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Aug. 13th, 2018
Ardynson AU: Healer Nyx
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charlottedabookworm:
Also known as I got the urge to write a fic where Nyx actually did inherit his father’s healing ability and didn’t know about it until he was desperate and someone he loved was dying and he had absolutely no choice (because Nyx was so sure that he didn’t have that ability and belief can go a long way to making things work).
Anyway, this one pretty much wrote itself - so have a couple thousand words of Nyx trying to heal interspaced with some flashbacks to growing up with Ardyn, that isn’t really angsty at all by my standards.
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in which Nyx inherits Ardyns ability to heal Healer!Nyx au as a kid - Nyx was fascinated with his dad as a healer and wanted to be just like that - and he was heartbroken when his dad said that he couldn’t heal anymore that the Scourge and Bahamut had taken that from him and he sorta - internalised that?and figured that he wouldn’t be able to heal either - and since he was pretty young and hadn’t needed to heal anything he never realised that he had the ability - and then his lack fo belief hampered him until he was *desperate* until he decided that he would give anything to stop another person from dying Ardyn is going to be so *proud* when he finds out - but also so *worried* because he knows what people do to healers - and this has just made his son a target (there is also a very small part of him that is jealous - one he pushes away because this is his *son*) Nyx just wants his brother to stop looking at him like that Also - Lucis is going to be so fucking confused when they get this report
@charlottedabookworm
I just. Love this.
Because Healers? Healers are a big thing. The Oracle is a healer. They’re extremely rare, they’re a potent symbol of the favor of the Astrals, they’re a connection to the divine - and they’re force multipliers.
Healers can get people back on the battlefield when they’d otherwise be incapacitated or otherwise outright unable to do so - as so aptly demonstrated here. They can quite literally singlehandedly turn the tide of a fight - and healers can fix what normal medicine is simply incapable of, and is half the time as well. What effect would having a genuine healer on hand to simply - heal the King have? No one knows. Because there hasn’t been a non-Oracle healer in centuries. And now there is. A healer is a symbol of divine healer, they’re potent tools, and now Lucis has one.
…everyone is very, very confused about how Nyx can heal. The current theory is probably that he’s somehow very very distantly related to the Nox Fleurets - which he isn’t, but only the Galadhians are going to know that for certain. There is going to be one hell of a stink about what to do with Nyx; it’s probably going to end up a state secret, with Nyx campaigning very hard to remain with the Glaives - and really, he’d do the most good there anyway healing troops on the field, so they might as well let him.
And if they don’t. Ardyn might just take steps. I love your breakdown of how Nyx’s father is going to take the news (probably delivered via phone ASAP as Nyx babbles at his father in confusion and panic and dad what do i do dad) - pride and worry and fear and hastily squashed envy, and even more pride. Because his son. Oh, this is his son, and his son can heal - and his son got it from him, that’s the only explanation, and that means - that means the Astrals failed. Some part of Ardyn - the best part, the part that was named the Sage - lives, and lives in his son. It is - the greatest, and most terrible gift Ardyn could conceive of passing to his offspring.
…Nyx probably gets strict instructions to never. Ever let them make him heal the Starscourge. One, maybe two people in direst need, perhaps, but never. Never let them turn him into an assembly line for healing people of that disease. As you mention in the main fic - Nyx was born with the Starscourge lying dormant in his veins; a fresh ‘infusion’ might wake it up. And even if it didn’t - Ardyn will not let the world turn his son into another Accursed. He refuses. He’ll lay waste to Insomnia himself before he lets that happen.
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charlottedabookworm:
Also known as I got the urge to write a fic where Nyx actually did inherit his father’s healing ability and didn’t know about it until he was desperate and someone he loved was dying and he had absolutely no choice (because Nyx was so sure that he didn’t have that ability and belief can go a long way to making things work).
Anyway, this one pretty much wrote itself - so have a couple thousand words of Nyx trying to heal interspaced with some flashbacks to growing up with Ardyn, that isn’t really angsty at all by my standards.
