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Hello there! I found a really nice song and it reminded me of the book series ACOTAR. This won't be a roleplay based off that or in that fandom in anyway, but if you know of it, it could be helpful. This will have more explaination in the plot, but for now we'll write down the rules and other things. Please don't post unless you intend on joining the roleplay. ♢ Links: Roleplay Thread: - link - Discussion Thread: - Link - ♢ Rules 1: You'll be required to write 200-400 words per character reply. Typos can be excused but grammar is needed. 2: LGBTQIA+ Characters will always and forever be welcome! Flirting, kissing and making out are fine but keep it to Eve (Sixbears)'s guidelines. Along with violent things such as a characters death or a fight. 3: Reservations will only last 24 hours. Extensions won't happen here, sorry. 4: You may play unlimited smaller characters unless this rule is changed later on. 5: What I say goes, I am the creator here. I control the weather, time, etc. If you have ideas, PM me. 6: Hate the character, not the person. 7: If you join and never actually roleplay with us, or you're inactive for too long your character can and probably will be kicked out/killed off. 8: No overpowered characters, Mary Sue's, Weeping Willows or any of that. 9: You absolutely can have a bit of a sad backstory but don't go overboard with it. 10: I have the right to decline any character sheet if it does not meet the requirements, no complaining. 11: WIP marked forms will not be accepted. Finish your sign-up sheet. 12: You may only have 1 character in a high role. 13: If you include another character in your backstory played by another player, PM them and check with them first! I'll also check with them to make sure 14: Have fun :D These rules are subject to change should I feel like something is needed to be added or taken out ~ If you've read this far, add the word "Crystal" somewhere in the 'Other' section on your character sheet. |
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Plot The main plot revolves around the engagement between Aether, the High Lord of the Night Court, and Solfrid, the High Lady of the Day Court. Aether reluctantly agrees to the engagement to quell pressure from the Night Court, while Solfrid sees it as a power move to take control of another Court. Humans, hailing from the impoverished side of life, find themselves in Day Court territory and become unwitting pawns in a political game. Initially treated as guests, the humans sense something is amiss. When Aether arrives to announce the engagement, they are moved to a makeshift arena for the amusement of the Day Court. Aether, feeling a connection to one of the humans, helps them navigate the challenges. He maintains the facade of engagement while secretly trying to bring the human to the Night Court for safety. As the plot unfolds, it introduces drama between the Night and Day Courts, with potential involvement from the Winter and Spring Courts later on. The human's ultimate destiny is to become the High Lady of the Night Court, but a curse from the Day Court complicates their journey. The backdrop includes a world where High Fae possess powers like immortality and shapeshifting, while minor powers are more widespread. The tension between the Night and Day Courts, the humans' struggles, and the political machinations contribute to a rich and evolving roleplay narrative. |
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Roles Night Court: High Lord: Aether | Played by Salem (Illyrian) High Lady: X Second in Command: Open Third in Command: Open General & Army Commander: Open Spymaster: Sabela Aldara Iria | Played by Sanania (Illyrian) Other Fae Members & Army: Tynan | Played by FrostyK (Drow/Dark Fae) Mavros Scáthán | Played by Salem (Gean-Cánach) Maeve | Played by East MountainClan (Illyrian) - Army member Irides Nic | Played by dumpsterfire (Illyrian/pixie) - Army Member - - ♢ Day Court: High Lady: Solfrid | Played by Written The Wolf (High Fae) High Lord: X Second In Command: Saurer Kopf | Played by dumpsterfire (Pixie Mix) Third In Command: General & Army Commander: Spymaster: Gwyneria | Played by East MountainClan (Shifter) Other Fae Members: Nevari | Played by East MountainClan (Water Fae) Dai | Played by Written the Wolf (Unsure, regular day fae) - - - - ♢ Humans: Soon to be High Lady: Cathrine Donnaugh | Played by FrostyK (Human) Scout: Scout 2: Hunter: Matthew Michaelson | Played by FrostyK (Human) Hunter 2: Valerie Ambre Thaïs | Played by Sanania (Human) ~ Other: (yet to find their place & for fun characters) Arnati | Played by Written The Wolf (some kinda nature spirit/fae im assuming) Aziel Castor | Played by Salem (High Fae/Illyrian) |
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Sign-Up Sheet Name: Age: Gender: Role: Sexuality (optional): Pronouns: Description (at least 6 sentences): Personality (4 Minimum): Likes (2 at least): Dislikes (at least 2): Other: ♢ I'll put my character sheet below as an example. Please read the rules, because it says important things about the roleplay and signup sheets. Please do research on fae things too, it helps out a lot. It doesn't have to be super realistic but y'know, fun. The army commander in the night court must be Illyrian too! Also, to play the high lady of the day court and to play the future high lady of the night court, please PM me. |
