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| Autumn Rose | Feb 4 2011, 01:22 PM Post #1 |
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Light Jewels please |
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| SRawr | Feb 4 2011, 07:43 PM Post #2 |
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Yellow (15) to Rose (50) |
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| Autumn Rose | Feb 5 2011, 05:01 PM Post #3 |
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![]() CHARACTER FULLNAME You walk into the altar, your body relaxed and your mind focused. The large, oversized doors close as the sun dips below the horizon. The darkness creeps around you and for a moment, you feel as though you are completely alone when a warm and elderly voice comes from the center of the altar. “Welcome my child and may the Darkness bless you. You are here to prove your worthiness to enter the realms beyond this world. Let us begin. Please, tell me about yourself. What is your name? How old are you and what is your caste?” My name is Autumn Rose. I'm not sure how old I am. I remember about a year of my life. Everything before that is a big mystery. I am a queen although I'm still not sure what that means. “Yes yes. I was wondering when the Darkness would send you to me. What jewels has the Darkness gifted you with my child?” I wear a birthright of yellow, with a JP of 15 and a Rose with a JP of 50. “A beautiful set of jewels are they not? Where do you come from and where are you going?” I am from Glacia, I think. It is where I was found at least. It is where I still am. There are many places that still need my help. “Now, let us begin with the real information. My eye sight has begun to fail me so please, what do you look like?” I am part of the land. Everything about me is like the land. My hair is the same color as the leaves of a maple tree as they fall and flow from the branches. My eyes match the green of the moss that grows on the north side of trees. Even the bark that fights to not be covered is in my eyes. I don't know how this is but I am the land. My skin is pale usually but because I am almost always covered in dirt, it is not easy to tell. My voice is rather whispery and I can't sing. Not that I don't want too but my vocal cords are hurt and I can't sing. My healer told me that proper queens where dresses and so that is what I do. She tried for a while to put me in all sorts of colors that were like the flowers but she quickly found that brown is my safest color. Brown dresses do not look as dirty after I have been working in the garden all day. Shoes I almost never wear and I don't understand why someone would want they're feet separated from the earth. My healer taught me how to shield my feet from the snow when it covers the ground. My fingernails are always chipped and have dirt below them. I generally have a lot of scratches. When I look at myself, I see myself turning into the earth. I am chipped. “And your personality? What is that like?” I am not whole any longer. I do not remember anything before being pulled from the earthen grave. Everything before that is a mystery but I don't think I would like it much to be honest. If that was where I ended up, I do not think that anything was going right. Do you? I have no desire to find out who I was before that, I simply want to heal the land. There is always so much pain. I could feel it when I was in that grave and that pain haunts me so much. No one ever listens to me when I tell them, they say I am lost to the Twisted Kingdom but I am not. Well, just a little part of me is. I am chipped in my chalice and people don't like me because of it. I had a healer but she is part of the land now. I think she is lucky. My craft skills are not very good unless I am healing the land and making it grow. Then I just follow instinct and I see what happens. I do not like hurting anything at all. In fact, I have a tendency to run from pain. And things I'm afraid of. And mean people. I'm a bit of a scardy cat I suppose. I do like going to places that need my help. I can see where people need me and I follow it and I always end up where I am needed. I am some place that scares me now but I have to find the thing that needs me. “Is there anything you particularly enjoy or dislike?” I like roses. I think they're pretty and I don't mind the thorns at all. I love the land and sleeping in it. I like helping people and watching as water turns to ice. I like birds because they sing so much prettier than mine. And I think worms are the neatest animal in the world. I don't like pain. Pain hurts and that is bad. I don't like when the thread of light takes me to someplace new. That scares me. I do not like mean people. I do not like having my neck touched. I do not like shoes because they separate me from the earth. I do enjoy sitting still at all. There is too much to be done. “An aimless wonderer is hardly a good thing. What are your goals?” I want to heal all of the land. Every last piece of it and I want to become part of the land. I can't wait for that day. “Ah yes, I see. Before you tell me your story, who are some