[Discter]

Strong Mark

One of my favorite kals ever you know im here for this

[₊˚ʚ꒷ ₊˚Mallow₊˚ ‧₊]

Name~Catalina

Catalina is a fangirl of anime and loves to watch it in her own time.
Catalina loves anything with romance and is passionate about love & arts, she loves anything to do with food and hangout with friends on the weekends she and her friends have a movie night & eat food.

[poindexter]

ressss

- works at alice's bakery, she's her best helper
- often daydreams
- l o t s of energy

[spirittai1]

res'in ! spirittai1
waddles between these names uncertainly...
nasya - miracle
karishma - miracle
aksha - blessing

trans woman + she/her + lesbian

concept
demigod lady born to two mortals - a true miracle/blessing
spends her early and adolescent life pampered and spoiled in the capital of region 3, casca
as a young adult, decides to leave her loving family and city to see if she can find something more out in the world
meets araminta , another demigod in a similar situation ??
girlfriends arc ????? oh the lesbianism of it all

[【Ｗｉｌｄｆｉｒｅ】]

Maybe mark? This kalon is very cute.

[elyx]

A S T O R I A
'the warrior'
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life was a series of formalities for astoria. the only remaining heir to the throne, she was treated as though she was made of fine china. 'do this, do that but not this nor that, you're a princess so you must act like one.'
she hated it
she knew she was the lucky one in her family. everyone else had died the night of the siege on the castle.
--
everyone had thought that would end the war, that we'd all be taken over by the enemy. but our soldiers kept fighting, for me. and i don't know why. others laying down their lives for me, the youngest in the royal family. before this, i never had a chance at the throne, and i was quite content to keep it that way. i'd had no training in etiquette or how to be a leader since i was so far away from ever taking the throne. i was mostly shushed and ignored by my parents and siblings because of this. which was completely fine with me. i was much happier playing outside with the various animals we had on the grounds, and play fighting with the stable-boys. my mother scolded me for not being ladylike and telling me i'd never be fit to be queen.
which was what i wanted.
but i'm here now, a leader to a dying civilisation.
all i do is sit around all day being told what to do and what not to do.
from my room, however, if i sit at just the right angle at the window, i can see into the soldiers training academy nearby.
i can't hear the teacher, but using a folded down parasol in place of a sword, i've been able to replicate most of the stances and sword moves by myself. of course, i miss out on the hand to hand training, but i was decent enough at getting a few punches in as a child. besides, i'm planning on it not having to get to that stage. my sword will be enough.
when i was a child, the younger boys in the family attended compulsory fencing classes.
i snuck in once, since nobody could tell i was a girl under those weird outfits.
i was found out fairly abruptly, but the time i was there, oh boy was it amazing.
the rush of fighting, the graceful flow of lunging with the sword.
of course, looking back i realise i was not really that graceful.
but i think i have a good enough technique down now.
i am able to keep up with all the drills and exercises the soldiers in training do, albeit difficult in a ruffled dress and a musty, frilly princess bedroom, but i think i'm ready.
i even have some old black soldiers robes, light armour and old guard clothes i found when i snuck into the cellar, that i tailored to fit me better.
i just have to wait for the right moment to sneak out.
and a sword. but i know where to get that. i just need the key to my fathers room.
he kept his great grandfathers sword on display in there, and got it fixed up regularly. we were forbidden to touch it.
i did once, and it made quite a nasty cut.
since the siege, there have been more and more guards around. and since they're just guarding me, it's going to be difficult.
--
then came the night for my escape.
i'd discreetly mentioned to my advisers that on our daily strolls around town i'd heard civilians discussing rumours of an attack on the outer parts of the town -a lie of course- but that's where security is most thin. which will lead them away from me.
it was successful. the guard that patrolled the halls outside my fathers bedroom was gone, and i knew i'd have a clear route out the back walls of the town once i'd snuck out of his window.
of course i had left a note. if not, an endless investigation of innocent civilians would take place because of my disappearance.
so i did.
i dressed up, like the shadows. concealed my face, my identity. i collected the sword and ran.
years of posture and walking training made me quiet and stealthy as i ran.
i made it outside the walls from the back and got myself out of sight from the watchtowers dotted around the front of the town.
i ran.
to the front lines, to join the soldiers risking their lives for me.

to fight.
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the escape
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didn't have time to do more than a sketch ^^
take what is here as complete

[saturnalia]

• her name is hershey, she's named after the candy bar and has always been embarrassed of it
• female
• her favorite holiday is valentines day, she loves giving little heart chocolates to her friends and writing cute notes to them
• runs a library full of worn down unwanted books with notes scrawled in the margins and on the inside of the covers. she loves each book like they are her babies
• the library is a big old building in a small town where it rains all the time and the sky is always gray. the building smells like incense and dryrotting wood
• she lives in the upstairs floor of the library, the walls are all painted white
• she has one of those boxy old tvs in her room. she only watches old cartoons and her favorite movie is bambi
• she has a vintage floral couch that she usually falls asleep on while watching tv
• the library has a weird dark basement that's supposedly haunted. she goes down there every night and tries to talk to the ghosts
• she lets stray cats come into the library and feeds them. sometimes she has like 10 of them in there at once
• always has candles lit in the library
• she loves reading and that's what she spends most of her time doing (obviously)
• believes in paranormal stuff like ghosts and angels. and she hangs out in cemeteries at night a lot
• soft spoken, very quiet and shy and doesn't like talking to people but she's nice to everyone
• she loves all bugs but especially butterflies and moths. her favorite butterfly is a swallowtail
• she sews tiny stuffed animals and makes quilts out of fabric scraps and things she finds. she's learning how to knit
• collects feathers, rocks, shells etc. just cool things she finds outside
• knows a lot about plants and will ramble about them. she loves pressing and drying flowers
• bliss by ghost orchard is her favorite album
• her favorite season is winter, she loves snow and the cold and christmas
• born november 13th
• collects weird trinkets like old jewelry and ceramic animal figures and keys and teapots and jars of marbles and bones and doll sized hats and wind up toys. she has boxes of them in her room, she doesnt know what to do with them but she keeps buying them anyway
• has a denim jacket with lots of pins on it and a hat with a smiley face embroidered into it. these are the only things she'll wear besides funny sweaters (there's 2 links there) that are too big for her
• always leaves loose change and pieces of candy and crumpled up sticky note reminders she wrote for herself in her jacket pockets
• favorite color is periwinkle
• her favorite food is those lollipops with bugs inside them
• she only drinks coffee. no water