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Name: Aether Vairon Age: 564 Gender: Male Role: High Lord Sexuality (optional): Bisexual Pronouns: He/Him Description (at least 6 sentences): Aether, a high fae of commanding presence, stands tall (6’2) with an air of regality. His sleek, jet-black hair cascades down in gentle waves, framing his chiseled features. His eyes, a mesmerizing deep royal purple, radiate an otherworldly aura, hinting at the arcane power that courses through him. Cloaked in shadows, Aether’s attire consists of a seamless blend of elegance and mystery, comprised of all black garments that exude an ethereal allure. Aether’s wardrobe features a tailored, fitted coat with intricate embroidery in subtle shades of midnight. His voice resonates with a captivating blend of authority and grace, carrying a melodic undertone that seems to echo through the very fabric of his magical essence. Though commanding, his voice holds a hint of warmth, drawing those around him into a sense of enchantment. Aether’s visage remains clean-shaven, emphasizing the finely sculpted lines of his face. On his right hand palm, an intricately drawn eye of black ink marks him surrounded by smaller stars and moons. On his left shoulder, a series of ethereal tattoos tell tales of his victories throughout time. Personality (4 Minimum): Confident Arrogant Intelligent Jealous Judgemental Aggressive (at times, most times) Likes (2 at least): Stargazing Music (singing, dancing, etc.) Flying Reading Dislikes (at least 2): Walking Silence Loud people Misunderstandings Other: He has a bit too much magic, so something he loves to do is light up his kingdom with crystals and make them glow. It gives their territory a magical feeling, if it didn't already. ~ Name: Aziel Castor Age: Unknown Gender: Male Role: Other Sexuality (optional): Fluid Pronouns: He/Him Description (at least 6 sentences): Aziel Castor is one of the first of the Illyrians, one of resolute strength and unwavering fearlessness, he stands out as a formidable figure in the realm of the Fae. His thematic essence is a striking blend of black and white, embodying a stark contrast that mirrors his unyielding resolve. Aziel’s eyes, devoid of pupils, emit a faint yet captivating white glow, hinting at the ethereal power that courses through him. His bat-like wings, an extension of his enigmatic nature, unfurl with a span that commands both attention and respect. Cloaked in attire that echoes the duality of his theme, Aziel Castor wears a black ensemble adorned with intricate white patterns reminiscent of swirling shadows. His armor, a fusion of strength and grace, is crafted with Illyrian precision, offering both protection and flexibility. A defining feature is the tattoo of shadowy vines winding up his left arm, a living testament to his connection with the mystical forces that surround him. The vines seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy, mirroring the ebb and flow of Aziel’s power. His mindset, “Fear is a liar”, is not just a mantra but a guiding principal. Aziel Castor strides through the realms with a confidence born of overcoming the shadows that others succumb to. In every step, he challenges the very essence of fear, embodying the indomitable spirit of the Illyrian Fae. Personality (4 Minimum): Fearless Leader. Aziel exudes natural leadership, fearlessly taking charge in challenging situations. Unyielding Determination. He approaches challenges with unrelenting resolve, pushing through obstacles with a steadfast spirit. Loyal Companion. Despite his strong exterior, Aziel is fiercely loyal to those he cares about. Overbearing Confidence. Aziel's confidence, while often an asset, can occaisionally border on overbearing. Impulsive Risk-taker. His fearless nature sometimes leads Aziel Castor to be overly impulsive, taking risks without fully considering the consequences. Likes (2 at least): Moonlit Flights. He finds solace and exhilaration in soaring through the night sky under the gentle glow of the moon, reveling in the freedom of flight. Ancient Myths and Legends. Intrigued by the mysteries of the past, Aziel has a deep appretiation for ancient myths and legends, especially the stories he hears about himself. He finds them interesting too! Silent Reflection. In moments of solitude, Aziel values the quiet that allows him to reflect on his experiences. Dislikes (at least 2): Deceptive Tactics. Aziel harbors a strong disdain for those who resort to deceit and underhanded tactics, preferring honesty and directness in all his dealings. Injustice. His sense of justice is unwavering, and Aziel despies witnessing any form of cruelty, opression or unfairness, prompting him to intervene whenever possible. Closed-Mindedness. Aziel