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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It was a servant that had informed the lady of the house that her beloved niece was packing a bag. At first it could reasonably be assumed that she planned to return to her manor in the countryside. After all, the further from Loren, the further from all this Eldouir mess. But no. Further inquiry had revealed that Florina did not intend to abandon her position and flee; she was stepping into the fire.
Phaedra had been in the middle of a hair treatment but that wouldn’t stop her. With some wetness and foils and her appearance all in shambles she gathered her skirts and raced to Florina’s room.
“No!” She shouted as she might at one of her sons when he was running away with her shoe. “Florina, darling, you can’t be serious.” She would surge into the young woman’s room, all a tizzy.
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 20, 2024 17:37:45 GMT -5
Florina was packing. When she had arrived at her aunt’s home, she’d thought she’d be packing a bag to return home, but that wasn’t the case. No, she was packing to stay in a den full of hungry wolves. Or rather, one big, hungry wolf.
Out in the hall, the sound of rushed footsteps followed by her aunt shouting before the woman herself burst into the room. Florina could only stare for a moment. She’d not often seen her aunt in such a state of disarray. She must have been in the middle of getting dressed.
“I am serious,” she said, trying not to eye her aunt’s hair. That would be quite rude, “I am the only one that can help with Lady Allemeade’s gift.”
Post by Phaedra Rainecourt-Marx on Jul 24, 2024 12:46:43 GMT -5
A wail escaped Phaedra’s lips and she collapsed onto Florina’s bed, all drama but also sincerity.
“Please, no!” She begged. “You are like a daughter to me. I have dreams for you, dear. I want to see you married happily with children in a large estate hosting garden parties and popping pastries at ever turn. Not holed up in the palace with those traitors.” She was crying, kind of, but moreso wailing.
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 24, 2024 21:29:58 GMT -5
Her aunt's obvious distress brought tears to Florina's eyes. She didn't like to see her so upset. She liked it less that she was the cause. In all honesty, she wanted to throw herself on the bed and wail right with her. This was the last thing she wanted to do, too.
"I want those things too," her voice cracked, touched that Phaedra saw her as a daughter, "And if I thought there was anybody else, even the smallest chance, I would never go there while the Eldouir are in the castle..." she thought of a certain Eldouir, and squeezed her eyes against the memory of that dance...against the memory of the way her wrists had pulsed in excitement, "I'm frightened to be quite honest," she sat on the bed next to Phaedra, stiff backed, her hands tightly folded together. She rolled her lips together, trying to keep the distress that would be in her words at bay. It didn't work, "But they need to know if they are being manipulated, and I'm the only one that knows when magic is being used and from whom."