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Location: Entering the Magical Forest's Domain || Searching for Narcissa. || Mood: Panicked, Clear Headed.

_{Mentions of: Narcissa (@Melo), Lady Luck (@Ashevelendar)}

Persephone heard the owl’s cry. Heard it too well. Why was it so clear, but of course it was the absence of sound before that. The reason she could hear her own heartbeat in her ears wasn’t because it was beating faster or louder than before. It was because the silence of… something had blanketed the forest.

Before Persephone could finish the thought staring at the rune carved into that branch she began her preparations. A branch dipped in flame, a bow and quiver slung around her shoulders. Her knife of course. She had heard many things about magical creatures in the woods, but it wasn’t her specialty. Still the main thought that permeated her mind was ’How am I going to find it’

Persephone pushed that thought to the edge of her mind. Right now she had to find Nissa. She ran and felt the branches and leaves crunch under her weight. She ran and shoved the breath from her lungs in order to run faster. She, at the very least knew where the magical creature’s domain had begun. Where it was in the forest, she had lived here for six years after all. A million thoughts raced through her mind and soon after they had come and gone a million more followed their place. This was no indirect coincidence with the sigil on the branch, something was waiting for Nissa, and otherwise they would’ve taken Persephone once she had been left alone.

No. They wanted Narcissa, and it hadn’t become dawn yet. Persephone was not ready to give her up to anything.

She reached the edge of the magical creature’s domain and knew that this is where it would become difficult. It was famously difficult to navigate and it was even said that if one went in with a troubled mind their sight could betray them. Persephone made a choice.

She held the torch directly above her and closed her eyes. She had no way of purging her heart and mind of their troubled state so she decided that she must instead rely on everything else. She silently prayed to the goddess of luck as she took her first step into the magical domain.

“O Lady of luck, take me to whom I desire and I will sacrifice a mighty buck in your name o’er only the most righteous of flames. Take me to my Nissa and I shall see to it that ne’er again shall I call your name.”

Persephone kept her eyes firmly shut. Even though any sort of magical creature could choose now as it’s time to pounce. She waited as she walked forwards at a brisk pace. She waiting for her nose to find Nissa’s undeniable scent. Her sounds, or the sounds of whatever had taken her.

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Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

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Survival I believe!

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

@Silvan Haven, @Crimmy, @Plank Sinatra, @HereComesTheSnow

I was sitting on top of my suitcase when it dawned on me. Other than my beautifully gorgeous perfect wings, I looked like a mess. I was a girl with luggage strewn across the courtyard, of course this luggage was still contained, but it was less than ideal. I pulled my scroll out of my jacket pocket and began tapping away a message.

Sender: Lil Miss Perfect
Recipient(s): Estelle Von Bad Bitch
Body: Gonna go on a cruise, and if you haven't see my newest blog update, check this out! The girls are back <3

A few seconds later a chime broken the silence of Bianca's over-preparedness.

Sender: Estelle Von Bad Bitch
Recipient(s): Lil Miss Perfect
Body: Wow kill me you look incredible and I'm some slob teacher whose going to a bar tonight. Love them, you're going to have to tell me how you got those when you get back. Love you xoxo

No shit. My horror movie alcoholic sister is a teacher?! This is only going to serve to have my boys coming up to me asking how to get with her. The only thing that could be worse was if she was a nurse.

Sender: Lil Miss Perfect
Recipient(s): Estelle Von Bad Bitch
Body: YOU'RE A TEACHER? HELLO PERKS. LOVE YOU SIS BE GOOD XOXO

P.S. DON'T GET TOO SLOPPY TONIGHT, INTRODUCE ME TO YOUR ONE NIGHT STAND THIS TIME!

I laughed and shut my scroll, I felt oddly satisfied. But that satisfaction grew sour in the put of my stomach. For I knew that truly I was....

So bored

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@Filthy Mudblood

Oh no don't worry, I just made it!

If anyone else wants one just ask!

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Yours looks good too!

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Location: East of the Main Road - Leading to the Valley || Waiting/Speaking with Narcissa. || Mood: Somber.

