Kitty

Viva la Vida: The Price of Freedom

Map of Tricaelia

Viva la Vida: The Price of Freedom

The kingdom of Tricaelia, a powerful country, was the spearhead of the war on non humans 300 years ago, leading the different nations under one banner to eradicate the threat of being ruled by powerful elves, advanced dwarfs, and mystical faes.

The war was not only successful in driving the non-humans out of their lands but they succeeded in pushing the faes to extinction. After the war, the Tricaelians had peace for a while. But after some time, they began to turn on each other. The people now fearing the ones who still had magical powers...despite them being human as well.

Much knowledge of magic was lost during this time, there were burnings of books and mass executions up until only hundred years ago. At this time the current king allowed the return of magic under strict observation.

Though even till this day, magic users are feared and often discriminated against. Even within the court of Tricaelia. Only around non-humans could they be relieved from their discrimination in place of the non-humans becoming the targets.

Unlike the Tricaelians, the Shrikanti of the west held magic close within their culture, embracing the magic. This is one of the many reasons there is a constant tension between the two kingdoms.

The recent king rules with an Iron fist, cruel and unmerciful. He plans to expand his lands through what ever means necessary, taxing his people to fund his plans. Though the king may be unpopular because of this, he has made his kingdom strong and protects them from bandits and other kingdoms.

Rumors of a rebellion are quickly spreading, though no one knows by who or when it will happen. Even still, the rumors spread like wild fire, giving the people hope and fear.

Which are you?
Do you feel hope? Are you ready to fight for a better kingdom? A place without the discrimination it faces every day?
Or
Do you feel fear? Are you worried of losing your title? Your safety? The money you earn based off the way the kingdom is run now?

Here Be Dragons: A Horror/Mecha RP on the Dark Frontier

If there is still room, I'd be interested in this.

Alpha Prep: Werewolves of London (CLOSED)

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Squeezing into a corner to keep out of the way of everyone else seemed like a good idea at the time, that was until a new person began speaking to the group once they had all gotten into the main building. Imee couldn't see them, she could only hear them or who she assumed at the time was a woman. The woman soon called for all of the girls to follow her and Imee stayed put in her spot for a moment. Allowing all the others to begin moving before she followed suit. Once Imee felt that it was safe for her to begin walking she did so, following behind all the other girls.

Staring at her feet Imee accidentally ran into the back of a brunette girl from walking too fast. Looking up as her eyes widened, Imee realized it was the girl from the van she was in who had introduced herself. She had completely forgotten her name though and felt bad for that.

"S-sorry" Imee stuttered out a quick apology before quickly moving to the back of the group again, not waiting to hear if the girl said anything back. Imee was too scared of a possible negative outcome to stick around. After that incident, Imee made sure to actually pay attention to where she was walking. Not wanting to run into anyone else as they made their way to the west wing.

Alpha Prep: Werewolves of London (CLOSED)

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Imee Dalisay

^{Face Claim: Nadine Lustre}
"The most worth-while thing is to try to put happiness into the lives of others." -Robert Baden-Powell

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Character Summary

Full Birth-Given Name: Imelda Analyn Dalisay
Aliases: Imee
Birthday: September 7th
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Filipino
Birth Place: Philippines
Prior Rank: Subordinate
Languages: Filipino/Tagalog, Cebuano, English

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Physical Appearance

Height: 5'3" as a human | 4' as a wolf
Weight: 117 lbs as a human | 283 lbs as a wolf
Body Type: Petite but athletic
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Black hair | Sandy/tan fur
Skin Tone: Morena skin tone
Body Alterations: Imee has an armband tribal tattoo that she got as part of tradition after ones first shift in the pack. It is mid-bicep on her left arm.
Personal Style: Imee has a very simple style. She tends to wear more solid colored items or basic prints/patterns if there is one. Her outfits are always just more on the plain side, whether it is jeans and a shirt or a simple dress. It isn't that Imee doesn't want to try different styles of clothing, the only difficulty is she is unable to afford anything really more than her simple style. If she has on something a bit more extravagant or out there, she almost 100% got it from a thrift store.
If she is wearing makeup it is never more than mascara and maybe a little lip gloss or lip tint she was gifted from her sister-in-law. Hair wise, Imee tends to either have some of her hair put up if not all of it. Her having her hair down is only for rare and special occasions.

