<div style="text-align: center"><u>Name:</u><br/>
<b><b><i><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F236x%2F00%2Fd5%2Fc5%2F00d5c5d2bab4606b786adece68e198c7--horse-armor-horse-gear.jpg&amp;hash=e2b8433c3ca720d62b6b8ddd5516c707" href="https://i.pinimg.com/236x/00/d5/c5/00d5c5d2bab4606b786adece68e198c7--horse-armor-horse-gear.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">Dia Fellan</span></a></i><br/>
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<u>Age:</u><br/>
<b><b><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">21</span><br/>
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<u>Equipment:</u><br/>
<b><b><i><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fencrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com%2Fimages%3Fq%3Dtbn%3AANd9GcSJr4EEJLUE3tdksNgv0YYu6zsyCVbJWoNN2Hrz6ka_91Y13fiX&amp;hash=dbf3987858513c7ae89250ddf3ac162a" href="https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSJr4EEJLUE3tdksNgv0YYu6zsyCVbJWoNN2Hrz6ka_91Y13fiX" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">Vials of poison</span></a></i></b><br/>
<i><b><i><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fae01.alicdn.com%2Fkf%2FUTB8LIPbXMnJXKJkSaelq6xUzXXaB%2FArchery-Traditional-Laminated-font-b-Bow-b-font-Set-6-pcs-Arrow-Finger-Arm-Guard-Handmade.jpg&amp;hash=177d2f29396d69fb59c6f37afb12eb9a" href="https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/UTB8LIPbXMnJXKJkSaelq6xUzXXaB/Archery-Traditional-Laminated-font-b-Bow-b-font-Set-6-pcs-Arrow-Finger-Arm-Guard-Handmade.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">Bow</span></a></i></b></i><br/>
<b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2F49%2F09%2F93%2F490993bde1fb6f226b660a263038f0d4.jpg&amp;hash=00e3af53c0bf3e611c6677b01122151b" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/49/09/93/490993bde1fb6f226b660a263038f0d4.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">Throwing Daggers</span></a></b><br/>
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<u>Skillset:</u><br/>
<b><b><i><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fencrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com%2Fimages%3Fq%3Dtbn%3AANd9GcQFs8C4cVGc74NyMgUpeSiMfuc6ZAQ4RurlfHwod_458ulmxMMG&amp;hash=ce945d9ef35ffee39ff98775640ce46a" href="https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQFs8C4cVGc74NyMgUpeSiMfuc6ZAQ4RurlfHwod_458ulmxMMG" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">Violinist</span></a></i></b><br/>
<i><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nationalgeographic.com%2Fcontent%2Fdam%2Fphotography%2FPROOF%2F2017%2FJuly%2F21-Iranian_Horseback_Archery%2F5-Iranian-Horseback-Archery-Briceportolano_Iran_HD_10_Press.jpg&amp;hash=78259f9680ff5f58340fc652ec599795" href="http://www.nationalgeographic.com/content/dam/photography/PROOF/2017/July/21-Iranian_Horseback_Archery/5-Iranian-Horseback-Archery-Briceportolano_Iran_HD_10_Press.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">Horseback Archery</span></a><br/>
<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">Chrismatic</span><br/>
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<u>Bio:</u>​</div><div style="text-align: left"><span style="font-family:Shadow Into Light Two">Dia was different from most girls, she was strong willed and yet gentle. She had never thought her life would get so turned around by loving the wrong man. That her status would never allow her to have what she wanted. Her father had always seemed to dislike her around the stables, but he tolerated Dia doing so. Dia fell in love, letting her promises get carried away with things she was unaware she couldn't give. The night of Aedus' arrest she couldn't leave. Locked in her room her windows barred she wasn't allowed to leave. Aedus' had no idea of her own house arrest. She was kept from the man she loved, she didn't even hear of his escape until the day of his scheduled death.<br/>
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Heart broken she was force to marry another,  a man she wished had never existed. Prince Philip Edwards, a man so disgustingly cruel. The day of her wedding she refused his at the altar, needless to say, though cohersed to say yes, that night was not pleasant. Dia found out what a hand felt like on soft skin. After that she began to wear dresses that covered herself, some weeks her neck would be cocers whether it be with jewelry or with a high neck dress. She became more docile in the eyes of some, though in reality she was more like a lionness waiting for her chance to pounce.<br/>
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Abused and mistreated, Dia plots her revenge upon ther own family, but not just for herself she had heard of the turmoil of her people. However as the docile wife of Prince Phillip and daughter to the tyrant King Steven, she couldn't do a damn thing for anyone. But that didn't stop her from plotting. Only one who knew of her plans was a servant she had. <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F736x%2Ff2%2F97%2Fa2%2Ff297a203eb7b09cdca081425f98d5a4f--digital-art-photography-fantasy-photography.jpg&amp;hash=3fd762c5338b8c5f0b192fc7b8e685f1" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/f2/97/a2/f297a203eb7b09cdca081425f98d5a4f--digital-art-photography-fantasy-photography.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">Emily</span></a>, a young woman whom she saved from a hard slave life. She was an elf, not too much younger than Dia. Her fate sealed by a cruel man who happened to be her husband.  Dia however stepped in, causing Dia to receive her husband's wrath. Lashes, something a toyal woman was not suppose to endure. However Dia now has scars across her back, along with others after years of torture. Unknown to her former lover she plots her revenge and freedom, and thinks he is dead.<br/>
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<i>Castle Bleu Gates, King's Castle</i><br/>
<i>Eastern side, Princess Dia's room</i><br/>
