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Scherezade deWinter

Scherezade deWinter

Member Since 20 Jan 2018
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In Topic: Naughty or Nice?

Today, 04:32 PM

Muad Dib I'll bring the strawberry ointment and my glitter bullets ♥


In Topic: Naughty or Nice?

Today, 04:27 PM

Muad Dib ooh ooh ooh I wanna thread! I wanna thread! Pick meeee!!!


In Topic: The Continuation of a Line

Today, 04:00 PM

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The woman nodded and stepped forward, closing the final distance between the prince and herself. Her fingers reached up to touch the temples – the only point of physical contact between the two. Her own eyes closed as she concentrated, searching for the link she required in order to be able to reach the Prince in his dreams.

 

What she found… Was not what she had expected. She had imagined him to be clean, to be pure, untouched by the presence of others, or at least only a little bit. Instead she found the presence of many, like millions of fingerprints covering him. Or perhaps, she had found nothing, but her mind interpreted it as it had. Eve shook her head, forcing herself to concentrate, to gently move the fingerprints away until she found the core; a beating and pulsing glow of green with specs of silver, the mark of many of the males of the Royal Family, or so she had read.

 

A few minutes later way, Eve pulled her arms back and took a step backwards.

 

"You will soon be rejoining the rest of the galaxy," the woman said. No surprise there; he had said he would but moments earlier, "try to meet and interact with more people than you have thus, Prince of Endelaan. Seclusion will slowly kill you. The days in which you were able to remain alone for a long time has passed. Consider this a small glimpse from a Seer."


In Topic: The Continuation of a Line

Today, 02:08 PM

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"There is a central authority," Eve gently corrected him, "Four Warriors, four Sorceresses, and the Ancient One, though her part of it is mostly to be a tie breaker." That was how things had been mostly ruled in the absence of the royal family. "I cannot tell you whether they need to be disbanded, or their people simply replaced. But that is how decisions of rulership were made these past seven hundred years."

 

To explain what all those different groups were was a… Hard task. The Circle of Seers was not a ruling council, they were a council onto themselves, though they served the ruling government in more ways than one. They were also not the only ones to do so, openly or otherwise.

 

"Please understand. Doing something, doing nothing… Everything is a risk right now. Endelaan is at the cusp of change, and not a single Seer, on the council or otherwise, can tell you what the outcome will be. The future is shrouded in unknowing right now, and the next decade or two will change the course of Endelaan forever."

 

And to his offer, there was but one thing Eve could do. She smiled, and nodded. "I shall be your eyes and ears, Brayden, son of Diomedes, Warrior King of Endelaan, son of Cameron. I cannot promise how effective I will be. But anything that I see or hear, I shall relay to you. May I touch your temples? A few moments is all I need to take your Force presence in to a degree that I will be able to reach you in your dreams, lacking the technological means to do so."


In Topic: The Continuation of a Line

Today, 01:21 PM

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Eve nodded. So the Prince was not angry with her; that was good. Not all people could keep their wits about them when presented with such information. Lesser men would have lashed out at her for being the messenger, held her responsible for not having more to offer. She did not know this Prince, nor had she known his parents. Telling him anything had been a risk on her part.

 

"It is not the Ancient One's job to maintain control," she explained, "the role is mostly ceremonial. Her failure was in her role as a Raven, but she cannot fully be blamed for this. She was in stasis and we believed her to be with your mother, where she belonged. And still, all was quiet by the time she returned. We were relieved when she left to find your sister, for it gave her something to do. She is restless, and I believe it is because your mother is not around, and she does not see her role as the Ancient One as one worth having.

 

The role of the Ancient One goes to the oldest woman on Endelaan. The one that comes after Verberri, at present, is a woman by the name of Debrah. She has been resting much these past few years but I remember hearing her speeches as a child. She wished for Endelaan to break through its secrecy, to cease waiting for the Royal Family to return. She spent some time imprisoned after trying to steal a ship that could take her off-planet. While the role of the Ancient One is mostly ceremonial… It gives sway over the masses. Sway that I wish Verberri would learn how to seize. She is not a bad woman... But unless she learns, her time will soon be up, and she will be useless on the occasion that your mother does return."