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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Ravi had been left of his own supervision at the world's biggest library (or so he thought seeing as thi was the first library he'd seen outside of the Bashar grounds) but he was sure Uncle had left eyes somewhere. No bother to him Ravi was wrapped up in research.
'what are you looking for horse boy?' the cold child like voice coldly filled his head.
'he's researching horses, lineages to be exact, for breeding more likely.'
'sounds so boring! we got all this freedom and can do what we wanna without supervision and lord horsey boy wants to find fuckable horses'
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Ravi was half listening to them and half copying things he needed. Then it kind of dawned on him, they were right, at least Navi. He looked out the small open window at the beaches, it was beautiful.
Nithya had been occupying herself with researching noblemen that were going to be joining the tour, which eventually led her to the library to read up on some of the families' history.
The woman had been reading for a while when she noticed someone had entered. Or had he been here already? She only noticed him now he looked out of the window. He looked familiar, but not in the sense that she knew him personally.
Nithya got up from her chair and walked over to the man. "Excuse me, my lord. I couldn't help but notice you look like a Bashar. Am I correct?"
Something about having voices in one's head made it hard for someone to startle him, maybe he had to cipher the distinction of real or in his head. Pulling his eyes from the beaches his dark colored eyes found the very real voice of a young woman to which Ravi stood, "Yes exactly, I'm Ravi Bashar," a respectful tilt of his head, "My Uncle is Ibrahim Bashar, a pleasure my lady?"
'...shes pretty, maybe you should take Ares Bashar advice and get some strannge brother' Navi giggled in the mans head like a naughty thing. But she was naughty! In fact Great Uncle made a dismal sigh of offensive at the comment. Ravi did though find the young woman pretty.
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She smiled at him. "Lady Nithya Chaudhari, my lord", she responded. "I thought I saw the family resemblance. It's quite wonderful to see your family in the city again lately. I'm glad you've found your way back."