The Next Emperor Palace
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				Title: <strong>The Next Emperor Palace</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 10:06:45</strong>
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				This the area for all scenes involving the palace in the RP "The Next Emperor"<br><br><strong>The Castle</strong><br>(http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm114/Reyesthewolf/castle.jpg)<br><br><strong>Courtyard</strong><br>(http://i416.photobucket.com/albums/pp247/morihikomi/SEW/CastleCourtyard.jpg)<br><br><strong>Library</strong><br>(http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s315/MeetMeWithTheGods/Fantasy/story_lc_2.jpg)<br><br><strong>Dinning Hall</strong><br>(http://i767.photobucket.com/albums/xx318/kontontenshi/layouts/castle_dining_room.jpg)<br><br><strong>Stables</strong><br>(http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q11/Boney_Moroney/Castle1.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Palace</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CarnivorousBunny</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 03:33:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/shit_brick/Character%20Pix/IRL%20Women/Brunettes%20Western/beart3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacquelyn Hellatious <br><strong>Location:</strong>Courtyard<br><strong>Time:</strong> Noon<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Reynik<br><br>"Princess Jacquelyn." The icy tone of her long suffering servant cut through the laughter in the kitchen.&nbsp; The princes spun around, the potato peeler suddenly burning in hand, condemning her. <br><strong>"Rose!&nbsp; Join us!&nbsp; Henry here was just telling me the most amusing story-"</strong> Jacquelyn was silenced by a glare.&nbsp; The little princess winced, handing the peeler to Henry as a sign of submission.&nbsp; <strong>"Is it late? I really meant to go this time, I really did!&nbsp; I just wanted to check what cook was making for dinner before heading to the Proving Grounds."</strong>&nbsp; And this time Jacquelyn meant it.&nbsp; This event wasn't some silly ball, it was the kingdom's way of choosing the new ruler and sovereign whose reign would last throughout her lifetime!&nbsp; Not to mention these competitors would marry her sisters, no less!&nbsp; Jacquelyn would have been a damned fool to have not put any importance on that.&nbsp; She needed to make sure these men of steel had more that just swords and lust for power clanking around in those heads of theirs!&nbsp; It just...sort of slipped her mind.<br>Despite her honesty, Rose was not amused, nor did she believe the princess. "At least you do not look a fright, but you now reek of soil!" The lady grabbed the princess by the arm, before pulling her up she hissed at the sheepish Henry, "And you! You should know better than to encourage her!" <br><br><strong>"You are going to bruise me."</strong> Jacquelyn said, staring at the iron grip Rose had on her arm.&nbsp; She practically needed to run to keep up with Rose's long strides.<br>"Better than you slipping away again." But Rose loosened her hold ever so slightly.<br><strong>"I'm NOT going to run away from this!"</strong>&nbsp; The argument continued until the two noticed a gathering in the courtyard.&nbsp; Rose looked to the princess and said, "You have a chance to redeem yourself yet."&nbsp; The servant looked ever so smug, knowing full well how much more the princess would hate having to host a competitor rather than watching him compete from a distance.&nbsp; As if reading her servant's mind, Jacquelyn actually considered attempting to flee, but she dared not give Rose a reason to tattle to her father.<br>With a swift jerk of the arm, Jacquelyn freed herself, smoothened her gown and stood up straight.&nbsp; With a look of approval from her servant, Jacquelyn went out to meet the guest.<br><br>Before Jacquelyn emerged, a modest but impressive entourage of guards and servants arranged themselves at the entrance of the castle in an orderly fashion.<br>Jacquelyn followed moments after, dressed in a soft, bright green gown that accented her fair skin well.&nbsp; Her dark hair was worn in a pretty albeit messy braid.&nbsp; &nbsp;She looked so small and fragile walking next to towering soldiers.&nbsp; Trying her best to look modest and lady-like, she kept her eyes cast down as she walked, but the slight tension in her lips was ever defiant, to those keen enough to notice.&nbsp; When she looked up to the man before her, her dark, round eyes were alert, and while beautiful, there was something almost otherworldly about her gaze.&nbsp; A warm smile spread over her face, <br><strong>"Greetings, good sir.&nbsp; I am Princess Jacquelyn Hellatious,"</strong> She said. <strong>"Introduce yourself and state your purpose."</strong>&nbsp; No doubt he was a competitor, but she was confused as to what he was doing at the castle rather than settling at one of the inns.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Palace</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 12:39:10</strong>