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in which Nyx inherits Ardyns ability to heal Healer!Nyx au as a kid - Nyx was fascinated with his dad as a healer and wanted to be just like that - and he was heartbroken when his dad said that he couldn’t heal anymore that the Scourge and Bahamut had taken that from him and he sorta - internalised that?and figured that he wouldn’t be able to heal either - and since he was pretty young and hadn’t needed to heal anything he never realised that he had the ability - and then his lack fo belief hampered him until he was *desperate* until he decided that he would give anything to stop another person from dying Ardyn is going to be so *proud* when he finds out - but also so *worried* because he knows what people do to healers - and this has just made his son a target (there is also a very small part of him that is jealous - one he pushes away because this is his *son*) Nyx just wants his brother to stop looking at him like that Also - Lucis is going to be so fucking confused when they get this report
@charlottedabookworm
I just. Love this.
Because Healers? Healers are a big thing. The Oracle is a healer. They’re extremely rare, they’re a potent symbol of the favor of the Astrals, they’re a connection to the divine - and they’re force multipliers.
Healers can get people back on the battlefield when they’d otherwise be incapacitated or otherwise outright unable to do so - as so aptly demonstrated here. They can quite literally singlehandedly turn the tide of a fight - and healers can fix what normal medicine is simply incapable of, and is half the time as well. What effect would having a genuine healer on hand to simply - heal the King have? No one knows. Because there hasn’t been a non-Oracle healer in centuries. And now there is. A healer is a symbol of divine healer, they’re potent tools, and now Lucis has one.
…everyone is very, very confused about how Nyx can heal. The current theory is probably that he’s somehow very very distantly related to the Nox Fleurets - which he isn’t, but only the Galadhians are going to know that for certain. There is going to be one hell of a stink about what to do with Nyx; it’s probably going to end up a state secret, with Nyx campaigning very hard to remain with the Glaives - and really, he’d do the most good there anyway healing troops on the field, so they might as well let him.
And if they don’t. Ardyn might just take steps. I love your breakdown of how Nyx’s father is going to take the news (probably delivered via phone ASAP as Nyx babbles at his father in confusion and panic and dad what do i do dad) - pride and worry and fear and hastily squashed envy, and even more pride. Because his son. Oh, this is his son, and his son can heal - and his son got it from him, that’s the only explanation, and that means - that means the Astrals failed. Some part of Ardyn - the best part, the part that was named the Sage - lives, and lives in his son. It is - the greatest, and most terrible gift Ardyn could conceive of passing to his offspring.
…Nyx probably gets strict instructions to never. Ever let them make him heal the Starscourge. One, maybe two people in direst need, perhaps, but never. Never let them turn him into an assembly line for healing people of that disease. As you mention in the main fic - Nyx was born with the Starscourge lying dormant in his veins; a fresh ‘infusion’ might wake it up. And even if it didn’t - Ardyn will not let the world turn his son into another Accursed. He refuses. He’ll lay waste to Insomnia himself before he lets that happen.
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charlottedabookworm:
Oh Fuck, @hamelin-born has reminded me that the Scourge lays dormant in Nyx’s bloodstream and now I just want it to like, activate.
Like, maybe there’s an assassination attempt on the King that Nyx is the only one who sees it - and he warps in front of the bullet/blade/assassin and ends up taking a hit that destroys a good part of one of his lungs. And he just, doesn’t care - he kills the assassin and stands guard over the King until Clarus can take over and it’s safe and then he collapses.
And Nyx knows that he’s gonna die, he’s known that since he took that blow - but Nyx had always figured that he’d go out like this one day and he’s had a good run and he could never regret dying to save someone else. And he can see the realisation on Regis’ face that one of his glaives is dying for him in the Citadel of all places - because his guards hadn’t been fast enough, hadn’t seent he threat until it was too late.
