RPG
Introduction
For centuries Werewolves have ruled the wolf race and all its factions entirely. Four Werewolves, brothers, hold power and are recorded in the histories as "The Ancients" because they have ruled for so long. These brothers are firmly set on following the Werewolf traditions as the basis of all rules in all of Everingham, for every race and faction alike. Not everyone agrees, and thus grew a feud between the wolf factions, alliances forming between the other races in Everingham.
[See: Lycans vs Werewolves . Scroll down to the first post. I chose to run with this explanation and make it unique to our story.]
First, the Werewolves. This ruling faction is quite large and assumes power upon birth. The Four Ancients rule their Werewolf decendents easily, given that all Werewolves agree. The Werewolves are obsessed with tradition and are often very harsh. Their way of thinking has not really evolved, yet they are aware of the new thought processes and advancements in technology. As a result of their more traditional lifestyle, they think they are superior by divine right over every race, not just the wolf factions. Therefore, it is common to see Goblins and Ogres employed, often by force, within the walls of the Werewolf city of Netherfield. The city, much like it's an inhabitants, is traditional and almost medieval with it's stone walls and iron gates. There are even two drawbridges and a mote. Werewolves hold a sacred orb in the temple in the middle of the city. This orb, only accessible by The Ancients, allows the user to see what is going on in every part of Everingham to an extent. The user must focus on one topic of interest, and the orb will find the most relavent to this thought. For instance, if one were to think Shapeshifter, the most relavent would be the Monarch. But if one thought Shapeshifter threats they might come across a shapeshifter who is rebelling, even in the smallest degree. Abilities specific to Werewolves include: uncontrolled shifting, particularly during a full moon, moonlight energy--this happens during a full moon shift, giving the Werewolf power by the amount of moonlight it absorbs throughout the change--increased strength, increased speed, and Moon-rage--when the Werewolf shifts during a full moon and has absorbed quite a bit of moonlight energy, Moon-rage occurs, which gives the Werewolf double strength, speed, and also enhances its eyesight, and throws it into an unstopple fit of rage, making it almost impossible to defeat. Very few have lived while fighting an Moon-rage affected Werewolf. Oh, and Werewolves do still require being bitten or cursed to become a Werewolf, so when a new child is born in Netherfield, The Ancients demand he or she be immediately transformed. As a result of not being wholly a wolf, Werewolves have no tails in their transformed body. When they are in their human state, their sharp teeth are clearly visible when their lips move. Also, they do not age as quickly--whereas humans can only live to about 100, Werewolves can live for many, many centuries.
Second, the Lycans. Lycans, unlike Werewolves, have more control over there shifting, a fact that the Werewolves despise, mainly out of jealousy, but also because it is not traditional to the wolf race. Lycans have disagreed with the Werewolvian traditions and lifestyle since the split--which occurred during the time of The Ancients' father--and have avoided contact with them. They still must answer to the Werewolves, but only because of their power. None have been brave or strong enough to overcome even a fraction of the Werewolvian army, so they must sit in silent disagreement for the time being. While the Werewolves rule overall, the Lycan city of Pemberly does have a ruler, a male of great royalty in the Lycan faction. This ruler is very vaguely seen or known, but his word is law in the city, as is The Anceints' word law of the world of Everingham. Abilities specific to Lycans include: Controlled shifting to an extent--they still shift on a full moon and are capable of gaining some Moonlight energy, but not Moon-rage. They, unfortunately, have damaged eyesight when in the wolf form, so many Lycans prefer to stay in their Lycan form in order to see better. While in their Lycan (half wolf, half human) form, Lycans can hear as they would in wolf form, they can jump higher, and run fairly fast, and are very strong. Their appearance in this form may consist of thick eyebrows, fast growing and general thick facial hair [male only], lots of arm and leg hair [male only, females can shave], generally untamed hair, thick chest hair [male only], silver eyes, and two abnormally pointed incisors. Men usually keep their facial hair shaven, but it grows back throughout the day. As for their hair, they cut it weekly. In their wolf form, their abilities are enhanced, but their eyesight is weakened. They, also, do not age as quickly.
Eyes:
Lycan:
Third, the Shapeshifters. Shapeshifters have complete control over the time in which they change, and also into what. They have limitations, of course. The Shapeshifters have family bloodlines that carry down through inheritance what each family is capable of shapeshifting into. Every family, however, can turn into a wolf. The Werewolves laothe the shapeshifters, thinking they are a disgrace to the planet. The Lycans simply ignore them, content to be neutral on the subject. As with the Lycans, the Shapeshifters are still ultimately under Werewolvian rule, but they have their own monarch. The King and Queen of the Shapeshifters are very much concerned for the well being of their faction, but also lay ground rules to keep their people safe from Werewolvian harm, such as: "No Shapeshifter shall ever love either a Lycan or a Werewolf." This protects the family bloodlines as well as their people from the wrath of the more traditional Werewolves. These Shapeshifters live in Thorton Lacey, a city nearby the Forests of Longbourn and Sotherton. Abilities specific to Shapeshifters: They appear as normal humans, but they have either bright teal blue or dark, midnight blue eyes. Because of this, they don't have many altering abilities in their human form. When they shift, they generally take on the traits of what it shifts into, these traits gaining strength or weakness according to inheritance and genes. They also do not age as quickly.
Midnight Blue Eyes
Shapeshifter Limitations
1. Regardless of what form the Shifter is in, their voicebox does not change in any way whatsoever.
2. Boost Theory - After shifting forms, depending on what it is they shift into, the Shifter gains a slight boost of whatever the animal or creature is specialized in. For example: A dolphin or seal would have a fast swim speed and increased under water breathing. A horse or a wolf would have increased run speed, but it would not allow the Shifter to gain a cheetah’speed, simply because of the limitations on how much boost the Shifter is getting.
3. The Shifter can only shift into something relative to its own size. For instance, a simple human cannot shift into a giant dragon. A small dragon whelp would be fine, but the Boost Theory comes into play in every case, so it is important that the Shifter be aware of this.
4. Strain Theory – When a Shifter shifts, the body experiences several changes, such as bone size reduction or increase. This causes pain and can cause slight vertigo and blurriness to the eyes for a short moment of time. The faster the change, the worse these side-effects become. Since the body would not be used to the taken form as opposed to the human form, the body will try to reject long periods of time spent in the shifted form. This causes uneasiness, headaches, and pain in the Shifter. In order to stay in the form, they must put in the extra effort. The side-effects of the Strain Theory can carry over after shifting, not just remain the intial effects of shifting altogether. However, they cannot simply shift back into a human and immediately back into the first form, [See 5].
5. Cooldown Theory – Each form taken has a cooldown. For instance, the Shifter cannot change from a troll to a human and back to a troll just relieve pain from the Strain Theory.
6. “The faster you shift, the weaker you are.” This means that the Shifter’s full Boost potential is only reached if they take the required time for a certain form to shift. For example, if it took two minutes to shift and the Shifter changed in thirty seconds, then they would be substantially weakened, short of their full potential.
7. Time Limitation Theory – The longer a Shifter stays in a particular form, after overcoming the effects of the Strain Theory, the harder it is to shift back into the human form. Essentially, the body adapts itself to the shifted form, rather than the human form, reversing and cycling back through all of the effects of the Strain Theory as the Shifter tries to go from a shifted form back to the human form. Basically, the Strain Theory was the body’s rejection to staying shifted out of the human form for too long, and now it’s reversed to be objected to being out of the shifted form rather than the human form for too long.
8. SHAPESHIFTERS MAY HAVE 4-6 SHAPES, BUT REMEMBER THAT IT IS BLOODLINE INHERITED, SO A FAMILY MUST HAVE THE SAME NUMBER OF SHAPES AND TYPICALLY THE SAME SHAPES.
Other races include: Goblins, Faeries, Ogres, and Forest Elves.
Goblins: Goblins are very picky and mean, often grumble and complain, but are hard working and very afraid of the wolf factions. Of all of the factions, they are more comfortable with the Shapeshifters. Otherwise, the Goblins keep to themselves in the forest caves of Sotherton. They do keep common animals, such as: donkeys, horses, goats, sheep, and various other forest animals, particularly bats found in the caves. Birds are a great feasting item for them. Goblins do have abilities specific to their race, such as: sharp, stone-like teeth and nails, green skin allowing them to absorb sunlight energy, increased strength in their small muscles, slightly increased speed when climbing, intelligence beyond most, and superior hearing to other forest creatures. Goblins can live for several centuries, but they usually work themselves to death or get killed before they reach this age.
Faeries: Faeries are very tempermental creatures, but they tend to generally be concerned with their survival and well being. As such, they despise the Werewolves and are neutrally allied with the Lycans and Shapeshifters. They are more closely allied with the Forest Elves of Longbourn. Faeries have no particular area they call home, so often they are referred to as Nomad Faeries. Abilities specific to Faeries include: Flying, fire wielding, tiny, lightweight bodies that can fit almost anywhere without being noticed, general magic and curses. One flaw these Faeries have is that they can barely communicate. They cannot speak or write, but they can project their thoughts (like an Aura) into the minds of those they wish to hear it. However, their control of this is limited in range, so if they were too far away, no one would hear them, or if they were too close to the enemies, the enemies could hear them too. Basically, they cannot control the Area of Effect (AOE) of their Aura. However, they can hear others just fine. Faeries, unfortunately, do not have very long lifespans in the scheme of things. They can live about two or two and half centuries, but not much more. Faeries have no particular clothing style defined in Everingham, but since they are Nomad Faeries and they follow the Forest Elves around, the might, more or less, be content with wearing leaves or spinning spider's web to make a thick spider's silk for clothing.
Ogres: Ogres are generally considered to be the dumbest creatures in all of Everingham, which they are. Ogres are bumbling, fumbling, idiots of superior strength and stature. These are two unique qualities of the Ogre, along with their hunched backs and thick muscles. Besides their intimidating stature, these creatures are not to be feared for they are stupid enough to be tricked into alliance with their enemies after having been captured. Ogres tend to drool a lot, but no one seems to mind so long as they stay away from them--they are not the most appealing creatures to be around, obviously. Along with lack of intelligence, ogres suffer strained, if not complete loss of, hearing, baldness, terrible teeth alignment, and general ugliness. These creatures live along the borders of Sotherton, but are often captured by Werewolves and put to work in Netherfield. Of course, there are some orgres who have escaped the sterotype, but live under it for safety reasons. If any creature were to escape the Werewolves, it would be a smart ogre rather than a lucky ogre.
Forest Elves: Forest Elves are the more sophisticated and evolved creatures of Everingham. They resemble humans, except for their long, pointed ears, and very soft features. They usually have long, flowing hair that measures anywhere from their shoulders downward [male and female]. The most common hair and eye color for a Forest Elf is blonde or white and either green or honeysuckle yellow. Forest Elves are brought up to hunt and walk through the woods with quiet precision. They have superior archery skills and enhanced weaponry combat. They run a bit faster than humans, just from the way they were brought up. Forest Elves are nature conservative the majority of the time, so their clothing is usually made of leaves, vines,. . . etc. They also tend to have good relations with the animals in the forests. They live in Longbourn, Everingham, near the Shapeshifter city of Thorton Lacey.
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You can create any character that you would like. The two main characters who will create the forbidden love are Zane and Kara, characters played by myself and Writergirl24. Terribly sorry for that inconvenience, but the RP arose from those two characters' interactions with each other.
Character Skeleton:
Name:
Age: ((appearance and real))
Race:
Faction: ((only in wolves))
Shapes: ((only in Shapeshifters--limitations coming soon))
Location: ((City/area)), Everingham
Appearance: ((Images preferred))
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Personality:
Abilities: ((abilities specific to your character, more or less like talents))
Hobbies: ((if any))
Orientation:
Occupation: ((within their society))
General Equipment: ((anything specifically personal to you character))
History/Bio:
Other:
Please fill out all of the above fields completely within the RP's new Character system, and feel free to add anything not listed in the 'Other' field. Despite the information shown and required this will a very easy going roleplay, allowing for unlimited creativity.
[See: Lycans vs Werewolves . Scroll down to the first post. I chose to run with this explanation and make it unique to our story.]
First, the Werewolves. This ruling faction is quite large and assumes power upon birth. The Four Ancients rule their Werewolf decendents easily, given that all Werewolves agree. The Werewolves are obsessed with tradition and are often very harsh. Their way of thinking has not really evolved, yet they are aware of the new thought processes and advancements in technology. As a result of their more traditional lifestyle, they think they are superior by divine right over every race, not just the wolf factions. Therefore, it is common to see Goblins and Ogres employed, often by force, within the walls of the Werewolf city of Netherfield. The city, much like it's an inhabitants, is traditional and almost medieval with it's stone walls and iron gates. There are even two drawbridges and a mote. Werewolves hold a sacred orb in the temple in the middle of the city. This orb, only accessible by The Ancients, allows the user to see what is going on in every part of Everingham to an extent. The user must focus on one topic of interest, and the orb will find the most relavent to this thought. For instance, if one were to think Shapeshifter, the most relavent would be the Monarch. But if one thought Shapeshifter threats they might come across a shapeshifter who is rebelling, even in the smallest degree. Abilities specific to Werewolves include: uncontrolled shifting, particularly during a full moon, moonlight energy--this happens during a full moon shift, giving the Werewolf power by the amount of moonlight it absorbs throughout the change--increased strength, increased speed, and Moon-rage--when the Werewolf shifts during a full moon and has absorbed quite a bit of moonlight energy, Moon-rage occurs, which gives the Werewolf double strength, speed, and also enhances its eyesight, and throws it into an unstopple fit of rage, making it almost impossible to defeat. Very few have lived while fighting an Moon-rage affected Werewolf. Oh, and Werewolves do still require being bitten or cursed to become a Werewolf, so when a new child is born in Netherfield, The Ancients demand he or she be immediately transformed. As a result of not being wholly a wolf, Werewolves have no tails in their transformed body. When they are in their human state, their sharp teeth are clearly visible when their lips move. Also, they do not age as quickly--whereas humans can only live to about 100, Werewolves can live for many, many centuries.
Second, the Lycans. Lycans, unlike Werewolves, have more control over there shifting, a fact that the Werewolves despise, mainly out of jealousy, but also because it is not traditional to the wolf race. Lycans have disagreed with the Werewolvian traditions and lifestyle since the split--which occurred during the time of The Ancients' father--and have avoided contact with them. They still must answer to the Werewolves, but only because of their power. None have been brave or strong enough to overcome even a fraction of the Werewolvian army, so they must sit in silent disagreement for the time being. While the Werewolves rule overall, the Lycan city of Pemberly does have a ruler, a male of great royalty in the Lycan faction. This ruler is very vaguely seen or known, but his word is law in the city, as is The Anceints' word law of the world of Everingham. Abilities specific to Lycans include: Controlled shifting to an extent--they still shift on a full moon and are capable of gaining some Moonlight energy, but not Moon-rage. They, unfortunately, have damaged eyesight when in the wolf form, so many Lycans prefer to stay in their Lycan form in order to see better. While in their Lycan (half wolf, half human) form, Lycans can hear as they would in wolf form, they can jump higher, and run fairly fast, and are very strong. Their appearance in this form may consist of thick eyebrows, fast growing and general thick facial hair [male only], lots of arm and leg hair [male only, females can shave], generally untamed hair, thick chest hair [male only], silver eyes, and two abnormally pointed incisors. Men usually keep their facial hair shaven, but it grows back throughout the day. As for their hair, they cut it weekly. In their wolf form, their abilities are enhanced, but their eyesight is weakened. They, also, do not age as quickly.
Eyes:
Lycan:
Third, the Shapeshifters. Shapeshifters have complete control over the time in which they change, and also into what. They have limitations, of course. The Shapeshifters have family bloodlines that carry down through inheritance what each family is capable of shapeshifting into. Every family, however, can turn into a wolf. The Werewolves laothe the shapeshifters, thinking they are a disgrace to the planet. The Lycans simply ignore them, content to be neutral on the subject. As with the Lycans, the Shapeshifters are still ultimately under Werewolvian rule, but they have their own monarch. The King and Queen of the Shapeshifters are very much concerned for the well being of their faction, but also lay ground rules to keep their people safe from Werewolvian harm, such as: "No Shapeshifter shall ever love either a Lycan or a Werewolf." This protects the family bloodlines as well as their people from the wrath of the more traditional Werewolves. These Shapeshifters live in Thorton Lacey, a city nearby the Forests of Longbourn and Sotherton. Abilities specific to Shapeshifters: They appear as normal humans, but they have either bright teal blue or dark, midnight blue eyes. Because of this, they don't have many altering abilities in their human form. When they shift, they generally take on the traits of what it shifts into, these traits gaining strength or weakness according to inheritance and genes. They also do not age as quickly.
Midnight Blue Eyes
Shapeshifter Limitations
1. Regardless of what form the Shifter is in, their voicebox does not change in any way whatsoever.
2. Boost Theory - After shifting forms, depending on what it is they shift into, the Shifter gains a slight boost of whatever the animal or creature is specialized in. For example: A dolphin or seal would have a fast swim speed and increased under water breathing. A horse or a wolf would have increased run speed, but it would not allow the Shifter to gain a cheetah’speed, simply because of the limitations on how much boost the Shifter is getting.
3. The Shifter can only shift into something relative to its own size. For instance, a simple human cannot shift into a giant dragon. A small dragon whelp would be fine, but the Boost Theory comes into play in every case, so it is important that the Shifter be aware of this.
4. Strain Theory – When a Shifter shifts, the body experiences several changes, such as bone size reduction or increase. This causes pain and can cause slight vertigo and blurriness to the eyes for a short moment of time. The faster the change, the worse these side-effects become. Since the body would not be used to the taken form as opposed to the human form, the body will try to reject long periods of time spent in the shifted form. This causes uneasiness, headaches, and pain in the Shifter. In order to stay in the form, they must put in the extra effort. The side-effects of the Strain Theory can carry over after shifting, not just remain the intial effects of shifting altogether. However, they cannot simply shift back into a human and immediately back into the first form, [See 5].
5. Cooldown Theory – Each form taken has a cooldown. For instance, the Shifter cannot change from a troll to a human and back to a troll just relieve pain from the Strain Theory.
6. “The faster you shift, the weaker you are.” This means that the Shifter’s full Boost potential is only reached if they take the required time for a certain form to shift. For example, if it took two minutes to shift and the Shifter changed in thirty seconds, then they would be substantially weakened, short of their full potential.
7. Time Limitation Theory – The longer a Shifter stays in a particular form, after overcoming the effects of the Strain Theory, the harder it is to shift back into the human form. Essentially, the body adapts itself to the shifted form, rather than the human form, reversing and cycling back through all of the effects of the Strain Theory as the Shifter tries to go from a shifted form back to the human form. Basically, the Strain Theory was the body’s rejection to staying shifted out of the human form for too long, and now it’s reversed to be objected to being out of the shifted form rather than the human form for too long.
