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I have to do stuff today but god this is so distracting, I still have like.......... that fiction afterglow you get at the tail end of a really good story.

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D&D, fictional death cw 

So, I haven't been on Mastodon a ton and therefore haven't recapped my D&D game that much lately either. The campaign is still going, our party is currently racing against the clock trying to prevent Orcus from busting into the Material Plane with an army before some of the assassins he's been sending finally manage to kill us. I'm skimming a lot of details there but that's the overall gist.

Anyway, my boy Altaire. I've talked about him a lot on here in the past. He was a knight of the Seelie Court (eladrin bladelock) who did many things he wasn't proud of in the name of loyalty to his ruthless Archfey queen. His whole family line have basically been her property, servants, and personal army for millennia due to a bargain they made back in antiquity, etc. etc. Until she finally, aware of his growing discontent, set a task in front of him to put his loyalty to true test. A friend of the party pulled a prank on her by absconding with her royal crown during a big festival, humiliating her in front of everyone there. We play in the Critical Role setting and the Seelie Queen there is named Elmenore the Unforgiving. You can guess how she felt about this. To soothe her upset and prove his obedience at last, she ordered Altaire to find and kill his friend.

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D&D, fictional death cw 

And with that she'd called his bluff at last. After two hundred years she'd finally found the order he simply couldn't bring himself to follow.

But Altaire was a knight. A believer in honor and a lover of truth. He'd been lying to so many people in his life for a long time, and he was sick of it. Lying to his whole family, lying to himself that he was content to be Elmenore's champion, that everything was fine. If he was going to break ties, be a traitor at last, he knew he couldn't just slink off into the dark and disappear. It would eat at him forever. He had to run straight toward the thing he was afraid of and tell everyone the truth at last.

The party took a brief break from adventuring to work on some unrelated matters, and in that time Altaire went alone to the Feywild to confront his queen. He returned her stolen crown and informed her that he could not follow her order to kill his friend, that his oath was broken. That he would no longer wield her sword.

He walked into her war room expecting to die. It was startling to find himself cast out with barely a word from the Archfey, stripped of the power she'd given him long ago but otherwise well. He was dazedly grateful for his life, deciding that it would be best to quickly remove himself from the Feywild, but -- had the unforgiving queen really found some mercy in her heart? Perhaps Elmenore had stayed her hand for the sake of Altaire's mother, her beloved knight-captain Gienah?

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He couldn't help wondering when the other shoe would drop, but... for a little while, there was nothing. Silence from his Feywild family, no assassins coming aftter him. It was impossible to really *forget* the enormous thing he'd just done, but with the party's fight against Orcus heating up, there was too much going on for him to have time to dwell.

Altaire found a new, more worthy master to serve in the person of Corellon Archeart -- a whole other story entirely -- and the party discovered the mechanism Orcus was hoping to use to release his imprisoned armies, an ancient magical device that could manipulate the Divine Gate which separated the gods' realms from those of mortals. The first step to stopping their enemy was being able to control it, but there wasn't exactly an instruction manual for the ancient machine. The party could only experiment, and of course, experimenting with a device meant to traverse planes was bound to produce some wacky results-- And that's how Altaire ended up with his mother Gienah literally plopped out of the Feywild directly on top of him.

It was no little bit awkward to find himself accidentally face-to-face with the person he least wanted to see right then. He and his mother, Elmenore's staunchly loyal captain, had traded some very harsh words before he left the Feywild. But here and now, she said she understood he was doing something very important, and even offered her help.

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Gienah cheered the group's victory in mastering the machine, and on their way back out when they were attacked by Orcus's assassins in broad daylight, she chipped in to help defend them. Despite the circumstances it was more time than Altaire had spent together with his mother, his knight-captain, in many years.

But things got messier, of course. The party returned to their headquarters to find that it too had been attacked, and the safety of their families and everyone working with them was now in question. They retreated to the nearby palace where their allies were ready to give them refuge, and decided that before anything else the party's families all needed to be evacuated to safer locales. Gienah told Altaire that despite his falling-out with the fey queen, his father's side of the family -- non-Feywild elves, Gienah had a fling with Altaire's father many years past -- would be safe in the Feywild and that she would see to their protection. Altaire contacted his father to arrange things, and then at last it was time to get Gienah back to her own home plane and her knightly duties.

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His mother told Altaire that before she headed back to the Feywild, she wanted to have one last talk with him. Altaire led her up to a private balcony outside the palace, with a lovely view of the stars.

Exhausted and spent from the long day, completely unsuspecting, he wasn't prepared in the slightest when she drew her sword to strike.

"This is the way it has to be," she said. To satisfy her oath, her queen's orders, her son had to die.

Altaire drew his sword, but there was barely any point. She was nearly fresh and he was entirely out of energy, barely patched up from their last fight. His last trickle of magic, trying to banish her back to the Feywild, failed him. So he chose to die on his feet, a knight to the end. He raised his sword in salute and waited for his mother to cut him down.

She put her sword through his chest and left him bleeding on the floor. Some time passed. Seconds, minutes perhaps.

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And the breath abruptly returned to his lungs as Altaire's mother, a paladin, pressed a Revivify spell into him.

She had killed her son. Honor and oath satisfied. Never return to the Feywild, she told him. Never use our family's name. Never contact me or any of us. Never let the queen find out you're alive, or it will be more than just your head on the chopping block.

I love you, she told him. I'm proud of you.

And then Altaire's mother, the knight-captain he'd always looked up to more than anyone, was gone to leave him to live his new life. His old one now thoroughly, utterly, and irrevocably ended.

Y'all.

That's a story, y'all.

Damn.

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