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an independent, selective, mutuals only DRAGON RIDER original character, based off of the legends of Merlin & Eragon. - SIDEBLOG TO SHESCARLET.
Affiliated with : @orcristwielder
     GOOGLE SLIDES / PROMO
/ Hogwarts verse / Tolkien verse /
She had been riding through the forest, once she had spotted someone, she wasnât quite sure who it was before she made her horse halt before them.
âWell, look who we have here, all on your lonesome in such dangerous parts of the woods
Eilonwy looked up toward the voice, she was a pretty young woman, fair skin with freckles that peppered across her nose, bright blue eyes and auburn hair that rivaled the fiery flames themselves. Her hands remained at her side, though she didn't run or move away, no, she stood her ground. "Who said I'm alone?" She asked, giving a small raise of her brow.
The dragon burn evident upon her palm, the mark of a dragon rider, unseen for generations, the mark of the legend of the lost ancient Princess of Domino, the girl who had destroyed her own kingdom due to a power called the dragon flame, a power so primal and strong it was difficult to control once activated. Little to Morgana did she know that her own dragon was nearby, Falkor was his name, a rather large beast with orange and charcoal black scales, he wouldn't let his rider be harmed.
Once she had a clear look at the woman before her, the high priestess looked down from her horse with an amusing smirk at the woman before her. âMy such a pretty one you are, you arenât alone I suppose then? Perhaps better that way, this forest really isnât a place to be alone at, take it from someone who grew up along side these parts.â She wasnât asking to torture her, not yet at least for all she knew this woman never caused her harm, she wasnât that cruel. She did admire the bravery of this woman to speak to her in such a manner, perhaps this one could be useful to her later on, she was unaware that she was face to face with a dragon rider, despite herself being very close with a dragon herself, if anything she admired the dragon riders.
Eilonwy kept her mouth shut, that was the trouble she never really trusted anyone. Always alone, or at least to others of her kind. The redhead was about to speak until she heard a sudden rustle of the trees, she turned on her feet, face to face with bandits. Eilonwy quickly grabbed the sword from it's sheath, blocking the blade, footwork smooth and precise.
One of the men went for Morgana, it was pure instinct. Her hands outstretched, eyes glowing a shade of amber as the fire emitted from her palms, fire magic was rare, hard to control and here she was controlling it as if it were nothing. The bandits ducked out of the way before running off in a hurry.
Eilonwy allowed her hands to fall back to her side, as she turned to face the other her eyes went back to that bright shade of blue, removing her sword from the man the mark now in clear sight upon her palm. "I can take care of myself.." She all but commented, sheathing the blade back in her holder upon her hip.
She had been riding through the forest, once she had spotted someone, she wasnât quite sure who it was before she made her horse halt before them.
âWell, look who we have here, all on your lonesome in such dangerous parts of the woods
Eilonwy looked up toward the voice, she was a pretty young woman, fair skin with freckles that peppered across her nose, bright blue eyes and auburn hair that rivaled the fiery flames themselves. Her hands remained at her side, though she didn't run or move away, no, she stood her ground. "Who said I'm alone?" She asked, giving a small raise of her brow.
The dragon burn evident upon her palm, the mark of a dragon rider, unseen for generations, the mark of the legend of the lost ancient Princess of Domino, the girl who had destroyed her own kingdom due to a power called the dragon flame, a power so primal and strong it was difficult to control once activated. Little to Morgana did she know that her own dragon was nearby, Falkor was his name, a rather large beast with orange and charcoal black scales, he wouldn't let his rider be harmed.
âThey were.â His voice was rather monotone when he spoke with no emotion seeping through. Snape had heard the legends of those two and knew just how long ago their timeline was. Still, stranger things had happened. Plus, the past did have a tendency to repeat itself, sometimes in the oddest of ways.
Severus, while not even close to being the most supportive Professor at the school, did know when to take situations seriously. After all, he didnât feel as though he were a fool and ignoring something that could be significant would be foolish on his part. For now, he was just going to act as the listener since advice wasnât something he was one to give.
