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  1. In Pieces (RxD oneshots)

    @darwin Thank you so much, and aaahhhh please set up an art thread I need more te'ijalahad in my liiiife @the world Here is another update, and it is titled very accurately just so you know XD XD (also coincidentally this is the oneshot where the idea of Dameon getting his sense of humor from the Oracle first occurred to me so there's that) (not related to anything but this collection is so so close to being done on fanfic.net and I don't know whether I'm really excited or really sad) Cheese So I have the lamest sense of humor ever and have been wanting to call a piece “Cheese,” or something similar, for a while. So yay me. Most of this was written a long time ago, then scrapped because it’s kind of sillier than the other pieces so I’m not sure it fits really. But… there were some good jokes, and some touching parts, and I figure we can always do with more Aveyond fanficton. So I finished it up and yeah, here you go! Occurs some time, but not a ton of time, after the party has purchased the manor and recruited Galahad. ________________________________________________ All the best cheeses, she had been told, required a lengthy aging process. It started with milk, and then some crazy cheese-maker did some fancy, unpleasant sounding stuff involving knives and fire and tight spaces, and then the used-to-be-milk was thrown somewhere cold and wet and left to fend for itself, sometimes for years. Sometimes even for decades. And then it became cheese, and the citizens of Sedona worshipped it. Rhen herself wasn't so keen on cheese. It was all right, she guessed, but she'd rather have meat. Or dessert, dessert would be good. But there were no paintings of dessert in Frederick's art gallery. She was only even in Frederick's art gallery because he had sent her a dang invitation to a dang special exhibition of his latest acquisition, Man in Hot Water. And he had only invited her on account of her having been the one to bring him Theodore's picture in the first place. It was all exceptionally stupid and Rhen would much rather be in the manor, or sparring in the practice yard. But Elini had told her it would be rude to refuse, and Galahad had looked ready to give her one of his horribly long lectures, and besides, even though Dameon hadn't said anything, she could tell he was interested. So she accepted the dang invitation, and had even made attempts to dress nicely— which was a mistake because the pale red-definitely-not-pink gown she had chosen was sweaty and itchy. And the art was droll. The gallery mostly consisted of cheese paintings, of course. Cheddar, mozzarella, provolone, every kind of cheese in Aia. People dressed in colorful, silly looking clothes clustered around these paintings, pointing out a detail of a piece of swiss or loudly proclaiming that what their neighbor thought was gouda was actually feta. Why was this city so obsessed with cheese? No wonder Frederick had been so excited about the creepy stick figure. Besides that, Rhen saw a few flower paintings. There was one of marion bells that held her attention for a bit. She liked the details of the leaves and the blending of the colors. Okay, really she just liked marion bells, and it was sentimental and stupid— "This one is charming." Rhen started and turned to see Dameon standing beside her, smiling up at the marion bell painting. His smile was charming and she wished he would stop it because now her gown felt stuffy and stiff and her voice was going to squeak when she spoke, she just knew it. "Yes," she managed in relatively even tones, fixing her eyes on one of the pink petals. "It is." "It is decidedly less cheesy than the others." It was the lamest joke she had ever heard, but she was laughing at it and she couldn't stop, and it was very embarrassing. And she knew her face was red now, and she wanted to hide it somewhere, but the only place she could think of was Dameon's chest and she was absolutely, definitely, most assuredly not going to do that— Great, now she was choking on her own spit. She tried to apologize but the words came out more like, "Ack— sah— ree," and she was coughing horribly— Dameon took her in his arms and patted her back until she could breathe again. "I'm sorry, I didn't think it was that funny...." "Er— it wasn't," she said, pulling away from him and looking hard at the painting again. "I don't know why I was laughing like that." Then she grinned in spite of herself. "It was a pretty cheesy joke, actually." "Hmm," he said, the corners of his mouth curving up, just a little. "Well, your reaction was pretty charming." She laughed— a normal amount this time— and only blushed a little, and endeavored to change the subject. "What's your favorite painting so far?" "I... am not sure," he said slowly. Then he smiled again, and turned pink, and couldn't seem to stop himself from saying, "The gouda one was particularly good." Rhen was mortified to find that she was laughing again. It must be just the unexpectedness of it, the incongruity of his serious mouth spouting such nonsense. That was it, that must be it— "Sorry, Rhen," he said, patting her back again because she was choking again. "I don't know why I keep doing that..." When she had recovered she said, "It's all right. Just don't make a habit of it—" "You young people really must quiet down," an older woman interrupted scoldingly, pointing at them with her enormous spectacles. "Art is to be looked at, not laughed at!" Unfortunately this assertion only caused Rhen to laugh again. Dameon beamed at her, which didn't help, and then he offered her his elbow, which did, and he made his apologies to the old lady and led Rhen into the next room. Besides more cheese paintings, there were some portraits of nobles, all dressed more ridiculously than the nobles walking through the gallery, if that were possible. Te'ijal and Elini were standing in front of a portrait of a duchess whose dress was poofy enough to hold seven other people, and whose hair was piled so high that Rhen found herself wondering what she was hiding in it. Seeing her interest, Dameon walked with her to the portrait, and Te'ijal and Elini turned to greet them. "Good day, Sword Singer, Sun Priest," Elini inclined her head towards them. "Look at this woman!" Te'ijal said, foregoing formalities as usual. "Look what she has in her hair! She could stake me with one of those!" Rhen looked and saw that there were long, sharp wooden pins holding the woman's hair in place. "Wow!" she said, as quietly as she could manage. "She could stake me with one of those!" "And look at her dress!" Elini said. "It's big enough and stiff enough to knock over an army." "Or hide an army!" Rhen added. Dameon was examining the portrait with his eyebrows drawn together. "But..." he began slowly, apparently very concerned, "how does she move?" Rhen, Elini, and Te'ijal laughed, which made Dameon turn red, and that made Rhen feel sorry. So with an effort, she caught her breath, and said, "If she's anything like me, she probably doesn't." "Even I couldn't wear that," Elini said. "In Veldt, clothing is light, durable, and flexible. We don't see any good reason for this stiff, bulky Northern nonsense." "I imagine I could wear it," Te'ijal said, and shrugged. "But it would rustle so much Galahad would hear me coming from a mile away." Dameon grinned, and Rhen's stomach fluttered and she laughed. Then she blushed when she saw Elini’s knowing look, and she stopped abruptly and said, "Let's go see what else Frederick's got around here." What else Frederick had around there was a mirror, which Lars was standing in front of, apparently trying to adjust his cloak. Te'ijal grinned suddenly and pulled Dameon away from Rhen, motioning for them to be quiet with a finger pressed to her mouth. Te'ijal stopped behind Lars, placing Dameon behind her self, and she leaned towards Lars so her nose almost touched the back of his head. Dameon looked at Rhen and shrugged, and Lars sighed loudly and said, "Dameon, do you mind? You're in my ligh— AUGH! TE'IJAL," he screamed, having turned around to find the vampress directly behind him. "GET OUT OF MY SPACE! I'LL FRY YOU WITH MAGIC!" He was holding his staff to do it, but Te'ijal just cackled, and that was when Rhen remembered that vampires have no reflection. Elini laughed, and Rhen laughed, and Dameon smiled, and Lars settled for using his staff to push Te'ijal away and to smack Dameon in the arm. "You young people again!" a familiar raspy voice scolded, and Rhen turned to see the old lady with the big spectacles. "Art is not funny!" "Mind your own business, you old hag—" Lars began, but Dameon interrupted him with another apology to the elderly lady, and pushed Lars on to the next painting in the gallery. Rhen hurried to catch up, and Elini and Te'ijal