Silent Whispers

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First post is up! Thank you guys for being patient. LOL.

By the way, please do not speed post, allow at least two people to post after your last post before you post again. I mean it. And your posting do not have to be as long as mine though I do expect three good paragraphs. I'll settle for no less than two and half. ^^ Got it? Good.

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Queen Emilia

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Emilia was up a bit earlier than usual this morning as it was time for her to departure from her land of Sevaviel and go on over to the lands of Thirmos, to hopefully marry their Crowned Prince, Rowan. Her maidens had already packed her luggage of the things that she will need and loaded them up on a carriage that was waiting for her. She was prepped and dressed and ready to go but of course, her mother wanted to see her before she parted. A male servant came into her room, letting her know that her mother is in the throne room and requesting her presence. Emilia made a slight face then nodded her head, waving the male servant away.

She rose herself up from the bed and walked down the hall then down a few stairs before making her presence felt in the throne room. People bowed down to her and muttered the words 'My Queen' or 'Your Grace' as she walked past them. She stood now just mere inches from her mother, who sort of glared at her up and down. "Look at you, my darling daughter. Off to marry the Crown Prince of Thirmos. Well, I hope you know that I am not sending you there alone." Her words were slurred so Emilia just had to interrupt her mother there immediately. "I know, which is why I already requested that two of my ladies in waiting come along, Princess Elissa, Lord Aldurin Ranold and Sir Lachlan of the Royal Guard." She smiled but soon turned it into a smirk as her mother looked at her. "Oh, so you have it all figured out." Emilia chuckled softly. "I wish to have this argument with you, mother but I must depart as they are awaiting for my arrival at Thirmos." With those words spoken, she turned heel and walked out of the throne room, gracefully.

Emilia had made it outside, where everyone was lined up except her mother, of course and wished her safe travels to Thirmos. She thanked her people then boarded her carriage alone while waving her people goodbye as the carriage took off. Emilia had her sister, Elissa and her ladies in waiting riding in the same carriage behind her and had Lord Aldurin and Sir Lachlan, riding together in the carriage ahead of them. Just in case any problems were to happen on their destination towards Thirmos.

It has been what seemed like years since she has visited the lands of Thirmos and forgotten all about the scenery towards there. Everything was beautiful and green that if she sniffed the air it would not be polluted in any kind of way. Emilia loved that about Thirmos lands that it was clean, breath taking and somewhat inspiring. Though, she did have her father there with her but this time is different. Emilia misses her father deeply and wishes that he could be right beside her right now but something about his death wasn't right. Her mother says that he was killed by someone from Cylla that had crossed their lands but then again, how did that happen. She bit her lower lip, thinking more and more about it now but soon pushed the thought into the back of her head as she saw that they were just mere inches from the castle of Thirmos.

With a breath, she felt the carriage stop and saw the door open. 'Here goes nothing.' She thought to herself while stepping on the steps, grabbing the hand of her rider and walked down the steps. Her eyes went over towards Lord Aldurin and Sir Lachlan with a smile then over towards her Ladies in Waiting and Elissa. She walked over towards the three ladies and squealed then hugged them all. "I am so happy that your parents said yes to my request, Juliet and Melanie." She said with a smile then winked towards her sister before turning her back towards them. "Shall we?" She started to walk up towards the castle but seen people outside as if they were really waiting for her.

Her eyes scanned the perimeter as she saw the King, Queen, Princess, Prince and there he was, the Crown Prince. Her cheeks blushed a bit as she looked towards her companions for this trip then kept on walking up to the hosting family. Emilia curtsied towards them and eyed every single one of them with a smile then stared at the King. "I thank you for allowing me to come and stay in your lands until the wedding day of me and the Crowned Prince, Rowan." Her eyes went towards him then back to the King. "It's been years it feels like since I've been here. Was I missed?" She asked with a chuckle then stopped talking so that the King could have his say.

She waited to hear if he was going to offer his condolences for her father's death and wishes her mother the best. She knew that it was coming because then again, it was a respectful thing to do.

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Quick question, when (and, I suppose, if) Emilia and Rowan do get married, would that make Rowan King of Sevaviel, with his father still King of Thirmos, then if and when Alaric dies he becomes King of both Kingdoms?

@OfficerHeadbutt

True fact. ^^ All that power feels good then maybe he can conquer Cylla, too. Haha.

@HushedWhispersIm impacient, I have been sick all day

@User

If you are sick then maybe you should be in bed with plenty of fluids and not writing? LOL.

