Posts by mesh.

mesh. · Aug 12th 2018

I somehow was unaware that this thread was even up XD

Sennet is up for plotting!

She's an Admiral, posing as a male, whom is cursed with hearing the voices of the drowned and water manipulation.

Spies on the Queen's brother's plans and the trade routes.

She's a big nerd. Acts like a child.

Someone smack her

mesh. · Aug 12th 2018

|| EchoEye || A b s o l u t e l y

Jordan's mischievous behavior. I can see Sennet either helping her with her little pranks and such or being at the receiving end.

Chasing after her even though she's supposed to be doing work or something and despite the fact that she's younger in human years, always reprimanding Sennet for slacking

mesh. · Aug 14th 2018

JT - Dauntless Born Initiate - 16

The blonde raised an eyebrow at Leah's retort and was about to respond with a quip of her own when Ghost cut through the chatter, the group coming to a low murmur before falling silent. She looked back at the brunette with an expression that said, 'Wanna repeat that?' Before Chris strode forward, all long legs and muscle. Her eyebrows shot up at that. Sure, she too held only the necessary amount of regard for the Instructors, giving them the respect necessary but hot damn. This guy deserved props.

Aubrey's movement brought her out of her momentary shock though and she threw her hands up in an 'alright, alright' fashion before following, swinging both legs over the railing elegantly and with ease. That part was easy. It was the holding on she was worried about. JT was strong. She new she was. Physical strength was what she excelled in. But she knew that internally? She could only take so much.

'But I'm stronger than this. Failure is not an option and I will. Not. Fall.'

Seeming satisfied with this internal pep talk, JT carefully lowered herself down, hands gripping cold bars and shoes scraping against the chasm wall beside Eli. She bit the inside of her jaw, willing herself not to dwell on the act itself but on the promise of it ending. The sounds around her were drowned out, her focus being on the steady yet ever increasing pace of her heart. Through the drumming of the blood in her veins, she thought she heard Eli and Aubrey exchange words but she couldn't break focus. She had to control her breathing.

In.

Hold.

Out.

She felt her back and shoulders finally pop with her weight and it would have felt good if her hands weren't slipping ever so slightly and her heart wasn't thrumming with slight worry.

'But what if I fall?'

She dared a glance down into the chasm, and was overwhelmed with the view of complete nothingness. Like looking into death objectified. The chasm had no bottom. A light breeze blew from within, racking her body with shivers that she fought back with a huff. Panic pulled at her limbs in prickling heat.

'You're gonna fall. You're fingers are slipping. Your lungs are aching. You're gonna fall in there.'

"Fuck off." JT voiced aloud to herself. Her mind was her biggest enemy and it truly was living up to its name. A weak mind led to a weak body and a weak mind and body resulted in a weak will and a weak person. JT was anything but weak. Steeling her facial expressions and inhaling an icy cold inhale into her aching lungs, she leveled her gaze upwards, mind returning to the present to hear the familiar click of a gun and Ghost's clearly angered words. That one was unbelievable.

She just wanted to go to bed.

"It's like a pissing contest." She said once more low but audible, referring to the two males still on the chasm walkway. Mind now elsewhere, her body felt loose to its previous sensations and she breathed a calm sigh, far more comfortable with the situation than she had been originally.

mesh. · Aug 15th 2018

Oof I start Sept. 24th

Hoping my classes aren't as strenuous as they were before so I have time to goof around :')

mesh. · Aug 16th 2018

// New bab because I wanted to make a soft boy.

Hope his history and everything is good! Kinda wanted his means of getting into the Kingdom to be a mystery either to be filled later in plot by my (because I couldn't think of it) or someone else for some spicy plot

Milo || Servant

♚ Milo Clarke

^{Eighteen | Male | Demisexual | Servant | West Drakania}

( name ) Emilio Clarke.

Prefers to be referred to as Milo

( gender ) male.

-- masculine pronouns.

( age ) Eighteen years.

( rank ) Milo is most commonly serving as a servant of the court but will gladly take on recon or spy duties for the Queen.

-- He would never dream of seeking more than what he has been given.

