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Sylvia the Dark Oracle

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a character in “Crowns, Empires and Swords”, as played by Butterfly Effect

Description

Name: Sylvia

Age: 24

Appearance:
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Build: Slim and pale and marked with ritual tattoos under her robes

Personality: A loner prefering the dead over the living though her family ties cause her to take a limelight form time to time which she does only out of duty with no joy

Where they live: The empire of Atlantia

What/ who they are: High priestess and oracle of Necroesia goddess of death and second in line to the throne as she is Ariana's sister

History: Considered by most the black sheep of the Royal Sisters, Sylvia was found at an earily age to have the gift of magic. But this magic was of the darkest kind necromancy the gift of Necrosia. As she trained her magic she soon began to have visions of death and pain...visions that came true. After her training and the death of her father Sylvia was named heir to the throne by her sister Ariana..a role she will fill until Ariana has childern of her own

Skills: Necromancy magic, the power to see future, and some skill with a trident so she is in no way a fighter

Other:
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So begins...

Sylvia the Dark Oracle's Story

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Character Portrait: Sylvia the Dark Oracle Character Portrait: Ariana of Atlantia Character Portrait: Grand Admiral Merui
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Galapagos City

The first of the city’s walls came tumbling down under the fire of the Atlantian guns. “Charge in you heathens! Into the breach children of the Nine!” came the shout of the queen.

The Atlantians poured into the gap spears and javelins sending the defenders to their doom. Shout and orders came form the city guard but none could stand the shield wall push the rain of javelin and arrow behind a wall of spiked death.

Soon the city fell to the chaos of the mage squads the blasts of cannon fire and the unbreakable armored wall.

Ariana looked around the burning city and shouted “Let it burn! Let it bleed! Atlantia triumphant!”

Ariana then lifted off her helm and that was when a yell of fury came and two assassins jumped from the shadows “For Galapagos!”

One assassin met Ariana’s shield then her sword. But the other stoke true his dagger stabbing into the queens neck. He was ended by a musket shot but a moment too late as the queen fell to her knees “Kill them all” where her last words as she fell.

“Send word to Lady Sylvia… Take the queen back to the capital…have the death cult prepare her body for the afterlife….the rest of you kill every man, woman and child in the city.”


South Atlantic Coast

The Death fleet was about to attack when half of the Grand Admiral’s fleet appeared “you where told to held back Merui”

“I bring grave news and request command of the fleet in your place.”

“In my place? What makes you…”

“The Queen is Dead”

Sylvia paused ‘Ari… Dead…now?”

“Assassins..after the battle….they stroke as cowards”

“Ari….dead…The fleet is yours”

Sylvia then vanished into a portal.

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City of New Atlantia

Black banners flew where normally the blue with Silver trident banners flew. The sign that one of noble birth was now dead. The people lined the streets as the dark line of honor guard death cult and mourners followed the royal death coach. The line lead to the sea where a small boat with a funeral pyre waited.

The death cultists carried the body to the boat placing the fallen queen gently on top of the pyre. The Sylvia went to her sister placing a silver coin on each of her eyes “May the Nine guide you dear sister”

Sylvia then stepped of the boat and the boat was push out to sea and all of the city watched as the archers’ fire arrows lit the boat in a great flame. A flame that all watched until it and their queen vanished under the waves.


Royal Palace in New Atlantia: a few hours later

“My lady news from the fronts. Lady Demetra as taken command of the Galapagos force. She has set up her forward base in the City and has ordered several legions south to claim the land from the Galapagos river to the sea.

Lord Desimus sacked the last strongholds of the western North Atlantic he left all but five legions to hold and pacify the area the Five he leads south to join with the Grand Admiral who as made landfall and has a beachhead the South Atlantic.” said an advisor


Sylvia sighed “The war goes great.. despite my sister’s death.”

“The men are angry and fight doubly so that your Sister’s death was not in vain.

Another man rushed in “Forgive me but it is time.”


