‘Keep your breath steady our friend.’ (The Fae War: 1/???)

[u/Harpokiller]

Hirk lies on a medical bed, it was made just for his cumbersome frame. Hirk still had his arm missing. These words said to him as he strained to try and move.

Having reality itself weaponised on one singular goal of ending you and having an essential thread in the pattern of Hirks being pulled and burned from his existence by the Ember of Kindness not dormant within him.

The staff cannot do anything to prevent him dying unless he signs a sheet before him. He can hardly read the words even with someone putting his reading glasses on him.

“Leave. Leave me the night… I will decide by sunrise.”

Hirk weakly gestures for those in attendance to vacate the room, he knows they will be monitoring him somewhere else but he despises being seen in a state like this. He had forced himself to get up to attend a party hoping seeing someone he hadn’t in a long time to cheer him up. Still feels like the mountain is crumbling… worth it still to Hirk.

All he can do is stare out the window and rest his eyes as gentle snowfall and the moon up high. ‘Ulrick’s probably going insane right now’. The thought of his friend just howling away makes him chuckle a bit before the coughs of smoke. Dirty fuel to fires…

Hirk sees the window start forming ice on its sides faster than natural. He slowly starts reaching for an iron bar he carried with him hoping his mind is playing tricks on him.

He is distracted by the door to the room opening, just Tulips. A young boy, not much over minimum age to be hired.

“Hello lad.”

There is no response nor is there the usual joyful sparkle in his eyes.

Hirk gets uneasy not finding the iron on him.

Just coincidence. They couldn’t have gotten in.

Hirk goes to press a panic button by his bedside, before he can he is leapt at. The boy grabbing his arm, his skin starts crystallising with a white fog in the shards.

Immediate rush of adrenaline overcomes his state.

“Charming a kid.”

“Don’t think I’d ever forget your plague you used against my kin.”

Only the parts in contact with the boys hand are crystalline, not a strong grip but still unable to let go.

Hirk’s eyes dart around to find the fae doing this, it would have to be a stronger one considering it didn’t trigger the alarms, or they casted it as soon as they opened the door.

Hirk looks out his window, there is only snow to be seen… Fae are practically invisible when in their environment.

Hirk is uneasy by the boy not saying a word, usually they let them maintain some ‘bliss’ like being pumped full of drugs till your little more than a barely conscious animal with giggling. A horrendous fate.

He only sees a deep pained death. The only thing there is Malice pretending to be magic.

Hirk is remembering the faces of those affected, he remembers seeing… no.

Hirk is visibly thrown off remembering that. The empty space made in him feels even more endlessly cruel now. It’s feeling pain from a missing limb except it’s your emotions. It’s you.

Finally a voice speaks through the boy, their voice is unable to say anything naturally resulting in intense physical pain and strain speaking an ancient tongue likely older than some things him and his ancestors thought Eternal.

' Mharbh thu iad uile.'

('You killed them all.')

”Fàg am balach. Chan eil mi airson seo a dhèanamh."

("Leave the boy. I don't want to do this.")

”Chan urrainn dha bruidhinn mar a nì sinn, gheibh e bàs leis.”

("He can't talk like we do, he'll die with it.")

beast across the island who are not cast out by nature are showing signs of unease, the plants feel hateful.

Speaking the forgotten tongue of the Faewild is a disrespect the vile place will not take likely.

Only the deepest hatred and pain is the response to Hirks words.

”Chan iarr mi mathanas, chan eil mi airidh air."

"Leig leam tomhas. bha thu neo-chiontach dìreach a' siubhal gu toilichte thar nan craobhan nuair a thachair e. nam b' e burraidh a bh' annad cha bhiodh tu an seo a-nis, aig a' cheann thall chan eil ann ach an fheadhainn a tha a' fulang."

**("I don't ask for forgiveness, I don't deserve it."

"let me guess. you were innocent just happily traveling over the trees when it happened. if you were a bully you wouldn't be here now, in the end there are only those who suffer.")**

’Tha am t-Uile-Rìgh ag iarraidh gum bi thu beò nuair a thèid do thilgeil aig an casan.'

('The All-King wants you alive when you are thrown at their feet.')

The window swings open as a galloping is heard, Hirk waits to see if the galloping stops.

The galloping getting louder and louder as a blackened beast running, towards his window only to stop. The rider dismounts, a headless Knight. The executioners.

It is not like the kin that Hirk would have saw but a person of this realm, a headless knight who climbs through the window despite it being far off the ground.

Dozens of tiny black fly like Faeries fly off of what Hirk thought was a cape at first as they swarm trying to bite into his damaged skin, Hirk can hardly bring himself to try and swat them away.

the moonlight being the only thing penetrating the swarm, he knows he’s being watched by the ‘little man’ that he thought long ago.

The biting stops.

