Character Castle 2.0
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Khalon has cultivated the talent of knowing when to be quiet from the time spent with Cahira, my obliviously arrogant, emotional- and mental-wreck of a character. Had he not cultivated that talent, he would have been dead or at least an outcast.
KHALON
Tall Girl gave me one last withering glare before turning her back on Khalon.
“Don’t worry about Liorah, she has a big mouth and a sharp tongue,” Sleeping Guy said apologetically. “I’m Aydin, what’s your name?”
“I’m Khalon,” Khalon answered shortly. Sleeping-Aydin seemed friendly enough. He wasn’t threatening Khalon at any rate.
They stood there in an awkward silence. Finally Khalon spoke up. “Where are you from and what do you do for a living?” Khalon knew that the questions were silly, but he couldn’t think of anything else to say. Aydin stared at him doubtfully.
“You don’t have to answer that if you don’t want to, but anyway, I’m from Cilce [Sihls] and I’m a student at one of its academies.”
THAT’S THE ABSOLUTE BEST!!!! I literally laughed out loud that’s hysterical
*bows*
We need character castle memes, so much memeable stuff happens here XD
Hahahahah, yesssss! 😆
Anxious gremlin coming through
Khalon has cultivated the talent of knowing when to be quiet from the time spent with Cahira, my obliviously arrogant, emotional- and mental-wreck of a character. Had he not cultivated that talent, he would have been dead or at least an outcast.
It’s an important skill XD Aydin is one of my few characters who has it, he’s used to literally everyone around him being very emotionally unstable. I think he’ll really like Khalon!
Aydin
“I’m Khalon,” The man answered, briefly.
I looked at him dubiously. Was he mad or was he just quiet? Was he upset with me or the whole situation? I instinctively tensed, then realized I was doing it and forced myself to hide it. Why was talking to people so irrationally exhausting?
I wasn’t about to talk but he did.
“Where are you from and what do you do for a living?”
He had somehow managed to choose the most loaded questions available. I blinked, trying to formulate an answer that didn’t include telling him I had murdered people for a living. He might not take well to that.
He picked up on my unease and said,
“You don’t have to answer that if you don’t want to, but anyway, I’m from Cilce and I’m a student at one of its academies.”
I raised my eyebrows, surprised. Yerasht had excellent universities and academies but getting in was difficult and a lot of work, something most people didn’t have time for. Most of us had to work for a living. That hadn’t really applied to me but it had never been an option either way.
“Really?” I asked, unable to hide my surprise. “Tell me about it.” I sounded more wistful than interested but I was both. I would have loved to go. There were so many things I wish I could have studied. I never really thought about it, what was the use? I’d never get to go now, anything I wanted to know I’d had to teach myself.
I realized I still hadn’t answered his question and sighed.
“I’m from the south of Yerasht and I’m the crown prince of one of the tribes, can’t you tell?”
I grinned bitterly, knowing he’d pick up on the sarcasm. I was the furthest removed from royalty as anyone could ever be. He smiled and I corrected myself.
“I’m actually– not doing anything right now,” I said, rather shyly.
He’d probably seen my paralyzed hand by this time. I had never heard of the place he was from, but he might recognize the torn edge of my cloak, marking me as tribeless. [essentially outlawed]
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Huh, I never actually knew Aydin would have wanted to study something. I technically knew he was pretty academically competent, (he taught himself everything about the poisons) but it never occured to me that maybe he had other plans than joining the Siya.
Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?
KHALON
“Really? Tell me about the academy,” Aydin said wistfully. He hurriedly added, “I’m from the south of Yerasht and I’m one of the crown princes, can’t you tell?”
Khalon grinned uncertainly, unsure of the proper response.
“I’m actually-not doing anything right now,” he said shyly.
“That’s uh nice,” Khalon answered. He had never met someone who was so hard to talk to. “About the academy, well it’s only for Blesseds. Those are people who have enhanced abilities. Super speed, super strength, knowing the entire landscape of a place by just looking at a map, and other stuff. We’re called Blesseds because we were supposedly blessed by the ‘gods’. We learn how to use our abilities and about math, history, maps, science, and more.”
“Sounds nice,” Aydin sighed.
“I wish it was, but that place is not somewhere you want to go. I mean, it’s got great buildings and all, but…yeah, um, are people here from different worlds because I’ve never heard of Yerasht, and while I don’t have a head for maps, I’m pretty sure it doesn’t exist where I come from.”
Khalon mentally kicked himself. You really do have a death wish, don’t you. Someone asks about the Academy, and you go and spill everything. What the heck was the, “I wish it was but that place is not somewhere you want to go”? Yeesh, I spend ten minutes in this place, and I have already lost my sense of self preservation. Way to go me.
I’m glad that a new part of Aydin has been uncovered. The poor guy wants to go to school!
This character castle is doing wonders. (for example: I thought that Khalon’s internal dialogue was like his external dialogue; I did not know that he had dry, sarcastic thoughts flying through his head 24/7)
Si me amiga 😀 But then, Hakan is such a good name!
