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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Post by Augustus Rainecourt on Jul 10, 2024 12:56:03 GMT -5
Augustus’s secret apartment had served him well in the past, and if ever he felt vindicated that he’d been right in keeping it, it was now. He’d arrive by carriage with Tybalt Zane , away from the palace where the Eldouir prowled. He’d arrive, expecting that those who had been called would already be waiting for him inside the plush surroundings.
Ring of enchanted combat: ring that, when twisted around the finger three times, enhances one's combat abilities (the equivalent of ten additional combat points).
Scout had contemplated bringing Remiel Allemeade along, but the man didn't seem too fond of the prince and eventually she had decided against it. She had left him at her estate before riding her horse into town.
The blonde waited near the apartment for the others to join her.
Post by Ikisina Navarro on Jul 11, 2024 2:50:15 GMT -5
Ikisina would normally wait and follow Florina to any meetings however, with all the women staying at their own respectable houses it was hard. So she agreed that she would wait for her at the prince's apartment. This will give something for Sina to focus on. Even though she knew that she was just somebody in the room.It give her something to do. That doesn't mean she doesn't make sure she is safe shecovered the collar and made her way. when she arrived she noticed Scout she noticeable relaxed seeing Scout here already. "I am so happy to see you Lady Scout." Itwas sincear, glad that she is safe.
Post by Felicity Zane on Jul 11, 2024 4:01:09 GMT -5
Felicity had gotten out her battle armor, had it polished, and was now adorned in it, lest anyone forget that she was a decorated Marshal of Lorendale. She had sworn fealty to the crown, thus when it called—or, the prince called in the stead of the queen—she answered. Her army was pathetic following the attack of Myla and her Dresmondi goons, but Felicity herself was not. She sat at the table, exuding readiness for the task at hand. Their home was infiltrated, and something needed to be done.
Magic Detection: The ability to detect magic. The user can judge magical aptitude, pinpoint magic being used within a mile vicinity, and even detect when potent magic has formerly been used in a space. The magic may originate from a living thing or from an object, it does not matter. There is no restriction to the kind of magic that the user can detect. The weakness is the spatial awareness limitation, and while the user can detect the presence of magic, they cannot detect the specific kind of magic being used.
Post by Florina Bellerose on Jul 11, 2024 8:36:45 GMT -5
Florina had arrived a few minutes before the appointed time. She would study the people around her, offering a smile as a greeting to Scout Kane and Ikisina Navarro when she saw them. Feeling too restless to sit, she would stand by a window, her hands tightly clasped in front of her.
Post by Cahaya Sinaga on Jul 12, 2024 16:21:16 GMT -5
Cahayaeven though she wasn't at the palace, she would find ways to work. As she isn't a person who take holidays even when it is forced. She take no time for pleasure orfor self. Even in times like this, how can thy be expected to just sit around and do nothing when now more then anything, work is to be done to make sure that the innocent people of Lorendale need protecting. If they see us just chilling, and not letting the females into the palace then they might ask even more questions.
However, she made sure she wait for Peter Kingsley before she enters as soo as he arrived Cahaya would walk in behind him with quill parcment in hand to take any notes that he might want to look through at a later date.
Post by Peter Kingsley on Jul 12, 2024 16:48:21 GMT -5
Peter walked in, offering @cayaha an appreciative smile as she waited for him before following him in. Peter was new to his appointment and had hardly had time to do anything before all of this. This moment could be make or break for him and he was ready to do whatever he needed in order to prove he was worthy of this position.
He gave polite but mostly silent greetings to the others who was there. Now was not the time for idle chit chat.
Post by Augustus Rainecourt on Jul 13, 2024 9:57:00 GMT -5
The prince would enter first. Stepping inside, he’d pause, looking at those assembled. Augustus’s eyes would linger for a moment on Scout Kane, gaze flickering down her person as if to verify she was still whole. With a nod, he was on the move again, going to the head of the table and indicating for Tybalt Zane to sit in the empty chair to the prince’s right. Provided that all in attendance had risen upon his entrance, he would now bid them to sit. As the prince began, his tone was matter-of-fact but resolute.
“As you, no doubt, are aware, the Eldouir have returned to Lorendale. Days ago, they arrived at the palace in search of Elena Eldouir. Her Majesty revealed Elena to be in Arynn Frey—at which point they abducted my niece and went to retrieve her. They returned with what appears to be Elena’s body. Living, but only just.” Augustus had been in Arynn Frey long enough to be able to deduce just what it was that had happened. But he wasn’t going to lob accusations at the Arynnites just yet.
