Prompts

Pantalaimon and Troia stood amongst the crowd, awaiting what Chiptune had to say. Chiptune cleared her throat before continuing to speak to the crowd of xyns before her. "I'm calling all of you here today because I've been told that every single one of you has heard a magical melody in your sleep within the past week... some sort of power from beyond is calling to all of you; and it's important that we listen to what ...

For several days after acquiring the ability to Celestial Shift, Pantalaimon practiced moving about to get adjusted to their anthroxyn form, with Troia giving them. The sensation of having fingers and toes was a bizarre one- but they quickly learned how to grab and use items with their hands, somersault, hop and skip on both legs, do pushups and situps; lift weights, and more. Most interesting to them was learning to play their favorite musical instruments, espe...

"Troia! Look! I can stand on two legs!" Pantalaimon stood with two feet firmly planted on the stretched out their arms to their side, wiggling their fingers as they observed themself. They had a lean, flat-chested and androgynous build, just a few inches away from standing at six feet tall. "Incredible, isn't it? I can actually face some Vexyns head-on now! I've always wondered what it was like to see things from their height." They tried to step forward- and wobbled on their legs to c...

The morning after the return of the knights from Valorise, Pantalaimon and Troia had breakfast together with Athens at Pantalaimon's home to inform each other of what had happened within the past few days; Athens told Troia of what she had seen in her Astral illusion, Pantalaimon told the both of them what Yin's Moongazing session with Queen Ryu brought them, and Troia explained her escape from the Corrupted Lands, barely surviving her escape from the Frosttouched Pines all the way to Valoris...

The very next morning, just at the crack of dawn, Troia arrived at the doorstep of Limekiln’s shop; she rang the bell, and Limekiln quickly opened the door, allowing her to step inside.  It felt nice to smell the scent of burning coal and feel the heat of the fire this far away from their furnaces, and both of Pantalaimon’s Ophistles, Hermes and Mercury peeked out from underneath her scout’s cloak to soak in th...

"I am Yang. I have something to tell you that you must know," An enormous vexyn, bound in countless chains, asked Troia. It’s glowing eyes, baleful in their gaze as if burning slowly, did not stop watching her, her Spearbie, and both of Pantalaimon’s Ophistles, Hermes and Mercury. "Please, listen to me..."  Both Troia and the Vexyn stood in a dark tear in reality, within a pure black dimension of what seemed to b...

Troia felt the adrenaline course through her heart and lungs as she, Pantalaimon, and their small group of xyns ran as fast as they could to the forest that the Scout directed them to. Already Troia could smell the acrid scent of smoke- both corrupted, and magical- wafting from the trees. Troia was the first to dart in, followed my Pantalaimon, the Scout, and everyone else keeping up behind. It didn’t take long for ...

The battle raged on, with both corrupted and uncorrupted xyns fighting tooth and claw for their survival. Troia slashed down on the corrupted moxyn’s face, and it roared in pain- buying her enough time to kick it towards a burly Knight vexyn, who blasted at it with their breath.  Pantalaimon soared together with the other Scouts in the sky, spraying their breath as powerful jets of air towards the Corrupted xyns be...

Troia, Pantalaimon and the rest of their nights rushed out to the East of the settlement of Wingfell, leaving no stone unturned; eventually, they arrived all the way to the border of the. But they saw nothing. The moon rivers were paling and losing the magic, as expected. But they saw neither Corruption Beast nor corrupted Xyn, try as they might; even the Scouts that accompanied them, soaring high above in the air, co...

In the aftermath of the corrupted vexyn’s defeat in Elysium Heights, troia and Pantalaimon, the very next night, reported the news to the Royal Knights, and spoke to Samson.  Samson’s nostrils flared when they explained the news to him. “A Corrupted Vexyn found in Elysium Heights out of all places?! And it’s an unusual, almost never-before seen case of Corruption…? Something’s not right here.”...

Pantalaimon arrived at Quietphase Lake, with Neeps scurrying far in front of them with both of it's Puffle babies snuggling on their back as they flew just above Neeps.  "Neeps!" Pantalaimon called to it. "Is this where you think my Charms are?" Neeps slowed its scurry to a trot, struggling to lower what little of a neck it had to place it's triangular nose as close as it could to the ground to sniff for the missing Charms....

“Neeps! Come here!” Pantalaimon barked, happily, to their Puffle.  Neeps bounded over to their side, and it’s two baby Puffles- Pantalaimon nicknamed the both of them the “Tatties”- trotted over to Neeps, huddling close to it for warmth. Pantalaimon lowered their head and closed their eyes to nuzzle all three of them affectionately, and their faerie halo flitted by the babies as if to welcome them. Baby Puffle fur felt as soft as a nest full of Pwigi down when they prepared ...

  "Troia!" Pantalaimon cried out to the other xyn. Troia turned her head ever so slightly to face them. "What's happening?" she asked, gruffly. Anytime Pantalaimon got like this, it was typically to guilt other xyns into helping with something that was relatively trivial (to her, at least) when they felt like asking alone wasn't enough. They were excellent at conjuring crocodile's tears on the fly, but the emotional manipulation never really worked on her- it was the noise alon...

It was a peaceful evening in the Selune Woods, and the stars shimmered ever so softly against a gentle blue sky.  Pantalaimon laid at the edge of a pool with their Puffle nestling in their soft chest feathers, staring at their own reflection in it's crystal clear water. Their eyes laid half-lidded in contemplation, and their faerie halo flitted just above the surface of the pond to skim it's mirror-like surface with its wings. The faerie's ri...