Nyx collapses and he’s coughing up blood and it’s getting harder and harder to breathe and he’s getting dizzy and cold and honestly, he just wants his father because he’s dying but he knows what his death will do to the man. And there isn’t enough time, Nyx would be dead long before Ardyn could get here & it would get end up with Insomnia being destroyed in Ardyn’s rage.
Then he suddenly feels warm - a warmth that quickly grows to a burning heat, liquid fire flooding through his veins and if he had the breath then he would scream but instead all he can do is thrash about and gasp.
And then he coughs again and it’s getting easier to breathe and Nyx is confused as fuck until he looks down at his hand and sees both red and black and something inside of him shuts down.
Nyx just stares at his hand and at the blood and he’d known that this might happen someday but he’d gone 30yrs and managed to avoid and there had been a part of him that figured he was probably safe. He’s screaming internally and now he wants his father with every part of his being and he doesn’t even realise that he’s reaching out with his magic for the bond that he shares with his father until the man appears before him in a flash of red light.
(Ardyn appears from a meeting from a meeting with Niflheim’s emperor. He left without a second thought when he felt the fear and the rage and the shock and the pain in Nyx’s call - when he felt his son reach out to him in a way that the man had never done before.
Ardyn appears and he sees his son, wearing the uniform of the Glaive that is stained with his own blood. He sees Nyx with a hole in his chest that is slowly healing and the trickle of black blood at his mouth and eyes that are blank and empty and gold.
Ardyn appears and his heart breaks and he wants to rage but instead he wraps his son in his arms and does his best to comfort him.
This is their worst nightmare coming true)
ardynson au where the scourge in Nyx’s blood activates due to traumatic injury and Nyx honestly might have preferred death because he knows just how much of a curse it is and while he’s never been human - not with Ardyn as his father - his blood has never bled black before and he can’t *hide* this - because it happens in front of the King If Nyx asks - Ardyn will murder them all or he would take him away and Nyx could die and Artemis Izunia could reappear and live a happy life (Nyx won’t ask and Ardyn knows it - he’s too attached to the people he loves and they live in Insomnia) Nyx is fucking terrified and Ardyn is heartbroken and Regis is shocked and confused and guilty (and so is Clarus because Ulric took that blow for *his* King and then stood guard until he got there despite the fact he was dying) nyx is ardyn’s son
@charlottedabookworm
This is fantastic and heartbreaking, but I’m - kind of confused, I must admit. I thought - well, my impression was that it was the Curse that kept Ardyn basically alive and prevented him from dying of the StarScourge a long, long time ago. If the latent disease in Nyx’s blood activated - shouldn’t he simply have presented as a normal person who’s come down with the Scourge? (Meaning he’s basically dying from the disease, not being ‘healed’ from it.)
But the impression I’m getting is no, no that’s not what’s happening here at all. Perhaps it’s because he was literally born with said disease, because his father is who and what he is, because Nyx is one of Ramuh’s Chosen - but I’m getting the feeling that the disease activating in his blood is basically making Nyx a second Accursed rather then a ‘standard’ immortal. And I must admit, I’m intrigued by the mention of ‘Artemis Izunia’ reappearing - when has Nyx used that name? That identity?
…I have the sudden mental image of Ardyn basically shoving his son into a pile of the fluffiest, friendliest deamons he can find (namely: Tonberries) as an impronto therapy tool.
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charlottedabookworm:
Oh Fuck, @hamelin-born has reminded me that the Scourge lays dormant in Nyx’s bloodstream and now I just want it to like, activate.
Like, maybe there’s an assassination attempt on the King that Nyx is the only one who sees it - and he warps in front of the bullet/blade/assassin and ends up taking a hit that destroys a good part of one of his lungs. And he just, doesn’t care - he kills the assassin and stands guard over the King until Clarus can take over and it’s safe and then he collapses.
And Nyx knows that he’s gonna die, he’s known that since he took that blow - but Nyx had always figured that he’d go out like this one day and he’s had a good run and he could never regret dying to save someone else. And he can see the realisation on Regis’ face that one of his glaives is dying for him in the Citadel of all places - because his guards hadn’t been fast enough, hadn’t seent he threat until it was too late.
