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Millenniums ago, the realm Dovahdein was created by the king of gods Valharr. Upon creation, the realm was a bliss among the war, a light among the wicked. Created to hold those worthy of salvation from the raging wars among the other three realms, Gol (Earth), Rahdein (Gods Keep; where the gods live), and Fahliil (Elves; Former home). Fahliil was the formee home for those that nowadays are classified as 'elves', though we prefer Fahliil. The gods grew weary of our kind as poisons began to taint us. Greed, hatred, envy. War was waged as the gods attempted to eradicate us for good. Gol, being the middle realm, was the war ground, and soon was destroyed. Valharr, angered by the destruction of one of his kinder species, ordered extermination of the Fahliil. But, he saw hope in us. And so, he birthed Dovahdein, where the few that begged for forgiveness were allowed to go. In due time, Fahliil was lessened to nothing but an ashland of destruction. With only two realms remaining livable, Dovahdein flourished.
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Over the next several hundred years, the Fahliil took residence in Dovahdein and made use of it. A kingdom was soon built, along with a golden castle upon the awe inspiring land. Due to tension between the growing numbers of Fahliil three kingdoms were built to keep control over the land. Drogjunaar, the royal castle towering over the rest of the land atop the thickest tree that's branches entwine the castle walls. It's base is hollowed to hold a large, spiraling staircase that leads not only to hundreds of rooms with different purposes but to the castle , Jurjunaar, the East Kingdom standing three days travel from the royal kingdom. It consists of the kinder Fahliil that have adapted to live peacefully amongst the thick, exotic forests of Dovahdein, and Bromjunaar, the North Kingdom standing 5 days travel North of the royal kingdom. It consists of the larger, tougher Fahliil that adapt to live amongst the mountainous terrain of Dovahdein.
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As the years passed, creatures of the realm made themselves known. From the small, friendly Kaaz of the forests to the wild, lethal Dovah of the air. Even herds of wild steeds were sighted. Within years, they were domesticated and commonly used as transportation. Not only were the horses chosen for each Fahliil at birth, but the Fahliil often found close championships with their steeds.
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As time went on, King was declared and King Alberic claimed his queen as Queen Vena. Alberic's brother, Algar ruled over Bromjunaar in settlement of the throne. Algar grew jealous of his brother, finding little comfort in the fact that Vena had birthed a daughter who would surely take throne after Alberic. In rebellion, Algar declared war on Drogjunaar, his armies vastly outnumbering Alberic's. In last resort, Alberic traveled to Zeinrah, an ancient temple 10 days travel from Drogjunaar, hidden within the depths of the forest, for it is said to have a direct line to Valharr. Praying to his god, Alberic begged for an advantage, a secret weapon. And to his surprise, he was granted just that. The day of war, the two armies faced off on the barren grasslands of the realm, and just as the last of Alberic's men struggled against the waves of dark Fahliil, a shadow was cast about the war ground. The never before friendly or even slightly approachable Dovah came in waves, taking out only the dark Fahliil. In fear, the remaining Dark Fahliil retreated to Bromjunaar.
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As the remaining Fahliil settled and the dust fell, the Dovah remained close, and though no one is sure how exactly it occurred, but over the next hundred years the Dovah grew more domestic, splitting into two different species. The Drako's, the wild and lethal dragons, and the dovah, the domestic companions. Valharr grew weary of the treaty between the Fahliil and the Dovah, creating a council to keep peace. The council consists of 8 dovah. Each represented the seven poisons that ruined the realm Fahliil, designed to consume the poison so it couldn't harm Dovahdein. The eighth council member, ran the council himself. The king of all dragons, dovah and drakos alike. Junsil, the first and oldest dovah to exist. The council has never been seen by any eyes before, some even claim it a myth, but how else would the dovah remain so peaceful? The council became known as the Deinmaarlein, or the world keepers.
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Algar grew dark, his land demolishing with him. Once a lushes, green land, the North grew barren and grey. As time went on, the war settled, but the rivalry never did. Vena gave birth to two more daughters, and the sudden friendliness from the Dovah was revealed. The middle child, whose eyes sparkled an ever changing hue, grew with an odd magic within. Though all Fahliil sport a magic of their own, the child's was specifically devoted to the Dovah. This child was the link between the Fahliil and the Dovah. The only being able to speak the Dovah tongue, she was an outcast amongst the rest. Meanwhile, the eldest grew cherished by all, soon to take the throne. The youngest, was ignored, tossed aside. The three were viewed differently, one loved, one hated, and one ignored. As Algar grew more angered, the eldest began to rule beside her father as secret messages were sent to the youngest in the midst of the night from none other than Algar.
