A scream escaped from Maxes lips as a giant cat appeared in front of him, commenting that he appeared to be lost. "[i][Ok that's it then. dehydration has finally caused me to hallucinate./i]" He thought to himself as he looked at the cats very sharp teeth. Though he was solidly convinced that he finally lost his mind, the only course of action he could think of was to engage it in conversation. "Yeah, you could say that." He agreed,"On the off chance I haven't gone completely crazy, what are you? And where am I?" He asked the giant talking cat.
Meanwhile in the Spring Court, Ardaie was just waking up to her now sunlit, pastel colored room. The walls were gradients of pink to red, with ornate wood furnishings made from Ents who where just too willing to give up their lives to make her room as lavish as possible. Within seconds on her waking, one of her personal attendants was right beside her. "Good morning your highness," The servant said eagerly, " I trust you slept well?" She asked, as the Queen roused herself, not responding to the helps mindless chatter. She simply extended her arms out, the attendant quickly took a robe from on top of one of her dressers, and slid it onto the queen. Ardaie then waved her hand, and the attendant scuttered away.
As daylight poured in through the canopy of the forest, Max was woken up from the bright light of the rising sun. Groaning internally, he rolled over and out of the soft bed of leaves he had made for himself. It wasn't much, but it did help him blend in, and it was something to give him a semblance of warmth over night. He stood shakily, his stomach growling, and in a fair bit of pain. He had been surviving off of berries and lake water for the past few weeks, which was definitely not the proper diet for a growing boy. He ran his hands through his hair, and screamed out as he pulled a bug out from the mop that was his head. "Gross gross gross!" He said, stumbling and falling back towards one of the trees.
Max fell on his hands, his palms soar from the hard wood of the tree he fell into. He regained his balance, and wrapped his arms around his chest. "This is the worst morning yet." He said, giving a small, nervous laugh. He really wanted to get home, but these woods were never ending, and things were not at all looking good on that front. He gave himself a moment to regain his composure and collect himself, and started to walk, with the hope that he might find something substantial to eat.
Name: Ardaie Loreious Race: Half siren, half yokai Position: Ruler of Spring Court Age: She'll never tell, but she looks to be around 22. (Approx 5000) Personality: On the surface she seems to be a flirty and fun person, but this is only a facade. She is a cunning and is very good about getting to know anybody who may be a threat to her kingdom, and dealing with them swiftly, either through execution, or reeducation. Her kingdom is perfect because of this, as she would never settle for anything less. Everybody in her kingdom is safe, has a job that's simply perfect for them, and is perfectly content, and if they aren't they certainly don't voice it. Underneath her mask, she is manipulative, cold, and perhaps one of the most evil creatures you could imagine. Appearance: She would describe herself as looking like a fairytale princess, and even for her vanity, she'd be pretty close. She's tall with fair skin, deep purple eyes, and straight golden hair. She often is seen in garish dresses, similar to what'd you expect a small girls doll to wear. Besides that, she's surprising physically fit, enough so that she could defend herself if the need arose. Background: Ardaie has been around for a very long time, but suffice to say, the Spring Kingdom was very different when she was created. She was born as a slave to the royal family at the time, and she caught the wandering eye of the King. As it would turn out, Ardaie was born with the rare gift of a Silvertongue, or the ability to wrap others around her finger by talking to them. This coupled with her beauty allowed for her to eventually stage a not so hostile takeover of the kingdom in which the King executed his previous wife, and named her Queen. From there, it was very simple to get the king to give her complete and total power over the kingdom, at which point the former king soon found himself no longer useful, and was promptly poisoned. Now the sole ruler of her kingdom, she would enact massive reform, heralding in a new, and obviously much better era. One thing was that she made slavery illegal, which was initially very unpopular, but all the opposers would end up either changing their mind, or losing their head. This sort of thing would continue for all reform she put through, be it getting rid of discrimination based on social class, or setting up a system in which everyone has the job best fitted to them, until all opposition faded away, and everyone was happy, or too scared to speak out.
Name:Max Oscar Napras
Race: Human
Position: He's hiding out right now, but will most likely run into some fae soon.
Age:13
Personality: Though you wouldn't expect it of somebody who got so lost in the woods that they wound up in another dimension, Max is extremely intelligent, but not in your typical book smart way. Max is adaptable to most situations, and can talk himself out of pretty much anything. He previously used this skill to narrowly avoid punishment for the antics he would engage in, it will now prove useful in hopefully avoiding death or worse from Fae that he'll run into. Besides that, Max is a very social person, and will more than likely find the greatest difficulty in not having any other people to talk to while stuck in this realm. In the two weeks he's been here, this has already eroded part of his mental stability. He's still functioning well, but he's definitely on edge. The biggest thing he cares about in the end however, is himself. In a life or death situation, he will take any and all necessary actions to ensure his own safety and life.
Appearance: Max is short, even for his age, standing at around 5'1, and has a light tan, but is still clearly Caucasian.He also has long black hair that sweeps behind his head and down his neck. Sadly for Max, he's stuck in the clothes that he was wearing when he showed up the the Fae world. These clothes are now a stained green T-shirt, that's starting to get holes in the back of it, which are growing larger by the day. His pants are a pair of blue jeans, which are now muddy, and torn on the bottoms of the pant legs.
Background: Max was born into a normal middle class family, with a mostly unremarkable early childhood. The biggest thing that always made him standout however, was his tendency to get himself in... unpleasant situations for his parents. The time in preschool where he maybe convinced the other kids to start digging a grave for their preschool teacher at recess, The time where he almost certainly didn't get their pet Shih Tzu stuck in a tree, and nobody could forget about the time he had a few of his friends have a surprise game of hide and seek in the woods... Yeah, nobody could forget that, since he never came back out. It was that night, he ended up leaving the humans to join the Fae, and ever since then, he's been fending for himself in the forest, trying just to survive, and find a way back home. It's been two weeks of that though, and he's going to need to get to some form of civilization soon, or he's going to lose it, either mentally, or from pure exposure to the elements.
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