Persephone drove her knife into the heart of the near-silent doe. It breathed calmly letting its soul escape its mortal shell as her shaky hand dragged the blade along the doe’s side and began to empty it. She was going to be making a stew for Nissa. The one she’d always offer her lover, after all, it was quite the journey to make it out to Persephone, and she needed nourishment afterwards. Persephone skillfully removed the meat she would use and impaled it on a small stick with a knife tied on to it.

Now it was time to make a fire. She set aside the meat and found a small tree. It was skinnier than the rest, just asking to be toppled. Persephone wondered if she looked a little like that tree right now. After all. Today was the day.

She charge the tree, feeling some progress on pushing the roots. She didn’t want to stay tied to the ground, rooted to her current position. She could go somewhere with Nissa. They could run away leave the politics behind.

But Nissa had already testified as to why she was getting married. It wasn’t an option, it was the path she had been set upon since she was born. A path that didn’t leave room for Persephone to walk with her, side by side. She’d have to walk ahead or behind and make sure she was having an alright time. Persephone’s tear soaked eyes closed as she finally managed to knock over the small tree. She got to work, sawing on it with her knife. She typically went through two knives in the process of building a fire. She couldn’t quite think of a better way to go about building one though.

Once her logs were prepared, she created a tinder nest, the bark small sticks anything that could keep a spark alive and turn it into a fledgling fire. Next she found a decent-enough stick to rub her log with and got to work. Thirty sweat-soaked minutes later she managed to get a reliable enough spark. She nourished that into a flame.

She reached behind her to a pot of water. Nissa had given her the pot some time ago, along with some other basic luxury items, like two bowls and spoons. She propped the meat up so that she could rotate it over the fire, also hanging her pot of soup from the same large branch, suspending it above the fire. At certain points she would add herbs, but other than that she just had to let the fire cook her meal.

Perhaps she had to let Nissa do her own thing as well? Was there a lesson to be found in the monotony of everyday life? Some kind of answer that eluded her for some reason. Once the stew had finished boiling she added the beef to it. Cutting it away from the bone that was suspended above the fire into the pot.

It smelled nice.

Before long the stew was ready and rustling could be heard in the woods. She wasn’t sure if it was Nissa or not, so she held onto her knife, ready.

Narcissa was rather happy after she had managed to sneak out of the karill encampment The only thing lovely about the place was her own tent, nothing else. There was nothing enchanting about the many near-corpses of slaves surrounding their tents. Efficient they were, but they lacked style of all sorts. Narcissa had changed into a rather simple gown, with less frills to ease movement. There were times where she wished she could surprise her love with something more ravishing, but that would make her journey far too troublesome. Furthermore, she knew that Phe was happy enough just with her presence.

As Narcissa drew closer, she caught the scent of the stew to lead her the way. It was stunning to remember this tradition had already lasted for half a decade, ever since Phe had made stew for her after finding her in the woods. How her father had scolded her the day after for leaving the camp to play in the woods, but it had all been worth it. The smell grew stronger as she closed in, her stomach rumbling slightly. She quickened her pace, her heart skipping a beat, as she was certain that it was her. She leapt from the bushes and squeezed herself against Persephone. "Phe!" She squeaked "I've missed you."

Is an instant Nissa embraced Phe. It took her off guard, perhaps her reflexes were slowed, perhaps she was dulled by Nissa's scent or her presence. It was hard to tell. When she was alone she was Persephone, but with Nissa... She was more and less at the same time.

She was Phe, it was simpler than most things. She hugged her back.

"It's good to see you Nissa, your trip was safe?" She asked squeezing the girl as tight as she could without harming her. She felt her eyes dampen, but she managed to shake it off, stroking Nissa's beautiful hair once before separating. She lead the heiress to a small, cleaner section of the woods. It was nicest there. Right by the fire, by the freshly made stew.

She poured some of the stew into a bowl for her and handed her the bowl and a spoon to eat it with.

"I've missed you. It's been... A long few months."

