword if he needs to...

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ Rylenn } ic #{ Season of the Roses } event; imperial au

[soraeia]

Sighs. "...With that ceramic leg of hers, you'd think it'd be easier to hear her coming..."

"What? Who's coming?"

"Sure as hell not Rylenn."

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ the gods are watching. } commentary #{ Wrenn } ic #{ Rylenn } ic #{ Edmund } ic #(( I'm sorry-- ))

[soraeia]

Arriving in Meriburn...

"My, the weather certainly encourages such...immodest fashions..." He says, though his gaze subtly lingers on a woman who vaguely resembles Princess Riliane.

"It isn't difficult to see why..." Tugging on his collar as he follows Heiras off the airship. He's fully covered up to the neck in a lighter version of what he'd normally wear around the Aegis, but he's still getting uncomfortably hot---

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ Daein Heiras } ic #{ Rylenn } ic #{ Festival of the Blue Moons } event; imperial AU

[soraeia]

"Allisae, wait..."

She stopped, though she kept her back to him as she stayed safely behind Sophiel and Ophan, only turning her head slightly to acknowledge whatever it was left that he had to say.

"...Kallen...where is he...?"

The desperation in his voice was so heavy, it sounded as though he were begging. Yet Allisae couldn't find it in her to spare him the comfort she would have if she had been more ignorant of the truth...Just what did he have her believing all these years? What had Kallen believed all these years?

"...I don't know." She says, her tone even and cold. "Perhaps he's dead."

"......"

Allisae walked away before Rylenn's devastation could bleed into her. Before the temptation to turn and look at him became too great. A piece of her had already died just at the thought of Kallen having been killed. And she found her throat growing tight, the sting of tears in her eyes--grief for a man she can't even remember.

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ allisae } ic #{ rylenn } ic #{ Festival of the Blue Moons } event; imperial au

[soraeia]

In Meriburn

"Tell me..." The tone she finds herself speaking in is somehow curt. Clear yet harsh, when she had never wanted to be so harsh with anyone, let alone Rylenn. But whatever guilt that comes with addressing him in such a tone is overshadowed by an anxious fear that had her trembling from her core; an anticipation for something she did not want to be true.

"...Is Kallen Wrenn's father...?"

Rylenn only closed his mouth in response, looking away and closing his eyes. But the silence was answer enough.

"Is the truth really so horrible to say?"

"I'm sorry...but you need...to talk to Avelan."

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ allisae } ic #{ rylenn } ic #{ Festival of the Blue Moons } event; imperial au #(( ahahaha *laugh cries* ))

[soraeia]

Have you seen her?

[over 2 decades ago]

"Wha..t..." His voice shook, trembling fingers coming up to his mouth as he registers the copper taste lingering on his tongue. Kallen's gaze follows the sound of heavy breathing to a man sat against a bloodied brick wall. Something about him was familiar, yet at the same time he couldn't recognize him.

Eyes manic with desperation, Kallen approaches the him. "Y-you..." he addresses the man hoarsely, throat tight with the scream threatening to tear through it. "My wife...have you seen her? Y-you couldn't miss her, she's the most beautiful thing in this world. It'd break your heart...Sh-she's..."

He can hear her screaming, though he she's not there. Not anywhere close. Still, the noise is ceaseless in his ears and it sends a rush of panic through him that catches his chest, causing it to heave as he struggles to breathe. "She's the kindest soul you'd ever meet. The kindest! She loves flowers, but she hates bugs. Especially roaches, so you'd...you'd probably wouldn't..." Gods, why did this man seem to familiar???

"Please!" He begs, the blood and bits of flesh between his teeth making itself more apparent with every breath he took before his voice climbs to a shout, the grief heavy in his words before he even realizes what it is he's grieving. "Please tell me you've seen her! You had to have seen her. She isn't someone you forget!"

Rylenn shakes his head, slowly, face twisted in pain---not from his injuries nor the gaping wound on his shoulder where his arm should have been, but from the agony he felt in seeing his brother like this. His poor baby brother...

"I'm sorry, Kallen..."

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ Kallen } ic #{ Rylenn } ic #(( okay my brain just wanted to post this I shall now resume my party/festival shenanigans! ))

[soraeia]

In Meriburn

The High Priest of Vanystea, under glamour, has managed to charm his way onto the arm of a lonely nobleman with an invitation to the private party being held.

