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I wanted to draw Korilla and Hope cuz I love them, and I imagined a quick conversation about lil Luv'.
H: How can you be okay with this !?
K: I beg you pardon ?
H: This girl. She shouldn't be here, in this cursed place. She should be with her actual parents !
K: She doesn't have "actual parents".
H: You know well what I meant...
K: Oh, and what do you suggest then ? Do you want me to bring her back to the slum she used to live ? Do you want me to take back everything Raphael gave to her, and everything he could have given ? The confort, the safety of a home, warm meals, and an education that few could claim to have had... You'd want to take all of this from her ? You should change your name perhaps....
H: Stop it, she's nothing but a futur weapon to Raphael. An object. A force to exploit.
K: Of course she is. Don't you imagine we do charity. If we had to welcome all the orphans I see, we would have to build a seconde House of Hope.
H: Don't you have any compassion for her ?
K: Enough to bring her here. She's talented and docile, it's all that matters. And if it can reassure you, she seems pretty happy this way. And now, if you're done complaining, I have business to do.
Happy Valentines day !
I'm sorry I have no illustration or new chapter (nothing totally finished yet) but I just had fun doing this..
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Random facts about Luvia living in the HoH
- As a kid, Luvia used to play hide and seek with Hope's projection while Raphael and Korilla were out for business.
- She LOVES listening to Raphael sing and do poetry. By the way, she can do both since he taught her.
- As a teen, she began to wear makeup since Korilla made her try.
- Luvia is very attached to Raphael since he's the one who raised her. She deeply loves him and feels pretty lost when he's not at the HoH sometimes.
- As a kid, she liked to mimic Raphael's "Down come the claws" thing with a little roar.... She still does it, though.
- Luvia never met or heard of Haarlep before the age of 14.
She considers Enver as her friend even if she never actually talked to him. But she likes him and used to give him some food before Raphael noticed.
By the way, she'll never know his name until she meets him out of the HoH.
Just like her "father", Luvia tends to seek perfection and can be very unpleasant when things don't go as she planned.
She also does the "eyebrow thing" õ_o
She loves pancakes
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I shall make a "A day in Luvia's life (HoH)" post later. I love the concept 🥰
That was supposed to be a sketch just like the one with Luvia and Hope, but... Well 😂
I like to think that Korilla is "responsible" for Luvia wearing dark lipstick 💄
A day in the life of Luvia (HoH - Adult)
Note: I... Wanted to try something, haha.
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7:00: Wake up, hear Raphael ranting from his office.
7:30: Breakfast at the grand table, love 🥞 ✨
7:50: Bath time.
8:00: Get dressed, put on makeup, jewelries and parfum (smell like coconut-vanilla).
8:30: On my way to the archives, avoid the Boudoir, even if I know Haarlep is still sleeping. This lazy bitch.
8:34: First lesson of the day, History of Hells with the Archivist (boring with him...)
9:30: Fall asleep, scorned by the Archivist.
9:55: End of lesson, on my way to Raphael's office.
10:00: Poetry time with Raphael ✨
11:00: Raphael happy with my performance, so happy too.
11:15: Practice Organ and sing 🎶
12:20: Lunch time at the grand table🍗
12:40: Second lesson of the day, practice of magic with Korilla (yay 💫)
14:00: Third lesson of the day, practice of blood magic with Raphael ✨, training on debtors, haha.
16:00: Listen to Raphael plotting, get jealous when he mentions "another mouse" 🐁
16:30: Get teased by Haarlep on my way to my bedroom. Threaten Nubaldin to relax.
16:45: Finally reach my bedroom and tell Haarlep to leave me alone again (Damnit, dude is never tired).
16:50: Reading, writing, singing, playing music.
17:30: Get bored, try some blood magic.
17:35: Quickly tired of my own room, get out to practice in the living room. Accidentally splash blood on Raphael's self portait.
17:37: Panic, try to find a solution before he returns.
17:39: Haarlep mocking me and me yelling at him to help me instead.
17:43: The Archivist gets a heart attack when he sees the painting and faints. Oh damn.
17:47: Finally manage to "fix" the painting with an illusion spell and pretend nothing happened.
17:55: Slap Haarlep who was getting too close once again. Then bring the Archivist back to the Archives.
18:00: Enjoy my free time with a bubble bath. Smell good.
18:40: Miss Raphael...
19:00: Someone's trying to break in the HoH ?
19:15: Find the intruder and use blood magic on them.
