frostblades

[frostblades]

“I didn’t think that my singing was that bad,” Kaeya remarked as birds took to wing, losing sight of them as they disappeared between verdant branches. Except, it seemed, for one. The creature caught and held his gaze as it flitted closer to perch nearby, defying the instincts of the rest of its compatriots who had already fled. There was something both curious and unsettling about this dusk bird, he realized; there was an almost human-awareness in its eyes, as if it knew much more than it ever should.

And then it spoke.

He’s taken aback, but manages to maintain most of his composure before the strange creature, brow raised as he regards it — her? There were many things in his life that he knew not to question, to accept them as just being, but it wasn’t everyday that one came across a bird such as this. And the further he studies her, the more inhuman she becomes.

“Not lost, no. Just wandering.” Being lost implies intention. Kaeya had stepped into the forest with no destination in mind, but he was confident he could find his way back.

He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, a charming, though sheepish, grin finding its way to his lips. “Pardon me, I’m not used to speaking with the local fauna.” He steps forward, inspecting her more closely, trying to divine what in the world she could be. Not a true bird, but then what? Some sort of spirit able to shift forms perhaps, or one that could possibly possess the bodies of animals.

“If I may, do you have a name?” His smile is easy, relaxed — practiced.

Sumeru City is but a single plot in the Dendro Archon's garden. Even now she does not mettle in their affairs any more than she has to, hesitant to influence the direction their society might grow in. Still, there are times a guiding force is needed. Sometimes humanity strays, succumbs to greed and chases short-sighted gains, wields knowledge as a well-honed tool against an environment that cannot defend itself from this stripe of predation.

The Forest Rangers have sworn themselves to its protection, assembled settlements in the trees and become guardians of verdure, of the lifeblood of the land, and the creatures the inhabit the wilds. Before them, it had been the Aranara who watched over the woodlands, serving a higher being lost to time.

Her eyes close in the sacred palace she has resided for five-hundred years, drinking in unearthly quietude as her mind drifts further out. She meanders through dense underbrush on the four paws of a Rishboland tiger and stalks her realm, breaking into a run swifter than the finest athletes. Large, furry ears perk up with attention at once, tail abstractedly swishing behind her.

Suddenly, Nahida is lounging on branches, sharp talons curled around a thin perch of bark. She tests her newfound wings, flapping both experimentally and does not utter a sound. Higher up, a true dusk bird soars off after being startled. Skittish things, they are.

Feathers rustle as she cranes her head to peer down at the curious man beckoning. Hopping along a tree limb, she approaches cautiously where the others have fled, maintaining eye contact all the while.

"What brings you here, traveler? Are you lost?" queries a sweet-sounding, girlish voice.

[frostblades]

hey all, seren here o/ i've been a bit busy, so this post is coming a wee bit late.

like others, it's been a few years since i was last active in the tumblr rp scene, and i'm probably going to be a little rusty as i regain my bearings. but! i am super excited to write with you all and i can't wait to get things rolling here. that being said, i don't want to overwhelm myself and will only be taking on a couple of threads for now. my inbox, however, is always open to interactions.

if you wanna bounce ideas off each other, go ahead and hmu. alternatively, like and/or reply and i'll be around to discuss some of the commission board prompts below with you!

[mondstadt] kaeya can be found out and about around the city, seemingly engaged in more mischief than actually assisting with the festival. visitors may be treated to a tour if they catch him in a good mood.

[warning: ruin guards] he is absolutely up for doing some recon on the "rogue" ruin guards, whether it's teaming up with someone or running into someone along the way.

[frostblades]

birdsong.

Traveling for work was nothing new, and neither was the prospect of traveling alone. It afforded him some peace and quiet, though it had a tendency to bore him. What entertainment he found on the road from Mondstadt to Sumeru was, more often than not, of his own making, and the silence presented too much opportunity for his mind to wander. There were moments when Kaeya struggled to stamp down a thought before it could take root, turning his attention to whatever new or exciting thing he could find. Suffice it to say that traveling alone was a pain he would have rather avoided.

Not that it was all bad.

The verdant forests of Sumeru were plentiful with a cacophony of life, lush and overgrown and wild. Birds and insects joined together in a compelling orchestra of song he couldn’t help but hum along with, and the scenery itself was truly something to behold. It wasn’t Kaeya’s first time in Sumeru, but his trips here were few and far between, a rarity that he enjoyed. Mondstadt had its own merits of course, but there was nothing like traversing the unexplored, especially when it was so vibrant and alive.

Perhaps that had something to do with why he had volunteered himself to inspect the safety of the trade routes.

Dirt crunched underfoot as he came to a stop, eye catching glimpses of sunlight glinting off of blue-green feathers. Kaeya hummed thoughtfully — and then he whistled.

“♪… hey, little birdie, don't feel down, come and perch on my shoulder ♪…” / @wisdomtold !