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Isabel Fenika Mondblume is wondering why there's another kid with her name.

4 minutes ago, marslol said:

Valentino Carlovich Mendez takes the missive with a soft sigh and a frown, squinting at it in confusion and mild disbelief. "...Why is Johann getting married to his younger hermano's ex girlfriend? Was he really that desperate?"

Isabel Fenika Mondblume blinks, "And isn't Johann an adult already?"

Emerald Ferinn Guenevere smiles happily - knowing that Amicia would be so proud of her daughter right now.

Isabel Fenika Mondblume laughs as she looked over to the invitation. She passes it over to her dear friend, Valentino Mendez (@marslol), "I wonder if she manipulated him into marrying her, the way she manipulated vy."

skin: suave
bid: 150
discord: delta#1114

Isabel Fenika Mondblume laid in her bed, staring the wooden ceiling. Her jaded eyes studied the patterns of the wood as the confrontation between the four of them replayed in her mind, over and over again. She was torturing herself. She felt so much guilt for not doing more. Could've she done more? Was last night truly her fault?
 

Then whispers scattered about by her bedroom doors making the young Mondblume sit up, squinting. She couldn't quite understand what they were saying but something in her told her to go and ask. And so she did. Isabel threw the covers aside and hopped off her bed, walked over to the doors.
 

"Vhat's going on? Vhy is there vhispering outside my door?" she questioned.
"Vy havenmavre't heard, my lady?" spoke the servant.
"Nie..? Vhat is it?"
"Ve young Kortrevich lad haz fler ildan," they state in full New Marian.
 

A memory hit, the same memory as of last night when Nikolai first arrived to the Keep.

"Run Lord Nikolai - go!" she had cried out from the balcony. She was having dinner with her close friends, her talonni’ikru. She wanted to save him from all the glaring, whispers, and lectures they had in store. But he fought back and stayed as everything went to chaos.
 

But in the end, he did listen to her. He ran...
 

There is no magic in the Lubba Keep.

8 minutes ago, sarahbarah said:

Princess Petra Emma, mother of the year, grins at her daughter Isabel @captain delta. "How dobry, Isabel - we must attend."

Isabel Fenika Mondblume glances up at her mother with a nervous smile. "Da, we must."

MC Name:

         aviondelta

Character's Name:

         Lucina Dolorem

Character's Age:

         18

Character's Race:

         Half Elf

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Water Evocation

Teacher's MC Name:

         SaviourMeme

Teacher's RP Name:

         Jon Snowell

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         None

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your magic app?:

         Yes

Are you aware that if this magic is shelved, that you may no longer use it in character?

         Yep!

Emerald Ferinn Guenevere shakily held up the letter, almost tuning out her husband's voice when he read it out loud (@wowsirss). Their teary eyes stared at the stone walls of her home, still not being to process anything. 

The more she stared into the void, the more Amicia's words echoed in their mind. "You've bloomed," whispered the dying de Astrea to Em and Lotte. They remembered the expression on her face - full of pride, love, and satisfaction despite not looking the part. It was something Emerald would never forget. 
She held themselves up by holding onto Lotte's arm as Lotte held onto Amicia's hand, almost as if she was guiding her to the Seven Skies. In the end, all Em could say with a shaky breath was, "... You helped us bloom ... thank you."

The memory was taking up most of Emerald's attention to even bother noticing her husband returning to work. She sat there, unable to move. Frozen in time. Staring at the words as the memory continued to replay in their mind. 

"Tell them I said hi," Em whispered to the void before breaking down into tears once more.

me the whole time when we were playing:

3 hours ago, Aech Amberace said:

Lovelyn Dolorem lets out an excited squeal, twirling across her bedroom floor. "Oh, Lu, do you think ma will let us go?" She grabs a fancy feathered fan from the wall, fanning her face dramatically. "Although it might be a little mean, as I'd clearly steal the show." She fawns, giggling to herself. "We have to think of costumes now, don't we? Ooh, I bet I would make a very convincing vampire. Maybe too convincing..." The very pale albino girl frowns. 

Lucina Eiriksdottir Snowell Dolorem Kvitravn reads over the invitation, humming quietly to herself. Her eyes wander over to her younger sister, watching her do her little act. A small smile spread across her face as she stood up from her seat, "Maybe let's not go as vampires since they are being currently hunted  - perhaps we can dress up as fairies? Even maybe a princess?"

The Elysium Autumn Festival

20th of The Amber Cold, SA 45

“Entre las flores nos reciben y entre ellas nos despiden.

Among the flowers they receive us and among them they say goodbye.”

[!] A painting of the bustling Elysium square, filled with citizens preparing for the upcoming Autumn Festival festivities.

