Knight Quests

A tremor of anticipation runs through Glory; elation at how things were falling into place, at how hys xynlet fantasies were coming true. It began with the moons waning, with the cases of corruption increasing– though hys parents attempted to keep such news from reaching hys young ears. Only tales from hys older brother kept hym somewhat informed of outside occurances. But over time the situation worsened, became too difficult, too pressing for hys parents to ...

"Pantalaimon..." They heard a voice call to them. It was especially gentle and soothing; the type of voice a xynlet would want to hear from their parent when they were frightened or in pain. Pantalaimon stirred, exhaling deeply the cool, clean air. Their lungs felt as if they no longer stung from inhaling corruption- but the lingering ache was there, and they coughed. They struggled to open their bleary eyes- what they saw was what they'd never expect. ...

"TROIA!!! N-"  Pantalaimon and Troia stood in the tunnel of the corrupted Villain's den within the Corrupted Lands, desperately attempting to escape with two corrupted xyns hot on their heels. The both of had made it this far; Pantalaimon refused to leave Troia to be fed to the wolves if they weren't there to help her fight. Troia had thrown a Telestone at them, enchanting it to send them back to Moonreach- -And it succeeded. The telep...

Soot knew that things in life could change in an instant. That was just fact. It didn’t mean that you entered every situation, every twist and turn, that life threw at you prepared. Far from it. In fact, if he weren’t busy dodging the whipping tails of corruption beasts, he would have laughed at the notion.It was a school of only three, juvenile manta ray like creatures, but they had come out of nowhere. He let himself fall to the ground and rolled to avoid the stinger of one ...

While Soot followed his course of becoming a knight very patiently and dilligently, there was one thing he could barely wait for. And that was wearing their armor. The knights' armor was something to behold. Even when still a xynlet, he remembered standing in the great hall of his parents' estate, where armors of various epochs were lined up. But his eyes were fixated on the more recent steel armor of the Royal Knights. In his children's mind, it wasn't mere metal. It was a superhero s...

Soot never had to adapt much when entering knight training. Where other trainees struggled to find their footing in the hard regiment, Soot’s path had...

The Pixyn ushered Pantalaimon, Troia and the rest of the Knights & trainees to  the center of the forest. It was uncomfortably silent still- nobody could see where the test of the Pixyns were. Some of the nature here had already begun to wither; some trees were prematurely shedding their leaves    "Come out, everyone!" called the Pixyn in  a hu...

Pantalaimon laid in their designated cot within a room of the trainee barracks, ruminating over the current state of now that two of Lunerest's moons had fallen silent.   Ever since their brief confrontation with Raghnall, they weren't entirely sure of how to feel being a part of the Knights they once disrespected. Through socializing with their peers that had never seen them before they had easily won many of them over with their wit and charm; yet some of their superiors and ...

It all began, not too long ago, when two of Lunerest's moons started to wane in light and power. Everyxyn in the populace had noticed it- how could they not when their very lives depended on their moons?   It was a both wakeup call, and a call to arms, for Lunerest's Royal Knights to spring into action to discover out just what had happened. Pantalaimon's stepfather had instilled in them a deep mistrust ...

Troia and Pantalaimon stood over Athen’s medical cot. They were at an infirmary in Moonreach for xyns requiring emergency care; and, days ago, they had traveled with a small group of Knights to search and rescue missing or corrupted Xyns that could be saved and brought to Moonreach once Moonreach’s barrier was erected. Athens was found corrupted in Wingfell, where she last sent Troia away with a Moonsearch spell; and after a near-gruesome battle against Troi...

Troia could not sleep well for several nights after Yuhi’s defeat. As she tossed and turned in the cot she was allotted within the Royal Knights barracks, the corrupted moxyn’s voice and masked face haunted her, again and again, in her nightmares:  “Perhaps she will never remember who I am…!“  Those words hadn’t stopped haunting her. ...

They had lost. Troia, Versailles, and the other knights surrounded Yuhi, utterly defeated. Their queen had fallen in battle; she lay on the ground, convulsing in pain and gnashing her fangs as the gash on her leg sparked and hissed with an unknown magic, the likes of which even veteran Lullay Knights haven't seen before. The corrupted moxyn faced them, looming over Yuhi, and the strangely possessed Corruption Beasts e...

Troia stared at her reflection in the vanity mirror of her room within her mother’s noblexyn manor. Only the faint moonlight from the window subtly lit the mirror image of her masked face, together with the warmth of an ornate candelabra sitting atop the vanity’s tabletop. The dulled gold of her mask glinted in the light; but its expression remained unmoving. For a brief moment, a memory, painful and unwanted, fla...

Pantalaimon and Troia faced each other in a small clearing in a training ground of Wingfell, surrounded by streams, moss-covered rocks and trees laden with orange, red and gold leaves rustling gently in the breeze. Troia and numerous other knights-in-training had been sent to Wingfell to receive training from the local masters of martial arts in the area; and, of course, Pantalaimon insisted that they specifically accompany Troia, as usual- and no matter how har...

“Come, Troia- it’s a bit too quiet around here- let’s play tag! I bet you can’t catch me!” Pantalaimon play bowed and grinned, eagerly wagging their winged tail in Troia’s direction. Pantalaimon’s two Ophistles, Hermes and Mercury, flicked their tongues out at her as if to invite her too. “Don’t try my patience,” Troia said, flatly, and lowered her ears as if to pin them down- but it was typical fo...