Dan

He's a chilly boi

“Stop calling me Danny >:(“

Took his job as ice representative very seriously. Too bad he’s super cute lol

Dan - Danny / Was an ice representative in a clan in the nearby Starwood Strand / Killed in a rock slide / Glory is his best friend

Might make lore about an assassination maybe but that's for another time

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"No-!"

Dan exclaimed in vain but was cut off in shock as he looked around. "What..?' he mumbled, looking around in confusion. "B-But... did I just..?" Surrounding him was the still crumbling, icy remains of the rock slide. Dan looked around, shocked by what he though only could have happened. He was supposed to be his clans' ice representative, not get almost killed by a rock slide. He let out a puff of a sigh and shook out his limbs to try to calm himself down. "That was close..." He stood up, brushed off his sleeves and turned back to where his clan was.

"What are you doing?"

Dan practically jumped out of his skin as the monotone voice sounded behind him. He whipped around to see an eerily transparent and serious-looking fae loomed above the rocks behind him. Dan quickly wiped the surprise off his face into what he hoped was a look of authority. "I should ask you the same question. You're intruding on my clans' territory." Dan straightened his back in an attempt to seem brave as the mysterious fae landed and approached him.

"They're not your clan anymore, kid."

"W-what is that supposed to mean..?" he stammered as his nerves once again got the best of him and as the now intimidating fae reached out and touched his chin. His breathing grew more panicked and his heart was going to burst out of his chest. This fae was going to kill him. Dan thought about calling for help but know knew what sort of weapons this fae had.

"What is your name?" The fae said, obviously avoiding the question. Still gripping his chin, tilted Dan's head to the side. Dan heard him mumble something about 'no very obvious injuries' or something or the like. But he must have misheard. He hoped so at least

"Dan..?" he tried to pull his head away from the fae's hand. "What do you want from me?" he gritted out, lifting his claws to try to pull the fae's hand away.

"Nothing, kid. I'm sorry."

"W-what?" His eyes went wild and he thrashed in an attempt to get away from the fae.

"Whoa, Danny. Calm down. I'm not going to hurt you. Even if I wanted to I'd be a little late." The fae let go of him and backed a few steps away.

Dan barely registered the nickname as he looked at the fae in disbelief.

"Look kid, they aren't your clan mates anymore. You're dead."

He was stunned to silence for a moment before he finally blurt out, "Wh-what..? No, you're crazy!"

"You didn't actually think you got out of that rock slide completely unscathed? Look at yourself. You're a ghost now Dan." The fae gestured to his translucent form and then to Dan. "Why do you think you couldn't see me before that rock slide? I was passing by. I saw what happened."

Dan could hardly breath. Not that it mattered anyway. He was dead. All his dreams and hopes shattered like his bones. He was going to be the best ice representative in history. He though he'd be able to be so much. He let out a shaky sigh and, despite his efforts, thought about his past life. He was always kind of shrugged off, even if he was the ice representative. He was never really taken seriously and he wasn't talked to. He realized that maybe, just maybe, his clan mates actually didn't like him. He let out another sigh, bowing his head and looking at his claws.

"Calm down kid. It'll be alright. I promise." The fae let out a sigh. "There are others. Let me take you to them." The fae looked at the young kid. Dan was shivering and trying to remain calm. "Come on kid." He spread his wings and took flight, flying into the air. He turned around to see the still shooken up Dan following him. He slowed down a bit to let him catch up. "We'll be there soon Danny."

"Don't call me that."

"What?" The fae laughed, looking at Dan is disbelief.

"What?!" Dan exclaimed defensively, "It's Dan, not Danny..." he grumbled. He realized he was being petty but he didn't care, if he was being honest with himself it was a sad attempt of trying to detract himself from his predicament. His thoughts wandered to that just maybe wherever he was being taken would be better than his old life. Dan shook his head subtly at the thought and he changed the subject of his thoughts to a question that has been bothering him since the beginning of this encounter. "What's your name anyway?"

He laughed at the young fae's annoyance, "It's Glory. Now keep up Danny." Glory speed up, snickering good-naturedly.

Dan let out a grunt and rolled his eyes at the nickname but there was a small smile on his face. He flew after the mysterious fae and, as it seemed, into his new life. Or, more, afterlife.

Maybe all his aspirations we're shattered after all.