Velvet:


Once upon a time, two friends take a long walk through their little town. Between evening and Twilight, they come upon a clearing they've never seen before. And too many people to flee from.


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Name: Orchidron Wether-fjord (Using Weatherford here, just adjusting him a wee bit)
Height: 6’2”
Race: Elven
Weight: 185 lbs
Age: Questionable

Likes:
- Floral Tea
- Bright Sunlight
- Sweets
- Healing Magic
- Small animals
- Setting pixies lose in human’s houses to cause utter mayhem
-Generally causing mayhem for humans

Dislikes:
- Iron
- Lightning
- Malt Liquor
- Large animals

Brief Bio:
He’s been around for as long as most of his court can recall. Old, and calm, with a strange streak of amusement in being cruel to mortal beings. He has no magic of his own besides an intense healing aura, though he uses offensive magic in the form of runes, talismans, and assorted staves. He’s been to war multiple times with the Unseelie Court (the dark Fae) to protect his summer lands. That doesn’t mean, however, he isn’t dark himself. He is the king of the Seelie Court the Summer Court, but other than that there’s very little kind about him.



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Name: Elise Meredith Loree
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 125 lbs
Age: 18(?)

Likes:
- Playing music (especially harp)
- Going to lessons
- Trying on new dresses (even if she can't buy them)
- Swimming
-Horses
-Ice skating

Dislikes:
-Dandelion fluff (makes her sneeze)
-Small dogs
-Soldiers (make her nervous)
-Snakes
-Taking her brother to the market

Brief Bio:
She has a younger brother who’s a a few years younger. She ice skates when the lake freezes over. She’s extremely outgoing, though still manages to be rather down to earth. Happy to meet new people, and often starts talking to random people, but she isn’t what one would call eccentric. She also loves to swim, and is surprisingly good with her father's pistol (she shot two rabbits once).

Ellium Kaelin Lucario

Age: Who knows
Race: Fairy
Description: Ellium has true blue eyes with striking long red hair that flows beneath his shoulders. He stands at 6'0 and weighs approx 165 pounds. His skin tans easily and is usually a dark shade than most other Fae. There is a scar that runs diagonally down his chest. Ellium always wears a red crystal necklace carved in a "diamond" shape.

Likes:
-Being outside
-The color blue
-Honey Tea
-Nature
-All animals
-Playing pranks on humans
-Light Spells


Dislikes:
-Loud Music
-Foggy Days
-Fire
-Noisy Crowds
-Pointless killing
-Cold weather

Personality/Bio:
When some think of a fairy, they may picture a sweet creature with cute wings. Ellium has always chuckled at some lore of his race. He finds it most enjoyable when an unsuspecting human is being pranked by him. Fae aren't the most friendly of species and love twisting human's lives into crazy nightmares from time to time. Ellium is no stranger to that. Even though he does enjoy tormenting humans with his harmless pranks, he has a softer side. He loves nature, being outside, and seeks out peace and quiet when he isn't busy. Ellium isn't ruler of the Court and he isn't important in the Fae kingdom, but he could really care less about the glamor of such things. With that being said, Ellium is, however, friend's with the king of the Court.




Lady Vivian Eliana
Age: 21
Height: 5'5
Weight: 120 pounds
Description: Medium length brown hair that reaches just below her shoulders and hazel eyes that are so light they almost appear yellow. Her skin is lightly tanned, even though she is of royal blood and she has no visible scars.

Likes:
Apples
Strawberries
Storms
Long walks away from guards
Strolling through the Market
Practicing with her bow
Learning to use other weapons
The sounds of nature
Animals
The Color Purple

Dislikes:
Begging peasants (makes her sad)
Dirty places
Being guarded
Being in small spaces
War
Soldiers of the wars (can be nasty jerks to her)
Feeling trapped

Personality/Bio:
Vivian is of royal blood, she is the second child of the Queen and King. Though she is of such blood, Vivian often wishes otherwise. She has no quarrels about not inheriting the throne with her older brother, for she feels the stress of it would not be for her. She hates being constantly supervised and protected as if she were something easily broken. Unlike her other two sisters, Vivian enjoys handling weapons and learning how to use them. Her favorite is her bow. She can use swords and daggers like any man and her mother absolutely hates the idea of her daughter handling what only a man should. Vivian is a bit rebellious when it comes to her parents. Her tanned skin reveals that fact as most nobles and richer folk have very pale skin, which is brag-worthy. She spends more time outside, more time walking, more time in the woods, and more time ditching the guards than any of her siblings.