finds it irksome when others refuse to entertain different perspectives or remain close-minded, valuing open discourse and understanding. Other: His age is marked unknown, since he's the oldest known Fae alive. Being immortal and all. He's among the first of the Illyrian species, and ever since he disappeared in a war long ago he was thought dead by them. He was found by members of the High Fae and rescued by them. They tried to turn him into a High Fae but failed, though he kept some kinds of powers from them. He shadow-travels like a regular illyrian, still the same like that. However, his strength is unbeatable, and he gained the power to shapeshift as well. There's still a few things to learn about him, but thats a bit. He's no longer Illyrian fully, and not part High Fae either. He's something more powerful than High Fae, with the appearance of being Illyrian like he was before. (more powerful meaning very slightly) He's only known among the High Fae lords and ladies these days, sometimes the second in commands learn of his existance. He gave the idea to light up crystals among Night Court territory to Aether. ~ Name: Mavros Scáthán Age: 548 Gender: Male Role: Regular Dark Fae (Gean-Cánach) Sexuality (optional): Biterrified. (Scared to actually interact with males that way) Pronouns: He/They Description (at least 6 sentences): Mavros Scáthán, a dark fae known as Gean-Cánach, stands at 6’0 with an air of otherworldly elegance. His skin is a hauntingly pale canvas that enhances the contrast of his features. Demonically black, his eyes possess an unsettling depth, with golden cracks coursing through the obsidian, adding an ethereal allure. Mavros adorns himself in exclusively all-black attire that accentuates his mysterious aura. His mid-length short, wavy black hair frames his face, echoing the darkness of his eyes. No facial hair adorns his features, maintaining a sharp and enigmatic countenance. The centrepiece of his ensemble is a tailored black shirt with subtle asymmetrical designs, showcasing his attention to detail. Chains cascade from his belt, jingling with each deliberate step, adding a touch of audible drama to his presence. His pants, snug yet flexible, are decorated with silver accents that catch the eye without diminishing the overall darkness of the attire. Completing the look, Mavros wears combat boots that echo with each confidant stride. The boots, laced tightly, contribute to his imposing stature, and their matte black finish compliments the rest of his ensemble seamlessly. Personality (4 Minimum): Charismatic Charm. Mavros possesses an irrisitble charisma that draws others towards him effortlessly. Empathetic Listener. He can delve into the depths of someone's emotions, providing a comforting presence that allows others to open up to him. Deceptive Manipulation. Mavros can be dangerously adept at manipulating others, using his charm to achieve his own secretive motives. Emotional Draining. In intimate connections, Mavros has a tendency to emotionally drain those close to him, unintentionally leaving a sense of emptiness in the wake of his interactions. Addictive Temptation. Mavros's presence can become addictive, causing others to become obsessed with him. This temptation can lead individuals down paths they might otherwise avoid. Likes (2 at least): Moonlit Serenity. Mavros finds solace and tranquility in the serene glow of moonlight. Hauntingly Beautiful Melodies. Mavros has a profound apprecitation for hauntingly beautiful melodies, especially those with dark and melancholic tones. Twlight Forests. He finds a peculiar enchantment in twilight forests, where the boundry between day and night blurs into an otherworldly realm. Dislikes (at least 2): Blantant Betrayal. Mavros harbors a deep disdain for those who betray trust openly. Being a creature of intricate relationships, he dispies the disruption of the delicate bonds he forms with others. Overly Bright Enviroments. The harshness of overly bright enviroments discomforts Mavros. Forced Vulnerability. Mavros is wary of situations that force him to be overly vulnerable or expose his deepest emotions without his choosing. Other: Weirdly enough, because Mavros likes dark or sort of dark places you can find him in caves that contain crystals just hanging out and admiring them. 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Name: (First, Last) Catherine Donnaugh Nickname: Caite Age: 24 Gender: Female Sexuality: Heterosexual Role: Soon to be High Lady Personality: Caite is headstrong just like her Irish father. Her mother died when she was a young child, so she doesn’t know very many manners fit for a lady. She loves to be out in the dirt and working with the animals as much as she can. Caite doesn't fit the quiet, womanly mold with her love of being able to express her own mind and feelings. The young woman has a firey temper that makes her Irish accent thicker when she gets frustrated. She spends some of her free time reading or drawing the different people. She doesn't trust easily but will be friendly to those around her. She likes to