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  1. In Pieces (RxD oneshots)

    I don't even know how to introduce this, so here. Here is my sappy, sentimental, silly, sometimes angsty, always fluffy collection of oneshots, wherein Rhen Darzon/Pendragon and Dameon Maurva fall in love. There will also be cats I'm going to try to post everything in chronological order here, so updates will be slow because unfortunately I am not one of those people who can write in chronological order. But the most up-to-date version of this fic will be on fanfiction.net, because I can rearrange chapters over there (which was so nice once I figured out how to do it!) One thing I can't do on ff.net, though, is include deleted scenes. Which I can totally do here, and I have some funny/cute ones, so I might share those here >.> Before we start, I'd like to thank the Aveyond team for creating such beautiful characters who have taught me so much. Aaaannd before I become too dramatic, here we go!! EDIT: So Queen_of_ice101 had to go and inspire me to write another piece with her adorable artwork, and this new piece is set before the original first one, "A Matter of Preference." But it's a short piece, so I'll just paste it in here and there'll be two chapters on the first post. That's fine, right? Am I breaking some forgotten rule here? But anyway, here it is: Confounded Set when Rhen is bringing Rashnu to the Sun Shrine. Dameon is waiting to meet her and then join her, having recently received his orders from Ahriman. DUN DUN DUNNNNNN okay I will stop being dramatic now. ________________________________ He was going to hate her. He knew, because his mother liked her so much. And he would never trust her— he had learned his lesson about trust. But she was going to trust him. He knew his place, and his part, and he would do what was required. He was prepared to swallow his irritation, his dislike, his discomfort— all of it. He would be charismatic, like his father. He would force a smile. He would say nothing wrong. She would be pompous, he knew. She would be full of being the chosen one, and he would have to take her down, carefully, slowly, so she wouldn't notice, so she would only gradually realize how impossible it would be to defeat Ahriman, how hopeless it was to even try. She would be puffed up with her own supposed importance, and he would have to show her what was really important— justice to traitors, traitors like his mother; and revenge for the wronged— surely even she, even the chosen one, had been hurt by someone, surely such a promise would appeal even to her. So he was prepared entirely to meet her, and as he watched her lead her companions up the temple steps, her braid swaying behind her, he knew he had been right about everything. Nothing she could do would surprise him, nothing would make him hesitate or doubt, nothing, nothing, would fool him into trusting her. Nothing, except the way she tripped right over the last step, and her arms flailed about wildly and her eyes caught his and he realized that she was going to fall, if he didn't move his arms right— now— He caught her shoulders, and he was already much, much closer than he'd ever intended to be and he hadn't even introduced himself yet. "Hello there," she said, which he never would have predicted even though now it seemed terribly obvious. She found her balance, and stood up straight again, and he pulled his hands back to his sides and tried to look polite, but he was sure he mostly looked bewildered. And she seemed to be trying to look serious but her nose was pink and her voice squeaked a little when she said, "I don't think we've met. Are you one of the druids?" He had prepared for this. He had an answer, which he was supposed to give, and it was supposed to be cordial, and charming, and he had no idea what it was— her eyes were purple, but that had nothing to do with it. "Rhen, this is my son Dameon, the Sun Priest." His mother's voice irked him, and he was sure he sounded stiff and cold when he said to the chosen one, "M'lady, pleased to meet you." He took her hand to make up for it, and he wasn't sure if he was trying to be formal or friendly but it was too late, he had kissed her fingers, and they were very calloused, and she was turning a very charming shade of pink. And either he had been a fool before, or he was a fool now, but he thought it would be ridiculous to try to strip away her pretensions, because she had none. And he never could have prepared for it, but somehow now he was smiling at her, and he knew, already, that this wouldn't be the last time she confounded him. ______________________________ A Matter of Preference This next short happens shortly (hahahaha) after Dameon joins Rhen's party. They are returning to Ghed'ahre to recruit Te'ijal into their group, having obtained sunscreen, but before they get there it starts to get dark and they have to camp in the Wildwoods. ______________________________________ "This looks like a good place to camp," the sword singer said, motioning at a flat space slightly sheltered by a few tall pine trees. The green-haired one wrinkled his nose. "It looks lumpy." Rhen rolled her eyes and explained to Dameon, "Lars always thinks that." Dameon nodded understandingly and privately thought that the sorcerer's antics were likely to become annoying very quickly. The sword singer turned to their other companion. "Elini, why don't we--" "I am not gathering firewood again!" The Veldtonian woman declared. "I get splinters and they make it difficult to do my summonings. I will set up the sleeping mats. You two can get the wood." "Er... Okay," the chosen one said. Dameon noticed that a blush had bloomed across her face, stretching over her nose and touching the edges of each ear. It was very charming and he couldn't help smiling at her. She didn't notice because she was stubbornly looking at the ground. "I'll light the fire once you're done," Lars volunteered, apparently feeling he was making a great sacrifice in doing so. Dameon rolled his eyes, but said in what he meant to be a polite tone, "Of course." "We'll have to go deeper into the trees," Rhen was saying to him, already walking that way herself. "I have camped before, you know," he said as he followed her into the woods, a little