The sun hung high in the sky, casting it's warming rays about a entire garden party. Fae of every colour and shape lounged around trees, on blankets of satin and fleece. Sweet cakes on platers made of silver and gold, sweet wine, and fruit only the Fae could grow were always within reach.

Tucked beneath an enormous weeping willow, the long fronds tied back with vines, reclined their king. Orchidron lay among a bed of pillows of every shade of purple, pink and gold. A loose, light tunic hung off his shoulders, the neck of it untied and exposing an angular collarbone. His long hair hung over his shoulder in a tight braid, interwoven with a golden string. Leather pants made for horse riding, bare feet, he was comfortable and enjoying the breezes of spring, observing his people, when a foot soldier interrupted his line of site. He lifted icy eyes, narrowing them slightly, and eased the last of his sweet cake into his mouth.

"Human," was all the young man whispered, though distressed. Where the soldier had imagined outrage, pure joy lit up his good king's face. A grin so unnerving it had him stepping back.

"Excellent," he stood, a single, fluid motion. "Where."

X

"Lady Vivian," Elise whispered, adjusting her shawl around her shoulders. Strands of red hair eeked into her vision, and she hurriedly pushed it behind her ear. "I don't mean to be rude, but I think we're rather lost. We've passed that oak tree twice, at the very least."

She was never one to turn down a taste of adventure, however, being lost and going on an adventure are different things. Something about this area felt...off-putting. Not right. She felt too many eyes on them, and saw none of them, to be comfortable.

As the weather had warmed, Ellium lay, sprawled out on his comfortable blanket of the finest silks. He was in close range to the King, but not so that he was taking his space. His striking red hair was pulls back in a ponytail tied with silver laces and he wore a simple black tunic that was open at the neck, revealing the red jeweled necklace he always wore and a small bit of the scar on his chest.

He had been casually munching on the delicious fruits of the Fae when he overheard the foot soldier. Humans, eh? His thoughts rippled with a wave of both excitement and pity. They would make a easy target, especially if they wandered out this far, but Ellium couldn't help but feel a bit of pity for them. The King was obviously overjoyed to have entertainment and sometimes his pranks did go a little too far for his liking. But as his King, Ellium never questioned his actions, nor did he judge him.

Ellium stood as the King had, "What are they doing wandering here? It is most unusual."

~X~

A few sweat droplets had began to form on Vivian's brow as she turned to her dear friend, "I'm not sure where we are, Elise. I don't understand how we have been going in circles. This is strange. Very strange." Her own voice quivered slightly as she whispered back to her friend, "We have walked this way before, but this..this isn't right."

Vivian pushed dark strands of hair from her face as a strange wind suddenly picked up around them and disappeared as soon as it had formed. An icy feeling had began to snake its way down her spine as she thought of the horrors they might face. Who knew what was out there. Something was definitely not right.

"Just outside of the southern gate. They've been there since early morning."

The king was pushing past him, long braid dripping back over his shoulder to swish against his back. He moved with unnatural grace, and perhaps too much focus. Humans, oh how he loved when new little toys wandered into his playpen. Going into town was acceptable, but the humans were so fond of iron it made it hard for him to breathe. His fun was often cut short for sheer lack of air, or for a burn he hadn't planned on. They were getting wiser, some of them, and lining their windows in iron bars. He'd never be able to cross them.

If they came into his territory, though...well. Then that's their fault. "Are you coming, Ellium," the king turned to grin at his friend. There was a malicious glee sparkling in his eyes. "When was it last you enjoyed the company of humans?"

X

Elise was somewhat comforted that her friend was equally perturbed, though it was disturbing to see her worried. Of all of the people Elise knew, her Lady Vivian was the most strong-willed. She was both honored and excited to be her friend.

Unfortunately, this seemed like the wrong place for them to have run giggling from her lady's guards.

Elise touched at the braids wrapped around her head, nervous and worried. She had her dagger, one tucked into her boot, that her father had taught her to use. Self defense, you know. But she felt...inadequate, with it. The breeze made her shiver and cling to her shawl.

