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Ariana of Atlantia

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

Description

Name: Ariana

Age: 26

Appearance:
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Build: Slim but healthy, Built up and scared from fighting and training

Personality: : A tomboy and adventurer she is better suited to battle then being a stateswoman. She can have a temper and is know to let her emotions outwiegh her logic

Where they live: Empire of Atlantia (the great islands and the caribbean)

What/ who they are: Queen of Atlantia

History: Ariana is the current queen of the Atlantian Empire. The Empire first began on the great islands and soon become great fishermen and traders. As the Islands grew to small to hold the growing kingdom the Atlantians set sail to lands of the Caribbean. After the conquest of the Caribbean they became know as a great power on land and sea. But years have past and Atlantia is not what she used to be but the new Queen looks to the horzion where the Atlantian name is seen again in awe and fear.

Skills: Ariana is train in sword and bow as well as how to run and captian the great triremes of the Atlantian navy

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So begins...

Ariana of Atlantia's Story

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The waves crashed against the the fleet its oar stroke back in a steady beat. The painted eyes showing the way as the white sails and blue banners few in the breeze. Taking the lead was the grandest of all of the Empire's Ships the mighty Queen's Fury. clad in gold was she and glowing with magic. Her eyes glowed red like a dragon's and her sails flew out like one's wings. No ship could match her the Atlantian's claimed. None could match the fury of their warrior queen.
But today she sailed not for Fury but for peace and trade and fine wine and women of the foriegn lands. Tales of gold and woman flowed thought the heart of the men as pulled at the oars.

"Stroke! Stroke!" the sounds of drums but one figure stood in silience her Royal armor glowing in the fading sun light.

"We will reach the South Pacific Docks by nightfall Shall we raise the flag of parlay my lady?"

The golden figure just nodded her blood red cape and the flume of her helm blowing gently in the wind as she stared into the sunset at the grand docks just rising into view.

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The city was lit only by torches and the last rays of a dying sun as the Queen's Fury pulled into the docks. Other ships followed spewing out men eager for drink, a meal, a a warm bed, but from the Queen's Fury stepped forth the golden queen flanked by her Royal Hoplites. Each of the Hoplites carried a spear and shield with a sword belted at thier side, thier armor shined a bluish silver with a blue trident emblazed on chest and shield,
Behind the Hoplite guard two women in simple silver robes followed. Handmaidans of the queen they would seem harmless to those who knew not that they where of the orcales the most feared and powerful of the Atlantian mages.
So made up the royal party of the queen, a party soon met the dock officer.

"Who be ye lass causing the dock to stir?"

A hoplite raised his spear but Ariana waved him off as she took a step forward and removed her helmet "I am Ariana of Atlantia, Queen of the Atlantians. I seek to met your King"

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The man looked a bit dumbfounded for a moment be saying "of course this way lass..er my Lady"
Ariana and her guard followed the man though the streets catching what sites of the city could be seen in the torch light. But finally they arrived at the king's castle and thier guide change to that of a castle guard. led to a door the guard stopped.

"Beyond this door the King feasts with his guests you are welcome here and word of you was sent to the king when you arrived enjoy my Lady"

Ariana raised a brow as the doors opened and ushered her and her crew into a site of food and dancing and nobles from far and wide.
"Many nations are here" whispered one of the orcales "much good could be done for our nation"
"Or much harm" warned the other Orcale.
"lets just mingle and enjoy..we need such after the trip here" with that Ariana nodded taking a glass of wine and eyeing those here try to make a who's who of the nobles...this would be a long night.

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Ariana wove though the crowd locking on face after face hoping to find one of the leaders of the kingdoms that shared a border with hers whether on land or at sea. The two Atlantic kingdoms, The City of Drake rumored to be built on dragon bones, the unknown kingdoms to the north of the united ocean, and then the king of the very nation this party was being held.
Ariana then past by the Atlantician queens only to note them being chated up by an unknown male. He seemed the flirt and not the type of male Ariana wished words with. So Ariana moved on though the party her guard clinging to her very move.
Finally Ariana caught sight of the king's table. Here sat what looked to be nobles of both Drake and the host kingdom.
Ariana took a bow and then spoke "I am Ariana of Atlantia, Queen of the Empire of Atlantia and here to meet with the kings and princes of the land, to usher peace and trade with them."