Narcissa softly confirmed her question as she enjoyed their reunion, It had been a while since she had felt any true joy. This was the only thing she had been looking forward to since the last time. The past few months had simply been preparation for the gathering... for tomorrow. No, she didn't want to think about that right now, she was with Phe, for what she thought would be their last time. After they separated she sat down at the fire and graceously took the bowl from Phe's hands. In the light of the fire, the fact that she had been crying became very apparent. This sight alone created an enormous pit in her stomach, Why did she have to make Phe suffer? She was the best thing that had ever happened to Narcissa. But the princess was promised to another man, and would have to marry hours after the next sunrise. "I've brought something for you." Narcissa said, trying to recover her joyful self as she took a beautiful brooch from her tiny pouch, Inlaid was what was likely one of the largest amethysts this side of the land had ever seen. "I had it made for you..." She choked a little in these words, knowing that this gift was so grandiose because it would be her last one.

Persephone took the brooch in her delicate hands. It was beautiful, an amethyst the size of which Persephone didn't even know was possible. She held it close to her heart for a moment. It felt warm somehow.

"Thank you Nissa it's lovely." She said pecking the top of Nissa's head. She sat down beside her while shet ate and placed her head on Nissa's shoulder. Cooing sweetly. "Let's just enjoy this right now, okay?"

Persephone said wrapping her arms around Nissa's left arm and cuddling in closer. She looked up to the morning sky it was the same as always, if not slightly brighter. It was if the heavens had no idea what a bad day today was going to be.

"I bought a dress. To attend your wedding." Persephone said motioning over to a dress that hung from a branch. It was beautiful, she had to trade a bear's pelt for it to a merchant and that wasn't easy to obtain.

Narcissa genuinely smiled as Phe thanked her, a rarity amongst other people. But around Phe she found herself quickly dropping any pretense. Being in the larger woman's hold was soothing, as if she was protecting her for the evil spirits that loomed over tomorrow. Her own head gently touched hers as it laid on her shoulder.

Narcissa was clearly startled for a moment when she mentioned the dress. "Are... are you certain?" She asserted."I will have to look happy with him... kiss him..." She paused for a few seconds. "I wanted to at least save you from that sight." At this point her own tears started to arise from the corners of her eyes, only slightly. "I don't want that to be the last thing you see of me." She said as her breathing became clearly more stifled.

"I appreciate that, NIssa." Persephone said bringing her head up from the girl's shoulder. "But I'm sorry, it is not up to you." She said with a small smile on her slightly restrained features. "I will be happy too, you start a new life soon, it's exciting." Persephone said as convincingly as she could.

"You shouldn't stay too long today. They will notice your absence more today than ever before." She said stroking NIssa's hair and looking deep into her eyes. She knew that the wedding was going to be difficult for Nissa, more difficult than even for her. So she had to support her lover through this. It was what a good partner would do.

It was what was right for Nissa. She deserved to have someone in her corner for once.

Even though Narcissa resigned herself to the fact that she wasn't going to talk Phe out of coming to her wedding, she fervently shook her head as she suggested she'd go. Instead she latched onto her lover and dug herself into her chest. "A little longer... please..." She begged her. Even if it was going to be someone else holding her from now on, she did not want to forget the touch of her Phe."I'm sorry, Phe. I'm so, so sorry." She murmurred through hushed sobbing.

Phe hugged her. "Of course Nissa, whatever you need." Persephone said holding onto the trembling girl. She was in a lot of pain. Both of them were. Persephone would hold onto Nissa until she had to leave. Maybe a little past that. She wasn't sure, she wasn't ready to be sure.

Narcissa didn't need anything. She just wanted this moment for the rest of their lifetimes; to just gently stay in her embrace until they were both old. But no, despite all she had, Narcissa's wishes had never truly been granted. Her small hands slowly worked their way upward, latching onto the fabrid of her clothing. "I wish I could say the same to you." She wriggled herself upward in Phe's hold to make her own lips meet hers.

"Well it will certainly be a new experience for me as well." Phe began slinking away from Nissa's grip as she knew she was going to have... A mixed reaction.

"I'm going to join the Wolfrahg tribe, I will follow you, Nissa" Persephone said, assuredly. She knew that this was the path that would suit them the most. Because worst case scenario she would at least see more of Niss from now on. Even if it wasn't in the sense that she wished it could be.

"We'll still have a life together, just not the one we wished it could be."