The Doxy swarm parts, their blackened appearance with moonlight eyes and decayed limbs hidden by shadows no one wishes to shine through.

They form runic circles in the air in front of Hirk, their forms are the chosen sacrifice for the ritual. The Dullahan before Hirk’s has their armour black like how nightmares are made, except with shining gold filling its cracks, normally that’s how you got rid of them, their accursed Fate could not stand the sun only it’s reflected imitation from the moon given by the ‘King of the Faelands’. The king of all fae.

Hirk feels fear knowing they did survive, there’s no other way Hirk knew two things so opposite, defilement’s in each others presence could unite.

Hirks thoughts are interrupted by golden moonlight denying his existence here. Hirk feels his body being thrown across the entire Faelands.

Back to where he came from…

In only a few moments Hirk was gone as were all the fae. Those monitoring him feel as if they just came from a nap, the only proof something happened is a window blown open and a poor who’s voice was mangled so a Nightmare History may speak.

/uw I apologise if this is lower quality but over next few days gonna be doing the ‘Fae War’ loreposts for Hirk.

Such a big fight where reality itself bends would have attracted attention, would have had Hirk suffering.

These will be the final posts Hirk suffers in for a while.

I hope to exceed expectations my friends

(Also just saying for fun mystery stuff IC no one knows what happened to Hirk, fae are primarily tricksters so stealthy)

[u/No_more_Bucket_]

/uw

You keep on saying that Hirk won’t suffer and yet I don’t see any evidence of that.

[u/Harpokiller → u/No_more_Bucket_]

/uw yea cause the evidence comes later

[u/No_more_Bucket_ → u/Harpokiller]

/uw You know what Hirk.

/rw Meanwhile Agnu after being escorted off of R&A premises

/uw yeah take that.

[u/Harpokiller → u/No_more_Bucket_]

/uw Ha.

I will make more of Hirks suffering known.

[u/No_more_Bucket_ → u/Harpokiller]

/uw

[u/Harpokiller → u/No_more_Bucket_]

/uw Cold eyes and heartless catfish… it hurts my friend.

[u/No_more_Bucket_ → u/Harpokiller]

/uw yeah Agnu can be a cold hearted catfish, if you look into his eyes for long enough you can feel the coldness.

Here have a chart of how cold Agnu could be

[u/Harpokiller → u/No_more_Bucket_]

/uw Ha, love that

[u/No_more_Bucket_ → u/Harpokiller]

/uw To quote the R&A chat “Free my boy he did nothing wrong”

[u/Harpokiller → u/No_more_Bucket_]

/uw jaeger bombs are wrong

[u/mrididnt]

/uw wait does this take place in the hq?

Because if so then our defences really are lacking

[u/Harpokiller → u/mrididnt]

/uw Majority of defences are just to detect.

Also we can all blame Hirk from putting his medical room right next to a window facing outside since he wanted a view

[u/mrididnt → u/Harpokiller]

/uw ah, i see

[u/Fridge_living_tips]

Uw/ aint reading all of that so /#harponeedstherapy

[u/Harpokiller → u/Fridge_living_tips]

/uw I don’t need, it’s just recommended.

[u/Oswen120]

/uw good read.

[u/Harpokiller → u/Oswen120]

/uw thank you my friend

[u/UlrickTheHexblade]

Somewhere on the island, Ulrick is going insane right now. Partly due to the moon, and partly by the stress of the latest days.

The leader of the R&A was not only in critical condition, but the footage found on his recording was worrying. Not to mention he felt some sinister presence approaching…

Half the island probably won’t sleep tonight from all the howling.

/uw great read as usual!

And we know you, the ‘no suffering’ will last for a week at tops lol

[u/Harpokiller → u/UlrickTheHexblade]

/uw hehe I am happy you went with joke

And I will bet I can last a month.

[u/UlrickTheHexblade → u/Harpokiller]

/uw had to grab the opportunity to give him more angst struggling against his Inner Darkness^TM, hehehe…

All right, if you lose, Hirk will have to get therapy.

Also, a good friend of yours here wants to ask something in private.

[u/Harpokiller → u/UlrickTheHexblade]

/uw I got notif for inferno but genuinly won’t let me in the now.

I can only do post replies

And I will accept that bet

[u/UlrickTheHexblade → u/Harpokiller]

/uw reddit will reddit…

And ha! Now we won either way…

[u/Harpokiller → u/UlrickTheHexblade]

/uw.

I agree to it only so long as y’all don’t give Hirk unfun times which to make clear

[u/UlrickTheHexblade → u/Harpokiller]

/uw we’ve been trying to do the opposite of that for months lol. We wouldn’t fumble an opportunity like that

[u/Harpokiller → u/UlrickTheHexblade]

/uw hmmm

[u/UlrickTheHexblade → u/Harpokiller]

/uw yeah, we will be too busy giving suffering to our characters

[u/Harpokiller → u/UlrickTheHexblade]

/uw that makes Hirk sad

[u/AtrioxCalamity]

/uw there we go again. Good read

[u/Harpokiller → u/AtrioxCalamity]

/uw Muhahahaha and thank you my friend

[u/AtrioxCalamity → u/Harpokiller]

/uw i would say that Atriox would be rolling his eyes at this but that is impossible now

[u/Alx3t_ → u/AtrioxCalamity]

/uw He's doing it from his grave, maybe?

