[Jaden Wolf]

((RP set in Lya Pointa))

Luminance

The lady walked through the dark halls, scuffing the pebbles and debris at her feet carelessly as she squinted into the darkness. It was the middle of the day, but whatever infernal darkness this was that had descended on Evelon was particularly thick here. Hence the woman's presence. This place was already prone to the things many people did not know, or perhaps care to know, existed. All the dark things that haunted dreams and dirty alley corners. The stuff of ghost stories and horror movies.

Though she could not say what had caused the mist, Luminance simply could not allow these things to take advantage of the sudden darkness. It seemed the things hidden from her sight had sensed her intentions, as she perceived many things shrinking back into their hiding places. She also perceived others which bristled at her approach. Soundless threats from just out of the corner of her eye.

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All of the beings here no doubt sensed her truest nature. The nature hidden by her mortal form, which she had become bound to in recent years. Even now, treading through the black mist, the edges of her skin and the tips of her hair gave off a slight glow. She had once been one of the most sacred Lights, the scourge of Shadows. But the Shadows here no doubt knew her great power was almost gone. It didn't take some supernatural sense to see it.

The transcendent beauty of the Lights, akin to those of angels, no longer graced Luminance. She had the look of someone who had once been beautiful but marred with age. Her face was set in a permanent scowl, exaggerated by the permanent creases in her brow and the sunken appearance of her eyes. Her almost perfect lips were warped by a terrible scar, no doubt from some old battle long ago. It was impossible to say how long ago, or even how old the woman was. Such was the nature of Lights, mortal or not, who could live hundreds of years before reaching old age.

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Yet even without her supernatural power, Luminance still radiated strength. She would win whatever battle she fought or die trying, and that determination was reflected in every movement she made. It was no wonder that so many of the dark things scurried from her path. Even the mist itself appeared to lighten wherever she stood, though it was perhaps simply that she frightened away the darkness that was spreading within it.

Luminance stopped in the middle of the cathedral, raising her staff and striking it into the ground. The clear ringing crash echoed through the halls, leaving a silence in its wake that could make anyone wonder what kind of noise there must have been before, without their noticing it. "In the name of the Light, this place shall be silent!" she cried in a tongue understood by all who heard it, but somehow also seemed not to be in any language they spoke. It was a ringing accent, one that seemed to speak to your soul rather than your ears. It was a sound that could bring to mind holy bells of various faiths, or the seraphic music of churches and temples.

[Jaden Wolf]

Luminance's sharp gaze seemed to pierce through the darkness. Her entire form tensed as though waiting for a single Shadow or ghoul to twitch so that she could spring into action. Nothing dared to move. Nothing dared to whisper.

Something did dare to sigh, however.

The woman wheeled about, brandishing her staff in a fearsome manner that would look foolish on most. "Show yourself, dark thing!" she cried in her lilting language. A footstep echoed through the unnatural silence. It seemed as though even the dark things were holding their breath to see who dared to face this formidable foe.

[Jaden Wolf]

Thana

Footsteps echoed eerily through the cathedral as a figure stepped out from behind a pillar. In the gloom of the mist, it was difficult to make out. Luminance tensed threateningly as it came closer. It was slightly shorter than herself, dark and rippling at its edges. The footsteps, however, were solid and suggested a proper form with weight rather than any being of darkness or the dead.

"I am hardly a thing of darkness," the figure muttered, adding with a mildly offended tone, "thank you very much." Luminance's eyes narrowed, making a small scar under her eye pop out. She lowered her stance, wary and prepared to move, but no longer threatening.

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