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Even if the Fey have quieted down, there’s no rest for the people of Nore. During the Day of the Brothers festivities, animals have turned human! Panic broke out, though it was quelled quickly enough as the rangers scrounged to corral the…sheeple. Rumor is going around that a witch is probably the cause of the chaos, though Ursula doesn’t seem to know anything about it, and everyone is too afraid to approach the only other known witch in the kingdom.
That is, until very recently, when the queen of the Southern Isles arrived. A famous and infamous witch, Ammut took power at least a thousand years ago and has no small amount of horrible tales surrounding her name. She was welcomed officially with the first New Moon Feast of the year, and, with any luck, she won’t be staying long.
The Dark Witch of the Sanctuary
TWELVE HUNDRED YEARS ; WITCH ; CONJURING, LIFE
If you take the main road down from the Market Square and turn southeast into the Wastes, there is a trail hidden beneath the snow. After three hours on horseback, you’ll wind up at the Sanctuary, once a center of religious worship and celebration. But after years of disuse, it has fallen into a state of ruin, and only one person dares go near it. Everyone else fears the witch who lives there, a wicked man they say steals the souls of the living. He doesn’t, of course. Cynwrig can hardly touch a soul the same way the more well-known witch of the kingdom might, and his witch’s magic certainly isn’t strong enough to take any hearts like hers. But nothing he does is ever as good as Ursula, is it? Never.
Cynwrig was born Orla, the golden princess and daughter to the Golden Queen of the Southern Isles, just hours before Ursula, his twin sister. Orla was to be the pride of the kingdom, the beautiful girl who would pass on the reminder to everyone what women can do. But from an early age, it was clear that Orla was not born in the right body, and, while there was no issue with him dressing as a man and renaming himself to suit his preference, the fact of the matter was that he was not a woman any longer. Ammut would not have a son on the throne, and all but neglected Cynwrig in favor of Ursula, the black haired thing he called sister.
His rage was beyond compare. She, a tiny, weak little girl as the heir to the throne? When he was seventy years old, Cynwrig left the Southern Isles, thinking that when he returned thirty years later, he would be welcomed back with open arms. Not so, however. He was all but ignored, even then, even upon hearing that the precious Ursula had tried and failed to start a rebellion. In his anger, Cynwrig left again, leaving his mother to do as she will. He took to travelling, but became tired of being all but ignored everywhere he went. Nore became Cynwrig’s final destination, and he lurked in the Sanctuary three hundred years ago. Even when everyone else during the storms fourteen years ago, Cynwrig stayed put, rearranging the ruins to suit his own needs.
Read the rest of the biography under the cut.
|Hi, i'm really interesting in using Lena Headey (as cersei) as a fc and i think that she would really fit into a noble role. If i were to apply as an oc, do you think she would fit into this role or is there another you see her as?|
Any face claim works with any role, honestly. However, I think it would be very interesting if you had her as a merchant instead - someone who sells jewels brought in from the mine, perhaps, or deals with imported goods of some sort.
|Is it possible for Women to be Fighters in the ring and be freed from it?, or is it once your a fighter your there for life?|
It’s possible. Some characters, like Phaedra Morrow, are only fighters by occupation, and are not enslaved. However, if the character themself is enslaved, it’s possible to earn enough coin to gain their freedom, but it’s a matter of how many matches they win and how much money they bring in.
|Rosalyn sounds like a really interesting Character, though if i was to apply i'd like to change her fc. Is there any face you can see her being other than Hannah murray?|
Other than Hannah Murray, I believe the following face claims would fit Rosalyn Vane:
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The Quiet Huntsman
TWENTY-FIVE ; ROYAL GUARD ; HEALING, LIGHTNING
Twenty-odd years ago, there was a prostitute by the name of Mina, known best for her eyes. That is, she had the magic of allure, and could entrance any man or woman she wanted simply by looking into his eyes. Mina herself had taken a liking to the king and seduced him. Nine months later, Adrian was born. Though his mother died in childbirth, Adrian was allowed to stay in the whorehouse. He was immediately moved to the barracks, where he was raised to be a warrior and fight in the ring against men like Rago and Katto, never once hearing about what happened to his mother. He wasn’t a violent person by nature, but Adrian was dedicated to his work and did as he was told.
By age thirteen, he was already skilled in almost all known styles of fighting, though he had yet to fight against anyone outside of sparring practise. But Adrian had bigger plans than to simply be enslaved for all his life, sneaking coin when he could and bribing some of the prostitutes to let him have some of their silver or copper. He never took too much - surely they needed it, too, but, by thirteen, Adrian managed to buy his freedom. He took up a last name and went to join the Rangers almost immediately, before even looking into finding a place to stay. Unfortunately for him, they knew of his mother and how he was raised, and Adrian was denied a place on the team. He refused to go back to the whorehouse, however, and found himself at a loss for what to do. As he thought, Adrian made his way to the Market Square to find a proper trade, or at least an apprenticeship. But without any experience, no-one would take him in, and he wound up spending the night in an alleyway, cold and sick.
The young princess Sophia and her father had come down that evening to the Market Square, and she ran up to Adrian the second she saw him. By that time, her older sister already had a personal huntsman, and Sophia had decided Adrian would be hers. And how could he refuse? Without a home to go to, not a cent to his name, Adrian could hardly say no. He would get a room in the Obsidian Palace, a job for life, and - besides - who could refuse the beloved Silver Princess? So for the next thirteen years, Adrian has served her loyally. It isn’t what he wanted to do with his life, per se. A huntsman’s job is nothing like a ranger’s, but he is content. At least - that is what he tells himself, anyway.
Ambitious but quiet, Adrian is definitely a man of action over words. He thinks and feels much more than most anyone might expect, especially as he keeps most of his thoughts to himself. Instead, he treats everyone with the same level of respect, whether he thinks they deserve it or not, and it’s led to him being something of a pushover. Adrian finds it hard to say no to most people, but he usually doesn’t mind helping out.
But when he gets pushed too far, be wary. There are few lines that cannot be crossed, and once they are, his temper flares up and Adrian fights back, both verbally and physically. More often than not, however, this anger of his gets him into trouble, and he ends up walking with his shoulders hung in shame, hoping that no-one he respects ends up hearing about it. More often than not, they do.
Adrian’s mother was known for her allure, but she had another sort of magic, which Adrian inherited. Lighting is one of his most powerful weapons now, and he uses it freely in physical fights, or to entertain himself in times of extreme boredom. Able to create and manipulate lightning bolts of all sizes, or simply direct small sparks of electricity around the air, Adrian could do anything from make someone’s finger tingle to stopping their heart outright.
Being the son of Aric, Adiran has his own sort of healing magic, though it has weakened severely from disuse. He can heal very small cuts and wounds, but much more will take too much out of him, and Adrian will have to spend days recovering.