♔ dix-huit || that i shall lead an endless life with them in peace

[ensorceler]

[Skilled Fighters & Soldiers]

[ This is written on a different page from anything else, with handwriting slightly sharper than her norm. An attempt at being anonymous. ]

It has now been over a year since I awoke here, and still I find myself seeking warriors only to be disappointed. I wish not only for guards and soldiers to keep peace, but also to learn after skills of a savage nature myself. This is not my world, and I cannot continue to treat it as such.

If either prospect interests and pleases you, then say so here, written to one named 'Nan'.

[/Skilled Fighters & Soldiers]

[The Doctor]

[ She doesn't know there is more than one! ]

To The most esteemed Doctor,

You have shown a clear, if misguided attention for my concerns and well-being. I recall once that you put forth your efforts into seeing after the livelihood and humors of the Queen Elizabeth on my behalf. Though she has gone, I have not, and would ask after your unusual skills once more.

I understand you say that you are no court physician, but still there is a matter that must be sought after and none other to look to for it. I shall pay you what you please, to look towards the health of one Spike Spiegel. He is in a most grievous state, though he speaks not of it, and he is of little use to me and cannot share the Lord's work while so immobile and pained.

With a cautious but hopeful faith,
Anne the Queen

[/The Doctor]

[Ben Paul]

Young Master Paul,

I require your presence in my apartments. Please do not question, or tarry.

In humble guidance and request,
Anne the Queen

[/Ben Paul]

[General Windrunner]

General and Ranger Windrunner,

Should you fancy a ride, I find myself unable to wait for kinder airs. My horse rides well enough in the snow, and I will have no shortage in sustenance. I think you to also be interested by an even longer ride I am thinking after soon enough.

Your friend,
Anne the Queen

[/General Windrunner]

[ Dictated in her handwriting; ]

Residents of Cair Paradisa,

I bring you both hopeful tidings and the most sad news. I have seen the matter as far as I must, but there is no helping it. The Master Once-ler has departed this cursed realm, and for where he goes to requires our most devoted and kind prayers. Just as he understands that his world must be so bettered, he strove to strengthen the love and warmth of this one. For any who have not seen the grand orphanage he tirelessly worked over to place before the first snow fell, I bid you to think of him whenever you look after it on your way to the market; whenever you see children well and good and looked after in a building that seems a realm of it's own. It carries his character with it forever-more, and in such a small way he will never truly leave us.

But though I continue to seek the betterment of the peoples both within and without the castle, and I do promise you I will not allow May Day to go uncelebrated, I still cannot condone the curses we must suffer in trade of supposed gifts and enticement. I will be leading a progress when the ground has thawed and the world beyond beckons those who would brave new possibilities. For some, there is no returning, and it is those who ought to think the most on such a matter. Shall you live here forever, or shall you discover another kingdom entirely to settle? Then there are those who merely need to wander, who have felt trapped for too long but do not wish to stray overlong — you are also most welcome.

Do not worry overmuch for your decisions now, as there is time yet, but to those who can offer protection and guidance, I urge you to not dally in your response. Such charges require planning.

— Anne the Queen

Comments

The Queen dear god let this be the right filter to use

[indirectcause]

Uh...sure thing. I'll be there soon.

[Sha la, let's assume he knows where they are already and starts making his way over. In a very short time, there's a knock at her door. He ran there.]

>> action

[ensorceler]

[ Good boy! And that filter is a little...um. Well, she'll correct him in person. Don't want some other queen seeing her stuff.

Sitting in the audience chamber since that's what her door opens to, or rather a much smaller version of what would be, she calls out (because what queen answers the door herself?) ]

Who goes?

Filtered to 'Nan', written;

[wishmadeinfire]

We used to have such a thing, but the problem with it was deciding upon the laws we should follow, and how to keep from the abuse of power. A council, perhaps, but even those can become twisted, and we would not want everyone to be tossed in a dungeon for every slight offense.

That is not to say we should not those willing to defend, the problem is seeing to everyone following any "laws" laid before us.

As for the teaching, I am happy enough to educate you so. I work with light swords, if that is to be your preference.

You can filter back to me with "Ashura".

Ashura

[ensorceler]

I care not for assembling a parliament or an army as of yet. Already I have been labeled tyrant by the ignorant who first heard such thoughts, but it is not currently my cause. First I must seek my own protection before I can claim to protect others.

As of now I have no preference. I only know the use of a 'rifle', and my longbow. As I am a woman, I see it best to focus on my skills at a distance, or how best to reach a distance when caught by surprise. Have you this knowledge?

dictated;

[peacockherald]

_{[ Well, this one certainly talked like a queen. It was almost... refreshing. He found himself missing his friend Randy and his wife at times, here in the Castle. ]}

It has been a time since we've explored the wider world... I would be interested, but I would speak with my Bonded on the matter first. He is usually up for exploration though.

dictated;

[ensorceler]

The last spring, just before the day of May, as I recall. Too long have people been kept here and been tricked into thinking it is well enough.