______

( appearance ) Milo is quite noticeable, bearing albino traits. His hair is snow white with almost transparent skin to match. One would believe him to be sickly if they didn't know better. Pale red eyes, almost pink are always turned down in respect unless he's poking fun at whomever he's around. Milo is rather tall, standing at six feet tall, majority of the height coming from his legs. He dresses plainly, favoring bright white garbs that almost seem to blend in to his colorless appearance. However, it makes him easy to pick out among the business of the kingdom. When on a mission for the Queen, however, when his presence must be concealed, he is more than willing to sport darker colors, something with a hood to conceal his lighter features and remain hidden among the shadows.

-- Pale red, almost pink

-- White

-- Milo has many, a series of burns stretching from his back to his arms (which are always bandaged)

______

( personality ) Milo is something. He is incredibly respectful to the nobles, always doing what he's told without a second thought as long as it is within reason. He has a very soft demeanor, in both speech and presence. His voice is stoic and smooth, bringing on a calming affect when you're talking to him and despite his hard-to-miss outer appearance, it's quite easy to miss him, as he creeps around the kingdom, almost ghost like. He seems to appear, disappear and reappear when you least expect it and it's hard to keep information from him for this reason. He's almost always in the loop with the going-on around the territory either through overhearing or adventuring to discover some information for his self.

While Milo's loyalty towards the nobles seems unparalleled, he has a familial connection to the other servants and underlings of the court. If he were to discover information that may bring about their harm or misfortune, he would not hesitate to keep it to himself. He is an amazing shoulder to lean on and ear to vent to, as he often chooses silence over grand gestures and it's for this reason that the other working folk of the kingdom tend to find comfort around him.

Though, as stoic and responsible as Milo may seem, he has quite the tongue on him. The boy can be flirtatious and witty when he wants to be, often drowning the ladies of the court in innocent compliments or statements, but not for his own entertainment. Milo takes pleasure in the happiness of others. His statements of flattery bear no ill will other than to bring a smile to the faces of those he interacts with. This isn't limited to females either. He's more than happy to express how the military members of the court are quite incredible. Though he seems insincere with the frequency of his compliments, Milo doesn't tell people just what they want to hear. He is honest, almost to a fault when it won't bring harm to others. If you ask him for advice he will give it to you, even if you don't wish to hear it. Sometimes he jokes around with it but ultimately, he tries his best to bring good fortune to anyone seeking his help.

-- Uncontrolled flames. He can deal with fire in the kitchen but hesitates with fireplaces or things of that nature. He is also afraid of failing those he cares for, which is the stem of his desire to be trusted and bringing joy to those around him.

-- He dreams of bringing happiness to anyone he meets.

( history ) Emilio was born to a scholar of a father and a servant mother. They lived in poverty but were content with their situation. Some days they went with no food or heat but this never seemed to bring them down. On one of those days, Emilio's sister, Reina, was born. Despite their desire to stay with their children, Emilio's parent worked themselves to the bone and he was often left caring for his sibling in the cold darkness of their house. He adopted the duty of ensuring his parents stay stress-free over their well-being and that Reina was as cared for as she possibly could be. If he had the ability, he would have spoiled the girl. Growing up, the two were inseparable, Reina following behind Emilio as he taught her how to cook or sew patches onto their clothes and Emilio chasing after Reina when she chose to chase the chickens or roll in mud with the dogs or get caught in a tree. They were happy.

Emilio's father's scholarly occupation brought much distaste for the family. The people of the area believed the man was just nosy and enjoyed sharing the information gathered from the town with King Trynial. This was untrue, of course. But whenever something unfortunate occurred in their small town, whether it be raised taxes, illness or things of the sort, it was somehow the Clarke's fault. This was especially the case when one of the territories further west revolted against the king.

The Clarke's reputation with the king, as false as it was, was known and the angered revolters held no remorse for sparing them. Their house was set aflame as they slept and all of their possessions were destroyed within minutes. Milo's father perished in the flames while the townsfolk tore the children from their mother's arms to punish them as well. Then the dragons arrived.

