N I N E V E H

Toyhouse

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A nightmare of fleeing through snow and ice. A disgraced princess, a prince on the run, trying for peace. Her secret, his mission, these wills drive them north to unclaimed lands. All they want is peace - all they get is pursued. Through the flurry, the biting cold...the further north you go, the harsher the winds become. In the dark of night, on the fringes of the land, there is only an eternal blizzard. Still, they press on...until they are caught up. Arrows fly through the snow, and at the last moment, they strike. But they do not strike bodies - they spear through the wings she has kept hidden for so long, now unfurled over them like a blanket. Blood drips, striking red against white feathers. Hot and burning against the snow. Blood...staining the endless white...

About

A shy and soft-spoken Stygian, though this exterior hides a surprisingly loyal heart. Her kingdom was stumbled upon accidentally by Somnia and his team when Rui tried to go searching again for more 'neighbors'. The group wandered blindly through her kingdom for a while, trying to find its owner and apologize for trespassing, but were unable to locate them. Eventually, Rui realized that Nineveh had been trailing behind them for much of the time, too timid to confront them and perfectly camouflaged in the snow to be seen.

After everything was sorted out, they began to work toward befriending the quiet Stygian, and eventually those efforts paid off. Nineveh took a particular shine to Somnia, admiring the strength he posessed and yet how similar they were in nature. She wished to learn from him, and Somnia took her under his wing.

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Kingdom: The Blizzard Eternal

Nineveh's kingdom is a seemingly endless plain of ice and snow. At the start, it's not so bad - there's a wooden cabin, a tavern, not far from where dreamers first drop in. But something pursues you, angry voices, the threat of danger at your heels driving you deeper into the unknown. The farther you travel across the white, the more the wind picks up, the snow turns to sleet, and the sun is blotted out, and soon you find yourself traveling through the heart of a blizzard in near pitch black darkness.

It is so cold...still you move on. You must.

But if you are caught...the mob that has been pursuing you will raise their weapons, bows and arrows, and those arrows will rain down, turning the white snow a blood red. Dreamers tend to wake here.

Beyond the blizzard, where few reach, the winds ease off to reveal a precipice, edging a giant crater. Rising up from the foggy center of that void, is a mountain upon which sits a town and its castle. All along the sheer cliff, there is no bridge, no way to reach that place. You'd have to be able to fly.

But how can you reach that place with wings full of arrows?