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Priscilla Clements

With faith, discipline and selfless devotion to duty, there is nothing worthwhile that you cannot achieve.

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a character in “Veritas Isle”, as played by PrincessLala17

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ImageName: Priscilla Jane Clements
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Species: Human
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 140lbs
Hair colour: Dark brown
Eye colour: Grey
Skin colour: Fair
Trade/Job: None

Appearance:
Standing at five feet and seven inches, Priscilla is a slender young woman of approximately 140 pounds. She has fair skin with pink cheeks and she often wears a light layer of makeup on her face. She has big eyes that are grey in colour and defined dark eyebrows. She has a petite nose and heart-shaped pink lips. Her dark brown hair is thick and curly and difficult to tame. It tends to be lighter at the ends due to sun exposure and she tries to keep it neat and tidy. Priscilla has a birthmark on the side of her right hip approximately the size of a plum. She tends to wear sundresses or maxi dresses as casual wear and has a preference for the colour pink. Priscilla usually wears strappy sandals or high heels, and she rarely wears practical or comfortable footwear or clothing. She always wears a golden signet ring on her left index finger and she has a nervous habit of spinning it when she's anxious or uncomfortable.

Personality:
A positive, friendly, and good-hearted person, Priscilla is extremely outgoing and loves to meet new people. She is charming but fairly talkative, which can become annoying after a while. Priscilla absolutely cannot keep a secret to save her life, and sometimes loves to gossip, though she usually only does so in social situations where others are doing it first - she'll rarely start the gossip, but she does love to continue it. Priscilla believes that rules are in place for a reason and that people should be expected to follow them. She is obedient and always tries to do what is expected of her, even when it comes at the price of her own personal happiness. Priscilla is quite naive and innocent and she knows little about the bad in the world. She is a caring, loving person and always tries her best to get along with everyone she meets. Priscilla has an average intelligence but always works hard and pays attention in her studies. She enjoys playing the harpsichord.

Bio/History:
Born to a noble house in the Kingdom below, Priscilla has always lived a life of luxury and duty. An obedient and well-behaved child, Priscilla's parents were always grateful for what a good child they had, and when Priscilla was four, they decided to have another. Priscilla was five when her little sister Henrietta was born, and her sister was an absolute demon child. She was constantly screaming and crying, and as she got older, Henrietta became disobedient and rebellious. Priscilla and her parents were all frustrated by Henrietta's behaviour and nobody could figure out how to get her to behave. They kept hoping she would grow out of it, but she never did.

Priscilla, meanwhile, grew into a prim and proper young lady. Courteous and well-mannered, it wasn't long before eligible young bachelors from all over were seeking to meet the young Mademoiselle Clements. Priscilla was happy to meet with any suitors her parents agreed to let her see. None particularly interested her, but she knew that her parents wanted her to choose one of her own accord, so she paid close mind to the things they said about these suitors and eventually selected one that she knew would make her parents happy - a man of good standing in another noble house, respectful and polite and wealthy, whose parents got along well with her parents. The two started courting, and Priscilla's parents were overjoyed. Around the same time, Henrietta befriended a group of girls from town - commoners, not nobles - who were significantly older than her, all around Priscilla's age, and all of whom shared her rebellious side.

It was at Henrietta's thirteenth birthday party that all hell broke loose. Despite her rebellious side, her parents loved her and tried to do everything they could for her. All of her friends from town came to her birthday party, and they brought along some men, all around Priscilla's age or a little older. Priscilla and Henrietta's parents tried to insist that the men not come, but Henrietta threw a fit and her parents reluctantly relented. Henrietta's friends went wild, drinking much too much and getting all kinds of rowdy. One of them even tried to hit on Priscilla, but the gentleman courting her stepped in and put an end to that. Unfortunately, things started to go too far and Priscilla's father asked the men to leave. They got angry, though, and started threatening the partygoers with weapons that they'd snuck in with them. They ended up attacking Priscilla's father, and then they started a number of fires throughout the mansion, blocking all the exits and refusing to let anyone leave.