8. SHAPESHIFTERS MAY HAVE 4-6 SHAPES, BUT REMEMBER THAT IT IS BLOODLINE INHERITED, SO A FAMILY MUST HAVE THE SAME NUMBER OF SHAPES AND TYPICALLY THE SAME SHAPES.
Other races include: Goblins, Faeries, Ogres, and Forest Elves.
Goblins: Goblins are very picky and mean, often grumble and complain, but are hard working and very afraid of the wolf factions. Of all of the factions, they are more comfortable with the Shapeshifters. Otherwise, the Goblins keep to themselves in the forest caves of Sotherton. They do keep common animals, such as: donkeys, horses, goats, sheep, and various other forest animals, particularly bats found in the caves. Birds are a great feasting item for them. Goblins do have abilities specific to their race, such as: sharp, stone-like teeth and nails, green skin allowing them to absorb sunlight energy, increased strength in their small muscles, slightly increased speed when climbing, intelligence beyond most, and superior hearing to other forest creatures. Goblins can live for several centuries, but they usually work themselves to death or get killed before they reach this age.
Faeries: Faeries are very tempermental creatures, but they tend to generally be concerned with their survival and well being. As such, they despise the Werewolves and are neutrally allied with the Lycans and Shapeshifters. They are more closely allied with the Forest Elves of Longbourn. Faeries have no particular area they call home, so often they are referred to as Nomad Faeries. Abilities specific to Faeries include: Flying, fire wielding, tiny, lightweight bodies that can fit almost anywhere without being noticed, general magic and curses. One flaw these Faeries have is that they can barely communicate. They cannot speak or write, but they can project their thoughts (like an Aura) into the minds of those they wish to hear it. However, their control of this is limited in range, so if they were too far away, no one would hear them, or if they were too close to the enemies, the enemies could hear them too. Basically, they cannot control the Area of Effect (AOE) of their Aura. However, they can hear others just fine. Faeries, unfortunately, do not have very long lifespans in the scheme of things. They can live about two or two and half centuries, but not much more. Faeries have no particular clothing style defined in Everingham, but since they are Nomad Faeries and they follow the Forest Elves around, the might, more or less, be content with wearing leaves or spinning spider's web to make a thick spider's silk for clothing.
Ogres: Ogres are generally considered to be the dumbest creatures in all of Everingham, which they are. Ogres are bumbling, fumbling, idiots of superior strength and stature. These are two unique qualities of the Ogre, along with their hunched backs and thick muscles. Besides their intimidating stature, these creatures are not to be feared for they are stupid enough to be tricked into alliance with their enemies after having been captured. Ogres tend to drool a lot, but no one seems to mind so long as they stay away from them--they are not the most appealing creatures to be around, obviously. Along with lack of intelligence, ogres suffer strained, if not complete loss of, hearing, baldness, terrible teeth alignment, and general ugliness. These creatures live along the borders of Sotherton, but are often captured by Werewolves and put to work in Netherfield. Of course, there are some orgres who have escaped the sterotype, but live under it for safety reasons. If any creature were to escape the Werewolves, it would be a smart ogre rather than a lucky ogre.
Forest Elves: Forest Elves are the more sophisticated and evolved creatures of Everingham. They resemble humans, except for their long, pointed ears, and very soft features. They usually have long, flowing hair that measures anywhere from their shoulders downward [male and female]. The most common hair and eye color for a Forest Elf is blonde or white and either green or honeysuckle yellow. Forest Elves are brought up to hunt and walk through the woods with quiet precision. They have superior archery skills and enhanced weaponry combat. They run a bit faster than humans, just from the way they were brought up. Forest Elves are nature conservative the majority of the time, so their clothing is usually made of leaves, vines,. . . etc. They also tend to have good relations with the animals in the forests. They live in Longbourn, Everingham, near the Shapeshifter city of Thorton Lacey.
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You can create any character that you would like. The two main characters who will create the forbidden love are Zane and Kara, characters played by myself and Writergirl24. Terribly sorry for that inconvenience, but the RP arose from those two characters' interactions with each other.
Character Skeleton:
Name:
Age: ((appearance and real))
Race:
Faction: ((only in wolves))
Shapes: ((only in Shapeshifters--limitations coming soon))
Location: ((City/area)), Everingham
Appearance: ((Images preferred))
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Personality:
Abilities: ((abilities specific to your character, more or less like talents))
Hobbies: ((if any))
Orientation:
Occupation: ((within their society))
General Equipment: ((anything specifically personal to you character))
History/Bio:
Other:
Please fill out all of the above fields completely within the RP's new Character system, and feel free to add anything not listed in the 'Other' field. Despite the information shown and required this will a very easy going roleplay, allowing for unlimited creativity.
NOTE: ALL INFORMATION HERE IS SUBJECT TO CHANGE OR BE EDITED. AN INDEX THREAD IS NOW AVAILABLE! Character Index.
Rules
GM's: MistressDarkstar (me) and Writergirl24
1. Please at least be semi-literate! Grammar and correct spelling are appreciated and make the posts easier to read and understand.
2. Please refrain from using vulgar language entirely. A word here or there is alright, but is really not necessary at all. Continous infraction of this rule will result in extermination from the RP after a warning.
3. Keep the romance PG-13 or lower. Anything higher than PG-13 in this RP in unnecessary, and continuous infraction of this rule will result in extermination from the RP after a warning.
4. Absolutely no God-modding. If a player becomes inactive, Writergirl24 or myself will determine what to do with the character. Unless you specifically receive permission, there is to be no God-modding whatsoever. Continuous infraction of this rule will result in extermination from the RP after a warning.
5. Please, respect other players. It's not a hard thing to ask, really. If you have a problem with another player, take up in a PM. If the problem does not get corrected and you need help, contact Writergirl24 or myself.
6. Please refrain from OOC posting in the IC unless it is clearly marked with ((write here)) and it directly clarifies something in a post or is alerting someone to talk to you in a PM.
7. Have fun! All ideas are welcome as we encourage creativity in this RP. Please feel free run your ideas by us in a PM or in an OOC post.
Posting Rules
1. The Locations Rule - The Locations Rule states that when posting in the RP "Rebellion," each player must designate their location via the Locations Drop Down Menu located above the posting box. If you have more than one character, you may simply designate the ''universe,'' or main location, as your location, but you must specify the place in Bold as if you were posting for one character and were using the Locations Drop Down Menu. The other exception to this rule is as follows: If a character is to be travelling, they are allowed to post in the ''universe'' of the RP. Otherwise, a single character player is to specifically designate their location via the Locations Drop Down Menu located above the posting box.
[ex:] Take myself and Writergirl24. We have several chararcters; therefore, we post in Everingham, the ''universe'' of this RP, all the time. We designate where each of our characters are via Bold Print after the character name. If our character was to be travelling, we would simply restate "Everingham" as our character's location.
[ex:] Now, take Karri Khaos. She has one character. She posts in her specific location, unless she intends on making her character travel. In her first post, she designated Everingham as her location, but she specified, tactfully, in the post where her character was travelling to and from. In that particular case she was going from Longbourn to the Forest of Longbourn.
2. The Specific In-Post Locations Rule - The Specific In-Post Locations Rule states that when posting in the RP "Rebellion" should a player's character be travelling, they must specifically state the location of their whereabouts. This also applies when using the term 'forest' and 'village' or 'city.' It is possible that one could take the extra time to look up what race of character the player has, but it is easiest and best for the player to state their location within the post, even if it is listed via the Locations Rule.
[ex:] Take myself and Writergirl24 again. With our two main characters, Kara and Zane, we listed where we were in Bold beforehand. However, we did state again, within the post, where our characters were or were going to. That is the basis of the Specific In-Post Locations Rule.
3. The All-Readers' Posting Rule - The All-Readers' Posting Rule state that every player in the RP "Rebellion" MUST read all previously unread posts of every other player, whether they concern you or not. This helps with making sure everyone is on the same page and that everyone can successfully make their character's next move. This also helps with allowing opportunities for Character-Interaction.
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An ogre who has escaped captivity in the Netherfields and now roams constantly to elude the werewolves.
A playful fairy of Longbourn, whom usually speaks with a lot of sarcasm or teasing remarks.
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Kara Verney played by writergirl24
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A strong minded, strong willed man with the courage in body and mind to do anything.
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Places in Rebellion
73 postsEveringham
Post here when your character is traveling. Otherwise, choose a specific location.
10 postsNetherfield
The Werewolvian City. - Post here when you are anywhere in Netherfield.
0 postsPemberly
The Lycan City. - Post here when you are in Pemberly
6 postsThorton Lacey
The Shapeshifter City. - Post here when you are in Thorton Lacey
0 postsForest of Longbourn
Home to the Forest Elf village: Longbourn. - Post here when you are in the Forest of Longbourn, yet still not in the Village.
8 postsLongbourn
The Forest Elf village located within and without the Forest of Longbourn. - Post here when you are specifically in the Village of Longbourn (aka Longbourn).
16 postsLynosry Pharmacy
Evelyn Lynosry's home and medic center. - Post here when you are in this shop.
2 postsForest of Sotherton
Home to the Sotherton Caves of Goblins and the Sotherton huts of Ogres. - Post here when you are not in the cave or in the huts, just when are specifically in the Forest.
0 postsGoblin Caves of Sotherton
Home to the Goblins of Sotherton. No one dare enter these caves, for the Goblins are very territorial. Curiousity has been known to. . . kill. - Post here when you are specifically in the Goblin Caves of Sotherton
0 postsOgre Huts of Sotherton
They may look stupid, but these Ogres have nestled into the natural tangle of trees, a vast maze if one were to accidentally stumble into this mess. -- Post here when you are specifically in this 'tangle of trees.'
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((NOTE: Since I have so many characters, I will always post in Everingham. However, I will specifically note the place where I am in BOLD at the beginning of each character. Everyone with one character is to abide by the Location Rules, which you can view in the PLACES tab.))
Forest of Longbourn
Zane ran through the Forest of Longbourn, listening for anyone following him. It was a dangerous thing he was doing, sneaking out, but he would do it for Kara any day. Kara was the sunshine in his world. When everything seemed bleak and hopeless, Kara showed him otherwise. A simple smile was all it took to remove all the stress he had from the day. The notes he got from her were a treasure to him. He always kept them. They were hidden in a small hole in the Pemberly city walls. No one would ever find them, he knew this, but he had to be careful about when he put them in there. After all, Lycans were not idiots.
After about a twenty minute run from Pemberly to the spot in the Forest where he met Kara, Zane crouched down in the shadows, listening for Kara's arrival. The Forest Elves were sleeping, only guards were awake, but they were far enough from the village to safely go unspotted by the guards or any passer-bys. The note he'd received last night had told him that Kara wanted to meet tonight. He'd had no need to agree, she knew he would be there as he always was.
Thinking back as he waited, Zane realized they'd been together for quite sometime. Kara, when they'd first met, was very guarded and fragile. Her past had not let her willingly love him; he'd had to prove to her that he would not harm her. His rule-breaking had proved his faithfulness and feelings to her, but the trust he'd earned had been a harder effort. It was all worth it, though. Now, Kara was strong and loving, trusting of Zane completely. He'd always trusted her, always loved her, but he'd never found her wariness to love him back a problem. He understood how hard trust was to gain and how easily it could be shattered, and he was willing to risk everything to gain her trust, to gain her love. And so he had.
Zane was in his wolf form, but it was still clear as anything that he was smiling. The soft padding of feet alerted him to Kara's arrival and he stood, shifting into his human form as he did so. A quick look at the moon told him he would have no problems tonight--the moon was not full tonight. When her form finally became clear to his somewhat poor eyesight--a terrible side effect of being a Lycan--Zane whispered, knowing she would hear him.
"Good evening, lovely."
Pemberly
Lia Kim paced around the small house, walking out on the small balcony with frustration. The house she and Zane shared was on the third level of houses, which wasn't a problem since Lycans could jump fairly high, but it didn't allow her much pacing room. She paced from the back of the house to the balcony, back and forth, back and forth.
Where had he gone? It was too late for him to be anywhere reasonable. The entire city was sleeping, or supposed to be. Had he gone to another one of those parties with his friends? Lia Kim scanned the city from her viewpoint and vaguely heard the noise of party goers just outside the city walls. Parties were common in Pemberly, but since the city was to be quiet at this late hour, they were only allowed to take place just outside the city walls.
Why are you angry, Lia Kim? a faint voice in her head asked. She sighed and returned to her bedding in the house, sitting down rather than lying down. He is old enough to take care of himself. Let him. So long as he is not breaking any rules, he is in no way a threat. Lia Kim listened to her mother's voice try to soothe her. Her mother's voice could only be heard with her, so it was argued that the voice was a figment of Lia Kim's imagination.
Shaking her head and lying down, Lia Kim spoke softly, careful not to wake her neighbors below her. "Yes, but what if he is breaking the rules, even at the parties?" she muttered sleepily.
Netherfield
"Where is Blitz, Benjamin? I must speak with him about his lack of attendance at our meetings." Christos was settling in his chair in the Armory, where he and his brothers had come to review the newly created weapons. It was late, but a King's day never truly ended.
"He's probably scaling the palace with the servant boy, Joshua," Benjamin replied. He was not one for talking and when he did, he was very direct. The only time he truly talked was at Werewolf Training. That was his job and his passion, so why wouldn't he be more lively there?
"Yes, well, someone must retrieve Blitz for me," Christos ordered, his eyes flicking to Liam. Liam was the youngest and one of the quieter ones. Christos had no time for quiet and young, so he wasn't too fond of Liam. Being the oldest, Christos had the power to order the youngest brother around. "Go, Liam. I have matters to discuss with Benjamin, so he cannot go himself." Whether Liam obeyed or not was a different story.
"And what matters would that be, brother?"
"Matters that must be discussed in private. Liam."
Zane
Forest of Longbourn
Zane ran through the Forest of Longbourn, listening for anyone following him. It was a dangerous thing he was doing, sneaking out, but he would do it for Kara any day. Kara was the sunshine in his world. When everything seemed bleak and hopeless, Kara showed him otherwise. A simple smile was all it took to remove all the stress he had from the day. The notes he got from her were a treasure to him. He always kept them. They were hidden in a small hole in the Pemberly city walls. No one would ever find them, he knew this, but he had to be careful about when he put them in there. After all, Lycans were not idiots.
After about a twenty minute run from Pemberly to the spot in the Forest where he met Kara, Zane crouched down in the shadows, listening for Kara's arrival. The Forest Elves were sleeping, only guards were awake, but they were far enough from the village to safely go unspotted by the guards or any passer-bys. The note he'd received last night had told him that Kara wanted to meet tonight. He'd had no need to agree, she knew he would be there as he always was.
Thinking back as he waited, Zane realized they'd been together for quite sometime. Kara, when they'd first met, was very guarded and fragile. Her past had not let her willingly love him; he'd had to prove to her that he would not harm her. His rule-breaking had proved his faithfulness and feelings to her, but the trust he'd earned had been a harder effort. It was all worth it, though. Now, Kara was strong and loving, trusting of Zane completely. He'd always trusted her, always loved her, but he'd never found her wariness to love him back a problem. He understood how hard trust was to gain and how easily it could be shattered, and he was willing to risk everything to gain her trust, to gain her love. And so he had.
Zane was in his wolf form, but it was still clear as anything that he was smiling. The soft padding of feet alerted him to Kara's arrival and he stood, shifting into his human form as he did so. A quick look at the moon told him he would have no problems tonight--the moon was not full tonight. When her form finally became clear to his somewhat poor eyesight--a terrible side effect of being a Lycan--Zane whispered, knowing she would hear him.
"Good evening, lovely."
Lia Kim
Pemberly
Lia Kim paced around the small house, walking out on the small balcony with frustration. The house she and Zane shared was on the third level of houses, which wasn't a problem since Lycans could jump fairly high, but it didn't allow her much pacing room. She paced from the back of the house to the balcony, back and forth, back and forth.
Where had he gone? It was too late for him to be anywhere reasonable. The entire city was sleeping, or supposed to be. Had he gone to another one of those parties with his friends? Lia Kim scanned the city from her viewpoint and vaguely heard the noise of party goers just outside the city walls. Parties were common in Pemberly, but since the city was to be quiet at this late hour, they were only allowed to take place just outside the city walls.
Why are you angry, Lia Kim? a faint voice in her head asked. She sighed and returned to her bedding in the house, sitting down rather than lying down. He is old enough to take care of himself. Let him. So long as he is not breaking any rules, he is in no way a threat. Lia Kim listened to her mother's voice try to soothe her. Her mother's voice could only be heard with her, so it was argued that the voice was a figment of Lia Kim's imagination.
Shaking her head and lying down, Lia Kim spoke softly, careful not to wake her neighbors below her. "Yes, but what if he is breaking the rules, even at the parties?" she muttered sleepily.
The Ancients
Netherfield
"Where is Blitz, Benjamin? I must speak with him about his lack of attendance at our meetings." Christos was settling in his chair in the Armory, where he and his brothers had come to review the newly created weapons. It was late, but a King's day never truly ended.
"He's probably scaling the palace with the servant boy, Joshua," Benjamin replied. He was not one for talking and when he did, he was very direct. The only time he truly talked was at Werewolf Training. That was his job and his passion, so why wouldn't he be more lively there?
"Yes, well, someone must retrieve Blitz for me," Christos ordered, his eyes flicking to Liam. Liam was the youngest and one of the quieter ones. Christos had no time for quiet and young, so he wasn't too fond of Liam. Being the oldest, Christos had the power to order the youngest brother around. "Go, Liam. I have matters to discuss with Benjamin, so he cannot go himself." Whether Liam obeyed or not was a different story.
"And what matters would that be, brother?"
"Matters that must be discussed in private. Liam."
OOC Notes
Deep within the Elven village of Longbourn resides a small store. Like many of the older 'buildings' it was actually a large tree that had grown to be large and hollow. The tree was one hundred feet tall easily but the inhabitant seemed to only use about three stories of the tree as a home. A few wood paned windows were in the tree's trunk and has small vines grown around the window panes with the occasional flower sprouting on them. The tree trunk itself was an odd yet lovely mixture of greens yellows and browns. A small wooden door was at the base of the tree, it had a simple yet decorative carving on it that appeared to be flower vines going up the sides of the door, which was made slightly less impressive by the actual flower vines growing up the wall just on either side of the door. The flower vines grew up and followed two branches that jutted out of the tree just about the door. Between the edges of the two branches hung a sign that read in intricate calligraphy,Lynosry Pharmacy.
