Lunari

Do you listen to music while writing?

I almost always have music blasting in my ears, doubly-so for writing. Otherwise my mind has a shouting match with itself.
It becomes a double-edged sword though - can't write if I'm too busy jamming, can't write if I'm not jamming lol.

I don't have anything fancy as a character playlist (which is a great idea), so it's whatever the flavour of the week/month is.
Right now, it's Honkai: Star Rail OSTs dabbled with anime OSTs.
My favs right now is 'Flares of the Burning Sun' (HSR) and はなになって ('Be a Flower' - from The Apothecary Diaries).

The Season of the Enlightened

Character Sheet

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_{THE FIRST APPEARANCE
LOCATION: ???}

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"Ay, sure God’s at the tears again." a gaunt but firm gentleman grinned as the shadow of another appeared through the grey foggy morning. "Good day to ye, sir." the man greeted the Austrian lieutenant who came to stand next to the sergeant.

The old sergeant, whose name was Patrick, came from a line of humble fishermen. His sun freckles are proof of Patrick's life by the sea, yet fish couldn't pay for his grandchild's study. He stood on a limp, a reminder of a failed assignment, but it didn't stop him from clobbering the young ones and ironing them straight. Whenever alcohol was involved, Patrick could drown in a bottle and still sing louder than the room; Leonard vaguely remembered a last night Patrick's drunken moans about fat bishops and sad blisters on his feet.

Leonard nodded at his greeting, "Good weather, isn't it?" A bit of tongue in the cheek, considering this was Leonard's deliberate handiwork. Would be a shame for the people they're spying on to notice them.

Patrick followed Leonard's line of sight. "Ay, but I've no stomach of spying on me own countrymen." Patrick brought the wooden pipe he held to his mouth, which he had temporarily hid away to greet Leonard. A long inhale before a puff that blended in with the fog.

"Some things must be done, I'm afraid.", Leonard shrugged. Another puff of tobacco. "By the time Boney gets here, we’ll be bones ourselves! Starved, broke, an’ buried in some godforsaken trench." Patrick clicked his tongue in disgust.

"Say now, what’re ye kissin’ up to the nobles for, lad? Didn’t think the likes o’ ye needed to be butterin’ them." It was a good question, Leonard was well-respected for his ingenuity and work ethic, at least when not half-pickled. The entire corps was built for logistics, but here they were, sneaking around like common foot soldiers.

"Don't get paid for questions, Sergeant. We live a different life to the spoon-fed and diapered gentleman." Leonard answered with a sly smile. The old sergeant snorted in laughter. "Ay, least they hear ye lad." Patrick raised his pipe in a mock salute, before wandering back to camp alone. Leonard's gaze never left the settlement they were watching over, scanning it slowly through the murky skies.

"Well," he murmured to himself, finally turning around to leave, "that is no matter of mine." He begins his walk back to the military camp, not before taking a swig of gin from his stained-glass flask, fading into the mist.

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If someone were to ask why a simple unbothered man, like Leonard, was in an obscure place and attending to something far out of his pay grade... well, Leonard would simply shrug. His statement was not just a lazy attempt at answering his comrade, but rather a fact of the military.

The only things Leonard truly worried about was the supply of gin and rum, and a tavern - preferably with women inside. His pale blue eyes caught the early signs of his men waking up for morning formation.

"Good morning, sir! Quiet throughout the night, nothing to report."
a bright-eyed young corporal saluted Leonard.
"Good morning, Corporal Conner." Leonard acknowledged him with a nod.

The other men began to notice Leonard's presence in the camp.
"Mornin’, Leftenant. Fog’s waitin’ on you, it is."
"You bring the weather with you again, sir?" a few chuckles and guffaws followed.

"Enough of that, lads. To your ranks!" Patrick hobbled in front, barking out orders as he fell into formation with the rest of them. Silence fell upon them whilst Leonard took his spot in front of them. 'Just another normal night.' is what the soldiers were thinking. Yet, it was anything but normal.

There was a letter perched on Leonard's desk. It was addressed from a noble woman who was worried about her son stationed away from home. The letter spoke of 'keeping tents clean' and 'mending socks'. "We'll have another day upon us, men. Attend to your usual duties." Leonard ordered. But the men understood. Leonard locked eyes briefly with Patrick, a solemn nod from the old man.

It was code: 'unusual'. Especially from a man like Leonard, who'd rather flirt with danger than file it. And so, without a word, the men dispersed - watchful and sharpened now. Something was wrong, and they were being told to watch the wind.

Shortly, Patrick shuffled into the command tent.
"Seems we're in a bit of a pickle, ay?" Patrick dropped into the wooden chair with a grunt.
Leonard didn't answer right away, but simply took another sharp sip of his gin, glancing the letter across his desk. "Unfortunately... more than a bit." With a few more sips, he leaned against the table, eyes darkened. "Bloody oath. These goddamn nobles."

Character Sheet

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_{THE FIRST APPEARANCE
LOCATION: VIVIAN MANOR}

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A beautiful autumn morning, as it often was in early October. The dawn’s gentle light spilled across the tall windows of Vivian Manor, gilding the fine woodwork and glancing off portraits of valour long past. The halls bore the weight of honour and tradition, steeped in the legacy of a knightage deeply entwined with the service of Great Britain.

Selina felt at peace here, yet it not her home. She hadn't felt at home ever, not since the passing of her father. And so she looked at her mother now with weary, exasperated eyes. They were already well overdue for arrival at the school.

“Mother, I shall be late.”

She watched as her mother, Lady Agatha, methodically check her valise. A stern and formidable woman, once a noble lady, now reduced to the dignified post of a governess.

“I am merely ensuring your belongings are in order,” Lady Agatha replied, her tone clipped and precise.