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Psychology

| Altruistic to a fault || Secretive || Passionate || Timid |

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Imee is too nice for her own good. She has always put other people first even at the risk of herself. It doesn't help that she doesn't have the ability to say no to anyone if they ask her for something, she is too shy and scared to deny helping others at the risk of not knowing what the consequences are. When not helping people, she is quiet and often basically invisible, keeping to herself and trying to not draw anymore attention to herself than she already does with her hobbies of helping others and making herbal medicines. While Imee won't be the one to stand up for you if you are being bullied, more often than not being the one targeted due to her nature, she will be there to help pick you up and take care of you after all is said and done.
Habits:

• chews lip when nervous or when lost in thoughts
• hums absentmindedly when working on anything related to her knowledge on plants
• freezes up and/or stutters if too much attention is put on her
• wraps arms around herself to help feel secure
• chews on the ends of pens when studying

Hobbies:

• Photography
• Running
• Swimming/ Free Diving
• Reading
• Exploring Nature

Fears:

• Fire
• Rogues
• Flying

Likes: Fill given spots (add more if necessary)

• Rain
• Running
• Outdoors
• Studying
• Reading
• Ocean and Lakes or any body of water
• Photography
• Helping Others

Dislikes:

• Crowded Rooms
• Airplanes
• Horror Movies
• Crying
• Pranks
• Snakes

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General Information

Significant Other: No one

Family Members:
Magtanggol Dalisay || Grandfather || Alive || Subordinate
Alon Dalisay || Father || Deceased || Pack Warrior
Liezel Dalisay || Mother || Deceased || Pack Warrior
Melchor Dalisay || Brother || Alive || Pack Warrior
Tala Dalisay || Sister-in-Law || Alive || Subordinate
Bayani Dalisay || Nephew || Alive || Subordinate

General Skills:

• Living off the land - She was taught from a young age how to use nature around her to survive. Whether that be creating shelters, knowing how to track or how to find water, or knowing what plants are safe to eat or use for medicine. She was taught all of it. Imee is especially knowledgeable on plants, this includes plants in her pack's territory and different plants from around the world that she has seen in either books or the pack's greenhouse.
• Filipino Martial Arts - Imee was taught the basics of all parts of Filipino Martial Arts but she is best in Arnis Stick Fighting. Despite knowing the basics and being decent at stick fighting she is not much of a fighter and if she had to fight another wolf she would only be able to defend herself and most likely end up losing.
• Medical Care - From trauma to just being ill, Imee was taught how to deal with hurt and sick pack members. While she is no where near as skilled as an actual pack healer, she knows how to stabilize and make sure a pack healer can make it to the injured/sick party. She is best with medicinal herbs, knowing plenty of recipes for different ointments or teas for treatment along with what each thing is meant to treat. She is currently working on better identifying just by the look and smell of ointments or mixed herbs so she can use non-labeled medicines if needed. Imee would much prefer labels though.
• Herbal Medicine - Imee is talented with plant identifying that goes into the most important part of herbal medicine. She also knows a good amount of recipes for different medicines. She still has room to grow and will only do so as she studies every day.
• Body Language Reading - As Imee never really was one for fighting and more helped with treating injuries after fights she would be around sparring individuals a fair amount. Due to this she has learned to read the basics of combat body language. Of course, she isn't quite sure how to use this to her benefit yet. Her best form of body language reading is a tie between the way emotions are portrayed via the body and reading the body for signs of hiding injuries or hiding illness, something a fair portion of her pack is known for doing as they all want to participate in everything they want to even if they shouldn't.
• Photography - She is self taught in photography, inheriting her father's digital camera. She enjoys it to relax, seeing it as the only thing in her life that doesn't take as much intense, studiousness. Imee does it simply as a hobby in her free time.

What Do You Have On You:

• Clothing - a pink turtle neck, a black jacket with a hood with a bit of fake white fur, gray leggings, and black boots.
• Purse - Passport, Philippines ID, Envelope of money given to her as a gift from her pack (mainly her Alpha and a few others who donated money to gift her, it contains just short of $2000. The most money she's ever had.), a small wallet containing only two pictures (one of when she was younger with her brother and parents, and one from recent with her nephew, sister-in-law, brother, and grandpa.)
• Book on the plants of the London Area
• Book on the history of the London Area

Personal Belongings: This includes anything of theirs that they will be keeping at Alpha Prep, ranging from a tv, computer, gaming stuff, personal items, etc. Household belongings.

• Loads of books and notebooks full of her person notes from self-learning
• All her clothes, though it is a small amount
• Her toiletries
• A few pictures of her family
• Her fighting sticks, made for her by her grandfather
• Her camera, was her father's but now it is hers
• Personal Medical Kit with herbal medicines
• Supplies needed to create herbal medicine
• Her mother's Latigo and Kalis, gifted to her by her grandfather. Her brother has her father's weapons.

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History

Insight on Life Back Home: There is the good and the bad when it comes to Imee's life back home. For the most part Imee was 'liked' by most people due to her caring nature, or maybe being easy to take advantage of because of said nature. She unfortunately was not quite aware of it and she only did what she thought was right, helping anyone who wanted or needed help. Whether it was a big thing or a small thing she was there to help. She did have people who openly took advantage of her kindness, often setting her up to make her think she was going to be helping someone only to prank the girl harshly. It had always been like that so she simply would just deal with it and no matter how much it hurt her inside she just smiled through the pain and continued helping people. There were a few people who genuinely needed the help and would be very appreciative. Those people were the reason she never stopped.

Now it may come as a surprise that she isn't working on becoming a Pack warrior like her parents and brother, but that is a story for another day. One of the biggest pieces of baggage she carries around. All that needs to be known is that the day her parents passed greatly affected both her and her brother, it made her the helpful person she was but with more secrets than one might think hides behind her wide smile.

Why Do You Think the Council Chose You? "I honestly wish I could answer this question, the only thing I can think of is maybe my desire to help. I don't think that is something good enough to make me a possible Alpha candidate.

Thoughts on Possibly Becoming an Alpha? "I'm thankful for the opportunity to be here and just get the chance to learn. I don't think I could be an Alpha though. I'm not strong or commanding. I know I'm not. I'm not Alpha material, but my grandfather made me promise to try my hardest at the academy so I will. For him."

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Additional Information

Theme Song: Stand in the Rain - Superchick
Aberrance: "I just like taking care of others, making sure people always have a smile on their face... I don't really know why I'm here."
Extra Information: "The prettiest smiles hide the deepest scars. The prettiest eyes have cried the most tears and the kindest hearts have felt the most pain" - Unkown

Alpha Prep: Werewolves of London (CLOSED)

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"Gihigugma ko ikaw ang akong matam-is nga babaye. Ikaw gitagana alang sa pagkadako ug magabuhat ug daku. Ayaw kalimti ang mga tawo dinhi sa Pilipinas." Her grandfather spoke, holding her shoulders before pulling her into a hug, blinking back his tears.

"Higugmaa usab ikaw nga lola. Nagsaad ako sa pagsulat kutob sa mahimo." Imee whispered in her grandfather's ear, closing her eyes as she took in the warmth from his embrace. She was going to miss him greatly. Releasing a breath she stepped back holding his hands in her own, a sad smile on her face as she looked to him.

"Sama sa gusto nako nga magpabilin nga nagatindog dinhi ug nakigsulti kanimo Kinahanglan ko nga moadto aron ako Makagusto Ingon sa mas gusto ko nga magpabilin nga nagatindog dinhi ug makig-istorya kanimo Kinahanglan kong moadto aron ako makasulay sa akong una nga biyahe ug paghimo sa akong koneksyon. Hinaut nga ang paglupad dili ingon ka daotan sa akong nadungog."

Imee's grandfather nodded understanding before hugging her one last time. They didn't say goodbye, their family never had. They felt goodbyes were too permanent. After the hug Imee went through security and shortly was off to the academy.

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Imee had never felt as much panic as she had when on those planes. It had gotten so bad on the first flight that a flight attendant had to help coach her through breathing exercises and keep her from passing out. When the flight attendant found out she had another flight she pulled a few strings and was able to get Imee something to knock her out for the flight. She was very grateful for the woman for all her help.

Now that she was back on land, Imelda had decided she'd rather have to speak in front of her whole pack than ever step foot on another plane or anything that took her into the air. Heights weren't a problem to her, but not having control over how high she goes... that is another story. Once this was all over, Imee was just going to have to get a boat home or even swim. She couldn't handle that panic again.

Even the van she was made to sit in where she was soon surrounded by intimidating people her age was better than the damn plane.

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It wasn't hard for Imee to fall asleep shortly after the van began to move. The stressful plane rides and the jet lag had her exhausted. It wasn't until a few hours later that she came back to, her head resting on the cold window beside her as she heard someone speaking from the front. Sitting upright and focusing in on the words she realized it was the man in charge, Councilman Corbyn... Corbyn. What a different name compared to those she was used to. It was something she was going to have to get used to now though as she seemed to be surrounded by people from the west.

Realizing she had zoned out Imee refocused only to realize they had arrived. Looking out the window she was in awe of the building. It was bigger than anything she had ever seen. Once again she heard speaking and Imee quickly realized it was the other candidates, introducing themselves it seemed. She watched them curiously until a harsh voice spoke up. As he passed by Imee she basically cowered away from him. All of the people were intimidating but he was even more so. It just made her realize how much she really didn't fit in, especially as she heard snickering from some of the others who seemed to be from another van. Imee didn't know if it was directed towards her but she was pretty sure it was.

With her head down, Imee quickly retrieved her one bag from the back of the van and followed the slow trickle of people going towards the building. All the while wanting to be anywhere but where she was.

Translations

In order of the appearance:(I'm using google translate so I cant guarantee it is 100% correct)

"I love you my sweet girl. You are destined for greatness and will do great. Just don't forget about us folk back here in the Philippines."

"I love you too grandfather. I promise to write home as much as possible."

"As much as I'd prefer to keep standing here and talking to you I need to go so I can catch my first flight and make my connection. Hopefully flying is not as bad as I heard it is.""

Alpha Prep: Werewolves of London (CLOSED)

Imelda 'Imee' Dalisay

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Imee Dalisay

^{Face Claim: Nadine Lustre}
"The most worth-while thing is to try to put happiness into the lives of others." -Robert Baden-Powell

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Character Summary

Full Birth-Given Name: Imelda Analyn Dalisay
Aliases: Imee
Birthday: September 7th
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Filipino
Birth Place: Philippines
Prior Rank: Subordinate
Languages: Filipino/Tagalog, Cebuano, English

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Physical Appearance

Height: 5'3" as a human | 4' as a wolf
Weight: 117 lbs as a human | 283 lbs as a wolf
Body Type: Petite but athletic
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Black hair | Sandy/tan fur
Skin Tone: Morena skin tone
Body Alterations: Imee has an armband tribal tattoo that she got as part of tradition after ones first shift in the pack. It is mid-bicep on her left arm.
Personal Style: Imee has a very simple style. She tends to wear more solid colored items or basic prints/patterns if there is one. Her outfits are always just more on the plain side, whether it is jeans and a shirt or a simple dress. It isn't that Imee doesn't want to try different styles of clothing, the only difficulty is she is unable to afford anything really more than her simple style. If she has on something a bit more extravagant or out there, she almost 100% got it from a thrift store.
If she is wearing makeup it is never more than mascara and maybe a little lip gloss or lip tint she was gifted from her sister-in-law. Hair wise, Imee tends to either have some of her hair put up if not all of it. Her having her hair down is only for rare and special occasions.

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Psychology

| Altruistic to a fault || Secretive || Passionate || Timid |

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Imee is too nice for her own good. She has always put other people first even at the risk of herself. It doesn't help that she doesn't have the ability to say no to anyone if they ask her for something, she is too shy and scared to deny helping others at the risk of not knowing what the consequences are. When not helping people, she is quiet and often basically invisible, keeping to herself and trying to not draw anymore attention to herself than she already does with her hobbies of helping others and making herbal medicines. While Imee won't be the one to stand up for you if you are being bullied, more often than not being the one targeted due to her nature, she will be there to help pick you up and take care of you after all is said and done.
Habits:

• chews lip when nervous or when lost in thoughts
• hums absentmindedly when working on anything related to her knowledge on plants
• freezes up and/or stutters if too much attention is put on her
• wraps arms around herself to help feel secure
• chews on the ends of pens when studying

Hobbies:

• Photography
• Running
• Swimming/ Free Diving
• Reading
• Exploring Nature

Fears:

• Fire
• Rogues
• Flying

Likes: Fill given spots (add more if necessary)

• Rain
• Running
• Outdoors
• Studying
• Reading
• Ocean and Lakes or any body of water
• Photography
• Helping Others

Dislikes:

• Crowded Rooms
• Airplanes
• Horror Movies
• Crying
• Pranks
• Snakes

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General Information

Significant Other: No one

Family Members:
Magtanggol Dalisay || Grandfather || Alive || Subordinate
Alon Dalisay || Father || Deceased || Pack Warrior
Liezel Dalisay || Mother || Deceased || Pack Warrior
Melchor Dalisay || Brother || Alive || Pack Warrior
Tala Dalisay || Sister-in-Law || Alive || Subordinate
Bayani Dalisay || Nephew || Alive || Subordinate

General Skills:

• Living off the land - She was taught from a young age how to use nature around her to survive. Whether that be creating shelters, knowing how to track or how to find water, or knowing what plants are safe to eat or use for medicine. She was taught all of it. Imee is especially knowledgeable on plants, this includes plants in her pack's territory and different plants from around the world that she has seen in either books or the pack's greenhouse.
• Filipino Martial Arts - Imee was taught the basics of all parts of Filipino Martial Arts but she is best in Arnis Stick Fighting. Despite knowing the basics and being decent at stick fighting she is not much of a fighter and if she had to fight another wolf she would only be able to defend herself and most likely end up losing.
• Medical Care - From trauma to just being ill, Imee was taught how to deal with hurt and sick pack members. While she is no where near as skilled as an actual pack healer, she knows how to stabilize and make sure a pack healer can make it to the injured/sick party. She is best with medicinal herbs, knowing plenty of recipes for different ointments or teas for treatment along with what each thing is meant to treat. She is currently working on better identifying just by the look and smell of ointments or mixed herbs so she can use non-labeled medicines if needed. Imee would much prefer labels though.
• Herbal Medicine - Imee is talented with plant identifying that goes into the most important part of herbal medicine. She also knows a good amount of recipes for different medicines. She still has room to grow and will only do so as she studies every day.
• Body Language Reading - As Imee never really was one for fighting and more helped with treating injuries after fights she would be around sparring individuals a fair amount. Due to this she has learned to read the basics of combat body language. Of course, she isn't quite sure how to use this to her benefit yet. Her best form of body language reading is a tie between the way emotions are portrayed via the body and reading the body for signs of hiding injuries or hiding illness, something a fair portion of her pack is known for doing as they all want to participate in everything they want to even if they shouldn't.
• Photography - She is self taught in photography, inheriting her father's digital camera. She enjoys it to relax, seeing it as the only thing in her life that doesn't take as much intense, studiousness. Imee does it simply as a hobby in her free time.

What Do You Have On You:

• Clothing - a pink turtle neck, a black jacket with a hood with a bit of fake white fur, gray leggings, and black boots.
• Purse - Passport, Philippines ID, Envelope of money given to her as a gift from her pack (mainly her Alpha and a few others who donated money to gift her, it contains just short of $2000. The most money she's ever had.), a small wallet containing only two pictures (one of when she was younger with her brother and parents, and one from recent with her nephew, sister-in-law, brother, and grandpa.)
• Book on the plants of the London Area
• Book on the history of the London Area

Personal Belongings: This includes anything of theirs that they will be keeping at Alpha Prep, ranging from a tv, computer, gaming stuff, personal items, etc. Household belongings.

• Loads of books and notebooks full of her person notes from self-learning
• All her clothes, though it is a small amount
• Her toiletries
• A few pictures of her family
• Her fighting sticks, made for her by her grandfather
• Her camera, was her father's but now it is hers
• Personal Medical Kit with herbal medicines
• Supplies needed to create herbal medicine
• Her mother's Latigo and Kalis, gifted to her by her grandfather. Her brother has her father's weapons.

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History

Insight on Life Back Home: There is the good and the bad when it comes to Imee's life back home. For the most part Imee was 'liked' by most people due to her caring nature, or maybe being easy to take advantage of because of said nature. She unfortunately was not quite aware of it and she only did what she thought was right, helping anyone who wanted or needed help. Whether it was a big thing or a small thing she was there to help. She did have people who openly took advantage of her kindness, often setting her up to make her think she was going to be helping someone only to prank the girl harshly. It had always been like that so she simply would just deal with it and no matter how much it hurt her inside she just smiled through the pain and continued helping people. There were a few people who genuinely needed the help and would be very appreciative. Those people were the reason she never stopped.

Now it may come as a surprise that she isn't working on becoming a Pack warrior like her parents and brother, but that is a story for another day. One of the biggest pieces of baggage she carries around. All that needs to be known is that the day her parents passed greatly affected both her and her brother, it made her the helpful person she was but with more secrets than one might think hides behind her wide smile.

Why Do You Think the Council Chose You? "I honestly wish I could answer this question, the only thing I can think of is maybe my desire to help. I don't think that is something good enough to make me a possible Alpha candidate.

Thoughts on Possibly Becoming an Alpha? "I'm thankful for the opportunity to be here and just get the chance to learn. I don't think I could be an Alpha though. I'm not strong or commanding. I know I'm not. I'm not Alpha material, but my grandfather made me promise to try my hardest at the academy so I will. For him."

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Additional Information

Theme Song: Stand in the Rain - Superchick
Aberrance: "I just like taking care of others, making sure people always have a smile on their face... I don't really know why I'm here."
Extra Information: "The prettiest smiles hide the deepest scars. The prettiest eyes have cried the most tears and the kindest hearts have felt the most pain" - Unkown

Alpha Prep: Werewolves of London

Has caught some of my interested

{Open to Application} Rebellion is Our Calling - Revive

As you can all see, there is a reason @Aerandir is my co-gm. I've been keeping up for the most part with everything on here I just struggle with some health stuff that just makes it easier for Aer to be the main communication at times. So I'm sorry if I come off as a horrid GM, I promise I am still here and taking in everything everyone is saying. Some days are just better than others ya know.

Anyways onto the important stuff.

@Ophidian I very much am intrigued and interested in how your guild will play out in the roleplay. Looking forward to your character!

@Legion02 I don't have all the magic thought out and am still throwing things around in my head to figure out the best for this world. What Aer said about the Vanguard not liking magic users but the King being intrigued is true. As far as a magic guild, I find the idea interesting and intriguing. I'll let you know when I have finalized ideas for the magic, but if you have any suggestions or ideas for how you think the magic in the world can be just let me know. I'd love to hear your thoughts.

{Open to Application} Rebellion is Our Calling - Revive

Eleanor Tricaelian

Name
Eleanor Rose Tricaelian

Race/Faction
Originally Kingdom but leaves and joins Rebellion

Age
26

Appearance

Eleanor stands gracefully at a petite 5'4", despite being on the shorter side she was blessed with what she has been told is the body of a perfect woman. Eleanor is on the smaller side but still has some curve to her, which disgustingly gets pointed out when some lords get drunk and decide to bother her. Her hair is a brilliant auburn red, unlike any of the rest of her family, complementing her soft baby blue eyes and porcelain skin. It is said when she smiles, her eyes sparkle in the light but if she is upset the color changes to a darker stormy blue. The truth is just the light playing tricks. It is rare to see her without her smile though, she tends to hold a
smile even when no one else does, warming the coldest of days with her presence.

Eleanor is expected to look her best and always be in a dress. For the most part she would not mind such a thing if it wasn't for some of the dresses she is forced to wear being extremely uncomfortable. Not to mention her father banned her from trousers... ever. Of course, that does not stop the girl from the occasional use of trousers. Especially when going riding. She will wear some under her dress and just hike the skirt up in order to better ride the horse instead of simply going side saddle the whole time. If she is going to be in public she of course will not do such a thing. She also tends to wear what she wants even if her father requested one thing. Her hair changes a bit each day, but for the most part it is either its natural wave or is curled just with some intricate braids and hair pieces added.

Class
Royalty - Princess

Motivation
Eleanor has always been someone who has made time to get to know everyone who works in the castle along with her personal maids and her 'ladies-in-waiting' that were there to help her and in a way be her forced friends. Despite this she got to know all of them well and has befriended most of her 'ladies-in-waiting' along with the people in the castle. Through Eleanor's friendships with people in the castle she learned of a few of the darker things that happened outside of the castle walls, the things she was blinded from. She learned of horrid things her father or brother did and would be disgusted by. As more and more of these things piled up along with things she learned from Fenros she began to want to change the way her kingdom was run. Then when she found out about a secret her father had been keeping for years... well it just pushed her to the edge and she knew right then and there she would have to take charge of her own destiny and work towards changing the kingdom for the better.

History
Born and raised a royal, Eleanor has always had a simple and easy life of luxury. The girl could get anything she wanted when she wanted it. But much to the shock of others, she didn't become spoiled and lazy like most would expect of someone in her situation. The girl simply had too much desire to explore the world and do as much as she would be allowed to.

The King decided as soon as his daughter was born that she would be a a perfect pawn for his plans and began training her in the ways of a woman, of a royal, and of diplomacy. For many of her younger years Eleanor's time was always filled with some sort of training; from tea to sewing to eating and walking properly to speaking at the right times. She became her father's perfect daughter and the perfect princess, but she didn't follow all the rules she had learned when not around nobles and her father.

The princess enjoyed not being prim or proper at times. Enjoyed speaking without being spoken to. Eleanor did not agree with a lot of things that she was supposed to be and set out to defy them, even if she had to do so in secret. She had learned the hard way not to defy the way things are supposed to be in front of her father when he slapped her for her disobedience. From that point on she set to only defy things in secret or away from her father.

One thing she did defy not in secret though, was how she was supposed to act around commoners and those below her. It was well known that Princess Eleanor was a kind and generous woman who, unlike her father and brother, did not punish the people of the kingdom she came upon for small stupid things. Instead asking them what they needed help with and trying to do her best to assist them, usually by giving them some money.

Strengths
- Diplomacy
- Speaking (speeches/motivating people to come together/etc)
- Empathy
- Natural at Horseback riding
- Minor Healing Herb Knowledge/ Healing Magic skill

Weakness
- Naivety
- Empathy (both strength and weakness)
- Physical strength and stamina is not very high due to her way of life
- Her Emotions, she always keeps up a happy front and dealing with more negative and intense emotions can be harder for her.



What is the most important thing to know about your character?
Eleanor holds a strong love for her kingdom and its people. Unlike most she does not view herself above the commoners, she only views herself as being lucky enough to have been born into the family she was. Which makes her believe that she should only use her power that she holds over others when it is necessary and correct time to use it. When she does decided to use said power, Eleanor has a certain way with words that she naturally came by. Her father has had her use it to motivate warriors before they set off for war or a fight and the feedback is always positive with people saying her words spoke to a different part of them and just enhanced their drive and motivation to win.

