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Commander Javik ([personal profile] notavirtue) wrote2015-01-15 10:35 pm

Journeys with a Prothean (Year Two)





Javik

 

COURT
Unseelie

TITLE
Border Shark

ABLE TO FAST-TRAVEL 
Yes. Possesses Maglor's Magic Ring, but doesn't tell anyone

RESIDENCE IN 2,701 Caer Scima/The Station

RESIDENCE IN 2,702 You can't tie down a banjo man



 

MAJOR EVENTS

 

Promotion
Following his participation in the war and his work along the borders, Javik is given the title of Captain within the Unseelie army.

Treun
Javik attends the summer Tourney in Treun, and meets with the Governor again.

Amunet
Javik learns the secret of Vanessa's Ives possession during Samhain.


YEAR ONE | YEAR TWO | YEAR THREE

TIMELINE OF EVENTS
SPRING IN 2,701 (Mar, Apr, May)
  • MARCH - The new king of birds brings late snowstorms and a deep freeze to the Drabwurld. Visiting the ruins of Caer Scima, Javik travels with Katsa to assist refugees to the Third Tooth of Dorchadas. Javik visits Vanessa's spire, and once the snow has gone, he visits Damon and his sand worms. Maglor will be gone, having left Javik his magic ring and a shard-palantir. Javik is now the last of the Fellowship of Grumpy Old Men (and a Genie). Aragorn uses the shard-palantir to contact those that also have one.
  • APRIL - Reul's Right Hand, The Winter King and Unseelie General Saber Alter recruits Javik as an officer in the military. Not one to let emotions get control of him, Javik will bust up that harp as soon as he realizes what's going on. Time not spent flipping out about harps will be used to continue patrolling Dorchadas.
  • MAY - No more lockets or fairy rings or monarchs! Javik goes swan hunting, and racks up some cash to fund his travels. He stops in at the new trading post, meeting Vol'jin's brother-of-sorts, Thrall. At the Station he crosses paths with Midna, and they both head south together. Unfortunately, the road to Treun is awfully close to Seelie territories...

SUMMER IN 2,701 (Jun, Jul, Aug)
  • JUNE - Javik attends, but does not participate in the tourneys at Treun. He reconnects with Effy, Ben and Hikaru, and meets Diarmuid and Katherine. Athame has her second litter of puppies in the city. Following the tourney he meets with Debal to discuss replacing Vridan's grave marker... and the governor gets to dogsit Prativ for awhile. 

  • JULY - Javik heads south to Leathann, and is entirely unaware of the hangings in Daonna until news reaches that far south.

  • AUGUST - Leathann's Festival of Lights occurs during the second week. Javik attends and observes, and visits the Tower of the Oracle. While there's no obvious mark left behind by Vridan, the design of the tower is reminiscent of the architecture found on Feros and Eden Prime. Returning to the mainland, Javik teams up with Diarmuid to take down some rampant forest golems.

FALL IN 2,701 (Sept, Oct, Nov)
  • SEPTEMBER - Language is of no concern to him when people lose the ability to understand one another. He returns to Treun for the wreath festival, and is knee-deep in the resulting riots. 'Wish you were here' postcard material. Ben takes a look through Javik's eyes to check up on him, and Javik doesn't appreciate it.

  • OCTOBER - Samhain! Javik meets Wan (twice), argues with Damon, gets drunk with Unseelie soldiers and the Brucolac, gets harassed by Effy and Archer and dances with Vanessa. He later returns to Vanessa's spire despite her warning against it. 

  • NOVEMBER - After Samhain, Javik makes his yearly trip to Loch Sluagh, to visit the grave of Vridan and replace the marker. Following this he will return to Dorchadas to pick up his duties in the Unseelie army.

WINTER IN 2,701/2,702 (Dec, Jan, Feb)
  • DECEMBER - Protheans may have evolved as hunters, but the White Hart gets the drop on him. Javik will be a bear for the remainder of the month.

  • JANUARY - Travelling Dorchadas and/or a bear.

  • FEBRUARY - Travelling Dorchadas. Javik catches up with Katsa at the third spire, Diasbaile.

SPRING IN 2,702 (Mar, Apr)
  • MARCH - The skeletons strike while Javik is at Damon's spire.

  • APRIL - Missing fairies. Who cares.

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[personal profile] fairyfoes 2015-03-17 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
The staff were nervous of the magehound, and kept a broad berth of distance, bidding Javik wait in a sitting room of the manse. Children of all ages thronged the corridors, so varied that they certainly couldn't all have the same parentage, and a few peeked in to look on Javik and whisper to each other.

The governor scattered them on approach with a wave of several tentacles in shooing motions, and they obeyed, giggling. One, just old enough to walk but not to speak well, shoved her chubby hand in her mouth and tottered after him, gripping the edge of his cloak.

"Javik!" Two tentacles spread out, curled, suckers clicking in a clear gesture of greeting. "Forgive... the children. They are quite... quite curious. As cats, so they say."
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[personal profile] fairyfoes 2015-03-17 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Beneath the cloak were just the curling ends of dozens more tentackles. Like hands, some lifted, patting the varren idly; another moved, winding about the waist of the toddler, keeping her upright and gently herding her away from the varren's bulk.

"Noble families of Treun run... large. All brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews." The tentacles he'd lifted at hands splayed, as much a shrug as he could give.

"What brings you? Had you attended the festivities?"
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[personal profile] fairyfoes 2015-03-21 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Debal's tentacles curled, flexed, thoughtful, in time to a wet-sounding gasp. Apparently his attention could be split a half-dozen ways with ease; while some tentacles distracted the varren as one might any other hound, petting and then withdrawing to elicit the animal to paw again for attention, another pair both loosely leashing the toddler and letting her squirm to try and grip the end of another tentacle.

"Speak... freely, of course. You are quite... welcome."
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[personal profile] fairyfoes 2015-03-30 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
This seemed to strike something in the Governor, who went very still all at once.

Only the varren's growling seemed to snap him back, and his many limbs rejoined their constant movement. "I... would welcome that. I have not known what manner of marker... what manner... would be most appropriate. Vridan had... always been very discerning. How would one of his people mark the... grave of someone great? I can only... guess. In the end."
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[personal profile] fairyfoes 2015-04-01 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"And still somehow insufficient. Ahh..." There was a wet, gasping sound; two of Debal's foot-tentacles coiled around the toddler, lifted it, delivering the child safely to those tentacles which passed for arms. The girl squealed happily, gummed absently at a black and fleshy limb, tucked into it like the crook of an arm.

"I would be glad. Yes."