The Professor scoffed at her frustration. A rather insensitive act, but he wasnât one to be compassionate to others.  âThere is no such thing as normal.â Sure, blending in and not drawing attention to one self was often thought of as normal. But, there was more to everyone than meet the eye. Some secrets were simply more harmful or dangerous than others. In his position, it was necessary for him to read others to figure out their secrets. Just like avoiding attachments or showing concerns was necessary to avoid endangering anyone. Â
âThen youâll keep doing what is necessary.â There was no short cuts or easy options that he could provide for her. It was rather unfortunate, especially for someone still young. Still, he couldnât change her circumstances.  âLife isnât fair to anyone.â Something he had learned himself at a rather young age. Â
âAs you are awareâŠâ As he could tell from her expression when she said she didnât want to hurt anyone, âFailure is not an option. Nor is laxness.â The powers growing stronger though certainly would need to be something that Dumbledore would need to know of. That was something that was more of his level than Severusâ.
EILONWY LOOKED UP TOWARD SEVERUS, failure wasn't an option, she was very well aware of that though the dreams bothered her, they simply felt too real to be anything but a dream. Her power was something that she knew that Lord Voldemort would want, the dragon flame was a powerful weapon and if it fell, if she fell into the wrong hands then it could only mean disaster. Though right now it was like she was nothing more than a ticking time bomb.
"Failure isn't exactly in my repertoire" She commented offering a hint of a smile, though it was faint. She was about to speak when she heard the footsteps of McGonagall enter the room, "One of my students told me what happened" The head of Gryffindor commented making Eilonwy look up, "I fail to see why you didn't tell me sooner Eilonwy" The redhead looked to Snape then back to the other professor "Dumbledore told me not to say Professor.." Though Minerva was hardly surprised at the notion. "I see.. Well, let's get you to the next lesson, thank you Severus" Eilonwy went to get to her feet though her head started to feel a little faint.
Images flashed before her eyes, a memory? It was hazy. She saw Merlin again, though it wasn't happy as it used to be before, the sky was dark the smell of smoke filling her nose, ash drifting upon her skin and there within the smoke was a dragon, red scales mixed with orange and charcoal black, eyes like fire and they pierced into her, as if she were looking into its soul. "Eilonwy!" The voice snapped her out of it.. Hang on, she didn't remember herself finding the floor. Had she fainted? Though the voice hadn't been McGonagall's, had it been Merlin's?
"Emrys.." She muttered to herself unaware that she had said the old Warlock's name aloud. Minerva gave Severus a rather worried look as she helped the girl sit back up. Something had happened, something she was sure she had been tied to but what did it all mean? No matter how much Eilonwy tried to figure out the pieces, the jigsaw just didn't fit. "Don't get up too quickly" Minerva stated to the redhead as she tried to move. "I'm fine.." stubborn to the bone. She didn't look fine, pale, tired.. The fire starting to form in her palms again though with a few deep breaths she eased herself back. Bright blue hues looked up to Snape, there was that ambitious look in her eyes that anyone would have sworn was a Slytherin gaze. "Teach me to control it" Eilonwy commented, though her head of house had some reservations. "Eilonwy I don't think it's a good idea, we should get you to Madame Pomfrey" Though Eilonwy gave a shake of her head. "You told me not to fail, so this is me not failing. Teach me how to control whatever is happening to me, whatever I am.." how it was any wonder she was in Gryffindor and not Slytherin indeed was another matter.
EILONWY LOOKED UP TOWARD SEVERUS, failure wasn't an option, she was very well aware of that though the dreams bothered her, they simply felt too real to be anything but a dream. Her power was something that she knew that Lord Voldemort would want, the dragon flame was a powerful weapon and if it fell, if she fell into the wrong hands then it could only mean disaster. Though right now it was like she was nothing more than a ticking time bomb.