Sylvia followed the man out onto a balcony and there stood a crowd of Atlantians. And the man spoke “People of Atlantia, I give you Queen Sylvia new leader of our beloved Empire. May the Nine bless her and keep her. Long live Queen Sylvia!”

“Long live Queen Sylvia!” the crowd chanted in return

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Character Portrait: Amelia Targaryen Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Da'Karro Misantri Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Ajax Alexander
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Temple of the Nine, City of New Atlantia

“Necroesia hear my prayer guide me show me the path.” whispered Sylvia as she kneeled before the alter of the Goddess of darkness and death. She was about to speak when darkness covered the room.

“I know what you seek my child. Does the Godking plot against you? Does he wait till he has the world to turn on you? Can barbarians really be trusted or is it time for a change? What is the Godking without your ships? Without my undead? You know his evil. You are not bound as your sister. Do you see just gold? Or do you see what a godking’s world would be? Dark lies the trident and only you can decide it’s fate. You pray to me but you already know your heart.”

An image then flashed a battle, a wolf, a dragon, a spider, and a ship. Then the map of the neck and the image of a burning fort.

“You know your heart….”

The darkness lifted and Sylvia was left with a cold shiver and she just shared into the space before her for what seemed like days before calling her guard. “Prepare my ship.”


The coast of the Neck

The Reaper appeared from a mist only a musket shot From the Harbinger. A Flag of truce was raised and Sylvia shouted “I am Queen Sylvia of Atlantia I come to Trade words with the Allies of Winterhold” she then turned to her first mate and in a whisper “Ready the guns just incase they decide to fight and not talk.”

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Sylvia turned to the first mate of the Reaper "Remind me to have a word with our fools of mapmakers when we return"

The mate just holding holding back a laugh.

The Queen then turned back to Robyn "Winterfell, Winterhold, always winter something in the north. And I know well who you are pirate..and it seems you have already done what I'm planing to do.... Now Captain if there is somewhere we can meet i'm sure the god king will send a force to check on this outpost soon enough"

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Sylvia stepped out on to the Gangplank with the pirate her whole crew watching for any hostle moves. Sylvia's face was shrouded by her hood her trident sheath on her back and a sword on her hip..a sword that didn't seem to go with her attire. She ran her hand over the sword absentmindingly as Robyn mentioned her sister.
"Ariana Was the queen...was my sister" Sylvia started looking at the sword...her sister's sword. She shook her head "Ari fell in Galapagos..fell to her own greed and short sightedness.... i should have stopped her... Well past is past..she's dead and I'm the Queen..all i can do is hope to atone for my Sister's sins... By ending the Godking before he can gain the world."

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Character Portrait: Amelia Targaryen Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Da'Karro Misantri Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Ajax Alexander
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Da'Karro watched the exchange between Jon and Scarlet impassively. He had never had a family, the closest thing was those he met in the temple, but even then, his history and personality detriments garnered him few friends. Scarlet was the only thing he had ever loved, and he was unsure how to fit her love for Jon into his worldview. Did this diminish her love for him? They were cousins but the practice of cousinly marriage was not unheard of. Especially in times of desperation such as this. The thought troubled Da'Karro, but he forced it to the back of his mind, she was happy, and he was not about to ruin that.
"I've only just got you back, Jon and I can't lose you again, so I won't." She said, before quickly leaving the room.
Da'Karro and Jon were left in a tense silence in the kitchen. It appeared that the northman did not exactly dislike Da'Karro, but he still felt ill at ease. They were worlds apart the two of them. A slave and a king. A northman and a Jeddian. A murderer and a knight. a Lover and a brother. One fought with honor and strength, the other through viciousness and pain. Was this the man Scarlet wanted him to be?
Scarlet suddenly appeared again in the doorway, out of breath and apparently having ran, she was beaming from ear to ear, "The Captain wishes to make an announcement. I believe she is to join you in the War. We won't have to be separated." She said both of the two mens hands, "Come, Hurry."
They were led at a jog back up to the main deck, where the rest of the crew was gathered, along with the assorted nobles and another woman dressed in black. The woman in blacks ship was nearby, and Da'Karro was only slightly annoyed no one told him of its arrival.
"This is Sylvia, The New Queen of Atlantia," Robyn called out to the assembled group, "She has taken her sister's place and means to atone for her sister's sins. She means to join in against Wanehope..." She said and looked to where Jon stood beside Da'Karro and Scarlet. "As do I."
The crew cheered some, as did the assorted nobles present, even Scarlet grinned as Jon seemed please to be able to stay with Scarlet.
Da'Karro alone did not cheer.
"Captain, might I speak?" He said stepping forward, the eyes of the whole ship upon him. He better make this good.

