forum Summer council Kingdom role play (open! 2 spots left!)

Started November 03, 2018 by Deleted user

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(Is Sarine ok?)

yep!

Cassius gave a slight nod to the priestess. He reached up to behind his head and untied his mask. "I suppose I should take this off if we are to start soon." A hush fell over the people as they saw his face, and his own subjects bowed in respect. He kept the mask grasped tightly in his left hand.

Mae bowed her head, but snuck a wink at Cassius. She felt like masks hide people's true emotions, like a sheet of glass protecting them from the world. Although, she thought, she herself wore more masks than anyone would ever know….

Name: Iris Glarore
Royal title: Empress
Kingdom: Sarine
Kingdom info: Sarine is surrounded on two sides by water, one side by dark forests, the other by lush, green plains. Sarine itself has colder climates, many woods, and not that much light.
Sexuality: Pansexual
Gender: Female
Status: (how did they become ruler? bloodline, magic, killing previous ruler, etc.) Bloodline, although some speculate conspiracies against her because she doesn't have many common traits with her parents.
Age: 28
Appearance: Silver eyes, jet black hair which ends at her waist. Her hair is straight and sharp, like her features. She is of a smaller build, her hair creating curtains around her face. Despite that, she is formidable and highly respected, giving an sense of authority to everyone she talks too. Most are drawn in by her eyes.
Magic: Ice/Freezing. She is able to emit ice from the air, or freeze any liquids - including blood.
Personality: Too many fear her for her powers, knowing her ability to freeze them with nothing more than a cold stare. But inside she does has sympathy to give, and all in all she is lonely. Raised as an only child and having an ill father, a mother who fled, she was cold from the beginning. Her sarcasm is biting, she is blunt, but fair.

Iris walked, her face a frozen mask, eyes never betraying her features. Staring at Mae, she gave a polite but small curtsy, watching as a strand of her hair fell out of line. Tucking it behind her ear, she glanced at the others. Back straight, face neutral. The picture of royalty.

"Empress," Cassius said, tilting his head a fraction towards her as greeting. "Welcome. The ceremony will be staring soon."

Mae gave Iris a small smile. She saw Iris' mask, as she always did with some monarchs. Though, she supposed, Iris saw hers' just as well

(Mae and Iris: Metaphorical masks to hide their pain

Cassius, an intellectual: Physical masks to hide his pain)

Mae nodded to Cassius, and Followed the priests to the giant Navy blue bonfire in a onyx stone pit.

Nodding in reply to Cassius, and subtlety to Mae, she turned to look around. Noting the mask Cassius held in one hand, she lowered her eyes as a greeting of respect in his prescence.

A priest threw bundles of herbs into the fire, chanting sacred blessings. He motioned for the rulers to stand in a straight line, to recieve blessings

"You don't have to do that," he muttered to Iris. "You won't be struck by a curse if your eyes land on my face." He went up to stand by Mae immediately after.

(Bye!)
Following suite, Iris quirked a faint smile. She stayed silent, as the ritual would call for, but couldn't resist, "Is it oh-so impolite to show a drop respect?"

"Not even my people are showing much respect," he whispered, allowing himself a small smile. "I rarely take my mask off. Enjoy looking while you can."

(I'm going to say Astrid was there the whole time because I got a little behind…)
Astrid stood by Iris in the line facing forward with a straight face and remained silent. She closed her eyes momentarily in an attempt to calm herself, she always got nervous at these kinds of events, but she was never allowed to show it. She breathed deeply and reopened her eyes, awaiting what would come next in the ritual.

(Imma make cerulean enter with a very simple mask)
Cerulean fixed his dark blue and silver mask and walked in through the doors. He looked around then with a monotone expression, he found a spot.

Giving as large of an eye-roll as she dared to, Iris shifted her frozen gaze to fall on Astrid… ahh yes, water and plant life. Also known as the peacemaker. Secretly, Iris admired Astrid's responsible nature in terms of war, but they came from completely different sides. While Astrid's kingdom drew power from the sun and light, Iris was formidable for her ice and coldness.

Astrid felt the cool stares from Iris and it send a shiver down her spine. She knew of Iris's people well. Their kingdom's got along well enough, but Astrid's kingdom didn't want much to do with the kingdom of Sarine as they were feared for their cold personalities. Astrid continued to face forward, trying to ignore the other rulers for the time being.

Cerulean watched as Iris and Astrid eyeballed each other. Astrid’s kingdom was a lot like his own, with them being peaceful however Iris’s was the exact opposite.

Cassian cleared his throat awkwardly. He felt naked without his mask on, though he knew the ceremony required it off. He just hoped he didn't look as uncomfortable as he felt.

Cerulean saw another male who looked as fidgety as he felt. He walked closer to him and observed him