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But this wasn't the only trouble sprouting in Dovahdein. Within the council, Graat, the dovah of greed, struggled to hold his poison, and soon grew weak to it. Secretly sneaking off, Graat began meeting with Algar, though Graat did little speaking, Algar understood the small nods or shakes he did in response. As word of a secret weapon began spreading to Drogjunaar, The royals began worrying for another war. As tensions grew between the three siblings, the youngest fled the castle, disappearing. With her two sisters fighting and a war being waged, the middle child too left, taking residence in the depths of the forests.
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Dovahdein consists of the three kingdoms. Drogjunaar sits in the midst of the realm, in the middle of a grassland on the edge of a forest. Upon walking to Drogjunaar, a long cobbled road will lead you through the small village before the castle where the poor take residence. Upon reaching the tree's base, the cobbled road will stretch around the tree. If you were to follow the road around to the back of the tree, you would come face to face with the large city gates and the bricked walls. Two guards will give you passage and once you enter, you will see crowds of Fahliil wandering about the many shops and houses. There's a spell/alchemy shop, a weapon and armor forge, a library, a stables, and upon following the road to the back of the city, it will lead you to a trail that exits the city and leads to a tree unlike others.
A large, twisting tree with branches like steps leading to the top. Amongst the branches and leaves, are the claimed dovah of the Fahliil that live in Drogjunaar.
If you are to instead, follow the road leading into the large opening in the tree holding the castle, you will go up a winding staircase that leads to hundreds of doors, all different. One for the guards, one for servants, etc. Reaching the top of the stairs, a new opening will lead you straight into the throne room overlooking the city. It's vast golden lengths glimmering from the opening lining the walls. On each side of the throne are halls leading to the chambers, library, servant quarters, kitchen, great hall, council hall, etc.
Bromjunaar is less fancy, it's land a dark, and desolate place. The castle is dark rock and ash. The dovah live within the caves of the mountains.
Jurjunaar is a flourishing city. Surrounded by trees and life. It's castle is made of vines and trees. It's dovah live amongst the branches.
Drogjunaar
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Jurjunaar
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Bromjunaar
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The forests of Dovahdein are bright and luminous.
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They contain dozens of creatures.
Kaaz; Winged felines that are a tad shy. They are knee-high and are only dangerous when threatened. Feed on rodents.
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Jura; Rodents that hope from branch to branch. Very friendly and loud, they chirp. Are palm size.
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Doho; Canines that are waist high, travel in groups. Not dangerous unless approached.
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Forest Drako; Dovah adapted to the forest. Very dangerous. Usually have feathered wings and bright colors or no wings at all.
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The grasslands are vast open areas of long swaying grass that are home to large, gentle creatures.
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Faraa; Large grazers, gentle creatures
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Vana; Deer-like creatures. Chest high, very fast and shy
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The dovah Drakos that reside in the grasslands are normal airborn dovah. The dovah in the mountainous terrain of Bromjunaar are far deadlier. Their saliva drips poison, and most are wingless.
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The dark ashlands of Bromjunaar are home to two predators. The only creatures aside from the drakos able to live in the barely hospitable environment. The rest hide within the few watering holes in the land.
Dilon; Speedy creatures, the Dilon use scent for tracking. They are adapted to the cracked grounds, using them to their advantage to speed after their prey.
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Dilos; Speedy creatures. Hunt the smaller Dilos of the rocks.
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In the rare oasis' of Bromjunaar, the creatures are still vile.
Crotun; Monkey-like animals, very territorial
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Crotin; Cousins of the Crotun, they travel in pairs, hiding in the large groups of Crotun for protection. Hard to spot.
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Characters
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Queen Ava (Star)
Drogjunaar
Rider of Dovah Kyllian and steed Wind
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Britvulom aka. Brit (Beautiful Darkness)
N/A
Rider of Dovah Hahnu and steed Drog
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Sizaan
Bromjunaar
Rider of Dovah N/A and steed darkfoot
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LuriasDrogjunaar
Rider of Dovah Mindol and Steed Shiver
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Kaos
Bromjunaar
Rider of Dovah Sutekh and Steed Junsikt
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Kirai Uesugi
Jurjunaar
Rider of Dovah N/A and Steed Icarus
Dovah
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Hahnu
Dovah of Brit
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Graat; Council member of Greed
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Junsil; Dragon King
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Horo; Council member of envy
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Molt; Council member of Sloth
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Hanet; Council member of Anger
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Sizan; Council member of Lust
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Kah; Council member of Pride
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Dilos; Council member of Gluttony
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Kyllian
Dovah of Ava
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Sutekh
Dovah of Kaos
Steeds
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Drog
Steed of Brit
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Wind
Steed of Ava
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Darkfoot
Steed of Sizaan
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Junsikt
Steed of Kaos
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Icarus
Steed of Kirai Uesugi
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((Question before I place my application.
