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Amaranthine Wars

This is a thread between Nasuada (Indi ) and Charm (fleabittengray ).

Prompt:

Nasuada is by no means unfamiliar with the inhabitants of The Whore House. When she hears that the promiscuous and deadly territory has allied with the Underworld, she travels to the domain in order to find allies to work with in the war. What devious plots will she and Charm come up with?

Please ensure you have read the information regarding the plot here. At least three posts from each roleplayer are required for this thread for it to be considered as complete, however further posts are encouraged. Thread should be completed no later than February 22nd, 2024.

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The autumn air was crisp and frost tipped the grasses of his home this morning. When he had awoken from his sleep, Charm could already feel the chill in the air. Winter was approaching but there was still time yet before it embraced Wild Equines as a whole. It would reach the mountains first, usually the Highlands, before creeping its way into his lovely little brothel. Winter normally was the slowest time of the year for him, except for those that were looking for a quick and easy way to warm up a bit. He smirked to himself at the thought, his heavy hooves clopping rhythmically down the concrete floor he was walking across. He patrolled down the aisles, looking into singular cells - where those like Orel and Leviticus were kept - as well as into the pens, where the more trusted individuals were kept, allowing them to form bonds and social relationships with other slaves of the same ranking as them. They were still carefully watched and guarded, there could be no mistakes. A mistake could mean death, to himself, a guard, or his children... he would not allow that.

Humming as he walked, his stride casual and almost lazy, the sabino Shire wondered what today might bring him. The war had mostly been quiet, for him, at least. Charm was hoping for more to do. Maybe he would spend the day picking Orel's brain, or perhaps pestering Leviticus and promising her she would never see her pathetic family again - he was honestly surprised they hadn't come barging into The Whore House just yet! Sure, he hadn't technically been involved in her taking, but she was still here, and Charm knew how to family liked to blame him for everything that went wrong in their lives. A chuckle rumbled in his chest, emerging from between his lips, and eventually he altered his course to begin walking toward the doorway of the building that would lead out into the morning sunshine. He needed some sun to fully wake him up. He would worry about what to do with the rest of his day later.


Indi w/ Nasuada
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He's in a silly goofy mode this morning!
11 years 3 months, autumn, early morning, second Act 2 thread (after Valinor)

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Over the course of her lifetime, Nasuada had become quite familiar with the pathways into and out of the land known as The Whore House. Not because she had ever partaken of the services provided, but to check up on members of her family. Those awful years when Father had been... disconnected, she and Vanya had been his eyes and ears. Which, given that their brother, Solstheim, had been given to the Ghosts, meant a trip from time to time to these lands. Even now, with things for Father being better, sometimes he still had her running such errands. And it was interesting to see how Solstheim was faring. Or Ghost, as he was supposed to be known by all the world. Idly, she wondered what the exact purpose for such a decision might be. And had it been the founder of the Ghosts who had decided they must all be called Ghost -- aside from Lord Ghost, of course -- or had that been a command passed down from a former Lord or Lady of the Underworld? An interesting thought to ponder, but irrelevant. Also not likely to be a question she would ever actually ask. It did not seem like the kind of question that would receive an answer.

At any rate, the meandering of her thoughts came to an end even as the meandering path into The Whore House opened out to the area in front of the large building that took up a good deal of area in the vicinity. Father had told her that The Whore House was allied with the Underworld, confirmed after a chat with her little brother in the Free Lands a few days prior. It came as no surprise, really... she was pretty sure that the land had been pretty much allied with the Underworld even before the war had ever been declared by Utopia. Yet now, with the war in full swing, her job was to see what kind of schemes might come from a chat with the devious leader of The Whore House. She thought she saw movement in a doorway of the big building before her and whinnied a greeting, hoping that it might just be Carnallust the Charmer himself that would appear and save her the trouble of having to look for him or ask after his whereabouts.

Character;; Nasuada
Tagged;; fleabittengray w/Carnallust the Charmer
Notes;; <3
Timeline;; 6 yrs; autumn, early morning

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Breathing in the fresh air outside of the brothel, Charm smiled and let his dark eye scan the terrain around him. His home was not a place most would want to live, but a proper Dark aligned beast would have no issues living here. Charm was still very "old school Dark," wanting chaos and bloodshed whenever possible. He was not the type to play nice, unless there was something worthwhile that would make him play nice. Power and corruption went hand in hand, after all, and he enjoyed both. He would not have gotten this far in life without constantly seeking out power. So why hadn't he ever tried to rise to the Dark throne and become King, some might wonder? He'd been here damn well long enough, longer than most in the Dark Kingdom. However, the King was much too tied to politics, and Charm didn't want that. He preferred being a resident, just a civilian of the Dark Kingdom, where he could do what he wanted without fear of being tossed from his throne - more or less, anyway. He still had to toe the line, just like anyone else did, but that didn't mean he didn't like to push his limits...

A whinny from one of the paths caught his attention and Charm turned his head back in that direction, spotting the figure of Nasuada approaching him. The large Shire grinned and whinnied in return, walking forward to help close the distance between them. The morning sun was warm on his back but the air itself was chilled. He wondered if it was going to get any warmer throughout the day, though the thought faded as he approached Nasuada and dipped his head in greeting. "Nasuada, how lovely to see you," he said with a slight smirk, quirking a brow at the mare. "How can I be of service today?"

Charm | 312 | Indi w/ Nasuada
notes | xxx
timeline | 11 years 3 months, autumn, early morning, second Act 2 thread (after Valinor)
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