Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on May 18, 2017 14:49:17 GMT -8
She laughed, her fair giggle a pretty noise around them as he rolled her beneath his massive body, straddling her so that her naked thighs were pushed together and his weight came down gently on her lap. She reached up with her hands to comb his hair away from his face.
"Morning? No, it is only just sunset, not dawn. We napped for a very long time. The children might already be asleep," she murmured to Renaux, looking beautiful and soft and lush beneath him, her tousled red hair spread over their pillows, her full breasts like mounds of cream tipped with sweet cherries. "How did things go with the Emira?"
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on May 18, 2017 15:01:18 GMT -8
"Evidently not as long as I thought." Renaux says with a grin and he leans down and kisses the side of her neck the rough stubble on his cheeks scratching against her skin and he kisses lower and lower. He was just thinking of sampling her cherries when his queen's question met his ears and his gaze tracks up to her face once more. "It did not go as well as I hoped. The Emira got perhaps a bit too greedy and I certainly acted like a horses ass, first by not thinking of her as an equal and trying to be charitable. Then by getting annoyed and speaking to her like she was a child."
He shakes his head grimacing at the memory, he often chastised himself for his own failings after the fact. Only his wife knew how much he worried about whether he was truly a good kind. "Would you like the full story now?" He asks his hands moving down her body to rest on her thighs, slowly parting them. "Or can it wait until later? Your sleeping attire makes me think of far more pleasant things we could do in this bed rather than recount my failings." He says with a wry chuckle finally leaning in to give one of her sweet cherries a taste.
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on May 18, 2017 15:36:53 GMT -8
She smiled up at him, the fingertips of one hand taking a dark lock of his hair and twisting it lazily around her finger, the big rock he'd given her as a wedding ring glittering in the red-gold sunset light that was flooding their room in between the dark shadows from the pillars.
He kissed her pale skin, the heat of his mouth making goosebumps raise over the delicate flesh, tingling nerves beneath her skin, making her body warm and melt little by little beneath him. She almost regretted asking her question because he stopped, lifting his gaze to speak to her. He'd be able to see it in her face immediately -- the simmering want of him, the quiet embers in her blue gaze, the gentle part of her lips.
He'd know it, and even tease her for it, his hand idly moving down her body, spreading her creamy thighs and she helped, drawing her knees upward, shifting in bed beneath him so he was cradled against the sweet, sweet heat of her. She let her fingernails, a little long, pristinely manicured scrape gently against his scalp, pulling gently on his hair until she was able to stroke down over his skin and hold onto his shoulders.
"That depends," she murmured up at her husband, gasping audibly and arching up against his mouth. She bit her lip even as a quiet moan slipped between like a purr. "Will you let me be greedy?" she asked on a breathless tone, and scratched down his back -- not enough to really hurt, but enough to ignite the fire in his own blood.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on May 18, 2017 15:58:13 GMT -8
The fire in Renaux's blood needs no further fuel. When he'd met her gaze and saw those simmering embers his own had quickly risen to a steady burning flame. Fanned only higher as her knees parted and lifted to accept him the sweet heat of her pressing against his own making him lick his lips in anticipation.
Every gentle caress of her hands made his breath quicken and catch, every scrape of her fingernails aginst him made him groan with desire. She desired him and by the sky he desires her, the king's want for his queen making it harder and harder for him to think. His mouth is on her skin his tongue lapping at it eagerly, like he could drink it up like it was the cream it so much resembled.
Those words get him to once again meet her eyes, his striking blues meeting her's. The love and lust so plain in his features that it might as well have been written on his face. She was the only woman for him and it had been that way since they shared their first kiss together on their wedding day.
The king bowed his head and he said with a wry chuckle his voice filled with husky want. "My queen, when do I not let you be greedy?" He teases lightly as he leans in and catches her lips with his own drawing parting her lips with his so he can taste deeply of her, the spice of her desire favoring the kiss to his mind. Eventually, he breaks the meeting of lips and he says softly his lips whispering against hers. "How do you wish to be greedy amour?"
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on May 18, 2017 16:14:24 GMT -8
She smiled against his mouth as he spoke to her, and then he kissed her and her own lips parted. Her slick tongue stroked against his, her head tilting on the pillow so her mouth could fit more perfectly against him. A little sigh caressed against his mouth, as she shifted her arms so she could hold him around his waist, arms curled upward so her palms spanned what she could of the expanse of his powerful shoulders, fingernails digging lightly into his skin.