King Trynial had sent the beasts to quell the oncoming challenge and that he did, but they suffered for it. Milo's mother had been saved from the people's hands but perished to the dragons flames. Milo and Reina were badly burnt themselves, along with the rest of the town. Few people had managed to survive and Milo took the opportunity to flee, knowing that they would try to blame them for the event.

The pair remained among the streets, tending to themselves and it isn't quite known how they came to be among the court. Even upon asking Milo directly, he would be unable to give you and answer, as he can't remember hisself.

-- Edith and Sebastian Clarke

-- Reina Clarke (might make her later? not sure yet. Unless someone else wants to play her for the sake of ease)

-- None

______

( sexuality ) Demisexual

-- No preference. Finds the individual beauty in everyone

-- None that he would ever speak of.

-- None

______

( other ) None

( roleplay ideas ) Was kind of hoping he'd be a mole of sorts? Queen sends him out to hear things and he brings back what he knows. And due to his soft and loyal nature, perhaps he could be a kind of middle man between the working folk and the nobles?

( character inspiration ) None

Daiadema || The Seer

Without Mask

With Mask

♚ Daiadema

^{21 Years | Female | Homosexual | Seer | A Village Overseas from the Kingdom}

( name ) Daiadema Woods

- Responds to Daia to those she's close to, which isn't many.

( gender ) Female.

-- she/her but responds to anything

( age ) 21 years old.

( rank ) The hidden seer among the kingdom.

-- None. Her interest in the kingdom ranks and positions is lacking.

______

( appearance ) Daiadema is tall, intimidatingly so. She stands at 6'2, towering over most people she encounters. She has an slightly lithe build, seeming to be naturally muscled in certain areas of her body. Dark wavy hair falls over a delicately chiseled, work tanned face, The first trait people are drawn to are her eyes. Naturally a deep green, when undergoing extreme feelings or experiencing a vision, they seem to glow a neon green. She has thick, full lips, that rarely smile, usually drown together in a frown or confused pout. A few dark inked tattoos are spread about her skin, intricate patterns from her home village or symbolism of things to come or things that have yet to pass.Her way of dressing is bland, honestly greatly standing out against those among the kingdom. She bears dark reds and blues, rags almost and no matter how much it's encouraged that she wears something more fitting for someone of the kingdom, she refuses and defaults back to her commoners clothes.

-- Forest Green.

-- Brown.

-- Everywhere but none of significance.

______

( personality ) Those that first meet Daiadema always assume she has an extreme superiority complex. She is expressionless with most and her answers are clipped and to the point. In all honesty, she is unsure as to how to act around the public so it's fair to call her awkward. She has difficulties understanding the motives and habits of normal people, making her seem off or rude often times. She's very stoic, choosing to remain in her own mind over large groups or social situations.

In contrast to the first impression people get from her, Daia is quite soft if she finds you to be deserving. She will put others before herself, often taking the blame for misfortunes or accidents about the kingdom but only if she deems you worthy. She has a strong sense of person, only ever showing her true colors to those she knows won't take advantage of it or who are true to who they are. And she always knows.

She isn't very open, not in the slightest. She greatly believes in self preservation on an emotional sense, choosing to keep her inner hassles to herself if they don't involve anyone else and for this reason, it's often impossible to understand what she's thinking until you hang around her long enough and can pick up on her subtle hints of displeasure or unease.

Due to her size and the mask she often carries with her, people are too often afraid of Daiadema and she accepts this to be the part she plays in everything. To be alone and without friends. It was what she was raised to believe so on the off chance someone approaches her for whatever reason, she may come off as suspicious and untrusting, but confused more than anything. To bond with her, one must have the strongest patience because she will not make it easy.

-- Lightning, open waters, death

-- Being normal

( history ) Daiadema was born in a distant village, far from Drakania. It was a rural place, known for their farmland and fishing locations. To someone from the kingdom, the place was a wasteland, not much going for it other than livestock and cargo from the ocean and it was more or less true. But to someone that came from here, knowing nothing else, this was home and Daia loved it.

But she didn't spend that long there.