Priscilla's mother managed to sneak her out of the party, sending her out a window and telling her to run into town to get help. When Priscilla asked her mother to come with her, her mother refused, saying she needed to go back in there and get Henrietta. Priscilla was reluctant about leaving her mother behind, but did as asked and went into town to get help. By the time they got back, the manor was ablaze, and by the time they were able to put the fire out, several had died inside - including Priscilla's gentleman caller, her parents, and her little sister. Priscilla was heartbroken and devastated over losing everything - her home, her family, the man she was courting... There was nothing left for her.

She stayed for a while with a family friend, trying to mend her broken heart, but then one night she had a dream in which she saw her sister. Henrietta was sitting in a ring of fire and crying, and when Priscilla went to her, Henrietta apologized again and again for what had happened, saying she never wanted any of that to happen. Then, Henrietta told Priscilla that all she'd wanted was to escape from the strict life her parents had laid out for them and that she wanted to go to the floating islands and be free as a bird. It was then that the dream cut off, and Priscilla was convinced that the dream was a message directly from her sister - an apology for what had happened, and guidance as to what Priscilla should do next. She wasn't sure what she would find waiting for her on the floating islands, but it seemed like the only logical step forward to move on after what had happened, so she packed her bags and set out for Veritas Isle.

So begins...

Priscilla Clements's Story

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The floating islands, so far, were even more beautiful in person than Priscilla had heard. She had just reached the top and was still somewhat in disbelief that she'd actually ridden on the back of a dragon. The skirt of her long pink dress fluttered in the warm spring breeze as she walked along and she carefully adjusted her white coat around her shoulders so it wouldn't fall off; it was a bit warm but Priscilla had always been taught to keep her shoulders covered when out and about, so she'd decided to wear the jacket at least until she found her way to a hotel room for the night. Her curls, which she'd mostly tied back, were bouncing as she walked and her clear grey eyes eagerly looked about, taking in every little detail around her. She wasn't entirely certain why her dreams had guided her here, but she was hoping to find out soon. There was something here for her; she just had to find it.

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James had the baby with him since Garnet and her man were out and it was his week. He promised his baby girl for some sunshine and damn if he wasn't going to give it to her. He had on black sunglasses, white v neck shirt, black jacket, a baby in a baby wrap, and blue jeans. It was a lovely day to be out and Ebony was having the time of her life as she watched people walk by and awed at the sky.

A couple of no gooders had eyed her and smirked. She looked like a rich stupid brat and she wasn't half bad looking either. They trailed her and one of them slid their hand over her ass, "Hey there sweet thing... how about you come with us and we can show you a grand time." He chuckled. The other was ushering her into the alleyway. James had seen the two ushering a small twelve year old looking girl into an alleyway and growled. "Come on, baby girl. Gotta save a kid." He sighed. When did he become such a good do-gooder? "You really have some nerve coming in my city and roughing kids up." He growled. He and the baby looked done with the both of them. They took one look at him and both ran. James wouldn't have gone after them even if he didn't have his daughter. "Where are your parents, kid?" He asked and looked around.

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Priscilla was a bit startled when some men came up behind her, one of them having the audacity to grope her as they started trying to redirect her into an alleyway. Her mouth fell open in surprise but before she had a chance to say anything, a tall man with silvery hair carrying a baby cut in. He barely even needed to say anything before he had the men running. Priscilla wasn't certain whether that was a good thing or not. She looked up at the man when he asked where her parents were and she blinked in surprise. "They passed away," she replied calmly, tightening her grip on her bag somewhat before turning her attention towards the baby strapped to him. "Look at what a lovely little thing you are! Look at that sweet little face! Aren't you such a pretty little thing?" she cooed, a smile coming to her lips as she spoke.

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James sighed and blinked when she started to coo at his baby. "Uhm well where is your guardian, kid? Didn't anyone teach you common sense? You don't dress flashy like this," He said and eyed her, wishing he hadn't when he saw her chest, "and walk alone. Thankfully my baby spotted what was going on and alerted me." He said. Jokes always seemed to make him seem less scary. It was probably a lame dad joke, but he had to start learning sooner or later. Ebony giggled and cooed right back at her. James sighed again, he was going to have to talk to her about this being all nice to strangers things. "Where are you going, kid?" He asked.

