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Gavain's Quarters - After hours relaxation (and character development)

Posted Dec. 5, 2018, 12:28 a.m. by Lieutenant Gavain (Chief Operations Officer) (Riley W)

Gavain relaxed in his quarters, his scaled feet draped over a footstool and his head wrapped in a damp towel. “Aah…” he sighed happily as the warmth of the water seeped through his scales and down to the tissue layer. It was quite a relaxing time, one which he looked forward to each and every evening. “Computer, play… Heart of the Empress, starting in act two, scene one.” he ordered. The computer beeped, and within moments a haunting operatic melody began to play, filling the room with the Hatriku Opera. A beautiful story, sung in a language no longer spoken widely, it told the tale of the Empress of Ice, goddess Gla’si’na, falling in love with a man and confining herself to a mortal body, only to watch him die in her now aged arms mere decades later, not having truly understood the passage of time. The opera then detailed her return to her immortal form, her journey to the dark moon, and her begging Va’al for one last moment with her love. Va’al was able to do better, turning Gla’si’na’s love into the first of the frost people - the ug’las’ri - and he was also able to use his magic to slightly extend the lifespans of the people Gla’si’na favoured most - the Hatriku. Gavain smiled as he listened to the beautiful voice of the singer.

“Ah, Gla’si’na. Today was quite a day. I’m glad it’s over, but at the same time… I’m looking forward to tomorrow. You are one of the few of your kind who really understands the passage of time. Perhaps it is that very fact that makes you lesser in the eyes of the Prime Trio. But I love your winter, and the seasons of your fellows as well. I am glad for the beauty of winter… I am glad for the order amongst the chaos of this world…” He sighed deeply, and began to unwrap the now cooled towel from his head. Once it had been rinsed in more hot water, he draped it over his chest and shoulder and lay back again, grabbing a small scrub brush and gently scrubbing his slightly softened head scales, getting out all the sweat of the day while he listened to his opera.

Gavain


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