Does the character's picture have to be of a real person, or can it be graphic picture of a fantasy?))
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(Either will be fine.)
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nice application, but something is missing. Take a quick look back at the rules&things to know and add it. Other than that, good.(: )
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((Oh crap, I'm sorry. I was tired last night, and I guess I forgot. XD I'll fix it.))
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((Alright, I fixed it. It's in the "Other" section of the form.))
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(Heh, I also have a question before I post.
If my character were to be in Bromjunaar and she/he has a dovah, must it be one of those wingless, saliva-poisoned dovahs?~
Sorry if I misunderstood anything. o3o)
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(It's quite fine, I'll add your picture to characters.(: && it's a good question. No, it can be any kind, the wild drako are the wingless kind)
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(Alright, thanks!)
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Kaos
"Chaos breaks the sky, shatters the ground. Brings new life. You'd be nothing without it."
Resident of;
Bromjunaar
Gender;
Male
Magic;
Ability to create illusions
History;
Kaos was somehow miraculously born in Bromjunaar, being taken care of a peasant that was his mother. She survived all the way until he was a young boy (Only around 6 Years), then perished after being heavily poisoned by a Drako. However, being brought up in the damp, dark area of Bromjunaar for his whole life, he was taught how to survive, and easily did it, though he lost support of his dead mother and was left with Junsikt, his steed.
As time passed, he became less gentle and quiet, turning more cunning snd mischievous, making more enemies than friends. Soon enough, he got into a near-fatal accident whereas an enemy of his decided that they wanted to end his life by bringing the roof of his house down upon him. They succeeded in trapping him in cobble and bricks, but not quite stop his beating heart. In the end, however, he was saved by an older boy named Teivel. Kaos had lost his memory from a harsh blow to his head from the falling stones and only remembered bits and pieces of his past, but entirely forgot who he had met and interacted with, save for the boy who tried to kill him. He began to live with Teivel and became supposed 'Brothers' with him. Ever since that incident, however, he became more vicious, his pranks going so far as to injure his victim horribly.
Personality;
The young male is heavily stubborn, sarcastic, sassy and rude, and just the sound of his voice can get somebody furious. Kaos usually seems calm and relaxed, not caring of the consequences of anything that he does. He can be quite reckless but is intelligent and sly, always thinking of some plan on the spot to escape. He can be cautious if need be, though.
Despite usually wanting to talk it out, Kaos is particularly vicious and violent in terms of fighting. He may not seem strong, but with the right weapons and patience he's merciless in battle. He has his weakness, however - When he's that violent, his mind's probably in a jumble. It's easy to overpower him with raw, brute strength.
Crush/mate
None
Family
He doesn't know his parents, but has an adoptive brother named Teivel.
Habits;
-Tends to stare at the beings he interacts with, in order to remember them. (Particularly their eyes.)
-Enjoys provoking people to the point of violence.
-He likes to give this shark-like grin that will always mean something bad.
Dovah;
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A graceful yet violent dovah that goes by the name of 'Sutekh'.
Steed;
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A prideful mare, Junsikt. A gentle and fast beast, though not easy to be spooked.
Rank; (peasant/poor, guard, aristocrat, royal blood (must ask permission))
Poor. (?)
Other;
-He wields a few daggers and a silver staff.
-His voice is silky and smooth, but each word drips with poison.
-He suspects that Teivel has something to do with his past, but the older won't tell him anything.
-Dovah's child
(I don't know, but if anybody wants to play as Teivel, you're welcome to.)
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(Wonderful accepted! One more and we shall begin.)
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((Understood~!))
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The veil of golden sun slipping into the council room danced upon the decor and the room's features. The oval table bustled with council members speaking of rumors and worries. "Why else would she call us here?", council member Jullian retorted to council member Lysikia who raised a brow. "Perhaps she comes to inform us on the war, you imbisol.", she shot back. With sudden urgency, the golden doors of the room swung open and the table fell silent. With a rush of pride that not even Junsil could mimick, Queen Ava walked in, her crimson robes trailing behind her as two guards followed. "I am sure you are all aware of rumors of war.", she began as everyone bowed their heads in greeting, "Bromjunaar has never taken kindly to us, and after Algar's passing we were ignorant to their new leader. Until now. I think we can all agree that even now, new leader or no, Bromjunaar is an enemy and will strike when given a chance, which is why this information is so dearly personal. For, we know the leader."
