// Dain isn’t evil (anymore) so much as he’s just the embodiment of “I’m just a little guy! You wouldn’t hit a little guy, would you?”. Professional ragebaiter

Noisy creatures.

// Woke up and chose violence. I need a thread plot where someone’s seen a Wanted poster for this idiot and does something about it. or maybe realises he’s an Ol and understands the implications of that (scary evil enemy, probably)

// I don’t watch many shows/movies so I have basically zero context for the characters I interact with a vast majority of the time, but honestly going in blind is just part of the fun of it for me. Everyone may as well be an OC to me so I get to learn about your guys at the same time as my guys do

There is no consistency for an Ol. No rhyme or reason, even for one as rigid as he. One day he will choose to don the visage he had kept unbroken for years untold, even if it inconveniences or brings him danger. The next, he is unrecognisable even to himself—a man or child or tiny field mouse.

Pride is the constant sour companion of any foolish Grade 3 Ol. But not I. (← Lying.)

// It took three rereads over the course of twenty whole real world years for me to fully pick apart and understand who Dain really is, and now that I do, I want to break him over my knee like a glowstick. Affectionately

With no face or identity to call his own, it is difficult for a creature such as him to be consistent. Is he to be angry, indignant, like he deserves to be? Beseeching? Flattered? When, exactly, should he be morose, mournful, meek? He feels none of these things in earnest, or at least should not.

Oh well, no point in crying over spilled blood.

He is as much a thing of precise intent as he is one of ugly, humanish habit. At last he has obtained another honey jar. And for what purpose, he wonders, staring down at it. I need not eat. It will do him no good. It is not the same enchanted sort he is used to, with its sweet, healing property.

// I’m still doing my reread and it baffles me how DQ was aimed at a younger audience at the time. Like I’d feel weird about writing a serious take on a character from a 20yo “children’s” series if not for the fact some of the imagery described in here is Genuinely horror movie levels of upsetting.

What ill fortune for the pleasant day-goers. Where once the weather was sweet and warm, now it has grown bitter and cold. They will be caught out in the coming icy rain, he thinks, where they will be chilled to the bone. They will be slow and weak, and then I may take from them whatever I please.

// Bumping this for context 🙂‍↕️ DMs are open for plotting! Otherwise I’m just going with the flow as usual

// If there is such a thing as having a “gimmick” per account then this one’s I decided early on should be Dain getting stuck in/wandering into other worlds and inevitably bringing back keepsakes from each. Makes plenty of room for planning out potential longer-form interactions too.

(It’s like being handed a plushie.) (One which he is not inclined to put down, for some reason.) (This is… acceptable.)

… A shift in the air. I feel as though a great deal of change has occurred. But in what manner, and for what purpose, I cannot say.

𝑀𝓊𝓈𝑒.

𝒜𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉.

𝒲𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇.

𝒞𝓇𝑒𝒹𝒾𝓉𝓈.

// Independent portrayal of Deltora Quest’s Dain (book iteration). Shapeshifter masquerading as a human. No longer perfected evil, but a wandering nuisance. Learning what it is to live and to have lived. ✤ Fantasy-based but can slip (almost) seamlessly into any verse ✤ Open to any format ✤ #MVRP