#eric melior

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GUYS! GAYS! GHOULS! GILGAMESH! I THINK I'VE GOT THE PLOT!

These characters started in my mind after the resolution of book 1, so the notion that they would all be pitted against each other to begin with had not previously occurred to me. From now on book 1 will be a free-for-all between people of varying significance on three different worlds entirely, all of whom are vying for a control of a sentient weapon, from the perspective of that weapon. The man for whom the blade was made, the woman who was made to learn to wield it, and the boy who put his hand on the hilt because he wants nothing more than to do the right thing.

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Dark Fantasy: Forever project deals a lot with free will, and how responsible Elise is for acts she herself would never decide to do, but which literally bloodied her hands. Just about any of my writing tags will get you to the forever project.

Gothic Horror: I don't know if the way I've made wraiths work counts as gothic horror exactly, but it's certainly somewhat close. They prey on you by stealing your sense of self. If you spend too long near them, you will forget you exist. Of course, they don't know they exist either, and so they are not particularly threatening, unless you're scared of the dark. Check out #nihil hunters on my blog for what minimal worldbuilding I've done on the subject.

Heavy World-Building: This is all I do, really. Check out my #worldbuiding short stories, random thoughts... Or please ask me questions about the extreme amount of thought I've put into how time works.

Antiheroes: This one I will admit is dubious. #Eric Melior might count, if you go for the noble intentions/ignoble actions category, and #Elise godslayer or #Davriel godslayer might if you go for the good actions/ bad attitude one.

Creatures: We have put a lot of thought into how the aforementioned wraiths, as well as vampires, nihils (wraith/vampire hybrids), sirens, centaurs, and interstellar dragons work.

I could probably stand to post more (I could stand to work on it more) but I've yet to really find my audience so it's 'till now seemed like a decent chunk extra work for very little reward. I do do any tag games I get though.

I’m sure everyone is just in hibernation mode but my dash is super, super dead. I miss interacting with people :(

Looking for new writers to follow! Bonus points for:

Dark fantasy

Gothic horror

Heavy world-building

Antiheroes

Any creature creators out there…creatures

I’m really trying to get back into asks/tag games as well so interact with this post if you want me to check you out!

Link for my main WIP below the cut in case anyone is interested :)

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TextEdit 12pt Helvetica to Linotype 6 ^ 8486 Melior

Friday. This morning I put a carrot on the end of the job work stick and that carrot was in the form of an hour on the Linotype machine. Easy bribe to myself. It worked. Like a worn-out old mule I slowly but steadily accomplished the job work at hand. Actually, the job work was just fine, no complaints, but it was fun to think about some lino time as we carried out the production work. The Linotype slugs that were cast today are for a project that Eric started a couple months ago. Eric printed 4 “Analog” “keepsake” cards as a part of his color studies, composed with hand cut rubylith masks, and contact texture screens. I dig ‘em. So I apologize that I’ve been holding the project up. We’ll make them available in a set of four. Eric will tell you more about them next week after we have imprinted the cards with the Linotype composition. Have a good weekend, everyone!

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eric seems very interesting !! how exactly does a vampire become a vampire hunter

The key is that he’s not just a vampire; he’s a Nihil, which is a hybrid between a vampire and a wraith. He is in fact one of the handful of patient zeros for both epidemics. Instead of being turned, he was directly infected pre birth by the Phantoms that are the gods’ (of darkness and faith respectively) attempts to escape their joint prison. A wraith is the god of darkness’s attempt and has a deficit of faith and surplus of darkness. A vampire is the opposite. As a result, being both balances out into an ability to pass for human.

As for how he became a vampire hunter, the reason his mother was so near the gods’ prison is because she has a strong interest in the occult. When her husband dies (of vampirism) she is relatively easily drawn in by Mlle Nefara, an occult grifter who did not quite realize how real the stories she was making up were. She’d called the unexplained deaths of various heirs’s and heiress’s the work of vampires. Her existing order of vampire hunters, with their complex rituals and catty infighting are certainly unprepared.

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WIP Re-Intro: The Forever Project

Tried this once here and none of that is strictly wrong, but I just wrote a killer blurb so we’re going again.

