Eternal City RP
Ailward Aspect
Two lost souls (Bexley & Erythreus)
It was almost noon when the aspect of death woke up. A late hour to start the day according to most, but not very unusual for the broody male who didn’t really have a circadian rhythm. He didn’t have any obligations demanding him to wake up a certain time. No hobbies forcing him to be at a certain place. What he did have was duties but he hadn’t fulfilled them in ages and now it felt almost insuperable starting, but he knew he would have to sooner rather than later.
Erythreus yawned as he got up from the bed, wondering what today would bring. Nowadays everyday was almost the same, escape the guards pretending to go to the grave yard helping lost souls find peace and keeping order in the death realm. However instead he ended up drunk in a bar reminiscing about old times and old love. Somehow life had taken a turn and Ery didn’t know how to break the pattern. The rest of his aliward family had looked at him concerned, trying to break trough to the bitter shell of Erythreus but without luck.
After a quick look in the mirror assuring he didn’t look like a complete wreck, not more than usual anyways, the aspect left his residence and made his way to the shared kitchen. The mansion was quiet, all of the guards were outside practising with the new weapons that had been delivered the previous day. The rest of the aspects were probably with them helping and participating. Erythreus had a faint memory he’d been asked but grunted a sour ”No”. Now he regretted that decision. It would’ve been nice feeling part of something again. The blonde knew they would welcome him with open arms if he decided to join in now. He could hear their laughters from a far and longed to be there with them. Anyhow he also knew that if he had been there he’d feel distanced, ruining the fun for the rest of his family.
Instead the lonely aspect searched through the fridge for something to eat. His eyes noted a hot sauce with Bexley´s name tag on it, causing him to frown. That guard had been one of his closer friends but had also had a rough period in life and left the manor, and suddenly Ery knew what today would bring. He found himself a sandwich in the fridge that he devoured on his way to town, hoping any of the guards wouldn’t give him hell about it later, and heading for Bexley´s little shop in town. It wasn’t weather to drive his motorcycle and it would’ve drawn too much attention. He didn’t want to tell the guards where he went, hoping they wouldn’t notice he wasn’t brooding in his room until he came back.
A bell rang as he entered the small shop announcing his arrival. ”So its here you’ve been hiding Bex” Erythreus stated not meeting the females eyes.
Ailward Guard
✓ Bexley Dumont
✧ Two Lost Souls ✧
She watched as Penelope glanced over at Ery, noticing the unease that marred his usually composed demeanor. As he exited the sterile lab room, Penelope turned to Bexley and gave her a nod, urging her to follow him. Bexley returned the gesture with a grateful smile, understanding the unspoken bond of friendship that existed among them.
Navigating the Archives was a breeze; the familiar corridors seemed to lead her straight to Erythreus. As she approached him, she placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, hoping to offer some comfort. “Hey, you okay?” she asked, her voice steady and reassuring. “You don’t have to be a part of the science side if you don’t want to.” She glanced back toward the lab room, where the air felt heavy with sterile tension. “It’s a necessary evil, though, if we want to understand what we’re up against.”.
Bexley turned her attention back to Ery, her expression softening. “How about this: you can just hang outside the door and keep us ladies safe?” she suggested, her tone playful and teasing. “Or are you worried we’ll want to delve into your inner workings too?” Her eyes twinkled with mischief, hoping to lighten the mood and coax a smile from him. Bexley understood the weight of their mission, but she also believed in the power of camaraderie and a little humor to ease the tension. After all, they were in this together, and together they would face whatever challenges lay ahead.
Jul 18, 2025
Ailward Aspect
✓ Erythreus Aliward
The portal traveling didn’t seem to have the same affect on the rest of the members as it had the Aspect of death. Bexley actually looked exhilarated by the experience. He wondered if it felt different for all species to move through portals. It would make sense if so was the case as their own magic must have some impact. He also didn’t know if size mattered. The aspects body volume was significantly larger than Bexley’s and Peneleope´s, more atoms in moment. Anyhow it was safe to say that it wasn’t his favorite way to travel even tho it was efficient.
” I think I prefer the old way of torture, you know tying someone up in a dungeon without water or food threatening to drag their toenails off one by one” The uneasy Aspect joked trying to lighten the mood and avert the attention from his disliking f the situation. He was still almost green and nauseous so he guessed his attempt to do so wasn’t very successful.
The guard matched his teasing and he couldn’t help but laugh. ”Aren´t you supposed to be the one guarding me?” He asked raising an eyebrow at her questionably. ”Being an aliward guard and all, even tho my powers are of least importance to our life on earth compared to my siblings” he continued. His abilities was nothing compared to element control and controlling time. Who’d want to conjure a weapon from metal , any blacksmith could do that, when you could create immortality bracelets.
”Go ahead I think I am relatively safe in current company” He chuckled imagining the two girls dressing him down and poking his body with tweezers.
Aug 25, 2025
Ailward Guard
✓ Bexley Dumont
Bexley like many diviners, had a flair for magical travel. While she preferred the zippy whirl of portals, Penelope had her own signature style, smoke swirling elegantly around her. Some others blinked in and out of existence, while others dazzled with light shows that would put a fireworks display to shame. Bexley understood that not everyone shared her enthusiasm for such flashy methods; for her, they were the most efficient way to navigate time's constraints.
When Ery jokingly lamented the old ways of torture, Bexley chuckled softly, raising an eyebrow in mock seriousness. “So, you’re saying if I want to get anything out of you, I should portal you until you spill the secrets I’m after?” Her playful tone lightened the mood, a spark of camaraderie in the air.
“I’ve been told by many that I’m not the best at my job,” she tossed over her shoulder with a shrug, shaking her head. “That’s why I often stick to translations instead of missions.” She turned to him, her expression softening. “But you all have your place in this grand scheme. Yours is the only constant in our lives—death comes for us all, even the immortals.” Her gentle smile held a weight of understanding. “Besides, controlling nether? That’s no small feat. It can drive even the strongest mad.”
After a fruitful discussion, Bexley rejoined Penelope, and as they stepped out of the room, Penelope crossed her arms, a look of wonder on her face. “I’ve never seen anything like it,” she said softly, her voice filled with awe.
Bexley glanced back at Ery, holding his gaze for a long moment. “The Gravelings are pure nether beings,” she noted, running a hand through her hair, her brow furrowed in thought. “It seems they wish to spread death like a rabid dog. Could the sheer number of them be what’s causing the gate closure?” She began to murmur to herself, lost in her contemplation.
Penelope tilted her head, her hair cascading gracefully with the motion. “That could very well be the case. Unlike the Aurazin, who are meant to traverse back and forth, these souls are trapped in their own darkness, refusing to cross over. Maybe if we could force them through?” She sighed, a hint of frustration creeping into her voice. “Though I’m not sure how unless,” she traced a finger over her throat, a playful glint in her eyes, “but I’d rather stay alive!” She chuckled, lightening the mood once more.
Bexley’s eyes sparkled with a sudden idea as she pulled out a shimmering orb. She looked between Ery and Penelope, excitement bubbling within her. “What if we trap them in these orbs? If we can remove enough of them, maybe Ery will be able to guide them to the death realm.”
Her enthusiasm was infectious, and Penelope’s eyes widened with intrigue. “That just might work! Let’s give it a shot! What do you think Ery?”
Feb 21