Worry after your own matters, then, for they are not mine. Should you accompany, I would then have your loyalty sworn, if only for the enduring progress.

warrior/soldier filter; written

[samson]

[Not that Brock considers himself either of these things -- it's hard to be a soldier when you quit working for the government to operate on kind of an organized vigilante basis -- but whatever. Paradisa plays its filters fast and loose sometimes.]

You're looking for peacekeepers but you don't have any training yourself?

warrior/soldier filter; written

[ensorceler]

I have minimal training in the handling of guns, and I am well skilled with a longbow. Else, no, I am but a babe in the ways of war.

dictated

[inafadingcrown]

You will have my aid with your progress, of course, and what protection that I may provide. [Which is less than she would like, inside the Dead Zone, but still not none.]

dictated

[ensorceler]

[ GALADRIEL. Oh, feelings. Oh, shut the feelings up. ]

Your protection?

(Dictated)

[tylendel]

Since I see Van is ready to go, I will follow, Your Majesty. Weapons will be useful, I imagine? I shall carry a sword, a bow and some arrows. Is there any other weapon that will serve better in your mind?

(Dictated)

[ensorceler]

Good archers are in short supply, and I would not turn away such skills. I have come to acknowledge the speed and power of guns, however, and wonder if you have knowledge of such weaponry.

dictated

[unmanned]

["Nan," sure. James can see that filter, and can guess at who wrote it--but one of the last things he feels like doing is serving royalty. So, he moves on to the entry signed by Anne.]

In what direction are we planning to go?

dictated

[ensorceler]

[ Too bad, James! You were locked in the first night. She'll wrangle you one day. 'Friend' is really just a code word, anyway. ]

It is the north and the west that calls most loudly to my wandering spirit.

Queen Anne

[toobravehearted]

[Misguided? Whatever does she mean? Manners, as always though. The Tower isn't here but he's not going to risk being sent to the basement, either. His interest is of course piqued, but if someone is ill...]

Your Majesty. I was pleased to offer assistance last time without payment and I would do the same again. Spike, I recall a gentleman of the same name when we were at Terre Haute. Is that the same man? What seems to be the problem, exactly?

The Doctor

[ensorceler]

He is no gentleman, but nor is he deserving of such pains he has suffered. The unique cause and state of his injuries are why I call to you. He has been mangled and burned by a dog of Hell, yet claims it is of no concern to others. He wishes to handle it but cannot grasp that it is beyond a simple man.

I ask you not only to see how you can help his pain, but find a way to assure he does indeed handle this matter. I would have no others harmed by a demon's hand simply for Master Spiegel's pride.

[hellofist]

[She doesn't really want to reply to this. If she's honest with herself, she doesn't really want to talk about Once at all because it still hurts, knowing he's at home by himself in a world where he has no hope for his future. How many years did he say it would be until Ted found him, showed him kindness again?

Yeah, these are things she doesn't want to talk about, but it's Anne and an expedition so hopefully, hopefully, they can just talk about that.]

I'll go. On your, uh... progress.

[ensorceler]

[ It does hurt to think of that, but at the same time she knows he does have a future. It's just a ways away. So he has hope for Ted, and that's more than most get anymore.

She had hoped somebody would address The Once-ler's departure, feeling that it's been ignored and now that's her fault, but she doesn't want to make Cassandra sad, either. ]

Then I am glad, for I will have friends alongside me in my travels.

Filtered to "Nan", but spoken

[radiantwingedone]

My handwriting is something I will spare you.

[ It wasn't terribly neat in the first place, but it has only gotten worse after arriving here. ]

I am willing to aid in learning, if you do not have objections in that I am particularly... obviously handicapped.

written to this man;

[ensorceler]

Not overly obvious to me, so I must request how. Have you a name?

[lord_wizard]

Do you have a destination in mind for this journey, your Grace?

[His tone is just the slightest bit terse. They had been through this the last time, and her attempts to take over the expedition to Terre Haute. Just because she was a queen, did not automatically mean she was in charge.]

[ensorceler]

[ A year ago she was simply trying to help lead, rather than actually take over, and she didn't try very hard. The difference here being that this time it's actually her idea to go, and her idea on where to go, so yes she is sort of naturally taking charge. She's certainly not forcing anyone to go with her. If people want to go on another expedition somewhere else, they're free to, what does she care?

She doesn't appreciate attitude, whether or not it's from someone she enjoys talking to normally. Anne takes shit from none. ]

I do. I was thinking to the northwest, if you have a copy of this world's map on your person.

Anne

[sworn]

[A little snow won't hurt. She has been meaning to go for a ride.]

I would be happy to join you, my lady. You need only say when.

Vereesa

[ensorceler]

Will this eve be well for you?

/ Queen Anne

[im_the_doctor]

Misguided? Most certainly not! I have quite sound judgement, thank you very much.

But uh... I don't have a clue what you are talking about.



[OOC: Apologies for the delay in response. School and work have stolen me away from RP fun over the past week.]

The...Doctor?

[ensorceler]

Pardon me? Who is this?