stagqrc

*      ceebee   pals

truerheir

.    OO1    —     THERE’S A SAYING IN THE NORTH,    that every six hundred years or so, the future and the past collided.  TODAY MARKED THE TWO HUNDREDTH ANNIVERSARY of Raenor’s victory and the ascension into royalty of house beowulf.   It was celebrated with a congregation in the great hall scheming and plotting of nothing but tactics of war.  LEANNA,  raenor’s direct descendant. was the pinnacle of this meeting.  THE BEACON THAT MEN young and old fought for,  THE BEACON THAT WOMEN sung hymns of to their sickly children───   promising that God’s anointing was on the bastard queen, and that it would be she who brought the sun’s light upon them again.   BUT THE QUEEN FELT OTHERWISE.  in weeks time they have lost all of whom had the wisest minds.   LORD BENJOR DALLEN (later known as benjor the first),  THE OLD WOLF. sacrificed his life in the battle of woodsrest.   HE WAS THE BRAVEST SWORDSMAN leanna ever knew,   no one would surpass his resilience nor  his loyalty to the beowulfs.   HE SWORE THAT LYSANDER FAYTE, and the usurpers that sat her mother’s throne would find no peace even in hell..   for he would be sure to find himself there with them.   
          

truerheir

❝    LET US..   BRING HIM A GOOD WELCOME THE DAY HE STEPS FOOT ON NORTHERN SOIL..    WE WILL PLAN OUT OUR ALLIANCE THEN  ❞    before lord Massey or any of the other members of the court of wolves could speak,  THE BEOWULF QUEEN dismissed herself.   her limbs stiff as she worked her way down the dark hall and through the corridors,  up to the tower to give herself some fresh air.  HER HANDS ARE DRAWN TOWARDS THE STONY BALUSTRADE before her legs could truly give out.  she placed her head in her hands,   NEEDING TO CATCH HER BREATH.   
            
            ❝    WHY DO YOU WATCH ME SO?  ❞
            
            abruptly, she turns around. AND SHE REGRETS IT.    the cold air makes her pale skin rouge around her cheeks,  and most of hot breath falls from her lips..     THE GIRL,   She was there again..    MORE VIVID AND REAL than she could ever imagine.    HER SHADOW,   A mere doe,  blue eyed and beautiful.   
            
            ❝    WHO ARE YOU.?  ❞ 
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truerheir

LADY DYANNA GRAYBEAR WAS DEAD,  too.   as was her dragon,  MERAXES. without them they had only three dragon riders,  EVERYONE OF THEM BASTARDS,  much like herself.     AS THE QUEEN SAT AMONGST HER MEN,   her mind drifts.   THE GIRL. blonde of hair, and with an aura so blue she was certain to see such a color again.  perhaps amongst her own offspring,  IF SHE WERE TO SURVIVE.   she assumed it was a ghost,    THE BLACK TOWER had many deaths here..      it was more comforting to know that it was haunted more often than not. 
            
            
            ❛  THE KING OF THE WEST MARCHES, YOUR GRACE  ❜      that brought her some relief.    AS LORD MASSEY sketched out the northwestern boarder  ❛  WITH HIM AN ARMY,  AND FOUR DRAGONS AS LARGE AS MOUNTAINS.  ❜  
            
            THE BEOWULF QUEEN STILLS,  she has never seen dragons as large as mountains,  and those that were came from stories of drakaeldur long before raenor was ever born.    ❛  THE WEST HAS BEEN OUR ALLIES,  YOUR GRACE.  FROM  THE DAYS AENYRA MARTELL AND AEROS BEOWULF  TO QUEEN RHAENYRA AND YOUR LATE MOTHER.. ❜    her head shakes, fingers curl into fists.   she couldn’t fathom to even meet this man,  a man she has never met and yet somehow he was king, with four dragons.  LARGE dragons.  HE WAS A CONQUEROR.  and what was she?   
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battleronal

why’s all the food gone?

