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aiya, his wife~

they all knew her by the color of her skin, darker than most she was as the sands that birth her aisel always said it was exotic to see her blossom in a room the shining light in any dark. she was all he could see.

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aisel, the strong~

he did as always upon his horse strode into the camp proud and stoic he was the spot of black against  that white canvas.  all knew his name, all knew his hair, his eyes, his presence was felt from fire to fire. this is what a king should look like.

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Dyseria, queen of them~

let not that smile and glimmering shine in her eye fool you of soft hearts and harder cocks. she will sooner devour your mind steps ahead of ye best move. she, the silver tongued siphon of blood. to take, to rule, to claim.

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Sikseus, youngest wolf ~

“he had a youthfulness to him,  as if the fountain itself. he, the boy that drank too much, spoke too much, could not hold a secret knew not the value of his titles. he broke everything he ever touched.”

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house sevin, 

the parents have done enough already. if they are not stopped, they could end all of Parim.

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new blitz,

it was a cold jewel.  a dark, white and stormy land. what it lacked in color it made up for in civilization. they were a proud people who survived. 

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thalia, 

it was pristine, golden the apple of creation a god’s throne. everything 

had a certain shine to it.

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Bow & Arrow

he was golden, in armor and spirit ezrus. aisel knew he was dangerous, knew his threat. he had to keep ezrus from dyseria at all costs. such was not easy. dyersia longed to conquer all kingdoms, all men. a whore for glory.

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HOZIER - SEDATED  “she was a secret, best kept by him. a mystery to us all, she didn’t waiver.  they were best friends. he truly cared. but did she feel anything at all..” Sikseus x Ivasha

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Clarity - Don’t Panic

the war of parim.  “They were freedom, they were songs, 

cheers, the rattle of steel the clank of 

swords. the unbound, 

and the voice of the shackled.” 

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PLANET THALIA

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AUDITION

01. What character are you seeking to play? 02. What drew you to this character?  03. How much experience in the genre(s) do you have? 04. Are you opposed to group writing / forum writing? 05. Do you have AIM / Skype? 06. Are you currently in any other RPG(s) or Groups? 07. How often are you online, or able to reply? 08. Could you privately provide a sample if requested?  09. What is your writing preference? ( themes, length )

SUBMIT

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The post-war era or the (pwe) began after the defeat of Parim’s shareholders. At the beginning of the great war, it’s documented that Sicks had returned with a mere twenty-something-thousand soldiers. Most of them barely armed. They sacked some of the Middle-class intermission slave worlds; the type of planets where slaves are auctioned off to high-class sellers. There’s very minimal security and he saw this as an opportunity for shock combat. Launching a full scale strike with a couple of retro-fitted fleet ships, the small band of survivors managed to free upwards of a hundred thousand slaves.  Finding the Thalian princess as a slave in the midst of this, Sicks then continued his vow to marry her. But what shocked the lot of survivors is that the pair had met previously and even had a romantic relation in which Aislinn gave birth to their son, Aisel. This son would go on to be the key that linked the massive and unique Thalian forces with the savage survivors of Blitz and what slave soldiers Sicks had collected along the way. After mounting their forces, they attacked the worlds at war. Intervening in several “Games” staged by the Middle-class Magistrates.  Their vengeance knew no end. The Thalian princess was dubbed the free folk Queen, and Sicks the last wolf of House Sevin. Their strikes were never ending. The pair liberated world after world until nearly three-hundred slave worlds united behind them, and with their technology gained from the Thalian forces, they had the ships necessary to strike the heart of Parim. Their campaign was one without mercy, of freedom and liberation. And Parim had built their army for them through their own method of slavery and centuries of oppression. They stabbed the High-class worlds of the shareholders leaving destruction in their wake. Marching down ivory streets with bloodied swords and the powers of legend. Bending the air, the water, pulling gravity from beneath them.  The unified savages and the golden children of Thalia. The Gods grace their swift movement and each shareholder was slaughtered in their high towers. It was but a year after their defeat that the official war ended. The Unity concordance was drawn up by the pair. Sicks took one of the High-class worlds and renamed it Blitz, he had his home back. The Thalian princess returned to her Kingdom to a split crowd, some welcoming others protesting. Over time, a document was made that a new campaign in the future would see the end of the Parim regime still intact on the two-hundred-plus worlds still slaved in outer space. Monuments were built to tell the story of liberation. Freedom resumed on the worlds taken by the Union. The concordance forbade slave acts for the inner-rim worlds. In the passing thirty years since the end of the war, the use of the original Parim political system remained intact but at the handling of both the leadership of Thalia and Blitz. New Magistrates were put into place and the Games became a thing of sport and not death. Funding for re-worlding was given to those who aided in the cause and helped end the war. Most of the savage clans from the Low-class slave worlds denounced their heritage and stayed on Blitz or Thalia. New religions were introduced, new races and new expeditions into space revealed different worlds that were under the reign of Parim. Families that had been separated were now, finally, together again. And slavery had ended, for the time. But, thirty years later, the children of Aislinn and Sicks prepare to finish what the great war started. To seek out the remnants of Parim and free the other worlds that are still slaved by the Middle-class. The descendants of the shareholders and the unexplored Middle-class worlds detailed in the documents kept in Parim’s several libraries.  