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Character Portrait: Orys Baratheon Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse Character Portrait: Moloch Markus Character Portrait: Ariana of Atlantia
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Moloch paused for a moment, considering Orys' words. He was unwilling to fight either of them. That could be a problem. However, that didn't mean Orys couldn't aid him against the South Atlantic Kingdom. He could still attack Princess Kenna's forces. Then there was the Caliphate...

"I am Ariana of Atlantia, Queen of the Empire of Atlantia and here to meet with the kings and princes of the land, to usher peace and trade with them."

Moloch looked up, interested in the young queen before him. He had heard of Atlantia, though the empire had been in decline recently. However, this was a new monarch. It was curious how many of the crowned heads of the world were of similar age. Perhaps it was the plan of the gods.

"Greeteings, Queen Ariana. I am Moloch, King of the Drake Kingdom. We are always happy to greet another people in trade and friendship. I trust you had a pleasant journey here? Beside me is Prince Orys, heir to the South Pacific Kingdom, and Queen Tenanye of the Anansi."

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Character Portrait: Orys Baratheon Character Portrait: Kenna Caitlin Character Portrait: Davina Mikaelson Character Portrait: Dalila Malyns Character Portrait: Amelia Stormborn Character Portrait: Mira Alington Character Portrait: Ajax Alexander Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse Character Portrait: Moloch Markus Character Portrait: Jasunr Alington Character Portrait: Caliph Khaled ibn Tamim II Character Portrait: Deacon Lesseth Character Portrait: Ariana of Atlantia
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Western Desert
Caliphate of Andalusia


The Caliphs soldiers approached in the darkness, watching for any signs of treachery. As they drew closer the horses of the Drake men shied away from the camels, a common occurrence for camels are not only much larger than a horse but their smell is very foreign as well. Saheeb had drawn a small golden figurine from under his robes and now, as they halted a dozen paces from the Drake Knights he murmured several words to the figurine and tossed it to the sand.

In an instant the golden figure had seemingly melted into the sand and a woman’s figure rose, a sandy shape that walked forward several paces and then bowed most correctly to Prince Kallias. Then it spoke flawlessly in the Common tongue.

“Prince Kallias. You are most welcome to the Caliphate of Andalusia. The Caliph himself is aware of your coming and has asked me to direct you to Al Qasr.” The sand woman’s face was finely formed and almost beautiful in the moonlight that now washed across her. “These soldiers will provide you an escort to the Western Gateway where I will greet you personally. Until then my lord.”

The figure offered another bow and in an instant vanished into the sand again as if it had never been.


Sevilla
Caliphate of Andalusia


The knock on the towers lower door came as the sun was dipping on the horizon. The Caliph sighed and stretched his back as he listened to the exchange between the serving boy and the bodyguard. Farid was prized for his ability to do his duties quietly and without comment, a skill the Caliph prized in any servant but few could accomplish so well.

The General didn’t even glance up from where he was writing as the serving boy and a bodyguard appeared on the tower roof. The Caliph noted the look of amazement on the boys face and smiled to himself, he doubted the boy had ever been to the top of the Caliphs Tower before, the view was an incredible one.

A pot of steaming mint green tea was placed with two cups, then the boy bowed and backed away without a word, vanishing back into the tower with the bodyguard. Once the door had closed again the Caliph stood, stepping to the edge of the tower rampart and looking down over the city far below.

“We have built some amazing wonders in this desert land.” He said aloud and heard the General stand and made room for the other man to join him.

“Yes we have lord. It is no wonder they call this land the Jewel of the South.”

They were silent again until a sudden swirl of air made them both turn and a female shape formed itself before them. It bowed low to the Caliph who nodded in return.