To the Citizens of Elysium and Her Allies,

As autumn blooms across the Duchy of Elysium and her subjects, the orange leaves are a sign of the times passed from summers onto brighter horizons to come. In celebration of such a change, the Duchy and the De Astrea family would like to welcome Elysium’s denizens and allies to the Elysium Autumn Festival - a three day event consisting of dances, spirited activities

and events fun for all ages.

Any and all are welcome to participate in the various events laid out over the course of a few saint’s days in good faith to the allies.

DAY I. — AUTUMNAL MARKET — 22nd OF THE FIRST SEED

              The first day of the Autumn Festival is dedicated to the prestigious and hard-working artisans and farmers of Elysium. Stalls shall be set up for shop-owners to display, sell, and show off their wears in the Elysium Gardens. While citizens pursue wares, there will be other events taking place! Apple bobbing, snail racing, and even a chance to dunk Elysium’s very own Duke, Eugeo De Astrea.

DAY II. — FANG-TASTIC FAIR — 23rd OF THE GRAND HARVEST

             The second day of the Festival is a day to dress up as anything one desires and enjoy the festivities as someone else for a change, and with a sweet twist. Children will be able to dress up and hunt for candies throughout the town, with a hay maze located on the castle’s first floor. Whomever can finish the maze first is given a crown of potential magic properties, making them the Autumn Festival Maze Ruler!

DAY III. — DÍA DE LOS MUERTOS — 24th OF THE SUN’S SMILE

             As the final day of the Elysium Festival, this will be a final celebration of love and life. Lady Emerald Ferinn-Guenevere brings upon an old Hyspian tradition of celebrating and honoring the dead and those who have passed. There will be memorials and altars dedicated to deceased loved ones for those to pay respects and leave offerings. During such, there will be a masquerade ball for allies and friends to enjoy the final day of the Autumn festival and it’s festivities, accompanied by music and dance.

Signed,
Duke Eugeo de Astrea

Lady Aylin de Astrea, Heir Regent
Minister of Interior & Foreign Affairs

Lord Esmond Reede, Department of Culture Chancellor

Penned by,
Lady Emerald Ferinn-Guenevere, Elysian Post Founder
Event Committee

Lotte Dolorem, Minister of Health

Maya Bishop glances at one of the posters, laughing. "What a sore loser."

Maya suddenly stops writing when she hears a messenger approach her, handing her a letter. "What's this..?" She goes to open the letter, scanning it quickly. "Ah. I see." Maya notices how they addressed her properly bringing a smile to her face.

"It's still on," she whispers - going back to write once more...

"Oh beloved Erwin, you are not helping your case. At all." The same smile from before comes back once more, "Watch and see." And with that, she goes to off to write!

2 hours ago, Ziggitee said:

Charles Darkwood gives Maya a supportive pat on the shoulder as she finishes up her draft of the piece. “Gutte job, Maya. Ich am proud, dur vater would be too.” 
 @avióndelta

"Da? You think so?" She glances up at Charles, "Danke 'Half Dad'." She gently nudges him with a smile. 

A Letter of Retaliation

4th of Snow’s Maiden, SA 43

[!] A painting of the quiet docks outside of Karosgard leading to Reinmar.

The one and only daughter of Henry Bishop, Maya Bishop, sits at the end of the Haeseni docks. Holding parchment paper in her hand and a quill in the other, Maya squints at the paper. She knew what she had to do - reveal the nonsense and damage her “supposed” older brother, Erwin Bishop had done. She furrowed her brows as she started to scribble away, stopping every now and then to collect her thoughts.

_______________________________________________________

To whomever reads this letter,

Erwin Bishop is nothing but a coward. He has and will continue to show it from time to time again. He has continuously been hurting those whom I love and cherish under a mask of care. My father Henry Bishop, Adrianna Darkwood nèe Barclay, Ser Reinhardt Barclay, Charles Darkwood, and my dearest brother Freddy. 

Recently, Erwin Bishop disowned my younger brother Freddy and I. Yes, I left the family when I was young for stupid reasons I wish not to disclose. However, he said things that I believe are far out of his judgement for him to state. Therefore, I’m writing this letter to expose how horrible he’s been to the Bishop family, our close allies and friends.

You treated my schwester, Adrianna Darkwood, horribly by manipulating her and her family. Even went far enough as to try and ruin the friendship between Charles Darkwood and the Barclays. All you wanted was the Barclay name, you didn’t love her and never did despite your feeble and childish claims. You wanted power, that’s all you ever wanted.

When my father died, Freddy had fled home and Haense in order to mourn and grieve on his own terms. You know what Erwin did? He did nothing. He didn’t bother to go after him or try to help him. He let him go. Erwin then proceeded to speak poorly about my father, stating he is not a good man, a stupid one, and critiquing his parenting, as if Henry was not the same man who took care of him and trained him. He would often ask, “What type of father raises their kids in a windmill?”