Above the door a ways was a small balcony with flowers all around it and two hanging lamps hanging from branches, which made a small sort of canopy over the balcony. The was not a second balcony above that but the third floor appeared to have many windows. Inside on the first floor the first thing one would notice upon entering would be the sound of a bell chime from the bell attached to the door. The floor seemed to be a hard wood of some sort and the walls were obviously the inside of the trunk with the occasional flower here and there as well. The walls were lined with many tall shelves holding different glasses full of herbs, remedies, odd ingredients, liquids of other matters, and books. A small desk was to the immediate right of the door with a chair behind it. If one were to sit in the chair they would be perfectly visible from the street through one of the windows. The desk was simple and had a light purple book with a silver metal design on the spine and red gems in it. In the far back of the room were some stairs that appear almost like a natural part of the inside of the tree trunk.
The second floor was obviously a cozy little home, similar walls and flooring to the first floor. There wasn't much just a main little room with a few chairs and a table, a door that lead to a small bathroom, another to a small kitchen, and another to a normal sized bedroom which linked to the balcony. If on were to walk out to the balcony they would have a lovely view of the local area of Longbourn. If one were to look to the right as they come onto the balcony they would see a small staircase that spiraled slightly around the tree, this lead to the third floor where Evelyn currently found herself.
From the street a quiet boom could be heard and a few moments later Evelyn opened a window and and small poof of smoke followed then cleared. Evelyn's hair was slightly messy and she seemed a bit disgruntled but she quickly regathered herself. A guard passing by looked up and asked if she was alright.
"I'm fine, thank you!" she called back and then left the window open to air out the room. The third floor, like the first, was one large room that had many shelves and tables around it. the shelves were lined with the same many things as the first. the tables has small viles, tubs, glasses and other various measuring items on them. Two tables even had small burners on them with a table with a large sink installed between the two. One of the tables has some liquid spilled on it and some soot over part of it and on the burner.
"Well, note to self Salamander Essence, Moon Bloom Extraction, and Purveenos Roots do not make a good mix," she chuckled a bit and started to clean up the small mess she had made. "Today's been a bit slow in the shop, maybe I should close early and go to the forest to gather more herbs......." she stopped what she was doing and looked around. "Well I can't complain other than everyday first aid I'm normally only needed in a time of danger or heartache so if business is going slow then I can't be unhappy." she thought as she rummaged around making a note of things she needed. She headed down to the second floor and changed from her white everyday outfit to her green and white travel wear. A are green corset top with light green engravings and designs, an identical dark green jacket with small shoulder pads and light green engravings and designs, that jacket was layer somewhat in the front and closed hooked just where the bottom of her corset was. She wore a loose pleated white skirt that went to just above her knees and green knee-high boots with light green design on them as well. She headed down and grabbed the purple and silver book off her front desk and put up a sign in the window that said 'closed'. She walked out of the shop and locked the door.
The area was full of similar trees with shops, small stands with flowers growing in the wood, during the day children would be playing together, vendors, and friendly people would be out and about, but in the night it was quite, the streets were lined with lamps and small fireflies flickered. Evelyn smiled and started on her way to get out of the village occasionally avoiding a guard here or there just because she didn't like to be interrupted when she was on her way to get herb or she'd forget what herbs she needed. She got to a the outer edge of the village after a short while of walking and slipped her book into a secure strap to her waist. With ease and her elf like grace she jumped to a near by tree branch. She started to jump from tree to tree getting further from the village and higher up off the ground with each jump. Eventually she was near where the leaves of the old tall trees were. Every now and then she would stop and pick an herb or two at the canopy and then move on her way again. After a while she started to jump down from branch to branch and walked on the forest floor. In the beauty she couldn't help but sing a little lullaby that she knew as she enjoyed the peacefulness.
As she sang she heard a flapping then thumping and thrashing sound. She easily made it out to be a bird flying into a tree and thrashing on the ground. She got up and investigated to find a Silver Knight Bird. The bird go it's name from its silver feathers and the way they spiked up off it's head like a knights helmet, and their nature of often swooping in and distracting predators hunting on the ground. They can grow to be quite large but this one must have only been a few weeks old and was bit smaller than an owl. This particular one had sliver feathers with light blue tips on the wings and long flowing tail feathers and had light blue eyes as well. "Oh poor thing it's wing is hurt," Evelyn mumbled as she reached down and picked it up. She moved over to the rock again and got a small stick and some bandage and turned it into a makeshift splint. "That will have to do for now, looks like I'll have to take care of you till you're better," she mumbled as she picked up the surprisingly calm bird and started to walk off, headed back for the village, once again singing the lullaby.
Above the door a ways was a small balcony with flowers all around it and two hanging lamps hanging from branches, which made a small sort of canopy over the balcony. The was not a second balcony above that but the third floor appeared to have many windows. Inside on the first floor the first thing one would notice upon entering would be the sound of a bell chime from the bell attached to the door. The floor seemed to be a hard wood of some sort and the walls were obviously the inside of the trunk with the occasional flower here and there as well. The walls were lined with many tall shelves holding different glasses full of herbs, remedies, odd ingredients, liquids of other matters, and books. A small desk was to the immediate right of the door with a chair behind it. If one were to sit in the chair they would be perfectly visible from the street through one of the windows. The desk was simple and had a light purple book with a silver metal design on the spine and red gems in it. In the far back of the room were some stairs that appear almost like a natural part of the inside of the tree trunk.
The second floor was obviously a cozy little home, similar walls and flooring to the first floor. There wasn't much just a main little room with a few chairs and a table, a door that lead to a small bathroom, another to a small kitchen, and another to a normal sized bedroom which linked to the balcony. If on were to walk out to the balcony they would have a lovely view of the local area of Longbourn. If one were to look to the right as they come onto the balcony they would see a small staircase that spiraled slightly around the tree, this lead to the third floor where Evelyn currently found herself.
From the street a quiet boom could be heard and a few moments later Evelyn opened a window and and small poof of smoke followed then cleared. Evelyn's hair was slightly messy and she seemed a bit disgruntled but she quickly regathered herself. A guard passing by looked up and asked if she was alright.
"I'm fine, thank you!" she called back and then left the window open to air out the room. The third floor, like the first, was one large room that had many shelves and tables around it. the shelves were lined with the same many things as the first. the tables has small viles, tubs, glasses and other various measuring items on them. Two tables even had small burners on them with a table with a large sink installed between the two. One of the tables has some liquid spilled on it and some soot over part of it and on the burner.
"Well, note to self Salamander Essence, Moon Bloom Extraction, and Purveenos Roots do not make a good mix," she chuckled a bit and started to clean up the small mess she had made. "Today's been a bit slow in the shop, maybe I should close early and go to the forest to gather more herbs......." she stopped what she was doing and looked around. "Well I can't complain other than everyday first aid I'm normally only needed in a time of danger or heartache so if business is going slow then I can't be unhappy." she thought as she rummaged around making a note of things she needed. She headed down to the second floor and changed from her white everyday outfit to her green and white travel wear. A are green corset top with light green engravings and designs, an identical dark green jacket with small shoulder pads and light green engravings and designs, that jacket was layer somewhat in the front and closed hooked just where the bottom of her corset was. She wore a loose pleated white skirt that went to just above her knees and green knee-high boots with light green design on them as well. She headed down and grabbed the purple and silver book off her front desk and put up a sign in the window that said 'closed'. She walked out of the shop and locked the door.
The area was full of similar trees with shops, small stands with flowers growing in the wood, during the day children would be playing together, vendors, and friendly people would be out and about, but in the night it was quite, the streets were lined with lamps and small fireflies flickered. Evelyn smiled and started on her way to get out of the village occasionally avoiding a guard here or there just because she didn't like to be interrupted when she was on her way to get herb or she'd forget what herbs she needed. She got to a the outer edge of the village after a short while of walking and slipped her book into a secure strap to her waist. With ease and her elf like grace she jumped to a near by tree branch. She started to jump from tree to tree getting further from the village and higher up off the ground with each jump. Eventually she was near where the leaves of the old tall trees were. Every now and then she would stop and pick an herb or two at the canopy and then move on her way again. After a while she started to jump down from branch to branch and walked on the forest floor. In the beauty she couldn't help but sing a little lullaby that she knew as she enjoyed the peacefulness.
As she sang she heard a flapping then thumping and thrashing sound. She easily made it out to be a bird flying into a tree and thrashing on the ground. She got up and investigated to find a Silver Knight Bird. The bird go it's name from its silver feathers and the way they spiked up off it's head like a knights helmet, and their nature of often swooping in and distracting predators hunting on the ground. They can grow to be quite large but this one must have only been a few weeks old and was bit smaller than an owl. This particular one had sliver feathers with light blue tips on the wings and long flowing tail feathers and had light blue eyes as well. "Oh poor thing it's wing is hurt," Evelyn mumbled as she reached down and picked it up. She moved over to the rock again and got a small stick and some bandage and turned it into a makeshift splint. "That will have to do for now, looks like I'll have to take care of you till you're better," she mumbled as she picked up the surprisingly calm bird and started to walk off, headed back for the village, once again singing the lullaby.
OOC Notes
Ninrian yawned loudly. She enjoyed sleeping quite late into the day. Faeries were more on the relaxed side of life. Most of them hadn't anything to do with combat, nor did they want to have anything to do with it. Ninrian...was one of the few whom embraced the rush of combat. The small creatures had the difficulty of having a body nowhere near made for combat, but she knew how to counter her lack of physical ability: With a healthy dose of magical ability! To her, nothing said "Back off" like a well placed bolt of fire.
She pushed herself out of bed, and stretched, her wings fluttering lightly. She looked around her bedroom...it was rather quaint...for a Faerie. There was a crude bed made from leaves, and cushioned from softened cotton and silk. She had somewhat of a dresser, even it did a poor job at keeping her clothing organized. And then there was a body length mirror made from a broken shard of a much larger mirror. She stopped to admire her form in the glass shard...her scarlet hair was messy and fluffed from her night's rest. Indeed...pretty good furnishings for an house....inside an old woodpecker's nest, anyway.
She threw her nightgown off in a hurry, and walked into her bathroom...which was another part of the nest, which she kept a bowl of water in. She smiled as she dipped herself in the cool water, the liquid bolting her awake quickly. She sighed deeply and dunked herself under the water. The soup bowl made quite the luxurious bathing tub....
Not three or four minutes before she left the bathing room, wringing her long red hair dry as she walked towards her dresser. She quickly adorned her typical garb for an average day. A long loincloth and a leafy brassire. She modeled herself, still a tad wet in the mirror again. "Hard to look cuter than meeee!" She thought, not carring in particular whom picked up on it.
She walked over to the edge of the home, and looked out over the edge.... Like the rest of the Faeries' homes, hers was high near the top of the treetops. She looked straight down. The city below, Longbourn seemed to be quite busy below. She smirked as she took a few steps back, before taking large, leaping steps forwards, and jumping in a swan dive straight out the window. Her light body shot straight down like an arrow, dispite having almost no mass. The ground came closer...and closer still she was but a few feet from impacting one of the bridges the elves created to link their trees together, when her wings started hitting overkill, fluttering hard like those of the humming bird, effectively stopping her fall dead in it's tracks. Satisfied with her stunt, she began to flutter around the town, zipping around like most Faeries did.
The elves were constricted to ground, while the faeries were free to flutter around the city, with very few limitations...which made them prefer less croweded spots, and even unreachable placed by elven standards. But she foud elves quite agreeable. Almost moreso than her own kind. Perhaps that was just how she was. She looked around... Today was a free day. She had no students, and the store was closed for sure. Noone had needed medical attention in days. Noone faerie wise anyway. Most faeries never did get hurt...it was rare as most of them never saw battle.
After scanning her surroundings, Ninrian saw one of her good friends below: Evelyn. They had met quite some time back, perhaps a year. A long time in faerie standards... She zipped down low untill she was close enough for her friend to hear her projected thoughts. Helllooooo! How's it goin', tall, blonde and elfy? Her mind exclaimed brightly, jokingly.
She pushed herself out of bed, and stretched, her wings fluttering lightly. She looked around her bedroom...it was rather quaint...for a Faerie. There was a crude bed made from leaves, and cushioned from softened cotton and silk. She had somewhat of a dresser, even it did a poor job at keeping her clothing organized. And then there was a body length mirror made from a broken shard of a much larger mirror. She stopped to admire her form in the glass shard...her scarlet hair was messy and fluffed from her night's rest. Indeed...pretty good furnishings for an house....inside an old woodpecker's nest, anyway.
She threw her nightgown off in a hurry, and walked into her bathroom...which was another part of the nest, which she kept a bowl of water in. She smiled as she dipped herself in the cool water, the liquid bolting her awake quickly. She sighed deeply and dunked herself under the water. The soup bowl made quite the luxurious bathing tub....
Not three or four minutes before she left the bathing room, wringing her long red hair dry as she walked towards her dresser. She quickly adorned her typical garb for an average day. A long loincloth and a leafy brassire. She modeled herself, still a tad wet in the mirror again. "Hard to look cuter than meeee!" She thought, not carring in particular whom picked up on it.
She walked over to the edge of the home, and looked out over the edge.... Like the rest of the Faeries' homes, hers was high near the top of the treetops. She looked straight down. The city below, Longbourn seemed to be quite busy below. She smirked as she took a few steps back, before taking large, leaping steps forwards, and jumping in a swan dive straight out the window. Her light body shot straight down like an arrow, dispite having almost no mass. The ground came closer...and closer still she was but a few feet from impacting one of the bridges the elves created to link their trees together, when her wings started hitting overkill, fluttering hard like those of the humming bird, effectively stopping her fall dead in it's tracks. Satisfied with her stunt, she began to flutter around the town, zipping around like most Faeries did.
The elves were constricted to ground, while the faeries were free to flutter around the city, with very few limitations...which made them prefer less croweded spots, and even unreachable placed by elven standards. But she foud elves quite agreeable. Almost moreso than her own kind. Perhaps that was just how she was. She looked around... Today was a free day. She had no students, and the store was closed for sure. Noone had needed medical attention in days. Noone faerie wise anyway. Most faeries never did get hurt...it was rare as most of them never saw battle.
After scanning her surroundings, Ninrian saw one of her good friends below: Evelyn. They had met quite some time back, perhaps a year. A long time in faerie standards... She zipped down low untill she was close enough for her friend to hear her projected thoughts. Helllooooo! How's it goin', tall, blonde and elfy? Her mind exclaimed brightly, jokingly.
OOC Notes
((Because of my mutltiple characters like Mistress I will always be posting in Everingham, but I will put in bold the specific location of each character))
Forest of Longbourn
the night was warm and the moon bright as Kara flitted through the lush green Forest of Longbourn. Her small paws pounded against the moss covered ground and her sleek silver fur pressed against her body as the wind whipped past her. She was running as fast as her tiny body could take her for one reason and one reason only, Zane. She had sent him a not the night before telling hiim to meet her tonight. She had to see him. It had been so long. Too long for her heart to bear.
At the thought of his smiling face and his warm embrace her paws pounded faster and she pushed herself to go more quickly. Her eyes were glittering brightly as she neared the spot they always met at. He would be there. She would be able to see him, to hold him, and talk to him; the man who had changed her life forever.
Looking back on that first meeting Kara was amazed at the change Zane had brought to her. She's been such a nervous frightened little creature with no trust for anything in the world. Her past was awful, it had taught her to loath, hate, and distrust men, but Zane had taught her differently. With patience, tenderness, and love he had gained her trust. She no longer feared the world, but embraced it. She had no fears. Instead, she had Zane.
Up ahead she saw a figure amongst the trees and her heart skipped a beat. She bounded energetically out of the trees and lept at him. As her paws hit the ground she changed and stood before him in human form. She was very small with light peachy skin and delicate features. Her hair was pale blonde and wavy all down her back and her eyes which with fixed on Zane were the same midnight blue and they sparkled with love and happiness as she looked at him.
"Oh Zane!" she cried as she launched herself into his arms, "I've missed you!"
Longbourn
Beth walked slowly down the small street of Longbourn towards her home humming softly to herself. The bright moonlight spilled over her turning her gorgeous dark brown curls that fell to her waist a pretty silvery glow and a very becoming shine to her large violet eyes. She was a tiny little thing with soft ivory skin and pointy ears that poked through her lovely tresses. She wore around her neck a thin chain of gold holding a delicately formed rose that her mother had given to her. She stroked it absently as her mind wandered through the recent happenings at home. Her eldest sister Susan was engaged to be married.
A gentle smile lit up her innocent face at the thought of her sister's wedding. Even though it was a little scary for Beth to give up one of her sisters whom she loved dearly she was so happy that her sister was happy for the happiness of others was the only thing that truly mattered to Beth. Sweet gentle Beth lived to make other people happy. She had devoted herself body and mind to her sister so the wedding would be perfect and had just finished collecting floweres to make Susan's headpiece.
She stopped for a moment and lifted the cloth covering her basket to peek at the flowers checking to make sure they were sill in tact. After examining the delicate white petals she was satisfied and set of for home at a quicker pace making the light lavender fabric of her gown rustle softly.
Netherfield
Liam stood silently as he always did listening to his older brother's talk while he thought of other things; Jasmine, but they mustn't know that. He hadn't spoken of her for years. No one knew how attached he'd truly been to her. When she'd left he'd faked indiffernce, but he missed her terribly. A deep sigh escaped him just as his eldest brother Christos addressed him.
Go, Liam. I have matters to discuss with Benjamin, so he cannot go himself." Liam rolled his eyes as Benjamin asked a question. It was such a bother to be the youngest brother at times. He was always sent as errand boy. Didn't they have servents to do this? He looked back to Christos as he finished speaking with Benjamin."Matters that must be discussed in private. Liam."
With an angry glare Liam pushed himself away fromt the wall he was leaning against and stormed from the room without a word. He marched down the hall searching for Blitz angry at him for not being where Christos wanted him and angry at Christos for making him fetch his brother. Liam stormed through the rooms looking for Blitz until finally he found him lurking alone. With determined steps Liam walked up to Blitz and scowled at him.
"Christos is looking for you," Liam growled then turned on his heel and left the room before Blitz could ask any questions. In a few quick strides he had made it to the door to the dungeo and made his way down the long winding staircase to take a leisurly stroll through the dark and damp cells where they kept all their rule breakers.
Kara
Forest of Longbourn
the night was warm and the moon bright as Kara flitted through the lush green Forest of Longbourn. Her small paws pounded against the moss covered ground and her sleek silver fur pressed against her body as the wind whipped past her. She was running as fast as her tiny body could take her for one reason and one reason only, Zane. She had sent him a not the night before telling hiim to meet her tonight. She had to see him. It had been so long. Too long for her heart to bear.
At the thought of his smiling face and his warm embrace her paws pounded faster and she pushed herself to go more quickly. Her eyes were glittering brightly as she neared the spot they always met at. He would be there. She would be able to see him, to hold him, and talk to him; the man who had changed her life forever.
