Spindel came into the world on a dark and stormy night, lightning flashed through the sky and the ground shook as thunder rolled. Rain pelted the kingdom as her mother, Queen Arcachne, held her tiny baby girl, who was carefully wrapped in a spider silk blanket. She smiled and kissed the baby's head, whispering softly to her child "You shall grow into someone magnificent".
Spindel grew up sheltered in the walls of her palace, her mother saw no use for nannies and instead opted to teach Spindel everything she'd learn to know herself. There was a lot to take in over the years, things such as good posture, handwriting, and governing as well as the basics of the troubled world the kingdom was apart of.
Seren was a safe haven for all matters of supernatural beings, and it existed alongside man and it's developing world. As future queen, Spindel had to learn all she could about the world of man and the people living there, as well as learn everything about the creatures that would be her subjects. It was a time consuming task, one that ate up nearly all of Spindel's free time, leaving her with little time to socialize and play with the other children, most of whom were the offspring of servants, who lived in and around the castle.
As Spindel grew, she began to take after her mother in both attitude, and appearance. Her light skin darkened to the usual gray that her kind had.Her hair was long, straight and flowed over her shoulders and down her back, it's light green hue grew darker as she aged. Her eyes remained the same, dark violet color she'd had in her youth, and she emulated her mother's grace and poise wherever she went. Queen Arachne was a beloved queen, fair and just, who had her people's priorities at heart. Spindel had large shoes to fill, and when her mother decided to step down, she knew it wasn't going to be an easy task. Relations with man were beginning to fray, as world governments worried about the isolated nation of "freaks" which operated under it's own laws and government. Some subjects had gone missing, presumed kidnapped by man and used for horrible, inhuman experiments. More disturbingly, there was an influx of beings who were hybrids of man, and beast.
These strange arrivals and the growing pressure from the outside has many citizens fearing for their own safety, and in these times of fear, they look to their queen for guidance.
Spindel took on the throne when she was around the age of 20, and was thrust to head the growing situation. Working tirelessly, she's been drafting agreements, expanding the kingdom and working with man in order to promote peace. However, peace came at a cost, and when diplomacy failed, the only remaining option was to fight.
Spindel sighed and rubbed her eyes, looking over the stacks of papers on her desk, she frowned. The pages were all reports, of vandalism and attacks supposedly organized by parties from the outside, beyond the mountain range which separated Seren from the outside. Some detailed simple vandalism, others were missing person reports. The people were growing restless, many were calling out for blood. Her attempts to speak with the higher ups in the world of man had been fruitless, as none of them seemed to trust the word of a spider. An insulting notion, but there was nothing she could do about small minded fools who were unwilling to consider peace. Spindel sighed again, leaning back in her chair she looked out the large, plate glass windows which overlooked her kingdom down below. The sun was beginning to go down, which meant the majority of her subjects would be coming out. The vampires especially, as they didn't care for sunlight.
It was time to address the new recruits... Many men and woman were being drafted into the guard, on account that it seemed the kingdom was heading for war. Many lives had already been lost, and Spindel wasn't keen on losing more...
Standing, Spindel straightened out the layers of her long, dark dress. he gown hung off her shoulders and sported a glittering, diamond shaped jewel in the center. The skirt trailed on the floor and made a soft whooshing sound as she crossed the room. Stopping in front of the mirror, Spindel straightened the crown which rested upon her head. A simple, silver piece of twisted metal which looked like the webs her kind was famous for creating.It sat atop a head of long, green hair that hung down her back. It framed her slender face and large, violet eyes. She remained here for a moment, collecting herself before having to address her people. It was something her mother did, and Spin found it helpful. In the privacy of her office, she could collect her thoughts. There was a knock at the door, followed by a voice. "We're ready for you my lady". Spindel took a breath, turned to the door, and opened it, revealing her personal assistant, a fire spirit naked Ignis. "Thank you Ignis..."
Ignis fell in step beside her queen as Spindel began to walk down the hall, she also closed he door behind her. "Have the recruits been gathered?" Spindel asked, without looking to the woman. Ignis nodded, and pulled out a file, within it, the names an information on the men and woman gathering in the great hall. "Yes my lady, they are arriving now, and waiting for you".
Spindel took the folder and started skimming the pages. "Very good then...".