shrugged and followed her. "How amusing," Te'ijal said. "More cheese." "Didn't you hear the woman?" Rhen teased. "Art is not funny!" And then, Rhen had her revenge, because now Dameon was laughing at a joke that wasn't funny, and for a second the mirth even sparkled in his eyes and Rhen felt it in her toes, too— But no one else was laughing, and he stopped quickly and blushed and cleared his throat. Lars rolled his eyes. "You all are what's not funny." Rhen opened her mouth to make some retort— probably along the lines of whatever— but Elini grabbed her shoulder and pointed across the room. Rhen looked and saw Galahad standing and staring out a window very intently. This didn't seem that strange so she glanced at Elini, and followed the demon summoner's gaze until she saw Te'ijal sneaking through the crowd towards the paladin. Rhen sighed. "Come on, we better go intervene." Dameon looked at her in confusion but followed her when she took his arm. Elini waved and mouthed, "Good luck," and Lars pulled out his garlic necklace and meandered back towards the mirror. "What are we doing?" Dameon asked, glancing around, looking for something amiss. "We have to make sure Te'ijal doesn't eat Galahad," Rhen explained, not bothering to point because they needed to beat the vampress to the paladin. Galahad turned and bowed his head towards them as they came up. "Good afternoon, sun priest. Good day, sword singer." "Good afternoon," Dameon said, and Rhen added a quick, "Hello," and glanced back to see where Te'ijal was. The vampress had seen them approaching the paladin and was sulking in front of a brie painting, but still making her way towards them, slowly, slowly. "So realistic, isn't it?" Galahad was saying, gesturing at the window. "You can almost smell the city just looking at it." "Er— yeah," Rhen said reluctantly, deciding against telling Galahad that he was actually looking at a window. She knew from unfortunate experience that he would vehemently deny it against all reason, even if she were to stick her arm out the window. Even if she stood outside it. Even if anything. "It's— quite nice," Dameon said, following her lead. Then, "Have you seen the one of a stickman boiling in a cauldron?" Galahad looked appalled. "No, no, of course not. I am surprised you would say such a ghastly thing! Surely that is not a real painting!" But before Dameon could answer, Te'ijal was upon them. "Duckling!" she greeted excitedly, and Galahad screamed. "Creature of the night! Why do you torment me?" "If you young people do not quiet down—" the bespectacled old lady began, before gaping at Galahad and Te'ijal. "Oh, I'm sorry, Sir Galahad! I did not realize that was you— I thought it was—" she stared at Rhen and Dameon, and started to point but thought better of it, "Um— uh— have you seen the featured piece, sir? Man in Hot Water? Quite original, I assure you. It's just in the next room. I could give you a tour, if you'd like—" "Lady, cease your blathering," Galahad said, standing erect even though Te'ijal was playing with his hair now. "Speeches are best made concise and clear. There is no need for all this— insufferable— insensate— demonic— devil woman, get out of my hair!" he roared, whirling on the vampress. Te'ijal only laughed and reached for his nose. Galahad sprang backwards, nearly knocking over a very shocked and muddled spectacle-wearing old lady, and he turned and ran from the gallery with Te'ijal at his heels. "What— well!" the old lady said, drawing herself up. She looked sharply at Rhen. "At least you seem to have ceased your senseless laughter!" Rhen flushed angrily. It was an unfair thing to say, it was unnecessary, and embarrassing— "That— that was my fault," Dameon said quickly, stepping in front of her. "And I think her laugh is lovely." He turned and smiled at her and she flushed for a different reason and looked at her boots. The old lady sniffed and turned away from them, waving her enormous spectacles in the air dismissively. "Come on," Dameon said, pulling Rhen towards the next room, "let's go see the rest of Frederick's collection." "Well, all right," Rhen said, trying to ignore how warm her face felt. "I didn't get to look at Theodore's piece yet." Dameon grinned and escorted her to where Man in Hot Water hung. There was a cluster of rich people around it, having a heated discussion. Lars' voice shouted over some of the others. "The artist is not a noble! He's a child from New Witchwood!" "That' ridiculous!" one of the men countered. "Only the gifted and monetarily endowed get into the Gentle Children's school!" "You're ridiculous!" Lars argued. "Theodore doesn't have to be a noble to be gifted and rich!" It was such an incongruous thing to hear that Rhen laughed. Dameon looked at her in confusion. "What is funny?" She shook her head and explained, "It's funny how people change." He stared at her, and there was no laughter in his eyes. He cleared his throat and looked at the ground. "I suppose sometimes it is." She wasn't sure what, exactly, he was thinking, or how she was supposed to respond to that, so she ended up tucking his hair behind his ear, and saying, "I'm glad you haven't changed." But it was the wrong thing to say. He stepped away from her, still staring at the ground, and said, so lowly she almost didn't hear, "I am changing every day. Everything changes." She narrowed her eyes at him. "What's the matter, Dameon?" He tried to smile, but it wasn't convincing. "Why don't we go see what other treasures Frederick has collected?" "Hmm. I'll bet you one million gold pennies that nearly everything else is cheese." But he didn't laugh. He just walked on towards the next painting. And it was cheese, and so was the next one. Mozzarella and ricotta and parmesan. There was one of some moldy, unrecognizable cheese that had apparently been painted by a gnome, and the lady standing in front of it assured Rhen that it was "Priceless! Priceless!" But Rhen would much have preferred another stupid joke. Dameon was stopped in front of a smaller painting, one with a brown block-looking thing in the middle. Brunost? No, it actually wasn't cheese, for once. It was a neat little house, sitting tranquilly on top of a hill, with the door hanging open like it didn't know how to close, and light pouring out of it as if to say, come in. It was nowhere she had been, but it was somehow familiar to her. "Do you remember," Dameon began quietly, "when home looked like that?" Clearwater had never looked like that. Well, not exactly like that. The houses in Clearwater were made of white stones, and they rested on plateaus. But... she remembered the way their windows used to glow at sunset, calling all the children to come inside. She remembered being one of the children. But that was before— before it all changed. Before she had changed. Dameon was looking up at the painting, like if he stared long enough he could make it real, he could bring it back. He had been a child once, she realized. He hadn't chased sheep, or picked marion bells, but— he had lost something, too. He had been very reserved when she first met him, even stiff. And now— "Dameon," she said, and reached for his elbow. "Not all change is bad. Sometimes— sometimes things get better." Now, finally, he looked at her, but she could tell he didn't believe her. Well. Maybe he was more serious than her, but she was definitely more stubborn. So she took another step closer, and said, with all the solemnity her soul possessed, "Milk can change into cheese, you know. And then the people in this city paint it, and hang it on their walls, and— worship it.” He stared at her and she tried to look serious, and then one little corner of his mouth curved upwards. "They are fools." "They are," she agreed. And then she confided, quickly, before she could lose her nerve, "But I think I am, too." He frowned again. "No," he said, and now he stepped closer, the tiniest bit. "No, you are just— you are—" he seemed to search for the word and she wondered what sort of horrid thing he was about to reveal about her, stubborn, clumsy, childish— And then he finished, very slowly and softly, "You are wise." She turned the color of one of those confounded apples from Clearwater, and she looked at the ground and had to clear her throat twice before she could stammer, "Well— you're just— cheesy." He laughed so hard that she thought he would suffocate, and now she got to pat his back. And then the bespectacled old lady kicked them out of the gallery, so they had to wait outside for everyone else, and everyone else took forever— But it was okay, because when he had caught his breath he leaned towards her, and his eyes sparkled with the secret he was about to tell her. "I know at least one thing that won't change," he said, and then, slowly and solemnly, he pressed his lips to her forehead.
  2. Ask Anything!