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Priscilla raised an eyebrow when he asked where her guardian was and said not to dress flashy like this. "I wasn't aware that there was, er, a safety issue...? I suppose that's what it would be. I'd assumed these islands would be as safe as home, if not safer since they're such a big deal," she replied, and giggled at his comment about the baby alerting him as to what was going on. "I don't have a guardian. I did stay for a while with some family friends after my family passed away, but I couldn't very well stay with them forever," she said with a bit of a shrug. She enjoyed the way that the baby cooed back and she made some silly faces at the baby while the dad sighed and then asked where she was going. "Oh, I sent a courier ahead and made a reservation at a hotel - Hantel and Greesal? - so I was just heading there to get checked in and drop off my things."

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James' brow rose, "You don't have anyone... with you? A twelve-year-old shouldn't be walking alone or actually coming to a foreign place alone." He said. Why was he so damn concerned about someone else's kid? He shook his head. Ebony giggled and clapped her hands when there were funny faces in front of her. James gently rubbed his kid's head. "I am assuming you know how to get there... wasn't aware I would need to escort someone's child to an inn... why are you alone though?" He asked baffled.

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Priscilla stared at the man when he called her a twelve-year-old, her jaw falling open slightly. She was momentarily speechless, clearing her throat only after he asked why she was alone. "I suppose I could be thankful that you think I look so much younger than I do. That bodes well for me as I get older. I'm an adult though, thank you. I'm perfectly equipped to be traveling on my own," she said with a smile before looking back at the baby. "Did your daddy think I was just a little girl? Yeah? Do you have a silly daddy?" she cooed with a giggle.

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James laughed, "Yeah okay... ya adult." He said and watched as his baby laughed and rubbed her mouth with her hand. He was losing her to this kid. "Okay okay, start going towards the inn... I will follow behind until you get to it and then you are free to go, kid." He said. The kid couldn't see but he was glaring at her behind his glasses. It was bad enough he was helping this chick as is, ruining his reputation. This was a Luther thing. Wait... wasn't this how he helped Barynn? "Nope... you are an adult. You have a good one miss. Come one, Ebs." He said and walked off in the opposite direction.

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Priscilla giggled a bit at the little girl's reaction, glad that the father didn't seem too embarrassed about his mistake. She continued to make silly faces at the baby while the father suggested that he'd walk her to the inn, but then he abruptly changed his mind, seemingly recognizing now that she was an adult. She blinked in surprise at how quickly he was gone, but smiled after him before continuing on her way. It wasn't until she was almost to the inn that she realized she hadn't caught the man's name. He'd called the baby 'Ebs', but that had sounded like a nickname. She hoped she'd run into him again, at least so she could thank him properly for helping her out back there. She made it safely to her hotel, checking in and heading to her room. She wasn't sure what this island had in store for her, but she was eager to find out.

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Priscilla was pleased with the accommodations at the inn she had chosen; it was a comfortable place and it seemed like it would be a decent place to stay until she figured out why she was here and what she was supposed to be doing. She slept soundly that night, having perhaps her best sleep since the fire, and when morning came she promptly got up, showered, and got dressed. The man yesterday, the one with the baby, had told her not to dress so flashy, though she wasn't entirely certain what he meant by that. She put her hair up and grabbed her purse, making sure to lock up the door to her room before heading out. She was in search of a place to have some breakfast and then she was just going to explore the city, to see if anything in particular seemed to jump out at her as a reason for coming.

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Luther had left Barynn with Una since he really needed to go out and look for a secretary. James had left early that morning and went bring Ebony to a small daycare on the lake island and had business of his own to take care of. "Now where in the world is that damn bulletin board?" He huffed. It was mention he should post a flyer there. If someone cared for the job they could meet him at his office, which was just a small building outside of his house.

The tall man walked for a good bit before finding it and tacked it on there. "There... hopefully, that will work." He sighed.

