Spring Leaves, City Lights

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Aendaciana Rilindisil

    Purple Dusk to Green
  • Priestess Queen
  • Played By: Cerebearstare

    Raej Terreille
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Spring Leaves, City Lights
« on: April 25, 2021, 01:08:41 AM »
Musical Inspiration: Våren flyktar hastigt [Translation from Swedish to English]
Attire: Pink Dress | Braided Hair
Location/Activity: City Shopping - Hjerte | Park Sitting - People Watching
Date: Spring, AW 104


Today was too lovely a day even to allow the usual flutter of whispered grief at the thought of her father to bring down her mood. With her handmade leather basket on one arm, Aendaciana readied herself with a book of poetry, two mystery/suspense, and one romance, not expecting to get through them all. Still, it was essentially what she was behind on for pleasurable reading.

The rare day off of studies, working with her Healer mother, and the tasks required for one of those options was an appreciated occurrence regardless of when it happened. Today, however, was one of those delightful spring-spring days. So spring-like in the air, that the warmth of the sun, the myriad scents of flowers, the sound of birds and the rushing of the river all came together in a special sort of music, and that even in the city. Hjerte was now where the Priestess Queen had spent perhaps a little less than half of her life, rather than the village she had been born in. While partly Aendaciana preferred village existence, she had learned to enjoy what at least this city had to offer and had visited a few others along En Stor Elv.

All of those things added to the sounds of common trade in Hjerte.

The pleasantries of Lykkelig Vidd still simmered a little in Aendaciana's memory, so she was already in a pleasant mood before finding out her mother hadn't needed her at all for the day. At ninety-four, Aendaciana was young enough still to be able to appreciate escaping a chore or two, even if she wasn't exactly giddy about the prospect as might have been the case a few decades ago. She'd spent the earliest part of the morning running in her other form, which only seemed to enhance the ferocity inherited from her father.

Two hours later and Aendaciana had left home for the second time. She'd visited the best mercer to acquire silk, linen, and strong broadcloth. The latter for plain skirts, trousers, and shirts to stitch and sew together herself. She hadn't been good at the skill initially, finding it exhausting to try to ensure the straightest, most careful stitches. At some point among the decades, as she matured, the satisfaction of finishing an item with her own hands gave immense satisfaction.

Eventually, she grew skilled enough to make pieces for her brothers, which some of her purchases were for. She could layer hints of her Queen's craft into the clothing; this was not permanent and needed a recharge eventually, but it was just one of those small details Aendaciana enjoyed about the work. Black, navy, white, tan, brown, and a pale sky blue were her fabric colours choices that she could carry with her in small, light bolts. The rest would be delivered home.

Partly, having sturdy pieces that could either withstand transformation or pieces that held enough Craft in them that one could change with, leaving the fabric returned to its shape in either form. All of this, and springtime as bright and warm as it was made for a beautiful day. A good day to find a peaceful spot along the river and start her next project. The other unfinished ones at home covering her desk like moss on tree bark did not particularly matter in this case, she'd convinced herself. The Priestess Queen found a spot in a pretty, well tree-lined park within a fifteen-minute walk to her favourite series of shops and close enough to the river to see the rushing of water. Aendaciana set down her basket and began to unroll two thick, sturdy blankets. While doing so, she settled mentally in for her fourth favourite activity; people watching.

Koa Red-eye

    Rose to Purple Dusk
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Re: Spring Leaves, City Lights
« Reply #1 on: May 02, 2021, 08:13:26 AM »

They were mostly self sufficient in their hamlet. But even with the trade wagons that rolled down their pitted path with semi-regularity, there were things that were harder to come by. Things that necessitated trips into the larger cities of Raej.

And letters that required a delicate hand in delivery. Or, at least, a trustworthy hand. Koa was well suited. The most unlikely to mention his mission to a stranger, or even a friend should he make one. He carried it in his cabinet with studious silence. Barely thought of it, except to remember where it needed taking.

He lent himself to other tasks first. Collecting those harder to acquire bits and pieces. Strange things needed by the priests and priestesses. Odd ends required by the black widows.