peeved at her apparent lack of faith in his abilities to do anything. Earlier she had cut down a crow that was coming his way, and at lunch she had ripped off his piece of bread for him. She turned back to face him and suddenly all he could see were wide, sad violet eyes which were staring straight through him. He dropped his gaze, feeling ashamed for he didn't know what, and mumbled in a flustered sort of way, "Sorry, m'lady." "I... am sorry, too," she said. "I guess I'm just used to having to take care of everyone." Her nose was pink again and it was so adorable that he forgot to be uncomfortable. "No more, sword singer," he assured her. "I will pull my own weight." To prove it, he picked up a stick. "See, I am contributing already." She smiled, just slightly, and Dameon realized the strangest thing. He had just made a joke. Albeit not a good one, but he hadn't even heard a joke since... since his father… since that day. He wasn't sure how to feel, but he was sure he shouldn't feel lightheaded and nervous. What was happening to him? They didn't speak much after that, except to point out bunches of sticks to each other. Once he moved a particularly low-hanging branch out of her way, and her shoulder brushed his hand as she passed. He felt his ears get hot and he silently thanked the darkness of the forest. He had fully intended to hate her. But she was so sincere, so entirely herself. She spoke as she thought and was so open that instead of disliking her he found that he was rapidly opening up to her. It was at once exciting and frightening. When they had both filled their arms with sticks of varying sizes, they returned to the campground. Lars started the fire and Rhen passed out hunks of meat. Everyone reached for a thin stick to roast their dinner on, and Dameon did likewise. Nobody spoke. Everyone's meat was soon sizzling over the flames. The smoke rose straight up into the sky--the slight breeze wasn't enough to drive it into anyone's face. And over the smoke, the sky was clear and starry. "The weather is nice," Dameon observed conversationally, then quietly cursed himself for making such a dull comment. "Mmgdh," Elini said, but she wasn't responding to him. She was trying to bite off a piece of practically raw meat. Dameon was shocked and a little disgusted, but he quickly turned back to the fire. "Elini likes her meat rare," Rhen explained. "Mmpft" Elini said, having successfully taken a bite. "I also prefer my meat rare. Anything more done is dog food," Lars said haughtily. Then, his meat caught on fire. "Arrgh!" he squealed, beating his now blackened meat against the ground beside him until sparks stopped flying from it. "Blasted flames! Every time..." Dameon smiled slightly, amused, then turned to Rhen. "And how do you like your meat?" "Er," she looked at the ground, "Medium. But I can never get it right." "Why not?" "I, er, never really learned..." she trailed off. Dameon stared at her, but instead of seeing her he saw a lock of purple hair from a slave dealer, purple, not red, and he thought of her thin form curled in the dirty lower decks of a slave ship, or bent beneath a heavy burden, or flinching under-- under-- He shuddered. "I am... sorry, sword singer." She smiled thinly. "That's all right. I'm sure I'll get it eventually." He couldn't tell her what he had meant. Instead, he reached for her stick. "Let me try." "O-kay," she said, looking surprised but letting him take it. "Er, where did you learn to cook?" "I--" he swallowed, and said carefully, "lived alone, for some time." He turned her stick and moved it farther from the fire. "Oh," she said, and looked down, apparently embarrassed. "Couldn't you just eat in Teacup Town?" Lars said with a roll of his eyes. Dameon narrowed his eyes at him, unsure how to respond. "They're cats..." Lars shrugged. "So?" "They eat cat food." Suddenly Lars smiled viciously. "It sounds perfect for Peta then." Dameon was confused. Did they have a dog? He hadn't seen one. "Don't call me that," Rhen growled, and Dameon realized what was going on. He frowned at the sorcerer, but Lars hardly noticed and continued to smirk. "Ahh," Elini sighed contentedly, apparently having finished her meat. "That's it for me, sword singer... Sun priest... sorcerer..." She inclined her head at each in turn. "I will retire now. Goodnight, northerners." "Goodnight Elini," Rhen said. "I'm going to bed too," Lars said, tossing the rest of his burnt meat into the flames. "Don't forget to put out the fire." Rhen sighed. "We won't." Then it was just the two of them by the fire. He should say something. He should try to bring up the finer points of Ahriman's plan, slowly reveal the truth to her. His mouth was open but nothing was coming out. What was wrong with him? Her eyes were so purple, violently purple, like storm clouds whirling through a night sky, sometimes pouring down destruction, otherwise softly calling to the tiny growing things beneath the soil. He felt he couldn't look at them for too long or he would be swallowed up, lost, destroyed--yet he couldn't look away. He wanted to say something witty and charming. He wanted her to blush again. Blushing suited her, made her silly little nose look more adorable, made her eyes stand out twice as much-- He realized then that she was blushing, though he hadn't said anything at all. "What are you looking at?" she asked, self-consciously moving a piece of hair out of her face. Embarrassed, he quickly looked away, then cleared his throat awkwardly. "Your dinner is done, sword singer." He handed her the stick, carefully keeping his eyes down. He heard her chomping down on the meat, sucking up the juices like a starved animal. She was certainly not an elegant eater, but he thought it was fitting. She had no pretensions about herself, why should she have any for her meal? Without noticing, he raised his gaze to look at her, and was a little surprised to see she had already finished half her food. She caught his eye, and said, perhaps a little shyly, "It's very good, thank you." "Is it?" He said, more excitedly than he had meant to. "I am very glad." Then, after a little hesitation, "It is a pleasure to cook for you." She smiled, a real smile, and it was infinitely more becoming than the blush.
  2. Ban the person above you

