Arrayah
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STATUS: I'm back! Yeah. Let's go. Getting back into the swing of things. And all that stuff. 8 yrs ago
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I'm back! Yeah. Let's go. Getting back into the swing of things. And all that stuff.
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Hello all who have deigned to grace my profile with their presence! I am the great Arrayah, lord of the Phoenix. Or something. I don't know.
Anyways, bio. As of writing this, I am a 23 year old female. I am married. I own two dogs (a Dalmatian and a Labrador... so cliche). I work from home. I like crafty stuff and games. I used to be an MMORPG girl, but have since moved on to things like Minecraft and Ark as well as Rimworld and Dwarf Fortress. Who knows what's next?
I love writing, but only get to roleplaying a few times every couple years. Unfortunately, life gets in the way. I'm starting to have more time lately, and thought it'd be fine to start it up again. We'll see how it goes, but hopefully I stick around this time.
I was on the old RPGuild, so you may recognize my name. If so, hello again! If not, maybe we'll have lots of fun together. If I've been online recently, and you're interested in doing an RP, feel free to PM me. I'm almost always interested in 1x1s as long as I don't have too many going on. Check some of my old threads to see my rules, or pm me if that's too much hassle.
Long live the Phoenix Queen. Or something or other.
Anyways, bio. As of writing this, I am a 23 year old female. I am married. I own two dogs (a Dalmatian and a Labrador... so cliche). I work from home. I like crafty stuff and games. I used to be an MMORPG girl, but have since moved on to things like Minecraft and Ark as well as Rimworld and Dwarf Fortress. Who knows what's next?
I love writing, but only get to roleplaying a few times every couple years. Unfortunately, life gets in the way. I'm starting to have more time lately, and thought it'd be fine to start it up again. We'll see how it goes, but hopefully I stick around this time.
I was on the old RPGuild, so you may recognize my name. If so, hello again! If not, maybe we'll have lots of fun together. If I've been online recently, and you're interested in doing an RP, feel free to PM me. I'm almost always interested in 1x1s as long as I don't have too many going on. Check some of my old threads to see my rules, or pm me if that's too much hassle.
Long live the Phoenix Queen. Or something or other.
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Lol its fine. And man. If that was the least of my problems. My internet is out. On my phone right now, so I probably won't get something up until after my classes tomorrow
No problem. They are for me usually too. Easier if I'm starting it than if I'm continuing it D:
Woooo first action scene.
Though they had been with the caravan an entire week, Kiara still only felt sad to say goodbye to the children she spent every attack with. It was always entertaining to see them tell the stories of her heroics, even if no one ever believed them. Kiara had laughed when the two of them had left because the parents had finally seen the bow and quiver that she carried with her. The expression on their faces was priceless.
Her greatest disappointment, though, was having to leave her beautiful mare behind. During the trip she'd taken to calling her Lola, but never in public where anyone could hear her. The horse kept every secret, every worry that she had ever had, and these had been growing within the past week. Each step closer to Berinike was another step closer to a fate she could not run from. It was suffocating. When she had left Lola behind, it had taken everything Kiara had to keep a straight face. If it was possible, the horse would be the first thing she asked for, long before clothing, jewelry, or anything else.
Unlike with the caravan, Kiara kept her weapon with her at all times. She had never been this far, but she was also not as stupid as Ostus once thought. She knew exactly how much danger they were in, and without the rest to protect her, she'd need to keep on guard. A small smirk formed up on her lips as she thought this. If he knew that she was counting on herself rather than him, Ostus would probably be furious. She'd noticed that he took his job of protecting her very seriously despite his only accepting it because of the pay.
His words snapped her out of her reminiscing and Kiara nodded, letting him know she understood before digging through her bag. With a glare towards him added to a, "Don't look," she moved out of the light and began to change into what she had been wearing when they first met. She was pulling the tunic over her head when their fears were realized and an arrow knicked her arm.