Nyx collapses and he’s coughing up blood and it’s getting harder and harder to breathe and he’s getting dizzy and cold and honestly, he just wants his father because he’s dying but he knows what his death will do to the man. And there isn’t enough time, Nyx would be dead long before Ardyn could get here & it would get end up with Insomnia being destroyed in Ardyn’s rage.
Then he suddenly feels warm - a warmth that quickly grows to a burning heat, liquid fire flooding through his veins and if he had the breath then he would scream but instead all he can do is thrash about and gasp.
And then he coughs again and it’s getting easier to breathe and Nyx is confused as fuck until he looks down at his hand and sees both red and black and something inside of him shuts down.
Nyx just stares at his hand and at the blood and he’d known that this might happen someday but he’d gone 30yrs and managed to avoid and there had been a part of him that figured he was probably safe. He’s screaming internally and now he wants his father with every part of his being and he doesn’t even realise that he’s reaching out with his magic for the bond that he shares with his father until the man appears before him in a flash of red light.
(Ardyn appears from a meeting from a meeting with Niflheim’s emperor. He left without a second thought when he felt the fear and the rage and the shock and the pain in Nyx’s call - when he felt his son reach out to him in a way that the man had never done before.
Ardyn appears and he sees his son, wearing the uniform of the Glaive that is stained with his own blood. He sees Nyx with a hole in his chest that is slowly healing and the trickle of black blood at his mouth and eyes that are blank and empty and gold.
Ardyn appears and his heart breaks and he wants to rage but instead he wraps his son in his arms and does his best to comfort him.
This is their worst nightmare coming true)
ardynson au where the scourge in Nyx’s blood activates due to traumatic injury and Nyx honestly might have preferred death because he knows just how much of a curse it is and while he’s never been human - not with Ardyn as his father - his blood has never bled black before and he can’t *hide* this - because it happens in front of the King If Nyx asks - Ardyn will murder them all or he would take him away and Nyx could die and Artemis Izunia could reappear and live a happy life (Nyx won’t ask and Ardyn knows it - he’s too attached to the people he loves and they live in Insomnia) Nyx is fucking terrified and Ardyn is heartbroken and Regis is shocked and confused and guilty (and so is Clarus because Ulric took that blow for *his* King and then stood guard until he got there despite the fact he was dying) nyx is ardyn’s son
@charlottedabookworm
This is fantastic and heartbreaking, but I’m - kind of confused, I must admit. I thought - well, my impression was that it was the Curse that kept Ardyn basically alive and prevented him from dying of the StarScourge a long, long time ago. If the latent disease in Nyx’s blood activated - shouldn’t he simply have presented as a normal person who’s come down with the Scourge? (Meaning he’s basically dying from the disease, not being ‘healed’ from it.)
But the impression I’m getting is no, no that’s not what’s happening here at all. Perhaps it’s because he was literally born with said disease, because his father is who and what he is, because Nyx is one of Ramuh’s Chosen - but I’m getting the feeling that the disease activating in his blood is basically making Nyx a second Accursed rather then a ‘standard’ immortal. And I must admit, I’m intrigued by the mention of ‘Artemis Izunia’ reappearing - when has Nyx used that name? That identity?
…I have the sudden mental image of Ardyn basically shoving his son into a pile of the fluffiest, friendliest deamons he can find (namely: Tonberries) as an impronto therapy tool.
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The Great among these spirits the Elves name the Valar, the Powers of Arda, and Men have often called them gods. The Lords of the Valar are seven; and the Valier, the Queens of the Valar, are seven also. These were their names in the Elvish tongue as it was spoken in Valinor, though they have other names in the speech of the Elves in Middle-earth, and their names among Men are manifold. The names of the Lords in due order are: Manwe, Ulmo, Aule, Orome, Mandos, Lorien, and Tulkas; and the names of the Queens are: Varda, Yavanna, Nienna, Este, Vaire, Vana, and Nessa. Melkor is counted no longer among the Valar, and his name is not spoken upon Earth.
