Haha. No, not quite - well, maybe a little, but...
I don't know if I've told many people about it, since I'm not really associated with them anymore, but... protection sort of runs in our blood.
[ sometimes you give up your house name. but! storytime!! ]
The story goes that centuries ago, my ancestor served alongside the Great King Beowulf of Hornburg as a brother in arms. Along with a few others, they sealed the Gate of Finis - the gate to Hell - using powerful relics known as the dragonstones. Once the Gate was sealed and the battle was won, the King entrusted my ancestor with protecting and guarding these treasures of the continent so they may not fall into evil hands. Over time, we ended up guarding more and more of similar objects, though the dragonstones were the most precious of all. The heirlooms and treasures of the continent were kept safe in the Ravus vault, no matter what enemies or fiends would come to try to take them.
To be a Ravus means to be a protector. And though I am no longer of my house, the lessons of it have never left me.
...I've never chosen to believe in the importance of blood and how it shapes a person. People put too much worth in it... people's origins. Where they came from, and not where they are now.
Of course. If it's what you want, it's a different story.
But it's nicer to believe it's because of your choice, and not because your blood dictated it to be an inevitable fate.
Well - it's less like blood, but, maybe it's more like the lessons I was taught.
[ with a little laugh. ]
My father was a very wise man. And... I do like to think what strength I have earned was strength I was not born to! At least, now. I've worked pretty hard to be able to protect everyone that I can.
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flameguard) wrote2024-06-10 03:26 pm
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[ Not like this. ]
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[ lighthearted!!!! but also, sad. ]
So... I guess as long as she's happy, that'd be okay.
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[ Backs off the light counter-bully. ]
Always thinking of others, Rondo...
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[ there's a warm smile - he doesn't seem too sad about it. ] That's my job as a big brother, though, you know? To look out for her.
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[ He's just got a natural big brother instinct in him... ]
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I don't know if I've told many people about it, since I'm not really associated with them anymore, but... protection sort of runs in our blood.
[ sometimes you give up your house name. but! storytime!! ]
The story goes that centuries ago, my ancestor served alongside the Great King Beowulf of Hornburg as a brother in arms. Along with a few others, they sealed the Gate of Finis - the gate to Hell - using powerful relics known as the dragonstones. Once the Gate was sealed and the battle was won, the King entrusted my ancestor with protecting and guarding these treasures of the continent so they may not fall into evil hands. Over time, we ended up guarding more and more of similar objects, though the dragonstones were the most precious of all. The heirlooms and treasures of the continent were kept safe in the Ravus vault, no matter what enemies or fiends would come to try to take them.
To be a Ravus means to be a protector. And though I am no longer of my house, the lessons of it have never left me.
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Of course. If it's what you want, it's a different story.
But it's nicer to believe it's because of your choice, and not because your blood dictated it to be an inevitable fate.
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[ with a little laugh. ]
My father was a very wise man. And... I do like to think what strength I have earned was strength I was not born to! At least, now. I've worked pretty hard to be able to protect everyone that I can.
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Your life is what you built.