The weather was nice. The sun was warm on his face, but the air was cool. That sort of perfect middle ground that made a man pause and tip his face skyward. It drew Koa from his work and lead him down a winding path that followed the river. Many others walked with him. Lovers, friends, quiet solitary souls such as himself. They promenaded along the river bank, or spilled across the green slopes on blankets or cushions.

One such drew more attention than the rest. It was not just Koa's, either, but nearly all the man, and many of the women. Even if they did not approach, they looked, as Koa looked. It was impossible not to. Instinct directed his eye, and tugged at his feat. Queen, that dark maleness inside him whispered. Koa had very little experience with them, but enough to recognize that feeling.

And so little of it to let his baser nature, or perhaps, his more noble nature, take him to the outskirts of her blanket. He hovered, his manner too placid to be awkward. He didn't have temper in need of soothing. His was a mostly settled soul. But he liked that feeling. That strange sort of feeling he could not name, but which could only be provided by the loftiest of castes.

"Lady." He greeted, because to stand in utter silence would be rude. But he did not stare. Eyes on the water running beyond the walkers. Staring would be all the ruder. She was unaccompanied. Koa took it as invitation to linger all the longer. As escort. Koa dipped a look from the corner of his eyes. The letter would keep for an afternoon. "How may I serve?" He offered, smoothing the corner of a blanket with the worn toe of his boot.

Aendaciana Rilindisil

    Purple Dusk to Green
  • Priestess Queen
  • Played By: Cerebearstare

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Re: Spring Leaves, City Lights
« Reply #2 on: May 12, 2021, 07:16:21 AM »
Musical Inspiration: Våren flyktar hastigt [Translation from Swedish to English]
Attire: Pink Dress | Braided Hair
Location/Activity: City Shopping - Hjerte | Park Sitting - People Watching
Date: Spring, AW 104


Aendaciana would have understood being self-sufficient if the idea was presented to her, as it was how she'd lived as a youth in a Raejan village rather than the city. Otherwise, she thought of the matter as ordinary. The Priestess Queen did not often consider people who lived in even smaller, more remote ways, where one might have to travel rather lengthy distances to achieve vastly needed materials. However, she had never set aside or forgot what it was like compared to what was readily available in the cities, especially the larger ones.

A few times while she was arranging her space, she turned to look, almost as if to see if the winding way of stores and shops and more were still there. As Queen and Priestess, she often needed very specific accoutrements for different rituals or Craft. The gift of Queen's Blood to the land required a particular set of items, and the quality mattered. A Priestess' altar needed precisely attended components. Aendaciana continued to enjoy the warm, beautiful day and the people taking in every facet. As such, the Priestess Queen was rather absentminded and had not noticed exactly how much she was being observed, simply placing this fact as another portion of the beautiful day. People present were akin to warm, extra sunlight that wasn't too hot and didn't burn.

Then suddenly, a pleasant voice reminded of safety, heavy tree boughs, and the dark shade under her favourite trees roused the Priestess Queen from relatively idle musings. She tilted back her head and smiled, realising that in a technical sense, she was without Escort, and indeed anyone could approach and choose to fill that role. To serve with the lightest touch of honour. Her brothers would have been amused at her choice to go without one of them, only to be expected to not be unattended by someone. The idea of a Queen left to her own devices was probably the beginning of a joke somewhere.

"Oh. Why, hello," Aendaciana said while turning slightly to face the speaker. What she found was a beautiful deep brown-skinned man, enough that the Priestess Queen couldn't help the smile that bloomed upon her face and lifted a pearlescent pale hand to wave gracefully. She wanted dearly to see his eyes closer but didn't know why this mattered so much at the moment.

"Serve? I--ah. I did not think it through, simply deciding to sit near the riverside on my own, without anyone else near. I do apologise. You might certainly join me unless you're concerned for my safety. It is usually safe here, and there's plenty of blanket space, which is for sitting on the ground." The way he looked at her, carefully, politely, and remained off of her blanket made her immediately worry for him and wonder if there was something he needed. Sharp blue eyes bright with delight took in how this man seemed to stand as if he were taller than she could see. Not looming exactly, but there was something. Confidence, perhaps, Aendaciana decided.

