[PK] A Dame Fights to the Last

[SapphirePool 1098]

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Amelia Eleanora

Amelia Leslie

Amelia Hughes

Dame Amelia

Amelia

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔇𝔞𝔤𝔤𝔢𝔯

 

“Half elf half elf, you’re a stinking half elf!” the children in the village little Amelia grew up in chanted. 

Mother a highlander, father a snow elf. An extremely rare child. She was unwanted by those around her, even her mother. They had not expected to conceive a child, nor for her father to die while trying to provide food in the bitter winter.
“Thief, someone catch her!” the butcher yelled. A teenager now- skinny and dirty.

𝒮𝓁𝒶𝓅 “All you do is cause me more trouble!” Her mother screamed after the girl presented the stolen food. They were poor, hungry. Why didn't mother appreciate my efforts?

 

“You seem lost, do you need a place to stay?” the young John d’Arkent asked. Thirty-five, that was her age when Amelia first entered Providence.

“I’ll teach you how to make mina” Doctor Pruvia was so kind, so helpful.

“Are you here alone? So am I” the kilted highlander asked at her first ball. They danced that night, and soon they wed.

But not before she had to cut her ears to hide her origins. That was what he asked of her.

Everything seemed perfect- for awhile

 

“Why won't you let me help you, you stubborn fool!” she yelled at her injured husband, Mata Leslie.

“I don't want your help, woman!” came the reply. Lonely, that's all she felt when she was with him.

“I want to divorce that bastard,” she confided to her best friend Primrose.

It was not hard getting the pontiff's approval.

 

“I want you in the Fourth Brigade, Amelia” the invite came unexpectedly from Captain Othoman. Of course, she accepted.

Fight, Toil, Reprimand, Repeat. For years, Lieutenant Amelia Eleanora dedicated her life to the ISA. And yet, the loneliness never left.

“I like you, Amelia,” Her second closest friend confessed. Damien, oh my dear Damien.

“I want to marry you, but i'm afraid the church will catch on to your elf blood- Your eyes”

With every love, there was loss. First her ears, now her eyes.

She sought an alchemist, someone who could create a potion to change her lavender color eyes to a normal blue. It worked, but it only made her feel more lonely. Lonely lonely lonely

“Primrose, I'm pregnant!” Joy, pure joy. A boy and a girl, Andre’ and Yvonne.

A farmstead outside the city, small, peaceful.

Happiness

 

𝓌𝒶𝓇

 

At what cost? What was gained?

“My son is dead,” Primrose cried out. Taken in the war, her best friend's child and Amelia’s Godson.

“DAMN IT ALL”

A cough that started in the night.

Damien, the only man who treated her right.

Taken by illness.

Children grown up and off on their own adventures.

But at least she had Primrose, and finally Peace in the land

But only for one year

“A murderer roams the farmlands, you are to stop them” the orders were clear. A band of soldiers set out. Richard Harver, Dame Amelia, Lucius Wick, Valentina Ruthern. Seasoned veterans mixed with young soldiers. Capable.

“Captain?” The murderer, the butcher. No one had expected it to be Captain Vladrick Ruthern. Her friend, Ally- Her Captain.

Insanity takes its hold like a viper around prey. Insanity caused her comrades to die that night, and for the dame to lose her right arm.

 

“With this, I announce my formal retirement from the ISA. Oren Aut Mortem”

Nothing to live for. Nothing to fight for. She thought of taking her own life, but Primrose would be sad. My Prim.

 

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔬𝔰

 

Life has a funny way of playing with your mind. This was supposed to be the end of her career, but still, she was a knight for the empire. Primrose for the Kingdom, Amelia for the empire.

It was laughable, for such an unbreakable friendship to be divided by petty kinslaying.

 

The Dagger, that was what she was known as. And that's what she held when she sat in the gatehouse with Primrose. A spy for the resistance. She was to overtake the guard and open the gates for the emperor's return. Fate decided Primrose was the guard that night.

The pommel raised, the blade at her back. What was she doing? This was Prim for GOD'S sake.

 

𝔒𝔯𝔢𝔫 𝔄𝔲𝔱 𝔐𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔪

 

The Empire fell, and with it Amelia fell into an endless hole of regret, disdain, and betrayal.

Driven to insanity

 

All she had was her rusted helmet, her horse, the prosthetic arm of Richard Harver, and her long wilted wedding bouquet from decades ago.

Loss had taken her mind, battle had taken her eye and arm. Face scarred by ungodly creatures. 

Broken

A bird brought a letter. Scorched words telling of a fire within Vienna. Primrose burned to ashes with it.

All she could do was laugh

“The 𝕾𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖉𝖘 got to her, they got her. My Prim, my beautiful lovely sister”

Incomprehensible

Next came news of her son Andre’s passing. 

