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TheDemonHoundNever did Kalanie think that she would actually end up leaving Xivia. Even if she had the desire to go explore the rest of the world, she never intended to act upon it knowing how it would affect her kingdom. But that all changed when something inside of her changed, something she didn't understand and something that scared her greatly.
It all started with the dreams, more like nightmares in her opinion. Dreams of constant war and fighting within her country. Bloodshed everywhere. And the person leading it all... her. Every night for three weeks the nightmare plagued her sleep, causing her to try and skip out on sleeping more and more. It was when her family took notice of her lack of sleep that she was sent to one of their priests to have her dream analyzed by him.
The priest listened to her retell the events of the dream and was horrified, to say the least. "You are cursed. Cursed by the gods! Cursed by Ares himself!" The priest kept yelling at her telling her she was cursed and decided she needed to be ended so the curse couldn't happen nor affect their nation. Even if he was seen as a traitor. So the priest attacked her.
Kalanie was no fighter, no one in Xivia really knew how to fight all that well but for some reason upon him attacking her and wrapping his hands around her neck she knew exactly how to get out of the hold and fight back. But she accidentally hit too hard in the wrong place and with a snap, he dropped to the floor dead. The princess let out a shriek of horror and her father along with some guards came running from elsewhere in the palace. They entered the room to see the priest's dead body and the princess curled in a ball tears streaming down her cheeks as she stared at the body, red marks on her neck from the priest's attempt on her life.
All of them were shocked at the scene, no one had attempted anything on the lives of the royals in a long time and the fact that the princess somehow accidentally killed the man who did try to take her life was also shocking. But all that mattered was that she was safe, that's what everyone else thought. But Kalanie only thought herself a monster.
Her father had carried her out of that room that day like he used to do when she was young and tried to comfort his daughter but nothing worked. That night when Kalanie was finally left alone to sleep, a Raven flew in through her open window and left a letter at the end of her bed. Reading the letter left her with more questions than answers and a heart torn on what to do. Leaving could very well protect her kingdom but at the same time what would the other kingdoms do if they found out the Princess of Xivia was wandering through their kingdoms after so many years of her kingdom staying away from the rest of the kingdoms with little to no contact between them.
Despite the risks, Kalanie knew she needed to go. So she set out, packing a small bag of clothing along with a bag of gold coins, more than she would probably need, and another bag of gold for paying a ship and its crew to sail her close to the borders of Eredel and Haventis.
Once the ship she was on made it to land, Kalanie began her journey to the tavern she was told she was to meet at. The journey across the land had lasted a few days but she hadn't met much trouble yet as she kept herself hidden behind a cloak.
When she arrived at the tavern she looked up at it and cocked her head to the side, green eyes taking in the odd sight. It was definitely not something she'd see back in Xivia. At the thought of Xivia, her heart grew heavy but she simply shook her head and pushed her way in. The people near the door grew silent and peered at her, though she wish she didn't she couldn't blame them. They were all bigger and more burly men while Kalanie was short and small in stature and was also wearing a cloak to hide behind. She'd also much rather have them staring for that reason then for the reason guys at the seaside town stared at her before she got the cloak, which was because the attire she wore over in Xivia that was normal over there was much more revealing over here compared to what other woman wore. Kalanie refused to change but she also wasn't quite ready for perverse stares.
Taking a deep breath Kalanie walked passed the staring men and made her way to the furthest corner in the back and sat down. A sigh of relief passed her lips as her aching bare feet got a break, she probably would need to invest in some shoes at some point. But that didn't matter for the time being. Observing the others in the bar she heard the yell of "For Dionysus" and looked across to another corner to see someone poor out some alcohol before cheering with some men and drinking. As she looked away to continue observing others, she wondered to herself if he might be another one of the people cursed like she was. Although he would be taking it a lot better than she if he was.
It all started with the dreams, more like nightmares in her opinion. Dreams of constant war and fighting within her country. Bloodshed everywhere. And the person leading it all... her. Every night for three weeks the nightmare plagued her sleep, causing her to try and skip out on sleeping more and more. It was when her family took notice of her lack of sleep that she was sent to one of their priests to have her dream analyzed by him.
The priest listened to her retell the events of the dream and was horrified, to say the least. "You are cursed. Cursed by the gods! Cursed by Ares himself!" The priest kept yelling at her telling her she was cursed and decided she needed to be ended so the curse couldn't happen nor affect their nation. Even if he was seen as a traitor. So the priest attacked her.
Kalanie was no fighter, no one in Xivia really knew how to fight all that well but for some reason upon him attacking her and wrapping his hands around her neck she knew exactly how to get out of the hold and fight back. But she accidentally hit too hard in the wrong place and with a snap, he dropped to the floor dead. The princess let out a shriek of horror and her father along with some guards came running from elsewhere in the palace. They entered the room to see the priest's dead body and the princess curled in a ball tears streaming down her cheeks as she stared at the body, red marks on her neck from the priest's attempt on her life.
All of them were shocked at the scene, no one had attempted anything on the lives of the royals in a long time and the fact that the princess somehow accidentally killed the man who did try to take her life was also shocking. But all that mattered was that she was safe, that's what everyone else thought. But Kalanie only thought herself a monster.
Her father had carried her out of that room that day like he used to do when she was young and tried to comfort his daughter but nothing worked. That night when Kalanie was finally left alone to sleep, a Raven flew in through her open window and left a letter at the end of her bed. Reading the letter left her with more questions than answers and a heart torn on what to do. Leaving could very well protect her kingdom but at the same time what would the other kingdoms do if they found out the Princess of Xivia was wandering through their kingdoms after so many years of her kingdom staying away from the rest of the kingdoms with little to no contact between them.
Despite the risks, Kalanie knew she needed to go. So she set out, packing a small bag of clothing along with a bag of gold coins, more than she would probably need, and another bag of gold for paying a ship and its crew to sail her close to the borders of Eredel and Haventis.
May 15th
The trip to the other kingdoms had been a rough one, she had seen quite a few shipwrecks as they passed through the rough waters around Xivia and prayed to the gods that their crews' souls had made it over River Styx to the Underworld and were now at peace.Once the ship she was on made it to land, Kalanie began her journey to the tavern she was told she was to meet at. The journey across the land had lasted a few days but she hadn't met much trouble yet as she kept herself hidden behind a cloak.
When she arrived at the tavern she looked up at it and cocked her head to the side, green eyes taking in the odd sight. It was definitely not something she'd see back in Xivia. At the thought of Xivia, her heart grew heavy but she simply shook her head and pushed her way in. The people near the door grew silent and peered at her, though she wish she didn't she couldn't blame them. They were all bigger and more burly men while Kalanie was short and small in stature and was also wearing a cloak to hide behind. She'd also much rather have them staring for that reason then for the reason guys at the seaside town stared at her before she got the cloak, which was because the attire she wore over in Xivia that was normal over there was much more revealing over here compared to what other woman wore. Kalanie refused to change but she also wasn't quite ready for perverse stares.
Taking a deep breath Kalanie walked passed the staring men and made her way to the furthest corner in the back and sat down. A sigh of relief passed her lips as her aching bare feet got a break, she probably would need to invest in some shoes at some point. But that didn't matter for the time being. Observing the others in the bar she heard the yell of "For Dionysus" and looked across to another corner to see someone poor out some alcohol before cheering with some men and drinking. As she looked away to continue observing others, she wondered to herself if he might be another one of the people cursed like she was. Although he would be taking it a lot better than she if he was.
