Tae

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: 11 am
Location: Outside Sorian Castle
Attire: Outfit. Hair, and Makeup
Interactions: @Apex Sunburn Sjan-dehk
Mentions:

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His embarrassment wasn’t lost on Saiya, however she chose not to acknowledge it in hopes to keep from adding to any embarrassment. ”Well you are a good man, Captain. One of the best I’ve met since coming to Caesonia and you aren’t even from here.” She gave a dip of her head in appreciation again. He reminded her some of her brothers, how they would do what they could to protect her from her father because it was the right thing to do. Or perhaps he reminded her more of Kahrem and his kindness. A twinge of sadness gripped at her heart as she thought of the lost Kadir sibling. She needed to move her thoughts elsewhere so as not to be lost in the grief of old wounds.

She latched onto the mention of her ‘father’ and a small sigh escaped her as she realized how bitter those words had tasted on her tongue as she called Hafiz her father earlier. ”Well he certainly likes to think he’s strong and powerful.” She mumbled, but then let another giggle escape her as she was reminded of the sight of the women. It had been rather satisfying to see their fear. ”It was rather funny, wasn’t it? Quite fun knocking people off their high horse.” For a moment, Saiya found herself glancing out towards the town and debating on what she should do with the rest of her day. She was unsure of what the Kadir children had decided to do and so she couldn’t say where they were.

Her attention was caught once more by Sjan-dehk. ”While I appreciate the offer, I do not wish to keep you if you need to return. I’m truly unsure of where to go next, perhaps I shall find some food and maybe go to the festival in town.” She said, thinking out loud some and plotting her next steps. She had yet to really eat yet today and knew that was something quite important to do. Hopefully the festival would have some interesting and yummy things to eat. She had yet to be really impressed by Caesonian food, deciding much of it was far too bland for her. She was missing the curries and spices from home.

”Will you be in Caesonia for long? I would very much like to come see your Sada Kurau at some point if you will be here for a little while. I’m sure she is absolutely beautiful.” Perhaps it appealed to her free spirited and adventurous heart, but Saiya had always found ships rather interesting. They could take you so many places and on so many adventures, it was a way one could truly be free. Deep down, Saiya wished for that freedom and longed to one day see the world, but the likeliness of that happening was slim. She was likely destined to spend the rest of her days watching over the Kadir children and serving them in whatever way they needed. It didn’t keep her from daydreaming, however.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

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

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Viserjanta? Jafi? Saiya wracked her brain trying to remember if she’d ever heard of these places, but was having trouble remembering anything. Several clues pointed her towards the conclusion that he was quite a ways away from home, one of said clues was his accent and stumbling over a word. She noted his face deepened and she wanted to reassure him that it was okay, that he need not fret over mispronouncing anything. Before she could say anything, however, he excused himself and turned on the vicious tongued women.

He spoke to them, calling them out for their cruelty, and at first Saiya was shocked. Eyes wide, she found herself peeking around Sjan-dehk to see how the women would respond. The look of horror and shock on their faces was more than satisfying and she had to quickly cover her mouth in order to suppress a giggle from escaping her. Despite this not being his first language, he certainly had a way of stringing words together and Saiya was rather impressed. Nevertheless, she did worry what repercussions this would have for him and felt the need to step in so he wouldn’t be the only one to blame.

Stepping up beside him, she slowly reached up and linked her arm with his as she grinned at the women. ”Such wonderful advice the Captain has, wouldn’t you agree? I think everything he said was well spoken and agreeable. Perhaps next time you decide to open your mouth, you’ll think about it first. Now if you’ll excuse us, we were just leaving.” Before she could turn, however, one of the women grew bold. It was the same woman who had earlier claimed she wasn’t that pretty as she’d been waiting to enter and speak with the princes.

”How dare you speak to us in such a manner! Do you not know who I am? I am the daughter of a duke! I will be making sure my father hears-” The cold glare she received from Saiya stopped her in her tracks and that courage began to falter.

”Do you not know who I am? I am the daughter of the Grand Vizier, brother of the Sultan of Alidasht. You were there last night, I remember your face. I know you saw what happens when my family is offended. The Sultan was merciful last night, how do you think he’d react if there was a second slight to one of his family members? Perhaps you would lose more than just your tongue or your eyes.” The woman gulped and shrank back, as did the rest of the crowd while looking at the pair now in fear. Saiya, of course, knew she likely didn’t have that much power to ensure any of that, but they certainly didn’t know that. She would wield whatever weapon she was handed and that daughter of a duke made it incredibly easy. ”Excuse us.” She said once more before walking outside with Sjan-dehk.

Once outside, Saiya couldn’t hold in her laugh any longer and began giggling as she looked up at the man she still had her arm linked with. ”Thank you for that. I truly appreciate you standing up for me like that without even knowing me and, in turn, giving me the courage to speak up as well. If I can repay you in any way, please let me know and I would be happy to do what I can.” A genuine smile lit up her face now, a grateful look in her eyes.

