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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


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    Agnieszka



    Once upon a time there had been a girl splashed in black who lived beside a river. There was magic in the girl’s veins.  She had command of the waters and the earth. The air would crackle with her fury and the sky would brighten with her joy. She was plain and full bodied, but her eyes were amethyst and she was loved.

    Once upon a time the world had come apart and the girl had died and there was nothing left at all.

    Almost nothing.


    From the day Agnieszka arrived in Tephra and met Leliana something had been awry. The dappled mare was fond of her new Queen and quickly settled into the tropical paradise beside the volcano. Yet something had changed, intractable though it was and the reclusive pinto felt as though the noise in her head was somehow altered. That wasn’t exactly something she could explain to anyone, and she had no close friends in her new home anyway. Though her own history is limited by her amnesia, all the days of her memory have been accompanied by the buzz of almost constant anxiety. A consistent if unpleasant companion filling her head with a carousel of noise. 

    Something else has joined the noise, an incongruous note among the cacophony. 

    When war came to Tephra with fire and rain and the hateful giggle of shadows the terror had filled her mouth with ash. Into the darkness she had fled, toward the sea, among the furious waves that broke against the frightened horses that milled there. Trees came to life and ran across the earth, and monsters made of earth and ash and stone rose up to stumble after the fighters and the innocents and she knew she would drown before she let these things near her. Let the cruel kelpie himself drag her into the challenger deep and gorge on her blood, so long as she kept away.

    She does not remember the portals or the escape. In the fog she stumbles to her feet. The dappled continents that once mesmerized her seaside lover smeared with the Taiga’s red earth. Her quick, frightened breaths taste of dampness, fern, and rotting wood. Agnieskza’s eyes roll at the rows of trunks marching away from her in every direction. She has been here before, but with Wane. It had been safe with Wane, or when she knew he must be right behind or right ahead of her in the impenetrable fog. 

    Stumbling a circle, too disoriented to determine the quickest route out of the trees and…

    ...and she cannot walk through them, even if Nerine were just beyond she could not take a step away from the mud and trampled ferns on which she stands. The noise is so loud in her head and it is altered yet again, thoughts that once repeated and repeated are now disjointed, interrupted and incomplete. 

    A squeal of fear answers the voice that calls out of the fog before her maddened mind imagines it comes from someone safe. “Wane?” She sobs, but though she feels relief in a small way it is without remembering why. ”Wane. A whisper, confused. The dappled mare shivers and drops her head like an exhausted deer at the end of the hunt, her pupils vast and dark.

    Behind it all, beneath, within, a black thing twists in its prison. The walls that cage it weakened, cracks letting it reach into her mind and taste the madness there. 

    Once upon a time there was a Witch and she had come apart instead of dying.


    an unequaled gift for disaster





    TLDR for personal plot stuff: I am diving into her character development again. Meeting Leliana in Tephra triggered something for her. War in Tephra was traumatic enough to cause a black out and worsen her madness, the division between her former and current consciousness is weakening for the first time. 

    @[Jakub] She is nuts and heard him call out to her. For some reason thinks him to be her (former?) lover Wane because he is the only one she could be near these trees with. Created a new thread since that other one ran off. Smile
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    He had roamed the cover of Taiga not long ago swearing he had smelled the scent of a Tephran near by, only to run into the lands leader Aten. He had gone back to Tephra to report back to his Queen, but something inside of him seemed to pull him back once more to the enormous trees of Tiaga.

    This time he would not leave until he found what he was looking for. He picked slowly through the maze of trees, calling out into the vastness every few moments and losing his way only a few times before peering into a break of trees to find his bearings of direction.

    He stopped deep with in Tiaga's cover, though the sun was high in the day this particular area was delved in shadows and was dense with cover. Hello, anyone there? His ears swiveled teadiously as he heard someone nearby call out in reply to his.

    As he slowly walked towards the voice he could sense desperation and fear in the voice. Jakub's body relaxes, becoming soft and gentle in comparison to how he felt. He attempted to follow the scent of the other, but it proved difficult as his nose was doused in the over powering smell of pine needles and bark.

    Slowly he followed the faint voice accompanied by the whimpers of fear. As he rounded a particularly large trunk he spotted her, a black, grey and white mare. The sun lightly touched her back. Wane?... Wane she mumbled through the filtered darkness.

    He approached her slowly, the sulfuric smell of Tephra growing stronger as he got closer. Are you okay? Are you hurt? he asked gently, concern filling his midnight blue eyes as the gold filtered ray's danced lazily on top. His black coat seemed to shine despite the thickness of the canopy above. He searched her slowly looking for any scrapes or worse. He was close but did not want to startle her more once she found out that indeed he was not Wane, but he hoped he could be a comfort none the less.

    JAKUB

    and out he came, holding his brothers heel


    @[Agnieszka]
    Tephra inhabitant (Alpha)
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