How would you fare if you became omnipotent on your fourteenth birthday? I imagine you might be able to figure something out given some time to get a handle on your newfound powers, but Hera Elizabeth Rider’s deicidal brother accidentally transporting her out of the universe while trying to turn her into a weapon is not giving her that luxury. It takes her a deal with the devil, unwitting service to a vampire hunter, the creation of several gods, and one eccentric genius before she’s able to do anything with her powers on purpose, and by then it’s really not clear what the right thing to do even is.

Relevant tags (searchable on my blog)

Forever project: all tag games, short stories, random thoughts, and if I ever do them character intros for this work are tagged with this tag. It’s the one to block if you are mainly here for Twilight content.

Elise Godslayer: This is the tag for the MC, Hera Elizabeth Rider. She goes by Elise because there’s too many Hera’s in her family (in her world Mary goes by her syncretized Greek name, and so most European historical figures that in our world are named Mary are named Hera there) and Elizabeth is too long for her tastes. The godslayer part is arguably a spoiler, but it happens in chapter three so I’m not too worried. Elise is a fairly normal fourteen-year old, outside of her godlike powers. She likes music (she can play violin and fiddle), was just starting to figure out she might like some girls as more than friends, is wary of responsibility, and has a crushing need to be liked.

Davriel Godslayer: This is Elise’s twin brother, though he was born human. Because he was human, he wasn’t seen as a threat like Elise was, and so while his sister was sent to live among humans with her powers locked away, Davriel was raised by their godly parents and named himself David after the king when he realized he was trans. Mount Olympus is not a great place to raise a kid, and rants by his uncle Ares left him with a certainty that he could do better. Hence his plans to kill all of the gods and become ruler. This is not to say that he wouldn’t make a terrifyingly competent and entirely benevolent god-king, it is simply that his understanding of what he’s working with (the world) is a scoche incomplete. As for why I and his tag call him Davriel and not David, well that is a smidge more of a spoiler, though I’m sure it’s decipherable from my writings in his tag.

Eric Melior: This is the blurb’s vampire hunter! What the blurb does not mention is that he is also a vampire (and a wraith) and was born in 1892. Since making the tag I’ve Polanized his name to Eryk, though future me and his pro-Tzarist parents might have something to say about that. He is a very dutiful son, which means odd things for a Nihil whose mother has been drawn into a cult promising protection from (read extinction of) the vampires that are beginning to spread through the Russian Empire.

Sorceress: Here we have our eccentric genius. The only person (selkie, dragon, centaur or siren) to discover how to use magic on a sentient creature! She used this power to give herself a pair of legs and a sealskin, having been born a siren but being too curious about the world to confine herself to the water. Even though Elise created her world, Sorceress is likely its most consequential figure.

Mlle Nefara: The most recent character to get a tag, Mlle Nefara is just trying to get rich. Unfortunately, honest means are not particularly available to her as a black woman in 1890s Europe, and so she has chosen the slightly easier route of lying to a bunch of rich people, telling them all about the supernatural threats only she can teach them how to defend themselves against. Her charisma and talent are serving her well in this endeavor until 1897, when a plague of monsters begins to creep through the land. They’re similar enough to the ones she’d made up for her sect to become increasingly popular, but she can’t be so lucky that the techniques she made up would actually defeat them.

Siren’s meet nada: Nada is the word for city among the most magically reckless group of humans on Globe, Sorceress’s world. They call the city that has built up around Sorceress’s first home on land Siren’s Meet, not because they really ever meet Sorceress (and very few know she was ever a siren regardless), but because the estuary has collected extremists and eccentrics from human and siren communities. While it was Sorceress’s presence (and her geologic engineering) that drew the first few citizens to the place, it continued to thrive long after she went to Nadalitas. I use this tag mainly for short stories and worldbuilding facts that take place in the city.

Nihil hunters: A nihil is the most dangerous of the monsters that have begun to infect Eryk and Mlle Nefara’s world. They are at once vampire and wraith, and so lose many of the vulnerabilities of both. The tag is nihil hunters for their whole world, because vampire hunters, what they call themselves, is simply too generic.

Southern dragons: These are mostly a world building project, as their interaction with the magic system and spatial/temporal laws I’ve built for this project is generally quite illustrative. While they originated in the southern continent of Sorceress’s world, hence their name, they have since spread to other worlds, moving through space and reality with a degree of mysterious ease I think is suitable for dragons.