She rose into his kiss, every stroke heating her higher and higher. By the time his mouth lifted from hers, she was almost breathless, panting a little, not nearly having enough. Her hot breath rolled over his lips, and she laughed softly. "I'll show you," she murmured in a sexy, husky voice--
-- And she turned him onto his back, taking her hands from his shoulders to press against his chest as she moved to straddle him. She flipped her long, red hair back over her shoulders, magnificent and lush above him. Then she moved off his lap. Naked as the day she was born, blessed with a round, tight bottom and full breasts, she moved toward one of their trunks and came back to kneel beside him -- not astride him -- on the bed.
A tiara was in her hands, and with a little wiggle of her hips as she laughed, she settled it on her head so the gold and jewels glimmered within the tousled sensuality of her red hair. "Just so we remember who is in charge," she teased her husband...
... but when she straddled him again, it wasn't his lap, or his chest... but she crowned him with the ivory of her thighs and the blushing petals between, closing her eyes as she faced the headboard and wall of their bed, letting her head tilt back at the feeling of the stubble of his cheeks scraping against the tenderness of her flesh...
Unashamedly greedy.
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on May 22, 2017 17:06:20 GMT -8
Sometime later...
She fell limp against his naked chest, falling right into his kiss for which she kissed him deeply back. Little moans and whimpers still drifted from her mouth as her hands cupped his jaw, her tongue still tasted herself on his tongue. Still seated firmly on his lap, she was in no eagerness to leave the feeling, her body still warm and tingling from the second orgasm he'd rocked into her.
A little breathless, her bare breasts -- still taught and peaked from stimulation -- rose and fell as she pushed herself to sit up. Her tousled red hair slid over the naked silk of her shoulders, her lithe body twisting a little so she could found the crown that Renaux had made topple from her head and set it back in place.
"But I am the only woman allowed to be greedy with you," Arianne told him. She mentally hoped that she was pregnant again. Both of them had been trying and hoping for a third child. A second son would put many at ease back in Gauldin. Although they both loved Gabrielle dearly, some traditions in Gauldin ran deeper than law and down into the very blood of those who lived there.
"Tell me about the meeting with the Emira," Arianne said to him, not so much demanding as opening up the conversation now that they'd gotten their distractions out of the way.... for now.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on May 22, 2017 17:26:48 GMT -8
The king watches her as she moves about chuckling as she places her tiara atop her head and declares she it the only woman allowed to be greedy around him. Renaux enjoys the simple moment of perfect intimacy as she stays firmly planted in his lap. "I suppose that is true so you should abuse it." He says with a languid smile which turns into a slight frown when she asks him to tell her what happened with the Emira.
It seemed like a perfect way to ruin an evening, speaking of the unpleasant meeting with the Emira but with a great sigh, he recounts the details of the negotiation as close to word for word as he can manage. When he finishes he closes his eyes and says, voice rife with self-reproval. "I upped the price because she was demanding to be treated with respect and I realized that unto that point I'd been bargaining with her like I was doing her a favor. I truly was a horse's ass even if she did get greedy trying to low ball me even further when I'd already given her more ground than she could have hoped for."
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on May 22, 2017 18:23:04 GMT -8
Arianne scoffed, clearly in her husband's corner and more than willing to assume that the Emira had been a royal bitch, pun intended, while her husband had been perfectly amicable. "I doubt you were an ass, Renaux," Arianne told him. "She was an idiot to ask for so much for free. What did you two decide to settle on?" she asked, idly tapping her fingers against the rippled musculature of his stomach.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on May 23, 2017 14:13:30 GMT -8
As always Arianne's vote of confidence does wonders to make him feel like he wasn't quite as bad a screw up as he thought. They say that behind every great man is a great woman and Arianne certainly proved that as far as the king was concerned, she made him feel like he was a good king instead of just pretending to be one. "We haven't settled yet." Renaux says rubbing his face and letting out a sigh as he enjoys the feel of her fingers playing across his chest. "After all was said and done the emira elected to give us both time to cool off and I agreed."