    Only one Aveyond character has successfully rescued another from a frozen waste, and that's Ean. So he's coming with me. Talia can make fire and literally create food, so that's an obvious choice. And last I'd take Pirate John because if we run across a ship or a dragon (it could happen!) he can captain it/fly it and get us out of there. (Honestly Talia could probably also do that and if I could only take one character it'd be her but since I need three the other two can also come) Now I feel bad cuz I'm pretty much contributing nothing to this quest of survival XD If you could go anywhere in the world right now, where would you go?
  3. Ban the person above you

    Banned because I said so
  4. Ban the person above you

    Banned for being mysterious
  5. Mu11berry's Art-ish Looking Things

    @Ant Thank you!! Jack is my fave. I guess I already said that but XD
  6. In Pieces (RxD oneshots)

    Heyy! No need to apologize, comments on my stories are pretty much my favorite thing, especially when it's this story haha. So thanks for taking the time to say something! I am now going to respond to all your comments like the obnoxious person I am because it is Aveyond and I must rant, so I'm sorry. Confounded- Thank you!! I wrote this after a lot of the other pieces and I was worried about it's status as the intro to new readers, you're the first to comment on it as a first piece and I'm so relieved it works. Also you caught the dichotomy! Yayy!! It's important later >.> Probably you already knew that but. I must rant. Matter of Preference- Aahh thanks. I have probably too much fun with the worldbuilding, and with making Lars Lars-ish. Aand I definitely have too much fun with Dameon's bad jokes. I have this stupid headcanon that he got his sense of humor from the Oracle, since Talia wouldn't be able to be around that often (stuck in the Dreamworld), and I don't picture his father as a particularly funny guy. Rhen is my hero, honestly, so I'm really happy you appreciated that part <3 And I am SO GLAD you liked the violently purple description, sometime I worry it comes across as too much, whereas it's supposed yes, a little dramatic, but also a little funny and endearing, I guess. And it sounds like that came across sorta so yayy Hairy Problem- I FEEL BAD FOR HER TOO I'm so glad you understand. And thanks, that line was so fun to write! Retreat!- Also loved writing that line hehe. Honestly Rhen is a blast every time, she's pretty much my favorite forever. And I feel like a lot of times all the stuff she's been through and sacrificed gets a bit overlooked so I'm glad I could bring it out a little. And I'm glad you liked the sweet parts, thanks! I wanted to incorporate a bit of Rhen's childhood so I'm glad it worked. In the Dark- I'm always overjoyed when people like this piece because it's one of my favorites too. I just feel like both Rhen and Dameon have been through a lot and they have a lot to process, and their situations are similar enough that they can understand each other but different enough to be able to learn from each other and I'm sorry I am ranting again but I just really love them. I'm also really glad you liked the humanizing of Dameon's father, that's a recurring theme too (which again, you probably already guessed but xD). I just think there are important lessons in the idea that sometimes people we love do bad things, and we still love them after. Night Watch- Aah thank you, I really love writing those parts. And I had a lot of fun coming up with the constellations!! I actually scoured the web trying to see if anybody else had referenced stars in their Aveyond stuff but there wasn't much ahaha At a Loss- Thanks! I'm really glad the turning point came across well and that you're appreciating my portrayal of Dameon Getting a Place- THANK YOU, again I just feel like she's dealt with a lot and the idea of home is important to her so I'm glad I could get that idea across a bit. Dameon probably needs a hug honestly, but don't worry, Rhen'll take care of him hehe sorry I'm like this Covey Balm- Thank you!! I'm glad you like the sillier pieces too because there a lot of them haha. Te'ijal are Galahad are another of my favorites so it means a lot to me when people like how I portray them, so thanks. The "eternity... bewildering thirty seconds" bit was lots of fun to write, like I've said about a million times, Rhen is my favorite. And the anger line was another one I tend to worry about so I'm glad it came across well!! I think it's an important theme in their story and in the Aveyond plots in general. I WANT A MONTAGE TOO!! Actually a whole movie. Of the game, not my shorts, though I wouldn't mind having some more fluff and silly things thrown in and I would not object if this whole oneshot collection was shamelessly plagiarized for the purpose, haha. And I love looking at all the party interactions. Most of these oneshots focus mostly on R/D because, like it says in the title, it's literally just fluffy R/D oneshots, but I never object when the others barge in XD So again, thanks for your comments and for giving me so much to rant about!! And P.S. also I love the new profile pic
  7. So here's the status for Aveyond 3-1: Lord of Twilight ie Gyendal ie Te'ijal's brother ie Why must it happen this way

    "Welcome to Aveyond!" says the little blue screen. Aaah I'm home
    T.T

    Mordred calls the orb "my pet" that's so creepy

    What is it with these blue haired guys tryna be noble and
    heroic?

    Okay but I would totally play a game about Rayina gathering her
    own ragtag group of heroes and rescuing her husband from this
    madman-- I mean her father-in-law. Why must it end this way T.T

    Aaand now time to propel Mel recklessly towards her dark
    destiny. Sorry, Mel. On the bright side you get to meet Stella
    later?

    Ahahahah I went on the wrong balcony and Gyendal's sprite is
    just kind of glaring down at me 

    Gyendal what if I don't wanna talk to you

    Bye now I'll just live in the night forever

    It's fine

    Okaayyy fine I'm going to Darkthrop Keep.

    Hahahahaha it has a mailbox. I guess just cuz you've been dead
    for 200 years doesn't mean you don't want your mail delivered

    I forgot how cocky Mel was XD XD But for her it's just
    endearing. I guess cuz she's pretty much the bottom of the
    foodchain already so it comes across more as spunk and a healthy
    respect for herself instead of disrespect for other people.

    I love that the corpes disappear after I check them. It just
    makes everything so much nicer (and prettier, it did kinda ruin
    the landscape when there were just red splotches everywhere)

    Aaaahhh they rearranged the menu on me I forgot. I couldn't find
    "items" for a good few minute ahahahaha

    Uuuuggggghhhh back to Gyendal. It's like talking to that stupid
    slave trader in AV1. I know I gotta, but I don't wannnnaaaaa 

    Te'ijallllllll yaaaaaaaas!!!

    I love how Mel runs behind her XD XD

    Te'ijal saves Mel, fights Gyendal off, and tells Mel to run. But
    does Mel run? Of course not. You lil rebel 

    Mel: I'm not a fool!
    Te'ijal: >.>
    Jack: >.> 
    Me: >.>

    WE JUST JUMPED OFF THIS BUILDING. AAAHH

    But it's so adorable how Te'ijal calls Mel rabbit. Also a little
    creepy but really. So cute

    This apartment is 20gp. Now I know why Mel was so excited about
    a measly 90 XD Yayy for not being homeless!!

    Thought I had found Edward. Was actually Oscaar. With two a's.

    Okay but how Ulaf says "Another one?" Like, how many students
    has Te'ijal sent over in his lifetime? And why? Obviously they
    weren't all Darkthrop descendants. I need these answers.

    Eeeeeyyy there's good ole Ed. Snooping into everyone's business
    as usual XD I love him. 

    Inviting us to hang out with the cool people (or probably the
    nerds actually but XD) He's a good kid

    Aahh yes. That one student who is perpetually late to class and
    yet persists in pacing his/her quarters. There must be at least
    one in every game. (But actually what are all these beds for?? I
    have to rent a room and I did in AP too so idk who's sleeping
    here)

    WHY AM I TAKING A NAP IN A TREE?!? I BOUGHT AN APARTMENT. MEL.
    WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS.

    Found Ely's house. Aaannnd here comes Edward to "help" me. He's
    got a lot of Devin in him XD  

    Door closes as soon as Mel approaches it. First response is to
    blame Edward. Not a very trusting person, is she? Oh Mel <33

    THESE STUDENTS ARE SLEEPING IN THESE BEDS!! WHY CAN'T I SLEEP IN
    A BED??!! I TOOK A NAP IN A TREE!!!

    Aahhh I love how excited Mel is to become a spy. It's so cute
    and endearing.

    *6 months later*
    *I get to play as Te'ijal*
    *Yeeess I forgot this part I'm so excited*

    I found the Vampire Guild and there are ashes everywhere? I'm
    just a bit concerned is all.

    Galahaaaaad. Just listen to your wife T.T

    Welp those skeleton guards killed me twice but I prevailed in
    the end. Shoulda bought some healing items for dang Galahad

    Back to Thais. Mel is late to class. I bet she's real good
    friends with that other perpetually late student.

    Ah, the cutscene where Mel tells me how much she hates Lydia. In
    case anybody hadn't caught on that she'd be important later.

    Mel is so embarrased about buying the dress though ahahaha I
    love her

    The red dress actually looks nice on Mel and it's just a nice
    change cuz the last dress I bought. No. No.

    When you're all dressed up for the fancy ball but you have no
    idea where the castle is ahahahahaha

    Aah here we are. There's a line of statues so this must be it.