Looking back on that first meeting Kara was amazed at the change Zane had brought to her. She's been such a nervous frightened little creature with no trust for anything in the world. Her past was awful, it had taught her to loath, hate, and distrust men, but Zane had taught her differently. With patience, tenderness, and love he had gained her trust. She no longer feared the world, but embraced it. She had no fears. Instead, she had Zane.
Up ahead she saw a figure amongst the trees and her heart skipped a beat. She bounded energetically out of the trees and lept at him. As her paws hit the ground she changed and stood before him in human form. She was very small with light peachy skin and delicate features. Her hair was pale blonde and wavy all down her back and her eyes which with fixed on Zane were the same midnight blue and they sparkled with love and happiness as she looked at him.
"Oh Zane!" she cried as she launched herself into his arms, "I've missed you!"
Beth
Longbourn
Beth walked slowly down the small street of Longbourn towards her home humming softly to herself. The bright moonlight spilled over her turning her gorgeous dark brown curls that fell to her waist a pretty silvery glow and a very becoming shine to her large violet eyes. She was a tiny little thing with soft ivory skin and pointy ears that poked through her lovely tresses. She wore around her neck a thin chain of gold holding a delicately formed rose that her mother had given to her. She stroked it absently as her mind wandered through the recent happenings at home. Her eldest sister Susan was engaged to be married.
A gentle smile lit up her innocent face at the thought of her sister's wedding. Even though it was a little scary for Beth to give up one of her sisters whom she loved dearly she was so happy that her sister was happy for the happiness of others was the only thing that truly mattered to Beth. Sweet gentle Beth lived to make other people happy. She had devoted herself body and mind to her sister so the wedding would be perfect and had just finished collecting floweres to make Susan's headpiece.
She stopped for a moment and lifted the cloth covering her basket to peek at the flowers checking to make sure they were sill in tact. After examining the delicate white petals she was satisfied and set of for home at a quicker pace making the light lavender fabric of her gown rustle softly.
Liam
Netherfield
Liam stood silently as he always did listening to his older brother's talk while he thought of other things; Jasmine, but they mustn't know that. He hadn't spoken of her for years. No one knew how attached he'd truly been to her. When she'd left he'd faked indiffernce, but he missed her terribly. A deep sigh escaped him just as his eldest brother Christos addressed him.
Go, Liam. I have matters to discuss with Benjamin, so he cannot go himself." Liam rolled his eyes as Benjamin asked a question. It was such a bother to be the youngest brother at times. He was always sent as errand boy. Didn't they have servents to do this? He looked back to Christos as he finished speaking with Benjamin."Matters that must be discussed in private. Liam."
With an angry glare Liam pushed himself away fromt the wall he was leaning against and stormed from the room without a word. He marched down the hall searching for Blitz angry at him for not being where Christos wanted him and angry at Christos for making him fetch his brother. Liam stormed through the rooms looking for Blitz until finally he found him lurking alone. With determined steps Liam walked up to Blitz and scowled at him.
"Christos is looking for you," Liam growled then turned on his heel and left the room before Blitz could ask any questions. In a few quick strides he had made it to the door to the dungeo and made his way down the long winding staircase to take a leisurly stroll through the dark and damp cells where they kept all their rule breakers.
OOC Notes
((Very good posts for the first round, everyone! I know a couple have not posted, but it's time to move on with each of our characters. The Locations Rules still apply, but so far everyone has done a fabulous job of following them, so I don't think I should have to remind anyone after this point.))
Forest of Longbourn
Zane's heart lept when he could see his beloved Kara clearly. She lept towards him, shifting into her human form as she landed. He kept still and admired her beauty. Her pale blonde hair was so long and wavy, flowing and soft to the touch; her eyes were the most mesmerizing midnight blue he'd ever seen; her figure was perfectly sculpted, her feminine curves very pleasing to look at. He noticed the baby soft smoothness of her face, her hands, and especially noticed her lips. They were always inviting and warm, hints of love and passion, the gentle caress of them always sending butterflies through his stomach.
Kara threw herself into his arms and he chuckled, wrapping his arms around her with a gentle security. She was so delightful to hold, and he would delight in it everyday of his life, even if he was not able to do anything more than that.
"Oh, Zane! I've missed you," she cried. Zane squeezed her and held her tight, assuring her that he felt the same.
"I've missed you too, Kara. More than you can fathom," he whispered, bringing his head down to kiss the top of her head. For several moments he just held her, but when he finally pushed away just slightly, he put a gentle, yet rough in texture, hand up to cradle her face lovingly. His thumb stroked her jaw line and he searched her eyes for her emotions. He grinned at what he found and leaned down to kiss her softly, the butterflies in his stomach suddenly becoming noticable.
[I'm leaving her to sleep for the moment, let Zane and Kara have their meeting.]
Netherfield
Blitz
Blitz was pacing the darkened hallways as he always did, thinking about nothing in particular. He was the Palace Guardian and a King, but the two were separate jobs that he balanced with ease. He, as well as his brothers, knew that Christos, being the oldest, had the most control over how Everingham was ruled. Because of this, Blitz had taken to listening and providing very little input at the meetings; he was the third born, so his opinion wasn't priority anyway. To counter his lack of input, he'd taken on Palace Guardian on his own, using his natural skills to scale the palace like none other. Joshua, his servant who was more like his son, was the only one who could climb with skill even remotely in comparison to his own.
Joshua was a young Werewolf, now about sixteen or seventeen, who'd never had true parents. His mother had died in child birth, and his father had blamed Joshua for all of his life. When he was twelve, Joshua had been beaten in public by his father. It was not a well chosen day for his father to do this, for The Ancients were taking a walk through Netherfield to be more 'personal' with their people. It was not frowned upon in Werewolvian society to effectively teach children right from wrong, but upon investigation and observation, it was clear that Joshua's father was in the wrong. Christos had watched, delighting that the young generation was getting taught to mature at such a young age. Benjamin had been scrutinizing, but wouldn't dare go against his brother. Blitz had seen the horror and could not stand that his brothers would do nothing to help the poor, innocent boy. If this beating had kept up, the boy could have very well died; the father had already been on the verge of shifting because of his growing anger. Blitz had bit back his own urge to shift forms, and pushed forward. He'd easily overcome Joshua's father, moving Joshua to stand behind him. The father had blinked, then fallen to his knees, begging forgiveness. There had been no mistake that the father had known immediately who'd ended the vicious beating. Full of anger and lacking any sympathy for the father, Blitz had had him brought to the Palace for further judgement, and Joshua had then been adopted into his care. The father had been sentenced to death for a number of violations and for the vicious beating given in the public plaza, but Joshua remained under Blitz's care from that day forward. Neither Christos nor Benjamin had even mentioned their opinion on the matter, knowing Bitz would get what he wanted in the end.
His thoughts were interrupted by Liam, his younger brother. "Christos is looking for you," he growled bitterly. Blitz turned, biting down a remark about respect, but had no time to respond as Liam left, seeking a calming, he hoped, walk.
With a sigh, Blitz set off to the Armory. He'd known very well he was supposed to be there, but he had no interest. His swords were just fine. As Palace Guardian, his weapons were all that mattered. Since they were fine and in need of no repairs or improvements, he'd decided to 'skip' the meeting to go about his job patrolling.
As he walked, Blitz thought of Liam's biting words. He'd done nothing to Liam to deserve that, but someone had obviously ticked him off. It was a wonder he hadn't shifted already. Blitz loved his younger brother, but often times he did not show it. He was always off patrolling, scaling the Palace, walking among the people, or sleeping, so Liam never received any signs of his love for him. He would have to talk to him later, as out of the box as that was for him.
Blitz had reached the Armory and pushed the door open to hear his brothers let their words fade into whispers and then fade altogether. They'd been talking about something he was not meant to hear. That realization frustrated him, but he didn't show it. It was an ability he was particularly skilled at: concealing his emotions. As Palace Guardian it was often necessary.
"Christos. Benjamin."
Christos and Benjamin
"Ah, Blitz. So glad you could join us," Christos berated. He had not been pleased that Blitz had skipped the Weapons Review. Benjamin was indifferent as he expected nothing more of Blitz to begin with.
"Yes, well, the notion that I am even needed is debatable. It appears you and Benjamin were doing just fine in my absence," Blitz retorted. Bejamin bit back any remarks he may have had to watch Christos. Christos did not take kindly to any of this.
"As Palace Guardian and King it is you duty to attend Weapons Review in the Armory! You control the entire city's defense force just by being Palace Guardian, so it is dually important that you attend these meetings, not for yourself but for your troops!" Christos countered, the anger clear in his voice. He took a deep breath, feeling his blood heating to the verge of taking an undesired shift. "You will attend these meetings from now on," he ordered, his voice a bit more calm, but forceful. Benjamin said nothing, but silently agreed by saying nothing to counter Christos. Blitz narrowed his eyes and his nostrils flared.
"You are dismissed," Benjamin said, knowing Blitz would not be able to take much more. He was good at concealing his emotions, but even Benjamin knew where the line was. Christos shot a glance at Benjamin, but nodded. Blitz turned and stormed out, slamming the wooden door behind him.
"Why did you release him? I was not finished talking with him," Christos demanded.
"Could you not see, brother? He was quite angry. It was best to let him go."
"Yes, but we didn't discuss the matters at hand."
"They can wait another day. Let's retire to bed now, brother."
"Yes, we can deal with the Orb tomorrow, I suppose."
With that, both brothers left the Armory and retired to their respective bedrooms. They were both alone tonight, but neither cared as it was late as it was.
Zane
Forest of Longbourn
Zane's heart lept when he could see his beloved Kara clearly. She lept towards him, shifting into her human form as she landed. He kept still and admired her beauty. Her pale blonde hair was so long and wavy, flowing and soft to the touch; her eyes were the most mesmerizing midnight blue he'd ever seen; her figure was perfectly sculpted, her feminine curves very pleasing to look at. He noticed the baby soft smoothness of her face, her hands, and especially noticed her lips. They were always inviting and warm, hints of love and passion, the gentle caress of them always sending butterflies through his stomach.
Kara threw herself into his arms and he chuckled, wrapping his arms around her with a gentle security. She was so delightful to hold, and he would delight in it everyday of his life, even if he was not able to do anything more than that.
"Oh, Zane! I've missed you," she cried. Zane squeezed her and held her tight, assuring her that he felt the same.
"I've missed you too, Kara. More than you can fathom," he whispered, bringing his head down to kiss the top of her head. For several moments he just held her, but when he finally pushed away just slightly, he put a gentle, yet rough in texture, hand up to cradle her face lovingly. His thumb stroked her jaw line and he searched her eyes for her emotions. He grinned at what he found and leaned down to kiss her softly, the butterflies in his stomach suddenly becoming noticable.
Lia Kim
[I'm leaving her to sleep for the moment, let Zane and Kara have their meeting.]
The Ancients
Netherfield
Blitz
Blitz was pacing the darkened hallways as he always did, thinking about nothing in particular. He was the Palace Guardian and a King, but the two were separate jobs that he balanced with ease. He, as well as his brothers, knew that Christos, being the oldest, had the most control over how Everingham was ruled. Because of this, Blitz had taken to listening and providing very little input at the meetings; he was the third born, so his opinion wasn't priority anyway. To counter his lack of input, he'd taken on Palace Guardian on his own, using his natural skills to scale the palace like none other. Joshua, his servant who was more like his son, was the only one who could climb with skill even remotely in comparison to his own.
Joshua was a young Werewolf, now about sixteen or seventeen, who'd never had true parents. His mother had died in child birth, and his father had blamed Joshua for all of his life. When he was twelve, Joshua had been beaten in public by his father. It was not a well chosen day for his father to do this, for The Ancients were taking a walk through Netherfield to be more 'personal' with their people. It was not frowned upon in Werewolvian society to effectively teach children right from wrong, but upon investigation and observation, it was clear that Joshua's father was in the wrong. Christos had watched, delighting that the young generation was getting taught to mature at such a young age. Benjamin had been scrutinizing, but wouldn't dare go against his brother. Blitz had seen the horror and could not stand that his brothers would do nothing to help the poor, innocent boy. If this beating had kept up, the boy could have very well died; the father had already been on the verge of shifting because of his growing anger. Blitz had bit back his own urge to shift forms, and pushed forward. He'd easily overcome Joshua's father, moving Joshua to stand behind him. The father had blinked, then fallen to his knees, begging forgiveness. There had been no mistake that the father had known immediately who'd ended the vicious beating. Full of anger and lacking any sympathy for the father, Blitz had had him brought to the Palace for further judgement, and Joshua had then been adopted into his care. The father had been sentenced to death for a number of violations and for the vicious beating given in the public plaza, but Joshua remained under Blitz's care from that day forward. Neither Christos nor Benjamin had even mentioned their opinion on the matter, knowing Bitz would get what he wanted in the end.
His thoughts were interrupted by Liam, his younger brother. "Christos is looking for you," he growled bitterly. Blitz turned, biting down a remark about respect, but had no time to respond as Liam left, seeking a calming, he hoped, walk.
With a sigh, Blitz set off to the Armory. He'd known very well he was supposed to be there, but he had no interest. His swords were just fine. As Palace Guardian, his weapons were all that mattered. Since they were fine and in need of no repairs or improvements, he'd decided to 'skip' the meeting to go about his job patrolling.
As he walked, Blitz thought of Liam's biting words. He'd done nothing to Liam to deserve that, but someone had obviously ticked him off. It was a wonder he hadn't shifted already. Blitz loved his younger brother, but often times he did not show it. He was always off patrolling, scaling the Palace, walking among the people, or sleeping, so Liam never received any signs of his love for him. He would have to talk to him later, as out of the box as that was for him.
Blitz had reached the Armory and pushed the door open to hear his brothers let their words fade into whispers and then fade altogether. They'd been talking about something he was not meant to hear. That realization frustrated him, but he didn't show it. It was an ability he was particularly skilled at: concealing his emotions. As Palace Guardian it was often necessary.
"Christos. Benjamin."
Christos and Benjamin
"Ah, Blitz. So glad you could join us," Christos berated. He had not been pleased that Blitz had skipped the Weapons Review. Benjamin was indifferent as he expected nothing more of Blitz to begin with.
"Yes, well, the notion that I am even needed is debatable. It appears you and Benjamin were doing just fine in my absence," Blitz retorted. Bejamin bit back any remarks he may have had to watch Christos. Christos did not take kindly to any of this.
"As Palace Guardian and King it is you duty to attend Weapons Review in the Armory! You control the entire city's defense force just by being Palace Guardian, so it is dually important that you attend these meetings, not for yourself but for your troops!" Christos countered, the anger clear in his voice. He took a deep breath, feeling his blood heating to the verge of taking an undesired shift. "You will attend these meetings from now on," he ordered, his voice a bit more calm, but forceful. Benjamin said nothing, but silently agreed by saying nothing to counter Christos. Blitz narrowed his eyes and his nostrils flared.
"You are dismissed," Benjamin said, knowing Blitz would not be able to take much more. He was good at concealing his emotions, but even Benjamin knew where the line was. Christos shot a glance at Benjamin, but nodded. Blitz turned and stormed out, slamming the wooden door behind him.
"Why did you release him? I was not finished talking with him," Christos demanded.
"Could you not see, brother? He was quite angry. It was best to let him go."
"Yes, but we didn't discuss the matters at hand."
"They can wait another day. Let's retire to bed now, brother."
"Yes, we can deal with the Orb tomorrow, I suppose."
With that, both brothers left the Armory and retired to their respective bedrooms. They were both alone tonight, but neither cared as it was late as it was.
OOC Notes
Evelyn had finally made it back to Longbourn, she entered in a part of town that, unlike her own, was still very active in the evening. She walked forward cradling the Silver Knight Bird in her arms. It looked up at her and chirped once and laid it's head down.
She looked down at it gently rubbing the top of its head, then turned her attention back to the area around her. She had walked onto one of the suspended bridges that were commonly found in this part of Longbourn when she heard the familiar sound of a fairy thought projection. She looked over her shoulder and smiled, "Hello there Ninrian, you got to a late start this evening I was wondering if you'd sleep all day again," she said in her calm soothing voice with a slightly joking tone.
"And actually I was out gathering herbs and found this pretty little guy hurt. He's pretty small so probably only a month or two old, three at most. Anyways, I'm here to get some things for him so I can effectively take care of him till he gets better. Plus it's an excuse to talk with ... Kalllle," she said as she walked on adding an emphasis on the name Kale. Evelyn wasn't normally to type to go completely gaga on a guy especially just for his looks but Kale had it all. Long flowing white hair crystal blue eyes, pale skin, tall with lean muscle, he could pull of wearing anything, and he was intelligent, kind and brave. She stopped her fan girl day dream and refocused, "These birds are highly intelligent though and by the looks of the wound it seems as though someone was trying to hunt the poor dear," she added as she walked into a shop making sure Ninrian was safely out of the way of the door before it closed.
She looked around and got a few things for bird care and a small like basket looking bed with a cushion in it. She bought it a bit big knowing the bird would be growing a good bit while it was in her care. She placed the bird and items in the bed and walked across the room to the desk. "Hi Kale," she greeted him happily as she placed the things on the desk. He greeted her back with a smile that could melt any icy heart. The brought up some idle chit hat as he tallied up the cost of the things she was buy and talk about how she found the bird. She walked out of the shop again making sure Ninrian was out safely and began heading back for her home.
"So what are you up to Ninrian?" she asked looking over at Ninrian as she walked on.
She looked down at it gently rubbing the top of its head, then turned her attention back to the area around her. She had walked onto one of the suspended bridges that were commonly found in this part of Longbourn when she heard the familiar sound of a fairy thought projection. She looked over her shoulder and smiled, "Hello there Ninrian, you got to a late start this evening I was wondering if you'd sleep all day again," she said in her calm soothing voice with a slightly joking tone.
"And actually I was out gathering herbs and found this pretty little guy hurt. He's pretty small so probably only a month or two old, three at most. Anyways, I'm here to get some things for him so I can effectively take care of him till he gets better. Plus it's an excuse to talk with ... Kalllle," she said as she walked on adding an emphasis on the name Kale. Evelyn wasn't normally to type to go completely gaga on a guy especially just for his looks but Kale had it all. Long flowing white hair crystal blue eyes, pale skin, tall with lean muscle, he could pull of wearing anything, and he was intelligent, kind and brave. She stopped her fan girl day dream and refocused, "These birds are highly intelligent though and by the looks of the wound it seems as though someone was trying to hunt the poor dear," she added as she walked into a shop making sure Ninrian was safely out of the way of the door before it closed.
She looked around and got a few things for bird care and a small like basket looking bed with a cushion in it. She bought it a bit big knowing the bird would be growing a good bit while it was in her care. She placed the bird and items in the bed and walked across the room to the desk. "Hi Kale," she greeted him happily as she placed the things on the desk. He greeted her back with a smile that could melt any icy heart. The brought up some idle chit hat as he tallied up the cost of the things she was buy and talk about how she found the bird. She walked out of the shop again making sure Ninrian was out safely and began heading back for her home.
