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unabelleContent warnings: Past dubcon/noncon with her husband, murder, possessiveness over others, general violence. If any of these are something you want to avoid completely in our threads, please let me know and I'll be happy to avoid it!
Name: Sarafa
Alias: Chained Belle, Fortune Teller
Age: unknown, probably in her late teens? I'll play her as 18-ish.
Height: 172cm
Appearance: Fortune Teller outfit, Princess outfit.
Story: A princess from a seaside kingdom who has apparently lost her smile, but regains it when she tells fortunes for others at night.
Spoilers for her Dark Memory Story, as well as Daylight/Twilight: One Sun, and People and the World Overture IV: Amber
A year or two prior (assumedly) to One Sun's events, Sarafa was married off to a king in a desert kingdom. She was miserable at the thought, but willing to do this for her mother's sake, as her mother had said that she only wanted her daughter's happiness. However, upon her wedding ceremony, the king slaughtered many of his citizens (who appeared willing to partake in the bloodsport), and it became clear that her husband was willing to kill whoever he pleased for his own whims, even his own people. As the moons passed and she grew uneasy around him, she found a diary belonging to previous wives of the king, all detailing their struggles to escape and the horror they experienced as they realised that they too would fall to his blade.
So Sarafa planned, using her predecessors' wisdom, and waited. She only had five moons before he would tire of her, and when he summoned her to his torture chambers, she'd prepared enough to leave a weapon dipped in poison to deal with him. She escaped at last and fled back to her homeland, only to be greeted by a disappointed Queen.
Her mother had known all along that she was to be murdered; it was a sacrifice that many other kingdoms made, in order to access the rich ores of the bloodmad king's land. At that moment, Sarafa's love for her mother shrivelled up, and she lost the ability to smile.
Then it was decreed that to any challenger who could make the princess smile again, would have her hand in marriage. Sarafa sat through many men, all wishing to impress her, until a particular boorish thief came along and told her many myriad stories, all fantastic and wonderful. Despite herself, she fell in love with him as he came, over and over, and became determined to test if he would notice her for who she truly was. So she dressed in her fortune teller's garb (a costume, an occupation she took up at night to escape the oppression of the palace and her role), and told the boor that only death awaited if he kept trying to see the princess smile.
He laughed at her, and came to visit her (as the princess) the next night. She only fell more in love, and decided to ask him to take her away, but not before one last test of his loyalty. When he would come to pick her up, she instead dressed her loyal lady-in-waiting in her royal garb, once more donning the fortune teller's disguise, and shadowed the boor and her stand-in as they escaped to a boat at the harbour. He didn't realise that he was with a completely different woman, and it broke her heart enough that she sent guards after them, chased him herself with a poisoned spear, to strike him down.
Once he was nigh-unconscious, she loaded him into the boat and told her lady-in-waiting that she was now the princess, and Sarafa was no one at all anymore. So they sailed into the dawn, and when the boor regained consciousness, they attacked each other and plunged into the cold ocean, to their deaths.
At least they were together, and he'd finally made her smile.
However, as the Cage their stories had been recorded in suffered attacks from enemy forces, Sarafa was forced to confront her beloved boor once more, to be honest with him as he tried to reconcile her as his beloved princess and beloathed fortune teller all in one. They did reconcile, however, with him admonishing her for stealing his heart as they embraced.
Let's just assume that they're at least on the path to mending their mutual pain together, at least until further updates are released showing how their attempts to preserve the Cage and its recorded histories go.
Permissions
Romance: yes, but it'll require at least a little build-up.
Smut: This will take a lot of slow burn, or a lot of chemistry, and I don't know if it'll ever happen at all tbh. But I won't take it off the table (unless the other character's under 18, and then we'll keep it to shippy shit)!
Fighting: I'm not super good at writing this, so I'd prefer we handwaved it altogether if it comes to that.
Mindreading: Just ask me, and I'm sure we can hash it all out!
Threadjacking: Only for text threads.
Name: Sarafa
Alias: Chained Belle, Fortune Teller
Age: unknown, probably in her late teens? I'll play her as 18-ish.
Height: 172cm
Appearance: Fortune Teller outfit, Princess outfit.
Story: A princess from a seaside kingdom who has apparently lost her smile, but regains it when she tells fortunes for others at night.
Spoilers for her Dark Memory Story, as well as Daylight/Twilight: One Sun, and People and the World Overture IV: Amber
A year or two prior (assumedly) to One Sun's events, Sarafa was married off to a king in a desert kingdom. She was miserable at the thought, but willing to do this for her mother's sake, as her mother had said that she only wanted her daughter's happiness. However, upon her wedding ceremony, the king slaughtered many of his citizens (who appeared willing to partake in the bloodsport), and it became clear that her husband was willing to kill whoever he pleased for his own whims, even his own people. As the moons passed and she grew uneasy around him, she found a diary belonging to previous wives of the king, all detailing their struggles to escape and the horror they experienced as they realised that they too would fall to his blade.
So Sarafa planned, using her predecessors' wisdom, and waited. She only had five moons before he would tire of her, and when he summoned her to his torture chambers, she'd prepared enough to leave a weapon dipped in poison to deal with him. She escaped at last and fled back to her homeland, only to be greeted by a disappointed Queen.
Her mother had known all along that she was to be murdered; it was a sacrifice that many other kingdoms made, in order to access the rich ores of the bloodmad king's land. At that moment, Sarafa's love for her mother shrivelled up, and she lost the ability to smile.
Then it was decreed that to any challenger who could make the princess smile again, would have her hand in marriage. Sarafa sat through many men, all wishing to impress her, until a particular boorish thief came along and told her many myriad stories, all fantastic and wonderful. Despite herself, she fell in love with him as he came, over and over, and became determined to test if he would notice her for who she truly was. So she dressed in her fortune teller's garb (a costume, an occupation she took up at night to escape the oppression of the palace and her role), and told the boor that only death awaited if he kept trying to see the princess smile.
He laughed at her, and came to visit her (as the princess) the next night. She only fell more in love, and decided to ask him to take her away, but not before one last test of his loyalty. When he would come to pick her up, she instead dressed her loyal lady-in-waiting in her royal garb, once more donning the fortune teller's disguise, and shadowed the boor and her stand-in as they escaped to a boat at the harbour. He didn't realise that he was with a completely different woman, and it broke her heart enough that she sent guards after them, chased him herself with a poisoned spear, to strike him down.
Once he was nigh-unconscious, she loaded him into the boat and told her lady-in-waiting that she was now the princess, and Sarafa was no one at all anymore. So they sailed into the dawn, and when the boor regained consciousness, they attacked each other and plunged into the cold ocean, to their deaths.
At least they were together, and he'd finally made her smile.
However, as the Cage their stories had been recorded in suffered attacks from enemy forces, Sarafa was forced to confront her beloved boor once more, to be honest with him as he tried to reconcile her as his beloved princess and beloathed fortune teller all in one. They did reconcile, however, with him admonishing her for stealing his heart as they embraced.
Let's just assume that they're at least on the path to mending their mutual pain together, at least until further updates are released showing how their attempts to preserve the Cage and its recorded histories go.
Permissions
Romance: yes, but it'll require at least a little build-up.
Smut: This will take a lot of slow burn, or a lot of chemistry, and I don't know if it'll ever happen at all tbh. But I won't take it off the table (unless the other character's under 18, and then we'll keep it to shippy shit)!
Fighting: I'm not super good at writing this, so I'd prefer we handwaved it altogether if it comes to that.
Mindreading: Just ask me, and I'm sure we can hash it all out!
Threadjacking: Only for text threads.