stagqrc

@martyrem    neither did i,   except maybe half of a donut nate left..   how generous,  he eats eleven and a half.
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battleronal

@stagqrc,      ..  i didn’t eat all day.  this has to be some kind of illegal. 
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stagqrc

@martyrem    you’re asking me,  of all people?  ask the plethora of hungry boys who just walked out.
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inhiscoffin

you might anger her.

inhiscoffin

@stagqrc,  [dark irises trail around the room, holding onto the book to her chest with a smile on her lips as she observes. a hand raising to gently pat down any loose strands of hair standing on her head,]    how can you tell? 
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stagqrc

@magicsew      mm.   i don’t think so.   there would already be tell-tale signs,  even if they’re subtle.
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buryhimgone

sounds like a problem.

buryhimgone

@stagqrc  getting used to it as much as i could be, but i’ve been thinking about how it seems like not a lot of people are glad to see me back.    [he massages his temple slightly, keon’s gaze flickering around before dark irises fall onto their surroundings before he offers a slight shrug.]    
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stagqrc

@crowrest   i suppose.  although it’s more something you learn on your own rather than by the influence of others and your own willingness to adapt to such a change in character.   [ziggy wasn’t a talker for the most part like she was in her earlier years of schooling,  unless you were in her close circle.  she preferred it that way,   but she enjoyed putting her wisdom and advice to use in means to guide those in the right direction.  even her own professor said her words were a gift and should be used]   i take it you’re getting used to being back?
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buryhimgone

@stagqrc  but it can be. or learned,    [he retorts in reply.  rested up against the wall behind keon, his eyes are on the other. but a smile can’t help but spread on his lips as he listens, it’s been awhile since he’s had such a normal conversation. well, one that didn’t involve fists or an argument.]
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salvague

are you worried?

stagqrc

@atecrow    if you feel the need to talk about it,  i’ll be more than happy to listen,  adara.  [hands clasped together in front of the queen doe’s frame,  fidgeting with a loose string of her knit sweater.  nonetheless,  she reciprocated a gentle smile towards her fellow classmate,]   i’m..  as well as i can be for now.   you?
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salvague

@stagqrc  i’d hope it doesn’t eat me alive, it would be a rather morbid scene after all.    [the joke overlooks the grave nature of her previous statement. a grin forming,]    forget it. it’s really nothing all that important, how are you? 
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stagqrc

@atecrow    mm,  i know that feeling all too well.   what truly matters is what you do with it—   will you let that feeling eat you alive or carry on as you’re expected to?   there’s a fine line between the two.
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martyir

sneaking out past curfew is very frowned upon 

stagqrc

@kingsarc   [a content hum rattled off her lips as soon as he pressed his against hers to steal a sweet kiss from her.  she couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him,  in a playful manner of course as she shook her head which was still between his grasp]   mhm..   sure you will.   don’t stay out too late though,    ..i’d like you to be snoring in bed by the time i wake up.
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martyir

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@stagqrc,       [he pushed his helmet up to rest on his head like a hat. nate reached out, hands holding her face as he leaned in to press his lips to hers,     pulling away with a shit-eating grin, ]  i’ll make it up to you,   .. promise.   
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stagqrc

@kingsarc   [her hands wrapped around her forearms as they bent behind her back upon his approach.  her gaze shifted to glance down at his hand momentarily before reverting it back up to his eyes with a slight smile]    helmet..  black outfit..   you snuck out for a ride,  didn’t you?   i’m more offended you didn’t ask if i wanted to backpack.
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carnalvice

what  the  hell   ..  is  THAT?

carnalvice

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...     a  dragon?   ARE  YOU  FOR  REAL?   (...)   holy  f—   shit.
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stagqrc

@carnalvice     it’s..  a dragon?   kinda like a cat.  but much bigger..  and can fly..  and breathes fire.
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