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Added a theme for Emelie ^^ It'll probably change/I'll accumulate more songs, but for now this shall be hers.
Still working on the journal, I'm wayyyyy behind on it, though.
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- If you're tempted to steal my skins and edit them yourself, don't. Just ask me to do it. I probably have the base and it'll look much better editing it that way than trying to do it yourself.
Whoops... :P But seriously, Gleeshers makes amazing skins!
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It didn't win my freedom... but alas, it was one of the most glorious moments in my LOTC career.
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Updated! I added a list of relations and a theme song and Emelie's journal are coming soon! If I missed you in the relations, please let me know. Thanks to everyone who reads this bio!
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Britannus would scoff, tossing the proclamation to the side after reading it.
"I, for one, would like to actually see this grand army on the field, rather than watching conscripts fire arrows down from large stone walls. And Olivier can't actually find Vanaheim's entry into the war surprising, can he? After all, they did capture and beat me, even when we affirmed that we would stay neutral. My uncle did what was just!"
Britannus would comment in surprise after his uncle reads the letter, "This man must be the most uninformed privy counselor in the history of humanity! The Prince himself merely watched as I was beaten, clearly he would've done something if a Vanir was being hurt by his men."
Emelie de Sola scowls at the Adrian response to the king's letter. "They act like their Britannus is babe getting kicked around in the streets - pah! Meanwhile, my poor brother Clement is still a prisoner of the Vladovs, actively being tortured by the hypocritical scum. He didn't even fight the scoundrels and yet they torture him for a crime he did not commit. Curse the Vladovs and curse the weakling Vanirs who kiss their boots!" She sits back, wadding up the paper and throwing it into the fire.
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I would also like to be added to the waiting list if possible ^^ Your artwork is quite beautiful.
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Thank you, I quite like my new golem as well. He's pretty nifty to have.
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Back in Dour Watch, Emelie de Sola reads a copy of the proclamation, a slow and satisfied smile spreading across her lips. In one fluid and graceful motion, she sweeps over to her desk and pulls a piece of paper and her quill towards herself, starting to write.
Dear George Staunton,
I have read your proclamation of loyalty and have heard of the plight of your family. I also had the opportunity to meet your daughter in Felsen the other day. I've heard much about your family as of late, and you can consider me quite interested in learning more. I wish to speak to your and yours at your earliest convenience, if you would accept. If you would like to send me word of where I could locate your residence or if you can visit Dour Watch, it would be much appreciated.
I look forward to meeting you, Mr. Staunton.
Sincerely,
Emelie de Sola, daughter of the Baron of Dour Watch
After finishing her letter, she quickly seals the letter with deep red wax - the mark upon it a rearing stallion. She calls a messenger to her room and sends him off with the letter before sitting back in her chair.
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After having moved to the royal palace from Dour Watch for her own protection, Emelie de Sola once more returned home after having witnessed first-hand the assassination of the pontiff and the justicar. The images still flashed through her mind - it all happened so fast... The palace was not as safe as her father and brother had thought, and Emelie would not stand staying in such a place with murderers on the loose. When the event happened, there was no one around - all the guards were gone... there was an accomplice or two in the palace to help discard the bodies and help the assassin evade capture... it was all too well planned. There was only one present there with them all - but surely it was not him. It couldn't be him...
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Somewhere far, far away, Penelope Winter Vekon rolls in her grave.
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A note would be received via messenger from Dour Watch, reading as follows:
To the Ladies de Savoie and de Bar,
It is my deepest displeasure to inform you that I and my House will not be able to attend your event. I personally was looking forward to it very much, but unfortunately the situation here at Dour Watch is too pressing for us to go. We send our deepest apologies and the best of luck for the success of the masquerade.
Sincerely,
Emelie de Sola, on behalf of Baron de Sola and his House
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Upon hearing news of the masquerade, Emelie de Sola smiles. "Finally! I will finally get to do something feminine for once rather than watching the men preparing for war. Being the only lady in Dour Watch is rather lonely."
She quickly settles at her desk, writing out a few commissions for a gown to wear for the night.
((Will apply later for attendance stuff, if it's required.))
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Emelie de Sola sits next to her brother's bed in a chair, eyes watching his sleeping form. After changing his bandages again and giving him milk of the poppy, he had quickly fallen asleep. She reached a hand over and brushed some of his golden hair away from his pale forehead, like a mother would do for her child. Reluctantly, she sat back and rubbed the side of her face - dark circles under her eyes and a tired look on her face. She had sat by his side and not left it since he was stabbed brutally by the Golden Crows.