And Rylenn has also been able to tag along. On the arm of said noblewoman's very clingy friend.

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ Daein Heiras } ic #{ Rylenn } ic #{ Festival of the Blue Moons } event; imperial AU

[soraeia]

@arcxnumvitae replied to your post “Arriving in Meriburn... "My, the weather certainly...”:

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"....I'm sorry...am I offending...?" He sniffs his sleeve, afraid he was already sweating too much. "Perhaps I should purchase a change of clothes..."

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ the gods are watching. } commentary #{ Rylenn } ic #(( I know who that was for but asfdasfsad Heiras is unbothered ))

[soraeia]

Charidynn methodically fiddles with one of the rings on his index finger--a silver band etched with purplish runes--turning it with his thumbas he reads the news of Keinyth's death from Nivaen's report. His face doesn't move, though Heiras notices the fiddling stop.

"....Your majesty?"

"....I didn't think Keinyth and Nivaen would fail so spectacularly. They've even somehow misplaced Kallen, what a feat."

"What...??"

"Nivaen makes claim of heading to Meriburn, though I may consider redirecting him to Ahnia. Heiras, call Riliane and Lydia to me, and summon my scribe."

"Yes, your majesty."

"Your majesty! What of Kallen---"

"We'll hear word of your disgrace of a brother soon enough. The moment there is talk of some beastly creature making prey out of hapless villagers, I will send a less useless party to retrieve him. My children take precedence, and you have other duties to tend to."

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ Emperor Charidynn } #{ Rylenn } ic #{ Heiras } ic

[soraeia]

"......."

"What in the gods..."

"......" He knows Riliane isn't at the North Castle. He's not worried.

#{ the gods are watching. } commentary #{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ Emperor Charidynn } ic #{ Rylenn } ic #{ Daein Heiras } ic #(( Charidynn is having a very bad day... ))

[soraeia]

"Excuse me, Knight-captain? Please, forgive my brazen interruption, but I was passing by, and couldn't help but stop to watch your training. Your stance is impressive, but there's one thing I noticed, if you wouldn't mind my mentioning?" The woman smiles as she leans forward against one of the empty sword racks along the edge of the field. Her eyes are focused on Rylen's sword arm at first, but eventually flit up to his face.

"Your angle on your downward swing is a little off-- I think it's your elbow. If you keep it out even just an inch during the decline, you should have more power...though it's going to feel a little out of control at first, compared to how you're doing it now."

@soulsxng [I'm assuming this would take place before the whole...pain and things 20+ years ago? asdas]

He lowers his sword from the training dummy's throat as the woman catches his attention, recognizing her to be one of Tahariel Elohim's guards as he turns to her with a small tilt of his head.

"......"

It's only curiosity that makes him adjust his arm as advised, glancing at her until he catches a nod, before swinging again to slash the dummy across the chest---cutting through and slicing the wooden torso in two with barely a shred of effort on his behalf.

"...." Well...I'll be damned. Though her knowledge of how to handle a weapon shouldn't come as a surprise; if she'd known any less, then Rylenn would have assumed Elohim to be a poorly guarded man. "......It's Captain of the Imperial Guard..." He corrects, gaze affixed to her face once again. "Or Ser Rylenn Yeun."

He approaches the edge of the field where she stands, sheathing his sword at his waist before offering her a small bow. "I would hope that by now you would know my name, Lady Sophiel."

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ Rylenn } ic #(( Rylenn is the type to just stare for a moment if he finds someone attractive )) #(( I don't think he would voice it immediately or even realize he was attracted to someone sdfasd ))

[soraeia]

Looks at the dragons appearing overhead....and sighs tiredly. "Someone please inform the Emperor that the Dracondians are here..."

#{ the gods are watching. } commentary #{ Rylenn } ic

[soraeia]

Just your local military general who is a little too ready to lie to his brother

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ Rylenn } ic

[soraeia]

"Rylenn. Have your brother summoned to the Aegis. As soon as possible."

"What...!? What on earth for..?"

"Do not question me. Just do as I say."

#{ gilded cages } imperial au #{ Emperor Charidynn } ic #{ Rylenn } ic #(( Avelan in the bg like: mAybe shOUld leT hiM bE. ))