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Evangelina

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a character in “The Prince and the Shieldmaiden”, as played by TheCrimsonLady

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{ Q U O T E }

""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


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Name:Evangelina
Title/or Moniker: None
Gender:Female
Age:25
Species:Human
Class/Occupation:Handmaiden.
Description:
Evangelina 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.




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Likes:
The Night Sky
Learning
Languages
Animals
Children
Botany
Dislikes:
Royalty
Slavery
Liars
Strengths:
Fortune Telling
Tarot Card Reading
Playing the violin
Weaknesses:
Position
Illiteracy.
Personality:.
Evangelina is a strong willed woman. She is not afraid to speak her mind and does not let her position stay her tongue. She is honest and driven and if she finds that there is something she wants, a goal she wants to achieve, she will not stop until she does so. That being said, she is still very kind, and considerate, even if she can be a bit fiery at times. She's just a woman that knows what she wants and hw she wants to be treated. Even if she doesn't always know how to get it. Despite her fire, she is compassionate and tends to think of others before herself, so while she will stop at nothing to get her way, she would not do so above another, especially if she believes that person to be important.
Quirks and Habits:
Speaking in a different language, purposely so that you won't understand her if she is annoyed, or by accident when upset or surprised.
She can speak 19 different languages, three of them are dead.





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So begins...

Evangelina's Story

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"Thank you," he told her, blushing slightly in pleasure at her compliment. He made a mental note to wear something other than his monk robes more often. At her next words, he could not help but smile, "I am enjoying it well enough. It does the soul good to see such beauty now and then."

He did not bother to hide what he meant by his words. She was truly beautiful, more beautiful than any of the fine noble ladies here tonight and he did not just mean her physical beauty. He offered her hand with a truly guileless expression which, admittedly, his mask hid.

"Well, there are many activities we can partake in. We can enjoy the rich food and complain about lazy servants undercooking or overcooking the meat. We can gossip about our rivals and engage in petty politicking, or we could enjoy the music and dance our hearts out, but I am afraid that may be far too plebeian for us to engage in."

He could not help but chuckle, unable to keep the sarcasm out of his words.

"I always wanted to see you dance," he told her honestly.

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"I am enjoying it well enough. It does the soul good to see such beauty now and then." Beron said and Evangelina smiled. He wasn't going to let up was he? The question was answered when he offered her his hand. She took it, with a mental why not? "Well, there are many activities we can partake in. We can enjoy the rich food and complain about lazy servants undercooking or overcooking the meat. We can gossip about our rivals and engage in petty politicking, or we could enjoy the music and dance our hearts out, but I am afraid that may be far too plebeian for us to engage in." Evangelina laughed. It was all too often the lords and ladies complained and too little the servants overheard it. It was nice to have a day off. "I suppose we could do that," She said and there was a look in his eye she'd never seen from him before. "I always wanted to see you dance," He said and Evangelina's brow shot high on her head. "You think of me dancing off, Brother Beron?" She said a smile stretching her plum colored lips. The idea of dancing sounded fun, but she knew the court would not appreciate her native style of dance. They barely appreciated her style of dress. "The way I dance, I can assure you, they would not appreciate, yours is one without rhyme, certainly no rythym, you all barely move, there's no drums to keep the beat, It's just steps," she said and stopped, realizing she was ranting. "I'm sorry, I'm rambling," She said covering her mouth with a free hand.

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Character Portrait: Lelinus Augustus Character Portrait: Ingrid Jorvikdatter Character Portrait: Evangelina Character Portrait: Beorn Clovermaen Character Portrait: Sarah Morgane Character Portrait: Marcus Morgane
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"You speak as if I'd care. You misjudge me," Beorn mock accused with a smile. The way she spoke of dancing made him desire to see her dance even more, "Of course I think of you dancing.... You seem like the dancing type. If you wish, we can dance here or I can show you the garden. It is bare, but life is slowly returning. Or you can show me how to really dance here. Tonight, I do not much care about the opinion of those around me."

He was feeling reckless tonight. It was unnusual for a reserved person like himself, but what was the harm in taking a chance every now and then?

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Leo nodded in understanding. Things with his brother had been dull lately, but the danger was still there both for themselves and the people around them, particularly in the course they had decided to take. As of this moment Lelinus was the heir to the throne and one of the few voices that could challenge his brother. Tonight, he would have to find a way to speak to Ser Sarah and convince her to support him or at least oppose his brother.

"I am sure he will be willing to take a little time tonight to help you," he told her before smiling at her words. He took her hand and kissed it.

"We shall, my lovely Fjellborgan wife."

With that said, he entered ballroom with his wife, looking for all the word like he was the happiest he had ever been and to tell the truth, he was. The sting of his father's death had lessened and the feelings that were growing between him and Ingrid were enough to make him feel like he was walking on air. As he entered the room, he spotted a couple dressed in red. He smiled brightly at them.

