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Válkyrie. Kyrié.

Bits and pieces 2.0 and their redesign.

They had a divine purpose to fulfill. Now they're as free as wind, as free as a bird, as free as a blooming field of piercing blue flowers. Free to roam, expand and learn.

They now bear scars left by magic, their soul is far from being pure, yet they wouldn't have it any other way - as long as they can keep people guessing if they should be addressed as "Mister" or "Miss". Because it's neither. ;)

! There are updates to their LB Arc bits and pieces marked with a cursive red N (for new). The same will be the case with updates for this post.

II. ARC. DIMENSION TRAVELER.

-They/Them

-Uses a different moniker when not in their universe

-- > Transcendental Magpie.

-- > signs as Mx. Cellophane at first, but stops later. (nod to Chicago)

-Used to counteract Merlin and Cyran (Eden) in their universe.

- N Better at their Esperia's rendition of Russian now. Fully trilingual .

-- > now that that's done, they are hopping dimensions, eager to learn everything available. Socialising and mending past wounds (not those on their body, those are there to stay)

-- > friends to lovers with a different universe's Cyran.

-Still severely thalassophobic.

-Still polite and courteous, albeit with a touch of tiredness now.

-Socially inexperienced/unsure

-- > They have theoretical knowledge, but not enough practice (aside from professional relationships)

-Still plays the contrabass, still dances (their hobbies remain adamant)

-SEVERELY burnt out

-(Partially because of ↑that) speaks slower, not as sure in any of the languages that they speak

-Uses their title of Magister more often than they used to in their LB Arc (use, in this context is, for example, when signing something, or when being addressed formally)

-Experience gender dysphoria more often

-- > their most often purchased item is shapeshifting scrolls.

-Might have a mild existential crisis if you ask them about themself (e.g. "Why do you have the soul that you have?" or "Are you mortal?")

-Hugin is the only friend they still have since the Lightbearer Arc. (As both Dionel and Berial have been sealed away.)

-After some time of rest, they will return to politics, now on a higher plane than merely their dimension.

-A bit more open.

-- >but insecure in their ability to befriend someone.

-Less prim and proper. (Sometimes unsure about it too)

-Returns to their homeland more often than the one time they visited during their whole Lightbearer Arc (80+ years)

-A bit scared of the plethora of new feelings that they are experiencing (partially through their interdimensional wanderings.)

Relationship table (will be updated):

V/Arcane Council - despite not having to do much with the rest of the council is now more open to contact and is eternally grateful to all its members (warm, welcome, a part of the council)

N! V/AltDim!Cyran - mutual curiosity leading to mutual trust to friendship and some very uncertain affection from Válkyrie's side (unreciprocated) which they will figure out to have been purely carnal, so they're still unable to love per se and, overtime, get over it. (friendship turned confusion and almost risking break but then it's all good at the end)

V/Overall or Unclear - generally positive towards magisters and other folks from other dimensions but some of them really creep Válkyrie out. Like, REALLY. And they're confused about how to feel about some of them

V/Hugin - oh they're stuck together until either of them kicks the bucket, alright. Best friends, with a bond stronger than any of Válkyrie's morals or Hugin's creations. Very trusting, very respectful. They will definitely go through water and fire together, and then have a drink and a laugh - without any formalities needed - afterwards.

V/Windmaedchen - still besties /j

Yeah, thats Válkyrie for you folks. In roleplays I'll be using them from now on. There will be updates to both posts (bits and pieces 1 and this one.) and I'll make them a world lore post sooner or later. :D

Studious Days.

A little sketch/study of Vasyl' during their late school years.

(Reference photo used below the cut)

Favourite moustache-Merlin 💞

There's a ponderous knock at the door, followed by two smaller touches along the grain of the wood. It's muffled, but there's a fond-sounding mumble about "cedarwood" before the door creaks open. "Hello, Magister? I was told to just come in, but I thought I'd at least knock..." They seem to trail off, like they've forgotten the rest of their thought. Taking a small breath, they refocus on the scene in front of them. "I was...also told that you're well traveled, and might be able to help me track down the origins of a plant I was studying. It appeared rather suddenly in my study with some lingering dimensional energy." - magister-verdant

(magister Kyrié)

The sweet scent of smoke and cedarwood immediately fills their lungs. Kyrié peeks out from the arch that leads to their kitchen.

