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war or marriage? power or freedom? - how is a king to choose? : A political fantasy rp.

Saoirse

Princess of Seanate

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She could not endure seeing her father suffer so, and without further words, the princess painfully took her leave and left the king where he sat in sorrow upon his throne. Her departure was swift, purpose in her stride as she marched towards the next destination wherein she could proceed with doing what she must. Saoirse was a willful daughter, and she would protect both her home and her beloved father.

She stepped into the stables and tasked the head groom with preparing her horse. She had been accompanied by a few knights, ready to travel and awaiting her commands, but the foul weather had harmed morale and she saw hints of despair in their eyes. "Would you prefer to remain here while I go on alone?" She teased them to help spirits. "We fight to defend the innocent and banish evil. We are the virtuous and brave, the sacred realms advocate for us! Let us attain victory!" She shouted as she mounted her horse and rode with her retinue into the storm.

The villages spread throughout the once peaceful land had been suffering greatly, unprepared for the sudden wake of calamity with the coming of the invading demon and his horde. Anger filled Saoirse's heart, as she traveled from each settlement and gathered more volunteers to aid her in her quest. Her forces were small, but she had the advantage of knowing the terrain better than the enemy - should war be the only choice, her people would be prepared. She had gathered priests, magicians, rangers, and warriors, all willing to stand against the darkness that had come to plague their land... though the princess knew that some were brought by promises of treasure and glory. Not all soldiers were so noble as to lay down their lives for the sake of peace and prosperity.

When they approached the mountains, she donned her weapons and armor, and partook in the rites and rituals that would grant her strength and protect her from harm. Unlike her father, she had no distinguishing harness, instead wearing layers of padded armor emblazoned with the royal insignia combined with patchwork pieces. Her knights insisted she promise to surrender should they find themselves defeated and at the mercy of their foes but she rebuked them. "I will cut my own throat before I am at the mercy of that vile beast." She replied, and it was the fierce rage in her gaze that quelled any further arguments.

Night had come, and they would strike under the veil of darkness. Saoirse then prayed that the battles to come would be in her favor.

Crucible of Gods - A New Divine RP

@Goldeagle1221

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Crucible of Gods - A New Divine RP

@Goldeagle1221

I'm going to leave that to your imagination.

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Crucible of Gods - A New Divine RP

Monica

Monica

Form

Akin to humanity lingering in the remnants of the dying god’s realm, Monica manifests as a mortal except large feathery white wings emerge from her back, granting her the gift of flight. She appears as a maiden garbed in lovely alabastrine attire, angelic and pure, with silver eyes and fair skin. She lacks an aura of authority and strength, but there is an awareness in her sight that conveys deep contemplation and consideration of all that she sees.

Persona

The embodiment of gentle generosity, Monica provides guidance and aid to those that worship her, and even to those that oppose her, for she finds fulfillment in helping others find happiness - ever sincere and compassionate in her endeavors to spread joy. She is eternally polite, even to those that act rudely in her presence, often speaking softly and applying a tender touch when changing the world and the creatures that inhabit it. She prefers letting life change itself, content to observe the beauty of creation from afar.

She devotes much of her time to her studies and the closest faithful; dedicating the day to hearing and answering those that pray to her, and exhausting the night with delving into research and lore. Though she possesses great power, she chooses to refrain from grandiose displays and tumultuous proclamations, as she is not fond of being the center of attention. She is innately demure, seeking a peaceful means to bring hope and salvation to the world before the end comes, as opposed to gathering might and preparing for war. Monica would never willingly wield a weapon and harm another living being, but she will act to protect the innocent and those that cannot fight for themselves.

Will

Peace and prosperity attained through prayers, Monica wishes to preserve the ever-changing and eternal beauty of the world by protecting the foundations of creativity and art; choice, curiosity, and commitment. She has no desire for a throne or crown, she simply seeks to see a world wherein people can pursue their dreams, and be inspired by creation and its many wonders. She believes that the sacred aspects of life, the heavens and divine works, should be shown to all creatures capable of thought and memorization, as beauty is found in the eyes of the beholder, and Monica delights in watching the glitter of cosmic lucidity in the gaze of mortals.

