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"It is our actions that define us, What we choose, what we resist. What we are willing to die for. You choose what you can live with, and what you can live without."
-Jericho Barrons "

Introductions

Full Name:
Alexandei Joscelyn
Nickname:
Alex, or Andei
Age:
19
Gender:
Female
Sexual Orientation:
Bi-Sexual
Group:
The Shadow Children
Rank/Title:
The Herbalist.

On the Outside

Appearance:
Alexandei is a lovely a woman with warm brown skin, with curly chestnut hair and intense dark eyes. She has soft curves, ample chest and long legs. She has a few scars acquired during the escape from the Valie.

On the Inside

Personality:
Alexandei is a selective mute, She rarely ever speaks unless prompted or asked a question, just listens. She listens to everything. She makes quick and precise decisions based solely on her observations. She seems cold if not a timid because she is so distant, she doesn't appear shy so much as anti social, which is hardly true as she is nice person. She has a hard time letting people in, trusting them, the escape from Valie has made her a very different person, She once had strength but it's been locked away deep, chained by fear and indecision. To those she trusts and loves, which are only her brother and Captain. She is a kind hearted and generous person and even playful She is a good listener, and she is great with advice. She is sensitive, caring, and compassionate, and deeply concerned with the personal growth of herself and others. Individualistic and nonjudgmental, She believes that each person must find their own path. She enjoy spending time exploring her own ideas and values, and gently encouraging to others to do the same.

Hobbies:
Sewing
Botany
Tarot Card Reading/Fortune Telling
Playing the Violin
Skills:
Encyclopedic knowledge of plants, herbs and their uses.
Sewing
Habits:
Not speaking
Pulling faces when she disagrees with someone.
Showing one of her Tarot Cards when she feels something is off.
Oddities:
Selective Mute, she only speaks to her brother and her Captain.
Likes/Loves:The Night Sky✓
The Captain✓
Plants✓
Gardening✓
Children ✓
Playing the Violin✓Dislikes/Hates:
Royalty✗
Slavery✗
Liars✗
The Daggers✗

The Past

Biography
Place Of Origin:
Valie
History:
Alexandei had a relatively normal childhood, she was happy and carefree. She was over the moon when her mother gave birth to her baby brother, Will. It wasn't until they were slightly older when it came to light that her mother had an affair and Will was the product. It wasn't fair the way they treated Will after a while, and he acted out because of it. It made Andei protective of her little brother, and dare not let anyone say anything bad about him when she was around.

Yeas had passed and their lives were rather uneventful, Andei had taken to botany under the tutelage of her mother, to whom she never blamed or resented for whats he'd done, Her baby brother was her favorite person int he world and she didn't care how he got there. The lived in peace until the faithful day that the Queen's guard rush into their small home and murdered their parents. Alexandei and Will barely made it out of the Valie before they were surrounded. Cornered and marked for death, it was nearly the end for them until one of the guards took a liking to her. She was lovely, had always been but she was more interested in plants then she was in people. The guard grabbed her and Will, being just as protective of her and she was of him, lunge for him, with a sword in hand. How he got the thing, she didn't know but it didn't matter because in the end, he was knocked out. Refusing the let her brother die for her honor. She sacrificed her body to the guards in exchange for his life. The only thing she could do was watch her brother as they did as men do.

She hasn't been the same since.

It wasn't for naught, as in that time the guards were silently killed, and they were rescued by the beautiful Kaitlyn, the Leader of the shadow children. Alexandei never really spoke after that save for to her brother, and Kaitlyn who'd nursed her back to heath. The two became best friends and if Alexandei were honest, she would say that she loved Kaitlyn, more then friend. From then on, to make herself useful to the Shadow Children, she became one, using her skill and knowledge of plants, herbs and the like to assist in anyway.

Face Claim:
Natalie Emmanuel
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#378562

So begins...

Alexandei Joscelyn's Story

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#2016-09-24 02:37:38, as written by xXxCryptic-AngelxXx

Time: 22:00

What started out as a quiet, clear night would forever be known as The Day of Blood and Fire.

