Hi. I am Sodium Laureth Sulfate.
I still haven't found a shorter name to go by around here.
So far I prefer SLES and Sal, but people tend to just call me Sodium. which isn't the same as SLES now, is it?
Below the spoiler tag is a little bit about my story:
Set in the Kingdom of Nur (meaning light in Arabic), the Sacra Cousins come from an old, powerful and respectable family of mages. However as time goes by, there is a disunity among the people of Nur that ultimately segregates the mage population from the humans.
The humans are accusing the mages of abusing their powers and abilities, especially the ones related to the mind: telepathy, teleportation, telekinesis, etc. This fear was first spread by His Majesty's Council, to which the respectable Etari M. Sacra used to belong.
This brings about the Ring Law, which stipulates that every single person who exhibits any signs of mind-related magic needs to be registered and prescribed a simple power-suppressant device in the shape of a ring (and later, bracelets).
Needless to say, the suppressant rings are perceived in a negative light among the magical population of the kingdom, for the rings do nothing but to take away their abilities, identities, and most importantly, their freedom.
Etari Sacra, a prominent and formidable mage, was one of those who are against this Ring Law - however, the other pro-ring councilmen and women managed to persuade the king into implementing said law. Those who keep rising against this law are either banished from Nur, or executed.
Etari Sacra and his family are quite lucky enough to be banished, but the Sacras are forever branded as traitors, and the mage dies a broken man.
His grandchildren, however, would continue to carry out his mission: to try and restore justice to the magical population of Nur, and to find out who exactly is behind the initial scaremongering.
The Twelve Sacra Cousins, being powerful and accomplished mages themselves, manage to sneak back into the kingdom and live under false names and identities. They spread across Nur, each establishing their own 'headquarters' in an attempt to help magic-folk who are being oppressed by the Ring Law and the council members, either directly or indirectly.
I am in my early 20's, and I am from Malaysia.
If you unscramble Nuha Fariq, you'll get my name.
I can waste hours on tumblr, seriously. Most of the time, I stare and sigh at
pictures of the handsome and tragically adorable woodland fairy creature
that is Mr. Ben Whishaw.
The Beatles will always be #1 to me.
I mean look at these dorks srsly
My favourite Beatle is George.
My least favourite is John.
I have so many ideas for my story but I just lack the time and motivation to write them down.
I am a Hufflepuff.
My favourite Austen man is Captain Wentworth.
I have no idea what made me choose what I chose to do at uni,
But such is life, I suppose.
Background stories of my characters can be found somewhere in my journal~
"Depends on how long 'half-way' is I suppose. Is it long enough for the second person to get there without also being corrupted? Presuming of course that the first holder wasn't corrupted enough during the first half of the journey not to kill the second in order to take back the evil item."
"I say you're betting a great deal on the presumption that we'll be passing on our corruption along with the weapon, instead of slowly rotting from it once infected by its evil magics, regardless of who now wields it, but I admire your optimism!"