The peace that formerly reigned in Terra Nova has eroded, now little more than a memory. War ravages the continent. Disputes divide kingdoms; ideals divide families. The quest for power consumes absolutely and indiscriminately. None are immune to its allure.
Who will rise and who will fall? Only time—and ambition—will tell.
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05.26.2023
2 month character creation hold for all existing members begins 6/5/2023. Ended 8/5/2023.
10.29.2023
Change in how times flows. Was 4 IC seasons, now only 2 IC seasons per 1 OOC year.
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Proud, patriotic soldiers or not, Alinore still considered it important to note any dissent among the ranks, but she accepted the answer and the subsequent elaboration on Lorendale with a polite nod. “Of course,” She said smoothly, in response to Lady Delaney’s assertion of her own approval of Cassian’s actions and policies. The younger witch continued on to voice her desire to meet Queen Iliana, to which Alinore offered a polite, “Perhaps one day you shall.” A pause. “What of any other whispers you may have heard?”
Post by Valeria Delaney on Jan 2, 2023 9:03:57 GMT -5
Valeria think for a bit about any other whispers she might have heard. "hmmm. Sadly nobody tells me anything juicy in terms of whispers. It sometimes feels like hardly anybody wants to tell me anything juicy." Valeria explained, it was clear that she hardly have anything juicy, but a part of her there was a hint of her wondering why nobody want to talk politics with her or tell her juicy details. Like she is a cheif petty officer at the end of the day so she was able to talk politics and she know how to be confident. "is there anything juicy that you can spill?"
Disappointing. But perhaps not surprising, given that the officer seemed to know little about the root of any discontent that had spread amongst her own soldiers. Alinore acknowledged her statements with a coolly polite, “Is that so?” The question, however, had her arching an aristocratic eyebrow. “How could there be, Lady Delaney?” She pointed out lightly, tone silky. “I have not returned to Nevermere for some time.” And though she was here now, it had been for merely a handful of hours.
Post by Valeria Delaney on Jan 4, 2023 18:12:38 GMT -5
Val laugh softly. "But to be fair there might be stuff then I let on." Valeria smirked a bit. "Well you seem to be the sort of woman who seems to be one who like gossip, secrets. I feel like a woman with both your brains and stunning looks, you might be able to work your way round these courts and find juicy details and that times is no issues for you." She explained. "plus you are a witch we are great at gaining information if we really want it." She said.
"After all i got to Chief petty one way or another." She smiled like she know Hadiran being the cheif petty officer helps but she also work hard and if she was to gain secrets then she need to start putting her skills to use in politics and politics is secrets.
Why the officer would claim to know nothing about the goings on in court then subsequently suggest that she held secrets close to her chest was beyond her. Unlike the woman at her side, Alinore had spent a lifetime walking among courtiers and learning how to play their games - games that, as dictated by common sense and Delaney’s own admission, did not exist out on the open water. The flattery was appreciated, as all flattery was, but she was not so weak-willed that it would earn Valeria Delaney anything that the Minister of Foreign Affairs did not intend to give her. She accepted the compliments with a small, polite smile and slight inclination of her head. “You are very kind, Lady Delaney.”
Dark eyes cast a glance at their surroundings, noting another noble who lingered on the fringes of the garden. Even from a distance, she could recognize when someone else wanted her attention. “This has been a lovely conversation, Lady Delaney,” Alinore began, turning back to the woman at her side. “But I am afraid my company has been requested elsewhere. Before I go, however, is there anything else you wish to ask me?”