“My lord Caliph, a Prince of the Drake Kingdom has crossed into our lands under the guidance of an Andalusian. One of our patrols has intercepted him. I welcomed him in your name and directed him to Al Qasr to await you orders.”

“Thank you Priestess. Please inform your sisters there that I will require a portal for myself by this evening. My personal regiment is also to transport to the city. We must greet this Drake Princling in the style I am sure he expects.”

“My lord.” The figure bowed again and vanished into nothing.

“A Prince of the Drake Kingdom…” The Caliph mused as he looked Westwards. “I wonder what mischief is brewing in the west to bring a man like this to our land.”


The South Pacific Kingdom

A woman moved through the crowd, a smile on her face that would have charmed the birds from the trees. She was shorter then the Western women by several inches but her beauty was undeniable. An hour glass figure, long black hair that fell to her waist in long curls, and slightly tanned skin that highlighted startlingly blue eyes.

She offered smiles to all and exchanged words with any who approached her. She bore no marks of a nation though it would be plain she was not a local, perhaps a citizen of the Triphate.

There was nothing sinister in her actions for all she did was listen, quietly marking everything she heard and saw. The alliances that formed, the word play between nobles, the glances and their implied meanings, all of it.

The Caliph had suspected that war might be in the offing and she was certain now that he had been right and that the lines were being drawn in the sand, and sides chosen. She knew well that the Caliph would not commit his own armies to any “White War” as he called them, but the Caliphate would eventually be affected one war or another.

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Character Portrait: Orys Baratheon Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse Character Portrait: Moloch Markus Character Portrait: Ariana of Atlantia Character Portrait: Sylvia the Dark Oracle
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South Pacific

"Greeteings, Queen Ariana. I am Moloch, King of the Drake Kingdom. We are always happy to greet another people in trade and friendship. I trust you had a pleasant journey here? Beside me is Prince Orys, heir to the South Pacific Kingdom, and Queen Tenanye of the Anansi."

Ariana smiled and spoke "Glad to meet you all, though the queen of the Anansi will have to forgive my lack of knowage of her people. No records of them in my halls..guess now I have a chance to change that" she smiled a bit before changing the subject "As for my trip it was well other then the Storm. It delayed our coming..much to the disappointment of my warriors. Many wished to test honor and skill in the arena."
She smiled once more as she looked to Orys almost flirtly as she spoke "Though I hear a great and strong man won.
Ariana then blushed realizing what she had said "one glass and i speak to much" she laughed setting the empty wine glass down. "So now i ask how fares ye three?" she asks hoping to change the subject.


City of New Atlantia

The grand captial of the Atlantian empire rose form the shores of the mexican bay and the great United Ocean. It's grand towers and temples rose high into the night sky with the moonlight glowing off of their silver roofs. New Atlantia named after the old captial built on the great islands. built to rule the empire as it grew and now vastly outshining her old sister.
But some sisters don't want the light of their elders. So sits Sylvia sister of Ariana alone in a dark tomb her eyes closed as she meditates. The silence is broken by the creaking sound of the crypt door and the sound of armored feet.
"I knew i'd find you here" spoke an armored man"Many matters require you..."
"Oh do shut up Desimus, you know well i have no desire for this"
"Desire or not it is your duty as your sister's hier"
"A job i never wanted" Sylvia sighed "But for my sister...Gods I hope she finds some prince to fill her with brat on this damn outing of hers"
Desimus just gave an akward look until Sylvia led the way out of the tomb.

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Character Portrait: Orys Baratheon Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse Character Portrait: Moloch Markus Character Portrait: Ariana of Atlantia
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"Greetings, Queen Ariana. I am Moloch, King of the Drake Kingdom. We are always happy to greet another people in trade and friendship. I trust you had a pleasant journey here? Beside me is Prince Orys, heir to the South Pacific Kingdom, and Queen Tenanye of the Anansai." Tenanye nodded graciously. The Anansai people are a peaceful people, yet they were not ignorant, Tenanye was breifed on all Nations with a Monarchy. She knew of the Atlantians, she did not expect the same. When she were young, she thought they were Mer, like her Mother's Family were Fae.