“My niece and her children are unharmed and staying hidden until it is deemed safe for her to return. I have sent word to Arynn Frey to seek a full understanding of what has occurred and their assistance. Word has also been sent to King Rainecourt.”
Through the mirror, Augustus had been able to deduce his niece was in Nevermere, so no doubt the king already knew what had occurred. But the mirror yet remained a secret, and he intended for it to stay that way.
“My priority is the safety of our people. The Eldouir should not be provoked until every piece is in place to contain them. For now, they seem appeased, and we will do our best to keep it that way. Some of the pills may be bitter to swallow, but though we may lose battles, we will win the war.” Augustus sounded like the king he could have bene. This was war, as far as Augustus was concerned. The palace had been overtaken and occupied by an enemy of the state. But such things would be dealt with carefully.
“Anything to add before we begin, Commander?” Augustus said, looking to Tybalt Zane.
Arynnite armor: The armor have two states: active and inactive. When inactive, they look like little more than ornate metal bracers, easily ignored. When triggered, the armor covers Tybalt and serves as an exoskeleton. It will protect its wearer from physical damage and is practically indestructible.
The armor has a certain "preprogrammed" purpose which is to protect its host. To do so, it reacts to heightened emotional states such as fear and anger, at which point the armor will trigger regardless of whether or not Tybalt wants it to or even if he's immediately aware of the threat. It has some degree of awareness and sentience although very basic and one which struggles to differentiate between enemies and friends. Whilst not actually in possession of a will, the armor can guide or direct its host in a specific action, much like a reflex.
The armor needs to be "fed" as Tybalt has discovered meaning that he must hold and absorb through touch certain metals such as steel, copper, iron and tin, a process which takes a few minutes. Without which, the armor will begin to weaken and become less effective until no longer able to manifest.
Perhaps its greatest weakness is that if being consistently bashed or beaten, it would begin to repair itself by using parts of the armor from elsewhere. For instance, if the wearer is being consistently hit in the chest, the armor will begin to pool away from other parts of their body such as the feet and hands, leaving them vulnerable.
Post by Tybalt Zane on Jul 13, 2024 15:10:52 GMT -5
Tybalt didn't much care for carriages. It wasn't a very "Kane" thing to ride in. They were usually to be found in the saddle. He would acknowledge that they were a little more discreet though, and that maybe galloping down the main street on Quicksilver might not helped them keep this little meeting under the radar. He'd brought a chest with them. The commander would carry it himself. It was packed to the brim with paperwork, things that he had managed to salvage, and rescue from the various palace offices where they had been kept.
Upon entering with Augustus, it took all of Tybalt's self-control not to rush over and take both Felicity Zane , and Scout Kane in his arms, and hold them close. No doubt his wife would feel the sheer, unbridled relief, that he felt upon seeing that his family were alive, and well, and being with them now. The commander managed to maintain his decorum however, giving both a nod of the head in acknowledgement. Perhaps there would be more time later for some personal time together.
The commander settled down in the seat next to Augustus.
He allowed the prince to speak, and explain things. Most of it was of course information that Tybalt already had. The others might not know though. Information had been leaking from the palace drip, by drip, and much of it hadn't been verified.
As such, Tybalt had little he could truly offer to add. "The priority is security, of the palace, and the people of Lorendale." The commander spoke. "I've retrieved some documents from some of the offices that could prove damaging should the Eldouir get their hands on it. If there is anything else that I do not know about that needs to be retrieved, please let me know. Doors are about as useful as paper when it comes to stopping the Eldouir, so our best chance is to remove it from underneath their noses."
The commander had been busy to say the least over the past few days. His gaze would come to focus on Scout. "I don't know if you managed to make contact with Remiel, but I sent word to lady Helena Kane-" This didn't seem like the time or the place to call her "mother". "She's taking them further south, along with their Kane troop escort to keep them away from the Eldouirs."
Last Edit: Jul 13, 2024 15:11:11 GMT -5 by Tybalt Zane
Ring of enchanted combat: ring that, when twisted around the finger three times, enhances one's combat abilities (the equivalent of ten additional combat points).