    Apparently Edward sucks at school? That's so cute? Why did I not
    know this? Can I keep him?

    Mel is so mad that he's royalty XD XD IT'S OKAY MEL HE WILL
    STILL BE YOUR FRIEND STOP FREAKING OUT

    Also Mel looks so much like a duck when she's angry I can't take
    her seriously

    Aaand here comes the part where Edward proves he is actually
    Alicia reincarnated as her own great great- etc grandson ie "I
    don't want to get married! I want to stay single and let my hair
    flow in the wind as I ride through the glen, firing arrows into
    the sunset!" or something like that :P

    WE JUST WATCHED STELLA HECKIN FALL FROM THE SKY!!! (that's so
    oddly romantic. Edward can seriously say that stupid pickup line
    about "did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" XD XD)

    "I'm a condemened man on his last leg!" XD XD Aaand he is also
    Nicolas, with all the drama his station requires and then some

    Goin with Edward to find Stella~~~ (I'm pretty sure, maybe I
    remember wrong ahaha)

     

  8. Mu11berry's Art-ish Looking Things

    @moonpeace Thanks!! It looks cartoony because I can't draw with crayons for my life so >.> But it is fun so we'll see XD XD
  9. In Pieces (RxD oneshots)

    Happy new year everyone!! I'm excited to share this next piece cuz it has some Te'ijalxGalahad too Covey Balm This piece happens soon after the party purchases the manor in Sedona and after Galahad has officially joined the group as Rhen's champion (so the assassin thief quest is already completed). It happens before/during most of the in-game manor conversations we see between the characters. You'll see, it should be pretty obvious. Enjoy! (Or suffer from the excessive sweetness, whichever!) Her first mistake was letting Galahad accompany the party in the first place. After all, she didn't really need anything from the king's treasury. Her only excuse was that she tended to be impulsive, and somebody should have stopped her. Also, she had thought she'd seen Te'ijal nod at her. So either she was crazy, or Te'ijal was crazy. Her second mistake was asking the paladin to train with her in the practice yard. She'd had to take down quite few orcs before he would accept her as a capable opponent, and this should have been a warning to her, but no. She had been stubborn, and now she was paying for it. Her third mistake was— well— well— She really, really hadn't meant to hurt the paladin— but he was so— arrogant! He'd gone on and on about— protecting her from who knew what, and— how she should pay more attention when sparring— and not show off so much— And she guessed she'd gotten a little carried away, or a lot, because now Galahad was on the ground hollering for a healer, and she was frantically trying to wrap his bleeding leg with a cloth the yardmaster had handed her, but she had never been very good at this— "Please, maiden! Get a healer!" Galahad yelled again, but Dameon was out buying supplies with Lars, and she couldn't carry the paladin, not in all his armor— "Galahad, please be calm—" she tried to say soothingly, like Dameon would, but she didn't have his quiet composure, she couldn't even soothe herself— "I require medical attention!" "I know, I'm trying—" "What is going on over here?" a familiar voice snapped, and then, before Rhen could look to see who it was, another, milder voice was saying— "Rhen, what happened?" It was Lars and Dameon— the latter was shoving the packages he was carrying into Lars' hands, and then running toward her, and she felt relieved and very, very embarrassed— "Er— I—" she tried to explain, and Lars interrupted— "You wounded him, didn't you?" "I— not on purpose!" Dameon knelt beside her. "It's okay, Rhen," he said in that absurdly patient voice she was growing to depend on. "We can fix this." "Sun Priest!" Galahad said, seizing Dameon's hands. "I beg your assistance, though I am not worthy—" "Don't worry, Sir Galahad," Dameon said soothingly, pulling his hands back, taking the cloth from Rhen. "You are going to be fine." "Thank you—" Galahad grunted, while Dameon folded the cloth and wrapped it expertly around the paladin's wound, and Rhen wondered— why couldn't she ever get that knot right? "I need to clean this before I can do any healing," Dameon was saying. "We'll have to carry him back to the manor. Rhen, can you—" "He's too heavy," Rhen said miserably. "I can't lift him." Dameon looked at her with a confused little frown, and Lars snorted, "You can both carry him." She felt her face turn red, and managed a somewhat dignified, "Oh." Dameon's fingers brushed her arm and he smiled reassuringly. "Can you get his legs?" Rhen nodded and moved to lift Galahad's knees while Dameon lifted his torso. "Careful, please—" Galahad gasped. "Sorry," Rhen mumbled— when it came to wounds, she was entirely and perfectly useless. She was probably going to end up making it worse. Lars should be helping with this, he was better at it— Dameon glanced at her and then down at Galahad. "You're doing fine," he said, and Rhen wasn't sure if he was talking to Galahad or to her, but Galahad looked less anxious and she felt less flustered. Lars led the way to the manor, shouting "Out of the way!" at anyone who even looked towards them, and snapping directions at Dameon like, "Left! Left! There's a gate," and, "Step up! Don't you remember the stair?" Elini and Te'ijal were standing in the hallway inside, and Rhen could just barely see their gaping faces over Dameon's shoulder. "What happened?" Te'ijal asked, stepping around Elini to hover over Galahad— "Stay away from me, dark creature!" Galahad yelled, twisting violently and almost kicking Rhen in the face. "You're bleeding!" Te'ijal said, ignoring the knight's protests. "You smell intoxicating—" "Not now, Te'ijal," Dameon interrupted, stepping farther into the manor and moving so that he was between the vampress and the paladin— which put Rhen against the far wall. "I need to clean his wound—" "Why don't you come and get water with me?" Elini suggested, gingerly taking Te'ijal's arm to lead her towards the door. To everyone's relief, but most especially to Galahad's, Te'ijal followed Elini, and turned back only long enough to say, "Don't let him bleed out, humans. His heartbeat is like a frightened rabbit's." Lars rolled his eyes. "Yeah, we won't," he yelled after them. Then, looking at Dameon, "I guess I can get rags. Try not to run into the door frame, Sun Priest." Dameon sighed and said to the sorcerer's retreating back, "Of course, Lars." "Vile, wicked woman—" Galahad was muttering. "Horrid, unfeeling—" Rhen thought she saw Dameon flash her a half-smile, but then he was saying "Don't worry, Galahad, you're not going to bleed out," and he was craning his neck to look behind himself and stepping backwards down the hall towards the room designated as Galahad's. He only almost hit his head on the door frame. They managed to maneuver through it, and then laid the paladin on the bed. Dameon started undoing the bandage and Rhen stood there uselessly for a minute, watching his nimble fingers working at the knot. He was frowning in concentration, and the sunlight streaming through the window glinted off his headband and blinded her for an eternity— or at least a very bewildering thirty seconds. Then he shifted and she could see again, and she noticed how the sun also made his face glow and scattered gold flecks through his eyes, and it was really sort of... lovely. A stray lock of hair fell into his face, and Rhen reached out to brush it away— He looked up at her, lips parted in surprise, and she quickly drew her hand away again, embarrassed. "Er... I was just trying to... help," she explained feebly. He looked back down and nodded, and she thought his hands seemed more clumsy than just a moment before. Galahad grunted. "Covey balm— would help—" "Oh— okay," Rhen said. "Er... I can... get that." She tried not to run from the room but she basically did, and she shut the door behind her with a click that was nearly a bang. Her heart was beating fast— like a frightened rabbit's, Te'ijal would say— and her face felt hot, she just knew it was red, bright red— Covey balm, she was supposed to find covey balm. She started down the hall and wondered when it had gotten so hot inside, and why it was so difficult to get a breath— Galahad hadn't been that heavy— and she couldn't stop seeing Dameon's surprised face, glowing in the light from the window— "Good day, sword singer," Elini greeted, and Rhen whirled around to face her. "You look like you've been spending too much time in the sun," the summoner said with a wink, and then turned into Galahad's room carrying the bucket of water she'd gotten for Dameon— Too much time in the sun, what was that supposed to mean? Unless... She was definitely reading too much into this. Elini just meant she looked sunburned, and she probably did. And it wasn't time to think about this right now, she needed to get covey balm. Where did they keep covey balm, anyway? On the Eastern Isle she'd always had some in her pack, but with Dameon there— well, she hadn't used a tin of covey balm in a while. Maybe— maybe there was some in Dameon's pack? She slapped her forehead because she was so dense sometimes, and headed down the hall and turned in to Dameon's room. He always kept everything so tidy. She didn't know how he kept up with it. Her own room was sometimes tidy, but usually— not so much. But his room— the bed was made and the covers were even turned down, like at the fancier inns they stopped at. His stuff was neatly placed on the shelves, and his laundry was folded nicely in a corner. She didn't mean to think it, but it occurred to her how weird it was that somebody who kept his room in such an orderly state could have a quarrel with his mother. She found his pack on the lowest shelf and looked through it, trying not to pry too much but noticing that he kept mostly healing items in it. Cassia leaves, marsh tea, tinctura hypericum— and really, wasn't it strange how somebody so attentive to everyone else's injuries could be so hostile towards the woman who'd raised him? She tried not to think about their fight; it wasn't any of her business. But it clearly bothered him. She remembered the last time they went to Aveyond. She had seen how his face changed when his mother came in sight— it hadn't glowed then— and she'd heard the bitterness in his voice when he asked how he could forgive the person who'd killed his father. If someone had taken Rhen's Pa she would— she would end them, of course. There would be no one left to be angry at. But— would it help, in the long run? Vengeance couldn't bring back the dead. Anger had no healing power. Anger, she guessed, was the one thing Dameon kept with himself that wasn't curative. And she couldn't help but think— as her fingers finally closed around a tin of covey balm— that a grudge like that must be a painful thing to carry around. She wished she knew a way to fix it. She tried to put everything back neatly, and hurried back towards Galahad's room with the covey balm. But as she got there, the door swung open and Lars stepped out. He smirked at her, as usual, as he closed the door behind him. And then he frowned, which was different. He cleared his throat. "I... I wanted to apologize for being so horrible to you." Her first response, which she suppressed, was to laugh. Because it was funny to