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Character Portrait: Amelia Targaryen Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Da'Karro Misantri Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Ajax Alexander
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"Go ahead." Robyn said, indicating for him to step forward.
Da'Karro cleared his throat and began, much rode on this speech.
"This ship is feared throughout these waters Captain, and rightly so, it has plundered, destroyed and wrecked hundreds of ships in its long history, the breadth and span of the sea. But if we go against the Godking as we are, we will die."
He paused for dramatic effect, he was good at theatrics when he had to be.
"We are without the crew or armament to take on a navy of the Tridents size. We could take on one or two ships at a time, but if we were outnumbered or surrounded, we would perish. And even if we managed to evade a direct fight, your crew is tired and few in number. We do not have the manpower for such a venture. I suggest a different path."
He paused again, collecting his thoughts, "Here goes nothing."
"Instead of sailing, north, I suggest we head south, to Jeddah, my homeland. We go to my temple and ask their aid. They will not turn down the chosen one. With the Temples aid we will convince the Sultan to help us and we can use his armies and navy to harry the Godkings ally, King Molloch of Drake, forcing him to retract his forces from the Godkings invasion."

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Character Portrait: Amelia Targaryen Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Da'Karro Misantri Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Ajax Alexander
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Clara had rushed out of the kitchen and back in the blink of an eye. She told Da'Karro and Jon something about an announcement the Captain wished to make before dragging them up the stairs to the deck. Once out in the open sea air aboard the deck of the Harbinger Jon was surprised to see a new face. The Captain was standing beside a woman garbed all in black. The crew was milling around as they awaited anxiously for whatever announcement Captain Sheva had. As Jon waited himself he glanced around until his eyes fell on a vision from his dreams.

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Her back was to him, her eyes on the sea. Her silver hair cascaded down her back in soft curls and elegant braids. Her riding gown and cloak kept her warm in the cold Northern sea wind yet to see her standing there Jon struggled to even notice the chill. Her hands casually rested on the rail of The Harbinger and Jon couldn't help but remember some of the tale she'd told him in the swamps of The Neck. "What was she seeing?" Jon wondered to himself as he looked upon her. Did she see the seas around Astapor where she gained her Unsullied? Did she see the waves she passed after her flight from Qarth? Or was it an older sea? The sea on which she was born.

As he watched her Jon remembered something else as well. He remembered his fantasy in the kitchen where he'd walked up behind her and slid his arms around her waist. He remembered the sound of her laughter as if he'd actually heard it. The false memory almost pained him in the knowledge that it never actually happened.

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Jon looked away, his gaze falling like the last snows of winter in lament. Jon turned to see if the Captain was ready to begin and mercifully she was.

"This is Sylvia, The New Queen of Atlantia,"

Robyn called out to the assembled group,

"She has taken her sister's place and means to atone for her sister's sins. She means to join in against Wanehope..."

She said and looked to where Jon stood as Da'Karro and Scarlet came to stand beside him.

"As do I."

Jon breathed sigh of utter relief. He hadn't been certain he'd convinced her and something told him his words had little to do with Robyn's decision but he was happy all the same. Not only had the fearsome Captain Robyn Sheva joined their cause but so too had the new Queen of Atlantia. Jon couldn't believe it. The gods were smiling on him as they damned Wanhope in the same breath. Wanhope's power was vanishing faster than snow under the summer sun. Now only Drake and Fuaria stood with him. The allied victory was all but assured. Jon would reclaim The North and if the gods were good, with minimal blood shed.