The table occupants exchanged glances. "Who's the leader, your majesty?", Lysikia questioned hesitantly. "My sister.", Ava replied quietly. The table shifted uncomfortably with hesitant grunts. "I do hope you are referring to the youngest, Sizaan, and not the maddened one.", Jullian stated. Ava shot him a silencing glance, but didn't speak. "Speaking of Britvulom, another Caravan was raided. The guards were sent back in their undergarments with the message, 'What has two eyes, two ears, no brain, and short hair?'", Lysikia leaned back in her seat casually. "What was the answer?", Jullian asked. "Lurias after a trim."
The table erupted into a laughter that echoed in the room. Even Ava struggled to suppress a smile. Brit never did enjoy Lurias. "We have pressing issues. I have sent a message to Jurjunaar to send the higher citizens here so I can inform them. Heighten the security.", the council nodded slowly as Ava ended the meeting.
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The shadey air of Bromjunaar eerily comforted the young leader. Sizaan found the throne made of charred spikes quite homey. Her white waves of hair curled about her crown of thorns as she leaned back in the seat. "Ahh, Rution, how pleasant.", her hissing voice greeted as the familiar guard approached, kneeling in greeting. "My leader, Drogjunaar knows of your leadership. They are planning to inform Jurjunaar. They plan attack, I'm sure." Sizaan erupted into a giggling fit, that sent chills down Rution's back, "Rution, they wouldn't dare. I have a plan, let's send a message."
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Kirai Uesugi
"Blade of Black Flames"
"My hair may be white and pure, but I assure you that my heart and blood are both black."
The city of Jurjunaar was bustling, and the people were talking. Every face looked happy, as the marketplace deluged with activity. "Give me s'more mead!" the voice of a large man with red hair on his head and in his long beard boomed over the voices in the tavern where the guards gathered.
A woman with long, pure, white hair rolled her eyes. The man was a headache, one that had just returned from 'making peace' with the guards of Drogjunaar.
The man slapped her on the back. "DON'T sweat it Kiki! You'll get your quota!" He said, bursting into laughter.
She glared at him, then got up. "Last time I checked, Malkior, only a complete clod would find himself drunker than a skunk right after mingling with guards from another city." With that, she left him on the floor.
"Come now, Uesugi! Surely you're not still on about Malkior here stealing your thunder!" Another man said with a snicker.
She glared at him. "Of course I'm not. Such a thing would be childish."
"I dunno, I suppose there's just something more appealing about a drinkin' man than a female warrior when it comes to fellow guards from another city."
The woman sent him a glare that could freeze the mead they were drinking. The man moved uncomfortably before adverting his gaze.
She exited the tavern and started walking towards the gate, her white hair whipping around in the far rush of wind that had whirled through the city.
((Who's the royal family of Jurjunaar? o.o))
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Kaos
StatsThe clopping of hooves almost seemed deafening in this area of Bromjunaar, where nearly nobody was around and the air was filled with a deep, mysterious atmosphere. The only thing that broke what would've been perfect silence was the murmuring of those peasants siting around, the little snorts and grunts of hidden dovah, and the faint drips of the small rain. Amongst them was the slowly approaching thud of hooves striking the cobble ground, sending small stones skittering aside and disturbing puddles of water on the ground. The rider of the horse was currently leading the beast through the streets, his own boots not making any sound, the black hood of his trailing cloak pulled over his face, but it was more of shielding himself from the rain then hiding his identity.
Kaos narrowed his unusually green eyes as he glanced around the sidewalks, meeting both glares and scared looks from different people. He, however, was used to the moods of these people and merely sent back his own burning glare, his fingers tightening on the brown reins of his horse, who pliantly went along with him. They were slowly arriving to their destination, a small, run-down place, which was more of a stable than a house. Sure, it was large and had a lot of empty space, but it was held up by thin pillars and a large space where the door should be. The walls were covered in dirt and grime, moss and little fungi growing on the cracks in the wall. None of this quite mattered to the young man as he travelled to the back, where there were several stalls, and led Junsikt in, removing her reins and shutting the door. He watched as the black mare merely turned and proceeded to eat the left-out hay at the side, tail flicking about and brushing against her flank. A small frown twitched at his lips as he turned and walked back to the stable-made home, slender hands pulling his hood down as he entered the shelter. His eyes immediately fell upon an older male fiddling with what looked like a half-broken longsword.
