Alaric
Their story and magic
This one didn't come to be liked. He came so you stop trying to be liked by everyone.
Look at how he stands. Top hat straight. Back upright. Citrine in his hand like someone holding something that isn't up for negotiation. Alaric carries an energy that unsettles people used to you saying yes to everything.
Blond, blue eyes, clover on the hat. He looks charming. But don't confuse charm with softness. Alaric is the Guardian who shows up when something needs to be said and you're not saying it.
Because here's what happens to you: you swallow things. You say "it's nothing" when it's everything. You accept the unacceptable with a smile so no one gets upset. And then you get angry alone, in silence, with yourself, for not having spoken.
The citrine he carries isn't to attract abundance this time. It's to light up something that went dark inside you: the will to say enough. Enough making yourself small. Enough giving up your place. Enough negotiating what isn't negotiable.
The clover on the hat isn't luck. It's a reminder: good things don't reach those who let themselves be walked on. They reach the ones who plant their feet and say "this is what I deserve, and what isn't, leaves."
Alaric looks at you with those blue eyes and asks nothing. He affirms something: "Next time someone crosses your line, your voice won't shake."
Energy: Firm boundaries. Earning respect without losing yourself. Saying no without guilt. Iron will wrapped in calm. No longer giving up your power.
Crystal: Citrine — personal power, will, third chakra lit.
Who he came for: For the one tired of always being the one who gives in. For the one who needs an emotional spine. For the one who, next time someone says "you're overreacting," wants to look them in the eyes and say "no, I'm being clear." Alaric is already standing. All that's left is for you to stand beside him.
✨ One-of-a-kind. Unrepeatable. Channeled by hand. Once it's gone, it doesn't come back.
