A Tale of the Court

[DaisyBuchanan]

Open - Help me discover what happens to an innocent beauty, trapped in a Royal Court at war with her homeland. Its a fictitious world, so there is a lot of flexiblity, lets be creative! PM or post ideas, thanks.

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She is the picture aristocratic beauty as she moves across the bridge with graceful dignity. Her hair of honeyed red-gold spills over her shoulders and down her back, the heavy waves held from her face by silver bands set with blue jewels, her dark-lashed blue eyes are filled with the innocence of the sheltered and cherished, while her chin gives hint of a willful streak common among the pampered and indulged. Cut and sewn by an expert hand to flatter the delicate curves of her petite figure, her pale blue gown is of the finest silk and matches the gems in her hair and around her neck. Only the faint rise of color in her cheeks gave clue that something is amiss.

Lady Elena Rancal is anxious; she knows there will be trouble when her servants discover she is missing. It is her hope that they will think to search for her at her favorite spot on the bridge instead sounding an alarm or notifying her father.

She has escaped the confines of her quarters, eager for a few moments alone, a few minutes away from watchful eyes and suspicious glances. Life at the Court of the Kingdom of Nordal has recently become very uneasy for Lady Elena, she is from Sorcan, and she is a cousin of its King. Her father, the Sorcanian ambassador to Nordal, had her join him many months ago and she has been a frequent and popular sight at court events until her country attacked Fort Balton, a trading outpost of Nordal. Since then her father has kept her confined, for her own safety. Although it is for her own protection, imprisonment is hard on an active 18 year old accustomed to being at the center of courtly activities and focus of much masculine attention.

She halts her walk at the apex of the bridge; it is her destination. The calm flow of the river, the gentle sound of moving water, and the soft glow of the reflecting moonlight always bring her peace. Perhaps it reminds her of home or perhaps because it is simply a beautiful site. She knows she should return to the castle before someone spots her but she cannot tear herself away from the beauty of the moon, not yet, not until she finds the tranquility she needs to continue her opulent imprisonment.

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Name: Lady Elena Rancal
Age: 18
Position: Courtier
Traits: long honey-red hair, blue eyes, fair skin

 

[DaisyBuchanan]

Open - Help me discover what happens to an innocent beauty, trapped in a Royal Court at war with her homeland. Its a fictitious world, so there is a lot of flexiblity, lets be creative! PM or post ideas, thanks.
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Elena thinks of home as she looks out over the slow moving water of the peaceful river. Lacking any political experience, she never expected there would be violence between the land of her birth, and the one she has lived in so happily. It frightened her even more that her father could give her no justifiable excuse for the outbreak of the war. Lord Rancal knew of no reason for the attack beyond the avarice and ego of a young King. One new to the throne and eager to make his name one that would go down in history, even if that meant paying the brutal cost of war in blood and treachery. She knew her father felt the stress of the situation. Indeed, how could he defend his homeland or his family when his own King kept the truth from him? His own King was his own wife’s nephew, his family.

The echo of footsteps on the bridge, an army of them by the sound, roused Elena from her reverie; she drew back in fear as she felt a sudden panic lurch her in chest. She had hoped to avoid discovery outside without a duenna, it was a breach of etiquette likely to effect her reputation. In her naive innocence, a violation of courtly protocol was the worst that she could imagine happening. Still, she was relieved when she saw the noise was made by only a single man, a well-dressed gentleman, not a soldier or a peasant. She was ready to turn and flee back to her quarters as he approached but he spoke in a familiar voice, one she could not quite place and she remained to hear his words.

“You know it’s not safe to be here at night, several women have been reported missing near this area." He paused briefly, as if some new wisdom occurred to him. “And it seems it’s past curfew.”

Her unease returned a thousand fold, as she recognized who addressed her...

 

[DaisyBuchanan]

Open - Help me discover what happens to an innocent beauty, trapped in a Royal Court at war with her homeland. Its a fictitious world, so there is a lot of flexiblity, lets be creative! PM or post ideas, thanks.

 

[poohlive]

Lord Tallon felt a stir with the cold running along his back. A pleasent evening, but the past few nights held that chill inside of them. It seemed like winter was coming, the possibility of endless summer nights drawing to a close, and the first remnants of fall might hit them.

He looked down upon the lady.

"Now, it took you a lot of courage to come out here all on your lonesome. Do you not think that you would be caught though, or captured? A lot of people are certainly angry because you are a Sorcan."

He leaned against the side wall, looking her over once. Such a fair beauty, and only eighteen as well. A ripe age for a young courtesan girl. She would charm any man lucky enough to find her on their arm.

He had taken interest a time or two himself, but unfortunately she was always busy entertaining others.

Now though... she was all alone.