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Michelle 20
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Age: 17 y.o.
Magic: Traditional Alchemy
Occupation: Maid / apprentice of Isolde
Eleanor SummerAvalance Citizen
I'm headed straight for the castle
on Thu 26 Nov 2020, 23:15
Did you enjoy the sight of me kneeling before you?
Her heart was pounding in her throat. This was a new feeling, something she didn't quite understand. Yet she knew it all too well. It was fear, something she had long drowned. Fear made her weak. Small. Her mother had always preyed upon her weakness.
But standing here, moments away from seeing him once more, moments before she could show him how useful she was. Moments before he could reject her.. It terrified her.
But why would he reject her? He had asked her to come here, he wanted her to be with him. Wanted his daughter. Right? Yes, that's right. So she held her head up and an easy smile on her lips. Even though she curled her toes up, clenching them together, that was the only sign of her nerves. A sign her father wouldn't see through her shoes. From the feet up she was all relaxed and smooth. Like she had been taught.
Knocking twice before she opened the door she stepped into his room. Keeping her eyes from darting over the space she stared straight ahead towards him. Towards her father. "Good evening, I have arrived, as you requested." Her voice was even, perhaps almost even bored as she clenched her toes a bit tighter, keeping a giddy smile far away from creeping up her face.
But standing here, moments away from seeing him once more, moments before she could show him how useful she was. Moments before he could reject her.. It terrified her.
But why would he reject her? He had asked her to come here, he wanted her to be with him. Wanted his daughter. Right? Yes, that's right. So she held her head up and an easy smile on her lips. Even though she curled her toes up, clenching them together, that was the only sign of her nerves. A sign her father wouldn't see through her shoes. From the feet up she was all relaxed and smooth. Like she had been taught.
Knocking twice before she opened the door she stepped into his room. Keeping her eyes from darting over the space she stared straight ahead towards him. Towards her father. "Good evening, I have arrived, as you requested." Her voice was even, perhaps almost even bored as she clenched her toes a bit tighter, keeping a giddy smile far away from creeping up her face.
No one was my master
but I might be master of everything
if I wished. If I dared.
but I might be master of everything
if I wished. If I dared.
Wap 59
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Age: 36 y/o
Magic: Traditional Alchemy
Occupation: Sage
Ghiann GuerraAvalance Citizen
Re: I'm headed straight for the castle
on Sun 06 Dec 2020, 11:58
You torture saints with a single glance torture
A daughter. Eleanor had not been raised by her father and never would be. She was but a child, one raised by a woman who had been there for just a few nights. Never love, never care. Just pure human emotion without any connection. While he had not been interested in taking care of the girl, there was always a curiosity. What did she turn out to be? Would she be like him? And if so, could she share in his beliefs?
It was this curiosity that had let him come to Asherah. Far away from home, he’d be able to see what she was truly like. To pull her away from everything she had ever known, she would be forced to make decisions she never had. Of course, he wasn’t planning on making this easy on her. She had something to prove - one shot at becoming more than the result of a foolish night.
The door opened and the girl entered his room. She was gorgeous, just like her mother. Something that could be used, when this beauty was combined with wits. He hummed softly to recognize her presence, lifting his chin as he looked at her.
“How were your travels? ”
It was this curiosity that had let him come to Asherah. Far away from home, he’d be able to see what she was truly like. To pull her away from everything she had ever known, she would be forced to make decisions she never had. Of course, he wasn’t planning on making this easy on her. She had something to prove - one shot at becoming more than the result of a foolish night.
The door opened and the girl entered his room. She was gorgeous, just like her mother. Something that could be used, when this beauty was combined with wits. He hummed softly to recognize her presence, lifting his chin as he looked at her.
“
Make them think they ever stood a chance
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