Rodrik.

[Rodrik]

She had come to him in a dream—a place he often wishes he could remain forever—inviting him to come give their family a visit. He was surprised to hear that his own flesh and blood, Kavi, was living there in Hyaline. Even more news was added to the invitation as well, the birth of triplets, though one was named after his on mute father. Curiosity sparked his interest to go to Hyaline. After all, he had said he would come pay a visit to see his niece’s ruling land when they had last met. And how could he deny seeing his own brother? The years had been long and he yearned to see his once rambunctious younger brother. Rodrik made his way easily from his confined home, Taiga, to Hyaline. The familiarity of the ancient redwood trees gave him comfort. It was a comfort that filled the hollowed void within himself—a soul that was there but was not. There would never be a soul within the red devil. No matter how much he might try it would always fail. He was a sinner, a prisoner to the darkness within him. A chained wild-animal that only fed on creating chaos and reaping evil into the land. But somehow, within his stone-cold heart, there was a love for his family. It was his family that made him hold just a little more onto his humanity while the darkness within it tried to rip it apart. Without his family he would be lost and surely fall into the very hands of the chaos and destruction that brew like a wild hurricane within him. Eventually, the skin and boned red devil finds himself at the southern entrance of Hyaline. Just below the rolling hills he can make out two figures—an old fellow and a younger colt. Rodrik already knows these are his family. A smile grips tight onto his eaten, rotted flesh. It lifts up and makes his dead beating heart filled with what would be called happiness. It barely ever fills his aching heart, but today is different than all of the other days. Rodrik gives a soft call to announce his arrival to the others. He crosses over the border without invitation just as arrogantly as he would have done before when he wore a crown before the Reckoning—but today he has been invited by residents of Hyaline. “Kavi!” he greets when reaching the duo within hearing distance. “Have you come back from the dead without telling me, old man?” The red stallion cracks a joke easily, as if they have not been years apart from each other. Rodrik then comes to a slow stop before his younger brother and great-nephew. “It’s been far too long.” He reaches out to his brother—forget the smell of a decaying body and flesh and bone—he had to embrace him. When he is done embracing Kavi, Rodrik turns to look down upon the young colt. H peers at him colorful with hollowed, nutmeg eyes. It is those dark brown eyes that make him feel like he is looking into his own father’s eyes, (although these are much younger eyes). “And you must be Rhaegor,” he says lastly before falling silent.

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