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

    @Ant Thank you!! Jack is my fave. I guess I already said that but XD
  4. Mu11berry's Art-ish Looking Things

    Hi guys! I'm back!! Probably most of you don't remember me (I don't remember that many of you so I'm hoping anyway) but I used to frequent Spam Haven and the story forum. Theennn I got busy and the site changed and I was sort of intimidated, but now here I am again! I have returned from the dead! And I am going to share my "art" with you! Because the world needs more AV art, and not because my art is any good XD Actually it's pretty much the opposite of good, but I try. The image quality is HORRIBLE because I draw on paper and then take pictures of it. So I am sorry. Just enjoy the poorly done fanart, okay?! (If it even shows up. Hopefully it shows up) First up, Kandy, who is not an official Aveyond character but comes from a fanfic called "Shadows of my Twisted Destiny," by Queen_of_ice101, who is a truly amazing writer, by the way. Evil, but amazing. I tried to give her a sort of rebellious/evil but girly look, and instead she looks like Strawberry Shortcake on Halloween, but ya know. This is why I am not a character designer. Next, Rhen, cuz she's awesome. Not colored, because I drew her in my sketchbook instead of on loose paper, and I am left-handed so it is a pain to color anything in books. True story.
  5. 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
  6. 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

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

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

    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

    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: >.>


    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


    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


    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

    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

    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)


  7. 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
  8. 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.
  9. 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
  10. 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!
  11. 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


      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.

      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. 

      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


      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


      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


      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

      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. 


      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)

  12. 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*
  13. 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


      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


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

  14. Mu11berry's Art-ish Looking Things

    @moonpeace Thank youu!! I was going for maybe he is excited for Christmas but a little embarrassed about it, or maybe he has a surprise for Rhen and he's trying to pretend nothing is up, so hopefully something like that is what you mean by "sly" XD XD But I think I see what you mean. And re:re: the Daevas true, and I would join you in your headcanon except that I'm so used to all of them but Indra being male that I can't unheadcanon it. But if you don't write a fic where Ahriman struggles to implement his world domination plans while they all hinder him with their feminine wiles and drama and cat fights and one or more of them being obsessed with chick flicks, I will. (Bonus points if it ends with them deposing him and attempting to take over the world themselves with great glamour and extravagance) @Scrivener of the Gods That's weird, it showed up fine on mine. I probably pasted from the wrong window or something, so I redid it and was careful this time so hopefully now it shows up? If not I guess you'll just have to take my word for it, there is a reason I don't usually draw the beard XD XD
  15. Count down to 0 (From 2015)