important people in your life?” Well, I don't know if I have a proper family but I had a healer. I don't know if she's alive. Her name was Ania. A candle is lifted, revealing a priestess on a lounging couch just off of the altar. She is elderly but still very refined and coherent. She moves to one end of the couch. “Come and sit next to me and tell me about your story. I want to know about your history.” Well, I don't know where I came from or how I got here. I don't think I belong to the Glacian people but maybe I do. The first thing I remember is in quick pictures. I saw dirt and I breathed it in as I felt a hand touch my arm. Then when I opened them again, a panicked male face looked at me as he wiped dirt from my face. Then I was being lifted up as something was pulled from around my neck. I looked to my hand which was flopping at the side and I swear the land was trying to hold onto me. Then there were trees with patches of sky. The roof of a house. A kind and concerned woman's face. Then I slept for a long while. When I awoke next, my entire body hurt. The woman was sitting by my bedside and when she saw my eyes open, she began talking at a very quick pace. She said they had been worried about my life, that I wouldn't survive. I had slept for three days when I finally awoke. I tried to talk but it hurt so badly. She gave me a pencil to write what I needed but I didn't know how to write. Maybe I never had. We do not know. I couldn't use craft and I couldn't tell her my name. So the healer, Ania, named me Autumn because the autumn breeze brushed enough of the ground from my arm for the man to find me. When she found out that I was fascinated with rosebushes, she gave me the last name of Rose. Ania began teaching me how to do basic craft and how to read and write. I didn't have much interest in learning any of those. Somehow, I was still able to work with the land. I started with the plants Ania used in her healing brews. I made them flourish so that she didn't have to worry about tending to them. Ania never taught me about them. Then I started working on the flowers outside and the area around Ania's. All the while, poor Ania kept trying to teach me and introduce me to different people but it didn't work well. I kept running away because people wanted me to talk louder or shake their hands or listen to them. I didn't want to be inside and I couldn't talk louder. One day, this red line of light appeared. It was interesting but scary at the same time. It wouldn't go away. I told Ania about it and that was when the black widow came. She opened my mind, even though I didn't want to. She went to the place behind the walls and other places and I couldn't stop her. SHe was not nice at all but she said I was chipped, that I saw things like she did. I didn't understand. I asked her if she could see the red line too and she said she couldn't. How could I be like her then? She kept coming back and she scared me. I didn't want her in my mind again and I fought when she tried to get in. She said she wanted to fix me but I didn't think there was anything wrong. Suddenly the red line didn't seem so scary. I followed it early one morning. I could feel Ania's pain but suddenly I felt another pain. I found a den of bunnies two days walk away and they had been very injured. I cared for them until they were well then the red light appeared again. I followed it again and again and again. I found out that it isn't scary. It is my map. It shows me where to go. Now it has taken me to a cemetery but there are so many people who move in it. They scare me a little. All but one. I want to go heal the earth in the cemetery but I don't know how to do it and not be caught. The old priestess nods her head as you finish. She is clearly thinking and weighing the information that you have just given her. “Perhaps I need just a little more. Could you give me an example of how you plan to play in the world?” please see aisling o'mordah The old priestess narrows her eyes and tilts her head to the side, looking behind you. “And you, behind this wonderful member of our story, who are you?” Siren playing: Tylar Everett Drayk Kamden Aisling O'Mordah Calla Efion Channary Braon Rosaleen Magnan Clarissa Domatilla “And have you read and agreed to the rules of this place?” YES Again, she pauses and thinks. The air is beginning to lighten as the morning light comes around. The Priestess rises and approaches the altar. She begins lighting the candles in a practiced and comfortable order. There is movement beyond the candles as the altar opens to a new world. “Thank you for your time and stories. You are free to proceed. Please have fun but remember, everything has a price.” Edited by Autumn Rose, Feb 5 2011, 05:05 PM.
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| Requiem Vail | Feb 6 2011, 06:29 PM Post #4 |
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Accepted. |
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| SRawr | Feb 6 2011, 06:34 PM Post #5 |
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Opps. Wrong account. Same verdict. |
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