"Perhaps we should rest. It's high noon, at least, and you haven't eaten since your morning meal." She tugged at the strap over her shoulder where she'd tucked away some rations for their exploration today. "Are you hungry? I brought some bread, cheese, and a water skein. Perhaps if we rest for a bit we can get our barings."

Stretching his long legs, Ellium casually took a few steps to be a bit closer to his King, "You know I won't miss out on this opportunity." A smile almost equally chilling spread across Ellium's face as he spoke. "It would be a real shame to miss out on this." He brushed strands of his fiery hair that had managed to slip out of the tie from his face and smoothed his loose, black tunic and his tight leather pants, brushing any crumbs that may have fallen from the sweet snacks away.

He nearly pitied the fools that had wandered in their territory. The King was well known for his pranks. But the intruders were most likely more drunken lads that accidentally staggered into the Fae's lands. Those types weren't generally missed by but a few and if the pranks did happen to go too far, no one would notice them being gone. At that thought, Ellium was more than ready to be amused by the unfortunate problems those poor humans were soon to face.

~X~

Another gust of strange wind had Vivian clutching at her own shear shawl, pulling it tightly around her shoulders. While they were walking in lost circles, mud had accumulated around the bottom of her lavender silk gown and was caked on the bottoms of her boots. "Yes, perhaps we should rest. There is a small stream just right over there. I need to clean up a little before eating." Vivian was used to becoming dirty during training sessions, but she never enjoyed the feeling of sticky sweat on her skin and her hands had become clammy and dirty as well.

Vivian was uneasy about the situation, she had managed to sneak past the guards with Elise. One would think that with as much authority she had, Vivian could just ask the guards to leave her, but her parents had ordered them to follow her and watch her every move. It was the same with her siblings as well, especially her older brother, Henrick.

He got a happy noise and a pat on his arm for that, elation leaking off his king in waves. He turned and made his way from the gardens to the south, one thing on his mind. Already was he planning his amusement. Orchidron (Orchid) chose to go with his glamour, letting his relaxed satins and silks to rough linen, a brief shift of his shoulders manifested a dark brown vest. He left his pants, already leather, but his bare feet were suddenly no longer so, covered in thick, worn-out leather boots. His hands brushed over his braid, easing the gold string out of it and tucking it into his pocket.

By they were coming upon the scouts on the south end of his lands, he looked no more a king than a stable boy, save for the clean state of his hair. "Where are they?"

"Aiming for the bend in the river," one of the young men stood a little straighter.

He adjusted his vest, stepping past them. "Let's see what guests we'll have for dinner."

X

Elise nodded, following Vivian towards the water. She relaxed as they walked, feeling a little more confident. Once they reached the water, they' be able to relax. A plan would be made, and they would go home. Another day, another adventure. They'd just know, now, not to go out this way into the trees.

As they approached the water, she pulled the satchel from her shoulder to dig inside and find the heavy wool blanket she'd brought, just in case they'd decided on a picnic. "Do you think they'll come and find us, the guards?"

As he watched his King's transformation from his fabulous and unique appearance to the poor stable boy, Ellium cocked his brow in amusement, "My King, that look sure is.. amusing." He smirked and waved his own hand slowly down his body, changins his own outfit into a mere commoner's look. Instead of being dressed in fine fabrics, Ellium was now clothed is a rough spun, brown tunic that was tied at the waist with a straw rope. His leather pants now had scuffs and a few patches on the pockets, and he also wore a pair of worn, old looking leather boots. Reaching behind his head, Ellium proceeded to pull the fine silver tie out, allowing his long fiery hair to fall loose upon his shoulders. "There."

~X~

Dipping her hands into the cool water, Vivian soaked a small rag she had pulled from her purse. After ringing out most of the water, she began wiping the bottom of her dress, removing the mud and dirt that had dried. "May be a little wet now, but it will dry in no time. Better than mud." She smiled at Elise and continued to clean her own boots and then her hands off. "The water isn't so bad. A little cool, but refreshing. You know, if my mother was here and saw me doing this, cleaning my self off like a hand maiden, she would nearly pass out!" Vivian giggled at that thought and leaned close enough to the stream and splash the cool water in her face. The water was certainly refreshing as it washed away the sweat and grime that had caked on her face.

