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Judal's Profile - our character of the month of July is the first King of Gnomus, beloved for his charisma and admirable stoicism. He is superbly written, participant of a number of captivating threads, and he is, of course, quite the handsome monarch too. We hope Judal's reign will be long and prosperous, and wait with baited breath to follow many more of his entrancing stories.
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The King, The Queen and the... Mascot!?
Nadezhda, Gwenael and Narcissus participate in July's thread of the month, link which is compelling and beautifully composed by all 3 writers. The characters go about their conflict in a way that is realistic, proud and, in parts, humorous. The whole thread makes for a very entertaining read, and we look forward to seeing how it develops.
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07-26-2018, 10:56 PM   (This post was last modified: 07-26-2018, 10:57 PM by Narcissus.)
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Steam rolled off of his body as he stepped onto the shore. Irritation across his face from the very fact he had to swim. He shakes his coat, and begins to walk toward the looming palace ahead. New Kings and Queens of Mythos were raising their heads and he wonders if any others were familiar faces. He had met very few residents of Pantheon that remained alive, and he alone returned to his crown. Vulcanus was a fair distance away and he passed through multiple realms in his quest here. Why? Purgatory. The name alone peaked his curiosity and he wonders what sort of beast would come to rule such a place. He turns his head to study the structure before him. It was slightly ominous in its angles and he wonders who would have built it. The gods perhaps? He decides not to mull over the question as he strides inside, his hoof beats echoing across the walls which welcome him. The atmosphere here is light, almost comforting, but still he carries his natural wariness. 

Is the new King or Queen of this land a creature with a violent temper such as himself, or is it someone who would rather pick flowers than rule a nation. He snorts at the irony of the latter, having come across many of those in his travels during the years he roamed Pantheon. Monarchs would fall from the pressure, or insist on endless peace. Would Mythos bring about rulers who were competent and confident in their positions? So many questions rolled about his mind as he comes to stand at a pool which reflects the moonlight above him. Interesting. He scans the room then clears his throat and speaks "I wish to meet the one who feels they can rule a land such as Purgatory." Deep vocals boom off the empty walls, ears tilting to meet his own echo. "I am Narcissus, King of Vulcanus. He who battled Gilgamesh himself and survived the fall of Pantheon. Meet me, and dare to disappoint me." His words are a challenge, pride filling his chest as he speaks. His very name was enough to put fear into the hearts of others. And so, he waits for whomever steps from the shadows.

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07-27-2018, 05:22 PM   (This post was last modified: 07-27-2018, 05:24 PM by Gwenael.)
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Gwenael
Gwen is perched in his bedroom, handmaiden brushing out the locks of his golden hair. He stares out the window wistfully at the moon, a relief from the burning sunlight he supposes. After a moment there is a knock at his door and he turns it. “Come in,” he calls as the guard tenderly pushes open the door, bowing before opening their mouth. “There appears to be someone moving towards the castle.. The guards are ready just in ca-” “Oh there’s no need for violence,” Gwen says and then slowly rises from his pile of cushions. “Let us go and greet this newcomer hm?” He says and a smile peels over his lips.


He takes in a deep breath and summons his magic, casting a small light as he heads down the passageways of the Alcazar. In time this place will be stripped and redecorated. There is far too much black for his tastes, it needs sparks of gold, red and white. Hopefully Nadya won’t mind, he thinks to himself as he wanders through the halls, eventually his ears catching wind of a voice.


“I don’t think I can rule purgatory, good sir, because I already am,” Gwenael speaks before he’s rounded the corner, only his voice and the light flickering off the wall could potentially be seen before he finally steps out. His hair hangs freely and trails behind him as he walks. For a moment he studies the hulking frame, uncertain what to make of it all. Gilgamesh? He ponders, ah yes I think he wants me to be impressed.


“This bravado is.. Charming I suppose,” Gwen says, “But what precisely brings you to my home? Other than your obvious preference to boast accomplishments.”



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07-29-2018, 03:50 AM  
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Aware of the watching eyes from the shadows, he's certain someone will make an appearance. His announcement, fitting with his arrogant nature, was also a tactical one. He would rather make his presence known of the man he was, both in the past and present, than be perceived as a threat. The stallion cocks a leg casually, subtly showing the guards he was confident enough not to be worried about them, and definitely not formal. Formalities belonged to the one who claimed reign over the land. 

It doesn't take long for a voice to ring out. It's male, and soft. Immediately the ebony king mentally relaxes. While the voice comes with confidence, Narcissus senses something else tucked away behind it. Politics is a big game, and there are many ways to play. Immediately a red flag raises in the fire king's eyes a a golden beauty steps from the shadows. He's a handsome man, with a lovely profile. His expression is soft, and almost cautious? Narcissus purses his lips as he notes something missing but can't identify exactly what. He peers behind the pretty boy thoughtfully then back to him.

