Nuvityn
First mention (by name): Interlude – Age and Tales
First appearance: Interlude – Age and Tales
Species: Human
Status: Alive
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| Interlude – Age and Tales | It had been a long time since Nuvityn, King of Men, Elfwed, Leader of the United Peoples of Erribathe, Descendant of the Hundred Families, heir to the Shrouded Crown and the relics of his ancestors, walked the halls of his palace as an observer and not an occupant. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | He had other names, other titles accorded to him such that if you wanted to be pedantic, you could use everything from Avel’s honorary Golden Archer title to the actual accolades he’d won in the north among the Taligrit folk. Manoerhog Nuvityn. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | The Taligrits had a unique sense of humor. Nor was it a slight. A younger, brash Prince Nuvityn had once joined their festivities and won the title fairly. The most astute diplomats knew that was no…fanciful term like an honorary dukedom. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | He still thought he looked the part. Nuvityn’s hair had finally gone to grey, but only threads amongst dark brown hair. His lines, for all they stood out on his face, still only emphasized a man not yet gone to seed. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | Yet—betimes, even Nuvityn felt more like the Manoerhog than the King of Myths. It was hard to grow up in the Age of Waning, and he had lived two hundred and forty-one years. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | All of this would have left Nuvityn wanting, as he knew Iradoren wanted, to carve out a more fitting legacy for his time. To make Erribathe shine as it had done in days of old. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | —But those days were past. And Nuvityn had tried. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | Why—Hellios, that conquered nation, had made itself known in that time. In that age, Nuvityn remembered Khelt had ignored the fighting steadfastly. Its king had not been as—provocative as now. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | No one remembered it. Only half-Elves would listen when Nuvityn sat down and talk about it as if it were common knowledge while the Humans looked on blankly. Why, the threat of the Nagatine Empire had persisted since. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | They had risen by dragging down the Lizardfolk in a bloody series of wars—and Nuvityn himself had quietly pulled some strings from Erribathe. Not forces, but donations of gold to the young Titan. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | Nuvityn had thought him dead. He could not steal age as easily as lightning—but perhaps not. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | Then Nuvityn gazed upwards. Iradoren was not back—he was raring to go to Izril. They all were. But he had reported in, along with a number of his servants and minders, and the truth was clear. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | How many nations now heard that word floating around in more than idle jest? Not just one—but one of the true ones. A name so old it made Nuvityn’s blood chill. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | While the truth…the truth was upon his very walls. That was the age of the Kingdom of Myths. And so, Nuvityn shone up a light upon the walls. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | Even those ages were too old for Erribathe to record. Yet this—Nuvityn looked up and sighed. For now he saw it. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | He wondered if she were still in her village. Perhaps he should summon her. But—Nuvityn looked up. And he heard what the other rulers heard, though the wording changed: |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | Their likenesses had changed, and Nuvityn thought it a crime that he did not see all the ones that had come before. But only the last Dragonlords remained. He had to remember this had once been a list, an actual resource of dread enemies that his Kingdom of Myth had fought against. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | He had long since memorized their names as a boy. So of course he knew one of them. Slowly, Nuvityn let the light shine across each one—and there had been countless Dragonlords. One for each weyr—until entire species of Dragons vanished. |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | Did he live? Now, Nuvityn had questions. Were they enemies? |
| Interlude – Age and Tales | Nuvityn felt—strongly—that it was the latter. But he had not lived those times. |
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