It was late evening when the screaming started, emanating from the stone fortress of the castle. The people gathered at the doors, too frightened to go inside, but too terribly curious to stay away. The doors flew open with a bang and people, Nobles and Servants alike, fled from the interior of the building. They trampled people and wrecked stalls as they fled, but they wouldn't get far. There were plumes of smoke rising from the different districts of the city. Orange light began to glow and the air was filled with more screams. There was the crashing of glass, the clang of metal on metal, and the heartbreaking sounds of people losing their homes. Some even losing their lives.

The culprit? A woman dressed in the same shade of red as the blood staining the throne room who wears the face of the queen. But the queen is dead, the king is nowhere to be seen, and the princess is missing. This new queen, this Red Lady, and her young army are tearing down the kingdom. Not just to conquer it. No. To rebuild it. First comes the fire and the cleansing. Then the reconstruction will commence and the kingdom will be remade.

The key players are all in place. The Queen stands at the head of the square. A shimmering crown of gold sits upon her head, glowing in the orange light of the fires. The Captain and Vice Captain of her guard, her soldiers, stand on either side of her giving a... trial of sorts for the nobles that refused to help when she had appeared to them before. Her daggers moved throughout the city, seeking rats on two legs who must face their crimes against the crown.

The Shadow Children were mostly settled in for the night, the younger ones already asleep in their cots in the glow of the lanterns while the older ones worked and did their playing. The herbalist was at the one of the man tables near Soup, their kitchens, playing cards with her brother, the Medic. The weapons master was in her treehouse, staring up into the night sky, an open bottle of wine in her hand. The Captain was up in her treehouse, another young man wrapped around her finger. The master of the guard was out with her troop, scouting the forest and the kingdom for any sign of the snakes called Daggers. And any sign of her missing brother.

The missing Princess--Drew--was fleeing her kingdom, dressed in rags and covered in dirt. Her hands were riddled with blisters, sore and festering from the prison work forced upon her. Her back still stung where a whip had cut her skin and painted the walls with her blood. The sound of screams shook her body to her core. So much so, that she had fallen to her knees repeatedly until she was too far to hear them. She turned, high enough to see the smoke and flame filling the night sky. She let out a choked sob and collapsed, her tears leaving streaks in the dirt that coated her cheeks. Her kingdom was falling to pieces and she was powerless to stop it.

"Winn," she said, barely a whisper, "Winn, we should go back." She pushed herself to her feet, her legs weak beneath her. She had been working in the gardens all day after being sick all night from the drugs they fed her. She didn't have a choice. She needed to eat to survive long enough to escape. And she had, but it was bittersweet. She didn't understand why Angelina chose to strike that night when it was obvious she had her men in the castle for weeks. Her torment had only gone on for days, but the time seemed to stretch down in the cells. She wouldn't tell Winter the truth about what was going on down there. Not yet. She doubled over and wretched. Whether from exertion, drugs, or shock she couldn't tell.

She straightened and wiped her mouth. "Winn, we have to go back."

Kat swung from the hammok she had hanging one of the walls of her treehouse--They were comfortable but not as practical as a bed--dressed in her underthings and a long shirt. She was unaware of the events taking place on the other side of the walls. She was sure the others thought she was fooling around with one of the boys--young men really--but in truth she had sent him away hours ago when he realized that she wasn't interested in anything he wanted. She had her own needs. They were met. She was done with him. Now, she let her mind wander. More about the past than the present. The happy parts of her past anyway.

She had half a mind to reach for one of the bottles she had tucked away, but then she remembered that Leila had been in her room earlier that night and she had yet to get her report from her vice captain and Mavis. She would need that before she decided to incapacitate herself for the night. Things in the forest had been quiet lately which Kat found incredibly unsettling. "What are you up to you crimson bitch?" She mused to herself.

