Mathias' Journal - Entry #2

Mathias' Journal - Entry #2

I don't believe in fraternising with the mortals and unmagicked, but I will do what I must to see my people rise again. We need allies. There will be others connected to Fae and Magicks who aren't of Avaloren blood. Perhaps they are useful tools, arro...

03:21 pm - 23.01.2023

Music for Mathias and the Avaloren's - The Kingdom has fallen: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fDhUB2kWkOo - Trust no one, especially your neighbour: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eduwBgDcMwY - Rise of a New Avaloren: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S5ZmI0F64DY - This is not cruelty, it is justice:: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D8EMdr6nsQU

Mathias sketches the way he wishes his people could walk around in public. Displaying armour and regalia of the Old Ways, while walking in the form the Fae Wild gifted them.

"I do not fight for myself. I never have."

"Beware the beasts of the Fae Wild. There is one trapped inside all of us. Beware the curse that forced us to flee. Do not trust anyone, for we are alone." - Avaloren Mothers Lullaby

Ancient Avaloren, its sophisticated advanced state, meshed with the wonders of the Old Ways. Few drawings survive among our secluded packs, of what the home isles truly looked like before we were cursed. Now this ancient land will have doubtlessly fallen to disrepair - overrun by the pure beasts summoned from the Fae Wild.

"I woke last night, having dreamt of a time my brother and I snuck to the mouth of the sewer, where the flow meets the river. We sat on the stone opening for hours, just looking up a the stars. We wondered how many other Avaloren's had dared to do the same. I know now, its pitifully little."

Mathias' Journal - Entry #1

Our people are finite - dying. No one seems to care, not inside the packs and those that know of us, and especially the mortals and unmagicked, those who would seek to destroy us. We can reproduce yes, but Avaloren blood is thinning. And no one seems to...

10:36 pm - 22.01.2023

"If you wish to step out from the Shadows, it will be your end. There is a reason why we have been hidden, the world does not want our gifts, our curse."

"I am tired of pretending to outsiders that we are not of the Fae Wild, not of the Old Ways. Avaloren fell to mistrust and deceit, our ancestors lost everything when they dared split apart. No longer. If we are to reclaim what we lost, we must embrace our curse as a gift, and unite the Packs of Avaloren's scattered across this world. Only then may we find our way home."