think of Lars Tenebor apologizing for anything. And her second response was to feel... the opposite of bitter. It was like some old weight she had forgotten she carried was gone. She guessed she forgave him— she'd lived, hadn't she? And it was over now, and it was all right to stop hanging on to it and to move forward. So instead of laughing, she smiled, and said, "Thank you Lars," and she thought that if anger was a hurt, then forgiveness must be the balm. Lars nodded and stepped around her to head towards the library, and she pushed Galahad's door open and entered the room. Dameon had found a chair somewhere, and was sitting on it while pressing wet cloths to Galahad's wound. His hair had fallen into his face again, and one stubborn little piece stayed in his eyes even when he looked up at her. She wanted to brush it away, and as she came up by the chair her hand twitched at her side— but she stopped herself, and said, "Er— I brought the covey balm." Dameon took it from her with a soft smile, which made her blush (or was it the other way around?), and Galahad said exuberantly, "Thank you, maiden! I will repay your kindness as soon as I am able." She'd have liked to roll her eyes, but... it was her fault the paladin was injured in the first place, and if he was overbearing and pompous he was also gallant in his own stupid way. And anyway she couldn't stay irritated when Dameon was smiling and looking so peaceful, so instead she said, "That's all right, Galahad. I'm... sorry I got carried away earlier." Galahad nodded self-importantly and said, "I should not have underestimated you. You are a skilled swordswoman, and it is an honor to defend you as your champion." "Er—" she almost said whatever, but she saw Dameon glance up at her and she thought of his mother, and instead she said, "thank you, Galahad." She didn't even choke on the words. They weren't even hard to say. They were almost nice, in a way— The door banged against the wall suddenly and Te'ijal was by the bed before Rhen could move to stop her— "Naughty, naughty lambchop," the vampress was saying, "getting yourself injured. You know, this wouldn't happen so easily if you would just let me bite you—" "STAY AWAY FROM ME, DEMON SPAWN—" Galahad squealed, batting at her with his arms— "Please be careful," Dameon stood up, trying to shield Galahad's wound from Te'ijal and from Galahad and being effortlessly thwarted by both of them— "I haven't finished yet—" "Come here, duckling!" "VILE SERPENT!" "Darling rabbit!" "Not now—" Dameon tried to interrupt, but they weren't listening and he had to dance around the chair to avoid being caught in the middle of them— "LEAVE ME ALONE, CREATURE—" "You look so tasty when you're disagreeable! Come now, let me bite you—" "Te'ijal!" Rhen said sharply, surprising herself by sounding just like Ma. "You promised not to bite any of us!" Te'ijal turned to face her and pouted. "But he provokes me!" "You promised," Rhen repeated stubbornly. Then, "You can tease Galahad later. Why don't you come check out the junk shop with me?" Dameon and Galahad looked very relieved at this idea, but Te'ijal just laughed. "You humans truly are amusing! You have so little time to live, and spend all of it running silly errands and avoiding excitement." "Are you coming?" Rhen said, standing now at the door. Te'ijal chuckled. "Very well, I suppose I can postpone my flirtations a little longer." She looked sharply at Galahad and the paladin turned very pink. "Heal up soon, duckling. I will be back." And indeed, she was back very soon. Rhen tried to distract her with the new shipment of stuff that had arrived in the junk shop— the glass bottle, the book page with strange, ancient-looking writing that she thought maybe Te'ijal would recognize— but Te'ijal just pouted and complained that nothing like the soul pendant had come in. Rhen tried to convince the vampress to shop for new weapons with her. Te'ijal shrugged and pointed at her rapier. Rhen tried shopping for weapons anyway. Te'ijal spent the whole time terrorizing the shop owner. Rhen suggested fighting orcs. Te'ijal yawned. Rhen was out of ideas, and she was getting hungry, and besides, the sun was starting to set, so she at last consented to go back to the manor— Te'ijal took off running before Rhen could begin to regret her decision, and Rhen walked the rest of the way alone. She could smell the stew as she approached the door. She hadn't liked stew as a child; it was squishy and all the meat and vegetables were mixed in together instead of kept neatly separate. But lately she was always hungry and she ate everything, and liked everything— especially the things she didn’t have to cook. By the time she got to the dining room with her bowl of stew, Te'ijal was already chasing Galahad around the table. Apparently Galahad's leg was feeling much better. Rhen rolled her eyes as she pulled out a chair for herself. Those two never got tired of yelling at each other, it seemed, and it was weird, and disturbing, and sort of cute, in a way. At least, it might be cute if she wasn't trying to eat! Elini and Lars were also seated at the table, arguing over which term Galahad used most often to express his feelings for Te'ijal. Elini was betting on creature of the night, but Lars insisted it was serpent spawn, and together they were determined that there would be no rest in the manor until the matter had been settled. "If it's serpent spawn, you owe me fifty gold!" "Hmm. We shall see, Northerner." "CEASE YOUR ABOMINABLE HUNTING, CREATURE OF THE NIGHT!" Elini grinned. "One more for me." Lars scowled. "Hmph!" "Come here, Galahad!" "NEVER, SERPENT SPAWN!" "Ha!" Lars exulted, pounding the table and almost making Rhen spill her stew. Elini frowned. "That makes it even again." Rhen swallowed a potato. "I think he uses both terms about the same." Lars rolled his eyes. "That's what Dameon said." Rhen stuffed her mouth with bits of carrot and beef and tried not to blush. "Where is he, anyway?" "It's impolite to talk with your mouth full," Elini scolded. Then, "He went to the drawing room, to read." "ABOMINABLE CREATURE!" Galahad shrieked, and Elini smiled again. "Doesn't count," Lars said firmly. Elini pouted. Rhen swallowed down the rest of her stew and pushed her chair away from the table (and almost tripped Galahad, but he yelled and dodged around her— which was a remarkable feat for someone who insisted on wearing so much armor all the time). She hurried to the kitchen, dumped her dishes in the sink, and made her way back towards the drawing room. She wanted to talk to Dameon. About... everything. The day had been so strange and long. She had a lot to think about and she knew he would listen to her. She hardly listened to herself when she got like this; she could be so darn obnoxious. But he listened, and seemed to understand her. He even remembered what she said. And that was nice. Dameon was in the drawing room, like Elini had said, but he wasn't reading. His book was balanced precariously on the edge of his lap and he was slumped over on the arm of the couch, snoring softly. Rhen tried to squash the disappointment she felt rising up in her. He'd had a long day, healing Galahad and, most likely, making dinner, and he deserved some rest. Still, how he could sleep, with Galahad and everyone yelling in the dining room, was a mystery to her. But... he really looked very child-like. His solemnity was stripped from him and he was left with just a quiet sort of vulnerability. His hair was in his face and it moved with his breathing— or his snoring, very slow and soft. She would talk to him tomorrow. She turned to leave the room— "Stop—" he mumbled suddenly. She looked back at him but he was still sleeping. "Dameon?" "Not the carrots—" She almost laughed except that he looked really, truly alarmed about the carrots; it was clearly a serious matter to him— "It's a fish," he trilled, and knocked the book off his lap. It crashed onto the floor, and Rhen had to laugh, and laugh— His eyes flew open and he leaped to his feet. "What—" he stammered blearily, and he blinked very rapidly, and stared at her, and turned pink. "What— are you laughing about?" "You— just—" she cackled, and tried to calm herself, but he was so mortified, and— and— a fish? "Dameon—" she managed. She touched his elbow to comfort him, and found that doing so calmed her laughter, until she could explain, in a very dignified voice, "You talk in your sleep." He looked at the ground. "Oh." "It's all right. You were tired," she soothed. "Come on, why don't you sit back down?" she continued, pulling him back to the couch. "Have you eaten?" He gaped at her like he wasn't sure what language to reply in, and managed, "Yes— stew." She sat him on the couch and plopped down beside him. "Good." He was looking at her, and the vulnerability hadn't quite left his face yet, and maybe that's why she blurted, with no introduction or anything, "Thank you for helping me with Galahad today. He can be... difficult." He looked away and tried to appear unaffected but she noticed that his ears were pink, and it took him a moment to reply. "It was nice of you to apologize to him. I don't know if I would have." Now she tried to seem unaffected, but she could hear the squeak in her voice. "Well, it was just... Lars apologized to me earlier." She was going to stop there, but Dameon smiled softly at her, and she continued. "I felt a lot better, and... freer. I don't know if that makes any sense, but— And I thought Galahad could maybe feel that way, too. And, Dameon—" she stopped. She couldn't bring up his mother now, while he was watching her so trustingly, and mildly. Tomorrow, when he was more rested, maybe, more prepared... "What is it?" he urged quietly. She blinked and tried to smile. That one lock of hair was in his face again and she balled her hands into fists. "I— I am still hungry," she said, and it wasn't a lie. "Would you like to— raid the kitchen for desserts?" He started to laugh, but before the sound was quite out of his mouth they heard Galahad scream, even more loudly than usual. "ENOUGH OF THIS, SERPENT SPAWN! I AM GOING TO BED!" They heard him tear down the hall, and slam his door, and then— There was a loud crash, and Galahad yelled something unintelligible and angry— Rhen looked at Dameon, and found that he was very, very red. He cleared his throat. "I— guess I forgot to move that chair..." Rhen laughed. "Come on," she said, pulling him to his feet, "we better go check that he's all right." He let her help him up and then pulled his hands away— not before she noticed how they were shaking. "Yes," he said. "I suppose we should bring the covey balm." "Yeah. I guess that would be good." So they did, and it was lucky they thought of it before because they never would have gotten around Te'ijal to apply it otherwise, and Galahad would have been miserable all night, and would have complained about it probably for the next decade at least. By the time they were finished helping the paladin, again, Rhen was asleep on her feet— everyone was, really. But Dameon let her lean on him and he walked her to her room, and when he looked down at her to whisper a timid, "Goodnight, Rhen," the lock of hair fell into his face again. And Rhen thought, honestly, Te'ijal was right, her life was too short for this, so she pushed his hair back and kissed his silly, pink ear.
  10. Mu11berry's Art-ish Looking Things