She sighed. Most of these people were farmers and merchants, not fighters. She knew they probably weren't thrilled about being drafted, but desperate times called for desperate measures. And these, were certainly desperate times.
Spindel grew up sheltered in the walls of her palace, her mother saw no use for nannies and instead opted to teach Spindel everything she'd learn to know herself. There was a lot to take in over the years, things such as good posture, handwriting, and governing as well as the basics of the troubled world the kingdom was apart of.
Seren was a safe haven for all matters of supernatural beings, and it existed alongside man and it's developing world. As future queen, Spindel had to learn all she could about the world of man and the people living there, as well as learn everything about the creatures that would be her subjects. It was a time consuming task, one that ate up nearly all of Spindel's free time, leaving her with little time to socialize and play with the other children, most of whom were the offspring of servants, who lived in and around the castle.
As Spindel grew, she began to take after her mother in both attitude, and appearance. Her light skin darkened to the usual gray that her kind had.Her hair was long, straight and flowed over her shoulders and down her back, it's light green hue grew darker as she aged. Her eyes remained the same, dark violet color she'd had in her youth, and she emulated her mother's grace and poise wherever she went. Queen Arachne was a beloved queen, fair and just, who had her people's priorities at heart. Spindel had large shoes to fill, and when her mother decided to step down, she knew it wasn't going to be an easy task. Relations with man were beginning to fray, as world governments worried about the isolated nation of "freaks" which operated under it's own laws and government. Some subjects had gone missing, presumed kidnapped by man and used for horrible, inhuman experiments. More disturbingly, there was an influx of beings who were hybrids of man, and beast.
These strange arrivals and the growing pressure from the outside has many citizens fearing for their own safety, and in these times of fear, they look to their queen for guidance.
Spindel took on the throne when she was around the age of 20, and was thrust to head the growing situation. Working tirelessly, she's been drafting agreements, expanding the kingdom and working with man in order to promote peace. However, peace came at a cost, and when diplomacy failed, the only remaining option was to fight.
Spindel sighed and rubbed her eyes, looking over the stacks of papers on her desk, she frowned. The pages were all reports, of vandalism and attacks supposedly organized by parties from the outside, beyond the mountain range which separated Seren from the outside. Some detailed simple vandalism, others were missing person reports. The people were growing restless, many were calling out for blood. Her attempts to speak with the higher ups in the world of man had been fruitless, as none of them seemed to trust the word of a spider. An insulting notion, but there was nothing she could do about small minded fools who were unwilling to consider peace. Spindel sighed again, leaning back in her chair she looked out the large, plate glass windows which overlooked her kingdom down below. The sun was beginning to go down, which meant the majority of her subjects would be coming out. The vampires especially, as they didn't care for sunlight.
It was time to address the new recruits... Many men and woman were being drafted into the guard, on account that it seemed the kingdom was heading for war. Many lives had already been lost, and Spindel wasn't keen on losing more...
Standing, Spindel straightened out the layers of her long, dark dress. he gown hung off her shoulders and sported a glittering, diamond shaped jewel in the center. The skirt trailed on the floor and made a soft whooshing sound as she crossed the room. Stopping in front of the mirror, Spindel straightened the crown which rested upon her head. A simple, silver piece of twisted metal which looked like the webs her kind was famous for creating.It sat atop a head of long, green hair that hung down her back. It framed her slender face and large, violet eyes. She remained here for a moment, collecting herself before having to address her people. It was something her mother did, and Spin found it helpful. In the privacy of her office, she could collect her thoughts. There was a knock at the door, followed by a voice. "We're ready for you my lady". Spindel took a breath, turned to the door, and opened it, revealing her personal assistant, a fire spirit naked Ignis. "Thank you Ignis..."
Ignis fell in step beside her queen as Spindel began to walk down the hall, she also closed he door behind her. "Have the recruits been gathered?" Spindel asked, without looking to the woman. Ignis nodded, and pulled out a file, within it, the names an information on the men and woman gathering in the great hall. "Yes my lady, they are arriving now, and waiting for you".
Spindel took the folder and started skimming the pages. "Very good then...".
She sighed. Most of these people were farmers and merchants, not fighters. She knew they probably weren't thrilled about being drafted, but desperate times called for desperate measures. And these, were certainly desperate times.