Koreriverwood - Korellan The Centurion

10. What was the hardest lesson they had to learn as they got older?

“Eventually, one way or another, you will lose everyone and everything you ever cared for. So you better appreciate them while you have them. Stop and take in the moment, savor it, because it could be your last. I wish I had helped my mother with her baking the last day I saw her. Told her how much I loved her and thanked her for putting up with two rambunctious boys with more patience and grace then anyone else I have ever known. I wish I had told my father how much I looked up to him, wanted to be like him, and thank him for all the lessons he gave me on how be a man. I wish I had taken my brother with me to Silvermoon that day. He just wanted to tag along, spend time with me, feel included. I should have told him he was my best buddy and I’d always look out for him. I lost all of them suddenly, before I could tell them goodbye and I still feel it deep in my bones. Brother and Sister Illidari that fell before their time, the people I knew when I was a man lost to the scourge, even Ajarik. I should have told him a lot of things before we went in that Vault. We wasted a lot of time. Now I’m much more aware that at any moment it could end. I try not to waste an opportunity to remind those I care for how special they are too me.”

Jason Momoa

Birthday Surprises

The bat bound Illidari woke at his usual time, just when the last bit of sun was sinking below the horizon, bathing the world in a cast of color. Not that he could see it. He wished he could, as it had been described to him many times, but it wasn’t something he tended to dwell on. No use. Things just were. Much like today… It was his birthday and nothing was going to change that. Long, painted claws dug their way into his hair, scratching at his scalp as he yawned, and stretched his wings with a small trill of noise. Today would be just like any other day and… Well… He’d just gotten used to that.

Jinx dropped to the bed with a very lazy ‘whump’ of sound after he noticed a significant lack of a certain, massive partner, and he huffed softly. Where could River have gone? Irritation welled inside of him as he lay there with his arms crossed, completely ready to storm his way through the Hold to find the other male. Kore knew the anxiety that was now attached whenever he left Jinx’s line of sight and yet… Here was the Baby Bat without his usual roost. Unacceptable.

He rolled, snagging up some big shirt with the back cut open for his wings, and started to stomp his way toward the door when he paused. Was that… sweets? Ears flicked in a rapid jingle and his head turned in various directions before he located the source of the scent. Cake? When did he get ca–… What was all this?

Painted claws reached to touch a massive cabinet that was definitely not there when he went to bed and the doors were swiftly pulled open to reveal the shelving. Considering the size, it didn’t take long for the bat to realize it’s purpose, and a hand flew to his mouth with a delighted squeak just before he went tearing around the room to find discarded shoes. Everything fit perfectly! His hands were pressed over his heart as he gazed at the lovely display his shoes now rested in before his attention shifted to the other things that sat on his dresser.

Another box? Two boxes. He opened the doors on the smaller box and let his fingers roam the various empty spaces with a pinched brow before the realization it him. Oh! A brilliant smile lit his face and he cooed, attention quickly shifting to the remaining things that were left. Curiosity demanded the gifts be opened with as much delight as possible and he was not disappointed. New make-up in his favorite colors, absolutely packed with glitter, and the added effect of a slight magical embodiment that allowed him to really ‘see’ the intended shade. Caythaes must have gotten this, there was no question, and Jinx made a mental note to smother his best friend in the world with so much affection for this. He adored Kore’s attempted interest in his desire to be pretty, but the poor guy just didn’t really… get it. That was fine, though. He loved him all the same.

The next box was opened and it about brought him to tears as his fingers touched the familiar, if less worn out, cordage on the boots. A replacement pair for the one he lost. He sniffled a bit, now realizing what Kore, and Caythaes, had been up to on Monday. He bit his lip, picked up the cake, and made his way down the row of doors to where he knew the larger male must be hiding. This was too important to be bothered by putting on his face. He didn’t even knock, simply letting himself in, and held the treat aloft in one hand, hip cocked as he also held up the fork that had been left.

“Uhm, excuse me, sir. I have been thoroughly surprised and brought to tears. I also have cake. I can only imagine it is because it is my birthday. As such, I think it’s your job to feed this to me, hm? Because… You know… I love you.” (( super late response to this, but I needed to do it right )) Mentions -  @mekandawn​ @koreriverwood​

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Your Muse’s Backstory

1. Where were they born? What is the story behind their birth, if any?

2. Has their living situation changed from when they were born?

3. What occupations did their parents have when they were born? Did this job influence your muse in any form?

4. Did they have any childhood enemies? Any friends? Enemies that became friends?

5. What sort of religion was practiced in their home? Did religion play a role in their upbringing?

6. How many siblings did they have? What was their relationship like? Were they an only child who wished for siblings?

7. What is their fondest memory? Their worst?

8. If they could name the worst moment of their life, what would it be? Did this change them as a person or change how they perceived the world, themselves, and others?

9. If they were to make a timeline with their life events, which ones would they list? Which would they leave out? 10. What was the hardest lesson they had to learn as they got older?

11. What occupation did your character want to have growing up? Is this the same as what they wish to be, or are in, now?

12. Did they face any kind of bullying or abuse growing up?

13. Are there any moments of their past they keep secret?

14. Did they live near extended family in the past? How did this shape their environment? Are any of their relatives near their age? What are their feelings towards extended family in general?

15. Would they rather go back and relive their childhood? Why or why not?