But you don't fucking know me homie you don't want war.

[Cyprin]

An old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart, and a beautiful mind With a backdrop of stars and moon, Castile slipped out of the nest in pursuit of chaos. It’s wrong of her to follow, but the threat of excitement and chaos spurs her into a run that mother tries to not even stop. With determination fueling her every stride, Cyprin tries to follow the overhead silhouette of her brother toward Tephra. Fortunately, once he escapes her range of sight, there are sounds of crackling fires, screams, and draconic roars to guide her the remainder of the way. The love of family and home is what genuinely gives life to Cyprin’s decisions. She only saw the magician arrive and erupt a maze from the earth in Loess, but the reasons were beyond the girl’s understanding. Objectively, she observed the beginning of mayhem and a retaliation from Loess. It’s only right that she answers the call as well, but her mind is easily distracted by the chaos. There is a raging storm of fire, then rain, then screaming and shouting. It’s all so much, but Cyprin still manages to slip threads of her magic into the rocks, soil, lava, and charred tree trunks. As a child – a yearling, truthfully – she cannot conjure a great behemoth as mother has supposedly done before. Instead, they are like minions springing to life from the ashes. Cyprin’s eyes, a rambunctious scarlet now, dart side to side as her world rises to life even more. Tree trunks awkwardly pedal forward with feet-like roots to clumsily crash into unsuspecting victims. Small rock formations pull together to create small golems to ram into others. A serpent of lava slithers from the deepest depths to scald oblivious victims. A flying creature of ash even arises, swirling in the darkness and toward Leliana’s barrier like living smoke, choking flyers of clear air. They are all her creations, but alive they are beyond her control. Mother of monsters, but then they are deciding on their own. An occasional shout directs them toward the enemies – Leliana, Mary, Sinner, Titus – but they decide their own pommeling attacks. Cyprin is simply the puppeteer watching her monstrous children help wreak havoc, even if the creatures provide only provide a distraction for the Loessians to take advantage of. Cyprin lior and nayl

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yup, so pretty much Cyprin just created little gremlins xD If you want your horse pommeled by tree trunks, rock beasties, a flying ash monster, or a lava serpent, feel free hahaha they aren't massive at all so no one is dying or getting squished. I didn't target anyone in particular sooo yeah