( open ) and i've been dreaming of revenge

[nilhilistic]

WHO: Rafal + You
WHAT: Quests + Day in the Life Interactions
WHEN: Late April/May
WHERE: Around!
WARNINGS: Grief, forced truths for the Bridge of the Lost prompt



( i. bridge of the lost ) cw: grief, forced truths

[ he had been exploring at his leisure. sometimes, as a dragon, sometimes the way a human would. both experiences were mandatory if he wished to get a grasp of what life was like here. and this quest . . . it seemed strange. stranger than the others. as if half couched in mystery and horror. and rafal has always liked a good horror story, being one himself.

so he waited, skeptical that anything would happen when footsteps alert him of another's presence. he turns to them with a scowl on his face . . . which quickly melts away into astonishment. ]

Nil. No — It cannot be. I saw you die.

( ii. sunwaning — the equinox bakery )

[ the one good thing about all these bakeries is that it made it easy for rafal to find a job. he had thought it would prove to be more difficult, especially since he has never held a "job" before and lived in a castle, but he was never fussed about work and this is the kind of work he enjoys. he spends most of his time at the back, creating elegant confectionaries and designs, idly swatting cats. should you make a special order, he'll see it through and come out to deliver it.

yes, that fancy cake with a layer of chocolate, creme brulee with an oreo base that melts on your tongue is his creation. and he's waiting to see if you like it, tapping his foot impatiently against the floor. ]

Well? Out with it.

[ his people skills could use work though. ]

( iii. hope you have a landing strategy )

[ he could see why such a location was troublesome. a hindrance to those who wished to visit and had no easy way to get back and forth. and while he's not really the generous type, he knows a certain level of kindness is necessary.

necessary for the world to thrive. he's not too concerned if someone is unkind to him personally.

he transforms into his dragon self, fanning his wings as he settles into it. ]

If you require a ride, I will get you there safely. You have my word.

( iv. around ish — wildcard )

[ rafal can be seen around amberfell and nightwake. for the most part, he'll be hitting up every bakery/cafe at least once in a week. in less populated/forested areas, you're welcome to spot him in his dragon form. he is also looking for a potential room mate so that he has adequate living quarters. his inbox can be found here.

if you have any questions/prompts you'd like to do, you can reach me @ timmtams or simply drop a PM. ]

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[nilhilistic]

A Fell Dragon's talents lie in resurrecting and controlling the dead. Among other unsavory talents. They're not known for having peaceful natures.

And as children, we were often pitted among our siblings. As a result, very few survive.

[sangreine]

You mentioned that about your siblings. Resurrecting the dead... that sounds like a heavy burden more than something to fear or hate.

[nilhilistic]

Is it? I think there is something to be feared about a person who could kill you and resurrect you as their puppet. And you would never know the truth.

[sangreine]

My turning abilities are a little similar. Although they have to be performed while someone is alive, it kills who and what they were. And when they wake, their mind is mine. They do know the truth, but they don't care. They only care about serving me. Which is why I don't do it anymore.

Maybe that's why it sounds like a burden to me. I'd never claim not to be biased.

[nilhilistic]

I suppose to some it would feel that way.

To me, it is just power. For me to use as I wish.

[sangreine]

And yet you haven't in the time you've been here. [ Saya would definitely have heard about that. Or maybe this place's magic prevents it. ] When was the last time you did use those abilities?

[nilhilistic]

Not long ago. I resurrected a world for a time.

[sangreine]

Why? [ It seems relevant. She won't judge him without knowing the reason(s). ]

[nilhilistic]

I needed them to fulfil my goals. So I used them.

[sangreine]

[ You're really gonna make this like pulling teeth, huh. ]

What goals?

[nilhilistic]

[ he absolutely will. ]

The goal to gain power. I needed to trick the last remaining people who lived to summon more power on my behalf.

[sangreine]

[ Then prepare to say goodbye to some molars. ]

Power for that end?

[nilhilistic]

Power is purpose.

[ and power ensures your existence. ]

[sangreine]

There must have been something you wanted out of it. Or that value you place on power must have come from somewhere. [ Is this by chance related to that awful thing where he had to fight his siblings ]

[nilhilistic]

[ it came from his terrible dad, but rafal is loathe to pin any kind of blame on him. it was rafal's fault. he knows this. ]

Isn't power enough? Power to travel worlds, power to be free. Isn't there power you want to escape your own chains?

[sangreine]

The only power I've ever wanted is power enough to protect people.

If I wanted my own personal army, I could have it. I don't.

[nilhilistic]

But you want power all the same, regardless of what you wish to use it for.

That is my reason.

[sangreine]

I'd give up what power I have if I didn't have to hibernate and forget. So I don't want it all that much.

But it's fine if you do.

[nilhilistic]

Or the power to avoid hibernation and amnesia.

[ everyone wants power, deep down. that is what rafal believes, at least. ]

I don't need it as much anymore, but I did then.

[sangreine]

And yet I have to give up power to try and achieve that. Or rather, give others power over me -- the scientists working with me, that is.

Whatever your reasons were or are, they're yours, and not my place to critique.

[nilhilistic]

[ he shrugs, nonchalant. ]

I think it's fine if it merits criticism. It was a while ago, anyway.

[sangreine]

If I thought it merited criticism, I'd be offering it. I'm really quite opinionated.

What changed between a while ago and now? Other than being marooned here.

[nilhilistic]

. . . My sister died. I spent a thousand years reviving her.

[sangreine]

[ "Not long ago" is super relative for immortals she supposes. ]

I'm sorry. You were successful?

[nilhilistic]

I was. She returned, completely intact.