 

"𝕾𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖉𝖘 𝖇𝖊 𝖘𝖑𝖎𝖕𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖘𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖉𝖘 𝖇𝖊 𝖘𝖑𝖎𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖘𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖉𝖘 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖚𝖕 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖉𝖘 𝖇𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌. 𝕶𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖉𝖘, 𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖉𝖘, 𝖘𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖉𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉”

 

Gone was her mind, her soul. A fragment of its original self. Still she wandered on her aimless mission, her tormented mind made up.

Her stead took the lead, clopping down dirt paths across the land. No destination in sight. Krugmar, Balian, Ruins of Yong Ping, Haense.

A military operation was to take place. Curiosity led the decrepit dame to follow.

A ferocious battle, a daemonic beast.

 

“Come at me you massive SQUID”

 

Memories

 

“Damie-?”

匚~尺~卂~匚~Ҝ

A person such as Amelia was never meant for a graceful death.

Perhaps this was what she had wanted all along

 To be taken swiftly in battle.

 

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Amelia was my first persona when I started playing LOTC. Ive had so much fun with her character, the ups and the downs. It was sad to see her go, but it was time. I wanted to thank all those who got me to this point.

 

Without @Fuzzytoes and @BawgI would have quit LOTC within the first week. I had no idea how to use the mechanics of the came, ESPECIALY Vortex mechanics. They set me up with a place for Amelia to stay and a way to make money, as well as teach me several basics. 

 

@CanadaMatt While Amelia and Mata never had a good relationship, and you and I had many ups and downs, ill never regret the massive character development that we went through with our personas.

 

@Aehkaj Captain Vladrick Ruthern was honestly one of my most favorite characters to roleplay with on Amelia. His end was so fitting, and I'm honored to still be playing his grandaughter on Catherine. (sorry about the blonde babies)

 

@ATallTowerWithout Damien, I think I would have pked amelia a long time ago. Thank you for the short time we had to roleplay together, and for your continued friendship outside the realm of Amaris. YES ITS SAPPY AND CRINGE I KNOW BUT TAKE THE COMPLIMENT YOU FOOL

 

@FredrickTeufel First on Leon D'Azor, then George. We had so many fun times together duck king!

 

@PaleOmnivore390 I'll have you know, the arms legacy shall live on and is being delivered to its next owner @XOCO

 

@oryP and @EmiliainWonderland I wasn't a good mother for Yvonne and Andre, but I hope that you both still enjoyed the characters in your own ways

 

@MapleSunflower It's hard to put into words here how much you mean to me. From playing Primrose and Amelia to your daughters Rosemary and Catherine. Primrose was the only character who stuck by Amelia's side until the bitter end. From young women to old grouchy ladies. It may be a block game, but Ill always be glad for the friendship we have from it. 

 

I could go on and on, but I think my hands would start to cramp!  Now for some memory screenshots

 

 

 

 

 

[sergisala 2794]

"Oren Aut Mortem." said Lord Lucius Galbraith upon hearing of the passing of the Dame.

 

The Baron then returned to his chambers and wrote the following in his journal:

 

"Today, Dame Amelia Eleanora, Lieutenant of the Imperial State Army, has left us to join our fallen comrades in the Seven Skies.

 

She shall be remembered as Amelia, Hero of the Empire."

[HIGH_FIRE 4118]

Sir Duncan Vuiller offers a salute to the sunset, his ghostly form twitching as he hears of his comrades falling, there was only one of them truly alive now.

[annabanana1014 1631]

Valentia vas Ruthern looked across the gates of the Seven Skies to see a former friend, a sadden smile crossed her face. "Perhaps I should ask if she would want to go horseback riding with me.."

[EmiliainWonderland 1526]

"Here at last Amelia." Maria smiled seeing her old friend.

"We missed you."

 

 

In the depths of Nor'asath in Draskur's Corner 2, Yvonne heard the news of her last living relative finally passing. The pain she felt losing her father, losing her brother. Nothing compared to how she felt losing her mother. 

As soon as the news reached her, she fled from home running as fast as her legs would take her to her only friend, Jack Teufel. 

@AehkajShe wrapped her arms around Jack and sobbed. 

"She's gone Jack, she's gone and I never got the chance to say goodbye."

[zzmarcc 26]

Former Lieutenant of the ISA Joseph Beckett would give a salute towards the sky with a saddened face upon learning the death of Amelia. He had never spoken with her much, but she was a comrade and they had fought on several occasions together. Another one bites the dust, Joseph thought as he went into some chests to forget about all the deaths of late...

Edited October 23, 2022 by zzmarcc

[Pancho 2520]

A young heartlander with weary eyes would stand, watching as his old friend came into the Seven Skies to join the rest of the gang at the end of the line.

[Harald 2465]

Standing within the Seven skies Sir Rev Vuiller would smile offering her a warm welcome as he smiled "Took you long enough Amelia. Now come on vy have people waiting for vy, and someone needs to put Duncan in his place" a smirk formed upon the figure's face waving her along 

@HIGH_FIRE