    I can't believe I thought I would be done with @Queen-of-Ice101's challenge by Halloween. It's the next year already guys. Ahahahahahaha. But anyway here's day 11, fave AV2 character! I honestly had a really hard time picking, but I realized I probably won't get to draw Jack for any of the other days and I do adore him a lot. He's just so full of mischief! And I really loved AP so of course the return of one of those characters made me really happy. (Though I'm still waiting for Talia to make a cameo in the Dreamworld sometime!!! Not very patiently, either, haha). I actually had a few sketches of Jack but I hated all of them, so finally I gave up on making one and started doodling with crayons and made this and liked it enough so here we are XD idk why it looks like I tried to shade by his nose, there is literally nothing there in the actual drawing, my camera is just crazy ahh I doodled a couple other Aveyond characters, too >.> Frederick Le Mew and Rhen Pendragon!! Sorry for the low quality, my phone camera wouldn't focus cuz it hates me >< But I had fun doing these guys! So lil and cute and cartoony and not really any good but I just like crayons okay And of course I have some rhenxdameon to share because I love them <333 I know this piece has it's flaws but I tried out a new coloring method so I'm sharing anyway. I did this using all primary colors, and mixing them with different opacities. IT WAS HARD. But fun. BUT HARD. But Dameon is kissing Rhen's forehead so I am melted anyway ahahaha
  11. Hi hello hi

    Welcome to the forums, Kaiso! I always have a hard time finding my way around in Thais, in all the games, so I understand the frustration, haha. There are walkthroughs in these forums though, and places to post questions if you need which is super helpful. And if it's Rhen's Quest you're stuck on I've replayed it like 3-4 times in the past year so I'd be happy to help if I can!
  12. And so begins the ranting. Imma just post everything for AV2 as comments to this status so I don't spam everything, but I don't want to deprive Moonpeace of any of my ranting. First off, the draammaa of the opening music!! So beautiful. And poor poor wart, he got turned into a human T.T

    Te'ijal understands his pain.

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    2. Mu11berry

      Mu11berry

      If you're trying to make me abandon this playthrough and play Rhen's Quest again to get my fill of RxD, you're on the right track ;p I can kinda see where you get the comparison to Rhen personality-wise because they're both spunky and determined like Alicia, but it's such a different kind of spunky that it's a bit of a stretch. Ean is more like Rhen; silly sense of humor,  half melee, half magic skills that depend in part on the weapon/transfiguring they are using, little self-confidence that grows as they explore more of the world and find how much good they can do, are the chosen one but also not, always helping people (and sometimes finding people don't appreciate their help as much as they should), trying to do the right thing even when it's hard, and just. Actually a lot, and now I am ranting so I will stop XD 

      As for Lars, the only thing he and Emma have in common is green hair, and it's not even the same shade of green so. Nicolas is like Lars, except that he's much less of a bully throughout, and by the end he's actually mature enough to be willing to take further steps to change himself. (I think Ava could do Lars a lot of good, haha)

      Gavin would be most like Pirate John, except Pirate John isn't obsessed with his appearance. Maybe also a bit of Lars and Galahad in there? For the arrogance and the denial. (In his case, denial of Ava's feelings instead of his own, but still denial).

      Ava is sort of a mix of Te'ijal and Elini, I think. (The classy Elini, not the one she was for that brief moment when she used the love potion). A sort of devious sense of humor and a lot of confidence in herself, but no arrogance, and a certain level-headedness. This one might be based a bit more on my headcanons than the others since I see Elini as the type to gently but firmly guide the others into making mature decisions. Less so than Ava, but the personality trait is still there.

