Kreszenz.Leichenberg | |
 "Forward, forward! Deliver upon our foes a storm of steel!" PERSONALITY: | Such pride, such arrogance! Kreszenz Leichenberg has never known humility, even in defeat. Her chin lifts high, her nose even higher, as she looks down upon the world that she knows will be her own. This is the girl who has lived upon high mountains, high castles, high towers. Praised only as exceptional since childhood, her voice rings out as haughtily as her laughter, the pride that stiffens her spine becoming a lightning rod too that draws forth only conflict. Clover Kingdom has changed since the prominence of the Anti-Magic King, after all. The arrogance of nobility had no place in a society where others were encouraged to reach for summits beyond their station. In an environment where a common villager could seriously entertain dreams of becoming a Magic Knight, in an environment where the sacrifices of generations bearing the burden of rule were forgotten, where aristocrats learn to guard their tongue lest outrage overflows and becomes disobedience, Kreszenz remains adamant in her capabilities as a noble. If they swear their fealty to her, she will give their lives meaning. If they sought to reach beyond their means, she will be the adjudicator of their trial. It is perhaps owing to that same nobility of hers, that Kreszenz, for all that arrogance, all that pride, remains polarizing, rather than simply unbearable. For she is loyal to her own, and frank in her assessments. If one wishes to better themselves, then she will show them with brutal honesty just how far they must go. And if there are those who seek to harm what is hers? That is an offense worth waging war over. One would be hard-pressed indeed, to see Kreszenz Leichenberg as anything but a quintessential noble. | MAGIC: | Lightning Magic: Capable of wide-spread destruction delivered at blinding speeds, the Leichenberg Family's Lightning Magic evokes a symphonic storm. Bolts of lightning rain from the heavens, while finer alterations of electric force repels invaders or informs allies. What could the hordes accomplish indeed, when they've been brought to heel as an audience to the conductor's calamitous castigation? | SPELLS:
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GOALS & FEARS: | To become the Wizard King, usurp the Clover King, and unite the world under a single banner, for the purpose of crafting a prosperous and purposeful society. | | Kreszenz is entirely confident that she will accomplish her goal. Kreszenz is entirely certain that it will be worth it. But there are too many allegories of good intentions, grand ambitions. How many times, in seeking to be great, have aspirants forgotten to be good? She is certain and she is confident, and she will make the hard decisions when she needs to. A mountain of corpses, a throne made of the dead. War, waged with enough violence and vigor to consume the continent and force all under a singular banner. There were no such things as peaceful transitions. So how could she ensure that she could remain herself once the flames were pushed to smoulder? How could she ensure that she wields the methods, but not the manner, of a tyrant? That she doesn't fall to unsightly self-preservation? Kreszenz needs an equal. A staunch ally with an unwavering moral compass who could stop her from straying, but who would paradoxically understand the necessity of atrocity when it came down to it. But she is certain that such a convenient person does not exist. | ............................................................................. | War was in their blood. House Leichenberg had earned their noble privilege through military accomplishments. Their noble blood ran as pure as any other who nestled in the Noble Realm, but their reputation remained that of backcountry hicks who could not live in proper society. All because they saw the protection of the realm as their divinely-mandated duty. All because they watched over the westernmost lands of the Forsaken Realm, taking on the mantle of the ones who would be the first to meet an invasion of enemy forces. And though they were outcasts in noble society, there on the frontiers of Clover Kingdom, they were beloved by their subjects. Blessed lightning descended from blue skies. With thunderous aplomb, the Magic Knights of House Leichenberg would arrive, cleaving through those that sought to harm the people of the kingdom! But one House, no matter how exceptional, how warlike, could have prepared for the Spade Kingdom. ... What is House Leichenberg, but a name in history books? Certainly, during the age of heroics brought forth by the Anti Magic King and his companions, there was not even a footnote spared for them. The Spade Kingdom's invasion had not been paused by the Leichenberg's heavenbound castigation, so they must have fallen in battle. They were never the type to engage in politics, and had been too bull-headed and uncompromising to be effective even if they did, so the impact of their disappearance did not register in high society. And what of the vagrants and peasants they sheltered in the Kingdom's frontier? The taxes that could be collected from them couldn't even be considered a drop in the bucket. If they were all wiped out, it was a tragedy, but only one that merited a flicker of sadness before one moved on with their lives. And so, one hundred and fifty years passed. A child was born and given a role. She lived on high mountains clustered by cloud, raised by remnants of a once-glorious lineage. She was beloved, even before she was exceptional. Though the House was gone, though their wealth was no more, stories passed down from generation to generation had embedded themselves in spine and soul, demanding that they stand proud of what they once were, what they still are. Demanding that they should rebuild. For a time, Kreszenz Leichenberg had believed that. But by the time she was 15, having traveled to the capital of Clover Kingdom from the very edges of the Kingdom and seen the gradation of wealth and privilege, the encroachment of corruption and misery, she formed ideas of her own. Rebellion and Devil-worship, embezzlement and discontent. Liechenberg had turned outwards, trusting the nobility of the land they protected. Kreszenz would not make that mistake. |
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Laurent's literally going to hear of this (probably from Mirie) and be like.