Spacewhaling: It may not be correct to include this tag with this project; in fact, it started as an independent concept. If it does intersect with Elise’s story, it would only be in the third or maybe even fourth book.

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I've realized, in reflecting on the tag game I just did, that I think of my characters in their "evolved forms" i.e. after the character development and powerups of the plot. This probably makes the tag games as exercises less valuable. As such, I will take @aziz-reads's prompt again, but with the baby versions of the main 4.

Elise: "Really? That seems like so much work, is there no like minimum wage here?"

Davriel: "I cannot take time away from work that truly matters for so little reward."

Eryk: "How could you offer so little? You may say 'the Tsar has decreed me your equal', but even looking me in the eye as one peasant to another, you would owe me more for such a trial." (I spent so much time on Wikipedia trying to figure out exactly how much nobility he would still have)

Sorceress: "I might have a desire to know what you want from me, but I would need to be convinced with more money than it appears that you are offering"

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Incorrect Quotes tag game

@winterandwords left an open tag, so I am using this quote generator for Elise and Eric.

Eric: Your Honor, I hereby submit the following to the court: Eric: Elise, what the actual FUCK?

I imagine this is at least what he's thinking when The Book is presented. From his perspective the entire thing, which will end up being maybe 80 000 words was manufactured and ensorcelled in about two minutes.

Eric: Well Elise, I have to say, I'm really disappointed. Elise: Well, you didn't HAVE to say it. You could've just thought it.

Even if he had just thought it she would have heard, so saying it aloud is solely for the benefit of anyone listening.

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Rating OC headcanons tag

Thanks @rhikasa for the open tag!

Rules: Use this headcanon generator to generate some headcanons for your OCs! How accurate are they?

No-Pressure Tags: @macabremoons, @squarebracket-trickster, @steh-lar-uh-nuhs, and an open tag!

Elise

Elise needs a nightlight to sleep: 8.5/10, she probably needs something comforting to sleep, and at a certain point she starts needing external magical help so she doesn't warp the world too much with her dreams. If the nightlight is a spellform to help with this that would probably count, so I'll bump up from my original 6.

Elise uses the word "like" like a comma: 10/10, she loves emphasizing her "temporal accent" and uses as many 2010s colloquialisms as possible.

Elise can hug you, but won't: 3/10, she is physically capable of hugging, and doesn't tend to initiate hugs, but that's mostly due to fear or rejection. If you want a hug she will hug you, and gives hugs freely to her brothers.

Eric

Eric is not good with social cues: 7/10, I am autistic so most of my characters are too. However, I have some conflicting characterization of him as sort of oblivious (read, sheltered aristocrat knows too little of the world) early in the story, and an excellent group dynamics man later. As such, I'm going to say he's not great at social cues but over time learns to observe them with stunning ability given his lack of natural talent, from which he is then able to manage interpersonal conflict very well.

Eric cannot drive: 4/10, well, given he was born several decades before the invention of the car, and then gained the ability to teleport he probably hasn't driven much, but I'm not going to go so far as to say he can't, especially since Elise has taken pains to make sure she can drive (She was only ONE YEAR out from driver's school when she got kidnapped by the universe. Not fair at all)

Eric's favourite colour is pink: 2/10, seems unlikely, somehow, only because I cannot see him having a favourite colour at all. He would likely prefer warm colours to cool colours, and bright colours to muted colours, so he probably has little against pink, but it's not his favourite.

Davriel

Davriel has punched a hole in their wall: 6/10, Davriel is not a particularly expressive guy, most of his anger tends to well inside him rather than venting out. He also tends to use magic before his fists. However, he may well have done it just as an experience, to see what it's like, because the whole "destruction of property" thing is of little import to him, and would not provide a barrier. Certainly if true it would only be after hooking up with God, he's much more liberated at that point.

Davriel is very willing to eat inedible things: 9.9/10 on a technicality, since really nothing is inedible to him and Elise, they can convert any substance to energy if desired. For that reason he is very willing to eat things that are "inedible" if he needs the calories, and also he would also be willing to eat a whole host of strange things if prompted, so it would be 10/10 if inedible things existed.

Davriel is not good with social cues: 10/10 as I said earlier my autism does tend to seep into my characters, and this guy was even more sheltered than Eric was, so by virtue of low exposure to humans he's not great with them.