"Glad to meet you all, though the queen of the Anansai will have to forgive my lack of knowledge of her people. No records of them in my halls..guess now I have a chance to change that" she smiled a bit and Tenanye nodded." Surely we will" She agreed and Ariana continued her attention to Moloch. "As for my trip it was well other then the Storm. It delayed our coming..much to the disappointment of my warriors. Many wished to test honor and skill in the arena."

Tenanye found her mind wander for a moment, wondering how her people were fairing without her.

"Though I hear a great and strong man won. The Queen said with a blushed. Tenanye felt a twinge of jealously but it faded as she went on about the wine.
"one glass and i speak to much" she laughed setting the empty wine glass down. Tenanye smiled stiffly. "So now i ask how fares ye three?"

"A little tired, but well, Thank you for asking." Tenanye spoke softly.

it was then her Advisor Qi sauntered over,clearly having his share of wineskin but managing.

"Milady,It seems that a Priestess from Andalusia has made an appearance "He whispered and Tenanye nodded. " Alright, Go, Make our presence known, I've been curious about them for some time now." She said, quietly and Qi nodded. "As you wish, Milady." He said and slipped away, toward the Priestess.

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Character Portrait: Orys Baratheon Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of the Harbinger Character Portrait: Queen Tenanye Ananse Character Portrait: Moloch Markus Character Portrait: Deacon Lesseth Character Portrait: Ariana of Atlantia
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#, as written by Arik223
It was a long day, a very long one indeed. Deacon was getting bored with the tourney, what kind of event is this without blood? Deacon smiled non-the-less, he knew how to put on a false face. The day was coming to an end and Deacon finally got the excitement he needed. Orys was crowned heir, this was a turn of events for sure. Orys was strong and brave, a worthy opponent in battle. Robert on the other hand, was old and fat. He wouldn't last a minute. Things were turning up. There was to be celebration afterwards, and Deacon would go home first to meet with Syrus about today's affairs. Unfortunately Deacon missed the captain, but it didn't matter, there would be time later. For now, they would go drink and meet kings and queens.

Deacon, Syrus and Leon entered the party a little late. People have already arrived that Deacon was expecting long ago. First order of business would be to congratulate the new heir to the throne, and maybe get a word or two with Moloch if times allows it. Deacon waved at Leon, and Leon pulled out an expensive bottle of wine from his satchel. Deacon held it in his hand and approached Orys. He was suddenly stopped by Syrus who motioned towards a lady in a red dress being arrested. He didn't have to say more, Deacon knew who she was. He nodded at Syrus and Syrus was on his way. Deacon approached the prince and respectfully bowed. "Fine showing today Prince Orys. I would like to congratulate you from the behalf of entire Fuarian lands, and present you with an ancient Fuarian wine. You will find that there is non other like this one." He looked at Moloch with a sinister smile, "King Moloch" he gave a short bow and then looked at the two new arrivals. Two strong queens, with their own perils. This could be exploited. "Ah Queen Tenanye and Queen Ariana, what a pleasure it is to finally meet the both of you." He bowed yet again. His damn back was hurting from all this nonsensical bowing. "My name is King Deacon of Fuaria, as I am sure you may have heard." Deacon was fully aware of who the two were.




Syrus made his way through the crowd, he didn't have his nickname for nothing, he knew how to hide and not be seen. He walked infront of Captain Sheva and made sure she saw him, he doubled back and hid in the crowd. He followed Captain Sheva and the guards up the red keep, this was a mighty stupid idea. If anyone would see him it would be an immediate declaration of war. Two guards he could kill and no one would realize, but things got a little complicated when the queen stood right there. Sheva made her own escape, dropping both guards to the floor in an instant. Deacon made a right decision recruiting her, she would be a very strong ally. Syrus wouldn't make any rash movements, he stayed far enough to not be seen, but close enough to hear what they would say.