KiraChan

Realm of Celstia Parda Kelia

Miya smiled wickedly for a mortal she was good at pushing past magic and pain. But miya suddenly fell down to earth unexpectedly and crashed in front of ranon thr darkness around her vanished, now her body was coated in a glowing blue orb. She looked weak, unable to move but she forced her self to stand on wabbly legs and held up her sword that soon turned to fire, then the jems turned blue

The Qacian Rebellion

Anya frowned slightly at thier words "I want to help! I can defend myself im not as innocent as people think" her voice went a bit cold, unlikely of her tenderness. She pushed away from them and let a small dagger peek out from under her dress and then turned around dark purple orbs formed in her hands. "I've been learning magic since i could speak, it was done discreetly, I'm not going to let anything happen tou either or you" she said her voice still cold once she smiled her magic vanished. She rolled her eyes when uhl said the royal cort would miss her by now.

The Qacian Rebellion

Anya was quietly listening to them talk, sometimes she heard other elves talk like this she knew their language well enough but it never translated right. "There have been whispers in the caslte of war" she said and reached up to the woman for her hand she held it softly "If there is one I'll always be on your side" she said in a low whisper in a bad elven accent. She took uhls hand too and meshed it with the womans with anyas in the middle "Togetherness will always conquer bitterness" she said and smiled happily and twirled again getting her dress a little muddy. She didnt mind much and winked up at them though she was short for 15 she knew who she had to be faithful to

The Rebellion

Azalea was a trader to the rebellion and would soon be shot and killed for her misdeeds. She joined with the enemy to tell them lies about the rebels, it seemed smart at the time but very careless, them enemy tortured her untill she told them where they were and what they planned on doing. Azalea was weak now left to die chained and gagged in the center of where the villains were located. Her chest rose and fell, her tears dripped into a puddle at her feet. Azalea was a very strong celestial but not an original one, she was created and so they cast her out of where she lived. Only to probably die in a cell known as a trader.

The Qacian Rebellion

Anya was startled by uhls appearance, she smiled and listened to him talk of elves and their traditions. She squealed softly when a squirl took the bread and ran off, they must be ajusting to her being here so often "But Uhl my family is boring! The company of you and these beautiful flowers are all i want" she said a took the poppy happily, not too swiftly though because that to her always showed disrespect. A sigh could be heard from her and she quietly finished her food, but a small round biscuit lay untouched "Here uhl, you can have this .. but keep it hush hush" she said in a whisper and quickly shoved it in her pocket. Anya smiled brightly and twirled in her dress, she pinned the poppy to the front of her and did a small spell that would make it stay in place.

The Qacian Rebellion

Princess anya nodded to the servents respectdully and decides to take her food to go. She picks up her plate and begins to half run to the gardens, she loved picking the poppies... it got her in trouble before but she loved the tiny flowers. She peeked around the corner and saw a man and woman she slightly ignored them and sat at a bench nibbling at her food, ahe broke her bread and tossed it on the ground for the animals. She stares at the poppies waiting to pick them.

The Qacian Rebellion

Is there even a king yet ><*

The Qacian Rebellion

Princess Anya awoke in a cold sweat she pushed her sheets off and sat up. Her night gown came to her knees and her hair was pulled back in a tangled mess. She would ring for her servents to help her get dressed for the day. Maybe then someone could tell her what was going on in the kingdom, just the other day an elf spat at her feet and cursed her name. She was always friendly to the elves and wondered what had changed. Finnaly she ringed for her servants and the got her dressed and groomed. She wore a purple dress that poofed out a bit at the bottom. She began her venture to greet the king as she did every morning

The Qacian Rebellion

Im ready lets go

The Qacian Rebellion

So when can we start?