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!"
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“That’s uh nice,” Khalon answered, looking unspeakably awkward.
I tried very hard to smother a laugh but it didn’t quite work.
“Oh, it’s lovely,” I said, grinning. I had spent the last six months as a prisoner in everything but name. Naturally, I was having the time of my life.
“About the academy, well it’s only for Blesseds. Those are people who have enhanced abilities. Super speed, super strength, knowing the entire landscape of a place by just looking at a map, and other stuff. We’re called Blesseds because we were supposedly blessed by the ‘gods’. We learn how to use our abilities and about math, history, maps, science, and more.”
I frowned. That didn’t sound real. In fact it sounded like an elaborate hoax he was trying to pull on me.
“That sounds nice,” I said, flatly. If he was trying to get a reaction out of me he wasn’t succeeding.
“I wish it was, but that place is not somewhere you want to go. I mean, it’s got great buildings and all, but…yeah, um, are people here from different worlds because I’ve never heard of Yerasht, and while I don’t have a head for maps, I’m pretty sure it doesn’t exist where I come from.”
Anyone who could complain about getting to go to an academy must have had a life so easy I envied them.
“Stunning observation,” I said, sarcastically. “If you’re one of those whatever you called it, what’s your ability?”
Why was I always the victim of pranks like this? Did I look that guillable?
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I’M SORRY Aydin is running on half an hour of sleep and pure adrenaline he isn’t being very agreeable XD Khalon can absolutely be rude to him he’ll deserve it XD
I also love how he just instantly decides Khalon is making fun of him XD
Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?
I think it’s time to change to first person.
KHALON
Aydin didn’t believe me, and he wasn’t trying hard to hide it.
“If you’re one of those whatever you call it, what’s your ability?” He said mockingly.
What had I done to deserve this? For once I wanted to just let the world know what I was thinking, but since that would probably be the last thing I do, I kept my thoughts to myself.
“I used to have extra fast reflexes, but I seem to be losing that ability,” I replied in a polite but tight voice. I couldn’t keep on going on like this or I would die at the age of twenty-five.
Don’t apologize. This is good for Khalon.😆
Aydin
“I used to have extra fast reflexes, but I seem to be losing that ability,” he replied, stiffly.
I tilted my head, suspiciously. That wasn’t the reaction of someone who had been lying. I knew lies and that wasn’t one.
A soft, whispery voice interrupted my thoughts. It was singing, distantly, fading in and out of earshot. It sounded like Faye, but the song was one of those Kongar used to sing. She didn’t know it.
I shook my head, trying to shake off the hallucination. It might be the tension of the converastion that had brought it on.
Khalon was looking at me strangely and I crossed my arms, trying to hide my apprehensive reaction to what probably appeared to be nothing.
“I’m sorry. It must be hard to lose an ability like that,” I said, more sympathetically this time.
I knew what that felt like. It was probably the same uneasy fear that had taken hold of me when the movement in my hand had started to go. The terror that it wouldn’t come back. Mine never had. I hoped his did.
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Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?
KHALON
I could not figure our Aydin. One second he was preventing a fight, the next he seemed ready for one, and then he was disbelieving on the point if condescending, and now he was sympathetic and either crazy or traumatized as his listening to a noise that didn’t exist proved.
“I’m sorry. It must be hard to lose an ability like that,” he muttered. His crossed his arms. I noticed that his right(?) hand was stiff. I decided not to point it out. It wasn’t my business.
“It’s not too bad, just horrible timing really,” I answered with a harsh chuckle. “My ability has gotten me into nothing but…uncomfortable situations though it can be a little helpful. For once I was glad I had it when I dropped into this place and was immediately threatened, but now it’s gone, and I’m now stuck with a horn. Oh, and sorry about the noise it made. My horn playing skills are, well, you heard me play. Do you have any special skills?”
I felt idiotic standing there trying to make conversation with a man who was a) probably dangerous b) not comfortable with me and c) most likely slightly crazy and traumatized. However, there was something intriguing about Aydin. Maybe my interest had something to do with the contrasts in his personality or the fact that he hadn’t threatened me.
I knew one thing for certain though, beneath all his conflicting traits, he was dangerous. I sighed. Why on earth did I have to keep running into deadly people?
Guess who was procrastinating?? Yet I consider this an excellent use of my time.
The fact that this filled up the entire format and I couldn’t even add Sasha and whoever else I forgot XD We’re cruel authors XD
Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?
And this because I was literally thinking it the entire time during that scene XD
Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?
😂 They’re perfect especially the one with the kings/queens/knights.
@rose-colored-fancy oh gosh I love these!
@everyone how tall is everyone in the castle? I need to know for scientific purposes lol
I might have to get in on this character castle meme bandwagon too lol
*laughs as one fey*
Khalon is 5’ 11”
@inkhorn Thanks!
*laughs as one fey*
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