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on May 23, 2017 14:53:51 GMT -8
She watched him as he moved, as he spoke. She liked the way his muscles rippled beneath his skin, as physically attracted to his body as she was to his heart and his mind. For the millionth time, she thanked her lucky stars that she hadn't lost him, and that even though they'd had such a rocky beginning, Renaux had still waited for her, for even the idea of her.
"Oh? Hm. Maybe she's not so incredibly stupid then," Arianne said, completely comfortable with her nudeness, completely satisfied with sitting still so intimately on his lap. "Do you think she'll let up on the agreement?" Then Arianne shook her head. 'What did she even want?"
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on May 23, 2017 15:30:28 GMT -8
Did he not mention that when he recounted the details of the negotiation? He couldn't recall and it didn't hurt to repeat himself he supposed. "She wants large quantities of Cieltherium so she can bring life to the desert. An admirable and ambitious goal, but a costly one." He says as his thoughts run in a similar vein to her own. There was no one he'd rather be with than her, nowhere he'd rather be than where she was, and though he remembers that length period they were separated as one he'd not want to repeat it was also a blessing in disguise. Time apart had made them both realize how lucky they were to wind up with each other, that their marriage, while arranged, had been a good one.
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on May 23, 2017 16:09:17 GMT -8
Arianne burst out laughing, her hands finding Renaux's, fingers sliding between his to loosely grip him. "She thinks she's going to turn the desert into a paradise?"
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on May 23, 2017 16:21:25 GMT -8
"I think she intends to try." Renaux says and he can't suppress a smile, even if he did not think the idea worth ridicule her laugh certainly made him want to laugh with her. "It is a noble goal even if the task is daunting and proves impossible on the scale she is planning, I do think she could expand the amount of arable land she has, with enough magic." He says with a shrug, squeezing her hand lightly.
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on May 25, 2017 21:32:43 GMT -8
She smiled down at him, both of her hands clasped in each of his, toying and playing with him in that restless way of hers. His wife always seemed to be moving, always needed to be doing something. Lucky for Renaux, one of her favorite things to do, was him.
Her expression was thoughtful, however, her eyes half lust-drugged and half truly thoughtful about the situation the Emira was in. "Would you try? If you were in her position?"
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on May 26, 2017 13:10:47 GMT -8
The king counted himself lucky, just as Arianne was lucky to have a husband so indulgent of her wilful ways. Hell, he was more than indulgent he actually seemed to enjoy his wife's antics and including her in his rule, he was more than happy to see her be more than simply a vessel to carry his children. "I don't know." He admits sheepishly as he watches her hand play with his. "Am I the kind of king who would attempt such a great work? It's hard to say when my own country does not have such an obvious project to embark on and I have yet to invent such a project for myself in Gauldin."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2017 10:30:32 GMT -8
Chosen of the WavewardenThe Emira had assured him that they would speak later on, and instead insisted that the Wavechosen and his Quy guides be shown to their guestrooms instead. As usual, the Sakandi oppulence and beauty surrounded them, with private bath and spacious quarters for most, vistas and verandas displaying the mythic beauty of the desert city. He was told that the Emira would have dinner with him later in these quarters, a move specifically made to make him feel more in control rather than making the Wavechosen trapieze through the palace at the Emira whim. When she arrived, she was as beautiful as ever, a hint, perhaps on how Asherah might grow into her own beauty. She did not arrive alone, and her own small retinue was with her. Once they we're seated on the lush pillows with the low table between them piled with exotic food, the Emira spoke. "I am very invested in securing this alliance with Quying, but I'm afraid that I haven't yet captured Quying's relationship with the rest of Tawakoshi..."
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Chosen of the Wavewarden
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Roleplay posts: 10
Age: 29
Physical Description: The Chosen of the Wavewarden is seldom seen in public without his full armor on, but he is about 6'1" and 200lbs. His hair is similar in color to the Daimyo's and his eyes are a brilliant green in color.
Clothes and Equipment: He bears full steel armor, shoulders emblazoned with the symbol of House Zuikaku. His katana is maintained to a perfect sheen, the handle wrapped in swamp crocodile skin so that his grip is strong.
Blessed by the Guardian of the Sea herself, he bore no personal banner save for the Rune of the Wavewarden, which pulsated dimly on his chest. Such magic, for magic it was, was allowed as it had been bestowed on him by a Kami, and they were not bound by the laws of mortal man.