"So what are you up to Ninrian?" she asked looking over at Ninrian as she walked on.
OOC Notes
Kimberly Jasmine Summers
Kimberly had lived in Thortan Lacey her entire life, and today was no exception. Her long brown hair blew in the sunlight and her midnight blue eyes challenged anyone who dared to insult her. She chose to wear her usual skirt and blouse that were both blue. Her skirt had a peace of golden lace that she had stitched on. She wore her flat shoes that had seen better days. She only put her hair up for a special occasion, however she mostly left her hair down. Which gets into her face often and people are unable to see her beautiful facial features. Today she had her hair braided in a long pony tail, her bangs were pushed to either side of her face. " I have rose petals for a lucky Romeo!!!! A lucky Romeo!!!! How about you sir are you feeling lucky today?" She called out in a tempting voice. The man walked by, without so much as a word to her. No matter how hard she tried she wasn't selling any of her herbs or spices. Not even her finest flower petals, she put her wares in the emerald satchel and put her midnight blue cloak on. She made her way to the gate and made sure the hood covered her face. She walked for hours and hours on end finally coming to a meadow in the forest near Thorton Lacey.
She examined all of the flower's and picked a few of them. She came to the meadow often, attempting to escape her mother's question's and her father staring down any unworthy male. She sat down then yawned, since her mother had kicked her out of the house she couldn't go back unless she was married. Her mother had introduced her to so many different men, but she had no interest in any of them at all. As she laid down in the bed of flower's staring at the cloud’s she began thinking of ways to get away from the life she knew. She would never have to deal with her mother’s constant question’s. She would never have to deal with her father’s constant stared downs of prospective men. True she was an only child, but she wouldn’t be able to get away from her life if she didn’t explore the world and see the sights. She suddenly began changing into the form of a mustang. She quickly got her clothes off knowing if she didn’t that she would no longer have any clothes. The pain was horrible, her body twisted and contracted in agony. She closed her eyes and laid their for a few minutes. She took several deep breathes and then got up on shaky legs. She realized as she opened her eyes that she was a brown and white paint with black mane and tail. Her eyes had changed to a deep-rich crystal blue color.
She snorted then, she began walking slowly around. Soon she was running around the meadow in a large circle. She whinnied in delight, after a while she began to get thirsty. Their was a small jug of water in her satchel. However, she wasn’t ready to change back just yet. She rolled around in the flower’s for a while. It was then she thought of her father. He had taken her to this meadow several times and had shown her the different flower’s and he had also taught her how to recognize poisonous and non-poisonous herbs and spices. He was the best father any one could ask for, and it was then she knew she missed both of them. It was that sudden loneliness that kept her their in the city. She began the slow painful bone popping, gut-wrenching transformation. After a few minutes of just laying in the flower’s and breathing she got dressed again and then realized that if she didn’t hurry back she would be locked out of the city again. However, she was to far away to make it and to tired to walk, so she sat their for a while just relaxing and enjoying the sun.
When she thought that she would be able to stand up again, she did so. She began the long walk back, on occasion seeing a fair. She thought she heard someone creeping around behind her but immediately dismissed it. She kept on walking for hours on end once again and sat down for a few minutes. She picked a few edible mushrooms near her and put them in her satchel. She continued on and on finally seeing the castle. She just managed to get back to the castle with plenty of time to spare. She tried once again to sell some of her herbs, spices, and flower petals. She even tried selling her mushrooms. An elderly couple did buy a few of her ware’s out of pity for her. She managed to get four dollars, from them and so Kimberly bought a loaf of bread and kept a watch full eye on her money. As she sat down to eat she felt tired and alone. She desperately wished her parents would allow her to come back. After she had eaten her fill she put away the bread and looked for a place to sleep. She found a place in the abandoned building section of the town and slept restlessly for the night.
Kimberly had lived in Thortan Lacey her entire life, and today was no exception. Her long brown hair blew in the sunlight and her midnight blue eyes challenged anyone who dared to insult her. She chose to wear her usual skirt and blouse that were both blue. Her skirt had a peace of golden lace that she had stitched on. She wore her flat shoes that had seen better days. She only put her hair up for a special occasion, however she mostly left her hair down. Which gets into her face often and people are unable to see her beautiful facial features. Today she had her hair braided in a long pony tail, her bangs were pushed to either side of her face. " I have rose petals for a lucky Romeo!!!! A lucky Romeo!!!! How about you sir are you feeling lucky today?" She called out in a tempting voice. The man walked by, without so much as a word to her. No matter how hard she tried she wasn't selling any of her herbs or spices. Not even her finest flower petals, she put her wares in the emerald satchel and put her midnight blue cloak on. She made her way to the gate and made sure the hood covered her face. She walked for hours and hours on end finally coming to a meadow in the forest near Thorton Lacey.
She examined all of the flower's and picked a few of them. She came to the meadow often, attempting to escape her mother's question's and her father staring down any unworthy male. She sat down then yawned, since her mother had kicked her out of the house she couldn't go back unless she was married. Her mother had introduced her to so many different men, but she had no interest in any of them at all. As she laid down in the bed of flower's staring at the cloud’s she began thinking of ways to get away from the life she knew. She would never have to deal with her mother’s constant question’s. She would never have to deal with her father’s constant stared downs of prospective men. True she was an only child, but she wouldn’t be able to get away from her life if she didn’t explore the world and see the sights. She suddenly began changing into the form of a mustang. She quickly got her clothes off knowing if she didn’t that she would no longer have any clothes. The pain was horrible, her body twisted and contracted in agony. She closed her eyes and laid their for a few minutes. She took several deep breathes and then got up on shaky legs. She realized as she opened her eyes that she was a brown and white paint with black mane and tail. Her eyes had changed to a deep-rich crystal blue color.
She snorted then, she began walking slowly around. Soon she was running around the meadow in a large circle. She whinnied in delight, after a while she began to get thirsty. Their was a small jug of water in her satchel. However, she wasn’t ready to change back just yet. She rolled around in the flower’s for a while. It was then she thought of her father. He had taken her to this meadow several times and had shown her the different flower’s and he had also taught her how to recognize poisonous and non-poisonous herbs and spices. He was the best father any one could ask for, and it was then she knew she missed both of them. It was that sudden loneliness that kept her their in the city. She began the slow painful bone popping, gut-wrenching transformation. After a few minutes of just laying in the flower’s and breathing she got dressed again and then realized that if she didn’t hurry back she would be locked out of the city again. However, she was to far away to make it and to tired to walk, so she sat their for a while just relaxing and enjoying the sun.
When she thought that she would be able to stand up again, she did so. She began the long walk back, on occasion seeing a fair. She thought she heard someone creeping around behind her but immediately dismissed it. She kept on walking for hours on end once again and sat down for a few minutes. She picked a few edible mushrooms near her and put them in her satchel. She continued on and on finally seeing the castle. She just managed to get back to the castle with plenty of time to spare. She tried once again to sell some of her herbs, spices, and flower petals. She even tried selling her mushrooms. An elderly couple did buy a few of her ware’s out of pity for her. She managed to get four dollars, from them and so Kimberly bought a loaf of bread and kept a watch full eye on her money. As she sat down to eat she felt tired and alone. She desperately wished her parents would allow her to come back. After she had eaten her fill she put away the bread and looked for a place to sleep. She found a place in the abandoned building section of the town and slept restlessly for the night.
OOC Notes
Ninrian covered her mouth and giggled lightly. "Sleep the day away? Noooo. Where would you get a crazy idea like that. It's not like I do that-.... Oh. Wait. I do. Nevermind!" She projected keeping pace with the slow walking elf. Apperently Evelyn had found a wounded owl, and was going to take care of it. Or take it to someone whom could take care of it. "Kale? Oh pft, I thought you were actually doing something! Not dreaming over blue-eyed-blondie number one-hundred and four. Sheesh. You act like he's the only elf with white hair and blue eyes. I promise there are...gosh, at least a handful." She rolled her eyes.
"Owls are smart. Smart enough not to try and eat faeries. It's not suprising though that people want to hunt them. Especially tribal races; trolls, some orcs, maybe goblins or kabolds if there were any around here." Ninrian would project, before her and Evelyn would go into the store of the elven man she fancied. Inside the store, she kept to herself, floating in mid-air and observing. She wasn't new to the way Evelyn oggled the boy, but it was never like this. She must've had a lonely night last night.
Finally, after what seemed like hours to Ninrian, they left Kale's store, and began walking. Evelyn then asked what she had been doing lately. "Me? Oh, nothing is about the extent of it, Evvy." She projected, calling her friend by her Ninrian-appointed nickname. " We don't really have much to do, we faeries. Since we're not...er, battle worthy, we rarely have any injured. And when we do, most faerie's minor healing charms can do the trick. We're pretty prone to disease and sickness.... And now that I mention it, we're free from a lot of complications that most larger humanoids have to deal with, health wise. Probably because, believe it or not, we're pretty closely related to insects. But let's not go into detail... " She floated down, right beside Evelyn, and landed on her shoulder, taking a seat on her friend. She was her usual chatty set....if rapid mind projection could be concidered chatty. "But my manipulation classes have been empty. Seems that noone wants to control fire or water anymore. Shame, really."
"But I'm more interested about you, Evvy. Are you done fantasizing what you'd do with Kale if you were in a dark room alone together yet? Or is it still kind of dangling out there?" She said with a light giggle, before patting the shoulder she sat on. "What do you plan on doing later today?"
"Owls are smart. Smart enough not to try and eat faeries. It's not suprising though that people want to hunt them. Especially tribal races; trolls, some orcs, maybe goblins or kabolds if there were any around here." Ninrian would project, before her and Evelyn would go into the store of the elven man she fancied. Inside the store, she kept to herself, floating in mid-air and observing. She wasn't new to the way Evelyn oggled the boy, but it was never like this. She must've had a lonely night last night.
Finally, after what seemed like hours to Ninrian, they left Kale's store, and began walking. Evelyn then asked what she had been doing lately. "Me? Oh, nothing is about the extent of it, Evvy." She projected, calling her friend by her Ninrian-appointed nickname. " We don't really have much to do, we faeries. Since we're not...er, battle worthy, we rarely have any injured. And when we do, most faerie's minor healing charms can do the trick. We're pretty prone to disease and sickness.... And now that I mention it, we're free from a lot of complications that most larger humanoids have to deal with, health wise. Probably because, believe it or not, we're pretty closely related to insects. But let's not go into detail... " She floated down, right beside Evelyn, and landed on her shoulder, taking a seat on her friend. She was her usual chatty set....if rapid mind projection could be concidered chatty. "But my manipulation classes have been empty. Seems that noone wants to control fire or water anymore. Shame, really."
"But I'm more interested about you, Evvy. Are you done fantasizing what you'd do with Kale if you were in a dark room alone together yet? Or is it still kind of dangling out there?" She said with a light giggle, before patting the shoulder she sat on. "What do you plan on doing later today?"
OOC Notes
Evelyn smiled as they walked on chatting and being their normal selves with each other. She listened to her little friend talk on and on and picked up on something she said, "Oh you too eh? Thing's have been a bit slow with me lately, which is extremely odd since I'm so well know amongst the races. I was even called to traveled to a werewolf noble's home a few months ago. Just as I was thinking that business was doing a bit too good for my liking everything stopped. Like a calm before the storm. Unlike most people in my profession I don't thrive during war times I dread them even if it means a great sum of money," she said as the walked.
The area around them started to get less well lit as they made the transgression from the part of Longbourn that was active at night to where Evelyn resided. It was light by dim small enchanted lamps that looked like little cream colored orbs hanging from branches. They walked down of the suspended bridges to walk on the firm steady ground, or at least she did, Ninrian had taken a seat on her shoulder which Evelyn didn't mind at all.
"Oh? Is that so? That is a shame, you guys need to have some kind of defense mechanism, you can't out fly everything that would want to chase you," Evelyn said as she made it to her shop and walked in. she walked up to the second floor and light a light and walked to her bed room and started to lay the things she had bought out on her bed.
She listened to Ninrian talk about her and Kale and she looked over at her surprised and then laughed, "Oh come now Ninrian you know I just like to look at him, he's a sight for sore eyes. If I wanted to do anything in a dark room with him it would be trying to figure out a way to copy his genetic signature for and transverse it to a female signature and place it in myself," she explained while laughing and looking at the things. She sighed and added, "I'm still looking for that one man, Mr.Right,"
She looked at the birds wound after she unwrapped it and sigh, "Yeah this light guy was hunted," she said in a sad tone. She started to put some medicine she had bought from the store on the bird's wound and re-wrapped it with a proper bandage job this time. "Just think this little Silver Knight Bird is gonna grow so much, soon his beak will be bigger than you," she added cheerfully looking over at Ninrian. "I was thinking while he was with me I'd call him Night, since it's similar to the name of his species and if found him at night time, plus his feathers remind me of the moon. What do you think Ninrian?" she asked as she set up the little bed for the bird against the wall near the balcony door that way she'd be able to see the bird easily in the dark if it needed help during the night. She placed Night in the bed and it seemed to drift right off to sleep. She put the medicines and foods for it away in a dresser drawer and walked out to her balcony.
"Besides that I have no plans for tonight, why do you have something you want to do?" she asked as she looked down at the town below her. It was quiet and still the only movement from the occasional flickering light from the enchanted lamps and the fireflies dancing about. A cool breeze blew and made Evelyn's hair and dress dance slightly in it.
The area around them started to get less well lit as they made the transgression from the part of Longbourn that was active at night to where Evelyn resided. It was light by dim small enchanted lamps that looked like little cream colored orbs hanging from branches. They walked down of the suspended bridges to walk on the firm steady ground, or at least she did, Ninrian had taken a seat on her shoulder which Evelyn didn't mind at all.
"Oh? Is that so? That is a shame, you guys need to have some kind of defense mechanism, you can't out fly everything that would want to chase you," Evelyn said as she made it to her shop and walked in. she walked up to the second floor and light a light and walked to her bed room and started to lay the things she had bought out on her bed.
She listened to Ninrian talk about her and Kale and she looked over at her surprised and then laughed, "Oh come now Ninrian you know I just like to look at him, he's a sight for sore eyes. If I wanted to do anything in a dark room with him it would be trying to figure out a way to copy his genetic signature for and transverse it to a female signature and place it in myself," she explained while laughing and looking at the things. She sighed and added, "I'm still looking for that one man, Mr.Right,"
She looked at the birds wound after she unwrapped it and sigh, "Yeah this light guy was hunted," she said in a sad tone. She started to put some medicine she had bought from the store on the bird's wound and re-wrapped it with a proper bandage job this time. "Just think this little Silver Knight Bird is gonna grow so much, soon his beak will be bigger than you," she added cheerfully looking over at Ninrian. "I was thinking while he was with me I'd call him Night, since it's similar to the name of his species and if found him at night time, plus his feathers remind me of the moon. What do you think Ninrian?" she asked as she set up the little bed for the bird against the wall near the balcony door that way she'd be able to see the bird easily in the dark if it needed help during the night. She placed Night in the bed and it seemed to drift right off to sleep. She put the medicines and foods for it away in a dresser drawer and walked out to her balcony.
"Besides that I have no plans for tonight, why do you have something you want to do?" she asked as she looked down at the town below her. It was quiet and still the only movement from the occasional flickering light from the enchanted lamps and the fireflies dancing about. A cool breeze blew and made Evelyn's hair and dress dance slightly in it.
OOC Notes
Ninrian agreed, shaking her head with near every statement with the elf. She finally spoke for herself. "Not particularly, Evvy. How about you? I'm sure you want to head to a tavern, or a nice shop, right! I wouldn't mind going shopping or something like that. But by all means, if you'd rather do something else, I'm in. Because I've got nothing better to do than sleep the day away...like you know so well." She projected. "Besides. You never know when you might run into a cute "Mr. Right". Or "Miss Right, either." She said, giggling to herself...
She sat contently on Evelyn's shoulder, looking at the encroaching night. Longbourn was a soothing place to be, especially when the moon was out.... It seemed to illuminate the dark woods, that were already softly lit by the enchanted lanterns.... A beautiful place to any eye, to be sure. However, there wasn't much to be said between the two, so she simply waited for Evelyn to speak up.
She sat contently on Evelyn's shoulder, looking at the encroaching night. Longbourn was a soothing place to be, especially when the moon was out.... It seemed to illuminate the dark woods, that were already softly lit by the enchanted lanterns.... A beautiful place to any eye, to be sure. However, there wasn't much to be said between the two, so she simply waited for Evelyn to speak up.
OOC Notes
Kara
Forest of Longbourn
A look of unfathomable love glittered in Kara's eyes as Zane bent down to kiss her. She stood on her tiptoes and met him half way wrapping her small arms around his neck. Her heart fluttered pleasurably as his lips met hers. The kiss they shared was so full of love, passion, and tenderness that had anyone been around to see them that person may have been moved to tears by the depth of the love these two shared.
After a moment Kara broke away from Zane with a soft smile upon her face. She took his hand and led him to a grassy place where she sat down pulling him with her. She sat silently for a moment examining his hand which she still held before looking up at him.
"it's getting harder to get out of the city at night, Zane. i'm getting scared that I'll get caught soon. How are things going for you?" she tried to hide the fear in her eyes as she looked to him for her answer. It had been a long time since fear had presided in those beautiful midnight blue eyes and she wanted to keep it there. Zane had given her back her confidence and she didn't want to lose it over something like this.
Beth
Longbourn
Beth walked along the deserted path until the familiar flower garden before the little cottage of her family came into view. The flowers and pretty growing things made it almost impossible to see the low stone wall surrouding the house as they spilled out becomingly into the street. The sight of the familiar place made Beth's smile grow and she stepped over the wall and slipped into the house through the back door. What she found there was a very becoming sight.
sitting on a low couch made of gatherd sticks and heather stuffed into a cover made of flower petals sewed together were her four sisters working and talking happily together. Susan was sitting and putting the last touches on her white wedding gown sewn from the petals of roses. Abigail was leaning against the fireplace conversing lazily with Daisy who was helping Susan with her dress. And quiet Jenna was just removing a loaf of bread from the fire. All four of them turned when they heard Beth come in.
"Hello deary," Susan greeted kindly as Daisy stood to greet her sister. Beth set her basket on the table and hugged each girl in turn. After conveying her sucess in finding the flowers Beth declared she was ready for bed. After kissing and hugging her sisters one last time she retreated to her corner of the room where her bed was and slipped under the covers. The voices by the fire lowered to mere whispers allowing Beth to easily slip off to dream land where here dreams were fulll of bright colors, smiles, and laughter.