Vivian turned to Elise, drying her face with her shawl, "The guards.. Well who knows. They are probably in a panic trying to find us, I'm sure of that. " She chuckled, "They'd rather spend hours tracking me down than to report to my father saying they lost me."

With some flare, Orchid brushed his hands over his ears, smoothing the hair down to tuck behind them as they made their way through the trees. Pixies, here and there, whispered to him in passing. They darted about his head like bees, then would zip away. He looked thoughtful for some time, before taking a sharp left to weave through a couple of oaks. "Is it bad," he inquired, finally, glancing briefly over his shoulder at his friend. The red hair about Ellium's head briefly had Orchidron thinking of a lion, paired with strong shoulders, it only added to the appeal. Alas, thoughts for another time. If ever.

Quite contrary to the belief of most of his court, Orchidron adored Ellium not for pleasure of the flesh (though, he wouldn't be opposed to it), but rather for his...well, everything else. The mind, the humor, and he had a fantastic creative streak that made humans ever so much more fun to play with. But then, there was also how he treated him. He was endlessly grateful that Ellium didn't cower. Not that he'd ever admit it, no. But, while he took great amusement in frightening his people with an emotionless face, or one so filled with manic amusement they felt the need to back off, Ellium just called him out for his billshit with a polite 'sire' tacked on to the end, and it was...wonderful.

He had a true friend. His only one, really. And for that Ellium was precious. Let the court believe what they will, Orchidron would rather lose a limb than lose his friend. "It is a bit itchy. Here," He stopped, leaning just-slightly. A moment of focus and he could see them, a significant distance away, between the trees. Ah, even more fun. Female humans, always so helpless to fall for a pretty face and dirty clothes. The offer of sweets usually cinched the plan in place, and he'd have playthings for weeks. Especially the girls around here. So dainty. "Do you see them? They've been wandering for hours, perhaps an offer to have supper at a farm, rest their wary bones." He couldn't help his grin.

X

Elise laid the blanket out, humming to herself, then promptly plopped right down onto it and began setting out their food, all safely wrapped in cloth. As glanced up, briefly, to watch Vivian dampen her dress and wash her face. "I agree. And it isn't as though it can't be mended once you return home." She dug out the water skein, smiling. Then laughing. "You mother would squeal. And so would your sisters," She wiggled the skein as emphasis, then began cutting the bread with a dull bread knife she'd brought in her satchel. "The water is cool? We could refill the skein before we leave, then, have water for our journey back--oh, I think they'd rather eat their shoes than return to tell your father we've snuck away again." She grinned, all amusement. "Sometimes, Vivian, you are truly wicked. You'll be the death of your parents, their hair white with fright!"

Ellium cocked his brow at Orchid, "Bad, my King?" His voice sounded puzzled, but quickly changed into a sound of amusement, "Not at all. You look great in anything. You could make an old sack look fashionable." Ellium chuckled and patted his King on the shoulder.

The fairy stretched his legs and stood next to Orchidron. They had been friends for, well, for a very long time. Longer than most humans could count. Ellium had been at his King's side through nearly everything. Times his King would be severely burned from iron, or the times his King just needed company. Ellium was always there for him as a true friend should be. He noticed the questionable glances and occasionally the whispers of the other Fae who are either jealous and enjoying vicious gossip on the matter. Ellium, however, did not care about what was said. He simply ignored it and continued being a loyal friend to the King.

"Those clothes itchy?" Ellium grinned, "You should feel mine. These patches are pretty rough." He chuckled again and then focused his eyes on where Orchid was looked, "Ah, yes. I see them. Pretty, aren't they?" Ellium studied the two girls. Even though they were too far for human eyes to see, Ellium was able to focus his eyes clearly on them as if he were standing next to the girls. They were indeed pretty, pretty and young. "This should be fun."

~X~

Vivian giggled at Elise and casually stood and strolled over to the blanket her friend had spread, "I can just hear them now! Vivian! My word, child! It is dangerous for a lady alone. And a lady shouldn't ever be muddy! Oh my!" She softly sat down on the blanket, which was surprisingly soft from the thick grasses of the field. She giggled at herself, "But, I'm starving! I sure hope you packed an entire feast in that bag of yours!"