Leila sat in hear window, leaning against the back frame. There was a throwing knife in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. If she cut her hand, it wouldn't be a big deal. It wasn't her dominant hand and she had someone who could fix her up. She just needed something to take the edge off. It was getting closer to her birthday. Closer to the day her life turned upside down all those years ago. She looked out the window again only this time she was staring down at the tables where her best friend and his sister were playing cards with some of the other kids. She supposed this family wasn't all that bad. Things hadn't been the same at home for a long time anyway.

She took another swig of wine and gulped down the sour liquid. Wine wasn't her favorite, but Kat always had some stashed away in her treehouse and never locked the door. She too was oblivious to the monstrous deeds happening on the other side of the wall. Hell, the forest could be on fire and she wouldn't know. She was watching the stars with a reverence. The only way she was leaving her treehouse was if Will came in her and talked her out of it.

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#2016-09-24 03:46:52, as written by afreerobin

Something was off. Mavis couldn't tell what, but something about tonight was different. The woods were clear, nothing but the odd animal. Maybe Mavis was just paranoid as the anniversary of her parents death was coming up. Nothing would happen, she was worried for nothing.

Still she had to be sure. If they got attacked tonight because Mavis though she was seeing things the teen would never forgive herself. She sent all but one of her party back to camp with the instructions to tell their Captian that Mavis would return later. Kat would need to know after all.

She made her way to the edge of the forest, her ruined home in the distance. Was that smoke from the city? Mavis had to check this out. She turned to the Shadow Child with her, hand on her blade. 'Return to The Captain. Tell her of the smoke. I will go further and look for signs of those blasted Dagger.'

'But Mavis-'

She silenced him with a glare. Young as she was her troops respected her. He nodded grimly and after placing a calloused hand on her shoulder, ran off. Mavis faced the castle again. Just what was happening?

She took a deep, calming breath and took off, a blur in the night. As she got closer Mavis could hear the screams. Painfully she was reminded of the flames licking at her skin, her brothers screaming for her.

She shook her head. Now wasn't the time. Something big was happening and Mavis needed to find out what. The Castle's main entrance was in sight but Mavis didn't need that. Anyone of intrest would be escaping in the smaller routes, sewers and holes in the ground.

Not wanting to be noticed, but wanting to see what was going on Mavis did what she does best. She scrambled up a tree and planted herself on a thick branch. If no one important came out within an hour she'd return to camp.

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#2016-09-24 11:18:55, as written by Sunflower

The day had finally come. Besides the day of her gaining her crown, the day of reckoning had come, as well. It's been days that she had been exacting her revenge as today was just pure icing on the cake. Angelina roamed around the castle with a few grapes inside of her hand. She popped them all into her mouth then turned to look towards the throne room and saw that there were blood on almost every single aspect of the room. The aroma of smoke began to crept at her nose as she knew that the day she took over that there was going to be turmoil - Her turmoil.

Angelina was heavily guarded by her recruited group of misfits. She wondered if this display of the day would bring out those obviously terrified children in the woods. They were pathetic in her eyes as she continued her waltz throughout the castle as most places she went, she could see the flames still burning a bright orange. The black smoke of already burned places that were slowly turning to ash.

As she entered the square and took her rightful place in front of her throne, she directed her soldiers to stand guard beside her. She stood there proudly and looked as she had one of her hostages tied with their hands behind their back to a wooden pole. Angelina looked at the person as she parted her lips to speak.

"One last chance to bow down to me or suffer the consequences." She spat as the male tied to the pole eyed her with a disgusted look. "I'd rather burn in the deepest depths of hell before I bow down to a wretched person like you." Angelina chuckled as she lowered her head to look down at the ground before her eyes fixated back towards the male. "Well, let me help you out a little bit, huh?" Before the male could even respond, masked men that carried torches had already set the male ablaze as his piercing screams filled the square.

"Kassandra, make it stop." She muttered towards the female as Kassandra nodded her head and grabbed her bow along with an arrow and shot it towards the male, ultimately silencing him. A smirk began to form among her lips as she took a few steps forward and looked down at the other nobles before her. "This is just the beginning. There is plenty more where that came from. Bow down to me or the King you all once knew is next." Yes, those last words she had uttered were simply breathtaking as no one truly knew what happened to the King - Their King. At least they knew that he was truly alive or maybe she was just toying with them.