Liam
Netherfield
Liam stood at the bottom of the stairs leading to the dungeon preparing to go through the door that stood between him and having some fun with the prisoners when he suddenly felt that this was not the place for him at the moment. It was a strange feeling for him because torturing the prisoners was one of the things tha Liam most enjoyed. He shook his head and glared angrily at his feet.
It was so odd for him to not want to be here. With another glare directed at the dungeon door Liam turned and stomped back up the steps full of rage. It was Jasmine, he'd been thinking of her so much lately. She just wouldn't get out of his head.
He reached the top of the staircase and felt such a spout of rage for this feeling that he looked around for something he could break to relieve his anger before he shifted. The two things he saw were a servent and an old glass vase. He moved toward the vase, picked it up and threw it against the wall making the servent shriek. Liam didn't even stop he just continued walking leaving the shattered vase all over the floor knowing it would be cleanaed up in the morning.
He headed for his chambers where he walked in not bothering to light a candle, changed, and climbed into bed. He fell asleep quickly glad to escape the thought of Jasmine only to find his dreams were filled with her face and voice. There was no escape for him.
OOC Notes
Evelyn had taken Ninrian's suggestion and had started off for another district of the village of Longbourn. They had only been walking for a short while when they had made it to a tavern. "The tavern I normally go to is closed tonight and this is a new one so I thought we might check it out," she explained as they walked up to the tavern door. She pushed it open and walked in. The inside was dim light by fire lamps, there was a thin dust of some sort of sweet smelling some that smelled like a mix between a cinnamon and hickory incense. Most elven taverns had some sort of incense like this present to make it seem more alluring to the elves and fairies that normally visited. There were tables with chairs everywhere, a large bar with red padded stools at them, and shelves lined with liquors glasses and other small finger foods found at bars. In the corner a harp sat by itself and seemed to be enchanted to play itself in the absence of its minstrel.
Despite the somewhat friendly and normal allure that came with most taverns found in Longbourn this bar was a bit different when it came to its inhabitants. They seemed indifferent from common elves, hardened by the sight of battle and blood shed, small cliche's sat at tables and seemed to always be glaring over their shoulders at another table of sorts. Some were scarred others seemed like normal elves that just had a bad attitude or seen rough times. "Well if there were any doubts in my mind before there's definitely no chance to make an acquaintances here," Evelyn mumbled to Ninrian as she walked to the bar.
She ordered the usual drinks that she and Ninrian usually got and they sat there and idly chat chatted trying to avoid rubbing any of the other patrons the wrong way. Finally one man walked up to Evelyn, she was worried at first but he had a gentle enough smile and merely came to thank her. She didn't remember him or his face but apparently he was gravely ill a while back and she was the cleric who treated him. "I'm happy to see you've made a good recovery," she said smiling at him and then the man walked away.
Shortly after that though three men walked up and surrounded Evelyn and Ninrian. What seemed to be the ring leader was a tall elf that had a bit more muscle than most elves do, he had a scar going straight down from his forehead to his chin on the left of his face. He smiled smugly and sat down next to Evelyn on the side opposite of Ninrian.
"Well I'll be, you've got a lot of nerve being in my presence you little snob. You're that cleric that helped that ogre child," he said getting really close to her face. Evelyn had been ignoring him up to this point but remember clearly what event he was talking about, the prior summer some fighting had broken out, nothing on a grand scale more like a dispute between young adults of some elves and some ogres. She had been traveling through from treating someone who was too ill to some to her when a large fight broke out. In the midst of it some brutish elves had started to hurt and innocent child, normally she didn't try to stop a fight, she would just wait till it was over to start treatment, but this was an innocent child with three people harming him. She had wielded her bow and quickly shot and arrow that skimmed across the very tip of one of the elves noses. They stopped and looked at her and started to yell at her for doing that but she had simply moved passed them and started to help the child.
Flash Back Dialogue
"Hey what's the idea toots?!" one of the elves yelled. "These nasty ogres started it we're just finishing it!"
Evelyn knelled down and started to help the crying child up and glared at the elf who had spoke, "Well for starters! This isn't Longbourn and you have nothing to defend here, this is Ogre territory and you don't belong her at all let alone have the right to come here just to pick a fight! Secondly this is an innocent child who had done nothing to you and was merely walking by and you all started to gang up on him! Lastly, I don't take sides I treat the wounded if they need it, and this poor child thanks to you brutes, needs it! I'll see to it you're all thrown in jail!" she yelled.
Then one of the elves reached out and grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up by it, "How dare you! let go of me you impudent brute!" she yelled and then reached back and grabbed the elf by his head, she bent down quickly and flipped him over her, making sure to hit pressure points in his neck to make him release her. One of the other two elves charged at her and she grabbed and arrow and instead of shooting it she snapped the shaft of the arrow and used it as a dagger flicking her wrist up at the right time it went straight up the left side of the elf's face. The fight got worse and just as they were overpowering Evelyn ogres pulled them all back and stopped them. Evelyn went on to treat the child and other injured ogres and elves alike. This was one of the times that helped to build her reputation as a renown kind cleric woman.
Flash Back End
"You know you should still be in the ogre jail right now I'd suggest you leave me be before I call the guards," Evelyn said quietly as she went to life her drink. The scarred elf put his hand on her wrist and held it down even though it appeared as though his hand was merely resting on it.
"I think I'll return the gift of this pretty little scar you gave me," he said smugly looking at her. She looked down at his hand and quickly grabbed it with the other one and started to apply presser to two pressure points in his wrists.
"Sir I am a cleric there fore I don't have to be stronger than you to render you with pain and dislocate your joints so you can't use your appendages. Now I'd suggest if you don't want me to give you another pretty little scar to match that one you'll leave quietly and I won't report you to the guards," she said in a bored tone, there was a moment of tensity and some people started to notice and look at them, that was probably the straw that broke the camel's back, Evelyn released the man's wrist and he and his two followers left.
She looked down at Ninrian and smiled, "Well that was fun!" then she yelled and raised her glass, "MORE ALCOHOLLLLL!" the members of the bar cheered in agreement and Evelyn went on to buy more drinks for herself and Ninrian.
Despite the somewhat friendly and normal allure that came with most taverns found in Longbourn this bar was a bit different when it came to its inhabitants. They seemed indifferent from common elves, hardened by the sight of battle and blood shed, small cliche's sat at tables and seemed to always be glaring over their shoulders at another table of sorts. Some were scarred others seemed like normal elves that just had a bad attitude or seen rough times. "Well if there were any doubts in my mind before there's definitely no chance to make an acquaintances here," Evelyn mumbled to Ninrian as she walked to the bar.
She ordered the usual drinks that she and Ninrian usually got and they sat there and idly chat chatted trying to avoid rubbing any of the other patrons the wrong way. Finally one man walked up to Evelyn, she was worried at first but he had a gentle enough smile and merely came to thank her. She didn't remember him or his face but apparently he was gravely ill a while back and she was the cleric who treated him. "I'm happy to see you've made a good recovery," she said smiling at him and then the man walked away.
Shortly after that though three men walked up and surrounded Evelyn and Ninrian. What seemed to be the ring leader was a tall elf that had a bit more muscle than most elves do, he had a scar going straight down from his forehead to his chin on the left of his face. He smiled smugly and sat down next to Evelyn on the side opposite of Ninrian.
"Well I'll be, you've got a lot of nerve being in my presence you little snob. You're that cleric that helped that ogre child," he said getting really close to her face. Evelyn had been ignoring him up to this point but remember clearly what event he was talking about, the prior summer some fighting had broken out, nothing on a grand scale more like a dispute between young adults of some elves and some ogres. She had been traveling through from treating someone who was too ill to some to her when a large fight broke out. In the midst of it some brutish elves had started to hurt and innocent child, normally she didn't try to stop a fight, she would just wait till it was over to start treatment, but this was an innocent child with three people harming him. She had wielded her bow and quickly shot and arrow that skimmed across the very tip of one of the elves noses. They stopped and looked at her and started to yell at her for doing that but she had simply moved passed them and started to help the child.
Flash Back Dialogue
"Hey what's the idea toots?!" one of the elves yelled. "These nasty ogres started it we're just finishing it!"
Evelyn knelled down and started to help the crying child up and glared at the elf who had spoke, "Well for starters! This isn't Longbourn and you have nothing to defend here, this is Ogre territory and you don't belong her at all let alone have the right to come here just to pick a fight! Secondly this is an innocent child who had done nothing to you and was merely walking by and you all started to gang up on him! Lastly, I don't take sides I treat the wounded if they need it, and this poor child thanks to you brutes, needs it! I'll see to it you're all thrown in jail!" she yelled.
Then one of the elves reached out and grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up by it, "How dare you! let go of me you impudent brute!" she yelled and then reached back and grabbed the elf by his head, she bent down quickly and flipped him over her, making sure to hit pressure points in his neck to make him release her. One of the other two elves charged at her and she grabbed and arrow and instead of shooting it she snapped the shaft of the arrow and used it as a dagger flicking her wrist up at the right time it went straight up the left side of the elf's face. The fight got worse and just as they were overpowering Evelyn ogres pulled them all back and stopped them. Evelyn went on to treat the child and other injured ogres and elves alike. This was one of the times that helped to build her reputation as a renown kind cleric woman.
Flash Back End
"You know you should still be in the ogre jail right now I'd suggest you leave me be before I call the guards," Evelyn said quietly as she went to life her drink. The scarred elf put his hand on her wrist and held it down even though it appeared as though his hand was merely resting on it.
"I think I'll return the gift of this pretty little scar you gave me," he said smugly looking at her. She looked down at his hand and quickly grabbed it with the other one and started to apply presser to two pressure points in his wrists.
"Sir I am a cleric there fore I don't have to be stronger than you to render you with pain and dislocate your joints so you can't use your appendages. Now I'd suggest if you don't want me to give you another pretty little scar to match that one you'll leave quietly and I won't report you to the guards," she said in a bored tone, there was a moment of tensity and some people started to notice and look at them, that was probably the straw that broke the camel's back, Evelyn released the man's wrist and he and his two followers left.
She looked down at Ninrian and smiled, "Well that was fun!" then she yelled and raised her glass, "MORE ALCOHOLLLLL!" the members of the bar cheered in agreement and Evelyn went on to buy more drinks for herself and Ninrian.
OOC Notes
Zane
Forest of Longbourn
Zane felt his arms wrap tenderly around Kara, one hand lightly resting on her hip, as she pushed herself up to kiss him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She was a delicate flower and he intended to treat her that way--gentle yet full of passion. As her head was slightly tilted, he couldn't help but smile a little as her soft hair tickled his hands. It was the silly things, the unintentional things, that made him love her even more. The way she let her emotions show in her eyes, her smile, the soft blush in her cheeks, the warmth in her lips and in her hands, her baby soft touch. . .
He could go on, but he was slightly interrupted when Kara pulled back with a smile on her face. She grabbed his hand and led him to a grassy area, sitting down and pulling him with her. She kept his hand, and he sat at an angle to see her, yet close to her.
"It's getting harder to get out of the city at night, Zane. I'm getting scared that I'll get caught soon. How are things going for you?" Kara was hiding something, he could tell. He looked in her eyes, now that she was looking at him, and he studied them for a moment before saying anything. She knew that he could read her well and how, and she was trying to hide it from him. . . but why?
Zane pulled his eyebrows together slightly, confused about her actions. He took a deep breath and let his expression lighten before responding. "Lia Kim thinks I'm going to parties; I don't know how long she'll accept that, but it's working so far. No one seems to be missing me. Why are you having trouble?" he asked, concerned. If she was having trouble getting out of Thorton Lacey, their meetings would be few and short. He didn't want that, not at all.
Zane's eyes flashed to their hands for a moment. He liked the sight and the feeling of that simple gesture. He looked back up with a small grin and rubbed her hand with his thumb, his eyes conveying to her how much he loved her.
The Ancients
Netherfield
Blitz
Blitz was infuriated! How dare he brother order him to do something like that. He was just as much his equal, especially since he was a King of Everingham.
To calm himself, Blitz sent Joshua to bed and headed to the balcony off of the second floor main hallway. He stood there quietly at the railing for several moments before stepping onto the railing. He turned back towards the palace. A second later, Blitz was on the arch of the doorway, pulling himself up onto the decorated stone. He continued to scale the Palace until he was at the very top, overlooking the sleeping Netherfield.
He sat down on a flat section, thinking on various things. None seemed to be outstandingly important to him because he was lying on his back, looking at the stars, drifting to sleep in moments.
((The next character, Nathan, is for Beth. I will post up the bio shortly.))
Nathan
Longbourn
Nathan paced his darkened room restlessly. The rest of Longbourn was asleep, minus the few guards, Nomad Faeries , and Evelyn. Evelyn was usually up gathering herbs or experimenting. Rarely did she sleep long. Nathan shook his head, clearing his mind again.
"Tonight or some other day? It's late. Her sisters and herself would be sleeping. Oh, who am I kidding she won't say yes anyway."
"What are you babbling about?" It was his father, Token. Nathan halted and swallowed. His father didn't look too keenly on pointless blabber. Tonight, though, he looked genuinely curious as to what was keeping his son up so late.
"I was just thinking."
"Don't hurt yourself," his father joked. Nathan smiled and chuckled a little bit. He turned nervously and rummaged through a box under his bed. "What's that?"
"Oh, um," Nathan stammered, turning to face his father respectfully. A smaller boz was in his hand now. "Well, Dad, I was. . . I was going to see if. . . if--"
"If Beth would marry you?" his father finished for him with a smile. Nathan swallowed and nodded cautiously. "Well, what are doing here? Go ask her!"
"Wait, you're saying I can go? But it's late. . ."
"Son, I like her. I'm excited about this too. Go. I'm going to bed anyway." Nathan smiled and nodded, heading for his window. "Oh, don't wake your mother," his father reminded.
Excited, Nathan started tree jumping to Beth's house. He knew where she lived and which side of the house her bed was on. He had the whole thing planned out and hopefully he could complete it without waking anyone but her. As a Forest Elf Land-Mapper--one who maps out previously undiscovered or changed land--he was very familiar with the trees and was able to move swiftly, avoiding the branches in the moonlight. He was also able to keep light on his feet, making it so that not a leaf would crunch under his weight on the ground.
Beth. Beth Collins was beautiful, delicate in her heart and mind, and more wonderful than anyone. She understood him and was very eager to make new friends. In his case, that'd been to his advantage because he was the opposite. Nathan had introduced himself with an outgoing nature, but he was guarded and hid his emotions more than anyone knew. Beth had broken him though. A few weeks with her and he'd opened right up. It was a month after they'd met that Nathan realized he liked her and that they'd hung out for 99% of that month. He decided then that he would ask her out. So he had and here he was, about a year later, ready to propose and marry her. There was nothing that compared to how he felt about her.
After several minutes, Nathan sat in a tree across from Beth's side of the house. He remembered that she and her sisters slept in the same room before jumping down to the ground. He ran up to her house in silene, pushing off the wall and grabbing a ledge of a window. He pulled himself up easily and gently tapped on the window, trying not to wake Beth's sisters.
"Beth," he called in a whisper.
Lia Kim, The Ancients
All are asleep.
OOC Notes
Sarah
Forest of Longbourn
The night is peaceful and the air still, only the buzzing of the insects breaks the silence of the forrest tonight. Sarah looks around her, her sharp eyes taking in every tiny detail of the trees below her - the green foilage of the tree tops, the bright colorful berries and flowers sprouting up randomly in places, and the dim lights of the tree homes below the leaves. Her silver wings glimmer in the moonlight as her shadow chases her silently below, gradually growing bigger as she slows and lowers herself down into the tangled branches of the interloping trees.
Sarah gracefully tucks her wings into her back and looks around once more. Evelyn's store and house are in her view not too far away. Sarah rests for a moment, scanning to make sure no hunters have decided to stay out late tonight and stalk the tree tops. Once she is sure that there is no threat, she spreads her beautiful wings out wide and drops off the branch, catching a lazy updraft easily and gliding the one-hundred or so yards to Evelyn's home without so much as fluttering her tail.
She drops lightly onto the railing of Evelyn's balcony and peers into on of the windows. 'Evelyn's not home,' she thinks. 'I shall just wait for her here then.' And with that she jumps down off the railing to the floor of the balcony and into a shadow at the side. She closes her eyes and concentrates, slowly shifting back into her human form. Her anklet jingles cheerfully as she stands tall and proud on Evelyn's balcony, ignoring the painful after effects of shifting. She sits and leans against the railing, letting the fabric of her one shouldered dress rest and conform to her slim body as she waits for Evelyn to return home.
Jasmine
Outside the Walls of Netherfield
Liam... How I miss you so,' Jasmine thinks sadly as she walks. Today was a bad day for her. Thoughts of him intruded on her mind all day, making it quite hard to conentrate on her sewing. She was only able to make two dresses today instead of her usual four or five, her mind was so destracted. Yet every thoought had been a good thought. For that was Jasmine. She only thought good thoughts about people. Or sad ones, but not normally. Those few sad thoughts were normally ever only about Liam or her parents. Her parents. Try as hard as she might, Jasmine never could fully convince herself that it was not her parents' fault that she and Liam had to end - even though it so obviously was. Perhaps that was the reason as to why she couldn't convince herself, because try as hard as she could to deny it, Jasmine's parents were at fault for their daughter's slight unhappiness. Not that Jasmine could ever be truly unhappy, it just wasn't in her to be unhappy.
She bends down and picks a flower, bringing the small petals to her nose to smell. Something catches her eye. She turns and looks, only realizing that what she saw was only a flag barely fluttering in an almost non-existent breeze. Her eyes then automatically turn towards the palace and then to where Liam's room is. That was something she could never forget. Where Liam's room was. She could still find her way to it blindfolded if she needed to. Not that she would ever need to again. Jasmine lets her eyes linger on the window for a bit longer, as if willing Liam to come to the window and look out. She turns away and picks another flower from the ground. She ties the two flowers' stems together then walks back towards the entrance to the city, thinking she should get back before someone questioned what she was doing out so late. What would she tell them? That she was daydreaming -again- and thinking about the youngest of the four Ancients? No she couldn't do that, they'd think she was crazy.
So instead she just walks, silent as the night, her blue dress not even making the usual swishing sounds it likes to make whenever she walks. Jasmine pauses halfway across the bridge and looks down into the moat surrounding the city. She remembers what it was like being with Liam, how happy the two of them had been, then that fateful day when her mother said she was to be married to another man and she was forced to end it with Liam. The hurt in his eyes was something she would never forget, no matter how long she lived. The cold, hateful edge to his voice when he dismissed her from his room, turning his back on her she could still hear as plain as day in her dreams, intermingled with the laughter, hopes, dreams and smiles shared between them.