Her eyes flickered to a book on Augustus' bedside table. She gently picked it up and flicked open the cover, taking up a quill and ink. Slowly, she began to write in her journal.
"They have my brother Clement. The Crows, who were sent by the Vladovs, have stabbed my brother Augustus - and probably would have assassinated me and my father had we been present. I was clubbed and drowned outside Brelus. This... treachery, and blatant disregard of the King's Law, must come to an end. The Vladovs bringing in allies, attacking on neutral ground, and raiding us every day to every other day makes me grow furious. When they come, they throw insult after insult at me specifically, since I am the only lady here. Those sick bastards have not a shred of honor among any of them. And I will make them pay for it all - damn the Vladovs and all who support them. I will not rest until their corpses are buried under the dirt - if we allow them that small mercy."
With that, she lay aside the journal open to let the ink dry, took up her vigil once more, and waited for Augustus to awaken once more.
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Emelie de Sola sits at her desk, thinking of the conversation she and the good Brother of the Faith had outside Dour Watch. She sighs.
"I wish I could have done what you asked, good priest, but there is no turning back now. Both sides scream for blood. I cannot be asked not to protect my family... you yourself were assaulted by the Vladov scum... they took my brother captive and my uncle is exiled... how can you not see?" She writes this all down on a sheet of paper, but she quickly changes her mind and crumples up the paper.
"He should not be involved further..."
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*cracks knuckles* I say the de Solas and the Vladovs take a break from their feud to take down these hackers.
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[Reserved] (Also, if you wish to comment on this profile, you may do so ^^)
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+1, this man is amazing.
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Emelie de Sola sniffs. "I don't like her name."
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"Had the de Solas been invited to Xavier's trial for his own support rather than having an unfair trial among Vladov scum, perhaps they would not have died." Emelie sniffs after hearing word of the ultimatum.
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Practices in the courtyard of Dour Watch with her sword, preparing for the inevitable battles ahead.
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In her room in Dour Watch, Emelie de Sola reflects on that evening while reclining on her couch - the burning of the frost witch in Felsen's square, the arrest of her uncle, the trip to Castle Wett - and she frowns. It was the Vladov's fault her uncles' - and her own - name was disgraced. Had they not spoken against their honor, they would not have been cut down by her family and their allies. Just thinking about the filth that poured forth from their mouths made her angry.
That night at Castle Wett was the first time she held a sword to a man. She had also failed to keep said man safe from harm. He was alive... but at a cost. That weighed heavily on her shoulders still. She was glad that his blood was not on her hands, at the very least.And her father at long last said that she could be taught to fight now. This was her dream - to become a Lancer among the men of her House. To also add to her good mood, her father now was in no position to find her a suitor, now that most of Oren hated them. This probably pleased her the most.
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BASICS
Name: Emelie Marie de Bar (née de Sola)
Gender: Female
Age: 37
Race: Human
BIOGRAPHY
Emelie de Sola was born in the Duchy of Petrus in Athera to her father Titus and mother Caterina. Growing up, she spent her whole adolescence within the city of Petrus with her father, only infrequently going on trips to other duchies and counties within the kingdom. Her juvenile days were normal like any other kid, with the only exception being that she was born into a quite prestigious family with a renowned past and she was taught how to be a proper lady. Once she got older, and Athera began to fall victim to the great catastrophe that destroyed the realm, she fled with her father and family to the new land, the Isles of Vailor.Once there, she lived with her family in the Crownlands, at a small manor on the outskirts of Felsen. There, her family decided she should go study with a private tutor, so she was sent to do so with a lady in the city. A few months later, Baron Titus de Sola announced the completion of Dour Watch, the castle which now housed and acted as the home of House de Sola.Soon after the war against Adria, Lady Emelie was wed to Guy de Bar, who was recently crowned King of Oren. She gave birth to a son a few months after moving into the palace.After his death, the former queen killed herself with her best friend and daughter-in-law, Annabelle de Bar.PERSONALITYEmelie is a kind, but stern, individual. She has a bit of a temper but she usually keeps it to herself or reins in as false flattery if she doesn't like someone. Among her other traits are loyalty and ambition.STRENGTHSSewing, cooking, observing pleasantries - all these were ingrained in her from a young age. She is also intelligent and likes to think things through logically rather than emotionally.WEAKNESSESEmelie is not an experienced fighter with little formal training. She doesn't have the muscle for it. Also, she has a bit of a temper which sometimes gets the best of her.APPEARANCEShe stands at 5', weighs 125 lbs, has a fair complexion, dirty-blonde hair, and turquoise eyes.RELATIONSFAMILY:Husband: King Guy de BarChildren: Ferdinand de BarHalf-Children: Sergius de Bar, Annabelle d'Amaury, Joachim de BarFather: Lord Titus de SolaBrothers: Clement de Sola, Augustus d'AmauryUncles: Brutus de Sola, Xavier de SolaCousins: Cyprian de SolaSecond Cousins (Father's Cousins):Vincent de Sola, Marcellus de SolaHANDMAIDENS:FRIENDS:William BradfyreAnnabelle d'AmauryCamile de SavoieLori OathcastDISLIKES:FlorentAny and all Vladovs and Adrian sympathizersARTWORK:Artwork done by Nummy!