"I see you're new to the political dance, or else you would note the reasoning behind my apparent boasting." Narcissus replies simply, locking at the so called "king". "But of course, I don't deny my arrogance as I am an honest man." a smirk passes through the scar on his face, giving him quite the menacing illusion. This child is unimpressive and Narcissus knows know that Purgatory is not a threat but a curiosity. Why does the nation he traveled through have a ruler that contrasts it so. "My only intention is to meet he who rules this land." he steps toward the other monarch, his footfalls rolling across the chamber "I must admit I'm.... surprised."

 @Gwenael
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07-29-2018, 07:42 PM  
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Gwenael

Gwenael stares at the hulking frame, his little bauble of light bouncing next to him. He listens with mild interest and can’t help but presume notes of arrogance in this stallion’s tone… Certainly has a degree of nerve, Gwen muses to himself and keeps both eyes on Narcissus. Unfortunate his face is marred.. He might have been pleasing to look upon otherwise.


“You’re arrogant and presumptuous,” Gwenael says and a frown deepens over his features. “I’m much older than I appear Narcissus and I frankly have seen a thousand men like you, so trust me, I understand why men like you boast.” He responds and lifts his head to meet the gaze of the Fire King, not faltering beneath his gaze. After staring down the maw of hell, Gwen will not let himself be fazed even if it means summoning a bravado of his own. “Really I think questioning why someone wades through water and boldly invites himself in is fairly reasonable. For all I know, you have come to mount my head on a pike and raid my lands.” He shakes his head and his feather fluff up intently before he opens his mouth again. “Well you’ve met the monarch,” Gwen says, “I am Gwenael.”  He doesn’t let his eyes waver from the sight of Narcissus, his ear twitching. “Tell me what has you so surprised? The fact I am not clad in black? Or perhaps the fact I am not resting upon a throne of gold and bones? Please enlighten me, as I find you quite predictable for a land named Vulcanus.”



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07-31-2018, 09:41 PM  
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Were these the lands that once belonged to the mysterious Aether? Narcissus considers the name "Purgatory" and thinks of the man in front of him. Purgatory, a place meant to be stagnant, uncertain, or so that's how he saw it. Or, perhaps, Purgatory was built on contrasting ideals. Is that why this light colored beast supposedly ruled within such a dark fortress? Maybe, though something was still out of place here and Narcissus remains suspicious. When the other stallion speaks of his arrogance Narcissus can only laugh, lifting his head a bit. "One to speak the obvious and hope it's an insult? Or are you merely making statements just for the sake of talking?" he asks, his tone relatively friendly but there's a hint of him being a tad condescending. Let the game begin, the test of tongues and politics. Narcissus scans the monarch thoughtfully then steps toward him "If I came to raid your lands and take your head this conversation would not be happening. I can't be bothered by talk if I seek to expand my territory." he replies, leaning himself on one hind leg. "I assure you my intentions are merely that of curiosity."

Narcissus scans the rest of the room, his single fiery eye studying ever wall, every nook and cranny in the spaces behind this Gwenael. Unsure of exactly what he's hoping to see, Narcissus just looks for holes in this "monarch's" claim to this land. He listens to Gwenael speak and registers the words yet he still focuses on the spaces around him. "My surprise doesn't come from just your looks," he says as he turns his eyes back to him, shifting his weight to relax on the other leg "but your demeanor. I've been a ruling man long enough to understand the very subtleties of one's behavior. You stand here hiding your lack of confidence behind sass. Your attempt at petty insults to get under my skin are.. pathetic to say the least. You call me predictable? I am. I rule over fire, over a volcano. Predictability is not always a disadvantage, in fact, every monarch is predictable if you look hard enough and know what to find." he offers a smirk "and that includes you. The manner in which you speak? Predictable. In fact, overly so. That's why I'm surprised. You're too predictable. A contrast to the land you rule? Light and... hmm sympathetic? Yes, that's a good word for it." his voice fades into something thoughtful before he meets his eye "Tell me, Gwenael... Who really rules over Purgatory?"

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08-02-2018, 07:28 PM  
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Gwenael

Gwenael doesn’t let on to his annoyance, at how the casual condescension scrapes at something beneath the surface. If he wishes throw subtle barbs then Gwen will deliver them right back, refusing to idly layover at such casual disregard. When he finds his opening he takes a swing.


“And yet, an intelligent raider might bide his time to feel out a situation,” Gwenael says, “you’ve come into my home and offered nothing but insults Narcissus, I certainly have no inclination to believe your intentions are benign.” He says as his frown deepens and he lets the silence hang as Narcissus studies his home. Do you seek a weakness? Do you try to find a point to aim your inflated ego?  He thinks to himself harshly and keeps a stern eye on the other monarch. Then Narcissus speaks again and the frown on his features only deepens and he is swiftly finding this bravado to be infuriating at best.