She began developing clairvoyant abilities after her third birthdays. Some thought it to be coincidence until she woke up from a proclaimed nightmare, speaking of having seen her own death. The following day, she nearly drowned on one of their docks. Having been worried for her well-being, her father had tagged along and rescued her from her watery fate. However, in an attempt to save her, he lost his own life to the waves. It hadn't been her death she had seen, it had been his.

She was a proclaimed seer. Some in the village believed it to be a curse and demanded she be sent away at once to avoid spreading it to the rest of them. Some believed it was a blessing, and she would be the secret to the prosperity of the village. When other territories caught word of her abilities, though, they wanted it. The village was visited by many a ruler, offering riches and land to her mother to try and have Daiadema live in their kingdom and serve under their rule. Each time she would refuse.

This didn't sit well with some of the kingdoms though and they sent people to get Daiadema for themselves. Her mother had to choose. Keep her daughter at the village and perhaps in harms way or sell her and perhaps spare her these attempts on their lives.

On her seventh birthday, Daiadema was put on a boat and sent to Drakania. She's been there ever since.

-- Oker Wood (Father, deceased)

Yaleth Wood (Living, whereabouts unknown)

-- None but always wanted a sibling

-- none

______

( sexuality ) Homosexual

-- Females

-- none (up for plotting)

-- None

______

( other ) She is a seer among Drakania. She forsees future events and reports them to the Queen. Her visions are never blatant and clear though, appearing more as fragments and flashes, almost like a visual riddle. It's up to everyone else to decode these visions and figure out what is to happen.

( roleplay ideas ) i'm thinking a ball of sorts? Something to bring everyone out and together and really busy but also increases the chances of something bad happening like an assassination attempt or something.

( character inspiration ) Lexa from The 100 and Nostradamus

mesh. · Aug 16th 2018

Thank you! I look forward to playing him!

Take your time!

I've been watching Reign to try and get up on the similar lore and I love it and had a quick question actually.

I know that the Queen is against alchemy and sorcery and the sort but would she use someone like Nostradamus? With those abilities?

mesh. · Aug 17th 2018

Same here! I am wishing for the best for you and the dear pupperino. Take your time

mesh. · Aug 17th 2018

Darkened Sennet probably can? Considering they're both in the military. I planned on having Sennet nursing a hangover probably in one of the meeting rooms maybe. Being a baby about it lol

mesh. · Aug 17th 2018

Oh absolutely XD

Official drinking buds. She will absolutely drive him insane with her childish antics and whining

mesh. · Aug 17th 2018

Omg drunken, slurred venting I love it.

Trying to act sober when people are around but are just leaning on each other to prevent them from falling over.

He'd probably be the first to find out she's not really a dude or about the voices she hears at some point. She accidentally lets it slide on one particularly hard and intense day.

Definitely keeps the water manipulation stuff to herself. Even drunk I don't think she'd let that slip lmao

mesh. · Aug 17th 2018

Milo Clarke

Servant || Male || 18 y/o || Interacting w/ (open)

^{Milo didn't enjoy oversleeping, or sleeping at all for that matter. He didn't like be unaware of his surroundings so before the sun even had begun peeking over the distant horizon, he was up in a flash. Hair smoothed down to the best of his ability, clean, and bearing his signature bright white pants and shirt, a robe-like garment pulled over to protect his arms from the chill about the castle. His typical laz smile played across his face as he strolled about the halls, stopping to bow to everyone he passed, exchanging good mornings and kind words before he found himself in the kitchen, currently busy with the breakfast rush, the cooks in a hurry to get breakfast set and prepared for the waking nobles. "May I be of some assistance?" He asked, voice soft and almost inaudible among the shouts and sizzles of cooking meals. The cook looked over at him, expression somewhat sour and irritated before almost dissolving into a look of pleasure upon seeing Milo's gentle face. "Always welcome in the kitchen, Milo. Please. Show these twits how to cook an egg." A soft laugh flowed from deep in his throat as the pale boy went to work, washing his hands and sliding throughout the kitchen, cutting vegetables and fruit, flipping omelettes and and turning over meat until the sun finally made its appearance. His presence had yet to be summoned but when most of the kitchen work was complete, he took to delivering the food to the dining room, arranging the tables and sparking casual conversation with the other servants within proximity.}