"Damn. I guess I really can just chill and administrate while letting Nyx handle my public appearances."
And then do nothing but bankroll the changeling for the rest of the RP.
"Damn. I guess I really can just chill and administrate while letting Nyx handle my public appearances."
And then do nothing but bankroll the changeling for the rest of the RP.
Not raining over here.
Hm, so would it be the case then, that anyone else who became aware of Helm of Kastrus would be able to join in the latter attunement ceremony? Otis bent his neck to the side, mulling over that idea. Valen seemed to be the type to incinerate someone for such an affront, but on the other hand, it would be interesting to see if Davil can cut his teeth there.
Interesting, if not lethal.
Regardless, the Strigidae turned towards Iraleth, seeing that Chunji and Ciara had already made their own escapes. He eyed the glower, the stiffness of her stance, and the emotional essence broiling around her, like the ambient heat of a furnace. Then, he shrugged. "We both get what we want then. Congratulations. See you tonight."
With that, he turned to leave as well, striding for the campus town. As he did so, a message was sent to Ciara's Adapa, informing her of the Principal's statement: that attunement could possibly have an effect on one's prime essence. There was still the duel, after all. And though Ciara had not gathered any advantages during the course of the day, she may as well do her due diligence and avoid any disadvantages.
For Otis himself though? While he did have his own plans regarding the Iris Record, the day was too bright to be sleuthing about, and the smell of burnt fabric reminded him of work to be done.
Simply put, he sought a fabrics store.
@Click This Feel free to have Emilie pop up whenever in your scene with the boyo.
@Estylwen I'll let you transport the pair to the inner courtyard of the estate. The general vibes would be a relatively open courtyard adorned with waterworks and flowering shrubs like forsythia and summersweet. There's more bushes for berries and other such pickable fruits than there are flowers, and the gazebo is an eloquent but simple thing that rests below a large plum tree. The tableware has already been set, and there are three chairs present.
@Estylwen I'll let you transport the pair to the inner courtyard of the estate. The general vibes would be a relatively open courtyard adorned with waterworks and flowering shrubs like forsythia and summersweet. There's more bushes for berries and other such pickable fruits than there are flowers, and the gazebo is an eloquent but simple thing that rests below a large plum tree. The tableware has already been set, and there are three chairs present.
Laurent laughed heartily at that.
"I can certainly understand that, Lady Skybound. Though House Rhinecliff has not suffered from any crisis of succession in recent history, there certainly were still no small number of incidents where my brothers and I butted heads."
Whether it be over the inconsequential matters that oft accompanied boyhood, or matters of state and love.
Finishing his own cup of tea, the Duke stood up, and the maid within the room immediately stepped to his side. "Emilie," he spoke, "Could you let the Head Butler know that I intend on having my midday meal at the gazebo today? And could you check if our guest has arrived while you're at it?"
The maid nodded, then opened the door for the Viscountess and the Duke to exit first.
"Shall we, Lady Skybound?"
WIP. Will finish tomorrow.
No matter your goal, the only spell that will bring success is "Never giving up!" Surpass your limits--Right here, right now!
Anyways, maybe I'll join. Need a touch more written violence in my life.
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