Before Jon could utter a response Da'Karro spoke up, garnering the attention of those gathered.

"Captian, Might I speak?"

No sooner had he uttered the words then did Jon feel Clara's arm interlace with his own. She clutched him tightly as if afraid of what the man might say. Jon turned to her in confusion before looking back to Da'Karro as he spoke. The mysterious man who loved his cousin spoke and told a tale of death and disaster if they stayed the current course. He warned of their short handedness and offered a solution. A far off land Jon had never heard of. Jeddah, he called it, and Da'Karro said it was where he was born. He called Clara The Chosen One and Clara assured Jon she would explain what that meant. Jon was quickly becoming concerned of what has been happening around his cousin since they'd been separated.

Da'Karro went on to explain that with the help of his temple they could convince the ruling Sultan to also join the allied cause and their strategic positioning would pit the forces from Drake who were battling with With Kenna's men against two armies on the northern and southern front. Robyn replied and was not opposed to the idea but explained that the very reason Da'Karro suggested leaving The North would prohibit them from venturing further south. The Harbinger was currently being manned by a skeleton crew and could hardly run like that much longer. Further more Robyn made note of the fact that Jon would not be able to join them since he must remain here to unite his people.

Jon could feel Clara's fingernails digging into his arm even through the leather of his jerkin. He turned to her and could see the herald of tears to come. Her eyes burrowed into Da'Karro with anger and betrayal. Jon knew his cousin better than anyone and felt her pain with complete understanding. Da'Karro's plan, sound though it may be, would split up the Starks even after Clara had just figured out a way to keep them together. Jon admitted he did not enjoy the thought of leaving Clara's side but neither could he deny the potential for further military support.

No longer being able to bear looking at the man further Clara stormed off in a rage. Jon wanted to go to her, to follow her and see how he could put her hearts suffering at ease but as it so often did duty stood in the way. Once Clara stormed off the eyes of those gathered were on him. Robyn asked if there was any way he could help gather men for her vessel and Jon needed only a moment to reply. An answer for Robyn, a solution to her need for men, a clear route for the future and a way to keep Clara close just a little bit longer.

"Most of The North believes me dead. I have no men under my command as of yet. Those that followed Amelia, Tenanye, Ajax and I were Ajax's own. Though if it is strong, hardy sailors you need I know where to find them. Clara grew up in an area of The North called white Harbor, it's our only true port. The men and women of White Harbor have an ancient and proud sea fairing culture. Finer men and women under the mast you will not find Captain Sheva, I assure you."

Jon paused as the hard truths reared their ugly heads once more.

"Problem is, White Harbor is currently under Khalidorian rule and we can't take the city with the men we have. If you help me track down the Northern resistance I will lead my men to White Harbor and free it. Once done you will have all the sailors you need and after you return with the ships from Jeddah I will put you in command of the Northern fleet to take the final battle to Wanhope and end this war once and for all."

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Character Portrait: Amelia Targaryen Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Da'Karro Misantri Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Ajax Alexander
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As Robyn agreed to Da'Karros plan, outlining how they still required more men to even make it south, he could hear Scarlet run off form behind him. He bit his lip and did not go after her. Surely she could see the logic behind his suggestion? Surely she wasnt so blinded by her reunion with Jon that she thought Da'Karros motives were jealous in nature.
"Are they not?" A small voice whispered in the back of his mind.
"No," Da'Karro told himself, "I do what I must for everyone's safety, including hers."
Jon spoke up behind Da'Karro, and despite what he told himself he couldn't deny the urge to hit the honorable northman, "Most of The North believes me dead. I have no men under my command as of yet. Those that followed Amelia, Tenanye, Ajax and I were Ajax's own. Though if it is strong, hardy sailors you need I know where to find them. Clara grew up in an area of The North called white Harbor, it's our only true port. The men and women of White Harbor have an ancient and proud sea fairing culture. Finer men and women under the mast you will not find Captain Sheva, I assure you."
A good place to acquire a crew, true, but a crew that would be commanded by a pirate? Da'Karro and Mr Casey had enough issues keeping a crew that liked Sheva in line, what would a crew that despised her do?
"Problem is, White Harbor is currently under Khalidorian rule and we can't take the city with the men we have. If you help me track down the Northern resistance I will lead my men to White Harbor and free it. Once done you will have all the sailors you need and after you return with the ships from Jeddah I will put you in command of the Northern fleet to take the final battle to Wanhope and end this war once and for all."
The plan seemed sound, but Da'KArro couldn't help the feeling that there was some ploy of the northmans here, that he was somehow trying to use the situation to his advantage.
"He is your ally you ass, Scarlets cousin, he is not the enemy." He told himself, but it only made him feel slightly better.
"The plan is sound Captain," Da'Karro forced out, "However Northman, I am unsure of how much assistance we will be on the ground. We cannot leave the ship unattended, and with such a light crew, it may be only I or the Captain that could accompany you."