  16. Ban the person above you

    Banned for making me feel guilty!
  17. Mu11berry's Art-ish Looking Things

    @Scrivener of the Gods HERE IS HIS BEARD OKAY And now ya'll know why I don't usually draw it ;p Actually I honestly forget he even has a beard most of the time, and when I do remember I can't draw it how I want to so I never end up coloring those pieces (see above) (I mean that example is also in pen but still), so you guys never see it, haha. And don't worry about the crankiness Scrivener, I know what you're saying. Hope you feel better! @moonpeace Thanks!! Yeah, while trying to find any fanart for them besides daeva_agas's (which is amazing but wasn't useful for references for this piece) I kept finding articles about their Persian deity counterparts instead. Apparently most of them were girls in that mythology, and Ahriman was the original destructive spirit or something. Pretty interesting! And thanks!! I had so much fun with the colors hehehe~~ And now I have a Christmas piece for you all! But mostly for me!!! But also for you all!! Somebody calm me down!! But good luck with that!! Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays/Whatever you celebrate or don't, have a great season, okay? Rhen Pendragon and Dameon Maurva in Santa hats, cuz what else would I draw for Christmas? Aaaand maybe they don't celebrate Christmas in Aveyond, but I finally drew something appropriate to the season so yayy me!! Anyway, Rhen and Dameon just look so cute in Santa hats, and Dameon is already pretty much wearing Christmas colors so I couldn't exactly resist, could I? So just enjoy this holiday piece. Follow Rhen's example, look how excited she is
  18. In Pieces (RxD oneshots)