[dolly]

i don't think i can really manage a full out story right now but here's a summary:

the story starts with a ragged thief named atticus. atticus has lived a life of mild crime in vanory, the biggest kingdom in the realm, and she was finally caught. her punishment was to be sent to the badlands, aka the desert kingdom of ibalend.
she treks her way through ahlaan bika desert (ahlaan bika is essentially a way to say welcome to someone in arabic, so 'ahlaan bika desert' is roughly desert welcome/welcome desert) for days on end. finally succumbing to the heat and utter exhaustion, she collapses. she doesn't expect to wake up.
however, she does and she awakes in a small tent on the outskirts of one of the four towns at the very edge of ibalend. iesha soothes her with kind eyes and soft smiles as she prepares a liquid medicine for her to take. atticus is, of course, untrusting and confused, but iesha pays this little mind. she welcomes her very warmly and insists on helping her fit into the kingdom.
iesha is very used to doing this sort of thing. ibalend is founded on being the land where you never want to end up (at least, that's what the rest of the realm wants you to think) as it's the badlands, the barren and warmest place in the realm. not much is revealed about iesha yet, she's clearly nice but closed lipped when it comes to personal details. untrusting similar to atticus.
iesha helps her around the palace and thema, a naive and generous queen, allows her a position as one of her staff. atticus doesn't see much of iesha. she learns gossip from the staff, how iesha appeared from no where and how no one really remembers her arriving. they're kind, but very untrusting of this woman. atticus is conflicted on how to feel.
atticus sees her in passing a few times, but doesn't actually really see her until the first day of the festival of lions. the celebration is one of the biggest events of the kingdom and iesha adores it. she is much more active around the castle and its... kinda cute. she sees iesha in the large back garden on day while atticus is working on gardening and they talk.
iesha is the most vibrant she's ever seen and she just keeps going off on rambles and tangents. atticus finds it totally lovely and listens with wrapt attention. iesha eventually has to attend to a patient (her job isn't too clear yet, but it's known she has something to do with welcoming people and healing) leaving atticus.
they see each other the next day and every day until the festival happens. it's a celebration (though other words can be used depending on which part of the land you live in) of the goddess sekhmet, the lioness goddess, and her merciful gifts on the land. she represents a lot of what ibalend is, cruel but giving. the tale atticus is told is reminiscent of one of the backstories of the real ancient goddess sehkmet. it's not too cs friendly (gore, lots of blood and death) but basically she goes on a little stabbing spree and is finally calmed when the nile river runs red with beer which makes her fall asleep thus ending her reign of terror.
shihab (red and gold) makes an appearance at the festival. he's something of a god who loves trickery and has his fun playing around with atticus. he has this strange respect for iesha (who clearly and visibly does not understand why) and doesn't both her much. overall not much happens but they're left with a sense of foreboding.
a war is brewing in the rest of the realm and ibalend is not getting involved. thema will not allow any lives to be lost to frivolous fights for power. the deserts seem to agree as the enter one of their harshest climates on record. iesha treats patients and with her new found close bond with atticus from the festival, she allows atticus to aid her like a nurse. the two only grow closer and for once in her life, atticus feels at home.
however, this is a story and good feelings never have good outcomes. everything that can go wrong starts going wrong. villages are destroyed by the harsh weather and thema faces a threatening illness. khalise, her consort, is a mess and iesha is the one to hold everything together.
she's becoming harsher as the stress takes hold of her, snapping at those in her way. she's unrecognizable. atticus tries and tries to help her, but iesha keeps pushing her away. the reader is in the place of atticus, someone implied to be falling for iesha, and there's a large sense of helplessness as the story goes on.
iesha apologizes and she pleads for forgiveness which atticus gives, but the situation is so utterly bleak. things get better and worse and they have no way of fixing it. they can't go to the outside for help, and they dont have the resources to heal thema. the kingdom is turning on itself without someone to lead them since khalise is a mess.
without warning the stories point of view switches to iesha. she's in the capital cities temple for shihab and she's summoning him. she makes a deal with him, something one should never do. end of the form.

the story, of course, does not end there, but that is where the form is intended to end. the ending is left open and ends similar to this; "The sand colored cat watched on from the limestone pillar, a slow grin spreading on her face. A burning sensation flushed through her veins. It was magnetic- powerful and electric. If she were anything less, she might have charred. She felt more alive than she had in centuries."
you can probably guess who this cat is.

[Lex.]

Name:
Seraphina
I need this kal! Hopefully an early birthday present for me uwu

[imperials]

Mark !