THEME SONG:(Tis a bit edgy, but what LOTC isn't even a little bit edgy?)JOURNAL:Coming soon~6 -
Upon hearing the news of the laws, Isra Jharar would smirk.
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The manipulation of auxiliary through illusory means is illegal, and shall be met with the loss of both one's eyeballs. The act of perversion of another's perception is to forfeit the right to your own.
"I'd like to see them try...."
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Name: Isra JhararAge: 20Race: QalasheenRegistered magics: Beginner, not yet registeredPast Offenses(if any): NoneSignature: Isra Jharar0 -
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Out-Of-Character InformationWhat’s the name of the Minecraft account you're applying for?: YouKnowItsJunoWhat's your MAIN Minecraft Account name?: Juno_AxDo you agree to follow the rules on your new account?: YesDo you understand you can not be on both of these accounts at once?: YesDo you understand that if one account is banned, so will the other(s)?: YesHow long have you been on LoTC?: Since AnthosHow many accounts do you currently have whitelisted?: 1, my main accountIn-Character InformationNow you actually make your character - be creative but stay reasonable! Make sure they make sense and that they follow lore. Try to come up with a character that you actually want to play.Character’s name: Emelie de SolaCharacter’s gender: FemaleCharacter’s race: HumanCharacter’s age: 19Biography (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add server lore, and events that happened to your character so that they don’t contradict history.): Emelie de Sola was born in the Duchy of Petrus in Athera to her father Titus and mother Caterina. Growing up, she spent her whole adolescence within the city of Petrus with her father, only infrequently going on trips to other duchies and counties within the kingdom. Her juvenile days were normal like any other kid, with the only exception being that she was born into a quite prestigious family with a renowned past and she was taught how to be a proper lady. Once she got older, and Athera began to fall victim to the great catastrophe that destroyed the realm, she fled with her father and family to the new land, the Isles of Vailor.Once there, she lived with her family in the Crownlands, at a small manor on the outskirts of Felsen. There, her family decided she should go study with a private tutor, so she was sent to do so with a lady in the city. A few months later, Baron Titus de Sola announced the completion of Dour Watch, the castle which now housed and acted as the home of House de Sola. Today, she resides there after coming home from her studies.Personality Traits: Emelie is a kind, but stern, individual. She has a bit of a temper but she usually keeps it to herself or reins in as false flattery if she doesn't like someone. Among her other traits are loyalty and ambition.Ambitions: Wishes to honor her family and follow through with their martial tradition by learning to fight - though she knows nothing about it.Strengths/Talents: Sewing, cooking, observing pleasantries - all these were ingrained in her from a young age. She is also intelligent and likes to think things through logically rather than emotionally.Weaknesses/Inabilities: Emelie is not an experienced fighter with no formal training. She doesn't have the muscle for it. Also, she has a bit of a temper which sometimes gets the best of her.Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): She stands at 5'3, weighs 125 lbs, has a fair complexion, dirty-blonde hair, and turquoise eyes.Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here): http://gyazo.com/b7d2ec7834dbd7dfd6e104690eb01866(The only reason I am applying as a noble is because I was asked by the House via Treashure and I did not want to create a character here that I would not actually be playing.)2
I Fought The Law
in Vailor Roleplay Archive
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Back in their home in Al' Wakrah, Isra Jharar waits on a woolen mat by the door, silently dozing. She awaits her husband to return from the sheep fold, blissfully unaware of the turn of events from the day.
The sun sets - the flock without their shepherd, the wife without her husband.