"Teivel." Kaos greeted, a hand reaching to his belt to take a dusty brown satchel, and without further ado threw it to his brother, who easily caught it with one hand, returning a mumbled 'Welcome Home.' Kaos nodded, walking closer to Teivel as he unsheathed a sharp dagger of his, the tip tainted with crimson red blood, the handle also holding faint marks of red. He gave it to Teivel as well. "The dagger is becoming dull." Kaos mumbled, before he glanced to the raised eyebrow of his brother. "Yes, got into a little fight. Nothing to worry about." He added, a smirk finally gracing his impassive face when the older sighed and pushed himself up, making a strange motion with his hand.
Kaos snorted. "There really isn't any need to check." He mumbled, but his hands were already removing his gloves and front clothes, refraining a wince from a sharp wound in his side that would easily break his lie.
(I guess I'll just use Teivel as an NPC until somebody wants to play as him. ouo)
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(Leader Jusilyan and his wife Carenia. They prefer peace, but backup Drogjunaar)
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The bustling streets were unimportant to the petite Fahliil as she pulled the hood tighter over her head, shielding her face from the naked eye. Jurjunaar was a far travel from the West forest, but Brit wouldn't dare miss the stubborn, Fahliil of Jurjunaar being forced to travel all the way to the royal kingdom, and it would make for an east entrance to the courtyard as well. Brit had hundreds of ways to slip unseen into Drogjunaar, but most were difficult. Just as she turned the corner, the familiar blue color of Drogjunaar's guards armor caught her eye. They lined up, on horses and on foot, calling out the names of the Jurjunaar citizens that would be forced to attend.
"Kyfanile, Gurdingsun, Kirai Uesugi,-"
What an odd name, she thought, sounds like sushi. With the guards backs turned, Brit slipped back out of the city, a high pitched whistle echoing from her lips. On que, a golden steed came trotting around the kingdom's walls, it's white mane tossing about as it happily approached it's rider. "Shh, Drog. Let us go.", slipping into the saddle, Brit watched as the guards finally exited the city gates, the line of Jurjunaar Fahliil following close behind, some on horses, some on foot, some on Dovah. And as they galloped down the long roads, Brit mixed in with the crowds, going unnoticed for the journey. By foot it would have taken days, but at full speed on horseback, they were there within hours. Drogjunaar's gates slid open, welcoming them. The guards led the group through the bustling city, and into the royal courtyard. Brit remembered it well, but pushed the memories aside as she dismounted. The yard was filled to the brim with Fahliil, some familiar some not.
"Citizens, Neighboring Fahliil, I thank thee for coming."
The yard fell silent, the painful memory stepping out onto the balcony overlooking the courtyard. Queen Ava raised her hands in greeting. "I apologize for the sudden urgency. But, I would like to clear up any rumors. No, Bromjunaar is not declaring war. But yes, they do have a new leader.", Ava paused, glancing down at her pale fingers that trembled. "My sister Sizaan has taken the throne." The crowd gasped, shifting uncomfortably. Brit raised an impressed brow. Two royal sisters, and here she was living in the forest. "We are unaware of why she has taken such hatred to our cities, but we asure you we have raised security." Lurias stepped out, reassuringly nodding to a stunned Ava. Britt furrowed her brow in disgust, what a vile Fahliil.
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A pleased smile parted Sizaan's lips as the guard bowed leaving her. "Oh, Rution one last thing. I have caught wind of a skilled fighter in our midst. Retrieve the one known as Kaos. Get him to me, if there is any truth to these rumors, he is the one to make an impact and send a message." Rution hesitated, but bowed once more, disappearing from the room.
(You can just rp as Rution and have him approach you)
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Kirai Uesugi
"Blade of Black Flames"
"My hair may be white and pure, but I assure you that my heart and blood are both black."
Kirai looked up, hearing her name from nearby. From what she could gather, she was being called upon to accompany the Drogjunaar guards to the royal city. She nodded slowly, whistling for her steed.
Almost as soon as she did, a black horse trotted towards the woman who stood out with her white hair. She was approaching the guards from Drogjunaar. "I am Kirai Uesugi. You are requesting for me?" Around that time, the stallion stopped behind her, forcing some people to avoid being stepped on.
She put a soft hand on the front of the horse's nose, where it was like velvet to the touch. He snorted faintly.
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Kaos
StatsKaos sighed as he worked his magic, an illusion taking over his body, easily covering the wound at his side. He hid his smirk cleverly as Teivel sighed, eyes searching for some wound while it was invisible. "Don't try using an illusion, Kaos." He muttered, shaking his head while he moved closer to Kaos, this time pressing against the younger's skin to feel for injury. Kaos hissed in pain when he did find it, instinctively moving away from Teivel, scowling at the older's triumph smirk. He murmured some curse under his breath as he removed the illusion, revealing the spot of dark red blood staining his green clothes, along with the thin but deep slice made in his hip. "It's not even close to the past wounds that I've had." He murmured, rolling his eyes like a petulant child while Teivel moved to get healing supplies. He stretched, green eyes staring at the room his older brother had gone in.