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The Great among these spirits the Elves name the Valar, the Powers of Arda, and Men have often called them gods. The Lords of the Valar are seven; and the Valier, the Queens of the Valar, are seven also. These were their names in the Elvish tongue as it was spoken in Valinor, though they have other names in the speech of the Elves in Middle-earth, and their names among Men are manifold. The names of the Lords in due order are: Manwe, Ulmo, Aule, Orome, Mandos, Lorien, and Tulkas; and the names of the Queens are: Varda, Yavanna, Nienna, Este, Vaire, Vana, and Nessa. Melkor is counted no longer among the Valar, and his name is not spoken upon Earth.
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Ace just got back from a mission that took him to Gralea in order to get information on troop movements so that the next time his husband went out on a mission he would have a better chance of surviving.
He got back just as Nyx was leaving for the Citadel. Kissed him, goodbye and then promptly collapsed on their bed and was dead to the world for three hours before he was woken up again by the sound of someone screaming coming from downstairs.
Before he knows what he’s doing, he’s gotten up off the bed and is making his way downstairs and into the part of the building that houses the restaurant/bar portion of it.
Normally, he’d try to at least negotiate with the people holding his patrons and workers hostage, as it is, he’s tired and more than a little pissed off.
So he hits all of the hostage takers with lightning bolts, not powerful enough to kill but powerful enough to knock them out, gives his the shift manager instructions to call the police or Glaives or whatever, and stumbles back upstairs to go to bed.
Unknown to him, someone was livestreaming the entire thing and less than ten minutes later Ace wakes up to someone pounding at his door,
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Ace just got back from a mission that took him to Gralea in order to get information on troop movements so that the next time his husband went out on a mission he would have a better chance of surviving.
He got back just as Nyx was leaving for the Citadel. Kissed him, goodbye and then promptly collapsed on their bed and was dead to the world for three hours before he was woken up again by the sound of someone screaming coming from downstairs.
Before he knows what he’s doing, he’s gotten up off the bed and is making his way downstairs and into the part of the building that houses the restaurant/bar portion of it.
Normally, he’d try to at least negotiate with the people holding his patrons and workers hostage, as it is, he’s tired and more than a little pissed off.
So he hits all of the hostage takers with lightning bolts, not powerful enough to kill but powerful enough to knock them out, gives his the shift manager instructions to call the police or Glaives or whatever, and stumbles back upstairs to go to bed.
Unknown to him, someone was livestreaming the entire thing and less than ten minutes later Ace wakes up to someone pounding at his door,
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It depends on if they tried to settle on earth before or not. (Not really, they are fucked either way.)
On a 1 to 10 scale of how fucked they are:
If they tried before: There are stories told through generations, of terrible beings, with no mercy or compassion. That followed arbitrary rules and claimed to never lie while deceiving everyone. They might have found out they can be kept away with iron, and particular kinds of wood.
8/10 the smart ones would have a fighting chance and probably remember enough to NOPE the fuck out.
If it’s the first time the come in contact with the Fae and are peaceful: These nice people welcomed us and invited us to a feast. 10/10 they belong to the fae now. Negotiations might be started, but you know how they have a way with words.
If it’s the first time and they don’t come with good intentions: Any and all transgressions will be met with the full wrath of Summer and Winter at their most unforgiving. Spring and Autumn will use their remains to ensure a good harvest.
15/10 The Yl’goth tried to invade the blue planet. ‘The who?’ That’s why no one goes near the blue planet anymore.
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It depends on if they tried to settle on earth before or not. (Not really, they are fucked either way.)
On a 1 to 10 scale of how fucked they are:
If they tried before: There are stories told through generations, of terrible beings, with no mercy or compassion. That followed arbitrary rules and claimed to never lie while deceiving everyone. They might have found out they can be kept away with iron, and particular kinds of wood.