"Ah, good evening, good evening! I'm glad you were able to find my humble abode. Come in, make yourself at home! Unless, of course, you're planning to take me to the source of your worries. I'll ring you some tea if you so wish." Kyrié smiles broadly, the corners of their eyes crinkling, as they offer a small bow of their head in greeting. They then approach and close their door quickly, before facing the guest again. Their voice is even and slightly gravelly, which isn't surprising, given their age.

"I'm quite flattered that it is I whom you decided to turn to with your... Predicament, chère. I may not be the crème de la crème among dimension travelers but I'll be happy to offer a helping hand. Should I end up not being helpful - fret not, I'll redirect you to someone who probably knows way more than even I do about all things interdimensional. Nonetheless!" The Magister chirps rather gleefully, strolling over to one of their many bookcases.

"First and foremost, I can tell you that only a few dimensions are unstable enough for flora or fauna to traverse the dimensional barrier. Could you describe the plant to me, perhaps? Better yet- its energy?"

Когда хочешь следовать сюжету, но не можешь пройти мимо места рыбалки:

When you want to follow the plot, but you can't pass by the fishing spot:

Good afternoon, Magister. I hope I have come at a convenient time for you? I wish to return these items to you, which you have so thoughtfully left with me the other day. The tea was delicious and I am certain the cup's unique and beautiful design has significantly contributed to the soothing effect. And here is the blanket, carefully laundered and folded. You have my thanks. May you now enjoy an undisturbed and peaceful evening. *Cyan places the items on a sideboard and bows.* (-Magister Cyran)

(The scenery is as follows: the modestly sized room is filled with the light from outside beautifully. The stained glass in the window on the furthermost wall paints the sunshine into a magnificent, sunset-like shade of gold, and under said window is a tight yet cosy nook (for reading?). The room is warm and filled with a subtle scent of cedarwood, from the modest archway on the right comes a light steam, akin to that of a kettle nearing boiling. There are two large bookshelves in the room - one on the farthest wall, one on the wall to the left. On the same, latter wall is another large shelf, but it doesn't appear to store books, but something different. The room is very vibrant and full, but it's slight chaos seems... Organised?)

(Magister Válkyrie is caught putting back one of the objects stored in the last mentioned shelf.)

Válkyrie turns their gaze to face the unexpected visitor, a bit flustered. But upon recognition a smile appeared on their face.

„Oh! What a pleasant surprise! Greetings. Don't worry, you've come at quite the convenient time. Your visit is not of disturbance, Magister.” They finish the task of putting back said object, before making a swift gesture with their hand somewhere to their right - the music that previously filled the air softly and languidly stops. Then, they bow their head in greeting additionally.

„Ah, I see. Thank you very much for bringing them back.”

A pause lingers..

„I dare assume, your duty calls you now? No time to spare has the dearest Court Mage?” The tone of their voice is calm, as always, but there's a hint of almost melancholic hopefulness to it. But there's barely enough of it to even seem real. And even if - the jest in the last sentence masks it well.

(A/N: sorry for the long response, I can't help myself... graphomania... x[)

: Author's Note :

...

Válkyrie is not androgynous enough....

I'M GONNA REDESIGN THEM AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME! >:)

A painful but also soothing experience to draw him. Finally, a proper portrait in my AFKJ style of Cyran. His face is so pretty. T_T And his hands, too! <3

Out of topic, but... Turns out I'm unnervingly good at cards against humanity-

Все персонажи: Пытаются убить главгада сезона всеми возможными способами.

Мерлин со своей сюжетной бронёй:

All characters: Trying to kill the main villain of the season in every possible way.

Merlin with his/her plot armor: