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Morning dawned over the capital city of Abona and the streets were starting to fill with people of all walks of life. The sun bathed the dark streets in color. On the western end of the city sat the Brooks District, one of the largest areas of Abona and where a vast majority of its inhabitants lived. It held a variety of areas, including the slums and the more rundown areas of the city. Moving farther east you would enter the district of Raven Ford. This area held a vast majority of the markets and shops that Abona was quite proud of. At the edge of this district lay a large wall that separated the castle and wealthy nobility from the common folk. Within the walls of the castle, inside the throne room, paced a tall and slender dark haired high elven woman. Queen Maeve sat upon her throne awaiting those who would answer her call, her fingernails tapping eagerly against the side. A servant stood near the entrance of the room, watching the queen nervously while also continuously glancing out into the hall as they watched for the guest to be brought in.

About a week ago, Maeve had sent out a letter to all the towns within her kingdom in search of the best monster hunters in the land. The counsel of Abona had met, determining that the threat of monsters had become too great and something needed to be done. So here she was, awaiting those eager for money and land to enter the throne room.

The servant glanced out into the hall once again and jumped as he saw the guards leading a large group of people towards him. ”My Lady, they have arrived!” He said quickly as he spun back around to face his queen. In the hallway, two guards led a group of 16 in before Queen Maeve.


Time: 11 am
Location: Entrance Hall of Sorian Castle
Attire: Outfit. Hair, and Makeup
Interactions: @Apex Sunburn Sjan-dehk
Mentions: @SausagePat Ruby




Saiya had considered sticking around for a bit and possibly speaking with one of the other princes, but she decided it may not be best to test her luck with these women. She had cut in line, after all, so it was likely wise to speak to one and then take her leave. As she was doing so, however, she watched the guards gather to drag the poor girl out and she briefly considered doing something to try and help, but it seemed like someone else may have been beating her to it. She was slow in her exit, eaves dropping the conversation and smirking a little as the man slightly drew his sword. Something about his body language indicated mischief in the making, though someone without a trained eye would have likely missed it.

Figuring things were taken care of, she stepped out into the throng of women still waiting to meet with the prince. She noticed several glares and could hear a few whispers, but she initially planned to just tune them out as she left. It was at that moment that someone ran into her and she let out a small gasp, stumbling a little yet catching herself before she fell. It had rather surprised her, especially with the force behind it, but she quickly turned to see the man from earlier. He seemed just as surprised as she was as she looked up at him. A friendly smile crossed her lips as her hands raised, waving them a little. ”No need to apologize, I am unharmed I assure you. It takes far more than that to harm me.” She said in her soft, melodic voice as she gave him an Alidashtian bow.

”My god, do you see those scars on her? How hideous!”

”A tragedy, for sure. A beauty and a horror wrapped in one.”

These whispers were louder, purposely meant for her to hear, and Saiya couldn’t keep from flinching. One of her hands subconsciously traced one of the longer, more significant scars on her arm as memories of her fathers anger and lessons flashed in her mind. She paled ever so slightly, but quickly shoved those thoughts and feelings aside as she tried to focus back in on the man in front of her. ”I’m Lady Saiya Ansari of Alidasht, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” The smile once again returned to her face, but there was a level of force behind it as she still battled with her inner demons.



Time: 11 AM
Location: Execution at the Athletic Arena
Attire: Outfit
Interaction: @Helo Leo
Mentions:



Leo did have a point, hope could create quite the cage for people if wielded right. A lot of people didn’t realize what kind of weapon hope could be. It was Leo’s next words that really caught Mina’s attention as he divulged more into what happened last night. He was right, Sorian certainly did feel less stable, but it was the statement of all the nobles having lost their memories of the night that she latched onto. That was very bizarre and part of Mina was still glad she hadn’t gone, but the other side of her was incredibly disappointed she’d missed it. Perhaps she could have gotten some answers to some questions. Perhaps she would pay the two youngest Danrose siblings a visit.

”I shall certainly keep that in mind, thank you for informing me. I definitely feel like this season is going to be much different from any of the others before this.” She responded, mirroring his quieter tone. Before she could say much more, however, it seemed that the execution was about to begin. Her full attention was once again on the event in front of them. Execution at the pyre, that seemed to be the choice made to execute this man, and it made Mina cringe some. Of all the methods they could choose, this was certainly one of the cruelest. It was often a fairly slow and painful death and Mina quietly hoped for this one to go quickly.

The charges against Nesworth were read and then they allowed him some final words, something that caused her to have a bad feeling. His words were chilling and something that certainly made him sound absolutely mad. Something was wrong, something was very wrong. He spoke of “the power” and she could have sworn he locked eyes with her for a moment, but then wondered if this was merely in her head. Why was she suddenly feeling dizzy? One hand went to her head and the other reached out, gently touching Leo’s arm as the wind picked up some. ”I…Leo, something isn’t right…” She breathed out as she closed her eyes for a moment, trying to steady herself.

When she finally opened her eyes again, the pyre was ablaze and the guard practically dove off the platform to roll around and put out his pants. She’d only watched for a moment before locking eyes with the burning man and if she hadn’t been looking so closely she would have missed the flash of the red glow in his eyes. It was gone as quickly as it had appeared. No…was he…as she stared at the laughing man, she almost jumped when she saw him step out of the flames, still staring at her. No one else seemed to notice this, however, and slowly Mina began to realize what was happening. Suddenly, the vision of Cameron Nesworth was directly in front of her and she couldn’t keep from stumbling back some. It was in her head, it was all in her head, this wasn’t real. ”Oh, you’ve been touched but you can’t hear, can you? Let me help you with that…” He reached out and caressed her cheek, then everything went black before Mina collapsed. To Leo and anyone else nearby, they would have simply seen Mina turn pale, stumble backwards, before fainting.



Long ago it was said monsters and demons ruled…


The world was a messy place and dangerous to live in. Some of the races of the world came together and decided something needed to be done. It is said a group of noble hunters stepped up to seal away the demon lord, Ulgoran, who was believed to be the source of all these monsters. This demon lord had held his seat of power for well over a century before being bested by the hunters, who sealed his power and body away in a long-forgotten tomb in a place they refused to tell anyone. History talks of how the hunters then went their separate ways, and soon the land began to heal and prosper without the threat of monsters looming around every corner.

Several centuries later, however, the monster epidemic seems to once more be on the rise. For over 50 years now, the small country of Athia has seen more monster activity than ever before. Prompted by Queen Maeve of Athia, the city council of Abona decided to put out the call for experienced adventurers far and wide to enter their borders and help solve this growing issue. The Captain of the Guard, Theodoric Von Duvan, has managed to track what he can only assume is the source of this growing infestation to a cave in the mountains, where a powerful presence seems to reside.

Those who answer the call are promised land and wealth for them and their next of kin, should they succeed. But as simple as the objective sounds, there seems to be something that people are not letting on about. Rumors of monster-sympathizers run the streets. Cults have begun to form, prophesying the return of Ulgoran. The people's trust in one another has begun to falter as there have been tales of people turning into these creatures and turning on their countrymen. Many have gone missing in the night, never to be heard from again or their bodies turn up devoid of blood. Where does the truth lie in this strange neck of the woods? Does our telltale group of ragabonds, misfits, and prodigies have the skill and prowess to tackle the issues laid before them? Or will the forces of evil prove to be too strong for mankind once again? What if things aren’t all that they seem?







This RP is closed as this is a small group RP for invited players only. For those of you that have been invited, use this character sheet for your characters please. You can choose to be as detailed as you want with it, just have fun!



Time: 11 AM
Location: Execution at the Athletic Arena
Attire: Outfit
Interaction: @Helo Leo
Mentions:



The tightening of Leo’s jaw wasn’t lost on Mina and she realized that her words could have been misunderstood as her not caring about the disappearance of his father. The truth was that her feelings on the matter were quite the opposite. She’d lost a parent of her own and never knew the other, it was something she’d never wish on anyone. ”Quite capable hands indeed, I was merely unsure if anything had changed since I’d last seen you.” She said and then her tone softened some as she glanced at him once more. ”I keep hoping I hear word that your father is found and in good health.” She said, tone gentle and truthful.

She was mildly intrigued by his comment of “last night's folly”, but wasn’t entirely surprised to learn that the afterparty got a little out of hand. The logical side of her was glad she couldn’t make it, knowing it would have brought unwanted attention upon her uncle. Yet, at the same time, she wondered if there was a missed opportunity there. She couldn’t dwell too much on it, however, as it was in the past and there was certainly going to be more of those parties.

”Oh I certainly agree with you, it is effective for a while. It’s the instant the ruler stops appearing for them, however, that things become more likely for a turn to be taken.” She pointed out, the fact neither Edin nor Alibeth were there not being lost on her. There was a slight smile on her face as she mirrored some of his excitement, even if it was only to remain on familiar ground with him. ”Because once they stop appearing, people begin to question things. They question how much those ruling over them actually care about their wellbeing. It’s poor form when they don’t appear because it removes the hope of a pardon and hope is a powerful thing to keep feeding into.” She went on to explain her views on the matter, but then was chuckling in agreement about being glad Varian had moved beyond such barbarics.

Taking note of the rage filled eyes of the man that was about to be executed, she had to agree with Leo that something was different with this one. ”I see what you mean, how very intriguing. Perhaps we’re about to witness something that’ll make history? Wouldn’t that be thrilling.” She was feeding into his excitement, yet found herself eager just to know what this man had down to earn himself such a sentence.


Time: 11 am
Location: Vikena Estate
Interactions: @princess Charlotte, @Conscripts John
Mentions:
Outfit: Dress, Stockings, Boots




The warmth and comfort brought on just purely from Charlotte taking her hands caused Thea to choke up again and she began to tremble ever so slightly. She bit her lip as she tried desperately to keep from losing it again. ”I…H-he…” She was struggling to find the words to explain her sudden intrusion. It was John approaching them that helped to clear her head ever so slightly. She blinked at him as spoke of the checkup she’d skipped out on this morning, but he was blaming himself for it and this threw her off a bit. ”W-wait…” She couldn’t stop herself from mumbling out, her mind reeling. He wanted to talk to her now? Was he upset with her maybe? A pang of anxiety ran through her briefly as she began looking between the two.

”Y-you don’t have to lie about that, John. I s-skipped out on the appointment, I…” Her voice broke a bit again as she thought of last night, of Felix, then of the letter. She took a shaky breath as she glanced at the paper in her hands. ”I suppose we can speak…” She said, but glanced over at Charlotte and held out the letter.

”Um…t-this will explain things some…” She said as she handed it to her and then turned back to John.


Time: 11 AM
Location: Guest House—>Execution at the Athletic Arena
Attire: Outfit
Interaction: @Helo Leo
Mentions:



Mina had seemed to sleep in far later than she’d intended, but what was one to expect when they were up until the early hours of morning. It seemed her uncle had already ushered out the young, lesser noble man who’d spent the night in her bed. She hadn’t even heard him stir, she had been so exhausted. She yawned some as she slowly got out of bed and smoothed out her nightgown. On quiet feet, she padded towards her bedroom door and opened it a crack to glance out into the drawing room. ”Uncle, are you awake yet?” She called out, but a maid answered her instead.

”I’m sorry Lady Mina, but Count Blackwood headed out about an hour ago. He said he had some business to attend to.” So her uncle was feeling well enough to go out and about? Well that was a good sign. Mina thanked the maid and requested some tea before going to get dressed for the day. She decided to go for a bit of a different look today, finding a pair of black pants and pairing it with a white ruffled shirt. She left the top few buttons undone, showing off some of her cleavage before putting on a black underbust corset. She then paired the entire thing with some black boots, finishing getting dressed just before her tea arrived.

She sat down to drink the tea while reading over the morning paper. She took note of the poor woman who seemed to have a reward out for her, wondering all of what she did to piss off some noble. They wanted her alive so either someone wanted to exact justice themselves or she wasn’t all that dangerous. She then moved onto the gossip column, reading over the absurd things written there. Whoever wrote this certainly had a wild imagination and Mina was rather surprised that she hadn’t ended up in the paper yet. She knew she likely would at some point and she would get a good laugh when she did. She didn’t laugh, however, when she read Charlotte’s name. Instead, Mina felt a bit of irritation for whoever decided to drag the poor woman through the mud like that. If she ever found out, she would certainly have some strong words for the person who wrote the Morning Tea.

Once she finished up, Mina decided it was time to start her day. She’d taken a moment to memorize the events that were happening for the day and truly wasn’t sure what she wanted to do. At very least, she could head to the execution that was scheduled for 11. The public display of an execution was something gruesome and horrible, but it brought some useful things. First, people often were loose lipped at executions as they longed to gossip about whatever they heard. While gossip wasn’t always completely truthful, it could help one discover what was the truth. Second, it displayed the power and stability of the government and often brought out what the people thought of such things. Mina was more interested in the former reason, curious on what this man had done to earn such an end.

Mina had entered the arena just before they led the man out, quietly listening to those she passed and eyes scanning over the people who’d decided to attend as she looked for a spot to watch. She was mildly surprised to see that neither the King or Queen attended this execution, something she found to be a poor decision. It indicated that they cared little for their people nor would this man have even a chance to be pardoned. His fate was sealed and Mina felt a moment of pity for the man, despite knowing that he could very much be guilty of whatever crime they claimed he committed.

Her eyes caught sight of familiar curly, red hair and her gaze fell on Lord Leo Smithwood. A soft smile crossed her lips as she made her way towards him, seeing an empty spot that would suit her need to watch the execution. ”I’m thankful to see a familiar face here, Lord Smithwood…or is it Duke Smithwood now?” She greeted him as she dipped into a brief curtsy. Her eyes traveled back to the convicted man once more and she let out a small sigh. ”A shame that such barbaric displays of power are still felt to be necessary. It’s no wonder many sentenced to death try to find ways to escape or kill themselves before being put on display.”


Time: 11 am
Location: Vikena Estate
Interactions: @princess Charlotte, @Prosaic Devan, @Conscripts John
Mentions:
Outfit: Dress, Stockings, Boots




She hadn’t won the entire competition, but Thea didn’t mind that. She had gone merely as a distraction, but she was slightly disappointed in herself for not doing better. She could have done so much better if she weren’t so pathetic. That’s what she was, pathetic. She’d broken down last night, let some of her feelings loose around Felix, but perhaps that was a mistake. No, she was positive it was a mistake. He likely wouldn’t look at her the same anymore and this fact stung a little. Had she actually been starting to consider he wasn’t such a bad match? Perhaps she could come to be okay with this marriage arrangement, maybe even learn to love him. The thought was scary, but she could try couldn’t she? Perhaps she should see what his day looked like and spend some more time with him.

As Thea was preparing to leave the shooting range and head back to the guest house, it seemed a servant found her first. ”Lady Thea, I have a letter for you.” They said, but seemed to be shifting nervously and this merely confused Thea. ”Oh, why thank you. Would you mind taking my bow and quiver back to the guest house? You can leave it in my room.” She asked, handing her things over and the servant seemed to take them eagerly before practically fleeing. How odd, was all Thea could think before she looked at the letter. A brief smile crossed her face as she recognized it being from Felix and she wondered if he was “formally” inviting her to some event. She broke the wax seal and pulled out her contents as she began to read the letter.

My Lady,

Regretfully I must inform you that I cannot proceed with our marriage arrangement. I, like any gentleman searching for a wife, need someone that’s much more level headed like my sister Beatrice. I had hoped I could help temper you, but it has proven to be too much and I have chosen to end our engagement. I have sent a letter to your mother as well to inform her of the same thing. My sister Beatrice and I shall be departing this evening and heading back to Varian.

I wish you the best,
Prince Felix Camilia


Thea’s blood seemed to turn to ice in her veins as she read over the words once…twice…by the third time she felt tears begin to blur her vision and one slipped down her nose, splashing onto the paper. Her hands began to shake and she felt as if her heart was falling to pieces. She’d scared him off with her confession last night. She’d made a mistake, a horrible, terrible mistake. She felt like she couldn’t breathe. She needed to talk to someone before she lost herself completely, but who? Anastasia? No, she loved her best friend dearly but she couldn’t burden her with this today. Annie deserved to have some fun and not worry about her. She could go to her brother, but he’d likely be disappointed in her and she couldn’t handle that. Not right now.

