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Dione Euraphus As the carriage set off, its gentle swaying taking Dione away from the view of Euraphus Manor and through the streets of the Noble District, she finally had a moment of solitude to contemplate the day's early events. The beginning of her day had unfolded in ways she would never...

Dione Euraphus Describing Dione's reaction as mere astonishment would be a significant understatement. The transformation in Ser Alvingard's demeanor was truly startling – from a rarely witnessed state of surprise to a burgeoning fury. Just as she anticipated his anger to reach its peak, and...

Dione Euraphus Gort consistently surprised Dione, and as opposed to Ser Alvingard, whose expression revealed a mixture of confusion and disgust, her reaction, on the other hand, was one of delighted surprise. The ability to comprehend and communicate with Gort would only prove to be incredibly...

Dione Euraphus Ser Alvingard's steadfast certainty about the outcome of her decision only served to deepen her growing suspicion regarding the extent of Harry's hired escort's exotic nature. Could this mercenary be of a more bestial or barbaric disposition? To the point that it even offended...

Dione Euraphus Dione's attention swiftly shifted back to Ser Alvingard as he acknowledged her completion of reading the letter from Harry, clearing his throat to signify his readiness to address her. However, the words that escaped his lips instilled a sense of conflict within her. Although he...

Dione Euraphus 'Exotic?' Dione found herself momentarily taken aback. Although not an entirely unfamiliar term, it was seldom used in her presence and in most contexts, reserved only for describing those of different races. It couldn't be said that such diversity was a common thing within the...

Dione Euraphus Age: 19 Gender: Female Race: Human Profession: Aristocratic - Runescribe Background: Nobility, Eldoria Backstory: "Strength Through Unity." These were the words of House Euraphus, one of the Four Archduchies of Elodria. It was within this esteemed House, that Dione Euraphus...

Turn 2 Phaidra Larkbella "May our enemies burn." Intrigue N/A Action 1 Head to and explore the cave near Larkbella Estate Action 2 N/A Movement N/A

Turn 1 Phaidra Larkbella "May our enemies burn." Intrigue Send agents to uncover influential figures within the province of Esau in hopes of offering bribes to them. Action 1 Foward 1 Wealth in order to begin restoration of the manor Action 2 Begin training of my troops in order to advance...

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Ahhhh! There's a game discord server already? 😱

.Marcellus Fachnan ➤ 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 There, Marcellus stood in attendance among many others, solemn-like face bathed down upon in golden shimmering light by the grace of the magnificent skylight above. But for all of the precious warmth that the sun provided so benevolently, he merely felt the...

The fact that there is already lore to all of this is so interesting!

👀👀 Quite happy this is beginning to lift off

Very interested! Always up for a Beck RP!

.Marcellus Fachnan ➤ 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 In all honesty, Marcellus did not know how he felt regarding the reliability of some that surrounded the Count. At best, they could be politely described as questionable and in the worst of cases.. well, there were a few choice-worthy words better left unsaid...

Hermione Granger Rp'er Name: eloise Post Frequency: Often! Discord Name: eloise#2551 Current RP: N/A Goals: Find a way back to Britain. Continue her education in, someway. Explore this new world and its impossibilities. Equipped Titles: [Human], [Mage] Height: 5'5 in Weight: 118 lbs...

.Marcellus Fachnan ➤ 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 It was simply one thing after another, it seemed. Lupa, that brazen merchant actually dared to pat him on the shoulder and address him in an overly familiar fashion before taking her leave, then Quartermaster Peng finally arrives, with a statement upon his lips...

.Marcellus Fachnan ➤ 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 Marcellus was no fool, that was for sure. Thus, he held no appreciation for the tone being used toward him nor the way the merchant was so usually swinging around Eustacia's ring as if it were some shoddy piece of jewelry that could be found in a market. That...

.Marcellus Fachnan ➤ 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 Quietly, Marcellus sat at the table, hands absentmindedly stabbing about the rather meager yet satisfactory meal laid out before him with his dining utensils. Everything had been terrible, unbearably so, at least in his somber opinion. The mission to rescue...