Angelina along with most members of The Daggars truly knew where the King was kept hidden. He was kept in a tower within the castle as she didn't quite know what to do with him yet. She didn't know if she wanted to kill him or just torture him until he cannot take it anymore and asks for his own sentencing. Angelina couldn't think about that now as she eyed her loyal army. "If this doesn't bring those children out of those woods, I do not what will." She spoke softly as she turned back towards the audience. "Now, we feast!"

After she spoke those words, the audience was still at a hush as they followed her to the dining area, a place in which she has yet to burn. Her army trailed behind her as she entered the room and took her rightful seat at the top, where she could see down at everyone else. "Now, we wait." Angelina spoke as she sat back and relaxed for now as it seemed like people were actually enjoying themselves.

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#2016-09-24 19:42:29, as written by partially-stars

All was calm. It was a quiet evening. There wasn't even any minor injuries for Will to deal with, so he was able to just sit and play cards with his sister. He'd been able to do this more and more often lately- which, of course, just made him suspicious. Something was building. He'd been spending more time training- so the fact that he could now spend most of the day training and still have time to play cards with Andei was unsettling him.

He glanced up towards Leila's room. She'd been spending more and more time by herself. Will wasn't going to pry, but he could tell something was wrong. Maybe she'd tell him eventually. Maybe she didn't need to talk and was just going to deal with it by herself. Either way, it wasn't his place to ask too many questions.

He turned his attention back to the game and his sister. They'd played together a lot as children, so it was almost like they were at home again. If not for Andei's almost constant silence, and their new surroundings and... well, everything but the fact that they were playing together.

And yet, Will couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Or, at least... off. But he kept his attention on the game, laughing a little at Andei. "Remember when I thought that I was never going to be able to beat you?" He asked. "I also thought I was never going to be taller than you," he added, grinning. That was back before he realised what his lighter skin meant, back before everything changed. Back when things were simpler.

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#2016-09-25 15:37:10, as written by TheCrimsonLady

It was nice, sitting, being able to play a quiet game of cards with her brother. Like all of the world's problems big and small were a million miles away. Alexandei knew better. It had been a nice quite like this one, when their world was shattered. Nights like this made Alexandei particularly nervous. Her guard high, even sound and twitch of shadows made her jump. She wasn't always like this but she was now, and she didn't expect that to change anytime soon.

It seemed Will to be lost in thought too for a moment because he seemed to return as she set down her card. She closed her eyes as he placed his down, beating her in the game. She allowed herself to giggle softly.

"Remember when I thought that I was never going to be able to beat you?" He asked and she rolled her eyes playfully. "I also thought I was never going to be taller than you," He told her and she merely shrugged. He was always quick to make things a competition. Not out of malice, he just wanted to prove himself, anyway he could. She loved that about him. She reached out and touched his hand. The look on her face was soft, telling him, he was taller then her now, and he beat her now. She didn't speak often, but her face was full of readable expressions. All of the Shadow Children could read them, only two ever heard her speak.

Suddenly, the smell of fire wafted over them. It wasn't like the burning of leaves, it was wood, brick and mortar. She looked at Will, terror in her eyes.

She reached to her side, where a pack sat, leaning against her chair. She reached inside and pulled out a different deck of cards. She shuffled them quickly and placed three face down.

She set the deck aside and took a breath before turning the first card over. The Lovers. Alexandei frowned and continued. The Five of Cups. Alexandei swallowed before reaching the final card. Death. Her eyes went wide but she stopped herself from panicking. The Death card didn't always mean literal death. It could also mean Transformation. Change. However the Five of Cups meant grief, sadness. That paired with Death was never good, but the Lovers. That meant a choice. A choice would be made, or has been, that will bring grief, sadness, and death, or -hopefully- change.