Selina pressed her lips into a thin, resigned line. “Mother, do put the pistol away. You know well that weapons are forbidden.”
Lady Agatha straightened, gloved fingers still curled about the small firearm.

“And I was taught that magic was for children’s tales,” she said evenly. “I should rather you be armed than dead.” With a sigh, Selina took the pistol and set it atop a nearby side table. “I shall be quite well, Mother. Rules are rules. And I am not entirely helpless.” She looked into her mother's eyes, a reflection of forests and the earth, ones that were also her own. Most mistake them as sisters, given her mother's youthful looks and rather outrageous statements.

Selina urged her, "Mother, I shall best be going." She gave a tight smile. Lady Agatha sighed, more quietly than usual, concern brushing her stern features. "So you must. Do give my regards to the headmaster." With a respectful nod, Selina retrieved her valise and made her descent to the waiting carriage.

The outside was quiet, save for some dutiful servants and her coachman. None of the other household members were available to see her off. A few were genuinely occupied, but most were simply otherwise engaged - that is to say, disinclined. It was believed she wasn't cut from the same cloth as them - too proud, too particular, too peculiar. Despite the fact she could outwit a gentleman or disarm one, but what did that matter to them? Selina preferred this - a quiet departure, a quiet mind.

She did not look back as the carriage pulled away from Vivian Manor, rolling steadily towards the capital.

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_{LOCATION: LONDON - ST. EUSTICE'S SCHOOL FOR THE ENLIGHTENED}

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The carriage rolled to a gentle halt upon the gravel drive, its wheels crunching to a stillness beneath the imposing façade of St. Eustice's School for the Enlightened. Morning mist clung to the hedgerows, veiling the wrought-iron gates in a faint silver sheen. Selina alighted, valise in hand, her gloved fingers tight around the handle.

In the other, a neatly folded parchment was clutched tightly to her breast, the faint seal of the Harewoods still intact.

'My dearest Selina,

I have enjoyed the many years your companionship has brought me,
and now you venture forth on your own journey.
I shall wish you the best; I know our testing will prove useful to you whilst you study abroad.
I shall come visit, should time permit.

Best wishes,
Countess Harewood.'

Selina looked beyond the gates - here stands an institution that bore the seal of the royal family. The sheer vestige of the school was many times grander than any estate she had dined in. It was no mere school - an institution for the gifted, where they were tamed and tested.

A place for those, like her, to prove she wasn't a threat to polite society. Selina had turned around to bid her coachman a farewell, but all she could see was the blur of a carriage as it trotted away. 'Rude.'

Her footsteps echoed across the marbled and polished stone as she was quietly directed by a steward down a long corridor. At the end of the hall stood the headmaster's office, its door slightly ajar. With a polite bow, the steward left Selina in front of the grand door.

Pausing for a moment, she steadied her breath and adjusted the fall of her cloak. Then, with a polite knock and all the bearing of a fallen lady still keenly aware of appearances, she stepped forward to meet her future.

The Season of the Enlightened

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_{Leonard Mayer
Leonard Mayer}

^{“Some men sharpen swords. I sharpen silence.”}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O C H A R A C T E R I N F O _________________________________________________________ | Leonard Jonas Mayer | 29 | _________________________________________________________ | Cisgender Male (He/Him) | 5'11'' / 168lbs | _________________________________________________________ | Heterosexual | Middle Class | C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Character Info Birthday: 15th August, 1782 Country of Origin: Austria Empire Languages Spoken: German, Latin, English, French Affiliation: Independent / His Majesty's Army (Quartermaster Corps) Motivation: To watch the end of the Napoleonic Wars and live in luxury. Habits: ∙ Whenever he holds a quill, he will lick the tip of it. ∙ While idly standing, he will cross his feet over each other. Hobbies: ∙ Drinking ∙ Fencing ∙ Night walks ► Fears ∙ Returning home ∙ His true identity being exposed ∙ Working until his death ► Skills ∙ Swordsmanship ∙ Charismatic speaker ∙ Equestrianism ∙ Military tactics ► Shortcomings ∙ Overconfident ∙ Moderately hungover ∙ Negotiations and diplomacy ∙ Self-interest loyalty ► Likes ∙ Looking up at the stars ∙ Visiting taverns for drinking and women ∙ Winter mornings ∙ Handcrafted gifts ∙ Secrets and people who keep them ► Dislikes ∙ British food ∙ Nobility ∙ Worn-down socks with holes in them ∙ Unexpected physical contact (especially in the fog) ∙ Poorly spoken lies - R U M O R S R U M O R S _________________________________________________________ [+] - S E C R E T S & L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Rumours No-one in his corps, besides the General, is aware of Leonard's Enlightenment. They joke that God is crying whenever he steps out - some have suspicions as deep as their harbouring discontentment for him, but no proof has been found. However, it's not as scandalous as the rumour that Leonard is actually a cross-dresser that fled his home for fear of persecution. Soldiers have gone as far as to say he went undercover as a female during a diplomatic mission. The truth of that lies within the Quartermaster Corps, none of which are willing to open their mouth as it's both classified and a matter of dignity. ► Secrets Leonard, despite his line of bad habits, hails from a great and highly respected noble family in Austria. He is the youngest of three sons, and ended up running away to avoid responsibility to marriage and being tied to the title. Leonard believes it is a suffocating life and has immensely enjoyed his years in the army surrounded by fools, the open sky and all the drinks in the world. -