"What are you..." Narcissa gasped. "I can't let you! You'd have to see me be his wife 'till the end of our days." She paused for a second. "I know we'd still be together... but are you sure? Hiding us away?" The more she thought about it, the more it suited her needs. But could she force Phe into a lifestyle that she'd loathe, just for her? She knew very well that Phe didn't do well in groups. "You deserve better than this... but I can't give you anything better." She said defeated. "I'll ask you one last time. Are you sure you don't just want to find someone better than me?"

"Unfortunately, I don't believe that's in my hand. right now." Persephone said in a joking yet still somber voice. "This is my plan and I don't have any other thoughts about it."

"I hope you'll put in a good word for me, Nissa."

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Location: The Outskirts of the Valley || Sparring with her men. || Mood: Playful albeit bored

_{Mentioned: Kanza (@Inertia), Flydren (@McHaggis)}

Éclair felt some sweat roll down the nape of her neck, however she lacked the time to focus on the sensation as her eyes widened and she ducked underneath a well thrown haymaker. Her sparring partner seemed intent on landing that, no matter how many times she ducked it. As she bobbed back up she stepped around him, playfully smacking the back of his head. She raised her eyebrows as if to say 'how dare I!' Before letting her grin consume the lower half of her face.

A quick jab came next, she pivoted right and blew it a kiss as it soared past her head. That was truly one too many mistakes. So she grabbed the offered arm and shifted her left leg so that it extended past her sparring partner's rolling his weight over her, using her leg to get his feet of the ground. Just as soon as his foot was off the ground he soon hit it. Hard.

"Sorry, I guess I don't know my own strength." Éclair said rubbing the back of her neck free of sweat as that same giant grin returned. She helped her partner up adn gave him a pat on the shoulder. "Your form is getting better, but maybe try not to punch unless you know I wont see it coming." She said unraveling the sparring tape from her wrists. Weapon's training was next.

A broad shouldered man entered the self-made ring next. He carried with him a wooden hunting spear, a typical weapon one might pick up in the case of an ambush. Éclair was offered a spear by a watcher. She shook her hand with a hearty laugh. "No that's alright, I should fare just fine."

They began.

First step, where is the spear headed. Éclair watched her opponent's upper body his shoulder rose as his eyes glanced to her side and she silently exhaled air in order to move a little quicker. She brought her body weight to the left and swung her arm across her chest to the right, knocking the neck of the spear away from her position. As soon as her palm had landed on the spear her left foot gripped the ground and gave her the tension needed to lead forwards with her right foot, delivering a knee directly to her opponent's sternum. He began to stagger backwards, but not enough to satisfy Éclair. So as she landed she thrusted her palm forwards exhaling all of the air out of her body and striking him with msot of her strength. He was on the ground.

"Phew, you almost had me for a second there!" She lied with that grin of hers.

"No, I didn't." He responded in a half-laugh, half-groan.

"Looks like we're about to move towards the valley, think anyone else will be there yet?" Another man questioned looking out towards the passages to the south.

"Cut them some slack, we started earlier, live closer and move quicker." Éclair said matter-of-factly, grabbing a spare shirt and wiping down her face and neck with it. She immediately moved towards where she knew the important people of the Longear tribe would be located. She was proven correct by Kanza;s voice. Following his voice were some of the men cheering and whistling. This is why he was head advisor. He became a brother, son, and father to most of the men and women of the Longear tribe and it was that reason that Éclair respected him, even with their limited contact.

She watched as Kanza nonchelantly made his way into the woods. With so many other tribes wandering around that might not be the best idea.

But alas, he was the advisor. She was just Flydren's sword. Kanza was Flydren's concious. Or at least they would both be in that position soon enough. He was still just an heir after all.

Éclair thought about going to his tent to speak to him before the Longear's really started to pick their feet up off the ground, but she decided it was best to leave him to his thoughts. She didn't want to upset him...

What was she thinking?!

Her cheeks flushed.

"You thinking about the heir again?" Her sparring partner called out while he lifted a tent.

"I will put you back on the ground!" She said storming off with her back to their chuckles.

"She may be the champion, but she's also definitely still seventeen."