Sennet

Admiral || Female (posing as male) || 22 y/o || Interacting w/ (open)

^{Too bright. Everything was too bright and too loud.}

^{Sennet was supposed to be up quite a few hours ago but the pounding headache and turning of her stomach had led to her spending a few more hours in the comforts of her chamber. Despite those few extra sacred moments, she squinted against the natural sunlight streaming in through the windows and was tempted to blow out every candle she passed in the enclosed meeting room she chose to take perch in. She sat on the wooden seat of a table, lightly resting her head in her arms in an attempt to block out the light. She silently promised herself this would be the last time she pulled a late night bender.}

^{But she knew that was a lie.}

mesh. · Aug 17th 2018

Casimir can definitely get there. He was just patrolling and I had no idea what to do with him anyway xD

Royce is still spying on the enemy pack but considering they were just detected that might end soon

mesh. · Aug 17th 2018

Ooooh Casimir is gonna raaaage if Sebastian gets huuuurt

Totally want Royce to get wrecked tho. She's a lil garbage baby and I love hurting my garbage babies c,:

mesh. · Aug 17th 2018

// I am on MOBILE I'm sorry for any typos or mistakes and the ugliness of this post ;u;

Royce's ears perked at the distant howl and the message that entered her mind. She too knew they were too far off to be of any assistance. She would have to trust that the remaining sentinels and guardians would be able to handle the enraged mother. She had just turned to plead to Sebastian to send her in again when he had begun stalking forward. Her gaze flickered to Halo, eyes full of bewilderment and a brief hint of determined defiance before she too moved to flank Sebastian while remaining in the bushes. His play was for the pup. That was the only way to resolve this small conflict that had begun whilst they were away. If that was the case, she'd at least go in to get the pup if things turned sour. If she couldn't dodge them all, then she could probably toss the young on far enough away to give her a chance to run. If not...

She shook the thought from her head, crouching low and spreading her paws, ready to leap in the second one of the rival pack members even stepped the wrong way or got too close.

Casimir's ears perked at the howl, stance immediately turning to one of alertness and defense. He was at the back of the house, nose raised to the air when the alarm was set off and before Eva's words even filled his mind, he was off. "On it." He responded to the group link, so that both Alex and those in the squabble with the rogue knew of his approach.

His bounds were heavy and forceful and he knew his approach was heard before he even made an appearance. When his massive caramel colored form finally did clear the brush, the smell of blood filled his senses and his ears lay back on his head. Seeing that Erik had her pinned, he decided to try and verbally de-escalate the situation. "We are not your enemies!" He was thankful for his temporary lack of a stutter given the severity of the situation but chose not to dwell on the small accomplishment. "You need to calm down. We can help you find your pup but you need to stand. Down." His tone was solid and commanding, matching his stance as he slowly approached the female. She was filled with blind rage but he didn't want to hurt her. She was a cocnerned mother. That was all. "We want to help you." He added, softer this time. When he was close enough, he stopped, not wanting the female to feel as though he was here to attack as well. Just how long had this altercation been going on? He was on the defensive instead of the offensive and he hoped she was able to see that much. He wanted to help her.

mesh. · Aug 17th 2018

Quiet babies need to stick together

And Cassy is gonna wreck some folks for his quiet baby >:)

mesh. · Aug 17th 2018

OH sorry sorry I'll fix it now

A lot of the posts get cut off or don't show up at all when I use my phone :')

Thank you for that!

mesh. · Aug 20th 2018

Royce

21 y/o || Female || Scout || Interacting w/ Halo ( NorthernLight ) Sebastian ( aliferous ) Franky ( thellan ) Cameo ( The_Regalia ) Rhys ( kdiggy )

^{Royce looked over at Halo as her panic seemed to set in. Overall they were outmatched in strength but she'd be damned if they didn't give them a run for their money. As Sebastian's words rang through her mind and he leapt forward, she sent Halo a passing thought and a serious but reassuring wink. "We win." She responded. With that, she slunk off.}