8/10 the smart ones would have a fighting chance and probably remember enough to NOPE the fuck out.
If it’s the first time the come in contact with the Fae and are peaceful: These nice people welcomed us and invited us to a feast. 10/10 they belong to the fae now. Negotiations might be started, but you know how they have a way with words.
If it’s the first time and they don’t come with good intentions: Any and all transgressions will be met with the full wrath of Summer and Winter at their most unforgiving. Spring and Autumn will use their remains to ensure a good harvest.
15/10 The Yl’goth tried to invade the blue planet. ‘The who?’ That’s why no one goes near the blue planet anymore.
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*hugs you all* Because today is a day for hugs, and I’m going to run out of spoons if I go putting hugs in everyone’s ask box.
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“Hail, Nyx Anatolios. Son of the Sage, Prince of the Forgotten, The Blue Coeurl of Galahd. Accursed Childe, Lightning Chaser, The Knight. Chosen of the Fulgarian, Eldest Child of House Ulric, Regent of Galahd, Firstborn son of King Ardyn Lucis Caelum.” Nyx kept his eyes on the spectral figure, even as the words echoed against the stone around them. “We, Rulers of Yore, greet You and welcome You, Blood of our Blood, among these halls. May You find safety and sanctity here.”
“Hail, Crepera Thana. Daughter of the Ravager, Queen of Lucis, Insomnia’s Dusk. The Mist in the Darkness, The Shadow of Eos, Star of Mourning, The Rogue. Blessed of the Draconian, Child of the Line of Lucis Caelum, Firstborn child of King Marius Lucis Caelum.” And, surrounded by the spectral forms of the Kings of Yore, he had never been more glad for the rituals that his father had drilled into his head. It was instinctive to bow his head at the exact angle of a blood-kin Prince and Regent of a foreign Kingdom to a King, it was instinct to stand straight and proud and relaxed. The ritual words spilled from his lips without a second thought, “I, Nyx Anatolios, son of Alya, son of Ardyn, Regent of Galahd and Prince of the Forgotten greet and thank You, Blood of my Blood, Kin of my Kin. For as long as I walk these walls, you have my Oath that I shall protect these people as though they were my own. May my presence bring security and kinship.”
A beat passed, as Nyx looked directly into the eyes of the Rogue herself and refused to look away – refused to lose this first battle of wills. Then, with a bow of her head, The Rogue Queen vanished, and with her the rest of the Kings of Yore.
Breathing out a sigh of relief, Nyx relaxed from where he had been subtly preparing himself for a fight. Noise startled him, and he swung around only to be greeted by the shocked face of the King of Lucis.
Of fucking course.
#just something that I’ve been playing around with#cause I wanted a decent list of titles for Nyx - and then I realised that I only had one for TimeisCruel#so this one is for standard Ardynson verse#and Nyx’s name means the Dawn in the Darkness (ish)#pretty much all of this is made up - except for the Rogue Queens first name#that’s canon#ffxv#ardynson au#nyx ulric
Nice. And of course Regis would be there, and Regis more then anyone else - Regis, who has also had protocol drummed into him from an early age - would get the nuances of the exchange. The exact angle and degree of Nyx’s bow, the ease with which the list of titles spills across his lips, body language, what is said, what is not said - wait a moment, did he say Lucis Caelum?
…honestly, I always love everyone’s reactions to these revelations.
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“Hail, Nyx Anatolios. Son of the Sage, Prince of the Forgotten, The Blue Coeurl of Galahd. Accursed Childe, Lightning Chaser, The Knight. Chosen of the Fulgarian, Eldest Child of House Ulric, Regent of Galahd, Firstborn son of King Ardyn Lucis Caelum.” Nyx kept his eyes on the spectral figure, even as the words echoed against the stone around them. “We, Rulers of Yore, greet You and welcome You, Blood of our Blood, among these halls. May You find safety and sanctity here.”