E N L I G H T E N E D A B I L I T I E S E N L I G H T E N E D A B I L I T I E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ THE GREYEST MORNING THE GREYEST MORNING By a parting of his lips, Leonard exhales forth a thin veil of mist and fog around him that builds up to his desire. The range is unlimited, but it leaves him fairly parched and must consume liquids (alcohol, water or otherwise) to replenish it. It works the exact way as a fog does, however, Leonard cannot be tracked with a homing or tracking ability. Leonard is also unable to see clearly in the fog. The duration is dependent on the size, with small areas vanishing in minutes, whereas larger fields may stay for hours. SILVER PURSUIT SILVER PURSUIT While unable to see in the fog, Leonard gains a sensitivity to motion and form in the mists - whether made by himself, others, or naturally. Within this veil, he perceives the outline of tangible objects and flow of movement. Although this clarity is not well-defined, as Leonard struggles to discern individuals with similar builds, gaits and stature. Friend or foe, whoever is in the fog is up to Leonard's judgement. B A C K S T O R Y B A C K S T O R Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Leonard Mayer presents himself as a minor Silesian noble who left Austria in search of purpose beyond the rigid confines of court life. Educated, well-mannered, and fluently multilingual, he secured a commission as a lieutenant in the British Army’s Quartermaster Corps, where his sharp wit, effortless charm, and keen logistical sense earned him quiet respect. A man of cultured vices, Leonard is known for his late-night walks, a taste for good drink, and flirtations with anything in a petticoat. Though more often found with a quill than a pistol, he fences regularly and holds his own in a duel of words or steel. Behind the smoke and smiles, there is a deeper loyalty. Not to Britain per se, but to the ideals of honour, service, and freedom from the suffocating expectations of nobility. Most assume he is simply a wayward younger son enjoying an extended foreign commission. None know, save himself, the truth behind his lineage and why he kept his purse close-fisted. A man seeking luxury, yet knows honour deep in his blood. He sometimes gazes distantly to the horizon, wishing his family well. E X T R A S E X T R A S ________________________________________________________________________________________ ∙ Theme: The Ballad of Mona Lisa - Panic! At The Disco ∙ If you visit my CS collection, you'll find a planning space for plots under the characters. Maybe. Still in progress ∙ Uh, Shadowhunters (the book series, not the TV show or movies. Burn them all)

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The Season of the Enlightened

staph looking :c

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_{Leonard Mayer
Leonard Mayer}

^{“Some men sharpen swords. I sharpen silence.”}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O C H A R A C T E R I N F O _________________________________________________________ | Leonard Jonas Mayer | 29 | _________________________________________________________ | Cisgender Male (He/Him) | 5'11'' / 168lbs | _________________________________________________________ | Heterosexual | Middle Class | C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Character Info Birthday: 15th August, 1782 Country of Origin: Austria Empire Languages Spoken: German, Latin, English, French Affiliation: Independent / His Majesty's Army (Quartermaster Corps) Motivation: To watch the end of the Napoleonic Wars and live in luxury. Habits: ∙ Whenever he holds a quill, he will lick the tip of it. ∙ While idly standing, he will cross his feet over each other. Hobbies: ∙ Drinking ∙ Fencing ∙ Night walks ► Fears ∙ Returning home ∙ His true identity being exposed ∙ Working until his death ► Skills ∙ Swordsmanship ∙ Charismatic speaker ∙ Equestrianism ∙ Military tactics ► Shortcomings ∙ Overconfident ∙ Moderately hungover ∙ Negotiations and diplomacy ∙ Self-interest loyalty ► Likes ∙ Looking up at the stars ∙ Visiting taverns for drinking and women ∙ Winter mornings ∙ Handcrafted gifts ∙ Secrets and people who keep them ► Dislikes ∙ British food ∙ Nobility ∙ Worn-down socks with holes in them ∙ Unexpected physical contact (especially in the fog) ∙ Poorly spoken lies - R U M O R S R U M O R S _________________________________________________________ [+] - S E C R E T S & L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Rumours No-one in his corps, besides the General, is aware of Leonard's Enlightenment. They joke that God is crying whenever he steps out - some have suspicions as deep as their harbouring discontentment for him, but no proof has been found. However, it's not as scandalous as the rumour that Leonard is actually a cross-dresser that fled his home for fear of persecution. Soldiers have gone as far as to say he went undercover as a female during a diplomatic mission. The truth of that lies within the Quartermaster Corps, none of which are willing to open their mouth as it's both classified and a matter of dignity. ► Secrets Leonard, despite his line of bad habits, hails from a great and highly respected noble family in Austria. He is the youngest of three sons, and ended up running away to avoid responsibility to marriage and being tied to the title. Leonard believes it is a suffocating life and has immensely enjoyed his years in the army surrounded by fools, the open sky and all the drinks in the world. -

E N L I G H T E N E D A B I L I T I E S E N L I G H T E N E D A B I L I T I E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ THE GREYEST MORNING THE GREYEST MORNING By a parting of his lips, Leonard exhales forth a thin veil of mist and fog around him that builds up to his desire. The range is unlimited, but it leaves him fairly parched and must consume liquids (alcohol, water or otherwise) to replenish it. It works the exact way as a fog does, however, Leonard cannot be tracked with a homing or tracking ability. Leonard is also unable to see clearly in the fog. The duration is dependent on the size, with small areas vanishing in minutes, whereas larger fields may stay for hours. SILVER PURSUIT SILVER PURSUIT While unable to see in the fog, Leonard is able to feel the physical builds of people in fogs - whether made by himself, others, or naturally. This gives him the ability to sense the direction of where people are. Problem lies in people with similar builds, which Leonard will have to use guesswork for his purposes. B A C K S T O R Y B A C K S T O R Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Leonard Mayer presents himself as a minor Silesian noble who left Austria in search of purpose beyond the rigid confines of court life. Educated, well-mannered, and fluently multilingual, he secured a commission as a lieutenant in the British Army’s Quartermaster Corps, where his sharp wit, effortless charm, and keen logistical sense earned him quiet respect. A man of cultured vices, Leonard is known for his late-night walks, a taste for good drink, and flirtations with anything in a petticoat. Though more often found with a quill than a pistol, he fences regularly and holds his own in a duel of words or steel. Behind the smoke and smiles, there is a deeper loyalty. Not to Britain per se, but to the ideals of honour, service, and freedom from the suffocating expectations of nobility. Most assume he is simply a wayward younger son enjoying an extended foreign commission. None know, save himself, the truth behind his lineage and why he kept his purse close-fisted. A man seeking luxury, yet knows honour deep in his blood. He sometimes gazes distantly to the horizon, wishing his family well. E X T R A S E X T R A S ________________________________________________________________________________________ ∙ Theme: The Ballad of Mona Lisa - Panic! At The Disco ∙ If you visit my CS collection, you'll find a planning space for plots under the characters. Maybe. Still in progress ∙ Uh, Shadowhunters (the book series, not the TV show or movies. Burn them all)