Jasmine gasps. 'No wonder I couldn't get him off my mind today. Today's the day I ended it with him...' she thinks sadly, tears springing to her eyes. She quickly wipes them away and throws the two flowers into the moat below. She watches as the water pulls the flowers apart and washes them away under the brige in two different directions. She turns and continues on into the town, suddenly exhausted and just wanting nothing more than her warm bed and a good night's sleep.
As she enters the city, the flowers she threw in the water are swirled around and around on opposite sides until they finally come back together a few minutes later in the calmer waters farther down the moat.
OOC Notes
Kara
Forest of Longbourn
A smile appeared on Kara's face despite the seriousness of their conversation. She couldn't help smiling when Zane looked at her like that. it made her want to be with him always; to just always be able to look at him and share this love they had. Being here with him after a week away made her heart feel light and happy.
"I wish I could meet Lia Kim. From the way you walk of her I know she must be lovely," Kara replied avoiding his end question. As she spoke she had the sudden urge to be closer to him. Kara let go of his hand and scooted closer to him wrapping her arms around his waist and laying her head on his shoulder. She sighed with contentment and closed her eyes. She was a little tired, but she couldn't sleep now. She had so very little time with Zane. It was so precious to her and she would not waist it sleeping.
"My neighbors have been asking me questions about where I go at night. I told them it was none of their business, but I think they are getting suspicious. Where I live there isn't a lot of activity at night. I think I'm going to have to move," Kara finally confessed once she was comfortable cuddled close to Zane. "I can't have them finding out."
Beth
Longbourn
Beth was dreaming happliy about a garden growing beautifully and her sister's futuer wedding and many other agreeable things. These pleasant dreams were progressing nicely when they were suddenly interupted by a strange tapping noise. She tried to ignorei it and groaned softly, but it refused to go away.
"Beth," something whispered and her dreams vanished. She opened her eyes sleepily and yawned her pretty pink lips stretching into a perfect O. Rubbing her eyes Beth sat up in bed and looked around searching for the source of the noise that woke her. When she turned to the window her heart skipped a beat and her eyes glittered. There sat Nathan the man whom held her heart. She motioned for him to wait and she slipped out of bed silently being sure not to wake any of her sister. Once she reached the door of the cottage she slipped a lavender shawl over her shoulders and tip toed out of the house. She stood in the garden hidden from view of the street under a small tree covered in white flowers and waited for Nathan to meet her with a gentle look of love and happiness upon her pretty face.
Liam
Netherfield
Liam bolted up in bed his eyes wide with realization and ran a hand nervously through his rather shaggy hair. Everything suddenly made sense. Feeling slightly ruffled he got out of bed and stretched the moonlight catching on his taught muscles rippling under his tan skin. Today had been the day all those years ago that he and Jasmine had broke it off. The day she had come to his room to tell him they could no longer be together for she was marrying another man.
As he made his way over to the window Liam relived the pain and heartbreak he had experienced from that fateful day. He never let it show and never admitted it to himself, but he missed her so much. She had been everything to him and he would have done anything for her, but she was gone now.
He stepped out of his room onto his balcony and leaned against the railing gazing out at the sleeping city absently. His thoughts were focused on her; remembering her, her hands, her soft skin, her sweet smiles, everything about her. They had shared such love. Then her parents had broke them apart, but instead of feeling anger towards them he felt merely sadness. He'd spent enought time being angry with them he had none left only sadness and regret.
His thoughts then wandered to her situation. Was she happy? Did the man she married treat her well? Did she have children? A nice home? These questionis were interrupted when he noticed in the distance a girl wearing a blue dress...could it be?
No. He told himself firmly. It was his imaginiation. He shook his head and turned away from the balcony preparing to go back into his room, but before he did he glanced one more time over his shoulder. The girl was gone. He'd just been seeing things. he heaved a sigh then moved back to his bed and climbed once more under the covers. He knew when sleep came she would be there dancing through his dreams and this time he didn't mind. He wanted to hear her laugh and see her smile. If only he could feel her touch...
OOC Notes
Zane
Forest of Longbourn
A small smile pulled at Kara's lips and Zane loved it. It always brought him such joy. . . and those blasted butterfiles came full throttle. It'd been a week sine he'd last seen her and that was simply too long. He didn't know what he'd do if she was unable to see him even that often. There was nothing he could do to help her either. His smell was so distinct that the guards around Thorton Lacey would certainly smell him.
"I wish I could meet Lia Kim. From the way you talk of her I know she must be lovely," Kara said, bringing his full attention back to her. She was intentionally avoiding his question and he knew it. She would come back to it, though, he knew. Zane still couldn't help but wonder why she was to tentative about this matter.
Kara let go of his hand and scooted closer to him in silence. Zane opened his arms and she slid hers around his waist, laying her shoulder on his head. His arms came back around her gently and his stomach was in knots. He loved holding her. It made him feel so much in control of her safety, and it made him feel loved that she would initiate the gesture.
"My neighbors have been asking me questions about where I go at night. I told them it was none of their business, but I think they are getting suspicious. Where I live there isn't a lot of activity at night. I think I'm going to have to move. . . I can't have them finding out." She was right, she couldn't and neither could he. Inevitably the Ancients would have their heads after hearing about it. He couldn't afford to let that happen. He could deal with dying, but not with Kara dying because of him.
Still, the fact that she felt compelled to move because of him was no better. He couldn't make her do that, not for him. But how could they continue seeing each other if her neighbors were getting suspicious, and if his sister was about to start following him based on her attitude. Zane didn't know how to fix it, but he would make sure it didn't involve her having to move because of him.
With a sigh, Zane laid his head on hers. "She can be lovely when she wants to be," Zane joked about Lia Kim. "I don't want you moving because of me," he stated. "I'm not worth losing your home, Kara. I know the risk is high now, but I don't want you to move just because of me, okay?" Zane's voice was soft and betrayed his sadness slightly, but he was, in a way, making sure she knew he was serious about not moving because of him.
Nathan
Longbourn
Nathan smiled charmingly when Beth awoke and saw him outside her window. She was beautiful when she slept; he hated he'd had to wake her up. Now that she was up, though, she was even more beautiful. His smile still plastered on his face while he watched her, Beth told him to wait, so he jumped from the window sill and stood on the ground. She would be coming to the garden, he knew, so he jumped into a nearby tree to wait and not be seen.
A moment later, after Beth had sneaked out of the house without waking her sisters, she walked through the garden to a small tree with white flowers. Nathan stayed in the tree for a moment, looking at her gorgeous face that was full of love and happiness. She had a lavender shawl over her shoulders now. Purple and any shade of purple was her favority color. He smiled and felt the small box in his pocket absently.
With a deep breath he jumped down from the tree and walked over to her. He said nothing, but walked right up and pulled her into his arms for a kiss. It was long, passionate kiss, and he was certain she would feel the smile he was sporting. He pulled back after several moments and just looked her. He grinned and nervously sank to one knee before her, pulling out the small box as he did. He knew he was being direct, but he couldn't wait another second. He could only hope that she would say yes.
"Beth Collins, I love you more than you could ever fathom. You've made my life complete and have brought such joy to my soul. I wouldn't want any other woman to share my life with but you. . . Beth Collins, will you marry me?" he asked, showing her the ring he had gotten her. It was sterling silver with a beautiful purple flower, four petal, in the center, wrapped under the diamond lined wisps of the ring. ((See Nathan's bio for a picture.))
OOC Notes
Jasmine
"I'm home," Jasmine calls out as she steps into the small townhome she shares with her mentor Annette. Or technically the small townhome Annette shares with her apprentice. The townhome is small but pleasant and homey, perfect for the two women and located directly above the shop, making it quite convenient for the both of them.
"Welcome home," Annette says from the couch she's stretched out on, barely looking up from the book she's currently reading.
"Good book?" Jasmine asks as she walks past to her desk against the sidewall.
"Mmhmm," Annette murmurs, flipping to the next page.
"Another romance book?"
"Of course."
Jasmine laughs quietly as she sits down in the comfortable seat, old and worn smooth from much use. She picks up a couple of designs and mulls over them, erasing part of a pattern and adding on a new one, making minor changes to both dresses. She smiles satisfied with the designs after a minute or so and puts them down then starts looking through the papers for something else. After a couple of seconds her search becomes quite frantic as she looks under designs and lists that cover the entier desk for one thing in particular.
"What are you looking for?" Annette asks, noticing her searching. She marks the page and gets up, placing the book on the small table in front of the couch.
"A letter I had sitting here from earlier. I was sure it was right here when I left this morning, but now I can't find it," Jasmine says almost panickly.
"Oh! That's what you're looking for? I sealed and post marked it for you then put it in the evening mail run. Whoever you were sending it to will get it in the morning. I hope you don't mind," Annette adds on, noticing Jasmine's stricken face.
"Where did you send it to Annette?" Jasmine asks in a strangled voice.
Annette hesitates.
"Annette? Where did you send it to?" Jasmine asks again, her grip on the back of the chair tightening.
"I sent it to the adress you had penned on the top of the letter. Jasmine?! Jasmine what's wrong?!" Annette asks, suddenly alarmed as the color drains from Jasmine's face leaving it as white as freshly fallen snow.
"That letter was not meant to be sent," Jasmine manages to squeeze out of her closing throat. "Did you... Did you read it?"
"Of course not!" Annette says immediately, somewhat offended, but she immediately softens when she realizes Jasmine seems truely upset that she sent the letter. "Oh Jasmine, I'm so sorry. I hope I have not caused something by sending that letter. I could always try and go get it for you from the post office if you'd like."
"No... It doesn't matter... Thank you anyway Annette. I think I'll just go to bed now." She gets up from the chair and waves away Annette's always ready to help hands. "I'll be fine. I just need to rest..." Jasmine walks upstairs and to her small room in a daze. She sits down on the edge of the bed and drops her head into her hands. 'Why that letter? Why not any of the other ones? Why that one?' she thinks kind of ruefully. 'Why the one that could possibly ruin everything even more than it already is? At least I didn't sign it...' She scoffs at that thought, knowing he'd easily recognize her very distinct handwriting, and gets up from her bed and walks over to the window. She places her head against the wall and gazes out over the roofs of the city to the palace, thinking of what all that so short a letter can do - what only four little words written out in her elegant scroll can possibly do to her life. Those words?
I Still Love You.
OOC Notes
Evelyn had left the bar with Ninrian and had gone back to her home. She walked in and turn the light on on the first floor instantly going to one of the shelves and getting some glasses, grinding the roots in them together and putting the powdery mixture in a glass. She started to walk up the stairs and smiled, "Well.... we'll mix this in with some water and all these little intoxication will go away soooooo no hangover for us!" she said cheerfully. She walked in the kitchen and to do just that.
Her kitchen was cozy and quaint with a small fridge to keep things cool, some cupboards, three counters and a little portable stove top on one of the counters that Evelyn left unplugged. She grabbed a glass for her and a small thimble for Ninrian and mixed the proper amount for her and Ninrian with water and then drank hers and gave Ninrian hers. She walked out of the kitchen and across the living room to her bedroom and she noticed a figure on her balcony. She smiled and walked towards the balcony, looking down at Night as she did.
She walked out to the balcony and said "Hello Sarah, to what do I owe the pleasant visit today? How have you been?" she asked as she leaned on the railing that was over grown with flower vines. A cool gentle breeze blew and Evelyn looked up at the moon, it was bright and beautiful tonight helping to illuminate and cast a blue light on the village below. "Are you here for business or leisure?" she asked looking at Sarah slightly concerned hoping that there wasn't something wrong.
Her kitchen was cozy and quaint with a small fridge to keep things cool, some cupboards, three counters and a little portable stove top on one of the counters that Evelyn left unplugged. She grabbed a glass for her and a small thimble for Ninrian and mixed the proper amount for her and Ninrian with water and then drank hers and gave Ninrian hers. She walked out of the kitchen and across the living room to her bedroom and she noticed a figure on her balcony. She smiled and walked towards the balcony, looking down at Night as she did.
She walked out to the balcony and said "Hello Sarah, to what do I owe the pleasant visit today? How have you been?" she asked as she leaned on the railing that was over grown with flower vines. A cool gentle breeze blew and Evelyn looked up at the moon, it was bright and beautiful tonight helping to illuminate and cast a blue light on the village below. "Are you here for business or leisure?" she asked looking at Sarah slightly concerned hoping that there wasn't something wrong.
OOC Notes
Sarah immediately jumps up when she sees Evelyn, a grin on her face. "You know Eve, you ask me that same question every time I come over. You realize that right?" she asks with a laugh. "It's pure leisure. I couldn't sleep so I snuck out. It was a lot easier then I thought it was going to be, 'cause you know my parents have put more guards around my room to try and deter me from sneaking out. Too bad they all fell asleep." She gives Evelyn a mischievious grin. "Although I guess I did partially come for business now that I think about it. I need more sleep powder." She laughs almost innocently and then gives a small wave to Ninrian inside.
"Hello Ninrian, nice to see you again," Sarah says. "And to answer your other question Evelyn, I've been fine. Bored around the palace, but fine. My parents are tired of my escapades out into the forest at night, but I don't care. It's not like they really care about what I do, as long as I don't make them look bad." She scoffs and turns around, leanning on the railing looking out, a slight frown set on her lips. But it quickly disappears as she smiles once again. "Beautiful night tonight. Can't you just imagine two lovers meeting somewhere in the forest, all alone, just the two of them?" She sighs dreamily. "It sounds so romantic. I bet it'd be quite magical. Especially on such a gorgeous night as tonight."
"So what's new with you Evelyn? Anything? Have you finally worked up the nerve to tell Kale how much you love him?" She grins at Evelyn. "You should tell him. I bet he likes you back. I could find out for you! I'm great at spying when I'm shifted! Oh cmon Eve, let me do it, please??" Sarah kind of begs her. "It would put some excitement back into my day! And that's what I need! Excitement!! Oh cmon Eve, please say I can!"
"Hello Ninrian, nice to see you again," Sarah says. "And to answer your other question Evelyn, I've been fine. Bored around the palace, but fine. My parents are tired of my escapades out into the forest at night, but I don't care. It's not like they really care about what I do, as long as I don't make them look bad." She scoffs and turns around, leanning on the railing looking out, a slight frown set on her lips. But it quickly disappears as she smiles once again. "Beautiful night tonight. Can't you just imagine two lovers meeting somewhere in the forest, all alone, just the two of them?" She sighs dreamily. "It sounds so romantic. I bet it'd be quite magical. Especially on such a gorgeous night as tonight."
"So what's new with you Evelyn? Anything? Have you finally worked up the nerve to tell Kale how much you love him?" She grins at Evelyn. "You should tell him. I bet he likes you back. I could find out for you! I'm great at spying when I'm shifted! Oh cmon Eve, let me do it, please??" Sarah kind of begs her. "It would put some excitement back into my day! And that's what I need! Excitement!! Oh cmon Eve, please say I can!"
OOC Notes
Ninrian fluttered around the pharmacy, smirking. She was just a tad tipsy, nothing drastic, just a tiny bit buzzed. She knew that Evvy would've concocted something to remove the effects of a hangover completely, it was only a matter of time. She was a brilliant alchemist, and she was quite attractive as well. Though she was quite sure that was just the alcohol talking. She fluttered over with Evelyn to the balcony, to find another one of her friends; Sarah. She wasn't as close to Sarah as Evelyn, but they were still good friends.
"Heya, Sarah!" Ninrian projected in her usual bright tone. Out and about at this time of night? Surely you must've had to do some smooth talking to convince your parrents to..." She then burst into a fit of giggles. " Yes, I'm quite sure you talked your way out of it, with a little help from some kind of magical or alchemical ingreedient." She said with a sarcastic voice. When she admitted she used sleeping powder, Ninrian just giggled to herself. That was one thing she found herself drawn to...Sarah's mischiviousness. It was a day brightener all right.
Sarah spoke to Evelyn, before smirking as Kale was brought up. "She hasn't told him anything! I promise, though, if she asked, he might say he likes her too! But what is funny is how she almost drools in his presence!" She projected with a laugh, patting Evelyn to let her know she was joking. " And you don't need her permission to spy on him. You have my permission to spy on him!" She pointed out with a grin and a wink. "She may not want you to, but I want you to spy on him!" Ninrian projected, brushing her red hair from her face, shooting a smug, but playful look at Evelyn.
"Heya, Sarah!" Ninrian projected in her usual bright tone. Out and about at this time of night? Surely you must've had to do some smooth talking to convince your parrents to..." She then burst into a fit of giggles. " Yes, I'm quite sure you talked your way out of it, with a little help from some kind of magical or alchemical ingreedient." She said with a sarcastic voice. When she admitted she used sleeping powder, Ninrian just giggled to herself. That was one thing she found herself drawn to...Sarah's mischiviousness. It was a day brightener all right.
Sarah spoke to Evelyn, before smirking as Kale was brought up. "She hasn't told him anything! I promise, though, if she asked, he might say he likes her too! But what is funny is how she almost drools in his presence!" She projected with a laugh, patting Evelyn to let her know she was joking. " And you don't need her permission to spy on him. You have my permission to spy on him!" She pointed out with a grin and a wink. "She may not want you to, but I want you to spy on him!" Ninrian projected, brushing her red hair from her face, shooting a smug, but playful look at Evelyn.
OOC Notes
Kara
Forest of Longbourn
"She can be lovely when she wants to be," Zane joked about Lia Kim. "I don't want you moving because of me," he stated. "I'm not worth losing your home, Kara. I know the risk is high now, but I don't want you to move just because of me, okay?" Kara didn't like the sound of Zane's voice as he said this to her. She closed her eyes thinking about his words. He didn't want her losing her home on his account, but he was so much more important than her home. She'd live in the middle of nowhere under a dead tree if it meant she could be with him. She sighed allowing him to know her distress.
"Zane, I live alone between to grouchy old couples with a single depressed man across the street. I promise there is nothing in that neighborhood I will miss if I move. There are plenty of small little houses all around Thorton Lacey I can move into and I bet the neighbors will be much more pleasurable. Plus, I need the change in scenery. Don't worry, love, please? I promise I'll be fine," she informed him as she felt her eyelids droop from tiredness. "I'd do anything to stay with you Zane, anything." When she said this her tone was firm and serious.
He was her whole world. If she lost him she lost her sun, the thing that kept her going.
"I love you," this statement was the quietest speech she had spoken so far, but it had the most emotion. Such love and devotion were entwined with those words. When she said them she truly meant them.
Beth
Longbourn
Beth smiled softly when she saw Nathan coming towards her. As soon as he was near enough her pulled her into his arms and she let him. Their lips met in a tender, yet passionate kiss. They'd done this many times, but Beth still felt a blush appear on her cheeks and butterflies become present in her stomach every time. When Nathan finally let her go she was smiling sweetly and she saw he was too.