A steady beat of clopping hooves that suddenly stopped outside caught his attention, however. It was at first thought to be some traveller or drunkard who was lost or thought that this was actually a working stable, but as he moved outside to deal with whoever was there, he didn't expect a man sitting firmly on a horse, his clothes and armour letting out the fact that he was obviously a guard. They were in the most poorest part of Bromjunaar, and a royal guard was not a regular person here. Kaos quickly regained his composture, listening when the guard spoke in a deep, commanding voice. "It is ordered by the Princess that the young man known as Kaos must proceed to the Castle of Bromjunaar at once and speak with her majesty, Sizaan."
At this, Kaos narrowed his eyes, glancing back to see Teivel standing there, eyes also narrowed with suspicion. The fact that the guard has said 'ordered' and not 'requested' sent a small shiver down his spine. Sizaan was greatly known for her 'evilness', the lady who finds pleasure in other's disasters. Much like how he found pleasure in simple chaos. Kaos sighed - if this was any other Queen, he wouldn't have bothered leaving. Kaos nodded, turning back to his brother and mouthing the word "Sizaan", which made Teivel give this strange expression - a mixture of worry, fear and curiosity - before making a 'go ahead' gesture. Kaos nodded again before walking to the back stables. "I'll just get my horse." He gave the reason to the patient guard, before going to retrieve Junsikt, getting up on the equine and purposely taking his time to do so. He ran a hand through his hair, pulled his hood up and moved out to follow the Guard - who had a look of worry rather than impatience when he finally arrived with Junsikt. Teivel was nowhere to be found, but Kaos knew where he had gone. With a last pat on the black mare's neck, they started riding to the Sizaan's home, arriving there faster than expected, apparently.
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The uneasiness of the crowd sent chills down Ava's spine, but an assuring nod from Lurias comforted her shortly. "We request that the following citizens of Jurjunaar welcome themselves here and meet within the castles throne room. Kylokian, Kirai Uesugi, and Maliki." Lurias waved his hand, ending the speech and turning to Ava. "So much for prideful leader. You can barely speak infront of a crowd." Ava sent him a sharp glare, "Hush. I have a meeting to attend to." And with that, she pushed past him.
Arriving to the throne room, she nodded to the guards escorting her, ordering them to leave. The room was empty other than the three Fahliil chosen and the Queen, who slowly sat within her throne. "I apologize for this inconvenience...I am uneasy these days. It's not usual for your kin to be your enemies." With a heavy sigh, Ava ran a hand down her face, "I can't trust many these days. To make my words more truthful you may glance about, I have even had my guards leave the room. For I have begun to trust strangers over my own men. To the point.." Leaning forward, Ava cleared her throat. "My sister is unstable. I can only promise the facts that remain now. I cannot guarantee my sister won't wish for war. But, I know her. She is dramatically emphasized. She'll make a point. She'll build an army, and she'll have a champion. As will I,...I have been informed of your strengths. Your skills are undeniable. But, one of you stands out to me.." A small finger pointed towards a rather small woman in the middle, her long white hair falling far past her shoulders. "You are one of the best in Jurjunaar, no?"
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Sizaan's back straightened at the sight of the male. Two guards escorted him in, and at the wave of her hand, parted. Her large, silver eyes examined the male closely. "Kaos. You are quite the talk around the lower parts of town. Your actions are remarkably similar to that of a killed criminal in Drogjunaar...but you are here. And I have no intentions to punish you for your ways. I find them amusing." Sizaan leaned forward in her throne, standing with a smirk. "I need someone with your...capabilities. I need you to do something for me..be my champion, Kaos. I promise power, I promise revenge on any who have ever done you wrong." Her eyes traveled down to his patched wound, "And someone has. I promise wealth and treasures, whatever you desire..if you promise me your loyalty. There are many secrets I wish to share with you..But first I need this."
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She bowed respectfully. "With all due respect, your highness, I do not like to bray like many of the fulsome and highly decorated guards before me. I am not the best, nor am I the worst. However, I am from Jurjunaar, and my name is Kirai Uesugi, the Blade of Black Flames. Whatever you request of me, I will carry it out without inadvertent behavior, and with no extraneous caviling." She took a breath and stood tall. Being the only female guard never really got to her, so why change now?