spend time on her own, though it isn't always possible. She is insecure about her scar from the accident when she was a small child and prefers to not speak about it or show it off. She is protective of those she cares about, maybe almost a little too protective as she will put herself in harms way to protect someone. Appearance: Caite knows she has curves and she tries to hide them as best as she can. She has shapely hips and rump that melt into long athletic legs. Her upper body has a slightly larger than normal but not over large chest with a flat stomach that many have envied her for. Her mother’s family has strong cheekbones that make Caite’s dark gaze look even more intense when she isn’t smiling. Her eyes are a more almond shape with a little button nose that gives her a more natural beauty. Caite has emerald green eyes that seem to pull people in when she talks. Her lips are full and plump and has waist length dark brown hair that carries a natural wave when she is fresh out of the water. Some scars litter her skin due to fights she has gotten into. There is a particularly large one that runs from her right collar bone down to her left thigh. Caite stands at 5'8" flat footed and weighs 170lbs of solid muscle, mainly from spending so much time working in fields and helping keep up the castle. 
[credit goes to malachitinous on picrew] She wears clothes that are common for the Medieval Era, though sometimes she will wear pants if she is doing something more physical. She prefers men's clothing with riding boots, riding pants, a billowy shirt and a corset, though she will wear a dress as request or required, though she will fight against it as much as possible. Backstory: Caite grew up helping her father and older brothers on their small farm. Her older sister always chastised her for spending more time outside doing manual labor instead of focusing on trying to find a husband. Caite could be partially responsible for leading her friends astray to wanting to be outside instead of lounging about day dreaming about marriages. It was not something that she was truly worried about as her father seemed more concerned with getting her older sister and brothers married first. Caite was one to get into a little bit of mischief as a younger child and even though she has grown, it doesn't take much to convince her to get into some sort of mess. The scar that crosses her torso from a wagon accident that took her mother's life but seemed to spare her own. Even though she has a beautiful singing voice, since the leaving her family; Caite has refused to sing let alone have much to do with music as that was a huge part of her family. Hidden talents: She has a good singing voice. Can learn things by doing and mimicking. Caite can play piano, or similar instrument for medieval times, though she hasn't touched one lately. Fears: Being alone. Not understanding where she is. Losing her friends and family. Hurting the people she cares about. Not being good enough for someone. Strengths: She has an easier time bonding with animals. Her natural strength. Thinking through different situations. Thinking on her feet quickly. Weaknesses: Hard headed. Doesn't trust easily. Animals and children. Her family. Her scar in the sense that she is insecure about it. Likes: Animals Music Children Cherry tarts Dislikes: Being confined. People who are cruel to animals and children. Not being able to be herself. Overly Rude people. Anything else you want to share: Caite can be a bit clumsy, especially when she gets embarrassed or frustrated. Her Irish accent gets stronger as she gets more embarrassed due to her father primarily speaking in Irish when she was growing up and made sure all of his children could speak fluently. Other: Caite's voice claim is Liz Gilles. Also she has only seen crystals in passing shops while with her father on their trips to market to sell the few horses that they have each year for sale. (Please let me know if I need to change anything about her.) |
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❦︎ Name: Tynan The name comes from the Gaelic origins and holds the meaning of being dark. It is a very unique and rare name in itself. ❦︎ Age: 100 ❦︎ Gender: Male ❦︎ Race/Species: Drow/Dark Fae ❦︎ Role/Rank: Fae Guard ❦︎ Sexuality (Optional): Bisexual but Leans towards Women ❦︎ Appearance: The night sky is envious of his skin and newly fallen snow is envious of his shoulder length hair. Both strikingly different from each other but similar in their vibrancy. His eyes are a bright, almost neon blue with dark purple irises. Tynan was gifted with similar feminine facial features like his sister, but they carry a more sinister look that has an air of arrogance in it. He has slightly pointed ears that poke through his hair when he leaves it down. His lips are plump and compliment the shape of his cheek bones and structures of his face. Tynan stands at 5’8” with a muscular build. He has slightly wider shoulders that taper into a slightly thinner waist that meld into muscular legs. Tynan loves to smile but it always seems to be