"Hello Nathan," she murmured, but before she could say anymore he sunk down on one knee pulling a small box from his pocket. She gasped, her large eyes grew larger, and her heart pounded against her rib cage in utter excitement. She couldn't believe what was about to happen.
"Beth Collins, I love you more than you could ever fathom. You've made my life complete and have brought such joy to my soul. I wouldn't want any other woman to share my life with but you. . . Beth Collins, will you marry me?" For a moment Beth was silent for the rapture she was feeling was paralyzing and all she could do was smile and look at Nathan with love filled eyes.
"I-I don't know what to say," she began softly, "I mean,, I do know, I do...I will!" She cried and fell to her knees throwing her small arms around Nathan's kneck. Tears of happiness were rolling down her cheeks as she pressed her soft lips against his once more wearing the biggest smile she ever had.
Liam
sleeping
OOC Notes
Zane
Forest of Longbourn
Zane heard Kara sigh, knowing how much stress this was on her just from the sound of it. He wished he could take it away, make it his own. He could easily handle housing problems if it were him, but he also had the disadvantage of a sister. He could take care of that too, if he needed.
"Zane, I live alone between two grouchy old couples with a single, depressed man across the street. I promise there is nothing in that neighborhood I will miss if I move. There are plenty of small little houses all around Thorton Lacey I can move into and I bet the neighbors will be much more pleasurable. Plus, I need the change in scenery. Don't worry, love, please? I promise I'll be fine," she informed him, and he caught the hint of tiredness in her voice. "I'd do anything to stay with you Zane, anything." That was what he was afraid of.
Their love was already forbidden, yet they didn't care. If they were in danger of being caught, Zane would try to fix it, but he didn't expect it wouldn't be his to fix. Kara loved him, he knew, but he couldn't have her putting her head on the line for him. It just couldn't be. He would do the same for her, but it killed him to think of her doing it for him. This, in a way, made him a hypocrite, but he had that right. As the male in this relationship, he was allowed to be protective of her.
Sadly, he realized this was a lost arguement. Kara was very strong willed and would end up doing what suited her, regardless of his desire to keep her safe. He would have to be careful on how much he hung back on this decision though.
Zane stopped short in his thoughts when he heard her murmer, "I love you." He could hear the meaning behind them and it never ceased to make his heart drop to his stomach. To have someone like her love him was not ony a defiance, but an honor.
"I love you too, Kara," he whispered. He turned her head up towards his, looking into her midnight blue eyes. "More than moon or sun or stars." He bent his head down and kissed her softly, his hand coming up around her neck gently. As he closed his eyes, he could feel the butterflies coursing through him. It felt so right to be with her, yet it was so wrong. The chance they could get caught was high, but right now, none of that mattered.
After a moment or two, he pulled back, but left his face close to hers. "I think you ought to go to bed now. I can hear your yawns," he teased. He smiled and gently kissed her again. They still would need to straighten out what they were going to do, but they could figure it out via notes or at their next meeting. . . which, unfortunately, might be awhile.
Nathan
Longbourn
Nathan watched all the emotions that fluttered across Beth's face. To be honest, he was a bit nervous with the butterflies threatening to take hold, but Beth was so much more emotional. It was one of the things that he loved about her. It made him smile, knowing he could read all she was thinking just by watching her eyes and her face for emotion.
He stayed silent, swallowing his fears of rejection, while she hesitated. It wasn't that she didn't love him, he knew, but he guessed he had been a little direct about it. She seemed rightfully shocked, and something this big deserved a quick thought.
Beth was smiling, looking down at him with loved filled eyes. He knew she'd say yes, he could feel it. He grinned back at her, remembering how much he loved her. She was such a good person. Her heart led her in the right direction. Beth was caring, loving, gentle, understanding, barely ever angry or upset, and so very passionate. He, on the other hand, was guarded, easy to anger, but not with her, calloused. He liked to think of their relationship as perfectly equal, in that each one had what the other did not. He knew he was gentle and sweet and loving, but never before had he shown it to anyone but Beth. Her sisters knew him, had met him even, but he'd been withdrawn and quiet, only showing his affection to Beth. Holding hands, staying near her, those were things he was unafraid to show the public, but talk to them. . . that was different.
"I-I don't know what to say," she began softly, "I mean, I do know, I do...I will!" she cried. Nathan smiled widely, catching her as she threw herself to the ground and into his arms. Her small, soft arms curled around his neck, tears falling down her face. She pulled back slightly and kissed him with a huge smile on her face. Nathan smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, letting one hand rest on her hip while the other was curles around the ring box on the small of her back, pulling her to him.
He couldn't help but chuckle, loving her reaction. He pulled back, and smiled at her, wiping a tear from her from cheek. He brought the ring box forward and removed the ring. "Do you like it?" He asked. He'd gotten her the flower in purple, sure that she would like it. But, as far as engagement rings went, he wasn't sure she'd find it appropriate. He hoped she did, but if not, he'd buy her a new one. . . somehow.
OOC Notes
Kara
Forest of Longbourn
Kara opened her mouth to protest Zane's telling her she needed to go to sleep, but instead of words escaping her mouth a yawn did. When it was over she giggled and looked up at Zane.
"I suppose you're probably right; I do need to go to bed," she gave in sweetly. Lay with me." She untangled herself from his arms and stretched out in the grass listening to the pleasing sound of the grass rustling around her. A pleasant smile appeared on her pretty face as she turned to look at Zane. "I'm glad I got to see you tonight. Good night Zane." She blew him a kiss then curled up and let her eyelids flutter closed.
She surprised herself at how tired she really was. The trip from Thorton Lacey to the place she was at now was tiring especially considering all the shifting she had to do. Within minutes her breathing slowed and evened out and she was lost in her dreams; happy dreams where her love wasn't forbidden.
Beth
Longbourn
"oh Nathan!" Beth gasped as she looked at the ring, really looked at it, for the first time. "It's gorgeous! I love it so much! It's my favorite color!" She allowed him to slip it onto her finger then continued to stare at it with glittering eyes. "I can't wait to show it to my sisters!" At the thought of her sister's Beth's attention was pulled from the ring to what time it actually was.
"It's getting late," she murmured to him still wearing her wide grin, "I need to go to bed, but meet me here in the morning because you're going to have to tell my father that we are engaged. I love you!" she leaned forward and gave him another quick kiss before turning and running back through the garden and slipping silently into her house not disturbing a single one of her sisters.
For a few minutes she sat just staring at her ring admiring how the moonlight danced across it's smooth purple surface, but she soon began to yawn and knew she must go to sleep. With a pleasant smile upon her pale face she closed her eyes and let the warm blanket of sleep engulf her until she was lost in its deep dreamy folds.
OOC Notes
Zane
Forest of Longbourn
Zane chuckled as Kara tried to protest him, but instead yawned. It was a cute yawn and the irony was hilarious to both of them. Kara giggled and agreed, which made Zane smile at her.
"Lay with me," she said, starting to untangle herself and lie down. Zane froze and thought about the consequences. If they were caught, this would not be good at all. Zane would protect them, but he didn't know what they'd do if they happened to get ahold of Kara or himself. With a breath and a grin, he agreed.
Zane laid down on his side beside her, watching her get comfortable on the grass. He quickly surveyed the trees for any strange creatures. Finding none, he relaxed and examined how well hidden they were. Fairly satisfied with their position, he brought his head back to look at her. She looked over at him and smiled, blowing him a kiss. "I'm glad I got to see you tonight. Goodnight, Zane."
Kara closed her eyes and curled up on the ground. Zane scooted closer and put his arm on her waist as she quickly fell asleep. He was keeping her close for several reasons: comfort, security, and love. He wanted the right to marry her, but unfortunately, that could not be. He would find some way to make their relationship work, though. If he had to bring their relationship to the grave, so be it, but he would find a way.
Nathan
Longbourn
Nathan smiled and chuckled at Beth's excitement, very pleased that she liked the ring. He felt like brushing off his shoulders and patting himself on the back with a hearty, "Good job, Nathan!" He'd found and picked out the ring on his own, so he was very proud of himself. Especially happy that she loved it and thought it gorgeous, Nathan slid it on her finger gently. It was a perfect fit. Yet again, he was proud of himself.
In a world where all hope was lost for the men, one man stood above the rest, and they called him Nathan Wick! Nathan thought to himself, hearing a deep, manly voice narrate it for him.
He chuckled again, but let it fade to a smile when Beth mentioned how late it was. She didn't seem at all bothered by his timing, and he couldn't really say he was sorry or regreted it. He'd just gotten engaged and his mood was not going to be brought down by anything.
Nathan kept his smile and let Beth's quick kiss linger slightly, holding her to him for just a second longer. His smile never left his face and even when she shut the door, he was still on one knee, smiling like nothing else. Beth had told him he'd have to tell her father, but that didn't phase him like it would have normally. The fact that she ended her statement with "I love you," had heightened his mood ever more. He didn't have a chance to return the words, but he was sure she knew. He'd proposed to her after all.
With a final look at her window, he pushed himself up and brushed the dirt from his jeans. He gently took a flower from the tree and jumped onto her window sil. She was already asleep, resting like a beautiful angel, a rose pink blush on her baby soft cheeks, which glittered with the dried tears of joy she'd shed.
For moments on end he just watched her, but finally, the sound of an owl calling out in the night, brought him back from the verge of sleep. His day dream had almost turned into sleep. . . he chuckled at the realization. Nathan brought the flower to his lips for a gentle kiss and left it on her window sill. The kiss was something he'd done to make up for not giving her a proper goodnight kiss, and it made him feel better.
"Goodnight, my sweet Beth," he whispered. With that, he jumped from the window to the tree and began the route home. When he arrived, he climbed through his third story window and fell asleep thinking of his love and how he would get to share the wonderful news in the morning.
OOC Notes
Evelyn couldn't help but chuckle when she saw Sarah jump. She listened to Sarah talk and smiled, "Oh do I? I guess it's a habit I've picked up from business," she said Sarah continued on about her parents and Evelyn sighed, "I don't see why you stay with them if you hate it so much. I'd rather be out on my own in the wild then in a prison unhappy," she said after Sarah paused.
She smiled again as Sarah went on about the night's beauty and romance. "Yes it would be nice, and I can picture it clearly," she said as she started to sort of day dream off as well for a moment. Then she smiled and started to walk up the stairs on the side of her balcony to the third floor. "So do you want the usual amount or should I give you less so you have an excuse to sneak out and visit me again sooner?" she asked as she motioned for Sarah to follow her. "Oh and Ninrian make sure you drink ALL of that medicine this time!" she called out as they walked up them.
She opened the door and walked into the lab room, the enchanted lamps came on instantly and illuminated the room. She walked over to a nearby shelf and mumble "Sleep Root, Sleep Root, who's got the Sleep Root?" as she looked on the shelves, "Aha!" she smiled as she found it and grabbed a few more roots and some glasses containing liquids. She pulled out a small medicine well from under one of the tables and a cauldron, then placed the cauldron on a little burner with the liquids in it and a small amount of water and turned it on. She walked back over to her medicine wheel and started to crush some of the roots into a powder while the water liquids heated up in the small cauldron.
She stopped for a moment as Sarah teased her about Kale and she looked up at her and laughed, "In the words of my aunt," she paused and changed to a snobbish posture, "Pish posh the only thing a man is good for is to do the work we women don't want to there's no need for loooove!" she giggled and started pushing the wheel over the roots more grinding them up. "Besides we all know Kale is engaged to that noble girl Sylvania or whatever her name is. On top of that I don't love him I just like to look at him." she said laughing at her own comment. She looked over at Ninrian and grabbed her gently by one of her feet holding her upside down and smiled, "And if you keep trying to speak for me I may use some of my special sleep powder on your and put a dampener on your magic," she added jokingly and let the little fairy go. Then she finished grinding up the roots the carrying the powder over to the heated liquid and mixing it in. Sarah went on to beg her to spy on Kale and she looked at her after the liquid had thickened some, "Absolutely not," she said as she moved the cauldron off the burner and turned the burner off. She started to pour the thick liquid into a pan and then left it to cool. She walked over to the window she had opened earlier and looks up at the moon.
Just then a messenger bird landed on her window seal, she grabbed the letter tied to its ankle and read it. She looked up at Sarah and smiled smugly, "Welllllll, I just got a request to make a house call to a werewolvian noble family in Netherfield. you could alwayyyys, I dunno, send a message to your parents that you have taken it upon yourself to strengthen your family ties with some of the werewolvian people to further raise your family's image. I'm sure they'd have not a single objection." she explained as she walked over to the pills that had hardened. She popped them out into a small bag the size of her palm and tied it closed and tossed it to Sarah. "What'dya say? Wanna go on a little road trip?" she asked.
She smiled again as Sarah went on about the night's beauty and romance. "Yes it would be nice, and I can picture it clearly," she said as she started to sort of day dream off as well for a moment. Then she smiled and started to walk up the stairs on the side of her balcony to the third floor. "So do you want the usual amount or should I give you less so you have an excuse to sneak out and visit me again sooner?" she asked as she motioned for Sarah to follow her. "Oh and Ninrian make sure you drink ALL of that medicine this time!" she called out as they walked up them.
She opened the door and walked into the lab room, the enchanted lamps came on instantly and illuminated the room. She walked over to a nearby shelf and mumble "Sleep Root, Sleep Root, who's got the Sleep Root?" as she looked on the shelves, "Aha!" she smiled as she found it and grabbed a few more roots and some glasses containing liquids. She pulled out a small medicine well from under one of the tables and a cauldron, then placed the cauldron on a little burner with the liquids in it and a small amount of water and turned it on. She walked back over to her medicine wheel and started to crush some of the roots into a powder while the water liquids heated up in the small cauldron.
She stopped for a moment as Sarah teased her about Kale and she looked up at her and laughed, "In the words of my aunt," she paused and changed to a snobbish posture, "Pish posh the only thing a man is good for is to do the work we women don't want to there's no need for loooove!" she giggled and started pushing the wheel over the roots more grinding them up. "Besides we all know Kale is engaged to that noble girl Sylvania or whatever her name is. On top of that I don't love him I just like to look at him." she said laughing at her own comment. She looked over at Ninrian and grabbed her gently by one of her feet holding her upside down and smiled, "And if you keep trying to speak for me I may use some of my special sleep powder on your and put a dampener on your magic," she added jokingly and let the little fairy go. Then she finished grinding up the roots the carrying the powder over to the heated liquid and mixing it in. Sarah went on to beg her to spy on Kale and she looked at her after the liquid had thickened some, "Absolutely not," she said as she moved the cauldron off the burner and turned the burner off. She started to pour the thick liquid into a pan and then left it to cool. She walked over to the window she had opened earlier and looks up at the moon.
Just then a messenger bird landed on her window seal, she grabbed the letter tied to its ankle and read it. She looked up at Sarah and smiled smugly, "Welllllll, I just got a request to make a house call to a werewolvian noble family in Netherfield. you could alwayyyys, I dunno, send a message to your parents that you have taken it upon yourself to strengthen your family ties with some of the werewolvian people to further raise your family's image. I'm sure they'd have not a single objection." she explained as she walked over to the pills that had hardened. She popped them out into a small bag the size of her palm and tied it closed and tossed it to Sarah. "What'dya say? Wanna go on a little road trip?" she asked.
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ZOMG! So, this is totally horrendous of me to have totally just dropped off. Gah! I won't promise that it won't happen again because I hate breaking promises and this is a potential promise to be broken. Anyway, I hope to get things restarted shortly. We can even restart the entire RP in another thread if needed. Just let me know your thoughts, and I shall consider.
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I would just like to inform you that I am intrigued in joining your roleplay.
-Nny
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Soory I haven't been on in a while. I have been extreamely busy. Is this post still going or has it been closed?
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Don't worry I hope you get better soon!!!!!!!!!!! All os fine with me. Just focas on getting better. :) :) :)
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Everyone:
Hey I wanted to come on the behalf of both MistressDarkstar and I to apologize for the absence...mine longer than hers. We truly apologize, but there are things that prohibit us from being here and posting steadily at the moment. Mistress is dealing with work, family, and band camp at the moment. I don't know how many of you are aware, but I am sick. It's not a sickness that will go away quickly. I'm in the process of discovering what it is that leaves my body weak and unable to handle simple daily activity. I'm often too tired to put in the effort to post. I don't know when I'll be able to get back to posting and neither does Mistress. We are both sincerely sorry as I''ve said and hope to be returning as soon as our circumstances allow it. Please be patient and don't put this rp too far out of your mind. It is both Mistress's wish and mine that this rp will be revived. Happy posting!
toodles! : )
Writergirl24
Hey I wanted to come on the behalf of both MistressDarkstar and I to apologize for the absence...mine longer than hers. We truly apologize, but there are things that prohibit us from being here and posting steadily at the moment. Mistress is dealing with work, family, and band camp at the moment. I don't know how many of you are aware, but I am sick. It's not a sickness that will go away quickly. I'm in the process of discovering what it is that leaves my body weak and unable to handle simple daily activity. I'm often too tired to put in the effort to post. I don't know when I'll be able to get back to posting and neither does Mistress. We are both sincerely sorry as I''ve said and hope to be returning as soon as our circumstances allow it. Please be patient and don't put this rp too far out of your mind. It is both Mistress's wish and mine that this rp will be revived. Happy posting!
toodles! : )
Writergirl24
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Does any one know if writergirl has posted for Edward? I hope she is ok, becuase, i've been looking for the past I would guess week or so and haven't seen anything. Also has it now turned to day time?
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I'm going to the beach tomorrow (Thursday) through Sunday. I will post when I get back. So sorry for the inconvenience :(
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Since I have time, unlike I thought, I will post up.
EDIT:
Since I have time, unlike I thought, I will post up.
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I know I'm so sorry. I and Dreamer have had a busy schedule. I plan to post when I awaken next. Promise you, regardless of what's up there, I will post for you ;)
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Okay... So post is done I hope it's okay... Sorry if I didn't give you much to work on Mistress with Sarah
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Okay so I gotta edit the end of my post but I went ahead & submitted it because I didn't want to lose my whole post cuz my comp was/is acting extremely stupid & slow right now :(
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Well since I cannot relate very much to the topic, I'm going to say this:
I will be posting today. I have get 5 chapters read in my summer reading before I can do that, but I will be posting whilst at work.
I will be posting today. I have get 5 chapters read in my summer reading before I can do that, but I will be posting whilst at work.
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My sister has metal pads and mine don't move when I use them usually if they move you're pressing too had, off balance or on a level you may be able to beat but aren't good at.
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Yes it is... Oh Mistress! :P
I have it for the PS2 and the Wii as well
I prefer to play the actual arcade game
The mat doesn't move whenever you play Ox
I have it for the PS2 and the Wii as well
I prefer to play the actual arcade game
The mat doesn't move whenever you play Ox
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Dance Dance Revolution, it's an interactive Dance game originally fashioned for the PS2