Charlotte. She was always calm and caring and knew the right things to say. Yes, she needed her old friend more than ever right now. Thea hurried down the road, heading for the Vikena estate and praying that Charlotte would be home. More tears fell down her cheeks and she tried desperately to stop them, hating that she was crying over this. Hadn’t she wanted just yesterday to do something to make Felix break off the engagement? She felt as if she was losing her mind.

Soon she was knocking on the front door of the Vikena’s estate, trying to wipe away her tears before someone answered.

Charlotte’s maid, Delilah, had opened the door rather hesitantly at first. Seeing Thea’s face through the crack, she swung it open, greeting her vivaciously, "Lady Thea! Oh sweetie I haven’t seen you in a long time. “ She smiled warmly at her, but it slowly fell as she noticed the tears. “Come, come in. I can see you’re in need of a friend. Lottie is in the drawing room.”

Thea had tried to give the maid a weak smile as Delilah greeted her, but she broke some as the maid invited her in. A small sob escaped her as she stepped inside, grateful for the kind woman and her ability to read a situation. ”Th-thank you Delilah. You’re an a-angel.” She stuttered out between small sobs, once again trying to get ahold of herself as she made her way to the drawing room. Even though she hadn’t been here in a long time, she somehow remembered where things were and soon she was all but bursting through the doors.

“Oh but-”Delilah recalled to remind Thea of the company Charlotte was in, but was a moment too late as Thea had moved past her in her hurry.

”Lottie, I’m so sorry to bother you but-” Thea abruptly stopped as she realized that Charlotte wasn’t alone in the drawing room and Thea’s face reddened to the point it matched her puffy eyes. She silently cursed herself for not knocking first and making sure Charlotte wasn’t busy. ”I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize you were busy. I, um, I can come back another time. I’m sorry.” She said, feeling completely flustered now as she gripped the letter tightly and looked like she was about to flee as quickly as she’d come in.



Time: 11 am
Location: Entrance Hall of Sorian Castle
Attire: Outfit. Hair, and Makeup
Interactions:
Mentions: @Helo Callum, @Inertia Auguste, @Silverpaw Wulfric




“I would like you to get close to the royal children.” These were the orders given to Saiya by her Sultan. Simple sounding orders, but not something that would easily happen overnight. No matter what, Saiya was up for the task and the best place to start would likely be at The Princes Court event today. She knew many would be going to swoon over the princes and likely many would be dressing to impress so she knew she had to wear something to catch the eyes of others. It was true that the warmth of her skin, the shape of her eyes, and her typical dress would likely be enough already to get people talking as the Alidasht seemed to be quite the talk, but perhaps she should go a little bit extra. So she’d retired to her rooms right after her meeting with the Sultan in order to get ready.

The lehenga and choli she decided on was rather vibrant in color, which truly wasn’t that unusual for her culture, but Saiya felt like it may be a bold choice for Caesonia. She then had another servant help her with her hair and makeup, wanting to break away from her normal of having her hair pulled up, but also didn’t know if she was completely comfortable with leaving her hair down. The servant started to pull her hair up, but Saiya stopped her. ”Leave it down today please. Let’s try something different.” She said as she gave the woman a soft smile. She got a quick nod and soon her hair was curled and left loose. She found it strange to feel the loose strands brushing against her back and shoulders, but she took a deep breath and smiled at her reflection. The look was finished off with some makeup and some of her mother’s jewelry she’d inherited after her death. She went to place the veil on her head, but stopped once more and decided to just drape it across her arms instead as she didn’t wish to cover up her hair.

She now found herself standing in a line of excitedly chattering women, waiting to be permitted in to see the three Caesonian princes. She was part of the next group to enter, but was patiently waiting for the group before her to finish up. She could hear several whispers around her, some complimenting her looks while others scrutinized her. ”Who is that? Is she one of the Alidasht princesses? She’s frighteningly beautiful.” She could hear one girl whispering to her friend. ”Lydia, you know they’re not called princesses! Besides, she’s not that pretty.” Her friend huffed in response and Saiya had to suppress a small laugh. She certainly was drawing the attention of others, that was good. Now to just see if she could catch the eye of one of the princes.

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