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NaNo synopsis is up!
Oct. 2nd, 2017 08:33 pmThe for now title is The Piety of Flame although we'll see how that goes.
When it came, it was fire lacing through his veins like acid, burning and curling his skin until branch-like scars reigned, a canopy of knowledge etched across his flesh. Afterwards, Alyianel knows what he must do, although his choices sour his people against him, labeling him a traitor and a liar. He lives on the fringes of human settlements, healing those in need and accepting their pittance of payment gratefully.
However, Alyianel's quiet life of faithful servitude comes to a end when he's conscripted to the human military, forced to serve as a military healer. His cage is gilded but the bars remain all too evident.
***
Field Marshal Trevor Monroe, head of the Queen's Imperial Guard, is his liege's most trusted soldier. Cold and calculating, his military genius is matched only by his ruthlessness. However, his position as a Pegasus Knight earns him mistrust from most of his men; the tinge of magic necessary to form a bond with such a creature both honors and shames him. That magic within saves him from the fear his men instinctively feel at Alyianel's arrival; the power seared across the elf's face as well as the magic blanketing him both fascinate and aggrieve Trevor.
As Alyianel and Trevor circle each other wearily, the fires of war grow ever hotter and obsession and betrayal raise their hateful voices.
SUPER FUCKING DRAMATIC. We'll see lmao.
When it came, it was fire lacing through his veins like acid, burning and curling his skin until branch-like scars reigned, a canopy of knowledge etched across his flesh. Afterwards, Alyianel knows what he must do, although his choices sour his people against him, labeling him a traitor and a liar. He lives on the fringes of human settlements, healing those in need and accepting their pittance of payment gratefully.
However, Alyianel's quiet life of faithful servitude comes to a end when he's conscripted to the human military, forced to serve as a military healer. His cage is gilded but the bars remain all too evident.
***
Field Marshal Trevor Monroe, head of the Queen's Imperial Guard, is his liege's most trusted soldier. Cold and calculating, his military genius is matched only by his ruthlessness. However, his position as a Pegasus Knight earns him mistrust from most of his men; the tinge of magic necessary to form a bond with such a creature both honors and shames him. That magic within saves him from the fear his men instinctively feel at Alyianel's arrival; the power seared across the elf's face as well as the magic blanketing him both fascinate and aggrieve Trevor.
As Alyianel and Trevor circle each other wearily, the fires of war grow ever hotter and obsession and betrayal raise their hateful voices.
SUPER FUCKING DRAMATIC. We'll see lmao.