A great one Erwin - Henry Bishop, my father, was someone who understood what true fatherhood and family was, not like you would get what that means. He provided with what he could, you ungrateful dirtbag, and I hope you know that you have tarnished and sullied his name in your idiotic attempt to pretend to be better and hide your insecurities.

Not only that, he kicked us out of the windmill, changed the locks, and left Freddy and I homeless. 

What kind of brother are you, Erwin? You, Erwin Bishop, are a self-centered, disrespectful, ignorant, repulsive little snake and a poor excuse of a human being, if not less than so. I hope your wife and children leave you; I hope they wake up and realize what a selfish little man-child you truly are.

You have proven to be the detriment to the Bishop surname.

You wanted a war, so now you have one. I have made my move, what will be yours?

Signed By,

Maya Bishop

_______________________________________________________

Signing it with a flourish of her quill, Maya finishes up writing a few copies of her letter. Dropping one off the Bishop residence, handing some to her friends and family, before finally putting one up at Karosgard notice board. 

She stands back, crossing her arms to admire her work as the same smile 

from before returns to her face.

It was so on.

5 minutes ago, gronnravenn said:

 

Valentino Carlovich Mendez, the aforementioned child of Carlos Mendez, states at the letter with his father. A perplexed look sat upon his guise, and turned to his dad with a confused expression.

 

"Papej, is this the man who was being weird with Sister Stephanie?"

 

He would squint back at the name "Erwin Bishop" with a saddened expression and shook his head. 

 

"Vhat a strange, strange man. Papej, may vy give eam permission to call him an Arschloch?"

Garcia Marie Mendez glances over her younger brother's shoulder, reading the paper. She nods, agreeing with Valentino, "Hombres are so strange."

Maya opens up the envelope, pulling out the letter. She glances over and scans the letter with her one eye, furrowing her brows. "... The frick?" In confusion, she read it once more before bursting into laughter. "Oh Erwin! You misogynistic c/nt!" 
She wipes her tears away from laughing so much as she gets up, ripping up the letter. She shakes her head, "At least father is more proud of Friedrich and I, then he'll ever be proud of you." And with that, she threw the letter into the fireplace. "Maya Avoran? It's Maya, you c/nt." But then a smile spreads across her face, "It's so on."

The Elysium Inaugural Ball

The 25th of The Grand Harvest, SA 42

“Every new beginning comes from another's end.”
 

It is with great pride and joy that The Duchy of Elysium welcomes her allies to the Elysium Inaugural Ball: A acknowledgement of the prosperous start of Elysium’s peaceful independence and joyous well-wishes for our years to come. The balls will be held on the 25th of The Grand Harvest, SA 42 - just before the fifth anniversary of Elysium’s autonomy.

 Since the emancipation four years prior, Eugeo De Astrea and the Elysium community have flourished under the canopy that is Idol’s Garden and have grown beyond one’s expectation as a community and as a city. The Duchy aims to highlight and welcome this momentous occasion in the settlement’s history with festivities, feasts and dance for whoever wishes to partake. 

For the theme of this illustrious ball and celebration of Elysium’s official debut, one is encouraged to dress accordingly to best resemble the Duchy’s surrounding flora and foliage. 

All of Elysium’s allies and friends are welcomed and encouraged to come out to commemorate The Duchy of Elysium, her people, and this turning of a new leaf.

Signed,
Duke Eugeo de Astrea

Lady Aylin de Astrea, Heir Regent
Minister of Interior & Foreign Affairs


Sentinel Captain Liluth Solros
Event Committee

 

Penned by
Emerald Ferinn-Guenevere, Elysian Post Founder
Event Committee

"This is exactly what I'm talking about," Emerald huffs as they read the letter. "This is why I left too." She shakes her head as they hand it over to her close friend, Lotte (@gronnravenn). "If they can't protect us properly, do things properly, what does that say about them? About Elysium as a whole?" she grumbles, growing frustrated by the minute. In the moment, Emerald remembers a time where the Rangers had failed her and their clan. "Chief was right after all," they whispered to themselves. It brought a slight smile to her face. Emerald glances up at her friend as they get up from her seat, "Let's go back to the woods and fight it out. I need to blow off some steam."

MC Name:

         aviondelta

Character's Name:

         Emerald Ferinn Guenevere

Character's Age:

         38

Character's Race:

         Wood Elf

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Housemagery

Teacher's MC Name:

         fleeingsunlight_

Teacher's RP Name:

         Lotte Dolorem

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         No

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your magic app?:

         Yes

Are you aware that if this magic is shelved, that you may no longer use it in character?

         Yes

Emerald Ferinn de Astrea carefully opens the invitation while walking over to sit beside her young daughter, Adelina. She begins to read the invitation out loud as they graze a finger along the words, showing Addie.

"Ooh! I can't wait for it!"

Em exclaims in excitement, going to boop Addie's nose.