randanas

[randanas]

The male stood alone in the hallway, brows knitted together. He had been wandering around for hours now and yet he was still stuck in the building. He was sure at this point that the man who had him captive here had placed some sort of spell on the place..That was the only reason that these halls could be so endless.

At this point it was obvious he wouldn’t be leaving any time soon, so he decided to turn around, heading back in the direction he came. The doors he saw were all locked, and the lack of windows was disturbing to him. He was a creature that was used to feeling the warmth of the sun on his skin..and now that he was actually undead this time after he died...he craved the warmth that much more. Those once golden eyes of his were now a deep sanguine hue, a shade that he despised.

[randanas]

Rand stared down at the bloody knife that he had dropped, him having just healed the wound he had opened with the blade. It was...odd...healing again.. It had been some time since he had done so, since he had used the light at all. As a paladin it was something of great significance to him..and yet he had been unable to use it for quite some time now.

Thankfully  though, there was Mirith. He was glad that she had helped him and seemed to understand the situation well enough when it was presented to her, though he was sure that there were some parts that had gotten left out.

The entire situation was a bit strange, him dying..and coming back.. That alone was a horrifying experience, seeing everything that he had while he could feel the memory of his death itself slipping away. The things that had happened afterwards were still there, clear as day..but the memory of his death was leaving him and he wasn’t too sure why that was, him desperately trying to cling to the memory in fear that it was the doing of the mage that was stealing the memory from him as Norris had mentioned doing such a thing before.

In this moment though, the paladin tried not to focus on that too much, instead trying to focus on that same mage that sat on the couch, trying to focus on making sure that he was alright seeing as he had decided..for some reason..that it would be a good idea to get into a fight with a dragon. 

That alone was rather strange to Rand. Dragons were often fairly calm, and rare to see. From what he could tell, they kept themselves hidden, and getting in a fight seemed as though it would be a purely negative thing for them.

Perhaps there was a reason though..but Rand didn’t want to dwell on it all that much.

[randanas]

He couldn’t forget..that horrible horrible feeling..It was like being curled up under the blankets, sleeping..then suddenly having ice water dumped over you. Sure..it probably wasn’t the worst feeling in the world, but it was a shock..to have the warmth of his body being taken away as he was forced into that crystal..The image of his boyfriend with those glowing red eyes..

All of it..all of it was a shock..when he had first walked in that room he didn’t expect to see the corpse of the elf he was dating..that feeling of failure washing over him..how did he manage to lose him? What caused that man to do what he did to himself? 

Rand couldn’t know..and deep down he didn’t want to know.. He had thought it was going to be over..he had put everything he had into bringing that man back from the spirit world..so much so that he himself ended up dying for him. 

At the time it wasn’t something he would have regretted should he have died as he was supposed to but-

he didn’t..That man that he just died for forced his soul into a crystal before bringing him back..Rand had that man’s blood running through him now..and he knew that had to be what was allowing for him to be controlled by the other..Perhaps..if he managed to bleed himself out he could be free..free of all the things that man did and was doing..

Somewhere though..he still cared for him and knew he couldn’t leave him completely..And with how things were going now..what happened just last night..he didn’t know if he’d even be able to avoid the elf..not if he wanted to regain his connection to the light..

[randanas]

It felt strange...to have the water running over his skin as though it were normal..that it should still be normal..but it wasn’t..the feeling was odd now, not refreshing as it had once been..everything felt weird..he should be dead and he knew that but..whatever his partner had done to him..it changed things..and he wasn’t sure how he should feel at this point.