“Hail, Crepera Thana. Daughter of the Ravager, Queen of Lucis, Insomnia’s Dusk. The Mist in the Darkness, The Shadow of Eos, Star of Mourning, The Rogue. Blessed of the Draconian, Child of the Line of Lucis Caelum, Firstborn child of King Marius Lucis Caelum.” And, surrounded by the spectral forms of the Kings of Yore, he had never been more glad for the rituals that his father had drilled into his head. It was instinctive to bow his head at the exact angle of a blood-kin Prince and Regent of a foreign Kingdom to a King, it was instinct to stand straight and proud and relaxed. The ritual words spilled from his lips without a second thought, “I, Nyx Anatolios, son of Alya, son of Ardyn, Regent of Galahd and Prince of the Forgotten greet and thank You, Blood of my Blood, Kin of my Kin. For as long as I walk these walls, you have my Oath that I shall protect these people as though they were my own. May my presence bring security and kinship.”
A beat passed, as Nyx looked directly into the eyes of the Rogue herself and refused to look away – refused to lose this first battle of wills. Then, with a bow of her head, The Rogue Queen vanished, and with her the rest of the Kings of Yore.
Breathing out a sigh of relief, Nyx relaxed from where he had been subtly preparing himself for a fight. Noise startled him, and he swung around only to be greeted by the shocked face of the King of Lucis.
Of fucking course.
#just something that I’ve been playing around with#cause I wanted a decent list of titles for Nyx - and then I realised that I only had one for TimeisCruel#so this one is for standard Ardynson verse#and Nyx’s name means the Dawn in the Darkness (ish)#pretty much all of this is made up - except for the Rogue Queens first name#that’s canon#ffxv#ardynson au#nyx ulric
Nice. And of course Regis would be there, and Regis more then anyone else - Regis, who has also had protocol drummed into him from an early age - would get the nuances of the exchange. The exact angle and degree of Nyx’s bow, the ease with which the list of titles spills across his lips, body language, what is said, what is not said - wait a moment, did he say Lucis Caelum?
…honestly, I always love everyone’s reactions to these revelations.
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It depends on if they tried to settle on earth before or not. (Not really, they are fucked either way.)
On a 1 to 10 scale of how fucked they are:
If they tried before: There are stories told through generations, of terrible beings, with no mercy or compassion. That followed arbitrary rules and claimed to never lie while deceiving everyone. They might have found out they can be kept away with iron, and particular kinds of wood.
8/10 the smart ones would have a fighting chance and probably remember enough to NOPE the fuck out.
If it’s the first time the come in contact with the Fae and are peaceful: These nice people welcomed us and invited us to a feast. 10/10 they belong to the fae now. Negotiations might be started, but you know how they have a way with words.
If it’s the first time and they don’t come with good intentions: Any and all transgressions will be met with the full wrath of Summer and Winter at their most unforgiving. Spring and Autumn will use their remains to ensure a good harvest.
15/10 The Yl’goth tried to invade the blue planet. ‘The who?’ That’s why no one goes near the blue planet anymore.
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It depends on if they tried to settle on earth before or not. (Not really, they are fucked either way.)
On a 1 to 10 scale of how fucked they are:
If they tried before: There are stories told through generations, of terrible beings, with no mercy or compassion. That followed arbitrary rules and claimed to never lie while deceiving everyone. They might have found out they can be kept away with iron, and particular kinds of wood.
8/10 the smart ones would have a fighting chance and probably remember enough to NOPE the fuck out.
If it’s the first time the come in contact with the Fae and are peaceful: These nice people welcomed us and invited us to a feast. 10/10 they belong to the fae now. Negotiations might be started, but you know how they have a way with words.
If it’s the first time and they don’t come with good intentions: Any and all transgressions will be met with the full wrath of Summer and Winter at their most unforgiving. Spring and Autumn will use their remains to ensure a good harvest.
15/10 The Yl’goth tried to invade the blue planet. ‘The who?’ That’s why no one goes near the blue planet anymore.
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