19:20: Like to hear them scream.
19:44: Throw them over the balcony into Avernus.
20:30: Raphael's back ✨ Listen to him about his day, get jealous again when he mentions Tav. Talk about the intruder I got rid of to show him I'm better than them.
21:00: Dinner time together (with Korilla)
21:45: Back to my bedroom, hear Hope's torture session.
22:00: Poetry time ✨
22:50: Hear Raphael getting angry about his portait. Accuse the intruder I killed earlier.
23:00: Discuss with Raph' about everything and anything as usual, drink wine, so happy.
24:00: Sleep.
Don't get me started. I just love her too.
It's confirmed... Raphael won't shut up about the MC.
When he said "I've grown quite fond of you, you know, in my way" in Act II... He wasn't lying.
Continuation of this: by @mslanna
Nobody’s Fool; A Fox in sharp armor
Tav breathed a laugh as the spell echoed into Ksula’s very bones. He was frozen, limbs stiff no matter how hard he willed himself to move. The quickly took Kayla’s blade and pushed the much larger devil to the floor. On their knees heel digging into their spine, a vixen/todd’s grin on their face.
“Oh please, you think he’d be the one to kill me? When I’m asked to do a job. I don’t stop still it’s done.”
They dig their heels into his spine, Ksula can only look ahead unable to scream. Sternly growling out that ‘done’ with a frosted look. Raphael grins at the sight, of course his tricksy little paladin would succeed even with a blade to their throat. He signaled for the final blow. With his own blade Ksula’s head rolls from it’s devilish body, now limp and bleeding.
“So, next battle”
Tav crosses their arms putting the larger blade on their back. The move is so casual. Raphael stares in satisfaction of the outcome if not a little shaken at the thought of his precious mouse headless and bleeding instead of Ksula. Yet he took no moment to process only pack it away for later as he walked forward, he small legion of squads following behind. Raphael walks in front, Yurgir, Tav, and Korilla behind him but together, they talk in hushed Whispers Yurgir first.
“Even with a blade to your throat you held no fear”
“No duh, he wasn’t gonna waste time saving me, but he did stall for time, so coming up with a plan was easy enough.”
Korilla was about to say something but decided not to. She saw the way her patron looked upon the newest soul bound servant. She knew the human side of her devilish master. Ever since he met them he knew their steeled self would be of use. Only after the defeat of the brain had he considered them more. Her frequent tracking of them and their merry band of misfits and weirdos was proof enough. Even sending her to save them on an occasion or two, the urgency in his voice didn’t hide his fear, vulnerability, care.
Raphael on the other hand winced internally at Tav’s words. He did care for them, he did wish for something more with them. His beloved had the glint of a fox’s eye, maybe he wished to bring that out in his mouse. Their figure covered in blood certainly was a sight for devilish eyes. Maybe he wanted the opposite as well, for Tav to teach him how to hold his humanity not with shame or locked away in the void of his heart but as a part of him. Maybe he wanted— no, now wasn’t the time. He has a base to make out of Ksula’s tower.
The tower was raided by Yurgir’s squad to be brought back to the house of hope and sorted. Korilla and the archivist sorted items to be kept, auctioned, and disguarded. Tav stayed with Raphael as a body guard and conversation starter. Haarlep had crawled out of the boudoir to watch the ordered chaos. Smirking to themself they plopped on top of Raphael and Tav sitting on their laps on a sofa.
“So, how was the meeting with Ksula?”
Haarlep says wrapping his arms around Raphael. Tav looks over, armor discarded on the floor a while ago. They yawn reaching for a pillow.
“It was successful.”
“Almost got beheaded but beheaded Ksula instead”
Tav yawns before leaning on the pillow in their lap. Haarlep ‘awws’ at Tav kissing their forehead earning a growl from Raphael as he pulls his tired mouse to rest on his arm. Haarlep chuckles to themself as he lays down in a warm cuddle pile. Compared to the frosted flames of Cania, Avernus was a nice reprieve from the cold.
Raphael would not have Haarlep claiming what’s his, but maybe, just maybe he’d let his pet indulge. But for now he held his little paladin and pet by his side. Ksula was the 2nd to last of Mephistopheles’ guardian demons before himself. Soon all would be right. Soon his claim of his father’s archive would award more power than just the crown of Karsus but also other artifacts of the fallen wizard.
Maybe he’d be able to convince his mouse of an extended contract. It only ended once Mephistopheles was ended, yet this would not be the final act between him and his sweet mouse.