Duchess Caridwyn An Sí
Committed
Roleplay posts: 94
Age: 19
Physical Description: A tall and slender woman, Caridwyn is 5'8" and shapely, with a woman's curves. Her skin is fair and her facial features are finely formed, nearly aristocratic, with high cheekbones, a smooth brow, and a delicate nose above full lips that rarely smile. Her hair is long, falling to her lower back, and a pale shade of blonde that verges on silvery. Her eyes are wide, luminous, and expressive, and are a pale blue color that often appears violet in certain lights.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Caridwyn is seen wearing simple robes composed of soft, silky white fabric that lay draped across her body in an elegant fashion. Always found upon her person are two intricate silvers rings that cover the entirety of her index fingers, formed into intricate whorls and heavily enchanted with magics that allow her to disguise herself and move around unnoticed. Around her right wrist is a hammered iron cuff bracelet that is enchanted with protective magics. And around her neck is a necklace which bears a shining white moonstone that enables her to more easily use her divine magics. On ceremonial occasions, she wears an elaborate silver circlet set in the front with a large moonstone.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Jun 19, 2016 14:52:41 GMT -8
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Post by Duchess Caridwyn An Sí on Sept 22, 2016 14:35:41 GMT -8
Tears welled in her eyes as Averin spoke. Initially it was because hearing him say 'I don't love you' made the fragmented pieces of her heart twist agonizingly. And then he continued. And she listened. Absorbing everything he had to say with a measure of disbelief and hope that slowly grew. He didn't say that he wanted to love her, at least not directly, but it was implied. For the first time since she was a girl, Caridwyn cried in front of someone else. She breathed a noise of relief and joy as a single tear trickled down each cheek, and then she was moving toward him, her hands reaching up to frame his face and pull him down into a kiss. That would have to be his answer right now, because the priestess was fairly certain she couldn't form words. But if a kiss filled with such happiness, hope, and emotion didn't say 'Yes, I'll marry you', then what did?
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Sept 22, 2016 14:58:53 GMT -8
Averin looked absolutely befuddled when she started crying. Not really sure why things had gone as poorly as they had. He is about to just leave when she moves in and takes his cheeks in her hands. The kiss takes him by surprise but it isn't long before he is kissing her back. After a long few moments he breaks the kiss and looks at her.
"So is that a yes?"
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Duchess Caridwyn An Sí
Committed
Roleplay posts: 94
Age: 19
Physical Description: A tall and slender woman, Caridwyn is 5'8" and shapely, with a woman's curves. Her skin is fair and her facial features are finely formed, nearly aristocratic, with high cheekbones, a smooth brow, and a delicate nose above full lips that rarely smile. Her hair is long, falling to her lower back, and a pale shade of blonde that verges on silvery. Her eyes are wide, luminous, and expressive, and are a pale blue color that often appears violet in certain lights.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Caridwyn is seen wearing simple robes composed of soft, silky white fabric that lay draped across her body in an elegant fashion. Always found upon her person are two intricate silvers rings that cover the entirety of her index fingers, formed into intricate whorls and heavily enchanted with magics that allow her to disguise herself and move around unnoticed. Around her right wrist is a hammered iron cuff bracelet that is enchanted with protective magics. And around her neck is a necklace which bears a shining white moonstone that enables her to more easily use her divine magics. On ceremonial occasions, she wears an elaborate silver circlet set in the front with a large moonstone.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Jun 19, 2016 14:52:41 GMT -8
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Post by Duchess Caridwyn An Sí on Sept 22, 2016 15:03:07 GMT -8
Caridwyn looked up at him when he pulled away, and breathed a watery laugh, wiping away the trails of wetness left by the lone pair of tears as she nodded. A smile claimed her lips as she gazed up at him, and replied in a voice unsteady with emotion, but clearly filled with happiness.
"Yes, it is. I'll marry you, Averin." Oh, the women of the kingdom were going to absolutely hate her. But she couldn't even be arsed to care. Her heart was pulling itself back together, the cracks repaired with hope and the love she felt for him. She hadn't wanted to admit that it was love, but when he walked away from her that day, she couldn't deny it anymore. And now she would have chance to show him what it was like to be loved.. and hopefully, he'd love her in return, one day.