What is your character's greatest flaw?
Eleanor is much too caring and naive to the way the outer world works. She has a view that there is good in everyone even if it is hard to see at first, so she will stop to help anyone she can even if it puts her in danger. Sometimes without knowing she is even in any danger, other times willingly putting herself in danger just to help others.

Why should your character be in a position to influence an entire country?
Eleanor was raised within the world of diplomacy and was made to sit with her father through court since a young age. Even if she was not going to be the one to inherit the throne her father wanted her to know the inner and outer workings of what it is like to run a kingdom as she would be the one to step in if her father needed to leave the castle to attend to something for a few days while her brother finished his training. The same would be done by her for if her brother had to leave the castle for some time once he took throne. Eleanor was basically trained to be the backup ruler in times of need.

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Snow Day!

"Watch out!" The brunette called out with a laugh as she watched a ball of snow hit her friend and one of her 'ladies-in-waiting', Selene, in the side of the head. Selene stood in shock for a moment before looking a short ways across the snowy field to where two more of the 'ladies-in-waiting' were standing giggling with snowballs in their hands.

"Did you just!?" Selene stared, half in shock and half smiling at the two before looking back to the princess, the two making eye contact and instantly knowing what the other was thinking. The two girls took off running, stopping when they reached a nice mound of snow they could kneel behind to take cover all the while giggling. They then began to make as many snow balls as they could creating a pile of them.

When the two girls were ready, Eleanor peaked her head over the mound of snow only to have to quickly duck back down as a snow ball flew over her head. The two girls then picked up as many of the snow balls as they could and stood up. The four girls ran at each other throwing the cold balls of powdery snow at each other. They continued just throwing the snow, playing around as their laughter rang out in the field.

Eventually the four of them could be found lying down in the snow, Selene having stumbled and taken Fiona down with her. Then when Eleanor and Lily went to help them up, the two girls in the snow just pulled the other two down to join them. The four were giggling with each other, all of them trying to stop to catch their breath. They would have stayed there for a while if it wasn't for the sound of approaching people.

The girls quickly got up and the three 'ladies-in-waiting' helped the princess fix her attire and hair before bothering with their own. When they finished, they turned and faced who was approaching. Around the bend and towards the castle, which they were out infant of, her father along with his guards and some lords could be seen approaching on horseback.

Eleanor internally cursed herself for forgetting her father was returning today. When the group stopped their horses near the girls and looked to them, the four bowed to the king. "Father," she began as she bowed her head, "I see that you had a good trip." She hoped that it had been a good trip, that way he would be in a good mood.

"The trip was excellent, accept for a few commoners whom we had to remind of their place. We sure did make an example out of them for the others to see didn't we boys." The king let out a hearty chuckle, the rest of his men joining in with the king. "Don't waste too much time out here when you could be doing something more productive." Her father began as the group of men began moving, his cheeriness gone, "Also, remember that you are expected at court later this evening Eleanor." He called over his shoulder.

Eleanor watched her father leave, her stomach churning at the thoughts of what he possibly did to the poor commoners. She closed her eyes and drew a breath in, her smile returning to her face as she turned to the other girls. "Why don't we head inside and get warmed up by the fire with some tea?" The princess suggested, the others agreeing as they headed inside. Eleanor would have to ask Fenros later if he knew what her father did to those commoners, she wanted to figure out a way to fix her father's wrongs. She didn't know how yet, but she would figure something out.

Bow Training

The string was drawn back to its furthest point, the arrow notched in as Eleanor took aim for the target on the tree. She took a deep and slow breath in and as she breathed out she released the arrow. The arrow hit the target but on the outer ring’s edge causing the girl to let out an annoyed huff of air.

“Five times in a row… on almost the same exact spot! How can I be that precise yet have no accuracy!” The princess exclaimed, annoyed with how her current archery lesson was going. Eleanor walked over to the target and ripped the arrow out of it and put it in the quiver on her back before sitting on a log nearby with a huff, resting her chin on her hand. Giving little thoughts to the fact she was dirtying her dress.

Fenros was standing to the side, slightly leaning on his longbow as he tried to hold in a smile. “It’s certainly a talent El. I cannot not say I ever seen anyone who has such great grouping while missing their target every time.” He did know what the probable issue was, but he enjoyed teasing the princess a little too much.

He walked over to her, holding his own bow. He then crouched down on the balls of his feet as he looked her eye to eye. “Still it’s an improvement. I do remember that first day when you nearly shot me.”

