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A Prized bride (The return)

Exon can also take Saisri if no one objects. But one is good too

Spells in the Dark (18+ For dark and suggestive themes)

Two down, one to go!

A Prized bride (The return)

So Manatee asked me to do the pairings. I put them in the titanpad. The bolded ones are the ones set in stone (do keep in mind that pairs are first-come first serve so if you want something, request it now. Tentative default pairings (if no one puts in a request) have also been put down in italics.

Due to the ratio of gems-drakkens, three people are going to have only one bride and anyone can have a maximum of two brides.

Lugft Huron: Aerienna Cassiel, Atallia Faeron
Zakroti Unalim: Aymiria Cassiel
Cuwarr Naxremis: Sorici Amberra, Kalani Solle
Kaivor Igvrius: Onyx Briyll, Saisri Tyalanthe
Azilon Dantanath: Kasari Liesma and Aelia Snowblood
Rynek Darion: Lienna Orhhneaht
Siadamkiru Beneni: Unnamed air gem played by Libby
Exon Xe’Jah: Nadia Parnel

So this means that Saisri Tyalanthe, Kasari Liesma, Aelia Snowblood, and Nadia Parnel are up for grabs.
Kaivor can take one bride, Azilon can take two, and Exon can take two. Also Rynek could take one and Zakroti could take one. Obviously, with four brides to go around they won't be able to all get their maximum number, so talk that one out amongst yourselves.

@RomanAria

I'm fine with Nadia and Exon...

Would it help if I made another Gem so there can be more brides? I don't mind.

A Prized bride (The return)

Exon

Exon Xe’Jah

Race:
Drakken
Age:
123
Element(s):
Earth and Water
Height:
7'0

Bio:
Exon is the third son of his father’s and first son of his mother’s, his father’s second wife. Being a prominent darken family allowed his father the privilege of having multiple Gem wives. His mother…never got over being a bride and Exon seemed to be a constant painful reminder of the life that she’d be dealt. She was a ghost in the house.

That was something Exon never wanted to be saddled with. No amount of yelling, punishment, threats or bribery could make someone be happy. Which is why he’d been putting off getting a bride for so long. It is his dream to have a bride who takes pride in her role. To relish in raising his hoard of sons. Not that that is what he expects to receive and no matter what he does get, he will ensure that she did not bring shame on his branch by accepting anything less than perfection from his bride. He’d almost not even bother with the whole thing, rather an empty household than a cold one. However, his father had been…pushing the issue, perhaps hoping that caring about the future of the clan by saddling him with a bride and offspring might make him more invested with its politics.

Being the third son, he was expected and never tried to take a lead role in family politics, whether in the high court or in the family one. Favoring instead to let his elder brothers come to him and then decided who’s side he like to through his favor to. He discovered early one that his opinion held a lot of weight in the family. At this point in their lives, the elders were from his father generation and his uncles votes counted for almost nothing in the clan. That left the future of the clan with his generation and typically his younger siblings and cousins would follow his lead, seeming to think that choosing any side but the one he picked would be choosing the weaker side. When, in reality, he was more likely to flip a coin than actually think on an issue. With his father growing older, it is only be a matter of time until either Atreyu or Panitra make a move to be the head of the household. Exon would never be able to take the family himself, but the whole household seemed to be waiting on batted breath from Exon to finally announce his support for one brother or another.

Like his father and brothers before him, he typically favors a two handed sword, more prone to attack an enemy, then to try and defend from it. Which, shockingly, has not been a detrimental strategy to their numbers.

Rya Mire

Rya Mire

Race:
Gem
Age:
18
Element(s):
Earth
Height:
5’6”

Bio:
Rya wasn’t the first member of her family to simple disappear. Despite being from a small village on the edge of a swap, not eight years had passed since her older cousin, Elena, had been made to disappear. Although she was only ten at the time, it was a memory that haunted her childhood. The sight of Elena being drug from her parents’ house without even the chance to say goodbye. How Elena’s mother howled for days and days. When the howling died down, nobody ever even mentioned Elena’s name. It was also though she never existed in the first place. She disappeared.

Rya didn’t want to disappear.

But it also seemed to bring a sense of relief to the family. While there was no exact science to how brides where selected, it was simply unlikely that the family would loose another one for many years to come.

So, life went on. Rya and her brother and sister grew up, learning to live from the swamp near their house. Learning to hide in its depths when the Drakkan drew near. Rya learned to garden with her mother, working to domesticate the wild swap plants for medicinal and recreational usages, like her family had been doing for many years. While she thought it was okay, exploring the swap was her favorite thing to do. Rya’s father seemed convinced that, somewhere in the swamps murky depths, among the caiman, bugs and trees, there was the secret to all their problems. While Rya doesn’t believe that anymore, she had to admit that what the swamp had to offer was little short of magic.

Plants that could stop a womb from quickening and plants that would cause visions to appear for hours at a time. Plants for healing and hurting and something in between. Like her mother and father, she thought she’d have the rest of her life to explore its wonders.

But sometimes children have to find out that parents lie. That Rya and her sister Ayr were not guaranteed the right to grow old in their swamp just because Elena had been lost. That telling children to hide wasn’t just a fun game or a way to stay out from underfoot. Especially when the Drakken seemed to know what they were looking for.
Rya’s own exit was a lot less…dramatic than Elena’s, or she’d like to think so. The Drakkan allowed her to return home, still covered in swamp slime, to pack a trunk. She didn’t take much, just clothing, her journal of discoveries, stuff to remind her of home. And a small bag of seeds. To “Take a piece of home to where ever that may be”. Rya can’t remember what she had said, but what ever it was, it was the wrong thing to say. Probably “I love you” or “It’ll be okay” But once the shock was over and the anger set it, she knew what it should have been.