      Iya is a lot like Talia; she wants to go home for a majority of the quest, she's a bit more serious and also compassionate and gentle, and her powers are fae so. Also a bit of Dameon in there, one because I think Talia and Dameon are very similar, and also because she has to be rescued from the Big Bad but at the same time in the end it's really her choice that saves her, she has to choose forgiveness over revenge, and she's a bit more tactful in how she interacts with people. (Except the part where she tells Ean to leave when he comes to rescue her XD XD Which again, is sorta like Dameon whenever Rhen brings up Talia. They both lose some of their tact as a sort of defensive mechanism)

      Rye I was having a really hard time comparing to anyone but I think he's most like maybe Edward and Ulf. Adventurous but also quiet, mischievous with a matching sense of humor but also laid back, and he's a quick thinker. 

      Jack is Jack, so XD XD I guess a bit like Mel? Same sense of humor and weapons (at first), but Mel deals with more serious situations so it's hard to make a comparison.

      Aannnd now I have ranted about all of the av2 characters and how they compare to other av characters, sorry about that, I will return to my av2 reactions. (Except I just realized I see Ean as most like Rhen and Iya as most like Dameon, which makes me very happy and I can't believe I didn't notice this earlier. Okay I'm done now XD)

      So anyway. I had Ean transformed into the beast AND HIS LITTLE TAIL WAGS WHEN HE WALKS SO CUTE

      Looking at profiles and Gavin is 28 so I guess he isn't the same Gavin in AP
      after all, ahahaha. 

      In Thais to get Emma and talk to Dragon Dung. Finally to my favorite part of
      the game. FREE CHEESE FOR EVERYONE!! (Gavin shut up or I'll make you give
      everyone cheese too, don't think you're off the hook) (Ava is scowling at
      Nicolas I love her so much. Sorry to everyone but she deserves someone she
      doesn't have to drag kicking and screaming into maturity I don't think I can
      board this ship. Don't worry I'll still play through, but I warned you) (I just had to buy a ton of cheese cuz I used it all and bought salmon instead ahahahaha)(HAHAHA I forgot the part where Jack goes "He's worse than I am... and that is saying a lot." XD XD)(But actually I have to give Nic some credit in that at least he doesn't go out of his way to bully people he sees as beneath him, and he ACTUALLY apologized to literally everyone which is a hard thing to do. Still not boarding the ship but I'm proud of him)

      At the farm~~

      Gavin: Ava, can you tell me which smile is my most charming?
      Ava: Hmm... No, I think they all look bad. Keep working on it.
      I JUST!! LOVE HER SO MUCH, YOU TELL HIM, PIRATE LADY! 

      Okay I just did the conversation where Ava is the leader and talked to Gavin
      and why does nobody believe a lady when she says "actually I don't like you"
      like really, most likely she MEANS IT and this is a pet peeve of mine so.
      I'm sorry, but really. Gavin needs to chill. I will cook him in Jack's eggs
      if he continues this behavior. 

      FOUND THE LAND OF THE LOST AND TALKED TO UTHAR AND HE'S TALKING ABOUT
      FREAKIN RHEN YEEESS
      And she would write about Aveyond >.>

      Hilda and the Wartho-- wait, he's a prince now XD XD But I love how he could
      marry literally any other girl but he's determined to stick with the one who
      could love him as a beast <33 Okay I'm done being sappy now sorry ahaha

      Gavin tried to use the wand on Ava (futilely of course) and
      now for some reason Hilda stopped running?? This is new for me and idk how
      to handle it (Went inside a house and came out and they were running again, phew!)

      The mirror in the witch's house XD XD 
      Nicolas: Save me, Ava!
      Ava: Shut up, I'm working on it!!
      Wwhhyyy is she so cool (And then Nic said thank you, I'm so proud)

      At the farm again, Nicolas is actually apologizing to people and I'm so
      proud of his progress. Gavin should follow his example >.>

      Aaahhhh got a kitten and a ribbon for Iya, her reactions are always so adorable. And the fairy love spell XD XD (As a side note related to a previous conversation that probably only I remember, it looks like love spells etc in Aia are pretty temporary, just based on how everyone keeps being embarrassed very shortly after the initial "wow marry me" reaction of having the spell/potion used on them. So that's nice to know)

       

    3. moonpeace

      moonpeace

      I can't sleep and there's only so much Fate fanfic I can read so time to reply to this :P

      Why not play both? *insert that El Dorado "both is good" gif* Jk, you should probably finish one at a time. Re Emma: I was thinking more along a different track than you, I guess I should explain my weird logic. Like Rhen, she's a servant of some type who works for a mistress that treats her poorly, who leaves her home to train in swordsmanship and eventually ends up in Thais in the canon endgame. Like Lars, they both have green hair of course, but they also both enjoy competition (Rhen didn't seem to, at least not the way I interpreted her character), teasing (although Emma's was much more good-natured), and have a wild, ambitious streak. Also, Emma aspired to attend the School of W&M just like Lars aspired to attend Shadwood and both wanted to be the best in their craft, so I think their goals have a lot of similarities. And Emma becomes a teacher at the school in the end, just like that one ending where Rhen goes back to the Eastern Isle to abolish slavery with Lars and then they both work at Shadwood. This got way longer than I meant it to, so I'll just stop now. I just...really like character analysis, whoops

      And I completely agree about your analysis of which characters equate to the others. Lars and Nicolas have a lot of similarities, and their character arcs have some parallels as well. Ava & Lars is one of my non-canon BrOTPs actually, haha. Speaking of Ava, I see the Elini part for sure. Although Ava is definitely the nurturing, guiding type - she did it with both Pendragon brothers, after all, and to a lesser extent Gavin and a little bit Ean and Iya? I definitely think Ean is more of a support/man behind the scenes character while Rhen is more active, but otherwise wow I never realized how similar they are :o Iya is definitely like Talia! AP Talia and Iya have a lot of similarities personality-wise and magic-wise, and AV1 Talia feels like how Iya would be as a mother. Also, good point about the character arc similarities between Iya & Ishtar and Dameon & Ahriman. They also played with that in AV3 a little with Mel, kinda. Another Aveyond trope you have uncovered :o 

      I headcanon that as the age he tells everyone. Kinda like how some women say they're 29 even if they're clearly not? That, or 28 is the physical age he stopped aging at. I dunno, I really like my immortal Gavin headcanon and I think it makes a lot of sense given how he's always on about how he's bored, so I can do a lot of mental gymnastics to keep it :P

      The cheese part, what a wonderful scene! And lol, you do know Nicolas/Ava isn't canon right? I ship it as part of an OT3 with Gavin based on the ending, and I guess you could interpret their interactions as shippy if you stretched it, but it's not actually part of the game, no worries. Nicolas I can definitely see as a character that's a good person but doesn't really know how to act because of his upbringing. The king and queen of Thais seem like good people from what little we see of them, but according to Ava Uthar was even worse than Nicolas as a young(er) adult. So it's less of a case of bad role models and more of a case of spoiled-ness and shelteredness, or at least that's what I get from it. Ava can show them the world and kick their buts when needed, haha

      YES I LOVE AVA TOO. AVA 4EVA

      Well that's kind of a common trope for the attraction point couples in Aveyond - John/Elini had some of that, Te'ijal/Galahad had it, and Boyle/Ingrid had it although it was way less one-sided with them. The point is to see them warm up to each other as you get the points I guess? Ava doesn't really warm up to Gavin until the very end though, although she's not really an affectionate person so I guess that's a lot for her. It's more subtle cues from her, like a smirk here or there, or just not being as harsh when Gavin's being Gavin as she is when she actually wants to someone (like Nicolas, lmao) down. Because she can deffo shut them down when she needs to, as we can see. She is a captain after all, she orders around grown pirate men on the daily!

