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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In possession of a magical necklace that wards off offensive magic attacks against him, a ring that allows him to suppress magic, and can turn into werewolf at will.
“He’ll be very glad to hear that,” she answered, knowing soon… Cass would be spending more time with Cassian than her. It pained her heart, but she kept that fact close to her. She couldn’t shelter him as a big forever. In fact, she believed he would best learn at his father’s side how to be a king.
“I hope to stay with the boys for a little. And if you’d like, perhaps we find time for the two of us as well? Dinner?” She was still glowing from the last time they had been together, from the admission that she thought might have been one sided. She tried to hide the excitement, but her eyes and the smile that threatened to take over her face might have just given it away.
In possession of a magical necklace that wards off offensive magic attacks against him, a ring that allows him to suppress magic, and can turn into werewolf at will.
Post by Cassian Rainecourt on Aug 11, 2023 13:15:30 GMT -5
Cassian nodded, committing mentally to plan ahead for the boat outing.
At Iliana’s suggestion, Cassian’s gaze flickered over her person, a quick, subtle, glance. She was dressed like a royal now but with that quick look he saw the glory of her nakedness that he had beheld when last they were together.
“We can eat, if you wish,” he said, something ever so slight in his tone, something teasing, and the smallest of smiles pulling his lips, “or we can retire early.” He reach up his hand to her neck, if she allowed.
She missed the first scan, something that surely would’ve made her face grow warm and yet also send a shot of excitement down her spine. But instead, it would happen a few moments later, as his hand came up and she caught the smile… the tease. Her heart rate immediately jumping at the idea he just extended.
Iliana’s gaze bounced back and forth between his gaze and that faint smile. “I am quite tired from our travels,” she said with a hint of titillation.
In possession of a magical necklace that wards off offensive magic attacks against him, a ring that allows him to suppress magic, and can turn into werewolf at will.
Post by Cassian Rainecourt on Aug 17, 2023 6:18:47 GMT -5
Cassian nodded, hand lowering. There was still much to be done in the day, but to have his wife’s company in bed to look forward to would be a powerful motivator to get through things quickly.
“Then please, your majesty,” the hand that dropped would try to take her hand, “join me in my room tonight.” If she did not resist him then Cassian would bring her fingertips to his lips.
Iliana dipped into a curtsy, befitting a queen honoring her king, with a wildly beating heart. “I will, my King,” it would be a date. She knew when their time was coming to an end, catching an approaching messenger who seemed to slow in their tracks as the gauged the situation.
“I’m just a summons away if you shall need me before then,” she would brush a kiss to his cheek from where she lifted herself beside him to reach his cheek. Then would nod towards the messenger to welcome them up.