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1 - 50 Vy
51 - 2,050 Faexa
2,051 - 2,150 DraconicFeline
2,151 - 1,002,150 Duke Edward Drake
1,002,151 - 2,002,150 Faexa
2,002,151 - 7,002,150 Echo Danger


Faexa - 3

1 - 50 Vy
51 - 2,050 Faexa
2,051 - 2,150 DraconicFeline
2,151 - 1,002,150 Duke Edward Drake
1,002,151 - 2,002,150 Faexa
2,002,151 - 7,002,150 Echo Danger


Faexa - 3
Echo Danger - 1

1 - 50 Vy
51 - 2,050 Faexa
2,051 - 2,150 DraconicFeline
2,151 - 1,002,150 Duke Edward Drake
1,002,151 - 2,002,150 Faexa
2,002,151 - 7,002,150 Echo Danger


Faexa - 3
Echo Danger - 1

Actually, I'm going to stop here. I just realized that Duke only gave a preference for the khehora. So that means the egg automatically goes to Drac. Wish I'd noticd that before. xD

For the Oblivionite girl in the green dress

-[What am I called?]- Tavia
-[What will I be?]- Battler
-[Who am I?]-

Traits:
Determined
Manipulative
Vengeful
Planner

Personality:
Tavia is a girl who uses whatever assets she has to get what she wants. She has a determination that can be scary in it's focus and has a patience that is rare for someone her age. She tends to plan things out and will wait however long it takes for it to come to fruition. She is manipulative, unapologetic, and ruthless.

Despite this, Tavia does not indulge in senseless cruelty. All her actions are either towards her personal goals or in order to accomplish a personal vendetta. She can be two-faced and no one is quite sure who she really is, sometimes even she isn't sure if she is the sweet thing wanting people's approval or the heartless girl who will step on anyone in her way. In the end she figures it doesn't matter. She is a creature of her circumstances and that is all that matters.

-[Where have I come from?]-

Tavia was born the b*****d child of an Oblivionite noble and a courtesan. Due to this she has been bred to be pleasing to those around her. She smiles at the right time, is always dressed beautifully, and even at a young age has learned how to flirt and to manipulate the people around her to get what she wants. Shunned by her father, Tavia was raised by her mother, a temperamental but extremely beautiful and popular courtesan. Her mother has already set Tavia up to be a courtesan and in the beginning, Tavia accepted that was where her future was headed.

That was until the day she realized she could be more. It happened when her mother was taken out by her new noble benefactor to a play. Her mother was in a generous mood and decided to allow Tavia to attend the play, though she was to keep out of sight. Tavia ended up wandering off and ended up at a small wandering market, which had small shows going on. One of those shows was a magic show. Tavia watched in fascination as a slender Oblivionite boy only a few years older than her conjured up great beasts. It was fascinating.

After he finished, Tavia approached him and with a bit of flirting and manipulation, the boy agreed to show her some basic aspects of conjuration. To Tavia's delight she found that she was rather good and with it came the thrill of power and a realization that she didn't have to be a courtesan if she didn't want to.

A few days later her mother's position with her benefactor was threaten, by a new and younger courtesan. Through she didn't hold a candle to her mother in beauty, she had a lively spirit that drew people in. Tavia might have ignored the woman completely except she was constantly being cruel to her, spilling juice on her clothes, leaving pins in her chair, and the final time, putting dye in her shamppo. Her mother helped fixed her hair and explained to Tavia that the reason the woman was doing this was she was jealous that Tavia would grow up to take her place. Tavia stated she had no intention of doing so, but it changed nothing.

Fed up, Tavia decided to take her revenge. It was weeks before she found the perfect opportunity, but it was simple. The new courtesan was known for her fondness for jewelry and she openly admired the noble's visiting mother's necklace. Tavia made sure to find an opportunity to take the necklace and plant it in the courtesan's room. When the necklace was found missing and the discovered the stolen jewels in the new courtesan's room she was promptly removed from the household. It was both satisfying and Tavia began to realize what power felt like.

-[What will I do]- Tavia seeks to rise above her station, become a conjurer and have the people who she bowed to, eventually be the ones bowing to her. In summary, she craves power and she plans to get it.

E9

G8.

Prompt FS
Username: SwordOfTheDarkOnes
Which prompt: [[Prompt 1 ]]
Character's Name: Isonet Decanther
Prompt Response:
"Where is he?"

"My lady..."

"Answer me."

The child crouched low to the ground as he heard his Mother utter those words. He was hiding, no it wasn't right...he was hiding for a reason. His mother wanted to put him in some stuffy tight clothes that he always complained he couldn't breath in. She didn't ever listen as usual, wanting to instead explore in his "commoners clothing". As his mother called his current outfit. He wanted to go visit a older Orderite who had many tales about the world outside his City. His mother told him he shouldn't worry about the outside world. He existed to keep their race pure...

The child begged to differ. So, he peeked around the corner to the servant who was near his age. Ottis was his companion since he was a infant. The other male was older than him, but that wasn't too big a deal. Isonet smiled as Ottis blinked slowly before answering his Lady. "Isonet isn't with me at the moment my Lady. He's with my Father running errands..."

A lie he knew his Father would support as the male would be out for a long length of time. That and they knew how to detour the Lady from finding her son. Isonet waited till Ottis had stepped up to the spot he was hiding. He glanced up to the elder male. Ottis never looked down till the Lady had walked away. Once she did Isonet felt his scarf being pulled as Ottis dragged him up. "Your lucky your Mother is easy to detour. Though, I suspect she's getting wise to your actions. Start thinking of different times to run out of her sight. Lets go. We have only two hours before she figures out we've lied...then its whipping for me and grounding for you."

Isonet looked at Ottis, the male was a hybrid of Dovaa and Orderite. With four curling horns that had the color of rubies, his hair a mere shade darker. His skin was a pale rose color as the male's bright yellow eyes offset it all. Isonet really did look up to Ottis though, The male was stronger than him due to his Dovaa blood, while keeping the grace of the Orderite. Isonet ran ahead of him when the two got close to the old shack. Ottis smiled fondly at his friend. Looking around, he doubled as the youths bodyguard as most really didn't want to mess with a hybrid who could throw them pretty far.

Isonet knocked three times before he heard the responding knocks. Smiling in pure glee he walked in. The older orderite was trapped to a wheel chair but still had his wits about him. The male smiled at the two. "She give ya trouble again, Ottis?"

Isonet pouted. "You make that seem like its my fault."

"It is..." Ottis said indifferently as he walked past the smaller to sit where he normally would. Isonet rolled his eyes as he walked around the small open kitchen getting them all a drink. He was unlike other high class Orderites as he generally wanted to learn things to do on his own for the day he would be allowed out the city. Smiling he brought the other two water and sat down as the elder started another tale. Isonet listening intently as Ottis listened passively.