cynical with very little joy or happiness present. The male is covered in various scars from his years of fighting as a mercenary. They are the most prevalent on his arms since he chooses to wear vests and sleeveless shirts as well as riding pants and boots. He has a large sword that resides on his left hip with a couple daggers adorning his right. Tynan loves to wear blacks or dark blues for his clothing. Sometimes he will wrap his forearms and hands but many times they have a pair of worn leather bracers that at one point had been beautifully decorated. ❦︎ Personality: Tynan is the very definition of knavish. He has little to no empathy or sympathy for those that he thinks are lower than himself, basically everyone. He has a hatred for those of his kind which is why he became a mercenary working for many of the groups that hate Fae. He can be extremely facetious and haughty. Tynan knows that people are drawn to him because of his looks and the male takes advantage of that. He will flirt with anyone if it helps him get just one step closer to finding his sister or getting him riches. Tynan refuses to talk about his family. There is a deep rooted hatred that causes the male’s bright eyes to go almost black with rage if anything is brought up about his past. This man will kill you first instead of asking questions. Many of those that have worked with him call Tynan ruthless and unfeeling. They warn people to not get on the Fae’s bad side as he will not hesitate to eliminate anyone or anything. ❦︎ Likes: Killing Riches Toying with People’s emotions Torturing people Kittens & Puppies ❦︎ Dislikes: People Losing Spiders Silly tricks His time being wasted. ❦︎ Strengths: He is physically strong and uses his height to his advantage. He is also adept with long swords and broad swords. He can keep most of his emotions under control. ❦︎ Weaknesses: His hatred/anger towards his family. Small kittens with their little toe beans. He is also deathly allergic to spider venom and can not be bitten. He is also horrible with ranged attacks. ❦︎ Crush: N/A ❦︎ Significant Other: N/A ❦︎ Pets(Optional): Possibly. ❦︎ Backstory (optional): Zeb and Tynan’s parents were killed when they were small children. Tynan was playing with a friend when they returned to his home to find it burning and his parents lying dead outside. His sister Zeb was nowhere to be found. He called out to her but was met with the evil smile of the leader of a group of mercenaries that was passing through since he was sitting on the side of the road crying. The Orcarian mercenary did take some pity on the small fae, and by some it meant very little. Tynan was raised to be a killer and work for those that paid the highest price. He wasn’t shown the deepest of feelings so grew cold and a hatred for those around him. Tynan found out what had happened to Zeb during one of the jobs, and yes he started very early as it made sense because people always want to help a small child. Since that day he has harbored a deep hatred for his sister, thinking that she abandoned him to live a more luxurious lifestyle. His hatred has masked the love that he still has for her but it is blinding him. He blames her for the death of their parents and the life that he has been made to live. Other: Nan has held a crystal and wants to have more. |
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Name: Arnati Age: 30 human years-um I'll explain: this fae goes through reincarnations [she does not have direct link to her previous lives, more so she is aware of the fact that she reincarnates, but it takes effort to recall past memories-like dream magic of sorts or she can be given visions from other magic creatures through dreams too, so she does not have to be the one to make that effort, but if she is not aware of the fact that dream is a vision she might dismiss its importance. This Fae takes on different form in each life and currently she is human, unless you are fine with character being a talking cat?] Gender: female Role: no role, she can be a side-character of sorts when it comes to politics and fighting, cause her primary role is to protect this certain forest and that is her highest priority. She can help out, be advisor or something when needed. My inital idea for her is to be active in discussions, seeking out ways to ensure safety of her terrain, and see what happens from there. Sexuality (optional): dunno Pronouns: she/her Description (at least 6 sentences): Tall, has some muscle definition from being highly active on daily basis, modest attributes, so besides pointy ears,she can flick and move like foxes do, her silhouette is defined by pair of half translucent wings that are about as tall as her with their lower edge brushing her mid calf, and upper curve barerly exceeding top of her head. Wings are foldable like in a ladybug with tough covers to protect more sensitive flight wings. Main colors dominating her image are rich,deep tones of rose and almost red, with lighter pinks as highlights. Feel free to use following image for color scheme:  Her hair is combination of dark and