      And the love spell thing changes from game to game, usually it's like a joke thing when it's uses for attraction points (in AV3 there's also a love spell that's kinda like the one in AV2 I think) but when it's a spell (like with Enchantress and Fae magic) it's more like a thrall, and in potions it's implied that it's more permanent? That's a good observation tho, but since these games can be a little inconsistent with minor details like that I'll chalk it to different kinds of magic ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

    4. Mu11berry

      Mu11berry

      Re: Emma, I can see the plot comparison more than the personality/appearance/skillset you said before, though it still sits weird in my brain, haha. I guess because for me the important part of Lars's arc is him maturing, so while the other stuff happens it was more details to me. And they're both ambitious but for Emma it's more like an "Oh yeah? I can be a fierce warrior if I WANT TO!!" and for Lars it's more he already thinks he's all that and has to learn that while yes, he's powerful, he isn't the center of the universe, and he should use his power to help others (which he still hasn't really gotten a hang of by the end of the game but I have hope for him). And for Rhen I guess I just see her arc as more than that, we see her going from a little girl to a hero and a queen, and Shadwood was just kind of a stop along the way. (I also feel the need to defend Emma's master, she didn't strike me as particularly cruel? Sure, she called Emma lazy, but so did the other maid. It seemed more to me that Emma actually was lazy and daydreaming about swordfighting instead of doing what she's being paid to do. There are nicer masters, but as far as servitude goes I think Emma was doing pretty well.) 

      But now that I'm thinking of it, Devin and Emma's plots are really similar. They both want to get out of their limited situation and go to Thais and learn the sword, and they end up going on a world-saving quest, falling in love (though Devin doesn't marry during the quest like Emma does), and both end up in Thais after. (I can also totally see Devin teaching after Talia got called as the Dreamer and before he married Alicia. That could be how they reconnected.)

      Re: Ean, I used to think he was more of a support/passive character but some of his lines have convinced me that he actually has a lot of spunk. I feel we have rather misrepresented him as a fandom. But either way I love him so XD

      And re: the trope, I laughed really hard when you said that, it's just weird for me to think that other people didn't catch on to that their first play throughs. I guess looking for the messages and the metaphors etc like that is pretty much my favorite thing about fiction so I pick up on it maybe more than people who have other favorite parts. (I mean, if it's not your favorite part why would you look for it, right?)

      You can keep your immortal Gavin but I think I prefer him younger, then he has more of an excuse for his, uh, behavior, hahaha.

      Lol of course I know it isn't canon XD XD I was just expressing my opinion on the ship because I'm already ranting so. Might as well haha. And I do like Nicolas, just not with Ava romantically. It would be too much like getting with his mother for me, based on how they interact. (And also their ages but obviously I can put that aside for Te'ijal and Galahad so.)

      I think you misunderstood my problem with the interactions, I don't mind watching the friendship and attraction build more slowly and/or one or both of them being in denial, I just hate the implications of a guy assuming a lady is attracted to him despite her very clearly saying she isn't. For Te'ijal/Galahad, he didn't actually say he didn't like her, and she thought his insults were flirting. So there was a lot of miscommunication, but not because Te'ijal was just too arrogant to believe somebody could actually not be interested in her. And Elini believed John but slowly tried to endear herself to him (though again I still have a problem with the love potion part). Boyle/Ingrid it semed more like they both pretended to hate each other but pretty clearly actually enjoyed each other's teasing, but I can't really have much of an opinion on that until I've played AV4 so >.> 

      If it is any consolation though I hate Gavin a lot less after the eye thing. It was a cute and Gavin way to how he was actually starting to think of others and he actually wanted her to be happy, instead of just wanting her to like him to validate his ego or whatever. I still don't really ship it, but I can imagine his development continues and then I don't think I would mind them being together. 

      I am keeping the love spells are temporary headcanon cuz it makes me feel better about everything so :P 

      Anyway here's my gushing for the rest of the game:

      Getting a dragon. There are plenty to choose from but they all look the same so XD XD

      Wind Lab, same music as when Jack comes back to life!!! <333 
      Obert studying wind ahahaha this game is adorable.
      How to capture a wind: Grab it by the ears. Obviously >.>

      Fighting a Hypogryff. These are not the same as AV1 o.o
      AND NEITHER ARE THE THREE-HEADED SNAKES WHY

      Empty Eredar. Please take a moment to mourn for the squirrels.

      TO THE LIBRARY!! I just love that the squirrels protected their books okay I'm sorry

      I just dodged around the Dragar like three times because I forgot it had a figurine and it looked scary XD 

      "It appears that the citizens of Eredar were... squirrels, my lord." This. This humor right here. This is what I live for. 

      So I realized I've never gone through the game with Emma losing the tournament and I wanted to see how the attraction points played out that way. I can now confirm that they are just as weird as the other way XD

      After Emma insults the rogue for Rye and almost gets them all killed-
      Nicolas: I for one do NOT think that was very funny! 
      Gavin: If you two don't stop it, I am going to kill you myself!
      Finally they agree on a thing. Also I don't remember the others getting involved in the Emma wins path so Imma have to try it both ways now. Great XD

      Emma singing horribly to annoy everyone XD XD
      Jack: Rye, if you ever tell her to sing again, I will put a knife in your back.
      (Torn between horror and amusement)

      Somehow lost my notes for the underworld so I'd just like to say YAY TE'IJAL AND GALAHAD, and yay for Ean's silly sense of humor, "live with it" XD XD

      Doing the last bit of, uh, flirting for Emma and Rye in the cottage. Ava says "Strange behavior. Even for humans" and I'm laughing so much right now

      Going to get married. That's the whole point of these games, right? ;p

      Rye and Emma are such weirdos, I love it

      Gavin: Marry me, Ava!
      Ava: Hmm... you did offer me a perfectly good eye... (hahaha that was the only thing that touched me, too. I still don't really ship it because he was SO COCKY for the rest but I don't not ship it either, I can see how they could be cute for others)
      (Will admit that turtle dove of love was cute too. But don't ask for more than that from me XD)

      Went to find Uthar. He was not in the throne room. Freaked out. Remembered he was... in the school. Ahahahaha.

      He's so diplomatic with the squirrel. Not entirely truthful, but diplomatic.

      My other fave part of the game-- watching that ridiculous weapon float over the world map to destroy the shield around Shaenlir. (but then the Squirrel Commander of Eredar dies... again T.T)

      Iya thinks she's going to leave us and face Ishtar alone. Silly, silly elf.

      Why are some of these guards Agas

      Snow Queen. I like this battle music. (And obviously I like all the redemption arc stuff and the forgiveness, do you really want me to rant about all this?)

      Nicolas thinks he can handle the pirate life. He only has healing spells. They never work anyway. What is he getting himself into.

      I just found this child in Shaenir who is going to avenge her father's death o.o Watch out, Uthar

      Visiting Thais (just visiting I swear!) and I'm still SO MAD that Jack doesn't get a better ending. Maybe when Nic finishes playing pirate he'll come back and help lil Jack reform.

      This is one thing I wish they put in AV1- visiting the party members after they part. 

      All these elves are pretending they didn't just forget Iya. Maybe they remembered after the snow melted? Or bit by bit as she regained her spirit? Anyway it would make an interesting story. 

      AAWWW IYA'S HAIR BOW DURING THE WEDDING SCENE IT'S SO CUTE. AND THIS MUSIC TOO.

      Also this game ends with a total teaser for future Ean and Iya adventures and I still need them after all these years :')

      (Just want to note that I didn't play through all that at once, I just forgot to share for a few days hahaha)

  13. Mu11berry's Art-ish Looking Things

    @moonpeace Yayyyy fic!!! I'm so excited now~~ @Scrivener of the Gods Really? Thanks I guess XD I usually keep it shorter because when it's longer it looks more like the "realistic" facesets and I hate those. They're well done as far as looking like human faces go, but they just don't look like the characters. And they're all the same shape. Te'ijal, Elini, Dameon, and Pirate John could be quadruplets, it's ridiculous. And they all have way too many random braids and bits of hair and just. No. No, no, no, I refuse to acknowledge them as actual Aveyond material. *stubborn*
  14. I got the rest of the Aveyond games for Christmas and I am SOOO EXCITED!!!! Imma play alllll of them and probably share all my intense feelings of triumph and despair and pure joy throughout, whether you all want to hear it or not XD XD

    1. moonpeace

      moonpeace

      Pls, yell about Aveyond 2 (well, all of them but especially 2) with me! And that's the best Christmas gift ever, oh my gosh!

    2. Mu11berry

      Mu11berry

      I KNOW RIGHT!! And don't worry, I will rant so much. I'm starting AV2 todayyy :D:D With the goodie!! 

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