^{Her first instinct was the pup but the crude looking male had disappeared into the treeline. That would be a problem if he decided to stick around. She silently hoped he had continued on and briefly debated following after him. But there was no way she could take him on her own, and as of now, Sebastian needed the backup.}

^{Fighting it was.}

^{Royce was a blur. She dove in and out of view, snapping and yanking at fur, limbs and ears before diving right back into hiding. It was her best shot. Standing at a little over half the size of these brutes with the body mass to match, trying to stay toe to toe with them would be a death wish.}

^{Her eyes scanned her surrounding among the bushes, however, listening out for that larger male that had disappeared not too long ago. Hiding could only do so much if you were sharing a hiding spot.}

^{While she remained focused and intent on staying out of sight and on Halo and Sebastian's position, her attention seemed to be continuously drawn to that female. "I need to focus."}

^{So that she did, small form stalking around the perimeter, both catching her breath and looking for the next opportunity to make her presence known.}

Casimir

22 y/o || Male || Sentinel || Interacting w/ Eva ( uoyevoli.. ) Dimitri ( thellan ) Erik ( Gir and Piggy )

^{Casimir was hesitant but he knew Erik was strong. He knew the male could hold his own but this female was blinded. She refused to listen to reason and appeared to be fighting for blood. But he was given an order.}

^{He turned, eyes skirting across Eva and Dimitri. "We need to get you both to H-Harlow." He added onto Dimitri's statement, quickly going over to stand between them and the fight. Eva was standing, apparently with the intention of diving back into the fight. His voice wavered with uncertainty. "Erik is str-str-strong enough to h-hold his own. With your injuries, you're of no u-u-use." He took in their injuries; Eva's torn shoulder and Dimitri's ruined muzzle before his attention rested on Eva. He was vaguely aware of her and Erik's connection, enough to understand her reluctance and down right refusal to leave. "I won't let him lose." He stared at her with a look of promise and drive.}

^{He wouldn't lose another pack and the longer he stood there, playing the convincing party to try and get them to get back to safety, the longer the tussle with Erik and the female went on and the worse it seemed to get.}

mesh. · Aug 20th 2018

Oooof that post is garbage I apologize

Royce is a bit distracted with Franky but in the fight (now up to get mauled by Cameo //wink wonk

Casimir is conflicted and is trying his best

mesh. · Aug 20th 2018

//Added my Seer! She is awkward and doesn't understand you kingdom folk

Last character I make I swear skssssksks

mesh. wrote:

Daiadema || The Seer

Without Mask

With Mask

♚ Daiadema

^{21 Years | Female | Homosexual | Seer | A Village Overseas from the Kingdom}

( name ) Daiadema Woods

- Responds to Daia to those she's close to, which isn't many.

( gender ) Female.

-- she/her but responds to anything

( age ) 21 years old.

( rank ) The hidden seer among the kingdom.

-- None. Her interest in the kingdom ranks and positions is lacking.

______

( appearance ) Daiadema is tall, intimidatingly so. She stands at 6'2, towering over most people she encounters. She has an slightly lithe build, seeming to be naturally muscled in certain areas of her body. Dark wavy hair falls over a delicately chiseled, work tanned face, Her hair is almost always filled with braids woven throughout it, decorated with silver or gold rings or bobbles tied into the strands. The first trait people are drawn to are her eyes. Naturally a deep green, when undergoing extreme feelings or experiencing a vision, they seem to glow a neon green. She has thick, full lips, that rarely smile, usually drown together in a frown or confused pout. A few dark inked tattoos are spread about her skin, intricate patterns from her home village or symbolism of things to come or things that have yet to pass.Her way of dressing is bland, honestly greatly standing out against those among the kingdom. She bears dark reds and blues, rags almost and no matter how much it's encouraged that she wears something more fitting for someone of the kingdom, she refuses and defaults back to her commoners clothes.

-- Forest Green.

-- Brown.

-- Everywhere but none of significance.

______

( personality ) Those that first meet Daiadema always assume she has an extreme superiority complex. She is expressionless with most and her answers are clipped and to the point. In all honesty, she is unsure as to how to act around the public so it's fair to call her awkward. She has difficulties understanding the motives and habits of normal people, making her seem off or rude often times. She's very stoic, choosing to remain in her own mind over large groups or social situations.

