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Eikthyrnir, the Ever-Returning
In the deep silence of the old forests, where the air is thick with the weight of time and the veil between worlds thins, walks Eikthyrnir—a lion not bound by the rules of life and death.
Eikthyrnir is a creature of paradox: a stoic guardian with the gaze of one who has seen the world end and be reborn, yet who plays like a cub when embraced by the laughter of his family. Though time has taken many shapes, his heart remains constant—anchored in justice, duty, and the unshakable bonds of kin.
🌿 The Curse and the Immortality
Eons ago, before the lands took their current names, Eikthyrnir and Morrigan were born under the same moon within a proud, thriving pride. As curious cubs, they were inseparable—he, the grounded dreamer, and she, the mischievous seer. Together, they delved into old magics far beyond their understanding, brushing against the shadows of the spirit world.
What was meant to be harmless curiosity cracked the world around them. A curse surged through their pride like wildfire, consuming all but them. In its wake, it left them immortal—but with a cruel twist. While Morrigan retained her youthful form, Eikthyrnir was bound to the cycle of death and rebirth. Each life he lives is eventually claimed, only for him to awaken again, bearing fragments of his former selves—and the guilt of what was lost.
🔥 The Stoic Protector
To outsiders, Eikthyrnir is a force of quiet might. He speaks little, but when he does, his voice echoes with ancient conviction. Adorned in the golden foliage of the forest and marked by talismans that ward off spirits and demons alike, he walks not only in the world of the living but alongside the ghosts of the past. The massive antlered spirit that follows him is one of his constant companions—a reminder of his duty to keep the worlds of monster and man from colliding again.
But to his pride, to his loved ones—especially Morrigan—Eikthyrnir is warmth incarnate. He teaches cubs how to track and wrestle, lets them climb his back like a jungle gym, and makes funny faces behind Morrigan’s back just to make her sigh and laugh in exasperation.
🧿 A Deep Bond With Morrigan
Though Morrigan carries herself with otherworldly grace and cryptic smiles, with Eikthyrnir she softens. She is his compass in every lifetime—the one soul who remembers him fully, who waits through the centuries for his return. Each time he finds her, it is like the first sunrise after a long winter. She holds the pride steady through his absence, and he, upon his return, defends it with every fiber of his being.
They are not lovers in the traditional sense, nor merely friends—they are something older, stranger, and more profound. They are soulbound.
💀 Haunted by the Past
Eikthyrnir never forgets what was lost. He carries the memory of their fallen pride within him like scars—visible only when the forest is quiet, and the spirits call. He still dreams of that day—the screams, the smoke, the glimpse of Morrigan crying out as the curse overtook them all.
Though he walks among the living, he is never free from the spirit world. Monsters are drawn to him—some seeking redemption, others to drag him back into the dark. He speaks with ghosts. He negotiates with beasts that live between dreams. Some fear him for it. Others worship him.
He merely endures.
✨ Legacy
Every time Eikthyrnir returns, his pride is reborn stronger. Every cub he raises grows under the watchful eye of a protector who has seen kingdoms fall and heavens crack. And as long as Morrigan walks beside him, he knows the story isn’t over.
Not yet.
Lore by ☆Mαɾყ Jαɳҽ☆ #435607
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