She looked at her brother. "Something's wrong..." She said her voice soft, and a little hoarse from disuse, it was the first words she'd spoken to him all day. It wasn't uncommon but still.

She turned toward the smell of fire. "A Storm is coming, Will...Just like--" She paused, unable to finish. She wanted to say 'Just like that day' meaning the day their parents died and she lost the will to speak. "We need to prepare." She told him, but for what she didn't know. The Death card scared her more then she could ever explain.

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#2016-09-25 19:00:13, as written by xXxCryptic-AngelxXx

Winter was right. He was always right. She hated that he was always right, but he was perceptive and logical which helped keep her in line. In this case, he was keeping her from running back to her death. She just couldn't help but feel she was abandoning her people to the likes of her... gods her aunt. She didn't even know her mother had a sister until she saw the woman. For a moment, as the woman stood at the bars of her cell, she believed it to be her mother and begged her to let her out. Then she saw her eyes and the darkness in them and backed away from her. It wasn't her mother. No. A monster wearing her mother's face...

She looked over at Winter and nodded. "You're right," She murmured. "Lets go." She took a step forward, her leg wobbled once but held her up. "I can run." She said before really believing that she could. She could hear them now. The pounding of soldier's boots on the cobblestone road. She stiffed, fear consuming her where once she would've been brave. She had heard them so many times from behind those metal bars... She took off as fast as her legs could carry her. She knew Winter would be able to keep up. Hell, he could outrun her. He had many times when they spent afternoons in the sunlight and floral aroma of the gardens while she was temporarily shirking her "princessly duties".

She allowed him to lead her through the streets, stopping when they heard boots stomping around corners or the clang of metal on metal as guards attacked each other. It was chaos. No one knew who to trust. For a split second, Drew worried that she was being deceived, but shook it from her. If was residual from being in her cell. She thought she could trust the guards, some she had known for years growing up in the castle. But Winter? Winter would never. She had known him practically from the time she was born. There was no way he would turn on her. She grasped the cloak about her shoulders as she ran, thankful he had given it to her. It was autumn, edging closer to winter with every moon and she only had the rags she was given in exchange for her torn party dress.

They were nearing the walls now. Her lungs burned and ached and her feet were blistering from lack of proper footwear, but she pushed. If she could just get through the wall.. It loomed before them. A promise of freedom, but also a promise of imprisonment if they couldn't get out the gates. If they were guarded by too many.. or they were lowered. It took four guards to lift one. They would never pull it off with just the two of them. Thankfully they were open... And there were only two guards.

Kat had begun to doze in her hammock and had thought to get up and grab the blanket from her bed when she heard an urgent knock on the door. She blinked at it sleepily, startled slightly by the sound in the quiet of camp. There were two things it could be, someone reporting trouble outside camp, or someone wanting her to solve something petty inside camp. "Captain Kaitlyn!" A small voice called from the other side. She sat up straight, the drowsiness shed like a blanket as it fell from her shoulders to rest in her lap. Only the little ones called her Kaitlyn. And if it was a little one, something was very wrong.

"Hold on, Sweetheart!" she answered as she moved quickly across the room to her makeshift wardrobe to pull on some trousers. The older kids were used to her being in different manners of dress, but the little ones were... well too little. Once she was fully clothed, she opened the door and knelt down so she was just slightly shorter than the guard that stood before her. They looked frightened, eyes wide and shoulders shaking. "What is it, soldier?" She asked, voice light, but serious. The child took a few breaths, still out of breath from running and crying. Kat stood and moved to her bedside table where a jug of water sat. She took a glass, poured it, and then handed it to the child to drink. "Deep breaths, hun." Once the child was calm enough, they ran a hand down their face before delivering the news.

Kat's whole body tensed, but she gave a soft smile and patted the child on the head. "Thank you for alerting me. Go get something to snack on and return to your hut. We will not be needing you tonight." Being a guard was one thing, but fighting against the daggers was another thing entirely. The child nodded gratefully and climbed back down the short latter onto one of the many bridges until they made their way down to their hut. Kat shut the door and pulled on better clothing and a small section of light chainmail she had managed to acquire from a recent job. She also grabbed her sword which she strapped to her waist before pulling on her boots, and exiting her room. She moved as quickly and quietly as she could until her leather clad foot was firmly on the ground.