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Lake of Mirrors

a resident of The Season of the Enlightened || currently at: ---

Leonard Mayer

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_{Leonard Mayer
Leonard Mayer}

^{“Some men sharpen swords. I sharpen silence.”}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O C H A R A C T E R I N F O _________________________________________________________ | Leonard Jonas Mayer | 29 | _________________________________________________________ | Cisgender Male (He/Him) | 5'11'' / 168lbs | _________________________________________________________ | Heterosexual | Middle Class | C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Character Info Birthday: 15th August, 1782 Country of Origin: Austria Empire Languages Spoken: German, Latin, English, French Affiliation: Independent / His Majesty's Army (Quartermaster Corps) Motivation: To watch the end of the Napoleonic Wars and live in luxury. Habits: ∙ Whenever he holds a quill, he will lick the tip of it. ∙ While idly standing, he will cross his feet over each other. Hobbies: ∙ Drinking ∙ Fencing ∙ Night walks ► Fears ∙ Returning home ∙ His true identity being exposed ∙ Working until his death ► Skills ∙ Swordsmanship ∙ Charismatic speaker ∙ Equestrianism ∙ Military tactics ► Shortcomings ∙ Overconfident ∙ Moderately hungover ∙ Negotiations and diplomacy ∙ Self-interest loyalty ► Likes ∙ Looking up at the stars ∙ Visiting taverns for drinking and women ∙ Winter mornings ► Dislikes ∙ British food ∙ Nobility - R U M O R S R U M O R S _________________________________________________________ [+] - S E C R E T S & L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Rumours No-one in his corps, besides the General, is aware of Leonard's Enlightenment. They joke that God is crying whenever he steps out - some have suspicions as deep as their harbouring discontentment for him, but no proof has been found. However, it's not as scandalous as the rumour that Leonard is actually a cross-dresser that fled his home for fear of persecution. Soldiers have gone as far as to say he went undercover as a female during a diplomatic mission. The truth of that lies within the Quartermaster Corps, none of which are willing to open their mouth as it's both classified and a matter of dignity. ► Secrets Leonard, despite his line of bad habits, hails from a great and highly respected noble family in Austria. He is the youngest of three sons, and ended up running away to avoid responsibility to marriage and being tied to the title. Leonard believes it is a suffocating life and has immensely enjoyed his years in the army surrounded by fools, the open sky and all the drinks in the world. -

E N L I G H T E N E D A B I L I T I E S E N L I G H T E N E D A B I L I T I E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ THE GREYEST MORNING THE GREYEST MORNING By a parting of his lips, Leonard exhales forth a thin veil of mist and fog around him that builds up to his desire. The range is unlimited, but it leaves him fairly parched and must consume liquids (alcohol, water or otherwise) to replenish it. It works the exact way as a fog does, however, Leonard cannot be tracked with a homing or tracking ability. Leonard is also unable to see clearly in the fog. The duration is dependent on the size, with small areas vanishing in minutes, whereas larger fields may stay for hours. SILVER PURSUIT SILVER PURSUIT While unable to see in the fog, Leonard gains a sensitivity to motion and form in the mists - whether made by himself, others, or naturally. Within this veil, he perceives the outline of tangible objects and flow of movement. Although this clarity is not well-defined, as Leonard struggles to discern individuals with similar builds, gaits and stature. Friend or foe, whoever is in the fog is up to Leonard's judgement. B A C K S T O R Y B A C K S T O R Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Leonard Mayer presents himself as a minor Silesian noble who left Austria in search of purpose beyond the rigid confines of court life. Educated, well-mannered, and fluently multilingual, he secured a commission as a lieutenant in the British Army’s Quartermaster Corps, where his sharp wit, effortless charm, and keen logistical sense earned him quiet respect. A man of cultured vices, Leonard is known for his late-night walks, a taste for good drink, and flirtations with anything in a petticoat. Though more often found with a pen than a pistol, he fences regularly and holds his own in a duel of words or steel. Behind the smoke and smiles, there is a deeper loyalty. Not to Britain per se, but to the ideals of honour, service, and freedom from the suffocating expectations of nobility. Most assume he is simply a wayward younger son enjoying an extended foreign commission. None know, save himself, the truth behind his lineage and why he kept his purse close-fisted. A man seeking luxury, yet knows honour deep in his blood. He sometimes gazes distantly to the horizon, wishing his family well. E X T R A S E X T R A S ________________________________________________________________________________________ ∙ Theme: The Ballad of Mona Lisa - Panic! At The Disco ∙ If you visit my CS collection, you'll find a planning space for plots under the characters. Maybe. Still in progress ∙ Uh, Shadowhunters (the book series, not the TV show or movies. Burn them all)

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_{Note: I could stare at that face all day... I mean wut}

Spoilers of course

THE PLANNING SPACE (pt 2)

Backstory

Leonard is the 3rd prince of the Austria Empire, his real name being Leopold Franz Karl von Österreich-Lothringen.
He was supposed to be given a count title and engaged to a distant cousin in Germany (or somewhere else).
Will build a family tree... somewhere

His undercover last name is actually from the Quartermaster General's mother's maiden last name - not that Leo is aware of that. Leonard literally crossed borders with a fake first name and no plan lol.