Sorceress

Sorceress is afraid to close their eyes in the shower: 2/10, this is interesting. I am unsure if sorceress has ever had a shower. She also used to be a siren, so it wouldn't be a fear of water thing, nor does she tend towards fear in general. There might be something in there with past life triggers and dysphoria, but I somehow doubt it. The only fear would be that Elise was pranking her tbh.

Sorceress makes your mom jokes: 0/10, the only way Sorceress would know your mom jokes would be through Elise, either from her inherent knowledge of the language of magic, in which non-literal statements are generally a bad idea, or personal contact. Sorceress is not a huge fan of Elise, and certainly wouldn't want her mannerisms rubbing off on her, so I doubt she would ever use them.

Sorceress forgets to eat sometimes: 10/10, this woman is a scientist. There is no way she hasn't used the mastery over using the bridge to heal her body to recover her nutritional reserves. She probably thinks eating is a waste of time, unless it's a new food.

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Pass on the Dialogue Tag

I'm gonna keep doing @squarebracket-trick's tag games until she starts actually tagging me.

Rules: turn some lines of dialogue from your own WIP into an incorrect quote that the person you tagged can insert their characters into. (original concept by @olive-riggzey)

My lines from Square

Davriel Godslayer: I made a promise to you Frederick Von Nocte. I said you were living on borrowed time. Frederic: Before you kill me I think I should like to collect the winnings from our bet. Davriel: Oh? Frederic: Don't you remember? The loser must address the winner as your highness for a day. That means... do whatever pleases you but, no matter what happens, I am going to live through the day. Davriel: You think death is the worst I could do to you, your highness?

Uh I have run out of individuals who might want to do this so I'll tag anyone who has fairy lights in their room, prefers salty to sweet, or lives in Canada.

You dialogue is:

Character A: Those are our children. We must stop them but we need not kill them. Character B: Those are my real parents? Character C: Our parents, not that they ever did much parenting

That was arguably the least lore-specific exchange I could find. I really don't write a lot of dialogue, and when I do it's just what's needed for exposition then I get out of there. Should probably change that but oh well, I don't search the real writing for these, just the fun for me stuff.

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8 & 9 for eryk?

More questions from this ask game yaaaayyyyy!

Eryk is perhaps the least developed of the options I left in my initial reblog of that ask game. He is a Lithuanian noble heir… technically. By this point the Russian Empire, wary of rebellion from Lithuania, has stripped a huge chunk of the power from that title. So realistically he’s mostly rich. Which is good enough for a magic order to hoodwink Eryk’s mother into bankrolling them. Raised in the order, no one realizes that Eryk is one of the vampires they purport to defend against. The leader preaching it didn’t even know they were real.

#8 Eryk must decide on someone he loves and draw them. How does he fare?

Not good! Expressing love is something he’s very willing to admit is good for other people to do. But surely it would be an imposition coming from him. It is known that vampires will often lie, claiming emotions they cannot feel, just for a chance to get close enough for the bite. He will draw a loving portrait of his late father. When everyone sees him just as they remember, they make comment on the young lord’s great artistic talent.

That vampires can feel emotions, Eryk does not really remember what his father looks like, and that it is wraiths (and by extension nihils) whose manipulations are most dangerous are not known by members of the order. But they are all much more true than the things the order does know.

#9 What does this man wear around the house?

I really ought to google what it was expected of noble children in the Russian Empire to wear around the house in ~1911. Because that’s what he would wear. Even as it begins to become anachronistic this man will not let allegations of “being too stereotypical a vampire” to get to him.

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Character Voice Tag

@aziz-reads has tagged me to rewrite "That is too much work for too little pay" in the voices of my OCs. The thing is, only Chèvra and Mlle Nefara have ever worked for money in their lives. And Chèvra doesn't even get paid in real money, she gets paid in company scrip because space has no labour protections. Regardless, I shall persevere.

I will also provide for rewriting "That was not supposed to actually work" for @forthesanityofstorytellers @solardescension and anyone else who cares to try.

From the Forever Project, as always:

Elise: "At that rate just don't pay me and call it repentance. I do regularly do more as a volunteer, you know. Practically insulting."

Davirel: "This is animal abuse. No sentient creature could take that wage. Yes, my dear sister, I know baseline humans will do terrible things for the chance to live but I am not convinced this pittance allows for that."

