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Season: Fall '24
Location: Brimstrond, Fellfang

The feathered ghost had been following her for weeks now. Always out of reach, but never out of sight. It'd been interesting at first, merely a curiosity. Virago hadn't paid the bird any mind. They were always near, yet never in her way. But their constant presence had become... irksome. Especially now as their unsettling, red eyes bore through her skin as she attempted to make her rounds.

With little warning, she swiveled towards where they stood perched upon a nearby branch. Always watching. Waiting.

A low growl forms at the back of her throat."Stop. Following. Me."

The bird doesn't blink. Their face remains as cold and unrevealing as before.

"I only wish to serve," she says, finally. At this, Virago's frown deepens.

What the fuck?

"I didn't ask you to."

"It matters not. Eidolon chooses who Eidolon serves. And Eidolon has chosen you."

I wanted to do more for this but I just don't have the energy/motivation for a lot of writing rn so this will have to do. Not feeling great about the writing but what can ya do T-T

Takes place shortly before the night of Ondmuna.

Looks like now Virago, unwillingly, has a familiar 💀

Art, Virago, & Eidolon (c) me