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Kaos
StatsUpon seeing Sizaan, Kaos slowly got down onto one knee, green gaze fixated on her feet as he showed momentary respect. When she started speaking, he slowly stood, straightening himself, hands folded behind his back as he listened intently, keeping his face impassive even when his mind started racing when the Princess presented what and why she had called him here.
At first, when she mentioned his..activities that he usually did, he was just about ready to bolt right there, in case she presented the possibility of executing him for some crime. When she said she was amused, however, a small smirk crept onto his face, fingers flexing slightly. He looked up at her face, gaze particularly lingering somewhere near her eye, narrowed slightly in suspicion. Normally, he wouldn't want to be anybody's 'champion' - He had far better things to do - but the Princess of Bromjunaar was giving him this opportunity, and it was obvious that she had the power to give him nearly everything she had mentioned - Wealth, power... Food, secrets? However, there was one thing he was going for in his whole life, and no matter how childish it sounded, he wanted this more than food and money. He uncomfortably shifted, eyes also trailing down to his wound.
"I will comply and help you, but only if you promise that I would get this request done." He murmured, something sinister glinting in his eye as he looked back up, his fingernails absentmindedly scratching at the edges of his leather gloves.
"Give me knowledge of my past. Who my family was, who were the people that attacked me, and more." He licked his lips. This was nearly an impossible task if since she had nothing to do with his life, but it was worth a try. His hands, hidden behind his back, clenched into fists as he awaited her answer.
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Ava's crystalline gaze rested firmly upon the girl, her lips twitching up into a smile. "Pride is a respectable aspect. But, I've always fancied humble beings more." Ava's long robes trailed behind her as she stepped down the steps, approaching the girl. "I request your favor. Your loyalty. I need a champion, Kirai, I need you."
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Sizaan's silver gaze narrowed on the male. He licked his lips in thought. "I will comply and help you, but only if you promise that I would get this request done." A sharp smirk played on her lips, "Anything."
"Give me knowledge of my past. Who my family was, who were the people that attacked me, and more."
Sizaan began circling the boy as he spoke, nodding along to his words. As he fell silent, she turned on her heels to face him. "What an interesting request..." Her fingers trailed his chin, raising it so he looked down upon on. "By the time we are finished you will know everything about who you are, and where you came from."
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Kirai Uesugi
"Blade of Black Flames"
"My hair may be white and pure, but I assure you that my heart and blood are both black."
She stood up straight."Yes, ma'am. At least, I will do my best as to do so." She took a breath and rested her hand on the hilt of her katana. Pride was definitely something she had never learned. Her teachings were integrity, respect, courage, honor, compassion, honesty, sincerity, loyalty, and a sense of duty. Being an open-minded woman was something difficult for many to come by nowadays.
Yet, she could somehow see that she and Queen Ava would get along without acquiesce, and altercations.
She bowed to her once again. "I will be your champion. My teachings require loyalty and honesty. I only beg of you to know that I am not inadvertent, and I will speak my mind when the time calls upon that little trait. In advance, I ask for forgiveness."
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Kaos
StatsKaos stood still as Sizaan started to circle him, the only thing moving was the blinking of his eyes, the small heaving of his chest and the restless flexing of his fingers. His emerald eyes only hardened when she lifted his chin with a delicate finger, gaze still fixated on her eyes.
He thought about her words. She could be easily lying, easily tricking him just to get him to do her dirty work. Then again, it was worth a try, wasn't it? Plus, he had a chance to be out of this dump of a town and finally travel somewhere. He stared for a moment longer, before huffing through his nose like an frustrated horse.
"Fine. I accept your request, my Lady." He muttered, smirk forming back on his lips.
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Ava's eyes glazed over with a veil of fascination, "Understood, as long as you forgive my tense stress. The worse my sister's threat gets, the more stern I'll grow. Now come, we have much to discuss. You two." Ava turned her back to them, waving at the men, "Are free to leave, come now girl, there are a few things you must know." Ava's long, crimson robes trailed behind her as she strolled past the guards and into the golden halls. "You are my champion, meaning you have to remain here at the castle. The rooms are yours to explore as my guest. The library you might find useful, the gardens are beautiful, your chambers are being made as we speak. You will train each day. You will be allowed to show me your skills after dinner."
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Sizaan's silver eyes widened with success, "Yes. Then we have much to discuss..come." Sizaan turned on her heels, her purple robes swaying round to follow her, her pale finger motioning him to follow. The dark halls of the castle left little to enjoy, for those who didn't already enjoy it, of course. "I'm sure you're aware of the war that occurred years ago. My father was a strong man. But, with my Uncle passing, someone had to take the throne. As royal blood, I stepped up. My sister Ava claims to be queen, to rule with valor and pride. But unlike me, she Requires love and approval of her people. Leaving her armies vastly outnumbering ours. But, like years before when my father had a secret weapon, so do we."
