S4E15-ErysOnys

Erys Moongem

Erys exits Edric's room shortly after he does, not wanting to draw too much attention. It was pretty easy to hide these things in plain sight when you'd done them often enough. She felt amazing. She peered over the rail, and sure enough, her sister was already awake. A good sign? Maybe? She takes a breath. Maybe it didn't happen. Maybe she didn't get her oath done. Maybe she was devastated. Erys was ready. But in her heart she so wished to share in the joy of what had happened to her with her sister, to wrap her up and squeal in delight… but she was a paladin now, and would almost be taking a new name. Whatever in the Hells it was going to end up being. Certainly not Alvrod. She walked down the stairs and waved at the small trio having breakfast in passing, walking over to Onys and leaning over into her field of vision. "Ona?"

Onys Kiirnodel

Warming her feet in front of the fire, Onys smiles beatifically, half-drowsing in her seat. She wears the same white and blue dress, but her heart pendant hangs down the front, visible to all. Well, all who happen to be near the hearth, obviously enough. She stretches at the sound of Erys's voice, waking up and looking upwards at her sister. "Good morrow, sister. How do you fare?"

Erys Moongem

"…I managed to make my oath. I feel wonderful. I'd really like to talk to you about it. Alone, maybe?" She bites her lower lip, looking down at her sister's holy symbol and hoping. Praying. 'My Truelove, please, please, please… she has worked so hard for so long, and it's been so difficult for her…' but even seeing her smile is already causing a swelling in her chest, and she can't help but match it, shakily.

Onys Kiirnodel

Onys nods, rising from her seat and stretching again, standing on toetips. "Of course. Outside?" She gestures to the door and makes for it, opening it to reveal a sparklingly clear Marpenoth morn, a chill on the wind but not oppressively cold. The birds have mostly departed for warmer climes, this far north, but the morning sounds of a bustling village take the edge off the silence.

Erys Moongem

Erys moves outside and tries her best to enjoy the last few moments, if it's going to be the case, where she's learned she's become a proper, honest-to-Sune-herself paladin before her darling sister had. By happenstance. And Erys didn't believe in happenstance, not anymore. When they were both outside, Erys found a little bench to sit on just outside the inn and looked at her sister, bracing herself. "Ona. I just want to reiterate. For the millionth time. And I owe you so many more. I love you. How did last night go?"

Onys Kiirnodel

Onys turns back around to look at her sister, the look of concern—-practically terror—-freezing Erys's face, and she can't help but laugh. "Era, it's fine! You look like you just found out I was dying. And…yes. I have taken vows and received the blessings of my patroness. You'll have to try harder than that to leave me behind."

Erys Moongem

It's a reaction that doesn't make any sense to her, as tears and a cry of relief seem to burst forward from her, as she can't stand to sit still any longer, leaping up to grab her sister and hold her so tightly, to kiss her cheeks and feel her body quake against hers over and over with the shudders of relief as she laughed at how concerned she'd really been. Erys pulls away from the embrace, staring into her eyes, and something… somewhere… was different. She could just barely see it. Or maybe she was imagining it. She didn't care. She was almost happier for Onys than she was for herself. When she'd finally managed to calm herself, just a little, the occasional sniffle and tear still escaping, she finally worked up the courage. "You recall that night with Mina, where I felt the smallest whisper of Sune and converted immediately? Last night, Ona… Sune didn't just touch me. As I took my lover to bed, She appeared before me in full form, surrounded their body with Her light and She reached out and She touched me and She… She called me Her love. Everything I've ever wanted, Ona, and I could never, ever, ever, have done it without you."

Onys Kiirnodel

Onys can't help it once someone else gets her going, and is more than a bit misty-eyed herself after Erys leaps into her arms, but still she smiles. Even as she feels a twinge of pain at the story of Mina and of Erys's renewed devotions to a goddess she never placed her own faith in, she thinks back to the words of Hanali Celanil as they spoke on the roof in the dark of the night before – "Your sister…follows me more closely than you may think" – and seeks within herself to smooth the emotional snag of that memory. "That's wonderful. I…" She shakes her head, unsure how to deal with all the conflicting emotions, the joy, the guilt, the love, the suspicion of her own hypocrisy, the envy…_ "I'm glad you found her last night, and glad that I helped you in some small way," she replies, and, internal conflict aside, means it.

Erys Moongem

Erys moves her hands to her sister's shoulders, remarkably similar to the gesture she'd used to shake Edric out of his self-hating pit before taking him to bed, gives her sister a look of intensity, and while she doesn't shake her in the same fashion, she stares into her eyes and grins with great purpose. "We're real paladins, now, Ona. We're honest-to-Goddess paladins. Paladins of love, even!" She finally gets to let out the squeal of delight she'd been saving, and with one last sniffle, takes a step back away and looks out over Phandalin. "Let's get the others, sister. Let's go get Roxie out of this mess he's gotten himself into. And then let's find out who or what is chasing Rowan and put a stop to them. And then let's find Adonis and break his hold on Dagger. And then let's… let's be model examples for Valorn, whose faith… surely he can learn of devotion from us. We were meant to find these lost souls. We were meant to help them, all of them. When those half-orcs grabbed me, they rushed to my rescue. We were strangers. When you went down in the cave mouth, Dagger was on you. Even Ivaric – that fucking wizard – got Sildar, which ultimately freed this village of the redbrands every bit as much as we did. Moreso, maybe. But not for long, Ona. We're gonna get stronger. We're going to fill ourselves with the might of our Goddesses and we're… we're gonna…" Erys can't seem to stop herself, the whole world of possibilities spreading out before her like an endless reflection.

Onys Kiirnodel

Onys listens to her sister detail her grand vision for the future, and it's like they were back in Evereska for a moment, two girls with dreams to fill a thousand lifetimes, and she thinks to herself: Even when she's wrong, she's still right. She laughs, then, still thinking: We're going to have to have a long talk one of these days. I'm…tired of missing this. She touches the spots on her shoulders where her sister's hands were just a moment before, realizing after a moment that she's almost embracing herself. Well, she was instructed to love herself better… "I think that sounds like a perfectly acceptable way to spend a week's vacation. What shall we do next week, then?" she replies, chuckling gently.

S4E15-ErysOnys

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