Aster And Chayfen, Love's Lock

Arakadia·9/5/2016, 7:15:54 AM·1 votes·380 views

Imagine this old lady a little younger and more Ionian.

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Lore: Aster and Chayfen lived in northern Ionia, in a busy village full of activity and bustling people. The two lovers were begining to feel the pull of age.

Neither of them though, will ever forget the day the Ionian general and his horsemen walked through their village will grave news. Due to the attack of Noxus, Ionia's government was running shorter and shorter of soldiers. And when Aster learned of their decision to take the eldest male from every family to join their army, her heart grew solemn. She couldn't bear to see the love of her life leave, much less see him never return. Chayfen had to go, and to save his wife the pain he left during the night. In the morning she found one trace of him, a note and a stone with Chayfen scrawled across it.

Time passed and Aster grew worried for her husband. Every morning and every night she prayed to the gods with Chayfen's stone in hand. Terrified at the lack of news from him, she had to prepare for the worst. Traveling to the mountains, she searched for the Warlock In Green, an old man who lived in the mountains. He had come down from the mountains with his cart many times and she knew the path.

Eventually she found his withered, worn, shack. She pleaded for a way to save her husband, as the man had been rumored to wield magiks. The old man agreed to help her, but he would take Chayfen's stone as payment. Sobbing as she gave her last peice of Chayfen away, the Warlock In Green told her he would speak with the gods the following full moon. She left his home, feeling empty.

Weeks went by silently and the village that once was chaotic and plentiful grew grey and quiet. No word from the Warlock in Green or the gods. Until that day when a group of horsemen and their cart made their way into the village. Until that day when they delivered Chayfen's body to her. The old, poor women felt her world crumble around her. Her beauty, her wit, her quick hands, and her love all taken by time. Even Chayfen's stone was taken by that lying old man. For hours she wept with her husbands cold body. Until she could take it no more, she cremated the warriors body.

7 days passed and it was a full moon. This specific night was special. Aster was holding one of the few objects she held, an old knife, contemplating the value of her life. She put the knife away and walked to Chayfen's ash pot. "Oh Chayfen, what am I to do..." she mumbled half heatedly. She channeled her inner being, trying to meditate. Then suddenly the winds swirled and the trees blew. Light gathered in front of her, and Chayfen appeared. His green, ghostly form stared lovingly at her in a sad way. Without a word she focused her being, pulling Chayfen deeper into this world, hoping the Warlock in Green had done something with Chayfen's stone. The pressure built and the loudest of sounds beat at Aster's ears. And suddenly, all was quiet. Chayfen and Aster were alone. Chayfen felt more solid, more connected, but he was still dead. Aster's love had brought his spirit back as some Astral Projection, but his soul was fragmented. His soul had been shattered, and she knew unless she fixed him anew he would not stay in this world forever.

Locked together by their tremendous love, Aster lives to reforge Chayfen's soul and Chayfen to protect Aster.

[I will post the kit soon. This is a "teaser" if you will. Expect the kit to be Aster as a human witch-esq character with Chayfen playing a role similar to Tibbers but summoned/summoned more often and used as spells sometimes without a health bar.]

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