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Name: Ezrus Vesarian Age: Aprox. 35 Alliance: Thalia  Heritage: House of Vesarian

The Thalian warriors, christened in the gold of the sun god, stricken fever by that of the moon God. They were a test, a test to all those around them; a question that plagued ‘do you measure up to that of a God’. Their women were beautiful, their soldiers a thing of wonder. It was that reason that Thalia was one of the many habitable worlds that gained favor with Parim. Their soldiers were the most frequently used when re-worlding, or clearing a mapped area. They were champions of the games, but most notably their lineage went back centuries containing the strongest warriors known throughout the middle galaxy.  And keeping with that history is Ezrus, descendant of House Vesarian, a founding family of the Thalian world.  Conceived by a mystery while his father was away, the mother swore there was no father. That she was forever faithful, but the truth in his birth got to the men’s veins; beneath his skin, his blood boiled every time he looked at the child. But, he needed an heir. In this Ezrus was certainly the cream of the crop. As a boy he outlasted the other children in combatant tests. He was smarter, faster, stronger and in every way ahead of his age group. This much became realized when a group a decade apart grew jealous of his miraculous feats and attempted to swarm him one day after training. Ezrus battled them each down till the blood gargled in their throats. They spoke of him like a creature, a think of myth on the battlefield. How the sun dare not soak his skin, the water dare not wet him.  He had never been cut, nor had anyone ever saw him bleed. When the rumors made it around the simple town his mother had began to fabricate stories of her own, proud of the legend he was becoming. Until one day teenage Ezrus angered his father, and the man struck his wife. When Ezrus ran between them, the father’s fist struck Ezrus and blood like a river poured from his nose. He was only Thalian after all. But not a flinch, not a tear. Ezrus just threw his hands at each side and protected his mother. He scorned the drunkard until the day he died. Well into his thirties, Ezrus began to forge something of a legacy all his own. Without the aid of his so-called-father. The family kept his bloodied nose a secret and fed into the myth that was Ezrus.  Now as a man, Ezrus commands the greatest Thalian legion to be assembled in the post-war era. That which even now make even the Blitz children knock upon his door. But Ezrus is not prepared to offer up his legion, not without a price. 

Connections: 

Aisel Sevin Aisel is someone that he’s somewhat grown up with. Well, in the sense that they’ve both been somewhat in the spotlight of Thalia. Aisel being the child that forged the alliance of Blitz and Thalia and Ezrus being the people’s champion of Thalia. In this regard, Ezrus somewhat is envious of Aisel. He’s grown up in a somewhat famous union. He’s gotten everything handed to him from birth and he’s been cherished as this great prophesied child. Ezrus will begin to think everything he does / has done compared to Aisel will always be “second best” because of how historically valued the union is.  But the two also have a high chance for a great friendship / rivalry. The most surprising part will be how they deal with Ezrus’ feelings for Dyseria. 

