Bethykinss

New accent. New hair. New clothing. New scars. New make-up. New tan. New backstory. New face. New personality. New Name. Beth had not intended to die, or at least create the illusion that such a thing happened. She was basically driven to it. Other options had been available to her but only this allowed her some degree of freedom. It was a favorable option. She could walk around in public and not be accused of anything of any sort. She could be a new person… well mostly. It wasn’t easy. She knew it wasn’t easy. The most difficult task was changing some key aspects of her face. She missed her old nose and her old cheekbones. She remembered looking at own reflection while basically torturing herself, adjusting the bone structure of her face with needles, scalpels and a chisle... Her nose received quite a bit of damage at first, it took weeks to get rid of all the distressing details such as bumps, angles.. you name it. It took a few weeks for it to settle. Attractiveness was key however. Of course, this was vain. She knew it was vain but she was, no, is vain. It had to matter. Still, she did not like to dwell too much on how she went about it. She did add a few scars to her complexion. It hurt, she almost damaged her eye in the process but it was worth it. Her death, now that was fun. She remembered pacing up and down the tavern in the Cloud Temple… Just thinking. When was she going to die? Where would she die? How would she die? Now that was hard. It wasn’t easy planning your own death. Firstly, she began by finding her ‘reflection’ in essence. Such a task proved impossible of course so she left it. She instead found her cousin, Alice. She had never expected it coming. Beth had to improvise. She had to give Alice her most significant attire as well as dying her hair white. Her face was a totally different matter. It took a few agonizing minutes of torture and hammering to get the details and features out of her face. Alice was unrecognizable. Secondly, the location. Where could she dispose of ‘her’ body? The Cloud Temple? No, the monks would dispose of her quite quickly. Abresi? No, too common. They’d assume it was a decoration. Within the City of Malinor? Too crowded. Although, what about outside the gates? It was perfect. At the fourth elven hour in the morning(4am ‘Kay?!) she became cloaked and suspended the body over a large branch just outside the Malinor gates, too large to be broken or cut. As an added touch she inscribed the words… “The Bringer of Evil has come fourth and paid for her sins.” Thirdly, she left a note that remained within the grasp of her right hand. Written in simple cursive writing it read… For a moment Beth had a pang of emotion envelop her. Then it was gone as soon as it came. Lastly, she sent letters to a few particular individuals. ((Will be made IG)) Beth paced around in the forest, alone. What was her new name? Grace? No. Elizabeth? Are you serious? Sarah? HAHA. Perhaps if she wanted to slit her own throat then maybe. Caroline? The name played across her lips for a few moments. It was beautiful. It was innocent. It was devious, dangerous even. It was perfect. Caroline sauntered through the gates of Malinor several days later. She couldn’t help but allow a faint smile to make its way upon her face. She spoke the words in a harsh whisper. “I’m back.” ((Since it’s Christmas and the server is down I couldn’t do this in rp. So I decided to make a forum post about it. This is what has happened to Beth. Also, I’d ask that you do not make trolly posts to this. Also, please do not meta the info given in the post.))

The Hooded Figure stands in a secluded area with her sister, she wrenches back her elderly sister's hair painfully. She smiles menacingly as her sister finishes the letter. The Hooded Figure reads the letter before nodding to her sister. She calls for her dove, the dove takes the letter and drops it onto Cillion's feet. The letter reads... "Dear Cillion, Your offer is ever so generous and I accept. You will not know the time, you will not know the place. But, I will see you soon. Sincerely Anonymous."

The Hooded Figure would sit in a secluded area with the child. She smiles down at the child as she rocks him to sleep, waiting for the pool of letters to end at the roads near Malinor. "Good boy. This is only a lesson for your parents. They must know you are a special child and that they shouldn't allow any strangers into their home without cautiousness. Oh, and your parent's are quite stupid. You should look after them when and if I return you to them." ((Will reply to the responses soon))

The hooded figure tilts her head at the letters. The figure writes a reply after ripping Aeras's letter befor anyone could see, "Dear Whomever, A person like me would never murder a baby, A parent is not a true parent if they lose their newborn child and to pay such a poor fee for their child is terrible. I will accept an offer in 24 hours or less."

