tadabug2000 3513 Share Posted August 20, 2022 A self-depiction of one thirteen year old Marcella Georgina Ludovar drawing a bow in the Karosgrad square as she aimed for Wu Kiramira, the man who murdered her father. Lady Marcella Georgina Ludovar had been up late, certainly later than she often was. She walked along the steps of the palace, nose buried in a book like it so often is, this one titled, ‘On Slayersteel’. Even as groups gathered and spoke, friends laughed and played, she preferred that sereneness of getting lost in her book, in another world. So, as the groups departed with the calls to gather, she did not take notice at first. The young girl of thirteen simply continued on, flipping to the next page and marking it by earring the page, a horrible habit she has been meaning to drop. It was then that she took note of the sudden silence. Her gaze shot up, glancing around as the previous crowds had seemed to simply go. Relief first coursed through her, always the terribly shy individual before confusion. Where did they go? It wasn’t until a group of two, speaking quickly as they hurried past, that she realized what was happening. They caught her fathers murderer. Her heart dropped and throat caught, her book snapping shut as she rushed after them without another thought. --- Marcella entered the hall, having arrived late after some others and took a seat at the left within the stands. She took in the face of the man they claimed murdered her father. He looked so young. Could he really have done this? Her hands clasped in her lap, trembling as she watched the ongoing trial, attempting for the calm she practiced with Lord Hamish Kortrevich only a Saints day earlier. But she would find none. Wu Kiramira admitted to his crimes, unrepentant. He spat at the grieving daughter of Lord Pyotr Ludovar as she openly began to cry, unable to hold it together anymore. And the punishment was decreed; A Ludovar will execute him, as was only just. She’d been the only one awake, the only one there. The shy girl of thirteen, who stutters out an apology when someone else bumps into her, tasked with upholding the honor of her family and the justice of her father. Through stuttered words, worse than usual due to the circumstances, she requested to borrow a bow. An arrow, one made earlier in the day through a skill learned by a Firr Guile before he passed on is brought out. --- The crowd gathered within the square. Some shouting, others muttering in confusion having not been there for the trial, others wondering why a mere child is meant to shoot this man. Marcella approached, as Wu Kiramira was tied upon the dais, an archery target right behind his head as if an even more blaring signal was needed. The bow lifted, aurum arrow being swiftly inserted. It drew taut as she aimed. Hands trembled as she loosed the arrow, the knee being struck instead of the intended target of his gut. He cursed and shouted, egging her on, wanting her to finish the deed. Marcella Ludovar dropped the bow like a hot poker, shaking like a leaf. It was then he’d been untied and dragged to the Gorillas cage, the crowd following in their wake. --- A portrait not made public in her attempt at helping her grief, helping her to process what happened, of Gorillas within the cage, standing tall amongst a man so small. Marcella could hardly remember what happened afterwards, as it all felt like a feverish dream. The gorillas tore into the man. Children who watched on winced, cried or cheered. Her veiled head lowered, hands clasping before her waist as she’d flinch at each hit, momentarily wishing her hit landed true and that he died on that dais. The deed was done. The crowd dispersed and a pleading hand lifted to a friend, tearfully requesting to be brought home to her sleeping mother. Spoiler This is only known rply by those who were there! Figured a POV post made sense after everything last night! Thank you a ton for the RP, @satinkira, you're a good eggo as always! <3 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
satinkira 5964 Share Posted August 20, 2022 Elsewhere in that dark night, a figure wreathed in shadows stole away into the snow… Spoiler Thank you very much for the RP, tada - it was a blast! Excited to see what comes of it :) 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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CopOwl 1668 Share Posted August 20, 2022 Newly minted, Adele Ludovar, Lady Justiciar of Haense, received the trial report when she went to work that morning. She blinked in surprise at the abrupt end of the long investigation. "So they finally got him..." She murmurs, smiling to herself in relief. However, her smile was swiftly struck off her face as she read a bit further down. 'It was decided that a member of the Comital House of Ludovic [Ludovar] must be the one to shoot the accused in his punishment. Luckily, the young Lady Marcella Ludovar was present at the trial to do this deed for the Aulic Court.' And with that, she hurried off into the streets of Karosgrad to seek out her cousin's daughter. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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