What it should have been was
“Don’t let me disappear”

Other:

wifenumbertwo

Aubree Lamay

Bree

morebree

Race:
Gem
Age:
19
Element(s):
Fire
Height:
5’9”

Bio:
It had never been a question on if Aubree was selected, only a matter of when. From the time she was old enough to know that she was pretty, Aubree knew that her fate and future lay not in her homeland, but that of their neighbors and overlords, the drakkan. It was a common thing that occurred for female members of the Lamay family, which had only survived though the male line alone. It was a sick joke that the Lamay's mothered half the Drakkan alive today. Since the history of the deal, none had every bore a Gem.

If she had been ever sad about it though, it passed the day she met Allie. The shy girl who blushed something fierce when Bree told her she was pretty. But it was the truth, from the first time Bree saw her, she knew Allie to be the most beautiful girl in Bree’s entire world. Together, they convinced themselves that the selection was not something to fear, but rather, the start of their true lives.

Much of Bree's childhood was filled with all the learnings of the drakken that were available to the gems. She was well versed in the history, lore, religion and most of the prominent culture traits. Taught to her to make the transition as smooth as possible. All of this information she shared openly and freely with Allie. As soon as they were old enough, the two girls took their studies even further. Researching how things such as how brides were selected and basic psychology of the Drakken race. After all, if they were going to be selected together, they would have to be prepared.

They planned for every thing that would occur after they were selected to be brides. The best course of action to ensure they were selected by the same drakken husband. They choreographed exactly how the first night would play out, creating a system to ensure they would always have enough time for each other at the end of the day. They studied different plants that could be turned into balms that would keep tried husbands sleeping while the mice played. Beyond even that, they discussed at length the various methods they could be used in training a Drakken without him noticing, often using angry bulls as testers for their techniques.

As the year passed, and their time drew nearer, their plans became more vivid, discussing at length all the things they would do to each other, beyond kissing. Have planned to save each other for their first night of sisterwives. Whatever had to happen with their husband was always thought of as a price to pay for being able to love each other fully, each and everyday.

When the day came though…all their plans fell apart.

They didn’t choose Allie. They didn’t even look twice at her. They just took Bree and left.

It took the whole journey for Bree to figure out what her next step was: She was going to spin a tale of the most beautiful girl in the world. One her husband couldn't live without. It might take a year, maybe two, but she would have her love again.

Spells in the Dark (18+ For dark and suggestive themes)

I am like a super adult, like a parent adult without the child. I am in bed by 10 and up by 6:50. Because otherwise I try to fight people at my work...which isn't 'acceptable'.

I lied.

I don't sleep

except...this week?

Spells in the Dark (18+ For dark and suggestive themes)

Ya'll need decent sleep schedules....

Spells in the Dark (18+ For dark and suggestive themes)

The plot thickens.

@SillyGoy

ominous post is ominous

A Prized bride (The return)

Exon

Exon Xe’Jah

Race:
Drakken
Age:
123
Element(s):
Earth and Water
Height:
6’4

Bio:
Exon is the third son of his father’s and first son of his mother’s, his father’s second wife. Being a prominent darken family allowed his father the privilege of having multiple Gem wives. His mother…never got over being a bride and Exon seemed to be a constant painful reminder of the life that she’d be dealt. She was a ghost in the house.

That was something Exon never wanted to be saddled with. No amount of yelling, punishment, threats or bribery could make someone be happy. Which is why he’d been putting off getting a bride for so long. It is his dream to have a bride who takes pride in her role. To relish in raising his hoard of sons. Not that that is what he expects to receive and no matter what he does get, he will ensure that she did not bring shame on his branch by accepting anything less than perfection from his bride. He’d almost not even bother with the whole thing, rather an empty household than a cold one. However, his father had been…pushing the issue, perhaps hoping that caring about the future of the clan by saddling him with a bride and offspring might make him more invested with its politics.

Being the third son, he was expected and never tried to take a lead role in family politics, whether in the high court or in the family one. Favoring instead to let his elder brothers come to him and then decided who’s side he like to through his favor to. He discovered early one that his opinion held a lot of weight in the family. At this point in their lives, the elders were from his father generation and his uncles votes counted for almost nothing in the clan. That left the future of the clan with his generation and typically his younger siblings and cousins would follow his lead, seeming to think that choosing any side but the one he picked would be choosing the weaker side. When, in reality, he was more likely to flip a coin than actually think on an issue. With his father growing older, it is only be a matter of time until either Atreyu or Panitra make a move to be the head of the household. Exon would never be able to take the family himself, but the whole household seemed to be waiting on batted breath from Exon to finally announce his support for one brother or another.

Like his father and brothers before him, he typically favors a two handed sword, more prone to attack an enemy, then to try and defend from it. Which, shockingly, has not been a detrimental strategy to their numbers.

I might make a Gem as well, but I figured I'd get this posted before it killed me.

A Prized bride (The return)

Guys, I really wanna join, but my character just isn't...creating himself. Ugh, I might have to bow out :C

What Would You Do for a Million Dollars?

Interested!