A hooded figure suspends two small letters over tree branches beside the roads near Malinor, the writing seems to have faded and blurred slightly from the falling snow/rain. The hooded figure vanishes quickly after. The letters read... "Dear Aeras, Alana or whomever may come across this letter, Do not mourn, Your baby is fed well and safe in my arms, You have twenty-four elven hours to respond, Please read carefully. If you do not save your child within the time his fate will be out of your hands. To have the child you cherish so much returned to you, you must... Pay a sufficient price. I will not name my price, I want to see how much you love your child. I want to see how much he is worth to you. Another thing I seem to have failed to mention, others may also respond to this letter if they so wish. They may also offer a price if they want the baby for themselves to raise, perhaps?" The one sentence seems to be repeated at the end of the two letters "If you do not save your child within the time his fate will be out of your hands. Sincerely, Anonymous."

"..I think I agree with Ouity, though I do think the amount of Aspirants is enough for now." Beth looks at Ouity and the Bird Druid, giving a slight nod in agreement.

Beth sighs. Her voice gone slightly hoarse, "Well, if he is doing all these things then I think his attunement should be broken. No one can do what he's doing. Harrassment, running off, burying people alive.. I'm surprised he is still a Druid and I'm very surprised to know that he's alive. You would think a guard or someone would try stop him. Anyway, having his attunement broken seems like a good idea. It will help with resolving the problem at hand."

Beth blinks, "So, are we playing guessing games now? I think we might be getting a little of topic here.. Is this all we have to discuss?"

Beth blinks as she hears about this tower. "Right.. Back on the other topic for just a moment.." She raises her eyebrow at the child again before speaking. "Well, I've only heard about this tower now but I've seen a crowd gathered outside Malinor, many hooded speaking about a tower. I only got a glimpse but they were holding an unconscious person, at least I think they were unconscious... They seemed to have been wounded. Let that sink in for a moment. It might help to remember in the future." She shrugs. "Oh and that child eats anything natural you say? Also, are you sure you heard that voice?" She blinks, slightly confused. ((Sorry, keep editing out mistakes. On phone.))

Beth walks into the room quietly. She sits down, tilting her head at the child but remaining silent.

Beth strides in and sits down silently. She mumbles something under her breath as she sits down, "Wonderful.. I hate being late."

Beth stares down at the dry blood on the grass. She had already heard the news of Kefi's death. She frowns, "Yep. All our friends keep dying. No, I never got to say goodbye but you all didn't get to either. I'll put a rose down on the spot where she died later.. When the blood ceases to exist here." Beth leaves the grove after having a short conversation with herself. "Goodbye Kefi."

Beth frowns deeply when she hears of Kinra's passing. She walks into Malinor, head hung low and sits on the grass near the river. She sighs and gazes up at the stars. She begins to speak to the air, imagining Kinra sitting in front of her. "See, this is what happens when you don't wear armor but I guess you did what you did on purpose, huh?" She smirks. "You know, I would have beaten you this time in our hug war but I guess I can wait. I promise, this time you're going to LOOOOSE." Beth sets a rose down onto the empty space in front of her. She stands up with a sad smile. "It's quite unfair, all my friends keep dying.. Never thought you'd be one of them. Until our paths meet again, my dear friend Kinra." She nods before continuing on her way..

"hi" Hai, muwahaha!

This made me laugh because she's shivering and that. :3 It looks good! Thank you

Just be patient ^-^ It'll happen. Welcome to LoTC!

Minecraft Username: Bethgod7 Character Name: Beth Cervidus (Snow Druid Beth) Preferences: Beth would be folding her arms and leaning on something. She'd be grinning deviously. Skin file (Optional): Look up my name on minershoes.com If you need a description or anything like that PM me.

WOOOOO!

Beth glances at every single Druid to see what they're doing. She coughs quietly for a moment before rummaging through her satchel and taking out a small piece of paper. She rolls it up into a small, creased ball and throws it at Faolin. She straightens up before looking back into the middle of the room. "Alrighty, I'm not trying to be rude or anything but people are kind of dosing off here.." Beth sets her gaze on Faolin and Ouity for a moment. "We might want to move onto the next order of business and fast before anyone else drifts off into a daydream or before an argument rises." Beth bites her lip for a moment before sitting lazily in her seat once again. ((Wrote this on my iPhone, sorry if there's any mistakes))

Adios, I wish you good luck in your future endeavors.

Snow Druid Beth strides silently into the moot circle. She quietly takes a seat somewhere, grinning when she sees all the other Druids.

Congratulations Rittsy!

Beth stops once again as she hears the noise. She turns around, seeing nothing. She clenches her fists and yells in frustration. "WHOEVER IS DOING THIS STOP IT! IT'S NOT FUNNY!"