[When he'd left Luceti over a week ago, it was as a member of the departing battle party. After failing in han attempt to shield his party from all incoming attacks, Cecil's only now been able to return -- and what a Luceti he's encountered with his first few breaths ( Read more... )

[His bones ache. He'd lost the sensation of having legs some time ago, assuming they hadn't been dismembered an hour past simply because he was able to keep trudging alone. He's been on his way back from the mountainrange for a subjective eternity, platinum hair matted and stringy from sweat, deep blue eyes sunken under the weight of dark, puffy ( Read more... )

[Cecil hadn't known he had a son. He hadn't known how quickly he would grow to love that son, nor how heartbroken he would be when the boy would flee the relative safety of his household due to the tiniest of scuffles with a good friend. A good friend who, evidently, had been wildly and passionately lusting after the woman who is now Cecil's wife. ( Read more... )

[While most of the village's bustling has been to accommodate the needs of those who've been chosen to battle outside the barrier, Cecil has internalized the opposite. The Malnosso have seen fit to pit his best friend against the third party that murdered him so viciously before, and Cecil's not handling it as well as he might. Housemates might ( Read more... )

[Presently, Cecil is pacing a steady circle along the perimeter of the barrier, as he has been doing for the past several days. He's packed provisions to last upwards of a week. In short, two of his loved ones have been taken, and in the same short span he's witnessed the wanton attack on a new friend who'd been trying to make amends with old ( Read more... )

[Two full days have passed, with no end of the New Feathers in sight. Though the newcomers have seemed essentially harmless thus far, curiosity has gotten the better of him. He's out in town today rather than squirreled away in the forest, scanning around for potentially familiar faces.]

[After a long, arduous day spent training in the forest, the stalwart Paladin returns home to his loving-and-yet-makeshift family, greeting them cordially before settling down with his journal the way some patriarchs reach for the daily newspaper. Frowning, he jots out a short note.]

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[Cecil had been counting on Kain to guard over the household in the event of an emergency during this event. Given that hope was dashed once Rosa and Kain switched bodies, Cecil has taken it upon himself to train Eiko's scrawny body into something able to defend itself if something malicious decided to invade the village while its most powerful ( Read more... )

[Lately, being alone is always enough to startle Cecil from sleep. He's grown accustomed to his wife's gentle touch, and Luceti's left him paranoid that something could happen to her at a moment's notice. Added is the constant vigilance necessary to tend to two stubborn mutes, and it means that Cecil's awake close to the moment of transfer, hopping ( Read more... )

It remains a trying time for those of us who remain. Still, perhaps it would do all of us some good to rejoice in those of us who remain, as well as the sacrifice by those no longer with us. It is customary on my world to feast after a long battle, in respect and homage of those who lay their lives for us to have the privilege. Though it would be a ( Read more... )