She has begun a journey to acquire wisdom that she imparts upon the scholars and artists of the world - erecting temples where knowledge flows freely, and the inquisitive will inherit their fateful enlightenment. Otherwise, she is healing those that have been crippled by the cruelties of the monsters possessed by greed and hatred, insisting to those that have strayed from salvation or were denied their opportunities to be happy… that there is still hope if one clings onto faith.

Allow this writer to reiterate, she would create a world wherein people can be free to pursue their dreams, as she has no desire for a throne or a crown, and wants to let life make its own choices. If all of the nodes were in her possession, she would attempt to delegate divine duties to others so that the weight of the world didn't fall entirely onto her shoulders, but primarily because she would prefer to watch what others would do. Though in truth, the world she would create would be one inspired by her own experiences and encounters along her journey, so it has yet to be defined and fully take shape in her mind...

Favored Color

White like lilies.

war or marriage? power or freedom? - how is a king to choose? : A political fantasy rp.

@Vampiretwilight@marxxie

I'm going to post something tomorrow. I have good news, I'm no longer homeless!

war or marriage? power or freedom? - how is a king to choose? : A political fantasy rp.

@Vampiretwilight@marxxie

I don't think I'll be able to post today, it's a maybe. Sorry, I've just been really busy trying to find a new place to live lol.

war or marriage? power or freedom? - how is a king to choose? : A political fantasy rp.

Saoirse

Princess of Seanate

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"Father!"

The princess cried out as she approached the gilded throne, towards the king still seated. She came closer with a brisk stride accompanied by the rustling of silk from her gown torn, waiting to be mended, and she saw how the burden of his responsibility weighed so heavily upon his shoulders, yet it seemed there was too little she could do to truly alleviate him of this dreadful pressure. She fell to her knees beside him, holding his hands in hers, and she spoke softly to him. "Please, you mustn't do surrender yourself to that fiend."

Saoirse was soaked and battered from the merciless rain and wilds winds which came and clamored and thrashed ceaselessly the kingdom of Seanate - ever a promise of further retribution from the demonic invader, should the people of this land resist his malice. With tired limbs and fierce eyes on the verge of tears, Saoirse held onto her father and pleaded. "Salvation will come... Have faith in the people, have faith in the Divine... and have faith in yourself... We will find a way!"

war or marriage? power or freedom? - how is a king to choose? : A political fantasy rp.

Saoirse

Princess of Seanate

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The princess was not one to remain idle for any period of time, and immediately began calling out commands: "Tend to the wounded! Gather our forces and provide aid to those in need! We will not let this evil defeat us!" Her words reaching across the castle grounds as she led by example and directed the efforts in recovering from the brief but devastating assault, as well as providing guidance and shelter to the common folk suffering under the dark clouds of this sudden storm.

There was fear in the hearts of Seanate's people, and Saoirse could not deny that there was fear in her own heart, yet she could not stand still and abide the foul invader's decree. Her father would never marry such a monster, and together the king and princess would rebuke the devil's power and protect their homeland. It was merely matter of ascertaining a way to do so, and Saoirse had faith her father would achieve this.

She sought her own means as well, ever-determined to prove herself worthy of ascending the throne. She gave orders to a few of the most capable knights in service to her father, and bid them find the strongest swordsmen, the wisest priests, and the most potent of relics, anything and everything that could help them now. "Ride now! Be swift! You must return before the hour of tomorrow's twilight descends upon us!"

Then the princess began her search across the castle for her forsaken father - for she was intent on saving him.

war or marriage? power or freedom? - how is a king to choose? : A political fantasy rp.

I'll write a post later today. I've just been a little busy for a new place, going to viewings and filling out applications.

war or marriage? power or freedom? - how is a king to choose? : A political fantasy rp.

@marxxie

I'm really sorry to hear that as well! I wish you well for the future, and I'm glad to see you back!