The cry that escaped her was mostly out of surprise, though it did hurt quite a bit. The trees were thick, and this sent her into a panic. Even with an arrow notched, Kiara could not see where the attack was coming from, and therefore could not hide nor shoot. Soon enough, a figure ran from the cover of the trees with a large sword and came right at her.
She'd barely moved out of the way in time, but that was on purpose. Kiara had been trying to get a good look at the man to figure out where he was from. The colors he wore, and the symbol on his shirt were supposed to make them think he was Beriniken, but she knew better. "Callum. He's from Callum!" she shouted to Ostus.
Another arrow came flying.
Her greatest disappointment, though, was having to leave her beautiful mare behind. During the trip she'd taken to calling her Lola, but never in public where anyone could hear her. The horse kept every secret, every worry that she had ever had, and these had been growing within the past week. Each step closer to Berinike was another step closer to a fate she could not run from. It was suffocating. When she had left Lola behind, it had taken everything Kiara had to keep a straight face. If it was possible, the horse would be the first thing she asked for, long before clothing, jewelry, or anything else.
Unlike with the caravan, Kiara kept her weapon with her at all times. She had never been this far, but she was also not as stupid as Ostus once thought. She knew exactly how much danger they were in, and without the rest to protect her, she'd need to keep on guard. A small smirk formed up on her lips as she thought this. If he knew that she was counting on herself rather than him, Ostus would probably be furious. She'd noticed that he took his job of protecting her very seriously despite his only accepting it because of the pay.
His words snapped her out of her reminiscing and Kiara nodded, letting him know she understood before digging through her bag. With a glare towards him added to a, "Don't look," she moved out of the light and began to change into what she had been wearing when they first met. She was pulling the tunic over her head when their fears were realized and an arrow knicked her arm.
The cry that escaped her was mostly out of surprise, though it did hurt quite a bit. The trees were thick, and this sent her into a panic. Even with an arrow notched, Kiara could not see where the attack was coming from, and therefore could not hide nor shoot. Soon enough, a figure ran from the cover of the trees with a large sword and came right at her.
She'd barely moved out of the way in time, but that was on purpose. Kiara had been trying to get a good look at the man to figure out where he was from. The colors he wore, and the symbol on his shirt were supposed to make them think he was Beriniken, but she knew better. "Callum. He's from Callum!" she shouted to Ostus.
Another arrow came flying.
Honestly, Kiara was very grateful that he had listened, but unfortunately he still could not understand. She sighed and only nodded her head, though she did not take his advice to heart. Continuing to explain would get her nowhere. First he beats her up because she could easily end the war and now he tells her that instead she should do what she wishes. Ostus needed to make up his mind. She could not do both. It was either end the war right here, right now as she was doing, or let it continue, run away, and leave her kingdom without a ruler. Was that even a choice?
He was right about one thing: she was about to marry someone who most likely understood better than anyone ever would. At least to an extent. Ostus could not comprehend her life because he had never been put into a position where an entire country depended on what he did or said. Perhaps, not even the prince she was to marry had, but he could at least sympathize, she was sure.
Still, the conversation had not been without benefits. After all, apparently he considered her a friend. Or at least close to one. Though it wasn't really all that comforting to realize that he was right, he was the only one she had. Either way, it was sweet of him to say, so she gave him a small smile and said, "Yes. I enjoy being around you too, even if you're usually a tasteless barbarian." Her tone was teasing as she spoke. "Thank you for listening, but I think I'll be going to bed now. I'm... very tired." Again, she smiled at him, though this time it did not touch her eyes.
When she was out of hearing distance, Kiara sighed deeply and realized not for the first time that what she wanted more than her freedom was for someone to truly understand.
He was right about one thing: she was about to marry someone who most likely understood better than anyone ever would. At least to an extent. Ostus could not comprehend her life because he had never been put into a position where an entire country depended on what he did or said. Perhaps, not even the prince she was to marry had, but he could at least sympathize, she was sure.
