Kholibrii

Uhhh I sent my message in the wrong comment section😂😂

“I hope grandmother Crestfall can keep the elf in check.” Anne Josephine commented to herself as she reached the announcement from the Vice-Chancellor in her large stack of papers. The d’Arkent quickly waved over a Lady’s Maid of Sunholdt as she moved on to the next paper in her stack. “Fetch me a quill! I suspect some of the Directors will be desperate for workers. It’ll be the perfect time to find a job.”  Anne shouted as she pushed her papers to the side, clearly not understanding she is too young to work.

Within a private room of Sunholdt, Anne Josephine stood upon a fitting platform as a gaggle of aging women moved around her, lifting luxurious fabrics of red and blue towards the d’Arkent for her to choose from. After vibrant fabrics had been picked out for multiple dresses the women moved to black fabrics. “Do we always have to prepare for the worst?” Anne grumbled as she stared at the blacks, reluctantly picking out a fabric with ornate golden detailing. “This one. It could fit a modest event which is great because, No one is dying!”  The young d’Arkent commented, refusing to believe anyone would be dying soon.

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Anne Josephine of Sunholdt Gleefully read through the gossip column, letting out a squeal of excitement upon seeing her name. "Look Lambie they wrote about me!" The little girl cheered as she held the paper up towards her stuffed lamb. "I'm Famous like the big girls!"

"d'Arkent Supremacy." Anne Josephine whispered to herself.

"Yay!!!" Anne Josephine cheered upon reading the missive the morning following the meeting.

Dressed in black, Anne Josephine sat on her knees in the corner of her bedroom clasping a wooden Lorraine Cross. The young d'Arkent murmured prayers over and over again to herself, praying for her great uncle's soul, her grieving family, and even her puppy that seemed very sad. She didn't really understand how praying worked, but she knew it made her feel better and kept her from having to listen to her mourning relatives.

“This is a lie! Grandma Auvergne is amazing!” A young d’Arkent shouted from the confines of Sunholdt.

"Burn Fire Lizard with Fire? Don't they like fire?" A young d'Arkent mumbled to herself.

Anne Josephine dug through every inch of her closet, tossing out floral and pastel dresses left and right in search of something to wear to the ball. "There isn't anything Fall-ie in here!" The little girl shouted as she stomped her feet against the ground. "And who wears furs? That's gross!" At that the young d'Arkent dropped to the floor, pouting and mumbling to herself. "Someone come clean this up!" She'd yell, a young maid quickly rushing in to clean the mess.

Anne Josephine came barreling through the Sunholdt apartment, swinging open the door to the children’s play room. “I’m going to be Miss Oren!” The little girl announced to her siblings, throwing her hands in the air. @CharmingCavalier @Herod

A young d'Arkent came running up to her mother, missive in hand, waving it in her face. "Dwarves are fat like Joseph, we should visit them!" @Autty

A former Citizen of the Empire chuckles loudly at the thought of an elf being in the government before snorting a line of quartz off the back of a dwarf. 

16 hours ago, zuziee said:

Nikoleta Kovachev sat silently in the Haense palace - eyeing the paper and trying to decode it. Then, with her bright blue eyes, she'd spot her cousins name upon it. "Why is he in it and niet me?" the girl questioned, knowing fully well that her cousin was not around to attend such. 

The little girl was completely correct, her older cousin having missed the event because he mixed up the date.

Free skins😁 

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RP Name: Natalie Julia Beaumont

MC Name: Kholibrii

Voted: Yes 

1. Full Name of the Candidate: Natalie Julia Beaumont

2. Age of the Candidate: 29

3. Street Address of the Candidate: Komenos 2

4. Position the Candidate is Running For: Alderman

Why PFP duck?

Skin: Blue Riding

Bid: 140

Discord: Desired#2831

Skin: Yellow Promenade

Bid: 120

Skin: Flowers and Bows

Bid: 170  

Natalie Julia lets out a loud huff as the sound of a knock echos through her house. The woman would mumble a string of vulgar words to herself as she moved towards her door, a rag in one of her hands. Upon accepting the missive from a young mail boy she quickly read over it while moving back through her home. Upon returning to her original spot she’d lower herself to the ground, resting at eye level with a bust of HIH Princess Amadea. She’d return to polishing the bust while idly speaking to herself. “I only hope the Emperor lives long enough for this idiot to be a rotting corpse.” 

Yellow Promenade

Bid - 100

Discord - Desired#2831

Blue Riding

Bid - 100

Old Fashioned

Bid - 110

Natalie Julia lounges in an oversized chair while reading over the missive. “Gotta make a living somehow!” She’d comment with a loud chuckle before tossing the paper to the side.

Natalie Julia runs through the streets of Providence towards the store, quickly buying the outfit before returning to bed.