Powers edit:
There is an implication that anything that moves in the fog is perceptible to Leo, but idk if it's worded correctly. Might ask beans to update it.
Post edit: The issue has been rectified, the proper description for silver pursuit is in the cs tab and I cannot be bothered c+p here

Lake of Mirrors

a resident of The Season of the Enlightened || currently at: ---

Selina Nightingale

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_{Lady Selina Nightingale
Lady Selina Nightingale}

^{“In this game of masks and whispers, I am both the pawn and the queen’s quiet hand.”}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O C H A R A C T E R I N F O _________________________________________________________ | Selina Vivian Nightingale | 22 | _________________________________________________________ | Cisgender Female (She/Her) | 5'4'' / 110lbs | _________________________________________________________ | Bisexual | Gentry (Fallen Nobility: Viscount) | C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Character Info Birthday: 6th December, 1789 Country of Origin: Great Britain Languages Spoken: English, French, Italian Affiliation: St. Eustice’s School Motivation: Restoration of her family's noble title and finding out the truth behind their fall. Habits: ∙ Wears gloves for any occasion, except when partaking in tea and dining. ∙ If, during a tea party, she dislikes the host and/or guests, she will pour the tea onto the garden. ∙ Selina will do a full-body check if she's judging you. Hobbies: ∙ Chess ∙ Tea ceremonies ∙ Horseback riding ∙ Poetry ► Fears ∙ Fear of the unknown and uncontrollable ∙ Betrayal ∙ Imposter syndrome ► Skills ∙ Strategist ∙ Firearms (pistol mastery) ∙ Equestrianism ∙ Politics ► Shortcomings ∙ Religion ∙ Persuasion ∙ Swimming ∙ Activities requiring patience ► Likes ∙ Small animals ∙ Horses ∙ Challenging opponents ∙ Partaking in black and green tea ∙ Physically strong people ► Dislikes ∙ Being treated as ignorant and weak ∙ Empth and users of empth ∙ Overly sweet perfumes ∙ Uninvited charity ∙ High society - R U M O R S R U M O U R S _________________________________________________________ [+] - S E C R E T S & L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Rumors Whispers had begun to swirl around the drawing rooms and whispered corners of London’s grandest salons: Selina, once admired in her knowledge of the arts, was said to be harbouring a secret - a lover of no noble birth. No one knew where the story began; some said it was a spiteful invention by jealous rivals, others a half-truth overheard in a misty alley. But the rumour spread like wildfire, fuelled by pointed glances and subtle gossip. ► Secrets While the viscount was still alive, whispers circulated in certain drawing rooms that Selina’s striking resemblance to her mother and little to her father was cause for suspicion. It was said, in hushed tones, that she might be the fruit of an unlawful union. Selina remained unaware of these insinuations until quite recently, when she happened upon her mother in a discreet conversation with a gentleman knight. The sight casted the long-shadowed doubts of society into a stark, undeniable reality. -

E N L I G H T E N E D A B I L I T I E S E N L I G H T E N E D A B I L I T I E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ CHECKMATE'S MERCY CHECKMATE'S MERCY Carrying physical pieces of chess, except the king, Selina can impose a multi-layer augmentation on allies and their abilities by designating a chess piece to a person - they must be within sight to apply. Once used, the associated chess piece crumbles into fragments of itself. Selina is limited by the pieces to a singular side on standard chess board each day, with a person only allowed a single augmentation at a time. Each chess piece linked to a different type of augment, but the nature of each piece is still being researched due to her late Enlightenment. QUEEN Augment duration: 15 - 20 minutes Notes: ∙ Single piece ∙ Physically draining to use ∙ With Countess Harewood's permission, it seems the queen increases latent thinking? The countess does beat me in chess afterwards. Consequentially glides away a tad faster ROOK Augment duration: 30 - 32 minutes Notes: ∙ Dual piece ∙ Induces a craving for plump grapes? ∙ Very unremarkable at a glance, but a servant had not noticed a bleeding toe when he knocked against the door frame earlier ∙ Further experiments tests show a nulling of pain, does not transfer post-augment BISHOP Augment duration: 5 minutes Notes: ∙ Dual piece ∙ When applied on the injured servant, the bleeding stopped almost immediately ∙ Servant noted feeling a tad lethargic after the power expiration KNIGHT Augment duration: 20 minutes Notes: ∙ Dual piece ∙ Unintended consequence causing me to run faster ∙ First documented chess piece, when Countess Harewood jumped up in a fit of rage during a match. She rose almost to the chandelier and down in a quick succession. Caused mass panic ∙ In further tests, a willing servant showcased an increase in acrobatics PAWN Augment duration: ??? Notes: ∙ Octuple pieces ∙ Less understood power, despite the numerous pieces ∙ Countess Harewood suggested something of a sacrificial nature. Mother agrees. WHERE THE CROWN LIES WHERE THE CROWN LIES While they are augmented, allied Chess pieces are able to roughly detect within a 500m radius where Selina is, and vice versa. B A C K S T O R Y B A C K S T O R Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Selina was born to privilege and polish, born as the only daughter to Elliot Nightingale, Viscount Latimer with ancestral holdings in the County of York, and Lady Agatha Vivian, a formidable woman with iron discipline hailing from a distinguished military family. From the outside, their union seemed ideal, but behind closed doors, the marriage was frayed. The viscount, despite his title, nursed a bitter inferiority complex towards his wife's confident bearings and family's legacy of decorated officers. Her strength highlighted his weaknesses - an uncertain temper and lack of conviction. In time, he turned to empth, drinking, and gambling for escape. What began as an indulgence soon became dependence, a slow spiral into debts and disgrace. By the time Selina turned into the marriageable age of 17, the viscount fortune collapsed. Whispers turned to scandals. Courtships halted. Debtors came knocking. The viscount died suddenly, some claimed from illness, others quietly murmured suicide. Selina remembers the silence more than the aftermath - the empty stares, the cold dinners, and a realisation that everything would collapse. With no male heir, the title fell into abeyance and the estate was claimed by creditors. Lady Agatha returned to her maiden family with Selina. Too proud to beg and too fierce to crumble, Lady Agatha worked as a governess to wealthy merchant families. Selina returned to high society, not as a noble lady, but as lady's companion - an accessory of refinement and ruin. When Selina discovered signs of Enlightenment at 21 while playing chess with her lady, it became a new turning point of her planned return to nobility. A letter later, and now at 22, Selina attends St. Eustice's School for the Enlightened, hoping to graduate as soon as possible to overturn the abeyance and reclaim her family's honour. E X T R A S E X T R A S ________________________________________________________________________________________ ∙ Theme: Ego - Qing Madi ∙ Possibly to prove her heritage to the viscount title, she needs to find her baptismal certificate and her mother's marriage certificate. ∙ If she was born in this time period, Selina would most definitely throw hands. ∙ Favourite TV show/movie: Once Upon a Time

