Potter

Neo Genesis: Chronicles of Eberron

Race: Tiefling
Class: Ranger
Location: Port Verge
Interactions: @DWGJay
Equipment:

Equipment List

⋆ Traveler’s cloak
⋆ Hidden daggers in boots
⋆ Longbow with etched star markings and quiver

Attire: ⋆ Outfit ⋆ Hair
Gold Balance: 65
Injuries: Scars on body, old chain marks on wrists, ankles and neck, tattoo on wrist with number

The walk to the ship caused Arya’s nerves to be taut. She kept her hood tightly around her head. Behind her, Tommy clutched her cape. His reaction to the bath and seeing his back caused her chest to tighten. It was clear that something happened to him and she wouldn’t press him on it until he was ready to talk about it. She would be there to listen when he was ready. They were to alike and it caused her distress.

The ship’s name was cruel, and the horrific looking goblin they practically unboxed was a pathetic sight. Arya let out a deep sigh of frustration and distress. Arya kept Tommy to her side, and seeing the cruelty around them, decided to protect him. She wrapped her cloak around him gently and smiled down at him reassuringly. ”It’s okay,” Arya whispered to him gently. ”I’m here for you.” Stella remained hiding in her cloak and quiet, though her talons were digging into her shoulder.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: Evening
Location: Danrose Castle
Interactions: @AuthenticTomb Aslam
Mentions:
Aesthetic: Ball Outfit & Hair

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The endearing smile from Aslam caused Elena’s cheeks to redden. She ended up smiling broadly herself upon seeing it, then realized she needed to be proper, and softened it. ”Aslam it i--what a nice name.” She replied with a grin. The way he said her name was music to her ears. She almost greedily wanted to hear it again. It was such a relief to find good company after the horrifying dance with Count Emil. She shuddered as she thought of him and pushed him out of her mind.

She watched him walk ahead of her and pull her chair out and sighed in relief; he was a proper gentleman. Elena sat down and took her napkin to place on her lap and turned to the table nearby to begin politely eating. Elena properly fixed him a plate as well and poured wine for them both. As she listened to him, she realized she was entranced by his voice and nearly forgot to reply. His remark about being interested in Varian made her blush again.

”If you don’t mind me asking, what is your sister’s name? Which Varian noble was it?” She continued in between bites of her food, ”It seems that the Alidasht and Varian interests are blossoming. I do believe my brother, Magnus, went off with Shehzadi Amira and my sister, Nora. I am quite interested in the Alidasht myself, so this works out for both of us.” She glanced at the chalice then up at him. Both were equally beautiful. ”The cuisine is delicious, I must agree.” Elena replied, and gestured to her plate. ”If you want something in particular, please let me know.” Elena took a sip of wine and then set it down.

His passion for music and dancing were delightful. Elena tilted her head to one side with curiosity and a mischievous look in her eyes. ”Is that so? You might have to show me sometime.” Elena noted his nostalgia and smiled. It was sweet to see his passion and she could tell he was excited. ”As for me, I play violin, but that’s the extent of my musical interest. I’m more into the arts, reading, and blacksmithing, instead of dancing.” Elena waited for his reaction to her slightly unusual interest with a mixture of both curiosity and anxiety.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: Evening
Location: Danrose Castle
Interactions:
Mentions:

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The interaction left her satisfied. It did not matter if revealing herself was wrong–as long as the message was received and shared, she was fine with it. Cassius could defend himself all he wanted–the truth was different than whatever lies he’d spread. Being related to Pasha Zulu wasn’t of importance–they hadn’t exactly come from Alidasht to Caesonia. Violet was her dad’s daughter and would be a fine addition to the Black Rose. Kira strode across the ballroom and found herself a seat away from the action. Her gaze flicked to the King and noticed Alexander was there, and a smile crossed her face.

She watched couples dance together and friends and family reminisced and laughed together. Golden lie promises, “I-love-yous” shared, and whispers of their futures together echoed throughout the ballroom. Glasses clinked together, as people inebriated themselves and foolishly drank away their hopes and dreams all the while forgetting the king had murdered his wife the same morning. How plain some of these nobles were–none of them had a clue the true dangers lurking in the shadows. Kira drank her wine and refilled it soon afterwards.

Jason materialized from nowhere, and Kira looked at him with a grin. He was dressed in a suit and tie with his brown hair slicked back to play the role of a server.

