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Jona Navette

Happy child living close to his family.

2.2360679774998 · 129 views · located in Asteria City

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by lostamongtrees

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Some of the first to mine asteroids in their galaxy, this old bloodline has scattered across the stars.

Inventory

Golden ring with an emerald jay set in the square face, "STELLAE SUNT SEMINA AETERNITATIS" delicately carved in cursive around the exterior of the band.

Description

Happy child living close to his family. They are all very involved in his upbringing, which he does not mind at all, being 5 years old. There's so much color to see in Asteria city and he's been growing up just fine. On holidays his family gets together to have a meal and he gets to see relatives from further away.

Jona most likes to color and make up stories, but he also appreciates graphic novels and comics. He likes to listen to music while he makes things up. Usually this has been influenced by his parents, so it's a toss up between sharp strings and gentle woodwinds or acoustic guitars and dark metal.

So begins...

Jona Navette's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Terran Liberation Army Character Portrait: Terra Nova Empire Character Portrait: Carl Johnson Character Portrait: Jellybean Jane Character Portrait: Jona Navette
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A harp began to play. Low and quiet, most adults wouldn't hear it, but young teens and children would be roused from sleep by it. They would feel drawn to it, a nagging urge to find the person who was playing the harp. If only to listen closer, or to shut them up so they could sleep.

"Come little Children,
I'll take thee away,
into a land of enchantment.."


A female voice began to sing to the youth of the city. Lulling them into a sense of security with her gentle voice as they roused themselves, called by her beckoning words.

"Come little children,
the time's come to play
here in my garden of shadow"


The music grew louder, and the magic pull on the minds and hearts of the youth grew with it. Upon the word Shadow, the entire city darkened. The lights still worked, the stars and moon were out in full, and by all means everything looked fine. But the Shadows? The places not caught by the light of the moon and stars and lights of the city? They grew darker. The music emerged from these places. Alley ways, hedges, parks, and gutters. Even the darkened closets of the older children who no longer needed night-lights to lull them to sleep.

"Follow, Sweet Children
I'll show thee the way
through all the pain and the sorrow..."


A male voice began to harmonize with the female, adding an underlying sense of authority to the lullaby. The children began to walk faster. It wasn't many. Maybe fifty at most, closer to the outskirts of the city, furthest away from the strongest point of magic from the mage of the Terra Nova Empire who had established a base there. The Shadowlings knew exactly what they were doing, and while they'd not done this sort of slow harvest before, their Master was pleased to see its results go unimpeded by outside meddling and turmoil.

"Weep not, poor children
for life is this way.
Murdering beauty and passion..."

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Character Portrait: Sonja Petralia Character Portrait: Martin Langford Character Portrait: Carl Johnson Character Portrait: Kagami/Karu'kh Character Portrait: Eran Dyre Character Portrait: Jellybean Jane Character Portrait: Hiroyoshi Sakai Character Portrait: Ponyta-Krissy Character Portrait: Jona Navette
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Jona Navette heard the melody in the night. Not with his ears, and not really with his heart. It was with something else. Something deeper, and darker. Whatever it was it called to Jona and compelled him to rise from where he slept.

The child's room was on the ground floor of their little house. He had a glorious window with a seat in it. Perfect for daydreaming- and there was a small garden out front. They had a high fence around the property which was a comfort. Jona had spent many days in this exact spot. He had made forts from cushions and defended his room from giant worms and evil bees.

Jona found himself unlatching the window and climbing into the flowerbeds. He was in his footsie pajamas and payed little to no heed the way the bottoms grew dark with fresh soil. The child trod across the yard and pulled the string to unlatch the gate. He found himself paying no care to the loud creak of the gate, but hasting onwards.

Jona himself wondered where his legs were taking him. Where had he come from again? He remembered the flowers. They had been quite pretty.