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Spoilers - You are Warned

The Planning Space

∙ Mother is the culprit (of course). She aimed for the viscounty title for her family and lover - who is Selina's real father.
∙ Selina's biological father is a soldier under one of her mother's brother's platoon (childhood sweethearts).
∙ Depending on which way the story is explored, the mother's family is either treacherous and wants a revolution to overthrow the current regency or they're hidden supporters of the crown looking to root out the corruption in the nobility - power balance between state, vassals and the church.
∙ The viscount knew about Selina's true heritage - truly loved Agatha and hoped their union would blossom a romance...? Only during the birth of Selina, he fell into degeneracy.
∙ The personality of the viscount is only half true. He was formally 'neutral' in political terms, which people mistook as non-ambitious and doormat behaviour.
∙ Selina remembers him as a present but cowardly father.

The true effects of Checkmate's Grace (thanks reddit)

Queen (Sub-power name: The Paragon) Boosts latent abilities and draws out the maximum peak of 'humanity', if they are enlightened, they will be able to wield their abilities with ease. Also increases thought process and athleticism (but note that if they were never athletic beforehand, they will not be able to do backflips).

Rook (Sub-power name: The Fortress) Physical fortification of a person and nullification of pain until the augment wears off - i.e. if they get injured during the augment, they won't feel it. When the augment ends, they will feel everything at once. Minor injuries cannot be inflicted, must be major and almost traumatic to injure a rook.
(Sub effect: Castle) If the rook is within where the crown lies, Selina can force swap their current positions.

Bishop (Sub-power name: The Divine) Speeds up self-recovery process at the expenditure of stamina. If they are an enlightened with healing (be it self or others), increase potency and speed.

Knight (Sub-power name: The Engine)

Pawn (Sub-power name: The Martyr)

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The Season of the Enlightened

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_{Lady Selina Nightingale
Lady Selina Nightingale}

^{“In this game of masks and whispers, I am both the pawn and the queen’s quiet hand.”}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O C H A R A C T E R I N F O _________________________________________________________ | Selina Vivian Nightingale | 22 | _________________________________________________________ | Cisgender Female (She/Her) | 5'4'' / 110lbs | _________________________________________________________ | Bisexual | Gentry (Fallen Nobility: Viscount) | C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Character Info Birthday: 6th December, 1789 Country of Origin: Great Britain Languages Spoken: English, French, Italian Affiliation: St. Eustice’s School Motivation: Restoration of her family's noble title and finding out the truth behind their fall. Habits: ∙ Wears gloves for any occasion, except when partaking in tea and dining. ∙ If, during a tea party, she dislikes the host and/or guests, she will pour the tea onto the garden. ∙ Selina will do a full-body check if she's judging you. Hobbies: ∙ Chess ∙ Tea ceremonies ∙ Horseback riding ∙ Poetry ► Fears ∙ Fear of the unknown and uncontrollable ∙ Betrayal ∙ Imposter syndrome ► Skills ∙ Strategist ∙ Firearms (pistol mastery) ∙ Equestrianism ∙ Politics ► Shortcomings ∙ Religion ∙ Persuasion ∙ Swimming ∙ Activities requiring patience ► Likes ∙ Small animals ∙ Horses ∙ Challenging opponents ∙ Partaking in black and green tea ∙ Physically strong people ► Dislikes ∙ Being treated as ignorant and weak ∙ Empth and users of empth ∙ Overly sweet perfumes ∙ Uninvited charity ∙ High society - R U M O R S R U M O U R S _________________________________________________________ [+] - S E C R E T S & L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Rumors Whispers had begun to swirl around the drawing rooms and whispered corners of London’s grandest salons: Selina, once admired in her knowledge of the arts, was said to be harbouring a secret - a lover of no noble birth. No one knew where the story began; some said it was a spiteful invention by jealous rivals, others a half-truth overheard in a misty alley. But the rumour spread like wildfire, fuelled by pointed glances and subtle gossip. ► Secrets While the viscount was still alive, whispers circulated in certain drawing rooms that Selina’s striking resemblance to her mother and little to her father was cause for suspicion. It was said, in hushed tones, that she might be the fruit of an unlawful union. Selina remained unaware of these insinuations until quite recently, when she happened upon her mother in a discreet conversation with a gentleman knight. The sight casted the long-shadowed doubts of society into a stark, undeniable reality. -