Dyseria Sevin Dyseria was younger than him, but only by a few years. Even still, Ezrus likes to exert his presence of command. He enjoys the fact that Dyseria needs him, even if it’s just for his military strength. He greatly admires her and is highly attracted to her due to her commanding presence in the Queen role. The two will likely share a cat and mouse relationship in which Ezrus is forever chasing her tail and Dyseria uses that to her advantage to manipulate him.  It won’t always stand though. At some point Dyseria will submit to her urges to put him in his place and either see his end, or romance him. 

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Name: Aiya Diagamoor Age: Aprox. 30 Alliance: Blitz / Parim Heritage: House of Diagamoor

Aiya Diagamoor, it’s a mouth full to say that’s why she’s always preferred just being called Aiya. She grew up in the post-war era, mostly, but can remember a little glimpse of what it was like to be five years old and running from falling towers. The city she lived in was hit during the attack by Sicks and his forces. To her, he’s the greatest villain of all. Her family had grown accustom to the living situations. It had been generations since they were brought to Parim’s high-class worlds. They had all been slaves, but treated like Queens and Kings. She remembered being fed and clothed properly. Her mother walking with her along the pathways in the grand capital. Sharing their love for dizzles, a type of flower that only bloomed once a year. She remembered that it could be kept preserved for centuries if frozen in a specific kind of water.  On the day that Sicks and the Blitz/Thalia allied forces attacked the shareholders, they destroyed everything she ever loved. Her mother was taken, and her father was all that was left. That vile man. A slave worker imprisoned on the high-class world and awaiting transport during the attack. Aiya’s father escaped and in the one noble act he had ever presented, saved Aiya and her brother Diavos. The three of them surrendered to the allied forces as “slaves” but quickly rose to nobility in the post-war era as on their home world some centuries ago, the Diagamoor name stood as Prisini ( King ). Her father managed—during the post-war era—to gain great favor with the new monarchs of the high-class worlds. A deal was arranged to resume the promised peace. The heir of Thalia and Blitz would marry a slave girl to show their dedication to the people.  That slave girl? Aiya. She was betrothed to Aisel when they were but merely ten years old. The two accompanied each other on the podium when their hands were raised in front of all the people, slaves and common folk alike. The disenfranchised royals looked with disgust, but to Aiya marrying him was nothing more than an insult. His family was that which took everything. She she devised a plan of her own that one day she’d get her revenge on the Sevin family and the Lightcasters. But for now,as father and brother says, please the prince, please him well. 

Connections:

Aisel Sevin She has been married to Aisel for nearly five years at this point. She plays the role of loving wife who supports him no matter what, even if she doesn’t believe in the cause. However, her disdain for his heritage leaves an empty feeling toward him. Something he begins to pick up on slowly but surely. He always questions if something is wrong or bothering her, to which her repetitive answer is “no, fine.” The two sure seem to play happy couple in the public’s eye. They’re seen as one of the more cherished pairings. She will never admit it, even to herself but some part of her actually does love Aisel. He’s too good, too honorable. There never seems to be a terrible bone in his body. Sometimes she wishes to do away with her plot of vengeance for the sake of being with him, but with a shake of her head those ideas are gone. He’s a distraction from her poison more than anything. Sikseus Sevin  So, her younger brother-in-law Sikseus actually has tried on more than one occasion to get closer to her. Sikseus, to her, is a free spirit. Just a boy who can’t stop dreaming. It’s his innocence that makes him weak and blind to the world, but some part of her loves that about him. Sikseus with Aisel together are perfect distractions. Their playful spirits as brothers really serves to lighten her mood and when they’re together she forgets about everything and laughs at their play fighting. On more than one occasion she’s threatened to separate them. 