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				Name: Reynik<br>Location courtyard<br>Time: day 1 of the games<br>Tagged: princess Jaquelyn<br><br>The entourage of servents and soldiers seemed to small for a princess, or so Reynik thought. With a smile of his own he got off his horse and bowed "your highness, I am Reynik Darkfang, second in command of the third army under General Horus and a chosen contender for the tournament" he stood up straight then and from the back of his belt he removed a large looking scroll "i was given orders to present this to someone of Authority in the palace unless i could find the lord commander of the armies himself, this is a report on our war with the southern tribes" he held the scroll out to her so she could confirm his fact, general Horus's wax seal was undamaged on the scroll "as i have been instructed the scroll is delivered if her highness needs nothing from me i shall go and see how the games fare so far, my own fight is not until morning but it is good to see the competiton"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Palace</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CarnivorousBunny</strong> on <strong>10-01-2013, 03:45:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/shit_brick/Character%20Pix/IRL%20Women/Brunettes%20Western/beart3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacquelyn Hellatious <br><strong>Location:</strong>Courtyard<br><strong>Time:</strong> Day 1, Noon<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Reynik, Open<br><br>As the stranger bowed, Jacquelyn studied his movements and airs.&nbsp; There was nothing abrasive about this man.&nbsp; Well, nothing out of the ordinary just yet.&nbsp; Most persons of high rank were tedious company with false smiles, dishonest words, and even worse motives.&nbsp; At best there were simply arrogant, or stupid with power.&nbsp; Cynical as she was, Jacquelyn wondered what possible flaws this man would have.&nbsp; So far he simply seemed proud.<br>Even as he introduced himself Jacquelyn did little to hide her scrutiny.&nbsp; She wanted this man to know she would be watching him, just as she would be watching all the other competitors.<br><strong>"Pleased to meet you, Sir Reynik Darkfang.&nbsp; Welcome to Latania.&nbsp; I shall look forward to seeing you on the Proving Grounds."</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;She didn't sound as pleased as she should be, one of the many things that made nobles call her the wicked princess.<br><br>Perhaps the smile she used as greeting earlier was not truly genuine, but when Reynik announced he would not be needing much of her time, Jacquelyn's smile grew all the more bright.&nbsp; Over her many experiences in the past, it was not ideal to anger her father at such important events, and this was a large event that she needed to be a part of.&nbsp; <br>She took the scroll from Reynik and examined it.&nbsp; Indeed it seemed authentic, and untampered with.<br><strong>"Thank you, good sir knight.&nbsp; I assure you that this shall reach its destination."</strong> Jacquelyn said.&nbsp; She took another look at it, now with the eyes of a curious youth rather than that of a princess.<br><strong>"Your people are doing well, I hope?"</strong> Jacquelyn asked, slipping the scroll in to her pocket, unable to hide her interested and concerned.&nbsp; She thought of the stories of war from the armoury.&nbsp; &nbsp;They never seemed to have a happy ending.<br><br><strong>"I too am on my way to the Proving Grounds, perhaps we could ride together."</strong> Jacquelyn suggested as a stableboy emerged with her favourite chestnut coloured pony.&nbsp; For once duty won over her disdain for strange company.<br>Just then Rose emerged as well and without warning, placed a simple, but elegant golden crown on the princess' head.&nbsp; Its thin tendrils curling to emulate the gentle waves of the ocean on a calm summer day. <br>"I apologise for the intrusion, sir, but her highness cannot be seen on such an important day without the proper attire." Rose said bluntly, scolding Jacquelyn more than she was speaking to Reylik.&nbsp; Jacquelyn's cheeks were tickled pink with embarrassment.&nbsp; She cleared her throat and smiled a strained smile at her maid-servant, <strong>"Yes, how careless of me.&nbsp; Thank you, Rose."</strong> With a great deal of effort, Jacquelyn managed not to step on Rose's feet as she mounted her horse.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Palace</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>10-01-2013, 18:38:39</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Reynik "Dark Fang"<br><strong>Location:</strong>Courtyard<br><strong>Time:</strong> Day 1, Noon<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Princess Jaquelyn, Open<br><br>The princesses question of his people surprised the young soldier so much that he hadn't been able to reply until she was already on her horse "my people are well your highness, the cold has reached the south now but we have endured harsh weather for centuries so as always it will only make us stronger" <br><br>His two companions manuvered there horses to be directly behind his and the princesses as they began to move, he could hear the guards that had come out before the princess following them closely, they all looked cautious "your guards seem to be doing there jobs well your highness" he commented as he saw the proving grounds come into view. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Palace</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CarnivorousBunny</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 04:28:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/shit_brick/Character%20Pix/IRL%20Women/Brunettes%20Western/600full-emmanuelle-beartsmaller.