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Post by Chosen of the Wavewarden on Aug 17, 2017 17:58:18 GMT -8
He found the opulence of the quarters distasteful, though he understood why they were like this, many of the nobles and merchants in Quying preferred such things. Chosen preferred the Daimyo's method of simplicity, it better suited a warrior. They preferred to put their effort into other things, but the guest quarters in Quying were nearly as opulent, but in the manner of Quying instead of Sakand.
"Emira, thank you for the hospitality you have shown us thus far. It is an excellent start to what we hope will be an excellent relationship. Quying's relationship with the rest of Tawakoshi is...tenuous to say the least. The rulers of Quying have long opposed the Emperor's edicts of isolation. And violated the edicts for that matter. The Daimyo feels that independent spirit more than any other before him. At this point, the Daimyo only pays lip-service to the Emperor, and his Shogun ." The last word was spoken with serious vehemence from the Wavewarden's Champion.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2017 9:49:16 GMT -8
Dark brows came together in a mildly confused look over the Emira's beautiful face. She took a seat in his quarters and Bahadur prowled around her, sitting at her side. Like second nature, she reached out to stroke her be-ringed hand down the tiger's head.
"Open opposition of the ruler of the domain usually leads to civil war," Fairuz spoke, looking at the WaveCHOSEN. "Are affairs in Quying so tense at the moment? Will Daimyo Akagi be claiming Independence soon?" She spoke from a position of quiet concern. She had sent her favorite niece to marry the man, and although an ambitious part of her was glad that her niece might not just be Lady of Quying, but Queen or even Empress of Quying, she was not a cold shell of power and had care for her relatives and the plights they were in.
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Chosen of the Wavewarden
Established
Roleplay posts: 10
Age: 29
Physical Description: The Chosen of the Wavewarden is seldom seen in public without his full armor on, but he is about 6'1" and 200lbs. His hair is similar in color to the Daimyo's and his eyes are a brilliant green in color.
Clothes and Equipment: He bears full steel armor, shoulders emblazoned with the symbol of House Zuikaku. His katana is maintained to a perfect sheen, the handle wrapped in swamp crocodile skin so that his grip is strong.
Blessed by the Guardian of the Sea herself, he bore no personal banner save for the Rune of the Wavewarden, which pulsated dimly on his chest. Such magic, for magic it was, was allowed as it had been bestowed on him by a Kami, and they were not bound by the laws of mortal man.
Registered: May 7, 2017 13:12:38 GMT -8
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Post by Chosen of the Wavewarden on Aug 20, 2017 18:16:39 GMT -8
"That is why our opposition to the Emperor is not open. We have no desire to start a Civil War in Tawakoshi unless absolutely necessary. Quying has little problem with the other provinces, we simply wish to be allowed our own sovereignty. An overt claim of independence is unlikely until we can guarantee that at least one of the other provinces stands with us."
The presence of the tiger was a bit...unorthodox in the warrior's opinion, but such an observation would be incredibly impolite. As always, he spoke in a calm, measured tone that betrayed no hint of his emotion.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2017 8:23:45 GMT -8
"I see," the Emira said, her hand continuing to stroke over the silken fur of Bahadur's head. The tiger looked placidly in the Wavechosen's direction, seemingly no more intelligent than one would expect of a beast such as he. Indeed, he appeared to be almost just a rather large house cat. "Hm. Well then, Sakandi will, of course, support Quying in its efforts for independence and will recognize Quying as its own sovereignty. I imagine that is a conversation I can have at length with Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku once I have traveled back to Quying. I am also concerned about the magic of Quying," Fairuz said from where she sat. It was as if every chair -- even a simple one in a living quarters, though handsome -- was a throne to her. "As I understand it, only certain people are allowed the blessings of otherworlds. The Sakandi are unused to not practicing our majic and it is very important to us to make appropriate worship of our djinn. Although I know that the Daimyo is far more open minded to this, I wonder now that Tawakoshi might not declare against Quying for his more open acceptance." A stiff smile came to the Emira's lips, as if it were one of skepticism and sarcasm than of any real humor. "To disobey edicts of trade is one thing. Edits of magic and mysticism is quite another... and when I arrive with my people to celebrate my niece's wedding, I cannot guarantee that it will not come with an influx of majic."
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