Hunter's Game (Small Private Group)

Map of Abona

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.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

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

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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.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

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.

Hunter's Game (Small Private Group)

Adelaide Varo

Adelaide Varo | 27 | Half-Elf | Female

Physical Appearance: Adelaide stands at 5’10 and weighs around 157lbs, having a bit of a lean, muscular build. She has quite a few scars riddling her body, something not entirely unusual for a monster hunter, but every time you ask her where she got a scar she’ll tell you some wild story that’s never the same. She likes to leave people wondering what really happened. When it comes to attire, Adelaide’s choice of clothing entirely depends on what situation she’s going into. She has three options she tends to gravitate towards the most. One is an all black outfit she often wears whenever she's taken a job that requires stealth. The other two she often wears either just during the day when she isn't doing anything or when she's gathering information in social situations. She has a set of common elven clothes consisting of pants and a blouse. The last is a dress that's more formal and elegant.

Class/Skillset: Adelaide is roguish in nature and has trained as an assassin, finding an affinity for stealth, slinking into the shadows, and taking down her targets quietly. She works well with her twin who often draws the attention of their foes, creating an opening for her to come in behind them. She carries a variety of weapons on her including a silvered short sword, two daggers with enchantments of returning on them, and always keeps a wooden stake on her. She is quick, easily being able to pop in and out of being engaged with an enemy. She’s also quite skilled in deception and persuasion, helping her to draw out information from others. Surprisingly skilled at mimicking sounds and even the voices of others, she’s used this to her advantage at times to get her and her sister out of sticky situations.

Personality: Adelaide is very passionate about many things, and especially so with the people she loves. When she cares for someone, she cares for them deeply and has experienced enough loss in her life to never want to feel it again. Her passionate nature also often extends to her interests, including books, sweets, and music. Adelaide has often been called rude or even evil, but this is often just a defense mechanism. If one were to break past the walls she has up and grow close to her, they would soon find that she obviously loves her sister and friends very much and would do anything to protect them.

Adelaide feels things both strongly and deeply. While she is often teasing, witty, and carefree when she is happy, Adelaide's most immediate reaction when angry or sad is to channel her darker emotions into a barely-contained rage or killing calm. This gets her into trouble more often than not. Often she will take rash actions and has a desire for vengeance when someone close to her is harmed or even killed.

Despite being a monster hunter and assassin, she is quite meticulous in managing her appearance. She has a fixation on finery and insists on wearing fashionable clothing. She can often be found spending her money on frivolous things and can be surprisingly girly.

Adelaide also has a strong moral compass. Though she often tries to suppress the memories of her tumultuous past, her experiences have shaped her into the woman she is, and that is a woman who does not tolerate injustices. She absolutely loathes slavery and unnecessary cruelty. People that partake in either of these, she will do anything necessary to make them pay for their actions.

Background: Adelaide and Alice came from a very large family with doting half-elven parents and six siblings. They had a happy childhood, never wanting for anything, had parents that did everything with them, and siblings that adored each other. Adelaide and Alice were always the closest, however, having a special bond with being twins. Their parents were the type of people that would quickly invite people into their home, provide them with a meal and warm bed to sleep in. The children learned to be far too trusting of others, something that would come as a detriment later in life.

When the girls were 15 years old, tragedy struck their family. Someone close to them sold them to a vampire coven who murdered their parents and took them and their siblings to use as sustenance. Slowly, over a year, they watched their siblings die one by one. It was gruesome and traumatizing to watch and they would have been the next on the list if it hadn’t been for a family friend finding them. He managed to get them out and they ran as fast as they could.

Hating what happened to them and seeking vengeance, the girls worked towards becoming monster hunters and ridding the world of all sorts of evils. They never wanted what happened to them to happen to anyone else and so they strived towards making a better world by killing one monster at a time.

Noteworthy Past Events: One thing the girls are well known for is finding and killing a feared vampire lord.

Hunter's Game (Small Private Group)

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?

Map of Athia

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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!

Character Sheet

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[color=HEXCODEHERE][h2]Character’s Name | Character’s Age | Character’s Race | Character’s Gender[/h2][/color][/center]

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[color=HEXCODEHERE]Physical Appearance:[/color] Anything you don’t see or is different from your picture. How tall are they? What do they normally wear? Do they have scars? Birthmarks? Freckles? What about an accent? Put all of that here.

[color=HEXCODEHERE]Class/Skillset:[/color] Is your character a magic user? Do they use a weapon? What weapons do they use and favor? You can use a D&D class as a basis or be creative with it, you decide!

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[color=HEXCODEHERE]Background:[/color] This really can be optional, but if you wanna give a paragraph or too that would be cool. Where did you come from? Where did you go? Where did you come from, Cotton Eye Joe?

[color=HEXCODEHERE]Noteworthy Past Events:[/color] Do people know you for anything?[/hider]

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

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.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

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

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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.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

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.”