regular fuchisia color, with few strands of white or black hidden among lucious, thick mane which commonly rests messily against her back in shape of loose waves. Somehow there are always at least a couple of pink carnations tucked somwhere in her hair, be it on crown, or behind ear, or tangled somewhere further below. Carnation symbolizes both death and happiness, depends on ones perception, which ties to her duty where she wants her forest to be happy and safe, but nature requires balance of life and death to opperate so despite beauty, youth, freshness, one cannot look at nature without knowing about destruction, death and decaying. Arnati loves to decorate her pale complexion with makeup made from flowers and berries, she is not going too big on it, prefering subtle, sweet look of blush and glittery eyeshadow. She has black eyes with dark pink irises and black pupils which is not weird for fairies, thou it might hint at her origins or dark night fae. Outfits are of cutesty aesthetics, firly dresses, bright colors, with some fixes that make it easier to move through forest so pants with blouse and straw hat are also something she wears. Personality (4 Minimum): Kind and caring, brings sense of warmth and safety to those around her. Focused on her purpose of protecting her terrain/forest and all creatures within, she can communicate with all of them to an extent. Sensitive to others' emotions, even thoughts/intentions but only if they are within her terrain where her powers are stronger and it is not mind reading like word for word, but a gut feeling/perception of sorts. Dismisses anything that does not affect or revolves around her duty, she sees it as a distraction and she does not allow herself many breaks from her job anyway. Likes (2 at least): nature(biased towards her forest), those who care about nature, watching forest, staying outside as much as she has time for, making magical mixes for later(prepping), mentally challenging games like chess or cards that take bit more luck, but whatever X) or quizes too, talking about how great nature is-she can go on for hours on that topic Dislikes (at least 2): if you harm nature of course, sudden shifts of events be it withing nature(which she has understanding for, like if big storm is brewing, she knows nature requires change, but still mourns for plants and animals that will get hurt or killed) or something among fae folk, spending time away from her forest, being played with or pranked no matter the intent behind it, not being in the loop about latest happenings Other: She was born with magic, so her magic is not dependent on any type of object like crystal or stone or tree, and as such cannot be stolen. Her power is at medium level, has most power within her terrain and mostly uses said powers for needs of the forest. |
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My character Arnati can be on either side of this story, as night or day fae, but either way she is not truly evil, her actions align with what is best for her forest, she stubbornly defends it and takes little to no risks with it. She can have interactions with other fae and friends, even lover, but job comes first, even above whatever high lords/ladies decide for it is not only a job, but a lifetime duty. P.S. I would like it if it were possible to have some kind of forest that belongs to her established as soon as we start, so people are no confused by her existence X) I don't know much about how faes work in this particular case, so I am thorwing out my ideas hoping they can get incorporated if not, I will edit them to fit. |
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we can probably work this out more in a discussion thread (whenever i decide to make it) but that seems like a fun thing to add. Like, im thinking maybe she was given a forest between the night and day court and their war threatens the forest so she appears to both of 'em at random times trying to keep peace or somethin'. Character accepted by the by And because that's not a typical fae creature (by these standards) we could have her be some kind that's forgotten about by regular fae and only known by the high lords/ladies and their second in command or somethin'? we can work on it lol
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My character Arnati can be on either side of this story, as night or day fae, but either way she is not truly evil, her actions align with what is best for her forest, she stubbornly defends it and takes little to no risks with it. She can have interactions with other fae and friends, even lover, but job comes first, even above whatever high lords/ladies decide for it is not only a job, but a lifetime duty. P.S. I would like it if it were possible to have some kind of forest that belongs to her established as soon as we start, so people are no confused by her existence X) I don't know much about how faes work in this particular case, so I am thorwing out my ideas hoping they can get incorporated if not, I will edit them to fit.
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