"I thought it would be lovely to sit and work on a little sewing, and today is the day of no lessons," she explained with lifting a precise index finger. She chattered as though he was a neighbour, then paused, aware that some preferred more formality. A pink and deeper rose blush spread over her cheeks as she tilted her head toward her lap, fingers suddenly plucking gently at the layers of her pink gown.

"Oh, Night. Here I am, talking to you without giving a name or anything! Please forgive me. I am Lady Aendaciana Rilindisil-Tobiassen, which is quite a lot of name, so you may certainly call me anything among all those sounds that suits you. Daci, Daciana." Her eyes danced, and dimples flashed in her cheeks. "My brothers sigh quite a lot in pairing with my name." Aendaciana tilted her head from side to side as if thinking. "What should I call you, my Lord?" She imagined he was a Warlord, as he did not have the manner of a Warlord Prince at all, or not really a Prince unless they were a lighter Jewelled one. Of course, she could have been wrong, simply because Aendaciana was still learning.

Koa Red-eye

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Re: Spring Leaves, City Lights
« Reply #3 on: May 21, 2021, 05:27:26 PM »

He worried he had startled her. Not for the fright he might have given, for she did not seem afraid even in the slightest. But just that she had not noticed him at all. It was vanity either, Koa quite liked being overlooked, but it meant she wasn't paying attention. Maybe it was a security present in her caste that he was not aware of. His thumb traced a seam in the hem of his coat, almost too warm for the weather.

Better to worry it than her. "Hello." He replied, mouth following hers from greeting to smile. Why would she smile at him that way? He would never complain of it, just wonder. The same way a man might marvel at how the sun rose every day. Impossibly bright. But he didn't move from his spot, feet refusing to be beckoned by a smile. They required an invitation.

An invitation he got. Smile shrinking as she admitted to having not thought. That seemed to be the way of things, especially among witch and small children. Never thinking ahead. Koa bowed politely, the corners of his eyes fluttering with amused frustration. She was not his to tuck away or scold. And scolding so rarely worked. At least not with small children. Koa had never dared scold a witch of any caste.

"The weather is especially fine." He agreed, peaceably. "I am not disturbing you?" If she wished to sit alone, Koa would simply stand near by. Or perhaps even sit, the grass here was plush enough that no blanket was needed. He smoothed his pockets, feeling paper crinkle beneath his hands. She was very friendly, but perhaps a friendly lady of such a lofty caste needed time to sit alone, away from everyone else.

Yet she did not protest his presence, speaking to him freely as if they had known each other quite a long time. Koa continued to hover at the corner of her blanket. The fine fabric a barrier his dusty boots couldn't bear to cross just yet. He nodded along with her words, which flowed like a burbling brook, almost a backdrop. "Ah-aha." He almost laughed, cheeks darkening and eyes crinkling. "No forgiveness necessary."

"I am Koa Red-Eye, lady." She was very forthcoming and upfront. She spoke an obvious truth with very little care or shame. No apology, but no mockery either, of her name. It was, certainly, more than he was used to fitting his mouth around. "Your name is lovely, I assure you." Eyes flitting from the tilt of her head to the ruffles of her dress, Koa slowly eased himself down. Perching at the corner of her blanket, legs sprawled before him.

"Do you have many brothers?" He did not continue his question beyond that. It was not his place to inquire as to their whereabouts. They were not here, which was all that mattered in the end. But no harm had come to her, and now Koa was here to see it continued so.

Aendaciana Rilindisil

    Purple Dusk to Green
  • Priestess Queen
  • Played By: Cerebearstare

    Raej Terreille
    4 Posts    220 marks
Re: Spring Leaves, City Lights
« Reply #4 on: June 04, 2021, 01:07:29 AM »
Musical Inspiration: Våren flyktar hastigt [Translation from Swedish to English]
Attire: Pink Dress | Braided Hair
Location/Activity: City Shopping - Hjerte | Park Sitting - People Watching
Date: Spring, AW 104


Aendaciana made a plan for her day, and this was certainly outside of that plan in the best possible way. So the Priestess Queen tried to think of something else that could be equally lovely as meeting someone new to her and resulted in metaphorically empty hands. She had been intensely focused on her task and was young enough not to have developed the wariness or canny sense of a person that had experienced direct danger or violence. Aendaciana's attention settled keenly where the man's thumb traced a seam upon his coat, which was a warm, sturdy fabric.