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Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Da'Karro Misantri Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Sylvia the Dark Oracle
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Sylvia cleared her throat and spoke up “Most of my army is in Galapagos and the North Atlantic. The Godking may have more men in north Galapagos then my army but by the time they march south my men should be well dug in with cannon and fortifications. As for the north Atlantic the god king’s force there is cut off by the neck my forces there with local mercs should be able to deal with the forces there.

As for the fleet most of it is in the south and will be sent to blockade the only real navy left to the godking. Also with my blockade of panama no trade will be able to pass by sea.

All that said I still have more then enough ships in the north to combat anything the godking can hope to bring up.

So Stark if you can muster the troops I can bring a small fleet to bombard the coast.”

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Character Portrait: Amelia Targaryen Character Portrait: Jon Stark Character Portrait: Da'Karro Misantri Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Ajax Alexander
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"Da'Karro ready the ship will you?" Robyn instructed before turning and returning to her cabin.
"Of course Captain," He replied, making his way to the keel, "Prepare to sail lads! The sooner were done with the North the sooner we can return to a more welcoming climate!"
He reached the top of the stairs and laid a hand on the balustrade. "Esteemed guests, if any of you plan on departing I would suggest you do it shortly, once we are away, we will not be making any convenience stops."
The ship buzzed with the remaining crew untying rigging and preparing the sails. He watched the assorted nobles follow Robyn into her cabin, and his eyes lingered warily on Jon.
The true King of the north...
It was bizzare thinking of him in such terms, he was Scarlets cousin. He had known Scarlet was of royal birth but it had never had any relevance or import, but now...
She was Cousin of a King, a Lady in truth, able to rule over much in her Cousins new kingdom. She would be wealthy and well looked after up here with Jon, she may even be happy. What could he offer her? What could the Captain? A life on a pirate ship? Constantly in danger and living of what you can steal? A life in the temple at Jeddah? A life... with him.
She deserved so much more than he could give her. What could he bring her but death, pain and a prophecy she had no control over.
He pushed his dark thoughts to the back of his mind and continued with preparations. Now was not the time.

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Galapagos City

Lady Demetria watched on as the Godking’s army came toward the city.

“My lady they come an army of slaves..”

“The slaves are nothing trooper order the cannons to bombard the camp and army that is pushing the slaves.”

“But my lady if the slaves…”

“if they reach the walls the flamethrowers will fry them now give the slave drivers a taste of the phoenix”

Within moments two cannons fired the large balls flying of the heads of the slaves where they then burst into a ball of fire raining death on the Godking’s men. The other cannons then blazed to life sending death into the enemy ranks the slaves in mass charged only to be met by a wall of fire.

“Fire and Death!” Came a shout form the walls as Myrmidons and undead jumped from the walls. The myrmidons dancing their way though lines of men as the undead overwhelmed them blazing the way to the regulars as the slaves fell or fled before the rain of fire and death.


Meanwhile in the South of the North Atlantic States

The African Ocean stood before Lord Desimus and his men it had been a long march but they had it a port to send forth a fleet to claim Victoria Isle and her golem army

“Send word to the Queen and Grand Admiral tell them the sea awaits Victory”