Lavinia
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05-11-2011, 03:31 AM
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Phantom
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05-11-2011, 04:34 AM
Name: Amunet
Age: 10 (initially; will age as the story progresses)
Bio: The second child of the Pharaoh (his first died in childbirth, along with his first wife), Net-net (as her family and closest friends call her) is a clever, charming girl. She is quick to learn, patient with younger children, but mischeivious at times. Often, she has gotten both herself and a few of her attendants into trouble with her curiosity and stubbornness..
Other: I'll likely add random, less-important characters (such as handmaids or random servants or commoners) as the roleplay goes on, by the way. :0 Perhaps even a royal sibling or two. All will be open for you to manipulate as well if you need. c:
Last edited by Phantom; 05-11-2011 at 05:02 PM..
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Lavinia
Queen Procrastinator!
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05-11-2011, 05:05 AM
Memnon awoke on a straw matt beside Amunets bed. The sun was just shining through the palace as he opened his second eye fully. He went over to the pot in the corner and relieved himself, before exiting quietly to fetch Princess Net some food and water to bathe with. She was beautiful to him, more beautiful than any, and he was proud to be her loyal servant, so he could watch her bloom and grow into a woman as pure as the goddesses themselves.
On his way to the well he spotted Tanus sat on a stone polishing his shield. He bowed his head slightly as he passed and began filling two buckets with water warmed by the sun.
Tanus paused his polishing and walked over to the slave.
"Has Princess Amunet awoke yet?" Tanus asked, curiously.
"Not quite yet lord Tanus. I will be waking her to bathe for her morning class shortly." Memnon replied, not looking Tanus in the eye.
"Let her know that i will be attending also. Taita would like me to show her a defense charm before she is free to play" Tanus replied.
"I will sir" Memnon said, before heading back to fill the Tub with sun-warmed water. Once the water was prepared, Memnon headed over to Amunet's bedside and held her hand, which had creeped out from underneath her bedsheet.
"My most precious mistress. It is morning..." He said, letting her wake peacefully.
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05-11-2011, 05:15 PM
"I'm well aware.." the princess murmured, laying an arm across her eyes to shield them from the sun's welcoming (though not quite welcome) rays. Amunet scrunched her nose and shut her eyes tight, pulling her hand away from her servant's gentle grasp as she rolled onto her side on the intricately-carved bed her father had given her, "..can I not sleep a bit more? I heard dogs howling in the night.." In reality, the girl had been having a lovely and strange dream from which she'd been loathe to awaken.
Hippos and crocodiles, their bodies covered in jewels and gold, we pushing her in a little ship down the river Nile. Little white birds flocked around her, shielding her face from the sun and fanning her with their soft wings. From above, faceless gods and goddesses waved down at her from the heavens. She was going on a journey...
With a sigh, the girl slowly sat up and slid from her bed, her small, delicate hands wiping the sleep from her eyes. She then looked over at the servant, her dark eyes expectant.
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