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Sept 22, 2016 17:28:19 GMT -8
"Oh good. Because I had an engagement ring made and I was worried for a moment." Averin then rummages in his pocket and pulls out a silver band. It is carved with elegant moons and stars. Then the king gets down on one knee takes her left hand in his and slides it onto her left ring finger. After a moment he stands awkwardly. "I guess I should have waited to ask. The knee thing seems rather silly when you already know the answer."
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Duchess Caridwyn An Sí
Committed
Roleplay posts: 94
Age: 19
Physical Description: A tall and slender woman, Caridwyn is 5'8" and shapely, with a woman's curves. Her skin is fair and her facial features are finely formed, nearly aristocratic, with high cheekbones, a smooth brow, and a delicate nose above full lips that rarely smile. Her hair is long, falling to her lower back, and a pale shade of blonde that verges on silvery. Her eyes are wide, luminous, and expressive, and are a pale blue color that often appears violet in certain lights.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Caridwyn is seen wearing simple robes composed of soft, silky white fabric that lay draped across her body in an elegant fashion. Always found upon her person are two intricate silvers rings that cover the entirety of her index fingers, formed into intricate whorls and heavily enchanted with magics that allow her to disguise herself and move around unnoticed. Around her right wrist is a hammered iron cuff bracelet that is enchanted with protective magics. And around her neck is a necklace which bears a shining white moonstone that enables her to more easily use her divine magics. On ceremonial occasions, she wears an elaborate silver circlet set in the front with a large moonstone.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Jun 19, 2016 14:52:41 GMT -8
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Post by Duchess Caridwyn An Sí on Sept 22, 2016 17:33:42 GMT -8
Caridwyn's jaw dropped ever so slightly, her mouth just a bit agape in surprise. He'd gotten a ring? Well, she knew that was common practice, but she didn't think he'd actually.. planned this out. Apparently she was wrong. She watched, somewhat gobsmacked, as he knelt and slid the ring with its beautiful blue gemstone onto her finger. When he stood, she slid her arms around his waist and hugged him firmly.
"It's absolutely beautiful. Thank you." She cut herself off just shy of saying she loved him, even though she really wanted to. She didn't want Averin to feel pressured into reciprocating her feelings, and so she wouldn't say them aloud - he already knew how she felt, and that was enough.
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Sept 22, 2016 18:53:14 GMT -8
Though she doesn't say the words Averin can see it in her eyes. The king hopes he's made the right choice in this matter. He doesn't think he lied to her. He does genuinely believe he will come to love her now that he isn't actively avoiding such things. He also knows what his heart truly longs for. What may make the weight of the crown bearable. Rather than what it was doing to him now. Slowly grinding him into dust until naught remained. He wants a family it is really the only thing he'd wanted since he was a child. Stil he isn't certain this will work. But gods above and below he hopes it does. Though now he had a problem.
"So... What do we do now? I didn't think I'd make it this far."
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Duchess Caridwyn An Sí
Committed
Roleplay posts: 94
Age: 19
Physical Description: A tall and slender woman, Caridwyn is 5'8" and shapely, with a woman's curves. Her skin is fair and her facial features are finely formed, nearly aristocratic, with high cheekbones, a smooth brow, and a delicate nose above full lips that rarely smile. Her hair is long, falling to her lower back, and a pale shade of blonde that verges on silvery. Her eyes are wide, luminous, and expressive, and are a pale blue color that often appears violet in certain lights.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Caridwyn is seen wearing simple robes composed of soft, silky white fabric that lay draped across her body in an elegant fashion. Always found upon her person are two intricate silvers rings that cover the entirety of her index fingers, formed into intricate whorls and heavily enchanted with magics that allow her to disguise herself and move around unnoticed. Around her right wrist is a hammered iron cuff bracelet that is enchanted with protective magics. And around her neck is a necklace which bears a shining white moonstone that enables her to more easily use her divine magics. On ceremonial occasions, she wears an elaborate silver circlet set in the front with a large moonstone.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Jun 19, 2016 14:52:41 GMT -8
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Post by Duchess Caridwyn An Sí on Sept 22, 2016 19:12:17 GMT -8
Amusement blossomed within her, and Caridwyn laughed softly, leaning away from Averin and letting her arms fall as she looked up at him. Her hands fell to clasp before her, and she felt the yet-unfamiliar ring on her finger, which she began idly fiddling with. It would take her some time to adjust to the new item of jewelry, but it was an adjustment she was more than happy to make.