”Jason, where's your shame in being late?” She inquired and he stared at her grumpily. ”Cat got your tongue?” He glared at her fiercely. ”Jacey, do you think your precious Ariana misses your voice?” He set down a few glasses of wine and glowered. Kira leaned forward and looked at him as seriousness now filled her voice. ”Do me a favor and go linger near the Vikena and Damien brats.” He nodded and left after bowing respectfully on cue and then sauntered away.

Kira sighed, then collected her food and continued to drink her wine.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: Evening
Location: Danrose Castle
Interactions: @AuthenticTomb Aslam
Mentions:
Aesthetic: Ball Outfit & Hair

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Elena smiled when Aslam approached her. "I must agree. Your company has certainly brightened my night as well.” She tapped her hands against a wine glass anxiously. "”Lady Elena Pawonska, of the Varian Kingdom. I’m delighted to make your acquaintance." She glanced around and saw an open table nearby and gestured to it. "Shall we sit? I don't mind either way.”

Elena took in the details of his black and turquoise suit and how it contrasted well with his complexion. Gods, he was handsome. Her heart was hamming inside and she hoped he wouldn’t hear it. "Are you enjoying the ball so far?” She inquired and smiled softly. "How does this compare to Alidasht? I’d love to hear about it.” This interaction would cleanse her mentally from the horrid dance from Count Emil.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: Evening
Location: Danrose Castle
Interactions: @AuthenticTomb Aslam
Mentions:
Aesthetic: Ball Outfit & Hair

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Elena left the dance with Emil with a grimace. She dusted off her suit and fixed her hair with a quiet sigh. That had been one of the creepiest things she had encountered. A dance with a count who worshipped the dark lords wasn’t on her bucket list, but it had happened. Elena thought of what the papers might say and rolled her eyes. As long as her siblings and Amira remained safe, it had been a notable sacrifice. She had at least become diplomatic and left on a fair note–though she hadn’t left the door open for more interactions.

As she perused the dance floor, Elena glanced around for her siblings. They weren’t anywhere to be found, so she crossed over to the side to watch the dancers. Magnus was likely to be with them so she could relax. She grabbed some cookies and a drink to nibble on and distract herself from the horrid start to her evening. There were familiar people but none she dared interrupt so she studied everyone–who was dancing with who, the idle gossip and chitchat around her, and the atmosphere of the room. There was some kind of tension lingering, however King Edin was attempting to smooth it over.

That’s when a dark figure caught her attention: Shehzade Aslam. Elena glanced up at him and for a moment, she admired his features. She smiled politely over at him and waved to catch his attention.

”Good evening, Shehzade.” Elena bowed in the traditional Alidasht fashion. She had read books regarding their customs to prepare for the courting season. ”How are you?”

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: Evening
Location: Danrose Castle
Interactions: @samreaper Kazu
Mentions: @princess Charlotte & @Oso Cassius

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Back at the table, Olivia remained quiet. Kazu’s lullaby and sweet words caused her to melt inside. Her rage had dissipated so that her blood was not boiling any longer. Her parent’s voices had grown silent in her head and were no longer egging her on to assassinate the king.

Olivia watched Cassius adjust Lottie’s shoes and smiled softly. He was such a sweetie to her. His actions had proved more to her than knowing him as well as Lottie did.

”Seems like you’re in good hands.” Olivia remarked to Charlotte with a bashful grin. ”Are you okay?”

She glanced at Cassius. ”Thank you for having her back with me.” Olivia smiled at him genuinely.

Then, she glanced behind her and then smiled bashfully, as she reminisced over Kazu. ”I think Kazu is catching up. Hopefully we can relax now and have fun?”

She watched a nearby waiter stroll past carrying wine goblets. Liv quickly took two glasses of wine then set them down near Lottie and Cassius. ”I think you deserve these.”

Olivia sat down near them protectively and defensively, and glared at anyone who looked their way, and began stuffing her face fervently once more while she waited for Kazumin. Her cheeks began matching her hair once more as she thought of hopefully dancing with her sunflower skip meister.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: Evening
Location: Danrose Castle
Interactions: @SilverSpring Violet
Mentions: @Oso Cassius

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The questions were too on the nose. Kira adjusted her position and inspected Violet with a head tilt. She smiled sweetly, but there was a sudden tension to it. Like a lioness finding its prey, Kira leaned forward and didn’t take her eyes off of Violet. The rest of the ball could be damned. The room could have become a freezer for all she cared, or the room set ablaze. Kira remained calm as the sea on a sunny day.