"Good evening." He greeted, attempting to match their lower facial features with his memories and drawing a blank. He shook his head.

"I cannot guess who you are. If you are the legendary knight and her brother, then it might be providence at work." He jested.

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"You speak as if I'd care. You misjudge me," Beron said, feigning indignation. "Of course I think of you dancing.... You seem like the dancing type. If you wish, we can dance here or I can show you the garden. It is bare, but life is slowly returning. Or you can show me how to really dance here. Tonight, I do not much care about the opinion of those around me." He said and despite the mask, the look on Evneglina's face was clear.: Shock. How bold he'd become all of a sudden? She shook her head. It was the mask. He felt more relaxed now that he wore a mask. Her eyes cut to the King thne back to Beron. That seemed to be a thing with these Northern men it seemed, with the exception of the Prince, but truth be told, he was sick, he didin't need to hide anyhting if he didn't think he'd live long enough to see the consquences of transparency.

"Unfortunately, I do care, I need no more looks of contempt among these people, and while I won't change the way I dress, dancing that way, would cause more problems then it would be worth." She said. "However, I like this bold approach of yours, you are typically so genteel, I will dance with you, you're way." She said. "I'll allow your gamble to pay off." She said with a smile. "But only this once." She said and allowed him to lead her to the floor. A sneaky thought crossed her mind then and she wondered how the King would feel of her dancing in her native ways? What would that do?

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Character Portrait: Evangelina Character Portrait: Brynjar Augustus Character Portrait: Elska Agir Character Portrait: Tamiera du Gent Character Portrait: Jordane Marco
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β€œDon’t you think I would make a great queen?” She asked and Jordane said nothing. She didn't want an answer to that question, espeically not from him. Heavens help them all, if she became Queen. Thankfully, the herald returned granting them entry and he was spared having to listen to anymore. Something sharp pinched his skin and he looked down at his arm. Her nails.. β€œNow behave, won’t you?” He glared. β€œWe need to make a good impression,” He rolled his eyes to that as they entered.

Before long, they were approached by the King himself. Jordane kept quiet, listening idly, scanning the room for exits should they need one, and knowing her, there was a good chance they would need to make a hasty retreat. His eyes noticed a dark skinned woman in a butterfly mask and wondered how she ended up here. He hadn't seen such a color in these parts.
Just then he heard the Lady say. β€œThat is true, I must say I have the worst luck in finding young and abled husbands. These old men can’t really hold up very well with my own youth.”Jordane fought the urge to roll his eyes. He used to kill bad men for a living and even then it was never an easy thing to talk about let alone laugh about. How could something so vile dwell within such a lovely package? She was like one of those poisonous flowers. Beautiful but fatal.

They went on for a while before the King's eyes found a woman who while breathtaking looked mighty uncomfortable. His eyes went to his lady and he smirked. She hated not being the center of attention and hated it even more, when attention was taken from her. β€œHow terribly rude of him.” She huffed like a child. β€œWho is that gaudy woman anyway?” She asked with a whine and Jordane chuckled. He had to admit, he was enjoying this. "Your rival, it seems." He told her then what she said registered. "Gaudy?" He asked, and gestured to her mess of a dress. He knew nothing of fashion, but she looked as if she gotten tangled in tulle.

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Character Portrait: Lelinus Augustus Character Portrait: Ingrid Jorvikdatter Character Portrait: Evangelina Character Portrait: Brynjar Augustus Character Portrait: Beorn Clovermaen Character Portrait: Sarah Morgane Character Portrait: Tamiera du Gent Character Portrait: Marcus Morgane Character Portrait: Jordane Marco
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"Yes, I suppose you are right. Forgive me." He told her. Though a servant, Beorn was still rather privileged compared to many others in the palace. Thanks to his affiliation with Lelinus and the church, he was shielded from most people who would happily squash him for any perceived slight against them, but Evangelina was both a woman and a foreigner. He sometimes forgot what that meant.

"Our ways are not so bad," he continued, placing a hand around her waist and leading her on to the ballroom floor as the music played. He smiled brightly as new notes joined the melody and in a sudden movement, he brought her into a slight dip before bringing her back up and giving her an apologetic look.

"Sorry, I should have warned you."

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"Oh, this is a surprise. I had only been jesting. I am Lelinus Augustus, Prince of Byrdain and this is Princess Ingrid Jorvikdatter, Princess of Fjellborg and Byrdain, my lovely wife," he told them. It was better that he should put her heritage front and center rather than dancing around it. Knights, real knights, appreciated honesty.

"I am happy that you have decided to visit the capital. The court is awash with your legend. I hope that you may see the fruits of your labor in the this time of peace ahead," he told them with a smile. It was a calculated probe. If this priestess was willing to leave the war with Fjellborg in the past, then she could be a valuable ally indeed. She'd have to see Brynjar for what he was, however. A virtuous knight would not brook rebellion. Not without just cause.