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que serait-il arrivé si j'avais essayé un peu plu
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I made this SUPER simple bc I'm lazy lol.
Name: Aurelia Celeste Tryahael
Nickname(s): Ari, Goldie
Age: 112 yrs (since elves live longer)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Personality: I'll let it this develop through the plot if that's fine!
Appearance: Aurelia has faint emerald eyes, almost transparent when they're in the light. Her hair is a light golden color, that reached just past her shoulders in loose waves. Her expression is usually calm and solemn, but can sometimes slip into that of a child-like wonder. Her ears are usually covered by intricate armor, as well as the rest of her body. She wears a hood when going out.
Aurelia leaned back, slumping in the saddle as she let the reins go slack in her hand. She rolled her neck, a few pops accompanying the motion. She stretched her arms above her head before returning to her original position. The soft padding of hooves on the fore floor, the buzz of the soldiers muttering amongst themselves, and the song of birds filled her ears. They had been traveling for about a day and a half, and by now, the evening glow stretched across the horizon. Judging by the map, they should be right on top of the town, so they would have to quickly retrieve the artifact and set up camp. She pushed her hair out of her face, grinding her teeth as she thought. The queen hadn't really told her much about this expedition, not to mention she was acting weird the day that she announced her decision to begin the quest.
Aurelia tucked a long strand of hair behind her ear and scanned the forest, humming a bit to herself. "Captain?" A voice broke through her thoughts, soft and hesitant. Her sharp eyes slid to the knight beside her, mounted on a deep brown stallion. Ranier. He was a tall fellow, dark hair and eyes, with a gentle demeanor. She replied with only a nod, a subtle cue to urge him to continue. He gestured to the break in the trees ahead, branching out into a clearing. "It's up ahead," He informed. She could only assume that he was either stupid, or thought that she had been spacing out. Probably both were true. She could obviously see the worn buildings ahead, only barely lit as the sun disappeared behind the trees. She let out a soft sigh, straightening her back as they grew close and readjusting her hood, pulling it down further to cast a shadow across her face.
They decided to set up camp just outside the town, under the canopy of the trees above, safely tucked away in the undergrowth. She left three men to tend to the camp, start the fire, make the food, but took the rest to explore the town and search for the precious human artifact. On horseback, they rode in by twos, Aurelia and her second in command, Ruith at the front. It seemed rather peaceful at first glance, an abandoned town occupied now only by the vast flora and fauna, but they held their guard up nonetheless. "We'll split up," She called out, her voice echoing through the words. "Dolorem and Levi to the east side, Rainer, Maeve and Aelith to the west," She ordered, turning her head to speak over her shoulder. The telltale sold thudding of hooves confirmed that they had done as she had told. All that was left was her and Ruith.
"What are we hoping to find?" Ruith's smooth, collected voice questioned. Aurelia bit her lip, gaze cast downwards as she tried to muster up an answer. In truth, she didn't actually know. It had been such a vague premise for an expedition that she wasn't sure what they were looking for. "You'll know when you see it." Was all she replied. That was what she was told, and she didn't have a more specific answer to her Second's question. They travelled a while on horseback before she let out a frustrated sigh. "We'll continue on foot, search the houses as well," She snapped, swiftly dismounting her horse. Her cloak fluttered around her with the motion, settling as she finally dropped to the ground. She slipped the horses reins off it's neck and hastily tied it to the rotting support pillar of a nearby house. It wouldn't hold if the horse really wanted to get away, but she was certain that Geralt, her horse, wouldn't try that.
Ruith branched off to search inside the houses, and Aurelia continued, eyes scanning the area. She was frustrated, but what could she have expected? For the artifact to just be lying in the open, all signs pointed to it? It just would've been helpful to know what she was looking for in the first place. As soon as she rounded the corner of a ruined house, she came to screeching stop, eyes focusing on a distant mound of rubble. The light hit it just right, illuminating the pile with a soft glow. She promptly drew her sword, holding it tightly to her side as she cautiously approached. It seemed to be... A person? Not an orc, judging by the size, not a fae, not a dwarf... But what in the world was an elf doing out this far? This section of the forest wasn't necessarily forbidden, but it certainly wasn't recommended for travelers. With light feet, she drew near, lifting her head slightly to try and observe them. The didn't appear to have any weapons, nor were there people around waiting for an ambush, so... Why? Why was an elf so carelessly alone in a forest like this?
She used her free hand to slowly reach down and roll the elf over, immediately recoiling once she did so that she was ready for him to strike. But... He did no such thing. Still knocked out cold. She let out a sigh of relief. "Ruith," She called out, rather loudly. This caused the elf on the rubble to stir, so she quickly jumped back, gripping the hilt of her sword tighter. Her breath hitched in her throat, brows furrowing as she inspected the elf. Or... Not an elf? And elf with rounded ears? Now that she thought about it, that color of hair wasn't exactly common among her people, but... No, it couldn't be. Not after so many years. "Ruith!" She called out, this time more frantically. A million thoughts were whirling through her mind, but one stuck out from the others. Don't let anyone know. It would be dangerous, even for her own knights, to know of this, if this was truly a human as she thought. She quickly sheathed her sword and pulled the scarf from her neck. She wrapped it around the humans head, concealing his ears. Was this the artifact? No, certainly the queen couldn't have known about this.
The poor thing looked rather rough, starved and haggard. Not to mention such light clothes in the chilled weather. She pulled the cloak from her shoulders, placing it on him as a temporary blanket. She knelt next to him, staring at his face with curious eyes. She had never seen a human before. They looked pretty normal, at least on the outside. He even looked... Well, he was slightly easy on the eyes. Ruith suddenly appeared in her vision, a brow raised skeptically as he gazed at her. She cleared her throat and stood up. "He isn't awake yet. We'll take him back to camp, he'll ride with you."