Dyseria Sevin They rarely talk. Something feels off if they’re both in the same room. Maybe it’s because Dyseria is the perfect replacement for Sicks. She’s so fierce and intimidating. Her reign, though brand new, already has made such a terrifying impact. War, and more war. It’s Dyseria’s lust for history to repeat itself that has Aiya nervous and angry. She can’t stand that stupid whore-queen. To that end, she’s expressed her distrust in Dyseria to Aisel. 

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Name: Ivasha Saeria Age: Aprox. 25 Alliance: Thalia / Blitz  Heritage: House of Saeria 

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The very intriguing aspect of Ivasha is that she’s a complete mystery—on the inside. The known history of Ivasha is that she grew up on Thalia post-war with more siblings than can be counted on two hands. Because of this she gained a natural empathetic compassion for others and children. She was no more than a middle child but was forced into the mother role early. To the point of begging and stealing to provide. Even in a high-class world like Thalia, to a post-war merchant family? It was no walk in the park to survive. Most of the folk with name kept their fortune and only the direct descendants or ties to nobility were rewarded for service. But a guy like her father? A coward who deserted his troop and changed his name—they got nothing. 

Her family was fortunate when he became a merchant on the Dark Market selling secrets about the war. What he saw, what he heard. It still wasn’t enough. And when the bitter greed and desperation got the best of him, he tried to sell Ivasha’s little sister to a slave ring ( which was beyond outlawed on this planet ). Ivasha lost her mind over the matter and made sure the deal didn’t go through by giving herself to the man. Allowing him to have her anyway he wanted. And through this, she grew strong, cold and distant from others. She trembled in the care of men. The offerings to the purchase came often and she grew distant from love and affection, only showing it to her siblings.  When the bulk of them gained favor in noble families; becoming maidens and squires Ivasha felt it time she move on herself. She found herself a hand-maiden for a noble Thalian family, away from her father at last, and that’s when it happened. She met the young prince Sikseus whom didn’t seem like other men, who didn’t seem like other royals. And through him she found a side of herself she thought she had lost. She became free and alive. Something so simple as running through a garden that was off limits, or stealing a flower or meal, to be free. She felt like even without a name the world could be theirs. But, there was a side to him she wanted to steer him away from. A side that felt owed. Saving him became her mission. Even if he didn’t know he was being saved. The true mystery behind Ivasha is that she didn’t come from a merchant’s family at all. In fact, she was never related to the man she called father, and nor were those her brothers and sisters. But what secrets she kept, she kept from everyone even convincing herself that her past was real and her secrets were lies.

Connections: 

Sikseus Sevin The perfect choice. Any girl would be lucky to marry into the House of Sevin, Sikseus at first seemed like a lost prince. A young kid with eyes of innocence, something that could remind her of what she had left. What spirit didn’t fade with her terrible past. He was so free and so charming. He was the only Sevin, famously, not taken or promised to any other nobility. He was her meal ticket. What started as a great and manipulative friendship, turned into messy real feelings. The two seem inseparable. But, they’d never admit their feelings for each other to anyone else, or well, each other. But there’s something there and they both feel it.  Dyseria Sevin She hates her. Oh, they have a heated stare down every time they’re in the same room. Dyseria knows that Ivasha can’t be trusted. She’s never even heard of the House of Saeria, that “sounds made up” she’s declared before. Ivasha swears it’s her true home and it’s still out there somewhere. Dyseria thinks Ivasha is just toying with her younger brother like meat. She hates her.  Aisel Sevin He seems to like the girl. Aisel and Ivasha share this weird open-mindedness about her relation to Sikseus. “Please him well,” he tells her and she laughs. It’s one of those things with Aisel seems to have almost no negative opinion about it. Even if having Ivasha around Sikseus all but insures he’s not going to marry into any other family by choice. 

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