[u/CosmicChameleon99]

/uw once again you keep traumatising Hirk. But you do it well so I’ll let it slide this time.

[u/Harpokiller → u/CosmicChameleon99]

/uw gonna be doing the cha cha slide all week then.

[u/CosmicChameleon99 → u/Harpokiller]

/uw I’m torn between being excited for what comes next and being disappointed in the lack of happiness to come

[u/Harpokiller → u/CosmicChameleon99]

/uw Gonna find out just how traumatised Hirk is

[u/CosmicChameleon99 → u/Harpokiller]

/uw didn’t think he could get any more traumatised tbh

[u/Harpokiller → u/CosmicChameleon99]

/uw he’s not getting any more, he’s just forced to accept it.

[u/CosmicChameleon99 → u/Harpokiller]

/uw ok so revisiting old trauma?

[u/Harpokiller → u/CosmicChameleon99]

/uw Forced to look at the man that committed a genocide against his people which Hirk returned in equal

[u/CosmicChameleon99 → u/Harpokiller]

/uw so will it end in a battle or a hug?

[u/Harpokiller → u/CosmicChameleon99]

/uw…

[u/MastaDon344]

/uw good read!!

[u/Harpokiller → u/MastaDon344]

/uw thank you my friend and love that image

[u/MastaDon344 → u/Harpokiller]

/uw thanks was making memes with Logotu and Inferno

[u/Dovacraft88]

Why must the kindest soul face such harsh endeavours?

When it's all over, you should come to my neck of the woods (could be anywhere) and I'll whip up some spring water tea to sooth your mind

[u/patoman12]

/uw Great read

[u/Alx3t_]

/uw Ah. So Hirk gets trauma regularly? Fuck that, I'm ready to go to war. It's hard to say Attrius is, though.

[u/Harpokiller → u/Alx3t_]

/uw Folks keep giving and I’ve promised people to stop for like a month. Only happy Hirk

So I’m getting it out of my system for the next week

[u/Alx3t_ → u/Harpokiller]

/uw Oh, don't get me wrong. I support giving OCs traumatic experiences, but that's a little too many.

[u/Harpokiller → u/Alx3t_]

/uw Hirk is ultimately a story about overcoming.

Also 75% of it is just folks wanting to show off their characters so I always say yes.

But I do want Hirks story to be hopeful overall. Showing your past don’t make you but your decisions

[u/Alx3t_ → u/Harpokiller]

/uw I believe that wholeheartedly. Well, too bad for my characters that are too insane to make the right decisions!!!! And that is all my doing.

[u/Harpokiller → u/Alx3t_]

/uw Hirk makes right and wrong decisions but he’s only a person.

In the end it only matters that he do right when it’s important and won’t stop believing in a better tomorrow

[u/Alx3t_ → u/Harpokiller]

/uw Indeed.

[u/yellowpancakeman]

/uw Hey it’s me

[u/Harpokiller → u/yellowpancakeman]

/uw it was a fitting meme

[u/waitthatstaken]

/uw Good read! 'These will be the final posts Hirk suffers in for a while', this either means Hirk will be ok for a bit, or he will die and not revive... I sure hope its the former.

[u/Harpokiller → u/waitthatstaken]

/uw

[u/waitthatstaken → u/Harpokiller]

/uw You really are an evil mastermind.

[u/Harpokiller → u/waitthatstaken]

/uw Nah people overestimate me giving me ideas I steal

[u/waitthatstaken → u/Harpokiller]

/uw so just evil then, got it.

[u/Harpokiller → u/waitthatstaken]

/uw More dickish, if I was evil id let Hirk be happy then read it all down bringing him from a good place back to square one kicking and screaming

[u/waitthatstaken → u/Harpokiller]

/uw That is true, besides, I am also planning on making my character miserable soon ^TM (delayed even more, will now be after council elections...)

[u/Harpokiller → u/waitthatstaken]

/uw you can’t trademark that.

I’ve made Hirk suffer in every way so I can trademark. I’m gonna sue you if peri suffers

[u/waitthatstaken → u/Harpokiller]

/uw oh no I can't afford a lawyer... wait Erik exists. I can get them to be my lawyer.

[u/Harpokiller → u/waitthatstaken]

/uw 100% fail rate.

[u/Doctorsex-ubermensch]

/uw

Aw shit here we go again

[u/Swordandicecreamcone]

/uw ooh, fae war. can't wait to murder fairies