Eryk: "Perhaps it is not my place to say this, but if you were to refuse the work without one, each of you, it is likely that you could earn a greater wage. I understand the Tsar looks poorly on such talk, but you are on my mother's land, and he holds less power than you might think." (Eryk is simply not going to refuse work he's been given on the grounds of poor pay. He doesn't have it in him)

Sorceress: "Do you think you can short change me just cause I left Siren's Meet before you invented this coin? I know better than you the worth of my services, and it's figuratively more than every one of these coins combined." (Sorceress does not think this she just wants to be left alone)

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People with a vested interest in who’s running Elise’s Magic in the first book:

Elise (obviously)

Davriel (and all the gods he wants to use her to kill)

Kronos Dawnbringer

Eric (and the various people who want Eric to (or to not) continue to be the most powerful guy on his planet)

Sorceress (and everyone else on Globe but she’s the one with the most she can do about it)

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My Polish consultant is flaking out on me. This is fine, he is busy with his final year exams for his degree, but be warned, once it is January and he no longer has that excuse I will be UPDATING ERIC TO HAVE A MORE CULTURALLY ACCURATE NAME LESGO

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To take up the sword

Eric had been waiting for this day much of his life. He knew that before his father died, this hadn't been his goal, hadn't been his mother's goal, but then, the vampires he's told, hadn't come out of the shadows when he was young.

Really, they still hadn't, but the signs were clearer and clearer, and they needed to be fought. More important than whether the peasants revolted against the Tsar, more important even than keeping the line alive to inherit the lordship his uncle held until his majority. Today was not the day of his majority in the eyes of the law, but it was in his own. This is the day he is to be granted a sword that can slay a vampire, rout out a nest of wraiths.

The ceremony is long, and secret. Each element of ritual present to remind everyone there, especially him, that these scarce advantages must be held sacred, behind an ironclad faith beyond which even a vampire's influence cannot pry. His faith was already as strong as he could make it, but he appreciated the reminder.

His assurance melted, however, when he was escorted to the only room in the building in which he had spent no time. It was for two purposes only, this ceremony and to allow the Council to make strategic decisions in private. It was high noon when he entered the glass-roofed area, and metallic draping on each wall kept the center dais illuminated from all possible angles, safe from any vampire that might step onto it.

Eric, unknowing vampire, stepped up. He repeated the words of the ritual. He made the signs. He drank in the faith imbued in each and every element of this setup, and added his own. His stores of darkness dwindled dangerously low, and he began to feel light and insubstantial. The flickers of his shadow that were still possible amid the dancing of the lights began to fade, but no one noticed as the light in the room got impossibly brighter, until there rested in his outstretched hand a beautiful sword. The sword the Council had intended to give him, much less ornate but significantly more practical, was once again secreted behind the drapery from which it had been taken.

The renewed faith of several members of the Army was all that kept their newest full member from collapsing into nothing, his body running on autopilot to convert it into enough darkness to keep him alive. Eric, who was generally not cognizant to these effects was even less aware of his body's frantic metabolism than usual. In his head there was a roaring, the tumultuous noise of too many voices, a sense of things moving, pressure behind his eyes.

There were more steps to the ritual. He had to accept the sword, name it his. He blinked to try to remember where his body was. His voice was not there the first two times he opened his mouth, and then it was, clear as it had ever been and he spoke.

"I accept this sword. It shall be used to fight against those dark forces which lurk in plain sight, foul of blood and cruel of purpose. It shall cut down those that feed from the people, defile their blood and turn them from truth. I shall use this sword, and all of my soul, to fight the vampire."

The roaring in his head did not stop, but it grew more focused. He felt the words of his vow binding him more strongly than every promise he had made before. He was ready now, to fight.

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The first day was normal, as was the second. Vampires were hard to find, and herder still to kill, so a lack of orders to hunt was normal for a new member. He would only be needed when the next group raid was called, that he might gain skills without risking a mission. In the meanwhile, he practiced, renewing his spirit with meditation, moving through familiar sword forms with the slightly different weight of his new blade. Crafting a scabbard in which to sheathe it. This could be done for him, he knew, and would likely turn out better if it were crafted by a master of leathercraft, but this sword was his to care for, and he felt that his acceptance of it required a greater degree of personal care than any weapon he had previously wielded.