Post by Scout Kane on Jul 13, 2024 15:29:45 GMT -5
The young woman was still standing, but made her way to the table when the two men entered. She remained standing until Augustus gestured for them to sit. Of course she nodded back at her uncle, a relieved but small smile on her face upon seeing him. She was glad he seemed unharmed.
Scout listened to everything Augustus and Tybalt said, and eventually she would speak when he addressed her.
"Yes. I rode to Allemeade Keep and retrieved Remiel. He is currently at my estate." She paused and a concerned look appeared on her face. "When I told him Honora was with the Eldouir, he asked me who she was. I have seen what Honora is capable of, and I fear she has removed Remiel's memories of her, the way she did Baldovino's." It was never easy speaking about her old friend Baldo. "I don't understand what her reason for it might be."
Again she paused, this time more dramatically because it was clear that something was bothering her. "There's something else", she said. "At Lord Featherton's ball, I followed Honora and lord Featherton outside. I saw them near a carriage, almost getting intimate, but then she used her Gift on him. I didn't tell anyone about this, because I was trying to investigate the situation. There are rumors of him being anti-Gifted, because of his association to lord Anslem Ellery, and I wonder if Honora's turn to the Eldouir had anything to do with that."
She glanced at Augustus before turning to her uncle again. "As for Remiel, you asked for him when the Eldouir arrived. I spoke to him on the way over here and I'm convinced he needs to be reinstalled as Legionnaire. We need Gifted like him, to help us with Gifted like the Eldouir."
Post by Augustus Rainecourt on Jul 13, 2024 16:26:57 GMT -5
All of Tybalt’s additions were sound ones. As far as Augustus had been able to deduce, the crimes committed by the Eldouir were mostly ones of opportunity. Perhaps they would not seek documents or other matters of importance out, but if they were to stumble upon them? He was relieved to have the registry removed from the palace and did not expect it to return anytime soon.
When she spoke, Augustus’s gaze was directed to Scout. He’d be lying if he didn’t feel the slightest twinge of protective jealousy at the revelation that Remiel Allemeade was residing at Scout’s estate. Beyond that visceral reaction, it was also a perplexing development. Augustus hadn’t realized Scout was so familiar with Marquis Allemeade…but Tybalt had a strange, misguided affinity for the man. Perhaps it was a Kane family trait.
Augustus listened, brow furrowing at the mention of Lord Featherton and Anslem Ellery. They were known names to him, sure, but just barely. At this juncture, no stone could go unturned. He looked to Tybalt.
“Lord Featherton is to be tracked down and summoned to Loren at once. My estate will serve as an alternate base of operations until the palace can be secured. See he is brought there and made comfortable until he can be questioned.” Any information on the troublesome Allemeade woman could be critical to diffusing her.
"As for Marquis Allemeade..." Augustus paused, scratching his beard thoughtfully as he carefully chose his next words. Though frustrated, he refused to let it show, opting for a gentle yet firm honesty. "It wasn't too long ago that your queen found enough evidence to strip him of his position—for collusion with the Eldouir, no less. While I acknowledge your personal relationship with Marquis Allemeade has inspired trust," he said, looking at Tybalt, unwilling to consider that Scout might have a personal relationship with the fallen noble, "the risk is too great. If Honora Allemeade did indeed tamper with his mind, who knows what else she might have done." Augustus paused for a moment before offering his final verdict.
“If Marquis Allemeade wishes to serve his kingdom, I will accept his return to service—so long as he wears a collar as an added measure of security.”
Post by Ikisina Navarro on Jul 13, 2024 16:37:49 GMT -5
When Florina arrived, she greeted the other person with a warm and comforting smile. As she followed closely behind her, she patiently waited for His Highness to make his entrance. When the Prince arrived, she executed a graceful and respectful curtsy before taking her seat next to Florina. Once seated, she focused on diligently making notes while attentively listening to the Prince as he spoke.
Taking notes as everyone speaks. Of course she was nervous about everything who wouldn't be. Ikisina was however shocked to found out that Remiel's memories was wiped by his own sister. Bless him. However when Prince Augustus mentioned that if he wished to return to service to the crown for him to be collared. With his some of his memory missing it might affect him? Ikisina doesn't know for sure. however she stayed focus on taking the notes of everyone in the room.
Ring of enchanted combat: ring that, when twisted around the finger three times, enhances one's combat abilities (the equivalent of ten additional combat points).