Still, the conversation had not been without benefits. After all, apparently he considered her a friend. Or at least close to one. Though it wasn't really all that comforting to realize that he was right, he was the only one she had. Either way, it was sweet of him to say, so she gave him a small smile and said, "Yes. I enjoy being around you too, even if you're usually a tasteless barbarian." Her tone was teasing as she spoke. "Thank you for listening, but I think I'll be going to bed now. I'm... very tired." Again, she smiled at him, though this time it did not touch her eyes.
When she was out of hearing distance, Kiara sighed deeply and realized not for the first time that what she wanted more than her freedom was for someone to truly understand.
Sounds good to me
So I'm considering time skipping to the night in the mountains soon, possibly in my or your next post? What do you think?
Yaaaay!!!! :D
It was sad to think that his parents had died to keep her safe, and it made her feel even worse for even considering confiding in him. Yet, his honestly made her want to tell him everything, even if he could never understand, and even if he continued to believe that she had never known hardship. It was hard to explain how the girl who seemed to have everything was not necessarily the girl who did.
When she looked at him, her resolve was strengthened and she began to speak again. "I wish for you to listen, and not judge, or interrupt. I've never told this to anyone before." Her gaze founds its way back to the fire before she continued, so she would not have to see him or any of his reactions to her words.
"I know it seems crazy that anyone in my position would be unhappy. I have everything, don't I? Money, power, family. But it's the things that I have to give up for those that people always forget about. I have no friends, none that haven't died in this war that is. I have no free will. No one to share my life with at all. I wasn't born to live, as you were." Her mind thought back to the dreams she'd had as a child, the ones of flying. That was what she had always wanted: the freedom to make her own choices. "Everything I do is for you, for them. You think that just because I'm royal, that I do not expect to die to this war, but you're wrong. I'm the one they want to kill, everyone else is just collateral damage." Here, her voice broke and she was silent for a good minute.
Her eyes were sad as Kiara turned back to him. "People think they want my life, but they don't. They have no idea what I've given up for them, and I don't wish them to... because they have no idea what they've given up for me either."
Finally, her eyes closed as she finished with, "A good princess will serve her people, not the other way around. That is what we are taught from birth, and that is who I have always strived to be. It is the reason I am going through with this, and the reason I will not stop regardless of my feelings. It does not mean, though, ... that I don't wish."
When she looked at him, her resolve was strengthened and she began to speak again. "I wish for you to listen, and not judge, or interrupt. I've never told this to anyone before." Her gaze founds its way back to the fire before she continued, so she would not have to see him or any of his reactions to her words.
"I know it seems crazy that anyone in my position would be unhappy. I have everything, don't I? Money, power, family. But it's the things that I have to give up for those that people always forget about. I have no friends, none that haven't died in this war that is. I have no free will. No one to share my life with at all. I wasn't born to live, as you were." Her mind thought back to the dreams she'd had as a child, the ones of flying. That was what she had always wanted: the freedom to make her own choices. "Everything I do is for you, for them. You think that just because I'm royal, that I do not expect to die to this war, but you're wrong. I'm the one they want to kill, everyone else is just collateral damage." Here, her voice broke and she was silent for a good minute.
Her eyes were sad as Kiara turned back to him. "People think they want my life, but they don't. They have no idea what I've given up for them, and I don't wish them to... because they have no idea what they've given up for me either."
Finally, her eyes closed as she finished with, "A good princess will serve her people, not the other way around. That is what we are taught from birth, and that is who I have always strived to be. It is the reason I am going through with this, and the reason I will not stop regardless of my feelings. It does not mean, though, ... that I don't wish."
I did post a lot D:
But I put in a request to get them hidden, so there's that :p
And yes it now works again! Yay!
But I put in a request to get them hidden, so there's that :p
And yes it now works again! Yay!
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