She blinked, briefly thinking she wanted to be the coat—such usefulness and dependability, but maybe not better than the blessing that she had. Then, lightly, Aendaciana shook her head.

"Oh, certainly not. A new person is never a disturbance but a path to new knowledge, loveliness, wisdom, and adventure!" A peal eased from the youngish Priestess Queen, and her smile flowered again with delighted ease. The subtle crinkle of his eyes lifted her pulse for a moment. Was it almost a moment he might laugh with her? She filed the warming thought away to examine later.

A slow nod followed as he remarked that she didn't require to be forgiven, and any tension she might have gained flowed out of her as quickly as the En Stor Elv often went on its way. Swish, swish, swish. "Lord Red-Eye, it is indeed a pleasure to make your acquaintance," she placed a hand near to her heart and bowed, smoothing the opposite along the pink frothing fabric of her dress as if to imitate rising and offering a curtsey.

"How kind, thank you. I wished to wear something that reflected my mood today." Her almost colourless blue eyes brightened with happiness as Lord Koa sat down to join her. Now, she was almost sure he was a Warlord.

It surprised that Lord Koa--which she would think of him and hail him unless he corrected her--asked if she had any brothers. Rather than asking where her brothers were and if she had an Escort. It made her feel a little more independent, confident perhaps.

"I do. I have two brothers. My twin brother is a Prince named Adrian, and my maternal brother is a Warlord, and his name is Larsek. No sisters though, there is only me. Is your family close, or do you live in a village, my Lord? You seem like the small quiet spaces are your dearest friends." Aendaciana was quiet a little, not wanting to overwhelm Lord Red-Eye with her busy chatter, even as bright questions shimmered in her expression. The Priestess Queen drew in a slow breath and waited patiently.

Koa Red-eye

    Rose to Purple Dusk
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Re: Spring Leaves, City Lights
« Reply #5 on: June 12, 2021, 07:09:36 AM »

Her words flowed like the river, but Koa did not feel as though they would rise over his head and wash him away. He was a stone in them, and they parted gently around him. Was this a gift of queens? To surround without overwhelming? Priestesses he was familiar with. Beating you about the shoulders with wisdom and idiom.

This was not that. Or maybe a little of that.

"I see." He smiled, unable to voice more than that. She would make him think, as priests often wished you to think. He had never heard the meeting of strangers labeled in such a manner. But her joy was too bright for him to be cast in the shadow of confusion. She laughed even. Was a it a joke? Koa could not say, so he smiled.

Not a jest. Certainly not mockery. Maybe she just viewed the world this way. So happy to make his acquaintance. Koa decided it was something more than just a queen-thing. It had to a particular to this woman thing. No other queen would greet him so, he was sure. Face ducking away at her extravagance. And he with barely an appropriate bow to pay her back with.

"You have done a most fine job." She and her dress certainly resembled each other. Head down and smile on, Koa listened. Lazy probes eeking out into the surrounding area. Eyes hard to take away from the lady would talked to him. But he sensed no danger, just passing interest and curiosity. Similar to what had brought him close. But his presence kept others away.

"A twin. How interesting." How similar were they, Koa wondered of this prince twin and his sister. A warlord brother he could more easily imagine. Though where were they? Still he did not ask. Now the focus of her attention in a manner that asked questions. "You read me very well, Lady Aendaciana. I am from a village near the border" The quiet places and large wilds suited him very well.

And his bear. "It is like having a very large family. Full, mostly, of nosy aunts and bossy uncles." It was not his description, but one he had heard applied to their community by one of the others. Koa had no memory of aunts and uncles to compare it to. The family that had birthed him mostly forgotten. Mostly on purpose. "I am here on village business. The bumpkin visiting the city." He grinned, stealing another phrase, this one he'd had hurled at him as an insult before.

 

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