Madiglib
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The year is 1682 in the world of Restaria. It is a world in a universe similar to the one of earth only slight differences. The main being each person of noble blood and birth has two colours to their name which they mush wear. They are chosen by the parents and signify an important thing to the parent or the child on that day. An exception to this is men of noble birth, becoming guard or the king. Then they wear the colours of the king or queen. The men that ware the kings colour fight the wars and defend in other lands. The guards of the castle answer the queen and where her colours. Men may also wear the royal child's colours. If given to the man as a charge to defend. Even then, these men wear their colours as gloves and other accessories like things and around the hilt of their swords. Or at formal gatherings they wear their own. They are in what earth would call the Renaissance. A war is going on between the countries Ataria land of the sea and Ecariso the land of sun. Across the ocian from each other the two have been at each other for generations. Not many people even know why any more.
Jon How {In use}
Mercy Stroamina {In use}
Name: Aina Estiato
Age: Twenty Four
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi, with a preference to females.
Height: Slightly shorter than an average woman.
Weight: She is athletic, well-built and fit for someone in her line of work.
Personality: Despite her line of 'work', Cynthia can be rather childish and odd-behaved. She never tends to take anything seriously at times. Nor does she ever listen to what people advice her. She does admire getting what she wants, especially when her eyes lay upon the thing she requires.
She tries to put on a good first impression when she is working, though. She tries her best to keep her outer image serious but within; she is childish and would comment about anything as if it was a joke. For example, if someone was speaking of something serious and quiet important, she would randomly laugh or giggle.
Mercy, the princess was sleeping in her all white and blue bedroom. Her covers were blue and her nightgown white. She slept peacfully the dark blue curtain covering the window of her tower so she could rest. The window blew through it bellowing in the strong autum wind. Though she did not notice. Her white hair over her face as she slept, a soft snore on her lips. The girl had her daggers tucked away in her bed, just in case and a door beside her walking wardrobe lead to her knight protecters room, Jon how. He had looked after her from a young age for both of them. She was a heavy sleeper the noise of guards marchig past did not wake her.
Jon on the other hand in his ivory and green room with hints of white and blue slept very lightly and each band going past disturbed his sleep even if not waking him. The man esed hin his underclothes not having proper not clothes, by choice. His swod was tucked neatly under his bed his armout on a bronze figur in the cornder of the room. He had been sleeping before the princess got to sleep but he woul still wake before her come morning.
Mercy Stroamina {In use}
Name: Aina Estiato
Age: Twenty Four
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi, with a preference to females.
Height: Slightly shorter than an average woman.
Weight: She is athletic, well-built and fit for someone in her line of work.
Personality: Despite her line of 'work', Cynthia can be rather childish and odd-behaved. She never tends to take anything seriously at times. Nor does she ever listen to what people advice her. She does admire getting what she wants, especially when her eyes lay upon the thing she requires.
She tries to put on a good first impression when she is working, though. She tries her best to keep her outer image serious but within; she is childish and would comment about anything as if it was a joke. For example, if someone was speaking of something serious and quiet important, she would randomly laugh or giggle.
Mercy, the princess was sleeping in her all white and blue bedroom. Her covers were blue and her nightgown white. She slept peacfully the dark blue curtain covering the window of her tower so she could rest. The window blew through it bellowing in the strong autum wind. Though she did not notice. Her white hair over her face as she slept, a soft snore on her lips. The girl had her daggers tucked away in her bed, just in case and a door beside her walking wardrobe lead to her knight protecters room, Jon how. He had looked after her from a young age for both of them. She was a heavy sleeper the noise of guards marchig past did not wake her.
Jon on the other hand in his ivory and green room with hints of white and blue slept very lightly and each band going past disturbed his sleep even if not waking him. The man esed hin his underclothes not having proper not clothes, by choice. His swod was tucked neatly under his bed his armout on a bronze figur in the cornder of the room. He had been sleeping before the princess got to sleep but he woul still wake before her come morning.
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