E N L I G H T E N E D A B I L I T I E S E N L I G H T E N E D A B I L I T I E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ CHECKMATE'S MERCY CHECKMATE'S MERCY Carrying physical pieces of chess, except the king, Selina can impose a multi-layer augmentation on allies and their abilities by designating a chess piece to a person - they must be within sight to apply. Once used, the associated chess piece crumbles into fragments of itself. Selina is limited by the pieces to a singular side on standard chess board each day, with a person only allowed a single augmentation at a time. Each chess piece linked to a different type of augment, but the nature of each piece is still being researched due to her late Enlightenment. QUEEN Augment duration: 15 - 20 minutes Notes: ∙ Single piece ∙ Physically draining to use ∙ With Countess Harewood's permission, it seems the queen increases latent thinking? The countess does beat me in chess afterwards. Consequentially glides away a tad faster ROOK Augment duration: 30 - 32 minutes Notes: ∙ Dual piece ∙ Induces a craving for plump grapes? ∙ Very unremarkable at a glance, but a servant had not noticed a bleeding toe when he knocked against the door frame earlier ∙ Further experiments tests show a nulling of pain, does not transfer post-augment BISHOP Augment duration: 5 minutes Notes: ∙ Dual piece ∙ When applied on the injured servant, the bleeding stopped almost immediately ∙ Servant noted feeling a tad lethargic after the power expiration KNIGHT Augment duration: 20 minutes Notes: ∙ Dual piece ∙ Unintended consequence causing me to run faster ∙ First documented chess piece, when Countess Harewood jumped up in a fit of rage during a match. She rose almost to the chandelier and down in a quick succession. Caused mass panic ∙ In further tests, a willing servant showcased an increase in acrobatics PAWN Augment duration: ??? Notes: ∙ Octuple pieces ∙ Less understood power, despite the numerous pieces ∙ Countess Harewood suggested something of a sacrificial nature. Mother agrees. WHERE THE CROWN LIES WHERE THE CROWN LIES While they are augmented, allied Chess pieces are able to roughly detect within a 500m radius where Selina is, and vice versa. B A C K S T O R Y B A C K S T O R Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Selina was born to privilege and polish, born as the only daughter to Elliot Nightingale, Viscount Latimer with ancestral holdings in the County of York, and Lady Agatha Vivian, a formidable woman with iron discipline hailing from a distinguished military family. From the outside, their union seemed ideal, but behind closed doors, the marriage was frayed. The viscount, despite his title, nursed a bitter inferiority complex towards his wife's confident bearings and family's legacy of decorated officers. Her strength highlighted his weaknesses - an uncertain temper and lack of conviction. In time, he turned to empth, drinking, and gambling for escape. What began as an indulgence soon became dependence, a slow spiral into debts and disgrace. By the time Selina turned into the marriageable age of 17, the viscount fortune collapsed. Whispers turned to scandals. Courtships halted. Debtors came knocking. The viscount died suddenly, some claimed from illness, others quietly murmured suicide. Selina remembers the silence more than the aftermath - the empty stares, the cold dinners, and a realisation that everything would collapse. With no male heir, the title fell into abeyance and the estate was claimed by creditors. Lady Agatha returned to her maiden family with Selina. Too proud to beg and too fierce to crumble, Lady Agatha worked as a governess to wealthy merchant families. Selina returned to high society, not as a noble lady, but as lady's companion - an accessory of refinement and ruin. When Selina discovered signs of Enlightenment at 21 while playing chess with her lady, it became a new turning point of her planned return to nobility. A letter later, and now at 22, Selina attends St. Eustice's School for the Enlightened, hoping to graduate as soon as possible to overturn the abeyance and reclaim her family's honour. E X T R A S E X T R A S ________________________________________________________________________________________ ∙ Theme: Ego - Qing Madi ∙ Possibly to prove her heritage to the viscount title, she needs to find her baptismal certificate and her mother's marriage certificate. ∙ If she was born in this time period, Selina would most definitely throw hands. ∙ Favourite TV show/movie: Once Upon a Time

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The Season of the Enlightened

@Lunari

First, Selina seems grand! I enjoy her Enlightened abilities. You also have a nice mix of weaknesses in there for her. I definitely will enjoy seeing where she goes from her, my mind is already swimming with ideas!

Few notes: Her fears....she has a lot. Not a terrible thing but I will be using people's fears against them and you only needed to have three. You can keep them if you want, but you were warned :)

For her skills and faults, it needs to be 4 each, not five. Please remove one for both. You will gain new skills as the RP goes on but are only allowed 4 to start the RP off.

There is also something you forgot to add in the Extras section :)

Once those are done, tag me and if everything looks good she will be approved!

@PatientBean

Fixed! Reduced fears from 5 to 3. Removed a skill and fault. Sorry, got confused by the wording 'at least' in the RP sheet. Extra thing added.

The Season of the Enlightened

I make a lot of English Engrish mistakes, so it would be nice if some fresh eyes help fix them with me ;-;
Edit: My eyesight is cooked

Selina Nightingale

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_{Lady Selina Nightingale
Lady Selina Nightingale}

