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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Post by Sabine Ringhal on Jun 15, 2024 2:48:40 GMT -5
To anyone who had known her, the woman who returned from Cambria would appear a pale ghost of who she had once been. She had lost weight, not that she'd ever been on the heavy side of things anyhow. Skin and bones had made it back from Cambria, but she was home, and she was still drawing breath. Having contracted the illness that had wreaked so much chaos, and devastation in their neighboring land, the former king's witch had isolated herself both in order to ensure that she couldn't spread the sickness, and to try and recover some of the strength that had been taken from her. The danger had passed. Now it was simply a matter of recovering.
She could walk. That was more than she'd been capable of this time last week. Finally, after months away, Sabine Ringhal had returned to Nevermere. True, she was in a decidedly sorry state, and it would likely be a while before she returned to normal, if she ever did manage to do so.
To Sabine however, it was a victory, and not a small one. She had overcome death after all.
Witch magic — Amelia mostly focuses on cursus and summons. Her second best ability is incantations, and thirdly potions. Potions are something she isn't well versed in. She doesn't want to spend time on finding ingredients and mixing them up into potions. She much more prefers powers that come from within, like curses, summons and incantations
Post by Amelia Irving on Jun 23, 2024 15:15:28 GMT -5
Amelia was often seen in town, either on patrol or doing noblewomanly business, but today, the former was why she was around. That is, she had just finished a patrolling shift, and would be heading back to the palace, but at that moment, she was near the outer parts of the capital. It was then that she noticed someone walking towards the city. The dark-haired woman squinted and held a hand above her eyes to try and see who it was. The way they walked seemed... Off. As if they had been hurt, or seriously ill. Normally this wouldn't have attracted her attention, but she recognised the military attire, and knew there was no reason for any soldier in that state to be heading towards the city from the outskirts.
So she stood and waited until the woman was closer, suddenly recognising Sabine Ringhal. The women had never really met before, but Sabine was a known figure, both in the military and the noble world. Amelia took a few steps towards the woman. "Lady Ringhal", she said, curtsying shortly before offering her an arm to lean on if she needed it. "Are you alright?" She didn't know much about where Sabine had gone, but there had been plenty of talk of her leaving. And seeing her in this state was worrisome, to say the least.
Last Edit: Jun 23, 2024 15:17:43 GMT -5 by Amelia Irving
Post by Sabine Ringhal on Jun 24, 2024 1:01:02 GMT -5
Sabine had been hoping to be able to jump back into some form of action, and return to her duties now that she was back in Nevermere. With every single step that she took, the former king's witch was reminded that a couple of weeks ago, she had been dying. Her legs were still weak. They would bear her weight, at least for a little while. Right now, she does need to get home. She needs to put her feet up, and rest. Perhaps, the woman thinks, as she makes her way back through more familiar streets, she might actually sit down, and rest for a little bit before doing so.
The woman suddenly realized that she wasn't alone. Another had approached her. She would allow herself a little bit longer than she usually did to study the stranger's features, aware that her brain was still a little bit idled after her disease. Eventually though, she was quite confident in saying that she didn't know who this newcomer was.
"I'm..." For a moment, Sabine paused. She was searching for the appropriate words. Her mind remained foggy. "Recovering." She must certainly have been still a little unwell. The proud witch was the sort of person who would ordinarily have comfortably assured those around her that she was absolutely fine, even if her arm had been torn clean off, and she was in the process of bleeding out. The witch took a few deep breaths, doing what she could to clear her mind enough, and to try and appear to be as normal as was physically possible. "It's nothing to be concerned about. Some rest is all that I need."
Witch magic — Amelia mostly focuses on cursus and summons. Her second best ability is incantations, and thirdly potions. Potions are something she isn't well versed in. She doesn't want to spend time on finding ingredients and mixing them up into potions. She much more prefers powers that come from within, like curses, summons and incantations
Post by Amelia Irving on Jun 24, 2024 4:35:49 GMT -5
She studied Sabine's face. This woman had quite the track record. Amelia was nowhere close to what Sabine had achieved, or her own sister, Vesper. But she was on the right track.
Recovering. From what? The woman didn't seem to need her arm, so Amelia dropped it next to her body again. "Shall I accompany you home?" she asked, one eyebrow slightly raised. She didn't want to ask a million questions, but she wondered where the witch had been and what she was recovering from. "I don't mean to overstep, you simply look a bit... Pale."
