The Sheila

Eliksni / The Old Coast Pathfinder / Houseless, to belong / Nameless, to survive / Sacred Lightbearer

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[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

Risen from silence,
In loneliness, she was the endless void,
In companionship, her heart became the sun.

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

She remembered...

In the mindless frenzy, she was the prey...

And then she was the hunter, she was the monster of myths and legends.

Smokey void had rolled off her form. Four eyes pierced the veil.

She had become so acutely aware of her quarry.

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

When the other lightbearers caught up to Sheila, they checked up on her.

Was she ok?

They heard the baying of the warbeasts and heard her screaming.

Her little light hid away once he finished assessing her.

She bore the scars of battle, true... but she hadn't died.

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

The Sheila was fine. If a bit shaken. There had been so many warbeasts. She hadn't been expecting such an onslaught...

She remembered...

But she was not a mewling dreg anymore, desperate for a sip of ether; easy prey for a hungry war hound...

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

She tilts her head in turn, thinking about her words carefully. A tassle from her hood falls to dance over a shoulder with the movement.

"Kin call me to action against the taken blight, we will see eachother again if that is where your path takes you, too."

[Taniks Perfected @DOES_NOT_B0W]

"Good to know. I must get going to this location of new Takens and do some cleaning up over there, i hope they will entertain me. I like you, Sheila, Do you wish to mark our next encounter ?"

He tilt head a little with hand under his chin gazing her eyes while smiling.

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

The snow of Europa lay still once more.

A ghost chirps and beeps, hovering above a crater in the snow that bleeds purple smoke.

The Sheila rises from her grave anew.

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

The Sheila was called to Europa, joining in the fray to fend off dark legion from ADU points.

Preferring the high ground, but there is no high ground in the snow...

The other guardians have gone elsewhere, to deal with a champion, while she collects batteries

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

But those were different times.

Those are nightmares she has slain.

Purple Smoke explodes in the warbeast's jaws. It chokes on consuming miasma.

The pain is the same, but she was not.

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

"The guardians who protect House Light would certainly be wary. Guardian memories are long lived, like Eliksni, they will remember you."

Small claws lightly fidgit with her braid, looking up at the far larger bannerless Eliksni.

[Taniks Perfected @DOES_NOT_B0W]

"Whether you tell him or not, i don't care, i like to others hear my name across the galaxies."

He lifts his spine and moved his hand around looking away before returns to look at her and cross arms.

"Knowing houses, i do not bet this one within will hire me to kill the kell."

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

@DOES_NOT_B0W ((I know, it's just really annoying because it's my dominant hand.

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

((waugh... of course I get numb fingers while trying to type now... 🦀💢

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

"House Light's arms are open to many. I am... simply one of the many."

A puff of ether leaves her rebreather. Gauging whether she should feel threatened or if this is play.

"I see much when I stray... Not all things I tell others."

[Taniks Perfected @DOES_NOT_B0W]

"Sheila, what a nice name you have. Makes sense why you're in house of light by how you act. Honestly, better house than any."

He places hand under own chin.

"I guess you will inform Misraaks about our meeting, right ?"

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

"I am Sheila... I am of House Light, I am Slayer Baron of Misraakskel..."

[Taniks Perfected @DOES_NOT_B0W]

"Wonderful, i'll go check there, thanks for the information. Bet that once you come there, there will be no Takens cause they will be dead by me. What's your name ?"

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

"Euro-pean dead zone and the dreadnaught... Other things on the dreadnaught, too... things that purr and hiss curses in not-hive tongue."

[Taniks Perfected @DOES_NOT_B0W]

"Interesting...Where have you seen these new Takens ? let me guess....Dreadnaught ?"

First guess since he had chat with other Eliksni about the dreadnaught, maybe over there is these new Takens she mentioned or not.

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

The dreg-sized female is leery, but at least the Mercenary is kin, familiar. Better the bannerless you know, than the... taken you don't...?

"The Taken do new things, crazy things, some drop bombs, others become shadow war beasts on death. Everything is different... strange..."

[Taniks Perfected @DOES_NOT_B0W]

"Death is not in my agenda, darling."

He crossed his arms and soon side eyed.

"I meant like are the Takens going crazy ? How much crazy they become ?"

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

"T-twi...king?" confused chittering.
. . .
"W-wait... aren't... aren't you supposed to be dead??"

[Taniks Perfected @DOES_NOT_B0W]

"HUH ?! THE TAKENS ARE TWIKING ?!"

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

Biting...
Clawing...
Hissing at the shadows that have minds not their own.
She climbs into a hole in the calcified scaffolding, the mothbone honeycomb.
She will rest there for a while...

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

The Sheila never liked taken... But there's something weird about THESE ones... They're changing, doing weird things...
weird-er things...
...
wait.... wAIT...
THAT ONE TURNED INTO A WAR BEAST
s H R I E K

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

@SplendorScribe "I am not guiltless, there is trust to rebuild... sins to atone for..."

"Did not speak to doubt your loyalty. Vithrysk is good. Good scribe. Good friend. Good to house and Kell."

"Only to... explain... when you speak of 'no punishment'... But.. words are hard..."

[The Sheila @TheLittleSheila]

@SplendorScribe The little eliksni was startled, but does not cower away. Instead she offers up her palms, head lowered. "My apologies, Scribe Vithrysk. Words are hard to relay, I did not mean to offend."

"I am small, but I bear scars... Unseen beneath the cloth."