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@HushedWhispersCan we like start now

@User

Can you please be patient? I am typing the IC now. -_-

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@HushedWhispers Ready to do this! I think I'll leave what I have for Elisa up, I'll just add to it later xD Not to sound rude or anything but might I be co-gm? I can help if your busy of whatnot ^>^ just a question is all

@Arista

Since I do need one and seem to get pretty busy at times, I shall go ahead and grant you the title of being Co-GM. But have you ever GM'ed or Co-GM'ed, before? ^^

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Lord Aldurin Ranold of Sevaviel

Lord Aldurin Radnold of Sevaviel

_{"A man who won't die for something is not fit to live." -Martin Luther King, Jr.}

^Name

Lord Aldurin Ranold

^Nickname

Wolf Of Sevaviel

^Age

28

^Gender

Male

^Sexuality

Straight

^Title

Lord General

^Kingdom

Sevaviel

^Loyalty

Sevaviel

^{In Depth Appearance}

Lord Aldurin is a man of average height, standing at about five feet ten inches tall. He had shoulder length black hair that is usually un-brushed and swept behind his ears. His eyes are a deep brown, almost black that can seem to glare through a man's soul. A strong jaw framed in short stubble of fine black beard, broken only by a thin pale scar running from his right ear to his chin. He is a warrior by trade and thus his broad shouldered body is made of well toned muscles and tanned skin.

Aldurin commonly wears a black cotton tunic covered by a dark hardened leather vest, embroidered with twin snarling wolves, and a shirt of mail sandwiched between the two layers. He wears a pair of fine leather gloves that are hardened on the backs and covered in small plates of steel on the backs of the fingers and knuckles. Upon his legs are dark cotton trousers tucked neatly into his knee high boots. A wide sword belt adorns his waist made of strong dark leather and his ever present sword in its sheath. The blade has an adorned hilt with a two headed black wolf as the pommel and wolf's paws as the cross-guard. Finally he wears a black cape collard in matching wolf fur.

^Likes

His Kingdom
Drinking
Tournaments
Training
Dogs

^Dislikes

Cowards
Politics
Parties
Criminals
Religion

^Personality

Aldurin is a very blunt man. Never one to mix his words he is neither shy nor afraid of speaking his mind, no matter the company. He is a lifelong soldier and has no respect for the weak or the fearful. Though on the other hand one who shows to be strong and brave is greatly respected. A soft spot for dogs his home houses dozens, including a couple domesticated wolves. Thus he views abuse of these animals as a personal slight and shall respond in kind. Fiercely protective of his homeland he will not flee from a threat, and will make his enemies wish they had. Finally he has no patience for the games of politics and refuses to play along. To him politicians are worse than the dirt under his boots.

^Background

Aldurin was raised a noble by his father, the previous Lord General of Sevaviel, and his mother. As soon as he could walk on his own Aldurin was shadowing his father, learning from him, and even mimicking his movements, especially during training. His father upon seeing this encouraged Aldurin, giving him toy swords, and teaching him tactics and strategy. Aldurin learned fast and studied hard, wanting nothing more to make his father proud and help him defend the lands that his parents love so much.

At the age of twelve Aldurin was out riding through the woods when his horse was attacked by a pack of wolves. Killing his horse and tossing him to the ground. He feared for his life as he watched his horse being torn apart. He feared that as soon as they finished they would come for him, he wanted to run, but he couldn't, he was paralyzed with fear. He closed his eyes, awaiting for the pain of the wolves to bite him, to tear him like they tore at his horse, but that moment never came. Instead he heard swords and men before being lifted from the ground. Opening his eyes he saw his father and his men fighting back the pack of wolves. Aldurin watched from the back of his father's horse as the men fought the wolves, pushing them back through the woods. He was surprised that the wolves would not run from men, and wondered why. Then he saw, the den, and inside were two small pups, hiding in fear, much as Aldurin was himself not more than a few moments before. The other wolves had attacked, not out of hunger or hate, but to protect their children as he had ventured too close. The last wolf stood defensively between the men and the pups, refusing to surrender to the men who now moved towards it. It died as the others, but before the men could kill the pups Aldurin lept from his father's horse and jumped in front of the two pups, begging them not to kill them. His father gave in and allowed Aldurin to take in the pups, to raise them himself. This being the first step of many to being known as the Wolf of Seveviel.

As Aldurin grew older and stronger he joined his father in many small skirmishes and even lead men of his own against bandits and other small forces. So it went for many years, until his father died and Aldurin himself was raised to Lord General of Sevaviel. Upon taking the position Aldurin quickly established himself as fair, yet strict hand. He trained the men hard, and taught them knew strategies, his favored among many were small squads called Packs that were trained to track, and fight like wolves. These small forces soon becoming the well known, and well feared elites of the Sevaviel military. The men respect Aldurin greatly, even if the nobles and politicians view him as no more than a dog of war. He would have it no other way, for a dog is more honorable than those who hide behind words and armies instead of fighting their own battles.