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jacquelyn Hellatious <br><strong>Location:</strong> Leaving the Courtyard<br><strong>Time:</strong> Day 1, Noon<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Reynik, Open<br><br>Jacquelyn and Rose shot each other another set of subtle, but dirty looks before Rose fell back in to her place in the Princess' escort behind her.&nbsp; <strong>"That is good to hear, Sir Reynik.&nbsp; I am not too fond of the cold, and cannot imagine being well in it.&nbsp; Tell me, what is it like in your homeland."</strong> Jacquelyn said.&nbsp; It sounded more like an order than a request, albeit a playful one.&nbsp; Jacquelyn liked to hear stories of life outside her sheltered castle.&nbsp; This genuine interest was one of the things that made her popular with more common folk.<br><strong>"Are we ready, then?"</strong> Jacquelyn did not just address Reynik, but his companions as well.&nbsp; <strong>"Good, I am already quite late, as you can probably tell."</strong> She said with a smile that told a million impish stories.&nbsp; Without any further hesitation, she clicked her tongue and her pony started forward.<br><br><strong>"Yes, they are quite capable."</strong> Jacquelyn said in response to Reynik's comment on her guards.&nbsp; She suddenly sounded bored and detached.&nbsp; <strong>"This particularly disciplined bunch were especially handpicked by father.&nbsp; They need to protect me from both danger and distraction."</strong> She continued, bluntly.&nbsp; A small disapproving cough, no doubt from Rose, could be heard in the back.&nbsp; Defiantly Jacquelyn lifted her chin and pursed her lips, <strong>"You see, sir knight, I do not enjoy sitting with inflated, pompous people, who care for nothing but fulfilling their own selfish desires.&nbsp; So I do not do well at most social affairs.&nbsp; Had we met under different circumstances, I may not have been so amiable."</strong> Jacquelyn shot Reynik a look, to see if he disapproved of her bluntness and thorny tone.&nbsp; The princess was also perfectly aware that she was not being as amiable as she claimed, but she did not care.&nbsp; She was fired up by Rose's knit-picking and everyone's general lack of faith in her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Palace</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 17:04:44</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Reynik "Dark Fang"<br><strong>Location:</strong> traveling from the Courtyard to the proving grounds<br><strong>Time:</strong> Day 1, Noon<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Princess Jaquelyn, Open<br><br>The princesses order to hear more of where he was from made the young knight chuckle "i fear any stories i could tell you of my home would be a terrible bore to you your highness, even in the summer months it is bitter and the ground is covered in frost, we live in simple homes of wood and when a man comes of age he must build his own home, no woman would have him otherwise and the more grand your home the better a woman you will find" he chuckled again "glory, honor and contest decides a man in the south, i believe that learning of my people would interest you far greater than tales of the land"<br><br>in his head he was mentally slapping himself, had he really just corrected a princess? he blushed as he realized what he had done "not that i would presume what a princess would find interesting" he stammered "its just that you seem like someone who would enjoy tales of heroes and glory far more then any other kind and my people are well known for producing heroes" he gave her a half smile, hoping he hadn't offended her. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Palace</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mj2002</strong> on <strong>16-01-2013, 08:22:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/rHrFn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Mary, Handmaiden to Vera Hellatious &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=162286.msg7505250#msg7505250) <br><strong>Location:</strong> The Palace Courtyard<br><strong>Time:</strong> Day 1, Noon<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><br>Mary watched the odd procession leave the courtyard. It was so very typical of Princess Vera to go out in plainclothes and her guards were dressed likewise. At first Mary had thought that Princess Vera might feel herself above all the flaunting that other of the ladies of the court seemed to eager to do whenever an opportunity presented itself. However, it hadn't appeared further from the truth. She'd seen Princess Vera inside of the palace in all manner of lavish dresses and attires, but unless there was an official ceremony to attend or a spectacle where her official presence was expected, she usually left the palace in the most hideous of clothing. No fair and bright colors, but dark hooded cloaks and sometimes even armor made out of ring mail or boiled leather. Mary thought it very unladylike, but it was not her position to criticize her own princess. If she wanted to be rebellious, that was her choice and no one but the Emperor and his council would be able to influence her behavior. <br><br>The handmaiden walked over to the courtyard pond and sat down on the stone edge. She let her hand touch the clear water and drew circles in it with her finger. Unlike the other handmaidens, Mary had been instructed to remain at the palace. She would remain here in order to approach any champions or their servants that may find themselves going to or leaving the palace for whatever reason.<br><br>
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