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WHAT DO THE NUMBERS MEAN, TEARSTONE?!?! WHAT DO THEY MEAN!?!?!
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WHAT DO THE NUMBERS MEAN, TEARSTONE?!?! WHAT DO THEY MEAN!?!?!
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You can't drive the insane insane. Pleased to meet you!
Ah, a brother in madness! Hello!
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What instrument do you play? I play the trumpet.
Trombone, Baritone, and Tuba. Right now, I'm a trombonist.
@FallenreaperNaw, I personally think it's a great chance to manipulate meet new people! And slowly drive them insane with my antics become best friends!
@Ozymandeus@PhoenixWhite@Sypherkhode822@Cuddle Pot I INTEND FOR ALEXANDRIA TO BE A RECURRING CHARACTER. MAKE HER OUR BRIDE.
Also, the nation she comes from is basically if Scotland had a Representative Republic governing style, while keeping its clans, in the Far East, and, with African ancestor worship.
Also, the nation she comes from is basically if Scotland had a Representative Republic governing style, while keeping its clans, in the Far East, and, with African ancestor worship.
Kallain turned to his mother, and took her hand, bowing. Afterwards, he gave a light bow to the handmaiden, a pretty young redhead, around Kal's age, wearing a dress similar (though much less expensive than) his mother's own. "I am pleased to meet you, miss, however, I do not have a name to put with the pretty face. Might I ask it?" Kallain said this with a polite smile. Truth be told, he didn't know what to think of the handmaiden. Pretty, yes, but why did Mother make Drevala and himself come all this way to meet her?
The young woman curtsied, and said, "My name is Alexandria, m'lord. I am afraid I can only give you a first name; where I come from, surnames are unimportant." Kallain raised his eyebrow at the woman's slightly foreign accent, and looked at Drevala, who nudged him in the ribs and winked. Whatever that was supposed to mean. So Mother's new handmaiden was from Preugua, a nation far to the east of Zersal, which was led by a Senate of representatives of all the Highland Clans. Interesting. The Preuguans were notable in the fact that they were incredibly free-willed, and that they worshiped their ancestors, instead of a proper Pantheon. However, that might explain why the Clans had avoided annexation by the larger nations for all this time. They didn't rely on the other nations' gods and goddesses, so they didn't have a crisis of faith. Each clan had an animal for its symbol; however, these clans viewed communalism over individualism, thus, family names were useless to them. What had this girl done to have come all this way, alone?
Kallain bowed to his mother, Drevala, and Alexandria, each in turn, before he turned to leave. "I'm sorry I can't stay any longer, Mother, Drevala. I must leave to take care of the Turnips."
Almost immediately after he said this, Alexandria started to laugh. "You... have to take care of the root veggies? But you're the crown prince! Don't you have a gardener for that?"
Kallain raised his eyebrow, and said, "The Turnips are a group of bloodthirsty bandits, miss Alexandria. I don't think that they're a laughing matter." His know-it-all tone set Drevala off laughing, as she had figured out what had happened in the Great Hall, in Kal's first Court. Grumbling, Kallain headed to the armory, where his personal guard and some of the damn finest soldiers in the realm were gathering.
The young woman curtsied, and said, "My name is Alexandria, m'lord. I am afraid I can only give you a first name; where I come from, surnames are unimportant." Kallain raised his eyebrow at the woman's slightly foreign accent, and looked at Drevala, who nudged him in the ribs and winked. Whatever that was supposed to mean. So Mother's new handmaiden was from Preugua, a nation far to the east of Zersal, which was led by a Senate of representatives of all the Highland Clans. Interesting. The Preuguans were notable in the fact that they were incredibly free-willed, and that they worshiped their ancestors, instead of a proper Pantheon. However, that might explain why the Clans had avoided annexation by the larger nations for all this time. They didn't rely on the other nations' gods and goddesses, so they didn't have a crisis of faith. Each clan had an animal for its symbol; however, these clans viewed communalism over individualism, thus, family names were useless to them. What had this girl done to have come all this way, alone?
Kallain bowed to his mother, Drevala, and Alexandria, each in turn, before he turned to leave. "I'm sorry I can't stay any longer, Mother, Drevala. I must leave to take care of the Turnips."
Almost immediately after he said this, Alexandria started to laugh. "You... have to take care of the root veggies? But you're the crown prince! Don't you have a gardener for that?"
Kallain raised his eyebrow, and said, "The Turnips are a group of bloodthirsty bandits, miss Alexandria. I don't think that they're a laughing matter." His know-it-all tone set Drevala off laughing, as she had figured out what had happened in the Great Hall, in Kal's first Court. Grumbling, Kallain headed to the armory, where his personal guard and some of the damn finest soldiers in the realm were gathering.
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Speaking of that... It seems Justine and Rach are going to make a seriously big bang IC when the collab goes up. Btw, as a recount, who's around the riot present timeline as I think they will need some help.
Uskriss is in the riots, currently, and Angel is several days after the riots. VKTR-17 hasn't been introduced, yet.
@AthinarLike I said, if nobody hates my villains, I'm not playing them right. Making the villains dicks makes it so much more crushing when they act out their plans. Or murder-sprees in Umbraxis' case, his "plan" is sort of straightforward. :P
True.
@Fallenreaper So, I'm wondering who Grism is? It sounds like these characters are caught up in a major conflict.
@Athinar Well, Umbraxis is technically polite in tone...it just doesn't stop it from murder. And the Cowl himself is actually quite polite, but his men...well they have all kinds of backgrounds, so manners may not be their strong suit.
Still, I'm still being villanous, and if nobody wants to wreck my organizations then I'm not playing my antagonists right.
Well, I'm not saying don't accomplish your goals as a villain, you just don't have to rub it in their faces. (And I get that mooks are dickish, so eeh.)
@FallenreaperSounds interesting.
Does... giggling and childish antics count? >_>
Meh, not really.
I'm so glad Angel/Anjiru isn't in this rp else you would think very, very badly of her. XD
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