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    Has so my character, in her fairy form, it smaller than a most birds and I figured that she wouldn’t want much to do with the human world after what happened to her forest, does anyone have a bird house she can live in?? xD

    She can just say she lives with them and at night sneak into the bird house and have her own space, she’d probably be most comfortable that way as well. If not I can find a trailer for her to have, it was just and idea :))

    My werewolf is finished! I hope her history is alright? It was a stretch but I liked the idea of a more new to human life werewolf, if it’s not alright I’ll change it though! (Also I’m in the process of making Arissa and Lucien’s youngest daughter)

    Reserved for my Boobook owl babe!





    Ahhh so it changed and there aren’t really ranks like that! Also ages now range between 15-30 for characters, I suggest you check out the thread though it’s because it’s a fun concept (also aliferous is a fantastic writer and it looks beautiful)

    ((Ahhh I hope this is okay! I wanted to start us out with a little bit of drama since I saw we are already dislike the mintaurs xD))((Also figured it would get Damari, Incredi, and possibly Celestes attentions))


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    Within the crowd of angels entering the event, a small yet evidently royal girl could be seen. Her long silver dress trailed behind her rather elegantly and her blue eyes seemed to part the crowd with just a look. She was quite a sight really, though she seemed quite eager to escape the ever growing crowd. Lifting her dress slightly off the ground she almost glided across the floor. Her tall wings shifted in slight discomfort as she realized Damari wasn't anywhere in sight. Twirling in a circle to get a better look at everything, Lilliana realized she was far too short to get a good look at anything. Sighing, she made an executive decision to make her way over to the drinks table in hopes that she would get a better view there. Moving her slender fingers to the jewelry that adorned her neck, she began heading toward the table. As she drew near, she realized there was a man there that she recognized: the eldest son of the Minotaur king. They had met somewhat recently due to an trip she had went on with her father to address a treaty between the two kingdoms. He was, although technically younger than she was, far older than she was in mental and physical maturity. She has since received letters from him, that she has decided to ignore, attempting to discuss a possible marriage to unite the kingdoms. This was a very unappetizing topic for, angel wise, relatively young Lilliana, as he was well into his forties.

    Being that she was rather recognizable, she wasn't surprised that he walked over to her. Forcing a soft grin she turned to face the, notably drunk, angry Minotaur.

    "Ahh Eldric, how nice to see you," she greeted in as nice a tone as she could muster, "How have you-" Her words were interrupted quite abruptly as he her grabbed her by the wrist. His words, rather slurred, seemed to be about his ignored letters at first, before his anger shifted into a drunken flirty gesture as he attempted to draw her near. A disgusted look came across her face as she turned away, his breath stank of alcohol and his gestures simply appalled her. In a moment she would have to do something about this, or hope that Damari found her before she had to tarnish her and her fathers reputation. That would be a rather unfortunate event if it were to occur, but she really couldn't put up with Eldrics behavior.


    Ahh all my babies are finished and open for plotting! (once accepted)

    Ahh pip! so Riley is a bean-pole straight babe, but I'm totally okay with Sassafras having a bit of a crush on her! Honestly Riley might feel a bit bad if she found out but would love to stay friends as I can see the two getting along quite well :3 (also Sassafras is a total babe ngl)


    Also here are all of the Carnival babies :3 They are all open for plotting! (friends, enemies, parental/elder sibling figures, romance, anything!)

    (( Ahhh sorry if it’s a bit messy, I’m traveling right now so I’m not reviewing it and have been working on it on and off all day ))


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    A deep sigh of relief escaped Lilliana’s lips when Damari came to her aid. She watched with a curious gaze as Aelfric had first turned in anger to one that was unmistakably that’s of confusion. Lilliana almost stumbled backward as soon as he released her. Her other hand rubbed the now sore appendage as the Minotaur had grabbed her quite harshly. Furrowing her brows she glanced down at the large hand-mark that Eldric had left on her. How unfortunate. Her attention was caught as soon as Damari took a knee. Breathing deeply to calm her panicked heart, due to the events having just occurred, Lilliana let a a small grin to part her lips.

    “Don’t apologize, Damari,” she said soothingly, grabbing his shoulder lightly to guide him back into a standing stance. “You’ve done well, thank you.” Her eyes scanned him for a moment before her attention was once again drawn away from her previous focus.

    A tall man in a full suit of armor had approached. He was a stocky build, which was an unusual trait considering he was evidently elven due to his armor type. Glancing at the weapon in his hand and listening to the tone of his voice Lilliana decide it best to step in. Stepping forward so she stood between both the knight and Damari, she cast her eyes toward Eldric.

    “Oh no, I believe,” she said, her gaze somewhat hardening despite a light grin spread across her face. “He was just leaving.” She watched as the drunk, and still quite angry, Eldric began to wander off, cursing under his breath. He pushed past people and eventually disappeared into the crowd, and when he did she let out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding. Rubbing her wrist a little bit she turned to the elf, or who she assumed was an elf.

    “My name is Lilliana, and who is it that I owe thanks to for coming to my aid?” She asked before grinning at Damari. “Well, beside Damari, of course.” Her face lit up for a moment before she gracefull spun back to look at the tall knight, hand extended despite the pain that she felt in that wrist.

    Delilah is finished!(messily though I’m sorryyyyy)

    Both are big ol WIPs!

    (( Sorry I took so long! Hope this is all right! ))


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    Lilliana drew back her hand after a gruff voice answered her question. “Ah, well it’s wonderful to meet you, Incredi.” Her small frame, although still quite regally positioned, drew into one with a bit more comfort. Her light eyes scanned the large man as she listened to his comment of Eldrics missing teeth, letting a short giggle to ripple from her lips. It was a rather enjoyable fact for the Princess. After her short laugh, she pondered his following question. The gala, it wasn’t all that different from the many she had been to throughout her life, the same drinks and food, music that could put you to sleep, and gross men asking you to dance. A sort of mixed emotion seemed to create an odd expression, but only for a second. Quickly her face lightened up a little and she gestured to the ballroom that was rather full and lively.

    Well it seems quite fun,” she said, before she let a semi playful expression take to her features. “But I can’t aay I’ve had the most pleasant evening so far.” She let out another quick laugh before she suddenly stiffened, wings folding tight and rigid.

    She glanced to the girl that appeared. Her black hair and overly casual outfit made her undeniably recognizable. Celeste. Now, she didn’t hate her sister. Lilliana loves her sister dearly, she really did, but that isn’t to say they always got along. They both had their flaws, but every-time they go to a gala and Celeste turns up like this, Lilliana can never help but feel a bit flustered. It was a poor look for such a formal event, and despite the fact that really no one ever remembered that Celeste was her sister, she always felt a hint of shame when she spied her attire. Although her face flushed a little pink and her hands were wound a tad too tightly you wouldn’t have been able to tell that she felt any poor emotion to Celeste’s arrival.

    Ahh, just prince Eldric. We all know how he can be,” she said, placing a faux grin on her face before turning away from her sister quite promptly. “Anyway Incredi,” she began. “What do you think of it? Beside it being a little much.