Name: Aurelia Celeste Tryahael
Nickname(s): Ari, Goldie
Age: 112 yrs (since elves live longer)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Personality: I'll let it this develop through the plot if that's fine!
Appearance: Aurelia has faint emerald eyes, almost transparent when they're in the light. Her hair is a light golden color, that reached just past her shoulders in loose waves. Her expression is usually calm and solemn, but can sometimes slip into that of a child-like wonder. Her ears are usually covered by intricate armor, as well as the rest of her body. She wears a hood when going out.
Aurelia leaned back, slumping in the saddle as she let the reins go slack in her hand. She rolled her neck, a few pops accompanying the motion. She stretched her arms above her head before returning to her original position. The soft padding of hooves on the fore floor, the buzz of the soldiers muttering amongst themselves, and the song of birds filled her ears. They had been traveling for about a day and a half, and by now, the evening glow stretched across the horizon. Judging by the map, they should be right on top of the town, so they would have to quickly retrieve the artifact and set up camp. She pushed her hair out of her face, grinding her teeth as she thought. The queen hadn't really told her much about this expedition, not to mention she was acting weird the day that she announced her decision to begin the quest.
Aurelia tucked a long strand of hair behind her ear and scanned the forest, humming a bit to herself. "Captain?" A voice broke through her thoughts, soft and hesitant. Her sharp eyes slid to the knight beside her, mounted on a deep brown stallion. Ranier. He was a tall fellow, dark hair and eyes, with a gentle demeanor. She replied with only a nod, a subtle cue to urge him to continue. He gestured to the break in the trees ahead, branching out into a clearing. "It's up ahead," He informed. She could only assume that he was either stupid, or thought that she had been spacing out. Probably both were true. She could obviously see the worn buildings ahead, only barely lit as the sun disappeared behind the trees. She let out a soft sigh, straightening her back as they grew close and readjusting her hood, pulling it down further to cast a shadow across her face.
They decided to set up camp just outside the town, under the canopy of the trees above, safely tucked away in the undergrowth. She left three men to tend to the camp, start the fire, make the food, but took the rest to explore the town and search for the precious human artifact. On horseback, they rode in by twos, Aurelia and her second in command, Ruith at the front. It seemed rather peaceful at first glance, an abandoned town occupied now only by the vast flora and fauna, but they held their guard up nonetheless. "We'll split up," She called out, her voice echoing through the words. "Dolorem and Levi to the east side, Rainer, Maeve and Aelith to the west," She ordered, turning her head to speak over her shoulder. The telltale sold thudding of hooves confirmed that they had done as she had told. All that was left was her and Ruith.
"What are we hoping to find?" Ruith's smooth, collected voice questioned. Aurelia bit her lip, gaze cast downwards as she tried to muster up an answer. In truth, she didn't actually know. It had been such a vague premise for an expedition that she wasn't sure what they were looking for. "You'll know when you see it." Was all she replied. That was what she was told, and she didn't have a more specific answer to her Second's question. They travelled a while on horseback before she let out a frustrated sigh. "We'll continue on foot, search the houses as well," She snapped, swiftly dismounting her horse. Her cloak fluttered around her with the motion, settling as she finally dropped to the ground. She slipped the horses reins off it's neck and hastily tied it to the rotting support pillar of a nearby house. It wouldn't hold if the horse really wanted to get away, but she was certain that Geralt, her horse, wouldn't try that.
Ruith branched off to search inside the houses, and Aurelia continued, eyes scanning the area. She was frustrated, but what could she have expected? For the artifact to just be lying in the open, all signs pointed to it? It just would've been helpful to know what she was looking for in the first place. As soon as she rounded the corner of a ruined house, she came to screeching stop, eyes focusing on a distant mound of rubble. The light hit it just right, illuminating the pile with a soft glow. She promptly drew her sword, holding it tightly to her side as she cautiously approached. It seemed to be... A person? Not an orc, judging by the size, not a fae, not a dwarf... But what in the world was an elf doing out this far? This section of the forest wasn't necessarily forbidden, but it certainly wasn't recommended for travelers. With light feet, she drew near, lifting her head slightly to try and observe them. The didn't appear to have any weapons, nor were there people around waiting for an ambush, so... Why? Why was an elf so carelessly alone in a forest like this?
She used her free hand to slowly reach down and roll the elf over, immediately recoiling once she did so that she was ready for him to strike. But... He did no such thing. Still knocked out cold. She let out a sigh of relief. "Ruith," She called out, rather loudly. This caused the elf on the rubble to stir, so she quickly jumped back, gripping the hilt of her sword tighter. Her breath hitched in her throat, brows furrowing as she inspected the elf. Or... Not an elf? And elf with rounded ears? Now that she thought about it, that color of hair wasn't exactly common among her people, but... No, it couldn't be. Not after so many years. "Ruith!" She called out, this time more frantically. A million thoughts were whirling through her mind, but one stuck out from the others. Don't let anyone know. It would be dangerous, even for her own knights, to know of this, if this was truly a human as she thought. She quickly sheathed her sword and pulled the scarf from her neck. She wrapped it around the humans head, concealing his ears. Was this the artifact? No, certainly the queen couldn't have known about this.
The poor thing looked rather rough, starved and haggard. Not to mention such light clothes in the chilled weather. She pulled the cloak from her shoulders, placing it on him as a temporary blanket. She knelt next to him, staring at his face with curious eyes. She had never seen a human before. They looked pretty normal, at least on the outside. He even looked... Well, he was slightly easy on the eyes. Ruith suddenly appeared in her vision, a brow raised skeptically as he gazed at her. She cleared her throat and stood up. "He isn't awake yet. We'll take him back to camp, he'll ride with you."