“You have nothing to base your assumptions off of,” Gwenael’s tones begin to sharpen as his annoyance swells into anger, that tender light mood of his shifting into a wildfire. “So I will not acknowledge your attempts to take blows at my character, as you seem to believe yourself in a place to do such a thing, outside of your volcano.” He pins his ears back against his school and toys with the idea for gesturing to the guards. “There is only one ruler over Purgatory Narcissus and that is me.. If you have qualms with myself then please see yourself to the door, as I do not have the time to waste on men who come to my doorstep for a pissing contest.” He says. He might have turned in a flourish of hair and silk, but he doesn’t dare turn his back to this neanderthal at his doorstep.. Instead he stares down this supposed fire king, wondering if a bucket of water might melt him.




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08-14-2018, 06:14 PM  
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Perhaps she should have been more aware of the guests creeping into her home, but there had been so many recently. Queens, citizens and strange women alike, she was inundated with visitors within the walls. The mere presence of them, the strange feet on her marble floors, the whispers of their words and the unfamiliar scents, slithered like a creeping, hissing snake up her spine, settling heavily on her shoulders with the heavy weight of her thick, shiny coils of braids. The shadows of her magic were rattled, mouths open and fangs bared. What she sunk their poisonous teeth into entirely depended on what tipped the careful balance of her learned diplomacy. Regardless of her unrest, she should have known of the presence of another monarch within her walls. She should not have heard the rumours chirped in her ear by a meek little maid spinning tales of a King as black as the Alcazar’s walls confronting her golden pet.

So she went, all chiming gold and feminine curves, to where the two were situated.

They were gold and charcoal colliding like sunlight burning against the blackened landscape of a fire ravaged land. Her sweet pet, the apparent Monarch she watched with careful eyes, spoke with confidence and strength, denying every question of the larger, battle-worn man opposing him. Darkened ears flicked forward, coins jingling softly against her cheeks like the soft, melodic laughter ringing in her mind. Gwenael may be merely her well-groomed and managed puppet, but he was entirely capable of functioning on his own. His intense stare, accompanied by the bite in his words, would have brought a giggle to her if she was not faced with the fiery monarch.

”Indeed, there is only one Monarch here, and you are looking at them. Have you been playing nicely with my Monarch, darling Narcissus? I do hope he has’t caused you any…distress. Gwenael does have quite a bite when he wants to.” Instead of the amused giggle bubbling in her chest, she laughed almost dismissively at the King of Fire. She had heard whispers of him. Royalty once before, he had been reinstated upon the burning throne. But upon a closer inspection she found him to be not nearly as impressive as the legends portrayed him. How was it that men were always so disappointing? She tilted her head, soft chimes filling the air as she considered him, icy gold eyes burning over the dark, scarred texture of his muscular body.

With a soft huff, she spoke once again. ”Do you have any other business than, as it was so well put, a pissing contest? If so, perhaps you would like to come in and leave that atrocious attitude at the door, darling. We won’t have that kind of disrespect in Purgatory, will we, pet?”
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09-09-2018, 02:54 AM  
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It didn't take much longer after Gwenael's sharp words that she emerged and he immediately knows she's the one he really came to see. She carries herself better than the fair skinned, and rather sassy, beast before him. He had been feeling her eyes after all. An amused smirk passes across his face as she speaks of the true Monarch being the man he stood close to. Was denial a common theme in this realm, then? A theme he would rather avoid as, despite his flaws, Narcissus was a rather honest man. He felt no glee in lies and deceit, especially when it came to his nation and people. His honest words could often be sharper than a lie. Honesty was painful, but he didn't care. A man who is stabbed many times learns to take what is thrown at him. Perhaps what these two needed was a thicker skin.

Irritated by the mare's words, he drops his ears slightly. Pissing contest? Laughable, and of course damaging to his ego. Who did they think they were? He came here under a banner of peace and what? Tension rumbles through his body, causing subtle muscle twitches but he still does not wear his thoughts on his hardened face. In fact, he remains rather expressionless. "I came here to see who rules this nation, to see if they're a threat or not. Instead I come and find a man who would rather sass me than admit I'm right. He may be a figure head, a Monarch, but I can tell whatever comes out of his mouth comes from you Queen" he says with an even tone. "I'm not one to spread your true power around, so there is no need for such bullshit. However, since you both seem to believe I am merely an ache in your sides I'll be on my way." he turns away then glances over his shoulder "As for being disrespectful, I am not the one who began throwing insults, nor did I throw any of my own. I expressed observations which have proven to be true. Gwenael is not the true power behind Purgatory. I also never said that was a bad thing. If you want to call me disrespectful then I insist you look in a mirror. Good day." the king says before he begins to walk away

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