In contrast to the first impression people get from her, Daia is quite soft if she finds you to be deserving. She will put others before herself, often taking the blame for misfortunes or accidents about the kingdom but only if she deems you worthy. She has a strong sense of person, only ever showing her true colors to those she knows won't take advantage of it or who are true to who they are. And she always knows.

She isn't very open, not in the slightest. She greatly believes in self preservation on an emotional sense, choosing to keep her inner hassles to herself if they don't involve anyone else and for this reason, it's often impossible to understand what she's thinking until you hang around her long enough and can pick up on her subtle hints of displeasure or unease.

Due to her size and the mask she often carries with her, people are too often afraid of Daiadema and she accepts this to be the part she plays in everything. To be alone and without friends. It was what she was raised to believe so on the off chance someone approaches her for whatever reason, she may come off as suspicious and untrusting, but confused more than anything. To bond with her, one must have the strongest patience because she will not make it easy.

-- Lightning, open waters, death

-- Being normal

( history ) Daiadema was born in a distant village, far from Drakania. It was a rural place, known for their farmland and fishing locations. To someone from the kingdom, the place was a wasteland, not much going for it other than livestock and cargo from the ocean and it was more or less true. But to someone that came from here, knowing nothing else, this was home and Daia loved it.

But she didn't spend that long there.

She began developing clairvoyant abilities after her third birthdays. Some thought it to be coincidence until she woke up from a proclaimed nightmare, speaking of having seen her own death. The following day, she nearly drowned on one of their docks. Having been worried for her well-being, her father had tagged along and rescued her from her watery fate. However, in an attempt to save her, he lost his own life to the waves. It hadn't been her death she had seen, it had been his.

She was a proclaimed seer. Some in the village believed it to be a curse and demanded she be sent away at once to avoid spreading it to the rest of them. Some believed it was a blessing, and she would be the secret to the prosperity of the village. When other territories caught word of her abilities, though, they wanted it. The village was visited by many a ruler, offering riches and land to her mother to try and have Daiadema live in their kingdom and serve under their rule. Each time she would refuse.

This didn't sit well with some of the kingdoms though and they sent people to get Daiadema for themselves. Her mother had to choose. Keep her daughter at the village and perhaps in harms way or sell her and perhaps spare her these attempts on their lives.

On her seventh birthday, Daiadema was put on a boat and sent to Drakania. She's been there ever since.

-- Oker Wood (Father, deceased)

Yaleth Wood (Living, whereabouts unknown)

-- None but always wanted a sibling

-- none

______

( sexuality ) Homosexual

-- Females

-- none (up for plotting)

-- None

______

( other ) She is a seer among Drakania. She forsees future events and reports them to the Queen. Her visions are never blatant and clear though, appearing more as fragments and flashes, almost like a visual riddle. It's up to everyone else to decode these visions and figure out what is to happen.

( roleplay ideas ) i'm thinking a ball of sorts? Something to bring everyone out and together and really busy but also increases the chances of something bad happening like an assassination attempt or something.

( character inspiration ) Lexa from The 100 and Nostradamus

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mesh. · Aug 20th 2018

aw crap what's with me misunderstanding these posts lately. You're right

That's my bad. Fixing it now

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нι∂∂єη ιη тнє ƒσяєѕт -- plotting -- Reboot!

нι∂∂єη ιη тнє ƒσяєѕт -- plotting -- Reboot!

нι∂∂єη ιη тнє ƒσяєѕт -- roleplay -- Reboot!

нι∂∂єη ιη тнє ƒσяєѕт -- plotting -- Reboot!

нι∂∂єη ιη тнє ƒσяєѕт -- plotting -- Reboot!

нι∂∂єη ιη тнє ƒσяєѕт -- roleplay -- Reboot!

нι∂∂єη ιη тнє ƒσяєѕт -- plotting -- Reboot!

Welcome to the New Age || Drakania Kingdom || Sign-Ups ||

нι∂∂єη ιη тнє ƒσяєѕт -- plotting -- Reboot!