<i>Morning.</i></span>​</div><br/><span style="font-family:Amaranth">Dia sat in a seat on her balcony, her usual cup of tea in her hands, both hands on the cup to warm them. Pressing soft pink lips over the rim, softly sipping on the hot beverage as she watched the sun rise. Her light green eyes looking over the barren country she called home. Her heart aching to help her people, to help herself escape this nightmare. She pulled the cup awaybfrom her lips as she heard a doft voice. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">"Miss?"</span> Came the elven woman's sweet tone, a soft carress on the ears of the princess. She turned to look at the girl, but the look I  the girls face told all. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"He is coming home?" </span>She lets out a very displeased voice, but not towards Emily. She closed het eyes and sighed. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff"> "He heard of your father's turn of health and plans to take over.  Also your father had sent for the mage."</span> She spoke softly as she approached the young woman. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Thank you Emily. Please, get your chores done before he gets back and we shall go on a ride. I want to greet this mage first."</span> She spoke quietly and set down her cup. Standing she saw Emily look at her. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Don't worry, he probably plans on beating ne half to death anyways, I mightest well make it worth it." </span>She gave a half hearted smile to the elf before wandering back inside with her.<br/>
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The stables were the one place she felt at home. Among the animals she could feel him there. Oh, how she miss Aedus. His sweet words, gentle touch. She closed her eyes a moment remembering his sweet voice. She missed hom, after all this time she missed him., opening her eyes she dressed in her riding clothes, shuffling around her room before her and Emily excited the castle and headed for the stables. She had been banned from the stables, unless an unruly horse needed calming, most of the guard never said a word to her anyways, if she was caught, Phillip would beat her. Yet still she was constantly in the stables and so he just let her, but she wasn't allowed to ride without him. Still she saddled her own horse and would go for rides. She constantly defied him, which led to many bruises littered across her body. With him having been gone for months she had won over most of the staff of the stables and some of the guard around the yard. Loyal only to her it made her life easier. Now that Phillip was coming back it would be hidious again.<br/>
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She was in the stable, saddling a <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F736x%2F9e%2Fac%2F3f%2F9eac3fe8f83b23169fba68910c1fcda7--beauty-photos-black-stallion.jpg&amp;hash=28f9d2f20aec67c2134bd0639fcfe983" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/9e/ac/3f/9eac3fe8f83b23169fba68910c1fcda7--beauty-photos-black-stallion.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">large fresian stallion</span></a>. His nostrils flared as others walled by, his eyes searching until she touched him. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Easy, Beowulf."</span> She purred out gently. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"I'm here." </span>She called out to the stallion again who snorted fiercely and settled. Once he was tacked up she glanced to Emily who had mounted up on a <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999"><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2F36%2F1a%2Fe3%2F361ae3781e6ba125258d7706c4e2dbfa.jpg&amp;hash=09969b2abcf0f8dffeea67aa44ef93c7" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/36/1a/e3/361ae3781e6ba125258d7706c4e2dbfa.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">tall thoroughbred mare</a>, </span>Daisy</span>. Daisy snorted as she hadnt been out in a while. The two took off out of the barn. Dia needed a ride plus she could keep an eye out for both the mage and her husband on the hill. She clicked and both horses took off down the field and into the trees.  <br/>
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Hours passed and the girls enjoyed their freedom, but when hooves were heard they quickly mounted the horses and rode to the hill. A small part of Kings soldiers and two unknown men made it obvious who they were. Turning her horse she clicked and he took off down the hill. Cutting off the kings guard as she drew her bow, as did Emily. The kings guards wete about to drawn their swords when the Captian found a familiar face. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff99">"What are you doing, Princess?" </span>He growled aa he watched the two girls carefully. Dia found a smirk curling on the corners of her mouth. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Escourting Fathers guest, but I knee youd make it difficult Erik, hence the arrow. Now ride along and tell father."</span> Erik glared at the girl but did as he was told. Him and the other knights taking off down the pathway. But ni vefore Erik had his last word. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff99">"Prince Phillip will have much to say when he get home, won't he?" </span>And with that the knights left. Dia turned her horse to face the men and gave a much softer smile. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Sorry about the unpleasant sight."</span> She bowed her head to the visitors. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"I wanted you to feel welcome, not like prisoners. My father is a cruel man, he doesn't understand courtesy." </span>She lifted her eyes but she couldn't see under the hood and reconize Aedus. <br/>
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As they turned their horses her and Emily rode next to the men, more like escourts should. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"I am here to warn you, however the King may seem he is nothing but a liar and self serving Jackel. He will take you down once you have served him and Prince Phillip is much worse. I appreciate what you have done for my people, just dont expect my father to actually care about his people."</span> She warned as they had approached the stables. Now next to Aedus, she couldn't see his face.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999"> "Please be weary of both men who rule this Kingdom." </span>And with that she clicked her horse ahead as she saw her father standing at the gate. Her and Emily were quick to enter leaving the two men to meet the King alone.<br/>
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Dia had given her warnong to the strangers, now they had to deal with the King himself. She dismountes leaving the stable hands to deal with the horses, seeing as the army was on the way she couldn't be caught in the stables or she might end up with more lash marks. As she walked away she glanced back at the strangers, something about the hooded man making her curious but she shook it off and walked back to the castle Emily on her heels.</span>