^{“In this game of masks and whispers, I am both the pawn and the queen’s quiet hand.”}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R I N F O C H A R A C T E R I N F O _________________________________________________________ | Selina Vivian Nightingale | 22 | _________________________________________________________ | Cisgender Female (She/Her) | 5'4'' / 110lbs | _________________________________________________________ | Bisexual | Gentry (Fallen Nobility: Viscount) | C H A R A C T E R N O T E S C H A R A C T E R N O T E S _________________________________________________________ [+] - M I S C E L L A N E O U S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Character Info Birthday: 6th December, 1789 Country of Origin: Great Britain Languages Spoken: English, French, Italian Affiliation: St. Eustice’s School Motivation: Restoration of her family's noble title and finding out the truth behind their fall. Habits: ∙ Wears gloves for any occasion, except when partaking in tea and dining. ∙ If, during a tea party, she dislikes the host and/or guests, she will pour the tea onto the garden. ∙ Selina will do a full-body check if she's judging you. Hobbies: ∙ Chess ∙ Tea ceremonies ∙ Horseback riding ∙ Poetry ► Fears ∙ Fear of the unknown and uncontrollable ∙ Betrayal ∙ Imposter syndrome ► Skills ∙ Strategist ∙ Firearms (pistol mastery) ∙ Equestrianism ∙ Politics ► Shortcomings ∙ Religion ∙ Persuasion ∙ Swimming ∙ Activities requiring patience ► Likes ∙ Small animals ∙ Horses ∙ Challenging opponents ∙ Partaking in black and green tea ∙ Physically strong people ► Dislikes ∙ Being treated as ignorant and weak ∙ Empth and users of empth ∙ Overly sweet perfumes ∙ Uninvited charity ∙ High society - R U M O R S R U M O U R S _________________________________________________________ [+] - S E C R E T S & L I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Rumors Whispers had begun to swirl around the drawing rooms and whispered corners of London’s grandest salons: Selina, once admired in her knowledge of the arts, was said to be harbouring a secret - a lover of no noble birth. No one knew where the story began; some said it was a spiteful invention by jealous rivals, others a half-truth overheard in a misty alley. But the rumour spread like wildfire, fuelled by pointed glances and subtle gossip. ► Secrets While the viscount was still alive, whispers circulated in certain drawing rooms that Selina’s striking resemblance to her mother and little to her father was cause for suspicion. It was said, in hushed tones, that she might be the fruit of an unlawful union. Selina remained unaware of these insinuations until quite recently, when she happened upon her mother in a discreet conversation with a gentleman knight. The sight casted the long-shadowed doubts of society into a stark, undeniable reality. -

E N L I G H T E N E D A B I L I T I E S E N L I G H T E N E D A B I L I T I E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ CHECKMATE'S MERCY CHECKMATE'S MERCY Carrying physical pieces of chess, except the king, Selina can impose a multi-layer augmentation on allies and their abilities by designating a chess piece to a person - they must be within sight to apply. Once used, the associated chess piece crumbles into fragments of itself. Selina is limited by the pieces to a singular side on standard chess board each day, with a person only allowed a single augmentation at a time. Each chess piece linked to a different type of augment, but the nature of each piece is still being researched due to her late Enlightenment. QUEEN Augment duration: 15 - 20 minutes Notes: ∙ Single piece ∙ Physically draining to use ∙ With Countess Harewood's permission, it seems the queen increases latent thinking? The countess does beat me in chess afterwards. Consequentially glides away a tad faster ROOK Augment duration: 30 - 32 minutes Notes: ∙ Dual piece ∙ Induces a craving for plump grapes? ∙ Very unremarkable at a glance, but a servant had not noticed a bleeding toe when he knocked against the door frame earlier ∙ Further experiments tests show a nulling of pain, does not transfer post-augment BISHOP Augment duration: 5 minutes Notes: ∙ Dual piece ∙ When applied on the injured servant, the bleeding stopped almost immediately ∙ Servant noted feeling a tad lethargic after the power expiration KNIGHT Augment duration: 20 minutes Notes: ∙ Dual piece ∙ Unintended consequence causing me to run faster ∙ First documented chess piece, when Countess Harewood jumped up in a fit of rage during a match. She rose almost to the chandelier and down in a quick succession. Caused mass panic ∙ In further tests, a willing servant showcased an increase in acrobatics PAWN Augment duration: ??? Notes: ∙ Octuple pieces ∙ Less understood power, despite the numerous pieces ∙ Countess Harewood suggested something of a sacrificial nature. Mother agrees. WHERE THE CROWN LIES WHERE THE CROWN LIES While they are augmented, allied Chess pieces are able to roughly detect within a 500m radius where Selina is, and vice versa. B A C K S T O R Y B A C K S T O R Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Selina was born to privilege and polish, born as the only daughter to Elliot Nightingale, Viscount Latimer with ancestral holdings in the County of York, and Lady Agatha Vivian, a formidable woman with iron discipline hailing from a distinguished military family. From the outside, their union seemed ideal, but behind closed doors, the marriage was frayed. The viscount, despite his title, nursed a bitter inferiority complex towards his wife's confident bearings and family's legacy of decorated officers. Her strength highlighted his weaknesses - an uncertain temper and lack of conviction. In time, he turned to empth, drinking, and gambling for escape. What began as an indulgence soon became dependence, a slow spiral into debts and disgrace. By the time Selina turned into the marriageable age of 17, the viscount fortune collapsed. Whispers turned to scandals. Courtships halted. Debtors came knocking. The viscount died suddenly, some claimed from illness, others quietly murmured suicide. Selina remembers the silence more than the aftermath - the empty stares, the cold dinners, and a realisation that everything would collapse. With no male heir, the title fell into abeyance and the estate was claimed by creditors. Lady Agatha returned to her maiden family with Selina. Too proud to beg and too fierce to crumble, Lady Agatha worked as a governess to wealthy merchant families. Selina returned to high society, not as a noble lady, but as lady's companion - an accessory of refinement and ruin. When Selina discovered signs of Enlightenment at 21 while playing chess with her lady, it became a new turning point of her planned return to nobility. A letter later, and now at 22, Selina attends St. Eustice's School for the Enlightened, hoping to graduate as soon as possible to overturn the abeyance and reclaim her family's honour. E X T R A S E X T R A S ________________________________________________________________________________________ ∙ Theme: Ego - Qing Madi ∙ Possibly to prove her heritage to the viscount title, she needs to find her baptismal certificate and her mother's marriage certificate. ∙ If she was born in this time period, Selina would most definitely throw hands. ∙ Favourite TV show/movie: Once Upon a Time

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The Season of the Enlightened

I'm interested as well! Definitely a interesting time period to RP in.