^Extra

He has never married, despite his age, nor has he been known to visit whores. He has never openly courted anyone, though there are rumors of a few ladies he had spoken to intimately and is said to be surprisingly gentle.

Sorry for the delay I hope it's good enough :)

@Demon Grave

Nicely done! He is accepted! You may place him in the Character Tab. :)

I believe she is done c:

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Lady Juliet Solana of Sevaviel

_{"When you are happy you can forgive a great deal." -Princess Diana}

^Name

Juliet Solana

^Nickname

Jules, Julie, Juliette, Julia

^Age

20

^Gender

Female

^Sexuality

Hetrosexual

^Title

Lady/Lady in Waiting

^Kingdom

Servaviel

^Loyalty

The country of Servaviel and her Queen

^{In Depth Appearance}

Juliet is a small sender girl standing at 5'3. Often tying her corsets in a comfortable manner, the girl's figure is merely presented over exaggerated. Her chocolate brown hair, falls down her back, resting just at her lower back. Often, she wears it partially or entirely up, not one for leaving it to cascade down her back as she finds it quickly looked unkept. Her clothing is that fit for a Lady to the Queen, made of fine silk and other materials. She is rarely seen out of her fine attire as she feels that it is necessary to keep a good image in the court. She does not often wear jewelery other than for occasions where she believes it is required of her to do so.

^Likes

Flowers
Children
Snow
Animals
Music
Fencing
Archery

^Dislikes

Blood
People who don't take responsibility for what they do
Papercuts
People who break promises
Cold Baths

^Personality

Juliet displays herself like a proper lady. She is soft, sweet, gentle, and quiet. However, this isn't entire true. Below her porcelain like demeanor she is far from fragile. She is goofy, fun loving, and although she is protecting her virtue for her husband, she has been known to be rather flirtatious.

The only child of her parents, she was treated as both male and female by them. She is intelligent in more than a lady of her station should be. She understands politics but also fiances and even knows how to wield certain weapons. Despite her dainty appearance, she can hand her own against most men in combat. This allows her to be confident around men more than some women at court due to the fact that she can protect herself if need be. Of course, by looking at her, you would never be able to tell what she is capable of.

^Background

Juliet was born in the summer months to her mother and father. Her father, hoping for a boy seemed to detest her. However, as she grew older and her father started to believe that she might be his only child, he joined her mother in rearing her. At the age of 7, she began to learn the proper etiquette of a lady in court as well as how to wield a sword. Always a quick learning, she began picked up both quite quickly as she wished to please both of her parents.

As she grew older, her mother began to fear that due to her capabilities that Juliet would never find a husband. Sending her with the Queen to a Maid in Waiting was a way for the girl to be around more men and less swords. Juliet, knowing that her father also wished for her to find a bride, packed her things and went to the Queen's aide. She had been attending to the Queen for a few years when the King died and the girl was to be sent to Thermos. Juliet followed without questioning it, knowing that it was not only what her parents would want from her but also what her friend, the Queen, would wish for as well.

^Extra

Juliet has an in depth understand of a bow, sword, and tying her own corset.

I think we are good to start when you are, Hush

@tsubasa

Nicely done. :) You may place her in the Character Tab.

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@Demon Grave @KnightsTemplar @tsubasa @OfficerHeadbutt @Jozarin @Arista @Mr_pink @User
I hope I tagged everyone. But anyways, since we have all of the necessary roles needed, I am thinking about going ahead and starting this roleplay. I put the unclaimed roles on the original page as NPC unless requested, just in case someone wants to fill the roles out. For those of you still making characters, please take your time as there is no rush.

Thoughts? Comments? Concerns?

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New people joining the RP! Love it. ^^ Cannot wait to see the new characters. :3

So excited.

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@HushedWhispers Where are you from anywho?

@User

U.S.A. Alabama, to be exact. :D

@HushedWhispers Yay!~ let's see how this goes xD

@Arista

Wrote her bio out, if you wish to take a gander. It's all about her, to be honest though.

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@HushedWhispers Not judging boss, I've had my post replaying in my head since I posted my CS and saw the Queen's CS xD

@Arista

Haha. OMG! I am fixing to type out Emilia's bio then probably put up the first post. ^^;

@HushedWhispersJust DO IT! *Shia La Bouf Immpression*

@User

I WILL!!! :D