”Your questions are curious. Tell me, Violet darling, you have suspicions don’t you? And here I was hoping we could be friends.”

Kira leaned back with a disappointed smile that vanished into a calm one.

She picked up a knife and began twirling it absentmindedly in her hands. It was clear that this was second nature and she trusted herself with it.

”The dating auction was quite surprising wasn’t it? One thousand gold for the Vikena girl.” Kira mused with delight as she recounted the tale of the auction.

”Rumor has it, their picnic did not last long. I wonder what happened? My my. I let my emotions get the best of me there didn’t I? Shalln't happen again.”

Kira paused for a moment. Then, she adjusted her dress briefly to reveal a long scar jutting from her chest. Though Violet couldn't see the rest, she gestured her hand down to indicate it was a long one, and fixed her dress once more, ensuring that nobody saw anything too much.

”We have something in common, darling: our scars. Yours is unfortunately more visible than the mine.”

She tossed the knife into the air then caught it with precision.

”My scar was the result of betrayal and being left for dead. Abandoned and left to suffer in agony while I bled out and almost every bone in my body was crushed, as though the weight of the vast ocean was upon me. I choked on my own blood and dust. I screamed out for his aid as best I could while I watched him leave. It was as though a decade of friendship had not mattered. I would have never made that choice to leave anyone, even a stranger.”

Kira juggled the knife again and stared her down intently and remained unafraid of her reaction or judgement.

”I come with a warning, Violet. Your brother may act like a saint, pretend to care and love you or others, but deep down he is a manipulative liar and would leave you in the dust to save his own skin. I am sure you won’t believe me, darling; he’s quite charming and sweet. I have seen it and lived to tell the tale. Whether or not you heed this information, let’s be clear on one thing: I’d like to be your friend and help you live through.. your situation.”

Kira smirked at her and caught the knife once more.

”Blood has become a tad dangerous now, hasn’t it?”

She nearly allowed the knife to pierce her skin, but moved her hand in time.

”Good evening, Violet Damien.”

Kira smiled at her sweetly and disappeared into the crowd like smoke.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: Evening
Location: Danrose Castle
Interactions: @SilverSpring Violet
Mentions: @princess Charlotte/Edin, @Oso Cassius, @samreaper Kazu

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Violet addressed the golden question-- her family. Kira did not look in Wren’s direction as he laughed at a joke from likely Astra nearby.

“I am a cousin of Pasha Faven Zulu—Lady Malia Zulu. In Alidasht, that's equal to a count or countess for Caesonia. So sorry, I forgot to properly introduce myself. Where are my manners?” Kira replied, her voice as smooth as butter. She felt the woman's eyes never leave her, so she remained polite and stoic. She took a piece of bread and dipped it in butter before eating it. This girl was quite interesting.

It's not a complete lie...

As for the romance question, Violet's answered piqued her interest. “Maybe once upon a time...” she said softly. “But there is no help needed. I am aware of my situation.”

So there was someone. She stored that nugget of knowledge in the back of her mind. Kira paused and glanced at her with confusion. “What do you mean "your situation?”

A raised voice caught her attention, followed by movement beyond the dancers. She watched Charlotte rush toward the throne area, and as the crowd parted, she saw Lorenzo standing before Edin. Apparently, there was an altercation between the king and jester, which had somehow entangled the entire Charlotte brigade. What did anyone see in the porcelain doll anyway?

Moments later, Cassius and Olivia followed like puppies chasing a tennis ball. Her expression remained stoic and her breathing even. It was not all too surprising. Where was the other jester? As if the gods heard her, Kazu joined them and picked up Olivia. Was Little Red ready to blow? This night could not become more entertaining, could it? Dinner and a show—what a perfect combination.

Violet’s voice filled her reverie, and she glanced at her with a look of amusement and shock. “Definitely... Is there not a quiet moment in Sorian?” Kira shook her head in disbelief and faced her.

“Is that your brother up there?” She asked innocently and curiously, as though it were new information to her. “Are you close?”

Just then, the situation with Lorenzo escalated. His fist went to meet the king’s face and was deflected by Calbert. Kira watched with curiosity and sighed as though drama were the bane of her existence.

