curruid_coinchenn: (are heard cries for mercy)
ʙᴇʀsᴇʀᴋᴇʀ [ Cᴜ́ Cʜᴜʟᴀɪɴɴ Aʟᴛᴇʀ ] ([personal profile] curruid_coinchenn) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2020-09-08 10:04 pm

Septeril Quest and Catch-All Log [OPEN]

Who: Berserker (Cú Chulainn Alter) and you!
When: Throughout Septeril
Where: Various places
What: Quests and event threads and other things
Warnings: None so far but check the thread headers for specific warnings


[ 1. An Apple A Day (Wilde Quest #3) ]

[ It's difficult to disturb someone who's been plagued by nightmares for most of their life. Memories of bloody battlefields, mountains of corpses, a wall built from the bones of his enemies...What the moths are showing him in an attempt to get him to go away is nothing his own mind hasn't shown him before. Even the bloodied dead bodies of his bonded aren't enough to disturb him.

It seems that whoever he's working alongside to eliminate the moths isn't as lucky, though. Berserker gives them an indifferent look. ]


Get a hold of yourself...Do you always give in so easily? If you do, you might have a worse problem here soon.

[ Because how do you deal with nightmarish illusions? You fight them with ones of your own -- in this case, his poison breath. ]

[ 2. Wildcard ]

[ Got an idea? Did we plot something out? Drop me a starter or PM me here/on discord glitzkrieg#0673! ]

ua_duibhne: (o38)

[personal profile] ua_duibhne 2020-09-14 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Now that the tears have started, he can't seem to stop them but at least he manages to do it silently. That's something he's come to understand about bonds; if they grow strong enough, the emotion that comes through them can be overwhelming to the extreme. Diarmuid holds onto him like a raft in a storm, unable to decide whether to focus more on calming down or stopping it seeping through to Berserker. Too little, too late for both, really. His pride would be in tatters had he any to spare right now.

Breathing slows, his rabbit's race of a heartbeat settles and so too does Diarmuid, sinking into his arms without resistance.]


I believe you. [When he looks up his face is flushed but his eyes are more focused than they have been for a while now.] But I still don't understand why.
ua_duibhne: (o65)

[personal profile] ua_duibhne 2020-09-18 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's a certain catharsis in hearing his loyalty praised and yet Diarmuid's eyes remain clouded, his hands still trembling. What else? What else is there to him? As a knight he should want nothing more than to be recognised for his devotion and service but he finds himself wanting. When he inevitably falls short, what is left to actually like about him? A pretty face masking a too-sensitive, coarse, weak heart. Fionn had thought as much. Kayneth had thought worse but that doesn't really hurt as much anymore.

As the empty feeling in his chest swells, he tries to fill it with reassurances and the warmth of Berserker's smile. It works, for the most part.]


... I just want you to find some kind of happiness. [Diarmuid smiles and cuffs at his eyes with his knuckles, brushing the tears still caught in his lashes away.] I could never begrudge you anything that brings you closer to that.