Vivian smiled at Elise, she had been friends with her since they were a small. Elise had been one of those true kind of friends who didn't hang around her just for the riches or the fame of being seen with a princess. Elise had always been true to her in ways no one else had. While she remained respective and polite, her friend was able to say comments that no one else would dare.

"Pretty indeed," He hummed, watching them thoughtfully. Then again began advancing, footfalls making noise, unlike the silence they had been up until this point. Acting as human as an Elf was able, which usually meant exaggerated physical motion, loud voices, and lots of cursing. But they hadn't gotten to that point yet.

X

"I've packed what I could carry," Elise laughed, offering to Vivian the water first, then went about cutting the bread, cheese, and breaking off some of the meat onto a plater she'd brought.

Vivian was a wonderful young lady. Elise was sometimes in awe of her, her strong will and independence. She envied it sometimes, somewhat of a stickler. But Vivian, if she wanted to do something, Elise would help her without question. She met her young, as her mother worked in the palace, and since then she'd been following Vivian like a shadow. It was her that inspired Elise's own extroverted personality, the enjoyment of finding new people, places, and hobbies. She was so, ever so grateful. She was offering the plate when she heard crunching, and clutched at the plate. "Someone's coming."

She watched the first young man emerge, hair tied back in a long, black braid. A stable hand, she guessed, judging from the state of his clothing. He looked surprised to see them, she watched him stand a little straighter, pale eyes a little wide. He must have been coming for a wash in the river.

"Hello," he called across the river. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you."

Ellium followed his King's lead, sloppy movements followed with loud foot steps. It was so unnatural feeling to be loud and without grace. Humans were so.. so mundane, yet intriguing. Ellium couldn't help but hold curiosity towards them from time to time, but he also couldn't resist that natural Fae urge to trick them. With long fingers, the fiery haired male rustled his hair, causing random places to frizz and look rather tangled.

~X~

Vivian appreciatively took the water and sipped on it. Though it had warmed with the heat of the day, the pure taste was still refreshing.

"That food looks delicious. I feel like I could eat a...a horse!" She giggled almost unladylike and took another swig from the water skein.

The crunching from the footfalls sent tiny prickles of fear snaking through her skin. She heard them coming the moment Elise had, "Can you see who, Elise?" Being a princess, Vivian recognized that there may be some out to hurt her, kidnap her, or even kill her. It wouldn't be the first time a member of the royal family was taken for hostage. Anyone could be out to harm her. Anyone.

After her eyes fell on the two that was headed their way, Vivian's heart slowed and she let out a sigh, "Elise, I believe it is just two farm boys, perhaps?" She gulped and patted her mouth with her handkerchief. The princess prayed these men meant them no harm and only traveled this way for the stream.

~X~

Ellium gazed at the girls as he and the King approached, much closer now. A pleasant smile plastered on his face as Orchid spoke. "Good evening, ladies." His voice was as soft and smooth as the silken pillows at the Fae palace, "Don't let us trouble you." He gave a swift and elegant bow, something he knew male humans tended to do when they would court or greet lovely ladies.

(Sorry it took so long!)

Elise watched the two men emerge, and was somewhat struck dumb. If not for just a moment, she was quieted by their beauty. However grimy they appeared, and it was quire grimy indeed, their faces were...lovely. There were not many men who were so lovely, though there were a great many who dressed like them.

"Yes," She glanced over at Vivian, nodding a fraction. Neither of them looked armed, but that meant little. She and Vivian were but ladies, and both of these young men looked very strong. One larger than the other, but one slighter than the other as well. "I think so. No," She turned her attention back to the two men. "You aren't disturbing us."

"That is a relief," Orchid settled on the shore by the river, tugging off the worn out leather boots to set them to the side. "It is rare to see anyone out this close to the pen, let alone two ladies. Where are your escorts?"

"Just around the bend," Elise chimed quickly. She did not wish to be viewed as alone and volnerable, especially with her Lady present.

Orchidron, of course, knew this immediately for the lie it was. He settled slender feet into the cool water, sighing through his nose contently. Ruse this may be, but the cool water was far from unwelcome. He might as well enjoy this part, even if the next part would be the most fun. "That's good. I would hate to see young ladies such as yourselves alone in these woods. Who knows what lurks here. I'm Weatherford," he offered, an edited version of his sur-name he used to entice humans. Elise glanced at Vivian, hoping to follow her lead.

(It's okay! It happens. c:)