Post by Sabine Ringhal on Jun 25, 2024 2:05:16 GMT -5
Sabine wished that she could have brushed all of this off. Not because she disliked the stranger, she didn't even know her enough for that, but simply because her pride demanded that she didn't need anyone to assist her. She couldn't though, and whilst she not like need an arm to physically help her bear her weight, the prospect of not actually being alone was oddly appealing for her.
"Perhaps... Some company would be welcome, yes." Her gaze fell upon the woman's face, she studied it again, trying to place it. After a few brief moments, she determined that she didn't know her. "Your name? I don't believe we've met before." The stranger asked for explanations, albeit politely. She couldn't blame her. "I was in Cambria. There's a sickness there. I'm still recovering. Don't worry, I'm not contagious."
Witch magic — Amelia mostly focuses on cursus and summons. Her second best ability is incantations, and thirdly potions. Potions are something she isn't well versed in. She doesn't want to spend time on finding ingredients and mixing them up into potions. She much more prefers powers that come from within, like curses, summons and incantations
Post by Amelia Irving on Jun 25, 2024 6:44:14 GMT -5
Amelia was glad that the woman agrees to being accompanied home. She didn't want to be the last one who had seen Sabine Ringhal before she was found, collapsed on the ground. They made eye contact as the witch studied her, and she didn't look away. "Amelia Irving, my lady. Witch-paired soldier and lieutenant." It had a nice ring to it, in her opinion. Her own accomplishments. Not those of Vesper that put her in the shadows. "A sickness?" she repeated. She hadn't heard anything about that, but she was sure her superiors had known. "Then it's indeed best we get you home so you can rest. Do you live far? I could try to find a carriage to take us there, if you prefer that to walking."
Post by Sabine Ringhal on Jun 26, 2024 1:16:23 GMT -5
Ah, military. That was comforting. Sabine had been a part of Nevermere's military for a long time. She'd joined at the minimum age possible, and hadn't turned back. "Well, perhaps we have met then. You'll have to forgive me, I'm still not 100%." With the lingering brain fog, the former king's witch wouldn't have dismissed the possibility of things slipping from her mind such as names, and faces. Some rest in her own bed, in her own home would be enough to see her better again.
"My home isn't terribly far." Sabine would raise her hand to point towards the corner of a nearby street. It was only about five hundred meters or so. SHe could have made it herself, but the presence of another was welcome. "Just down there. We should be able to walk the distance easily enough."
Witch magic — Amelia mostly focuses on cursus and summons. Her second best ability is incantations, and thirdly potions. Potions are something she isn't well versed in. She doesn't want to spend time on finding ingredients and mixing them up into potions. She much more prefers powers that come from within, like curses, summons and incantations
Post by Amelia Irving on Jun 26, 2024 5:56:08 GMT -5
Just like Sabine, Amelia had joined right after mandatory training, following in her sister's footsteps. "That's quite alright", she responded kindly. "There are so many faces in the military." She had only been lieutenant for a few years now, and if Sabine was busy with other things, it was no surprise that she didn't know every single person. It was most likely that they had just seen each other around, but hadn't really talked.
It was good that Sabine's house wasn't too far. Amelia nodded and started to walk with Sabine. She would take it slow, so Sabine would be able to keep up. "Did you not run into the Tour?" she asked while walking. "According to the schedule, they should be in Cambria." But if Sabine had been sick, and away, then maybe she hadn't even heard about the tour. Amelia also wondered why Sabine had been removed from the position of king's witch. Had it been voluntary, or had something happened?
Post by Sabine Ringhal on Jun 27, 2024 2:18:45 GMT -5
The stranger, Amelia, seemed friendly enough. That was something that had been sorely missing from Sabine's life of late, a friendly face. She had a bad tendency to bury herself behind her work. She wondered how old the other woman was. She looked to be a fair bit younger than her, so likely they hadn't gone through training at the same time. They continued to walk together, and somehow, for the company, the witch found herself to be moving just a little bit easier.
"I did..." She hesitated to confess that much, because as far as most of the Tour was concerned, they hadn't seen the former king's witch. Indeed, Sabine had made an attempt to stay away from the Tour, partly out of concern, she was still recovering from a potentially lethal disease after all, and they didn't want that spreading, but equally on account of her pride. She was indeed, a very proud woman, the last thing that she wanted was to appear weak. Least of all in the face of the king she so diligently served. As such, she'd only seen them from afar. "I kept my distance though. I didn't want to risk any of them getting sick."