When the sheath was done, he took the blade from the cloth in which he had been keeping it, murmured, "And so this blade shall not be drawn unless in service of the cause," and sheathed it.

The pressure that had not left him since the ritual rose to screaming. The voices that had been present during the ritual had fallen silent before it was over, cut short with a sudden twang of recoil, and the nothing he was hearing now felt like the roaring of a train without the sound. Noise only in the form of movement, vibration, a trembling that felt near to falling apart.

He drew the sword again. The pressure seemed directional now, lashing against him, groping at his mind. He slammed it back into it's scabbard. He had sworn not to draw it save to slay vampires, and so he would not.

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It was the next year when the pressure changed again. He had gotten used to it, in his training sessions, and the few raids in which he had been allowed to participate. So long as he held his goal shining in his mind, and suited every action to that purpose, the pressure grew farther away and allowed him a singularity of purpose that far outmatched any other solider. This time, however, even when he held no thoughts in his mind but ending the unlife of the creature he had found feeding on a street wretch, something invaded.

A voice, young and female, pleaded in his mind "WHY?"

His sword sang in rhythm with it, pulling him off balance so much so that he staggered away from the vampire lest it take advantage of his poor form. He was still in between the vampire and the street, however, the walls of the three adjoining buildings to tall to scale and trapping the vampire where he could kill it. His goal had never left him, and even as the voice pleaded he swung the sword with its new and strange balance, readying himself to return to the fight.

"NOT AGAIN" the voice screamed as he brough the blade down for the kill, and he found the world speeding up around him, or perhaps he himself was slowing down, and so was the vampire, though not as much, and the strike that should have opened the vampire's insides to face the light of faraway stars merely skimmed it. Enough to cut, enough to bleed the strange bright shadowless liquid that passed for blood in a vampire, but not enough to kill.

The vampire moved faster and faster the farther it got away from him, until it moved to fast and too far for him to see. In the moments it took him to sheathe his sword again, the sun had begun to kiss the horizon, marking several hours since he had first noticed his quarry. At this time of day, it would have gone to ground, among its fellows. No use in pursuit. They were words he had spoken over and over to other soldiers, but it was the first time he himself would have to report such a failure.

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It took Eric longer than he cares to admit to realize that the voice and the sword were one. That she screamed and fought and changed in balance because she did not want to be used this way, against her will. She had not chosen this fight, but rather been chosen for it, and his was the hand that forced her unwilling blade to rend flesh.

He drew her and left her unsheathed on a soft cloth. To defeat the enemy, he needed to understand his weapon. His purpose burned true as always in his mind, but this time it did not keep the pressure out. Instead, it pulled it in.

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Update on Eric's Homeland:

We're definitely sticking this thing in Lithuania, the German/Russian "let's make this place a vassal state" plus the nationalist movement of the time period I'm attempting to explore (Turn of the 20th century) is just juicy, though I have to figure out how the place was administered, to know what sort of aristocracy might be expected to live there, and what ethnic group(s) they were, and what language(s) they spoke.

And on the off chance anyone reading this knows (or I guess is) someone from Lithuania who would like to share geographic, geopolitical, or cultural Fun Facts that would make fellow Lithuanians go "OMG x was included in the story" I would get warm fuzzy feelings on the inside.

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Character Voice Tag

Thank you to @magic-is-something-we-create for the tag!

Rules: Rewrite your given line in the voices of your characters!

I am rewriting "This plan isn't going to work"

Elise: "Really? This is gonna be fun. Only once, though I really can't be bothered to Groundhog Day this idiotic idea." Her smile is genuine as she puts a temporal beacon down so it will be easy to reverse time back to this situation once the plan backfires.

Eric: "I wish, before we proceed, to note that while I do not doubt your abilities I do harbor reservations about the likely efficacy of this plan of action" (In German) If speaking English, "Hold on a sec, I wanna say that you're real awesome and such, but this is probably not gonna work out the way you think it will." (It is not his fault he learned English from Elise)

Davriel: "We should instead do this." The man does not have time to explain why you are wrong. Honestly, there's a very short list of people that would even get that much, instead of him just proceeding to enact his plan.

I will leave an open tag if anyone would like to rewrite "Where are we going?" in the voices of their OCs