“Oh dear. That's your father, Calbert, right?” She watched as Calbert forcefully escorted Lorenzo out of the throne room. “My goodness.”

Kira sipped her wine and glanced at Violet with a half-smile. “Thank you again for letting me join you. I'm a bit nervous about the balls.” She laughed quietly and looked down shyly.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: Evening
Location: Danrose Castle
Interactions: [@Remyram] Magnus & @princess Count Emil
Mentions: @HylianRose Nora @Chrys Amira @princess Count Emil
Aesthetic: Ball Outfit & Hair

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The evening was beginning to turn out as a mess. Elena wished she could go back in time and stop Count Emil from coming near her sister and Amira, and also for the naivety of the latter not to be involved in finding out at the ball. Elena exhaled slowly, restraining her frustration, and not allowing anything more to show.

Finally, Nora tugged a confused and bashful Amira away. Now it was Magnus and her with Count Emil and she did not want him involved. She glanced at her brother and her expression and body language both softened from the tight stance she maintained.

”Magnus, can you please chaperone our dear sister and Shehzadi Amira?” She smiled at him sweetly, and gestured to the food table. ”Can you save me some sweets, please?” It was not entirely a command, but she did want him to leave so he was not getting into trouble. Elena set her hand on his cheek with a half-smile that read: I got this. Please stay out of trouble.

Then, she removed her hand, and paused for a moment to collect herself. Once composed, she turned back to Count Emil, who was now far too close. She clasped her hands together and listened to him speak. Each word caused the hairs on the back of her neck to stand up and her skin to crawl. How could anyone be this abhorrent? It was as though she was something to be toyed before consuming. Discomfort ran through her, but she remained poised and dignified. His remark to wanting him to herself nearly made Elena gag.

Elena narrowed her eyes at his proposition, but she knew she wanted to protect her siblings no matter what, so she steeled herself. In her mind, she wondered, what would break him–what would make him squirm like he enjoyed causing others to?

”I never want to see you, or any of your comrades or anyone else, near my siblings and Amira again. Do I make myself clear?” Elena retorted and narrowed her gaze at him.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Time: Evening
Location: Danrose Castle
Interactions: @SilverSpring Violet
Mentions: @Lava Alckon Drake/Farim, @remram Askel/Magnus, @HylianRose Lucian, @AuthenticTomb Aslam, @samreaper Kazumin

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Kira politely took her seat and ensured she did not look hurried or overly eager. Violet’s smile was a welcoming sight, though she questioned the authenticity behind it. In response to the wine comment, she picked up her now empty wine glass from when she was with Askel and Aslam, and refilled it while she continued talking. She ate with a controlled precision, this time not eating to hide her visceral reaction. He was out of her mind

”Thank you for allowing me to join you, Lady violet. I do appreciate it and wine can be your best friend at events.” Kira replied sweetly. ”I’m from Alidasht and I recently moved here with my parents.” The lie was smooth as the wine they drank. As for who caught her eye, she half-grinned with amusement. Her gaze trailed over familiar targets.

She took her time answering as a few faces bubbled to the surface. In her mind’s eye, she pictured Drake, Kazumin, and Farim–people she knew Charlotte had interacted with and was friends with–and of course, her traitorous and scourge brother. How had his blood tasted, she wondered?

“Oh, there are quite a few interesting men here.” Kira replied and chuckled with a schoolgirl’s giddiness. She stared at the ballroom attendants and traced her wineglass with her fingers as she calculated how to reply. ”The Shezhades are attractive,” She remarked and laughed. ”I do think that the Varian nobility are both attractive and fascinating. I don’t know much about the Varian Kingdom, sadly. So, I find the men there interesting, but nobody in particular yet.” She mused and smiled shyly, as though the idea of courting was too embarrassing.

Her gaze moved toward Magnus Pawonska for a brief moment and then flickered away before Violet could notice. The Pawnonska triplets were powerful witches with a secret artifact–she wanted to chat with them, but in due time. She spun her wineglass in her hand and her gaze fixated on the dancefloor, while keeping Violet in her peripheral vision. She smirked with amusement and turned to Violet.

”What about you, Lady Damien? Surely someone noticed your beauty by now? And if not, I could help you,” Kira sipped her wine and studied her reply while she gave the illusion she was not paying too close attention.