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[usurpers]

Name: un: eren jaeger
Date: december 10th
Format: text

the snow isn't snow. not all of it.
the flurries taste like mint and there are things blending with them. the elders said they sound like ice pixis.
i couldntc atch anything the melt right onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
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but i heard compla;ning

[ obviously someone would complain if they got eaten! a few moments later: ]

the elders have stories about them being part of The Courts, changing the seasons. nasty, mischievous, know how to hold a grudge if you don’t like the cold, but nothing’s happened to me, at least.

does anyone know more about these? any try to catch them to confirm? if they caused this storm, makes a lot more sense.

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[joies]

[Once a menace, always a menace!! Though she notes his reaction to the brew, inquisitive eye watching as he takes a lick and how he seems to at ease yet alert once more. The flower dragon then takes a sip of her own, her own eye becoming much more dilated in response, very much like a cat who spotted something it likes.

And as her tail twines a little more with his own, she takes a moment to mull over his question. Now that she's far more alert, it doesn't take so long for her brain to actually process... well, anything.]

Hmm... There's nothing like that. In my world, the True Fae don't rule over the Courts, rather it's the changelings. For example, I rule over the Spring Court.

[And with that, she just... casually brings up that she's one of the Seasonal Monarchs in her world. With another sip of her drink, she continues on seamlessly, as if she didn't reveal a rather important titbit about herself. After all, in a place like this, her crown basically means nothing - and she finds she prefers it that way.]

The True Fae actually protect themselves by splitting their titles into servants, or using changelings still held captive by them.

[That wasn't her fate, she was more an ornament to be admired and prodded at - the others who were captive with her, however, had far more bloody roles.]

[usurpers]

[ she’s correct in thinking it meant little here— eren treats it very much the same way. it was difficult for him to say (and for she to accept) calling her human outright, but, probably more than that, she was simply a being, here. people should be looked to for who they are either way, and not for the title they carry. should. the world never works that way, but eren tries to keep that personal flow in aefenglom. his coil on her remains comfortable, and his attention piqued.

it’s all important to hear nonetheless, considering the topic at hand. the words meant little— changelings, specifically. ]

Before we go anywhere else, [ like the monster, that he wants to inform her about (he takes a sip of tea, wets his lips), ] what’s a changeling?

[joies]

[Aha, and there's the important question. Really, she should've expected that not everyone is aware of what a changeling is, but she was so used to it being commonplace back home...

But how to explain it? How to explain what she is, what Asura and all her friends are, in a few words. Her expression takes on an uncharacteristic expression, deep in thought as her eye watches her wavering reflection in her tea.]

Hmm... The easiest way to describe it is that we are once humans, who had been kidnapped by the True Fae. Thanks to them and the time we spent in their realm, we have become partly Fae ourselves. That is a changeling.

[There's... a lot more to it. But that's the basic gist of it, without going into the 'how' they are changed and how much it can vary.]

[usurpers]

[ it makes his blood boil. the combination of fae and kidnapped makes eren’s brow twitch, slightly before he holds his cool, and his features remain mostly the same. it was small, but something about fae . . .

he didn’t know what it was, but this time, the feeling was closer to hostility than liking. either way, more questions stem— but he nods, and focuses, with another sip to wet his lips with burning and spice. ]

The True Fae’s domain here is said to have a monster that guards its entry— Most likely a chimera. [ from his pocket, eren shuffles, removes a folded piece of paper— and unfolds it to reveal a painting. ] The last people who went on the expedition and saw it lost their minds. Apparently— It devours magic.

[ another beat, and eren adds: ]

They said there was crystal where they found it, but the ones close to it were black. The other accounts that could still speak point to it being infected.