"I'm not certain. I'm not exactly well-versed in royal engagement protocol. Though I do anticipate there will be a fair amount of planning.. it will be a very large event, after all." Her smile was somewhat wry. The idea of a big wedding didn't appeal to her in the slightest, but he was king.. and she would become his queen, once they were wed. The kingdom would expect a large wedding with lots of festivities. Unlacing her fidgeting fingers, she reached forward and grasped his hand in hers, smiling up at him.
"Although.. what I'd really like to do is spend some time with you. I've missed you, Averin." The words were spoken quietly, almost hesitantly, as though she expected him to say he didn't have time to spare for her. He'd gone to the summit, and she'd barely seen him since he returned.. and prior to today, their two meetings hadn't exactly been pleasant. She missed her friend, even more than she missed the pleasure they'd given each other.
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Sept 22, 2016 19:28:16 GMT -8
Oh shit right. Part of the getting married thing was the marriage. That was going to be a bloody event, wasn't it? Nobles and dignitaries would all have to be invited and it would have to be an entire thing. Averin wasn't looking forward to that. But it was just another part of being king he'd have to deal with. He looks up at her request.
"I'm free now if you'd like. Unless you have to deal with..."
Averin gestures around vaguely at the park.
"All this."
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Duchess Caridwyn An Sí
Committed
Roleplay posts: 94
Age: 19
Physical Description: A tall and slender woman, Caridwyn is 5'8" and shapely, with a woman's curves. Her skin is fair and her facial features are finely formed, nearly aristocratic, with high cheekbones, a smooth brow, and a delicate nose above full lips that rarely smile. Her hair is long, falling to her lower back, and a pale shade of blonde that verges on silvery. Her eyes are wide, luminous, and expressive, and are a pale blue color that often appears violet in certain lights.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Caridwyn is seen wearing simple robes composed of soft, silky white fabric that lay draped across her body in an elegant fashion. Always found upon her person are two intricate silvers rings that cover the entirety of her index fingers, formed into intricate whorls and heavily enchanted with magics that allow her to disguise herself and move around unnoticed. Around her right wrist is a hammered iron cuff bracelet that is enchanted with protective magics. And around her neck is a necklace which bears a shining white moonstone that enables her to more easily use her divine magics. On ceremonial occasions, she wears an elaborate silver circlet set in the front with a large moonstone.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Jun 19, 2016 14:52:41 GMT -8
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Post by Duchess Caridwyn An Sí on Sept 22, 2016 19:32:06 GMT -8
Caridwyn shook her head as he spoke.
"No. My part here is done. I don't think anyone would miss me.. and even if they did, I'm sure they'd understand my leaving." Although that made her realize that they would have to announce their engagement soon. That was something she wasn't looking forward to.. except she was, in a way. She didn't want to hide their relationship, but she didn't want to endure the scorn of the women of the kingdom. There would be many nasty rumors flying around, what with their engagement coming so soon after her receiving her inheritance. They'd deal with that when it happened, she supposed.
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Sept 22, 2016 19:42:18 GMT -8
"Well then my lady I guess it's time to start some rumors. Though since I am fairly certain someone saw me get down on one knee someone's figured it out by now."
Averin offers Caridwyn his arm and escorts her back to their carriage. The crowds of people whispering as they go. The particularly observant noting the new ring on the priestesses hand. Still no one was bold enough to try and stop and question the king. Or at least those who were thought twice when his guard falls in around him. Averin helps Caridwyn into the carriage and then they are whisked off to the keep. Averin slumping against his seat, suddenly exhausted.
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