    *posts another oneshot even though it's only been like 10 days and this one still doesn't have anything to do with winter or holidays except family stuff and friendship* Getting A Place This piece happens at Lord Gavin's summer ball in Sedona. A lot of other writers assume only Rhen goes to the ball because only Rhen buys clothes for it. I think this is reasonable, but I decided to have them all go for plot purposes and because of this line from Lord Pemberlin: "I am trying to sell my manor. Would you young nobles be interested?" Yes I am too obsessed with Aveyond thank you for asking She wanted a manor because it would be cheaper than staying at inns all the time (she just wanted a place to call home, a place that fit this new Rhen she was getting to know). They needed a place to store all the stuff they were collecting (somewhere old memories wouldn't feel so heavy, somewhere new memories could be made without tying that strange guilty knot in her stomach). And— and she wanted to have pets. So that's why she was at Lord Gavin's summer ball in a stiff, itchy green dress that clashed horribly with her hair and smelled like rich people, trying to find a noble name Pemberlin who, for all she could tell, had dropped off the face of Aia sometime that morning. The rest of her party was supposed to be helping her, but Elini was busy convincing a group of single noblemen that they weren't her type. Lars and Dameon had left to find some stupid truffles for the chef. And Te'ijal was somewhere, hopefully not terrorizing any children or anything, but Rhen didn't know, honestly. She glanced around for a man who looked like he was trying to sell something, but all she could find were ridiculously bright colors swirling about to the tempo of a minuet. She was going to have to ask someone. She caught sight of a woman who looked unoccupied, and approached her. "Hello," Rhen said. The woman smiled. "Hello! Isn't the ball wonderful?" "Er— I suppose so," Rhen said reluctantly. "Have you seen—" "Have you seen the two young men who just entered? Nobody knows who they are! They must be from some far away kingdom!" "Er—" "You should come with me to welcome them!" "Well, actually I was wondering if you knew—" "Oh, don't be shy! Come, come!" "Oh!" Rhen said as the woman took her arm and dragged her towards the dining room, where Elini was still talking to those same noblemen. Why did these things always happen to her? Well, maybe one of the young men would know Pemberlin. It was possible. "Welcome to the ball!" the lady said, stopping in front of... Lars and Dameon. "I am Lady Lomone! And this is—" she turned to Rhen expectantly. "Hi guys," Rhen said, turning red. Lars snickered, but Dameon took her hand and kissed it. "It is a pleasure to meet you," he said, smiling and making her cheeks feel hot. Lady Lomone took a moment to look surprised and confused, but she quickly grinned and offered her own hand to Lars. "It seems Lady Higuys and your friend are already getting along very well. Perhaps we could do the same?" Lars stopped laughing and stared at her. "What— I— perhaps," he said, drawing himself up. "But you are to understand that I will not be teased, flattered, or cajoled into anything— hey!" The lady had taken his arm and was dragging him to the ballroom, laughing and smiling and most definitely teasing and flattering and cajoling. "That was... interesting," Dameon said as they disappeared into the crowd of dancing nobles. "Where did you meet her?" Rhen grunted and pressed her face into his sleeve. He patted her back consolingly. "Did you find Lord Pemberlin?" "No!" she said, looking up at him now. "I can't find anyone at this stinking ball! And this dress is so scratchy and hot!" "I'm sorry," he said, frowning. "Would you like to go outside for a moment?" "No," she said, and pouted. "I want to buy a manor." He smiled. "I have never met anyone as determined as you." She looked down again. "Well— thanks." He held out his hand. "Come on, we'll find Pemberlin together." And they did. It turned out Pemberlin was walking around near the back of the ballroom, talking about his manor to anyone who would listen— and Rhen and Dameon were very willing to listen. He sold the house to them for 5000 gold, which used to seem an unfathomable price to Rhen, highway robbery, she would have called it before. But now she agreed to the price without even attempting to haggle. If Elini had been there, they might have spent a bit less, but it was worth it to Rhen. She had a manor now, she had a place! "I'm just so excited!" she was telling Dameon as they went back towards the dining room to try the truffles that were now being offered. And he was nodding and smiling at her, and the lights in the ballroom seemed brighter than before and the music was like an enchantment— And then suddenly he wasn't beside her anymore, he had stopped cold, staring straight ahead with wide brown eyes. "Are... are you all right?" Rhen asked, turning her head half-looking to find the cause of his distress. He hesitated. "I— I know this waltz," he said slowly. "My... parents... used to— used to—" he shook his head. "I'd rather... It's not important." His eyes were shining and his voice was shaking, just slightly. Rhen touched his elbow. "Hey," she said. "I'm your friend. You can talk to me." He looked at her and then at the ground. "It's just— they— my parents— used to dance to this. In the Tear Shrine. And they seemed... so... happy. We used to be... happy. We used to— it—" He seemed to choke and he hid his face in his hands. "Hey," she soothed, rubbing his arm, "hey. It's okay. I understand. My family used to be— happy— too." She was surprised to hear herself say it. Her family was still happy... wasn't it? Mostly? Except for her, perhaps. She didn't fit exactly where she used to. Everything was different now, and— and— "Dameon," she said, moving his hands and taking hold of his face. "Dameon, let's find a way to be happy now. Why don't we make new memories? Why— why don't you dance with me?" He looked at her with his brown eyes— still shining— and nodded once. "Okay." He put his hand on her waist, and she rested hers on his shoulder, and slowly they began to move across the floor. "I— haven't waltzed much before," he said shyly, watching their feet. "Me neither," she said. "But I think it goes— two, three— three— or one— Well," she smiled up at him, "you just move your feet and I'll follow." And that's what they did. She took a moment to hear the music. It was slow and sweet, not at all familiar to her, but it sounded like it came from some little town somewhere in the world. There was something magical about it, like maybe a fairy or an elf had played it once. Like maybe it was as old as the trees. Like maybe— But Dameon was smiling down at her, and his dark eyes were sparkling with something that wasn't tears this time, and she didn't care where the music came from as long as it kept coming. She didn't care, for a moment, about how everything used to be, because it had all brought her here and this was something she was going to remember. She didn't feel guilty or out of place. She didn't have a sword on her back or a shield on her arm, but Dameon's hand rested lightly at her side and her feet moved with his and she was safe. And she was happy.
  19. Now We're Two of A Crime (Boyle&Myst)

    This was so cute and funny! I loved their friendship too, and all the friendships in AV4 really. I loved a lot of lines, like the references to Banana Boy and the librarians and just all of this was really well done, but this part has to be my favorite: So Boyle. So beautiful.
  20. The Ravenfoot Chronicles

    This is a really interesting concept! Also I am geeking out about the names for the days of the week, Druids and Ajo (are you going with him for the Druid of Light?) and also, is Tuesday a reference to the princess from the glass coffin, Sereina? I love it so much!
  21. Count down to 0 (From 2015)

  22. Ask Anything!

    Aaahhh how could you make me choose!! I like a lot of ships but Sokka/Yue always melts me. I know she's (SPOILER) dead/the moon okay but they are just so cute and precious, don't judge me. What's your fave non-Aveyond game? (I sort of copied moonie but only mostly, not all the way)
  23. Ban the person above you

    Banned for reminding me this game exists
  24. Azura's AV1&2 (for now XD) Art Gallery .:。* .

    The AV2 fanart is so cute!! I especially love Iya's dress <33 Aaah and Nic's lil staff thing!
  25. Picturis Scribarum

    I had no idea what polearms were before this art thread so thanks XD These are awesome!