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Pantalaimon brought out their treasured flute, and using their magic, brought it to their lips to play a song. The dial of the compass span wildly, never sopping, and just like all of the others- only stopped to land in the exact same direction it started once they had finished playing. They scratched their head with a paw, and their faerie halo fluttered about the compass in confusion. Odd. They had played their favo...

Troia lay in her childhood bed in her mother's noblexyn manor, motionless and silent. It was dark inside her room as she had always preferred it during times like these. The childhood toys she had kept well into her adulthood were strewn about on the floor, only faintly outlined by a sliver of light filtering out from the crack underneath her door. Though nobody could open her locked door, she knew her mother would eventually approach her from outside, and order...

Troia snarled as she clashed against the first corrupted xyn that pounced at her. She slashed at it's face with her left paw- when she made contact with the corrupted xyn's cheek, with the protection of Athen's Mender spell, the black ooze from the corrupted's body simply glanced off of her forearm like water raindrops splashing away from a lily pad, with nothing sticking to her grey coat. The corrupted eyes, glazed in pure black, crackled with lightning as it r...

After the retrieval of the mysterious shards from the pool of the Selune Woods, Troia and Pantalaimon returned to Moonreach to turn them in to the royal researchers for investigation. That very day Pantalaimon panicked when Troia plunged under the water as her Sunchaser Amulet guided her down into the depths, with the fog obscuring their view of what was happening. Once she had reemerged to the surface- drenched and cold but otherwise fine- they examined the pie...

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...

Pantalaimon and Yin sat in the courtyard after their consultation with Queen Ryu. The moon hung above them sadly,  Yin had coiled up their sinuous, snakelike body to rest their head and feathered wyvern wings at the top of the pile. Pantalaimon watched, concerned, as they watched Yin sighing deeply, trying to soak in as much moonlight as they could from whatever remained of Yanwei's light shining down on them. After ...

Shortly after leaving Troia trudged along in the blizzard of Valorise’s streets with all of her personal enchanted weapons: Spearbie, Axebie, and Macebie. Pantalaimon’s Ophistles remained hidden in her Scout’s cloak together with Keybie. The keybie radiated such an intense warmth within her pocket that she did not have to fight ever muscle to stay as warm like the first day she had arrived here- but despite how much Ophistles sought out warmth, Hermes and ...

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...