Sizaan led the boy deeper and deeper into the castle, only to arrive at a large pair of mahogany doors. The guards pushed them open, allowing the two to pass. The doors led out of the castle, onto a large balcony. The balcony stretched out for yards, allowing even the largest of dovah to land atop it. The height of the castle swayed as the wind picked up. "I trust you know of the myth of the council.." The wind carried a noise, a flapping noise. It picked up in speed, swaying Sizaan's hair as the source slowly came into view. Rising up from below the balcony, it's massive size and bright blood-orange scales illuminated beneath the fading sun. The dovah slowly landed on the edge of the balcony, it's wings stretching out to be larger than the castle itself. Sizaan was merely the size of it's eye as she smiled up at the dangerous creature, "Kaos, meet Graat..the Council Member of Greed."
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Kirai Uesugi
"Blade of Black Flames"
"My hair may be white and pure, but I assure you that my heart and blood are both black."
Kirai nodded. "I can understand. Kinfolk tends to get under your skin the most, especially with fellow royalty, from what I've seen. As for the exploring, I can take care of that later. Training always comes first." She looked at the men as they started leaving. She held her katana tightly and walked after the queen. "What of my steed, Icarus?" she followed the queen, trying not to step on her robes with her wooden, platformed geta that made hollow clacks against the polished floor as she walked. "Embarrassingly to say, he doesn't take kindly to many strangers, and he tends to be a pain in the rear."
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Kaos
StatsKaos hesitated a moment, but quickly followed after Sizaan, listening quietly to what she said, nodding every once in a while, though she'd probably never see it since he was a little behind her. When she said that Bromjunaar had a secret weapon themselves, his interest and curiosity rose, especially when she led him deeper and went through two huge doors to a room.
Well... Not really a room, but more of a really, really huge balcony. Large enough to be a room itself, if it had walls. He stared, gaze raking over the platform. What need would a balcony as big as this serve? And the 'Secret weapon' surely couldn't be out in the open, could it? He cast his gaze to Sizaan, but she merely spoke more sinister words. The myth of the council...? He narrowed his gaze, but didn't have time to think on it when the wind suddenly picked up, accompanied by the flapping of some sort. He looked over at the balcony, green eyes widening at the thing that was slowly rising to land on the balcony.
A large, orange-red dovah, with a little black here and there, landed on the balcony, its wings stretching far out. The dovah was massive, and Kaos was sure he hadn't seen one this big. Following Sizaan's words from before, he gazed at the creature, both in awe, shock, and a little fear. This couldn't be one of the council members, but when the Princess spoke again, she introduced him to Graat, council member of greed. "Well, I thought it was just a myth." He muttered, mostly to himself, staring at the eye of the beast.
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Fala
Fala sat in a small clearing in a forest. She was making her way back to Bromjunaar. She had made her way to Jurjunaar to help some of the animals that resided in the forests there. She was getting closer and closer to the ashlands and decided to take a break. She was in a part of the forest that was a bit darker because of the near by ashlands. Fala plucked a feather out of her long brown hair and tickled a nearby Kaaz. It rolled over on its back and then fluttered upward playfully. She smiled at the small creature before her. She always found the Kaaz so mystical because of there wings which were like a butterflies and their intricate designs that were etched into their fur. The small creature landed by her leg and curled up in a tight ball. She smiled slightly at the sight and leaned back againts the huge tree that was behind her.
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Zilara Farlind
"Aye, I'm a peasent, I may not have gold and riches, but my heart is pure gold and that's all that matters."
Resident of; Bromjunaar
Gender; Female
Magic; Able to transform into a small animal for short periods of time (If that's allowed. xP)
History; Born on a small farm, Zilara was never used to living a fancy life. She actually prefers to be on a farm or in the forest rather than in the city. Her parents raised until she was the age of 13 when they both died of sickness. She raised herself from that day on and she still lives alone. She currenty stays in a small farmhouse just outside of Bromjunaar.
Personality; Zilara is rather quiet. She has a deep connection with animals and doesn't let anything live in pain. She cares deeply about others and loves company even if she doesn't talk much. She enjoys comforting people in their time of need and simply helping out wherever she is needed.
Crush/mate; Nobody
Family; Nobody
Habits; She tends to bite her lip when she's deep in thought. She's short-tempered
Dovah;
Steed; Furston
Rank; Peasent
Other; Nothing
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