09-11-2020, 09:03 PM
YADIGAR
there’s a hole in my chest but it’s mine, baby, it’s all i got.
There is a moment when the brothers reach Nerine and meet with the wall once more. Virgil visibly wilts while Yadigar continues snarling, flinging strings of saliva as he searches for a new route. Maleficar, having fulfilled his promise, remains far beyond the northern region. The haloed boy looks to Asphyxea for guidance. Somewhere ahead, the earth shakes, and the shockwaves reach the trio briefly before Straia arrives.
Virgil watches her with delight and awe in his young eyes, admiring the fire that she builds along Brennen’s wall. He circles excitedly as his aura swirls up from his skin and begins to burn protectively around him. There has never been a need for her gift, before, but he is overjoyed that she is here to see him use it for the first time. As her fire eats a hole in the magic guarding Nerine, Yadigar ducks his head and rushes through. He has no patience in this state.
The younger dragon moves to follow before craning his head up to look at Straia one last time. “Father says Pangea needs an heir since Yadigar is a coward. You should take it,” he says with a nod of approval before hurrying along after Asphyxea. He can hardly stifle the laughter that bubbles up in surprise when he watches her break right through a stone barrier. She is larger and stronger than him, so he simply phases through the wall to continue his pace just behind her.
Around them, shadows rise and consume one another. It frightens him to see the darkness move so strangely. The panic rises up into his throat as a soft whimper. When he looks forward, Asphyxea is nowhere to be seen. His small chest rises and falls quickly with each worried breath. Then, his sister’s cry grabs at his attention. She’s rushing toward someone and Virgil scrambles to catch up to her once more.
“I’m here!” he calls, skittering to her side. His bright golden eyes watch her lunge and he quickly exhales a small plume of fire at the jewelled girl. The roar of lightning overhead startles him further, and so he tethers himself to his sister with the delicate threads of his healing. “I’m here,” he promises, carefully dipping his magic into her muscles to keep her safe.
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Yadigar has lost himself entirely to the rage he has built up and stored away for so long. It floods his veins, devours his every thought once he passes through the hole burned into the barrier. He cares not for the war swelling around him but rather the landscape itself. This place was supposed to be his sanctuary. And yet, he can recall the way Breach’s leg looked when it was tossed before him. He remembers cowering from Cirilla and Tarte for fear of endangering them and it burns him to his core.
Where he had sought safety, he had found only more heartache. Now they would feel the same. He draws a deep breath and he exhales a sweep of billowing flame. It isn’t their fault that he has suffered, but someone has to answer for the ache beating in his chest - them, Loess, Pangea. He would devour them all and erase the possibility of being hurt again.
Yadigar opens his jaws wide and incinerates anything that comes near him. Beryl’s shadows, Anaxarete’s, he doesn’t mind who or what gets hurt. They are all endless wells of agony to him now. Each is a potential heartbreak and he will be rid of them.
When he meets Eurwen’s stone wall, he pumps his wings downward and sinks his talons into her wall. He will not be stopped until every inch of the world burns. Her winds seek to topple him to the ground but he remembers the lessons he learned from breaking his wings here in Nerine before. Yadigar keeps himself flat to the wall and leaps from the top, softening his landing with a few flaps of his wings.
The boom of lightning and thunder frightens him momentarily, a hook that Amarine’s magic takes advantage of. His fury blends into that terror, sending him running at full speed with a mouth full of more fire. Electricity crackles nervously along his skin when he finds himself staring at Breach. The depths of his pain rests there, in the cradle of her heart. He wants to rip her chest open and swallow it whole.
The towering thing at her side deters him, for now, and he turns his attention back on the land itself instead.
Virgil watches her with delight and awe in his young eyes, admiring the fire that she builds along Brennen’s wall. He circles excitedly as his aura swirls up from his skin and begins to burn protectively around him. There has never been a need for her gift, before, but he is overjoyed that she is here to see him use it for the first time. As her fire eats a hole in the magic guarding Nerine, Yadigar ducks his head and rushes through. He has no patience in this state.
The younger dragon moves to follow before craning his head up to look at Straia one last time. “Father says Pangea needs an heir since Yadigar is a coward. You should take it,” he says with a nod of approval before hurrying along after Asphyxea. He can hardly stifle the laughter that bubbles up in surprise when he watches her break right through a stone barrier. She is larger and stronger than him, so he simply phases through the wall to continue his pace just behind her.
Around them, shadows rise and consume one another. It frightens him to see the darkness move so strangely. The panic rises up into his throat as a soft whimper. When he looks forward, Asphyxea is nowhere to be seen. His small chest rises and falls quickly with each worried breath. Then, his sister’s cry grabs at his attention. She’s rushing toward someone and Virgil scrambles to catch up to her once more.
“I’m here!” he calls, skittering to her side. His bright golden eyes watch her lunge and he quickly exhales a small plume of fire at the jewelled girl. The roar of lightning overhead startles him further, and so he tethers himself to his sister with the delicate threads of his healing. “I’m here,” he promises, carefully dipping his magic into her muscles to keep her safe.
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Yadigar has lost himself entirely to the rage he has built up and stored away for so long. It floods his veins, devours his every thought once he passes through the hole burned into the barrier. He cares not for the war swelling around him but rather the landscape itself. This place was supposed to be his sanctuary. And yet, he can recall the way Breach’s leg looked when it was tossed before him. He remembers cowering from Cirilla and Tarte for fear of endangering them and it burns him to his core.
Where he had sought safety, he had found only more heartache. Now they would feel the same. He draws a deep breath and he exhales a sweep of billowing flame. It isn’t their fault that he has suffered, but someone has to answer for the ache beating in his chest - them, Loess, Pangea. He would devour them all and erase the possibility of being hurt again.
Yadigar opens his jaws wide and incinerates anything that comes near him. Beryl’s shadows, Anaxarete’s, he doesn’t mind who or what gets hurt. They are all endless wells of agony to him now. Each is a potential heartbreak and he will be rid of them.
When he meets Eurwen’s stone wall, he pumps his wings downward and sinks his talons into her wall. He will not be stopped until every inch of the world burns. Her winds seek to topple him to the ground but he remembers the lessons he learned from breaking his wings here in Nerine before. Yadigar keeps himself flat to the wall and leaps from the top, softening his landing with a few flaps of his wings.
The boom of lightning and thunder frightens him momentarily, a hook that Amarine’s magic takes advantage of. His fury blends into that terror, sending him running at full speed with a mouth full of more fire. Electricity crackles nervously along his skin when he finds himself staring at Breach. The depths of his pain rests there, in the cradle of her heart. He wants to rip her chest open and swallow it whole.
The towering thing at her side deters him, for now, and he turns his attention back on the land itself instead.
tl;dr: Virgil followed phyx into the center of nerine and says WOW THIS IS SCARIER THAN I THOUGHT?? so he's clinging to Phyx and doin tiny fire plus some heals. he's openly weeping so please be gentle with him.
yadigar hates everyone so anyone may get hurt by his fire. he's a little more north than the other ghaulbies (ghaul babies). he says he wants to eat breach but turns out he's terrified of elephants??? surprise.