Witch magic — Amelia mostly focuses on cursus and summons. Her second best ability is incantations, and thirdly potions. Potions are something she isn't well versed in. She doesn't want to spend time on finding ingredients and mixing them up into potions. She much more prefers powers that come from within, like curses, summons and incantations
Post by Amelia Irving on Jul 4, 2024 15:18:23 GMT -5
Amelia looked young, but she had been blessed with good skin. She was in her early thirties. It meant she was still somewhat younger than Sabine, but maybe less young than the other thought. Amelia mentioned the tour and listened to Sabine's response.
"Understandable", she responded with a nod. "I'm sorry you were too ill to interact with them. But, in any case, welcome back to Skis. I, and I'm sure many others, are glad to see you return."
Post by Sabine Ringhal on Jul 6, 2024 14:16:03 GMT -5
Sabine's eyes wandered around the streets. It stuck her how little they had changed since she had last been here. She wasn't too sure why she had expected them to. After all, it wasn't as if she'd been away all that long. Still, some part of her had imagined that it would have transformed itself over the course of the past few weeks.
"Has there been much news from them?" The former king's witch felt compelled to ask. There was a time when she would have known. She would have found herself in the centre of the action. As it was, she knew nothing.
Witch magic — Amelia mostly focuses on cursus and summons. Her second best ability is incantations, and thirdly potions. Potions are something she isn't well versed in. She doesn't want to spend time on finding ingredients and mixing them up into potions. She much more prefers powers that come from within, like curses, summons and incantations
Post by Amelia Irving on Jul 16, 2024 9:09:42 GMT -5
They walked in silence for a moment. Amelia was mostly focused on the woman walking next to her. Without making it obvious, she would look at her out of the corner of her eye to make sure she was still upright and well. However, when she spoke, the woman turned her head to face Sabine.
She shook her head lightly. "I haven't heard from anyone. My sister is on the tour, but she has not written me. I'm sure everyone is well, though", she said, smiling lightly as she felt the need to reassure Sabine. "They should be heading to Coheed soon, according to the schedule. Have you been there?"
Post by Sabine Ringhal on Jul 21, 2024 8:20:24 GMT -5
The stranger, Amelia, questioned her about the foreign nations. "Coheed? No." Well, once she had done so. It had been to rescue one of king Cassian's friends, a lorendaler who had gotten himself in a terrible pickle trying to rescue his wife. A sweet story in some respects, but one which had almost ended in disaster. It had been a quick in and out mission. In fact, her feet hadn't even touched the ground there.
The fact that Amelia hadn't heard anything from her sister was a cause of concern though. For a moment, it caused concern to build up inside of the former king's witch. "I'm sure everything is well. We would have definitely heard if anything had happened."
Witch magic — Amelia mostly focuses on cursus and summons. Her second best ability is incantations, and thirdly potions. Potions are something she isn't well versed in. She doesn't want to spend time on finding ingredients and mixing them up into potions. She much more prefers powers that come from within, like curses, summons and incantations
Post by Amelia Irving on Aug 12, 2024 10:25:20 GMT -5
Amelia hoped Sabine was right. News tended to travel fast, but with such a distance between them and the Tour, it could take far longer for it to reach Skia. "You're probably right, lady Ringhal", she said, keeping a soft smile on her lips which was meant to convince herself, mostly, that it was the truth.
"Is this it?" she asked when they reached the house she thought Sabine had pointed at earlier. She would wait for a response before adding: "Do you wish for me to come in and make sure you're all settled?" She would gladly do it, but she didn't want to overstep any boundaries by assuming.
Post by Sabine Ringhal on Aug 13, 2024 2:00:47 GMT -5
Sabine now found herself worrying about the tour, it wasn't something that she'd even had the strength to do these past few weeks. She hated being out of the palace. She felt removed from the loop, and knowing about everything that was going on. Perhaps she might try calling in a few favors here, and there to try and get a little bit of insider news about just what was going on.
It would take Amelia's questioning for Sabine to turn her head, and look towards the building. It had been so long, it took her a few seconds to shift through her own memories. "Yes... This is it. There should be someone inside" The former king's witch would reach out to take the bronze knocker. She managed to slam it against the wood. "Thank you. You were kind to take me this far."