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Priscilla found a lovely little cafe not far from the inn, so she went inside to have some breakfast. Everything on the menu sounded delicious and she ended up having something they called an 'egg in a hole' with a few pieces of breakfast sausage and a fruit salad. She was just finishing up and gave the money to the server when she noticed a familiar-looking man outside the window, putting a sign up on what looked like a bulletin board of some sort. She raised an eyebrow slightly. That was the man from the night before, she was almost certain of it, but he seemed to have changed his hair. She took the change from the server and put it away, getting up quickly and heading outside. "Did you change your hair?" she asked as she walked up to him, a little confused but determined to get his name and give him a proper thanks for his help yesterday.

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Luther was just about to walk away and jumped when a little girl approached him. "Huh? What? My hair?" He asked and reached up to touch it. "No? I might need to have it trimmed but I don't think I have. Have we met? I am sorry... I don't recognize you." He said with a nervous chuckle. Please don't be a crazy person. Not right now. I really have no energy, strange girl. He thought, but smiled. The girl looked at him and he looked down at her.

In the background, James had walked by but slipped into the shadows when he saw the girl talking to Luther. "Ah shit... Luther run, my boy. You already fucking have Barynn. How many more do... oh he looks confused... at least she isn't dressed like a rich brat today. Ahh that color suits her. Ugh what are you talking about, James? Shut the fuck up and watch." He mumbled to himself.

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Priscilla blinked slightly when the man said that he hadn't changed his hair and questioned whether they'd met. This must have been a different person, but how strange was it that he looked almost identical to the man from yesterday? "Oh! I'm sorry. I must have you mistaken for someone else. That's so strange - has anyone told you there's a man walking about who looks almost exactly like you? Except his hair is kind of white instead of dark, but aside from that the resemblance is uncanny, and he was carrying around the most adorable little baby I've ever seen. You look so much like him! It's as if you stole his entire face! Or as if he stole your face...? I'm not sure," she said with a soft laugh. "Sorry, my name is Priscilla!"

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Luther blinked as he listened to the young girl go on about his face or someone having his face and then he covered his mouth to smile when he realized she was talking about his twin brother. What a strange little girl. When she was finally done talking he shook his head, "What a lovely name, Priscilla. I am Luther, it is nice to meet you, but I believe you have met my brother... which is kind of shocking since he doesn't really go out of his way to talk to people, well young ones at that." He chuckled. James decided to emerge and save his brother. He needed to go back to Barynn. "Hello... I see you have a little stalker... or is it I that has the stalker?" He said and Luther turned to see his brother. "Be nice." He said and James smirked. "Well of course," James replied.

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Priscilla smiled when the man complimented her name and introduced himself in return, explaining that she may have met his brother. That definitely made sense as to why they would be so similar. She and her little sister Henrietta had shared many similarities - well, in appearance, at least. "Oh! I see. A brother. How silly of me for not assuming that sooner," she said with a laugh. When she heard the other man's voice she looked over, smiling a bit when she saw the man with the white hair coming back. "Hello again!" she chimed in a cheerful tone, a bright smile on her lips. "I was kind of hoping I'd see you again. I didn't really get a chance to properly thank you for your help yesterday, nor did I catch your name," she told him.

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James eye twitched at how cheerful the girl was, it reminded him of a tamer Yora, both were equally annoying. "No need to thank me." He said and when she said something about his name James blinked. "My name is Fre-sha-voca-do." He said as if it actually was his name. Luther pressed his lips together and looked over at his brother as if to say what the fuck. He didn't say anything since he wanted to see the reaction the girl gave,

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Priscilla smiled a bit when the man said that there was no need to thank him. At least he was modest and humble about it. She could certainly respect that. When he told her his name, she blinked slightly. "Freshavocado... what a unique name! I've never heard one quite like that," she told him, smiling a bit. It sounded quite unusual, but Priscilla knew better than to say anything rude. Her parents would have killed her if she'd ever dared to say anything about how unusual somebody's name was. "And there certainly is need to thank you, Freshavocado. I don't know what those men yesterday had in mind but I have a feeling that I'd rather not have found out, so I appreciate that you got involved and scared them off," she continued. "The men to whom I'm accustomed are not usually so...I suppose bold would be the only word for it, or perhaps brazen? Either way, I don't know what they were thinking, but they certainly ran off quickly when you cut in," she laughed.