"Captain's Guard! We are needed in the city!" She commanded as she moved about camp. She saw little faces poking sleepily from windows and doorways but were quickly shuffled back inside by the older ones. They told different stories, a drill, a bear, a dragon. Something they could spin into a bedtime story. Those children deserved chocolate one of these days for all the work to do to keep the little ones calm. She grabbed ahold of one of the older guards, someone who had been off duty this night and told him to run ahead and tell Mavis to lead the people into the tunnels. "Keep her from engaging unless absolutely necessary. She'll probably be after blood since it's almost..Well you get the idea. Keep her safe. We need to keep each other alive right now. Worry about killing them later." He saluted and took off into the short cave tunnel that lead out into the dark of the forest. Kat found Andei and Will playing cards at one of the tables and knew, by the tarot cards on the table and the look of fear in her eyes, she knew something was wrong. Kat cleared her throat, and shuffled her feet. Momentarily at a loss for what to say to her friend. She couldn't say, "It'll be okay," because she wasn't sure that it would be. She wanted to hold her and promise nothing would happen, but she didn't. Instead she said, "It'll be okay, Andei." Smooth. She shook her head and turned her attention to Will. "Where's Leila?" She had been all over camp, but hadn't seen her. She turned her head up to the window of Leila's treehouse and frowned. Leila sat staring at the sky, Kat's bottle of wine in her hand. She sighed, rubbing her eyes with her thumb and forefinger. "Will, go get her down and sober her up would you? We'll need her to get things ready and... as much as i hate to say it" She hated to put her sister in danger, but Leila was very skilled at many things. Things they would need. "Bring her. You both are needed in town."

She didn't bother to wait for the question she knew was coming. "The Red Bitch made her move." She took off to finish rounding up her troops. Where's my Vice Captain? Where's Frere?"

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#2016-09-25 20:46:59, as written by partially-stars

Andei's silent, gentle touch told him everything it needed to. A reminder that things were different now, that he didn't need to prove himself any more. If only it was that simple. But he smiled at her, thankful for her comfort.

The stench of smoke hit him at the same time as it hit her, and he watched as Andei pulled out her tarot cards. He didn't understand tarot all that much. But Andei's expression told him everything he needed to know- as did the fact that she actually spoke to him. When she was using her words, it was worse than they'd thought. He understood the gaps in her wording as well, feeling his stomach plummet to the floor. It was like the night their parents had been killed. The night that Will had probably nearly died. The night that Andei stopped talking.

Before he could do anything other than get to his feet, though, Kat appeared, only confirming the worst of his suspicions. He didn't miss her comforting of Andei. Kat was the only other person Andei would actually talk to instead of her usual, silent communication. Will was glad that she had somebody else, and only more so that it was Kat. If anything did happen to him, Kat would take care of Andei. She wouldn't be entirely alone. That gave him comfort, more than he was going to admit. He didn't know the exact details of their relationship, but he wasn't going to push Andei for them either. As long as she was happy.

He nodded at Kat's instructions, glancing up to Leila's room. If both of them were needed, then things were bad. They could sometimes get away with leaving one of them behind, but not now. They needed as many bodies as possible, and if it was what Will thought it was, then they'd need a field medic anyway.

Kat confirmed his worst fears in a few short words. The Red Queen had struck again- and for real this time. They had to move. He turned to Andei. "You know what I put in my field pack, right? Can you go sort that out for me while I attempt to deal with Leila? Put in anything and everything you think I'll need," he said, before climbing the ladder and going to Leila's room.

He knocked, counted to ten, then entered anyway. "On a scale of one to ten, how drunk are you right now?" He asked, leaning against the door. "Because we're needed in the city, and you need your wits about you. The Red Queen is on the rampage."

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