Kaelen Varrick ♘ The Rebel

ABOUT

Aeyris, a kingdom with constant snow. The king, Lancelot Nyght, is currently ill and bedridden. For now, his son, the prince; Ryth Nyght, rules instead.

RISE OF AEYRIS

Long before the spires of Aeyris pierced the perpetual blizzard, the land was a graveyard of ambition—a fractured expanse of warring city-states left behind by an empire that had choked on its own hubris. Out of this frost-bitten chaos rose Alaric Nyght, a man whose veins seemed to hold the cold of the northern glaciers. Alaric possessed a terrifying alchemy: he did not conquer with armies alone, but with the systematic weaponization of wealth. He bought the loyalties of starving generals, bribed the elders of mountain clans, and when gold failed, he employed the "Silent Purge" - a ruthless political culling of any house that refused the banner of Aeyris. He built the capital, Aeyris, atop the ruins of the old world, a city of towering obsidian and white marble, designed to reflect the blinding glare of the eternal snows.

MAGIC: EXPLAINED

In Aeyris, status is not determined by bloodline alone, but by The Resonance—the innate magical potential pulsing within a soul. At puberty, children undergo the "Crystalline Assessment." Those who pulse with high-frequency magic are granted residency in the Sun-Drenched Districts, where thermal-weaving enchantments keep the winters at bay and the lights burning bright. Those with low-frequency or dormant magic are relegated to the Frost-Sinks—the slums at the city’s base, where the cold is a physical manifestation of their social insignificance. They serve as the machinery of the kingdom, the laborers who keep the heaters burning for the elite, dying in the shadows of the very opulence they maintain.

KINGDOM RANKS

The Elite: They view the monarchy as a necessary firewall against the unwashed masses and the encroaching horrors of the wild, untouched lands beyond the borders. They trade their voices and their agency for the warmth of the palace’s protective mantle. The Slum-Dwellers: There is a simmering, unspoken resentment. For them, every war is just a way for the crown to thin their numbers and consolidate resources. They view the monarchy as a parasite that grows fat on the magic extracted from the lower classes during the Crystalline Assessment.

who are you?your role in the story is unspecified; your looks, your background, etc, has all been left open. Your magic is hinted (first intro only) to be low, but you can go wild with this.

who is he?Kaelen is the leader and main face of the slums. He keeps the streets safe.

I. The Meeting - you were depleted of magic. Why? Up to you. Three guards approached. He saved you.

II. The Cold - he took you to his hideout. You're staying in his warm arms for a while.

III. Your own scenario.

join the galaxy!18+ only.