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Luther turned around to keep from laughing and messed around with the flyer for him to find a secretary. She was surely nieve and so talkative. He could take it since he used to be just as lively when he was in the escorting business. Did he miss it? Sometimes, but he had Barynn and the baby and that was enough for him. James, on the other hand, looked like he was deciding if to attack her or bat her around more. "Yeah, my mother loved avocado a lot." He said so seriously and Luther closed his eyes and tried hard not to laugh. The girl went on and on. "Really no need to thank me. It was all the baby, if I didn't have her I wouldn't have bothered." He said and Luther looked back. "James.." He said with a bit of a warning in his voice. James glared at him, "Now she knows my real name. Thanks." He sighed.

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Priscilla couldn't help but to laugh when the man said that his mother had loved avocado and she nodded. At least he had a sense of humour about it, it seemed. "To be fair, avocado is quite delightful," she said. When he said that he wouldn't have bothered to help if not for the baby, she blinked slightly, but then Luther turned about and seemed to scold him. It reminded her of herself when she'd remind Henrietta that she ought to behave - not that it had ever done any good, of course. She looked at James in surprise when he said that she now knew his real name. "Oh! I see. That was just a joke - how silly of me," she said with a giggle. "Forgive me, it's just been a long time since I've really had the occasion and the wherewithall to enjoy a good joke."

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James glared at the girl, why was she still here? "Was wondering when you were going to catch on." He said and Luther sighed. James' sign he should leave before tearing into the girl. "Alright. I am out. I have an avocado to get now." He said and walked away. Luther sighed and looked at the girl, "I am sorry about him... he is the evil twin." He smirked. "So what has brought you to the islands?" He asked, being nice to show her that he was no way like his brother.

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Priscilla blinked in surprise when James glared at her, a little concerned, but then he said he had to get an avocado and she laughed a little. "It was lovely seeing you again, and thank you again for yesterday!" she chimed before he left, and then she turned back towards Luther, smiling up at him. "The evil twin? And here I thought those only existed in fairytales," she said with a laugh. When he asked what had brought her to the islands, she smiled, shrugging a bit. "I'm still not sure. My family recently died in a fire and I had a dream where I saw my younger sister talking about wanting to come here, so I thought it was a sign that I should come here. I was feeling pretty aimless at the time so I figured maybe I'd find... I don't know, some sort of purpose?" Priscilla laughed a little, shaking her head. "I don't really know. I suppose I'll figure that out in time. What's the flyer you're putting up?" she asked curiously, gesturing to the bulletin board.

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Luther frowned a bit at the mentioning of her family's death. "I am so sorry to hear. Loss is a hard one." He said softly and when she mentioned a purpose and then his flyer Luther smirked. What perfect way to get back at his brother for not only being an asshole but for fucking his girl when he was with Yora. "Ahh I am looking for a secretary. With a baby on the way and taking care of my girlfriend, I need a bit of help. Know anything about filing and stuff like that?" He asked with a bit smile.

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Priscilla nodded slightly when Luther said he was sorry to hear that. "It is. It's been difficult," she agreed. When he said that he was looking for a secretary to help him since he had a baby on the way, a smile came to her lips. "Oh, you're having a little one to be friends with James's little one? How precious is that!" she said excitedly. "I don't know anything about being a secretary, but I like to think that I'm a quick learner and I'm excellent at following directions, if that would be helpful at all. Perhaps having a job would be a good start in terms of figuring out what I'm supposed to be doing!" she said with a smile.

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Luther couldn't help but laugh when she said he was having a little one to be friends with Ebony. "Ahh if that is what the stars aligned." He said with a big smile. "Hmm well I can show you the ropes and we can take it from there." He smiled, "Wanna come and see where you will be working? I can tell you about what I do and what time you can come in and stuff." He said and pointed towards his house.