𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼...

Believe in God, but question the teachings of men.

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[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

"It showed me ||a broken mask, repaired by gold on fracture-seams|| everything I needed to see; a lifetime of service rewarded."

#VeronicaStewGiver

Independent portrayal of Queen Marika, the Eternal.

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

"Some god you are, hm?"

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

"Innovation," she mumbled, rolling her eyes some. She at least sat still most of the way, but didn't look out the window. She didn't seem to like things moving outside the car when she wasn't the driver.

"Only one church?" She tilted her head some, briefly looking over at her. +

[R̶o̶s̶a̶ '𝕽𝖆𝖎𝖟𝖊𝖑' R̶e̶d̶g̶r̶a̶v̶e̶ @UmbranSaint]

"Oh, people still ride horses, but innovation created other forms of travel. Think of this like it's a self propelled wagon or cart."

She eased pressure off the gas pedal, slowing the vehicle down quite a bit.

"We'll be fine. It's not horribly far to my church. I promise to +

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

--th'art welcome, nonetheless. Where've you come from, then?"

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

Marika had been resting before, but that had been interrupted by another stranger wandering in. She supposed she'd have to get used to that soon.

"You're in Leyndell. My city. Capital of the Lands Between. You don't look like you're from here, no. Bit small for that... But--

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

--make things again?"

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

"Mm. Whatever happened to horses?"

She sighed softly trying to climb up into the truck. Both her and the gift she'd brought barely fit, and she had to sit sort of bent over, but that was the least of her worries.

"These seem incredibly unsafe. Did we let someone insane--

[R̶o̶s̶a̶ '𝕽𝖆𝖎𝖟𝖊𝖑' R̶e̶d̶g̶r̶a̶v̶e̶ @UmbranSaint]

"It's a truck? It's not gonna hurt ya, just hop in. I promise I'll go slow."

She patted the seat beside her, inviting the woman in.

"You don't want to be out in this heat, do you? Drop your gift in the back, it'll be safe there."

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

"A positive, amongst... everything else.

Well. You've returned... and here's thy audience you seek. Now, What is it you want? I doubt you've come all this way just to see me again."

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

--leaned in the window, tilting her head some.

"I wanted to find you. I made you this." She pointed at what was on her shoulder, before speaking again.

"I doubt it'll fit in there."

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

She stared for a good minute or so at the truck she was in, squinting at it before stepping a little bit closer.

"I don't trust that thing not to kill me. What kind of devil contraption even is that?"

She sighed softly, wary to get close to the thing, but she eventually--

[R̶o̶s̶a̶ '𝕽𝖆𝖎𝖟𝖊𝖑' R̶e̶d̶g̶r̶a̶v̶e̶ @UmbranSaint]

Lucky for her, the Saint was in the area, driving back to the church in her truck after working her side hustle as a hired gun. The last thing she was expecting was to run into the golden haired woman on her way home, but she stopped nonetheless.

"Need a ride?" she asked, +

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

Her voice was deep for a woman's, gravelly and tired, but she was never loud, incredibly soft for a person of her size.

"No matter. What business have you?"

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

Marika kept on with her work, knowing she wasn't alone but choosing not to care. She'd worry about it later.

She paused again when she was spoken to, raising an eyebrow and turning her head to look at the smaller man.

"Didn't thy mother teach thee to knock before entering?" +

[『 𝒪𝒽, 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝐻𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇. 』 @TremblinInBoots]

There entered a newcomer.

The Moon and Blood scented Hunter, without any real goal, truly only wandering in due to another one of Fate’s games.

He looked up at the taller woman who was working on a blade diligently.

1/2

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

--flat resting against her shoulder.

It's a gift, of course, but she's not used to such winding roads and whatnot, and while she would never admit she's lost she hasn't found who she's looking for either.

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

//perhaps....

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

@UmbranSaint

Marika wanders closer to the city she'd met the Saint in this time rather than staying out in the wilds where she's used to. A blade that's been wrapped in a sizable cloth, almost as big as the woman carrying it is clutched in her left hand, its--

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

--dusted with soot and sweat from the heat. Her eyes briefly scan the area before she turns back to her work, more worried about finishing the blade she's making than any visitors.

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

@TremblinInBoots

Marika's incessant hammering at the metal on her forge is only halted when she feels as though she may not be alone there. She examines the hot metal before sending it to cool in the nearby basin, standing tall and proud, bare-chested and heartily--

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

"Th'art still able to see the gold guiding thee back, yes? If not... I don't want to think about if not. But... th'art still able to see, yes?"

Her hand slid from his shoulder back to its place at her side, at least for now.

[𝐀͟𝘙͟𝘛͟𝘖͟𝘙͟𝘐͟𝘈͟𝘚͟ ᅟᅟᅟ ᅟ ᅟᅟᅟ @ABYSSlNGS]

˓ https://t.co/mikU1464dm ⠀ ⁽ 𝐆𝐖𝐘𝐍𝐒𝐁͟𝐄͟𝐒͟𝐓͟ ⁾ … ᚸ ———
𝗔𝗕𝗬𝗦𝗦 SLAYING ／ 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 .. 𓃦

[𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓾𝓼... @GxldBreaker]

The Hammer's rhythm is its own lovely melody indeed. Always calming, compared to... Almost everything else.

[𝘚𝘦𝘳 𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘓𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩 @FlatEarDevil]

Forms of labor are oddly therapeutic.