When Fenros began to tease her Eleanor stuck her tongue out at him not caring that she came across as childish, Fenros was one of few she could truly relax and be herself around still. “I do believe I was aiming for you that time.” She grinned widely remembering her first day as well. “It is almost as bad as my first day trying to shoot a moving target where I ended up almost hitting Lord Grier on his afternoon stroll and we had to run and hide. That one I still blame you for. I told you I couldn’t see the rabbit that well but you insisted I was aiming in the correct direction and to just look for movement!” Eleanor giggled at the memory.

Fenros only smiled at her comment at her aiming for him….sometimes he wondered. When she then moved onto the story of Lord Grier. He shook his head with a chuckle...he honestly thought that was it for them that day. He then said with a slight shrug. “It’s not my fault. I saw the rabbit clearly, I pointed you in the correct direction. Though… I do see why you confused him with a rabbit. He does have some very large front teeth.” He pulled up his own lip to emphasize the statement by showing his own teeth like a rabbit.He remembered how they ran and dove under a bush near a ditch. Only if the lord looked a little to his right he would have caught them.

He smiled fondly at the memory. It was then he realized how much he liked the princess.
Standing up he offered his hand. “Let's try one more time. Perhaps we can fill the right side of the target with holes instead of the left.”

Eleanor covered her mouth as she tried to keep from laughing at what Fenros said about Lord Grier. She whacked his arm with her hand after successfully stopping the laugh, “He does not!” She exclaimed, although her face betrayed her as did her own voice as she let out a slight laugh after she hit him. She then took his hand letting him help her up, shaking her head at what he said. “Shut up why don’t you.” Eleanor gave him a playful glare as she walked over to where she shot from.

Pulling an arrow from her quiver on her back she notched the arrow and looked at the target as she took a few slow breaths focusing herself back on the target and pushing their joking aside for the time being. Eleanor lifted the bow up and drew the string back aiming for the bullseye, she was going to release the arrow when she decided to try something. She shifted her aim a bit down to the right, if her last arrow had hit up in the left corner maybe this would help. When she released the arrow and watched it fly. It hit the target, not the bullseye but also not the top left corner, this time it was in between the two. Closer to the main target. A grin broke out on her face as she looked at Fenros for his feedback on that shot.

Fenros loved it when she laughed, and enjoyed when he was able to make her laugh. Taking the hit on the arm like a badge of honor. He grinned even more when she told him to shut up. He made sure he was well behind her as he studied her stance. He noticed the shift in her aim which did make it closer to the target. He noticed a few more things. As he once again was leaning on his longbow with his chin, covering just his mouth. She turned to him with a smile and he sat there, looking at the target for a bit. Then back to the princess as she was expecting his input. He raised himself up quickly as if just catching on to what she was expecting. “I’m sorry, I can talk now? Only a few moments ago you told me to shut up.”

Eleanor rolled her eyes and gave Fenros a pointed look that said, ’What do you think?’.

“Just making sure.” He added with a large grin. Nodding to the target he then said, “It was better. But I think your grip may be a little too stiff.” He walked forward and motioned her to get into her stance. He then touched her bow hand with his, indicating the middle finger, ring and pinkie. “These three fingers need to be more relaxed. When they are gripping tightly, the tension they create can misplace the arrow just like it did." He then quickly pulled an arrow out of his quiver and aimed, holding the bow just like she did and fired. Like hers, his arrow was high and to the left. Then he nocked another arrow and looked at her, raising the three fingers to indicate that he was relaxing them. And fired once more just as quickly, the arrow hit the center target.

“Now you try.” he said nodding to her.

Eleanor got into her stance as he asked her to and listened to him carefully, when he touched her hand a confusing warm tingling sensation spread from where he touched her but she ignored it focusing on the task at hand. She watched as he shot an arrow like she normally did and then proceeded to do so after relaxing his fingers. While she didn’t think she’d do as good as he did, she was willing to give it a try.

Focusing on remembering what Fenros had just told her, Eleanor notched an arrow and drew it back. She looked to her bow hand and noticed she was gripping the bow tightly so she relaxed her three fingers like she was told to do, it felt a bit odd since she hadn’t been shooting like that, but that wouldn’t stop her. Eleanor then refocused on the target and took aim before releasing the arrow. It hit just off the center target a bit up to the left. She once again smiled, she hadn’t done it perfectly but it was definitely a lot better than before.

Fenros grinned as she instantly hit the center target. While not a bullseye it was still impressive after one tweak. He looked back to her admiring her even more. “Excellent.” He turned towards the target and cocked his head, silent for a moment. He was sure she could group the rest of her arrows into the center target now that was fixed. He nodded while he pursed his lips. “Shall we try a moving target again?” He asked. Suddenly looking around him as if searching for a target and with a straight face, “Where is Lord Grier anyways?"