Post by Scout Kane on Jul 13, 2024 17:54:44 GMT -5
She clenched her hands into fists under the table at Augustus' words. She had mentioned Remiel, yet the prince looked at her uncle as if he was the only person in the room to have the blonde Gifted's back. Scout took a moment to compose herself before speaking again.
"To my understanding, lord Allemeade fought on my uncle's side, against Hiram. I admit I was not there, but a man willing to risk his life while fighting the one he supposedly colluded with, does not sound like a traitor to me." She looked at Augustus, and if he looked back, she would maintain intense eye contact with him. "He has proven time and time again that he has been using his Gift to help people. He fought against Hiram, he helped during the Eldouir appearance at the queen's address, and he has been helping farmers for long before that."
She looked at her uncle, seeking his support and approval, before standing. "It is time we stop pretending like lord Allemeade is our enemy. There is only one Allemeade at the palace, and it is not Remiel. He left his Keep behind the second I showed up with every intention of coming to the city with me to help in whatever way he can."
This was perhaps a side of Scout that had not been seen before, by anyone in the room. "I request lord Allemeade be returned to his position, without a collar. If anything goes wrong, I will take responsibility for it, for I believe in his goodwill and intentions. Lord Allemeade still wishes to serve his kingdom, after everything that has been said and done to him."
She placed her fingertips on the table and looked around the room, taking in the faces of everyone at the table, before her eyes landed on prince Augustus again. "He is not the devil you all make him out to be."
'You all' was relative, of course. There were certainly people present that shared her opinion, or at least she hoped there were. She wasn't trying to accuse everyone, but she was trying to make a clear point.
Last Edit: Jul 13, 2024 18:11:33 GMT -5 by Scout Kane
Magic Detection: The ability to detect magic. The user can judge magical aptitude, pinpoint magic being used within a mile vicinity, and even detect when potent magic has formerly been used in a space. The magic may originate from a living thing or from an object, it does not matter. There is no restriction to the kind of magic that the user can detect. The weakness is the spatial awareness limitation, and while the user can detect the presence of magic, they cannot detect the specific kind of magic being used.
Post by Florina Bellerose on Jul 13, 2024 19:21:04 GMT -5
So her assumption about Lord Ellery had been correct. He’d been anti-gifted. That she had decided not to court him was a wiser choice than it had seemed to be at the time. As for his friend…she did not know much about him. However, if they were friends, perhaps he was also anti-gifted.
Her uncle’s declaration of what was to be done with Remiel should he wish to help the kingdom, Florina would audibly gasp. More collaring? And for helping them? Perhaps there was more to the situation than she realized, but…it seemed wrong. He was not an animal to stifle and control, and the magic of the collars felt dirty. There was something wrong with them
Thankfully, Scout spoke up to defend Remiel. Given the trust and friendship that the two women had built in the past few months, Florina was inclined to believe her regarding Remiel’s character. So when Scout declared that Remiel should not be collared, Florina would nod her support, not knowing how much weight her word really had. To her knowledge, she was the only non collared gifted in the room.
Post by Felicity Zane on Jul 13, 2024 23:02:35 GMT -5
Felicity might have felt similarly relieved to see Tybalt, except she had known all along that he was safe, for she had clung tightly to their bond in the hours following word of the Eldouir invasion, unable to sleep, unable to think, only able to feel and ensure that he was alright. The head nod was returned in a most professional way, though she felt the slightest sinking that he didn’t linger on her. Was she of equal consequence to a cousin? Nevermind, she decided, consciously shaking away the insecurity.
Felicity remained quiet for the start of the conversation because she had little to contribute. She knew exactly where she stood when Remiel Allemeade was mentioned, however, and from this conversation she was getting a better understanding of where others’ relationships stood, too.
“We-we do know,” she said now, quietly, not an ounce of the commanding confidence everyone else seemed to speak with, “that…Remiel Allemeade was t-trained…by the Eldouir.” Her eyes landed on Tybalt as she spoke, only because he was the one who knew her through and through and likely felt the terror coursing through her at having the full attention of the table.
“If…his loyalty to Q-queen and country is true…p-perhaps he will…consider wearing the c-collar as an honor…even an example to other gifteds. Trust…must be earned, it c-cannot be assumed.” Her cheeks were scorching for everyone to see.
In a very small voice, and if it exhausted her to say, she added, eyes finding a place on the table in front of Augustus,
“I am request-t-ting the retrieval of all c-collars from the p-palace for disp-person among the marshals.”