"Failure isn't exactly in my repertoire" She commented offering a hint of a smile, though it was faint. She was about to speak when she heard the footsteps of McGonagall enter the room, "One of my students told me what happened" The head of Gryffindor commented making Eilonwy look up, "I fail to see why you didn't tell me sooner Eilonwy" The redhead looked to Snape then back to the other professor "Dumbledore told me not to say Professor.." Though Minerva was hardly surprised at the notion. "I see.. Well, let's get you to the next lesson, thank you Severus" Eilonwy went to get to her feet though her head started to feel a little faint.
Images flashed before her eyes, a memory? It was hazy. She saw Merlin again, though it wasn't happy as it used to be before, the sky was dark the smell of smoke filling her nose, ash drifting upon her skin and there within the smoke was a dragon, red scales mixed with orange and charcoal black, eyes like fire and they pierced into her, as if she were looking into its soul. "Eilonwy!" The voice snapped her out of it.. Hang on, she didn't remember herself finding the floor. Had she fainted? Though the voice hadn't been McGonagall's, had it been Merlin's? It wasn't monotone like potion's professor.. it was different.
"Emrys.." She muttered to herself unaware that she had said the old Warlock's name aloud. Minerva gave Severus a rather worried look as she helped the girl sit back up. Something had happened, something she was sure she had been tied to but what did it all mean? No matter how much Eilonwy tried to figure out the pieces, the jigsaw just didn't fit. "Don't get up too quickly" Minerva stated to the redhead as she tried to move. "I'm fine.." stubborn to the bone. She didn't look fine, pale, tired.. The fire starting to form in her palms again though with a few deep breaths she eased herself back. Bright blue hues looked up to Snape, there was that ambitious look in her eyes that anyone would have sworn was a Slytherin gaze. "Teach me to control it" Eilonwy commented, though her head of house had some reservations. "Eilonwy I don't think it's a good idea, we should get you to Madame Pomfrey" Though Eilonwy gave a shake of her head. "You told me not to fail, so this is me not failing. Teach me how to control whatever is happening to me, whatever I am.." how it was any wonder she was in Gryffindor and not Slytherin indeed was another matter.
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" monster. is that how you see me ? i am not a monster . i am simply someone who is a bit different than you or anyone else in this room. " his voice shook. " if you think i am such a creature, then why still speak to me? "
Anger, that was what ran through her veins, did she mean to come out with such a term? If course not. The Princess was merely hot headed, said things she didn't mean, and the moment it slipped past her mouth she regretted it instantly.
"Caspian.. I'm sorry, I didnât mean for me to say that" There was shame in her tone, bright blue eyes going down to the scar upon her palm. The room was silent in the study apart from the crackling of the fire that created a caramel hue. "You aren't a monster, if anyone in this room is a monster, it is me" the young princess stated eyes looking down to him in nothing but shame. Eilonwy turned away from him, unable to look him in the eye. "It is my fault my parents are gone, that my Kingdom fell initially, what I did because I just.. Lost control." the kingdom of Domino fell because she had burnt it down like dragon fire that erupted from her palms. "So no, I don't think you are the monster here"
EXTENSIVE SCAR RELATED PROMPTSÂ
GENERALÂ
[ TOUCH ]Â Â for sender to trace one of receiverâs scarsÂ
[ TOUCHED ]Â for receiver to trace one of senderâs scars
[ DISCOVER ]Â for sender to see receiverâs scars for the first timeÂ
[ DISCOVERED ]Â for receiver to see senderâs scars for the first timeÂ
[ CARESS ]Â for sender to kiss one of receiverâs scarsÂ
[ CARESSED ]Â for receiver to kiss one of senderâs scars
[ SHOW ]Â for sender to purposefully reveal their scars for receiver to seeÂ
[ SHOWN ]Â for receiver to purposefully reveal their scars for sender to seeÂ
SCENARIOS
[ MEND ]Â for sender to treat receiverâs wound which leads to them having to remove an article of clothing resulting in revealing scars hidden beneath
[ MENDED ]Â for receiver to treat senderâs wound which leads to them having to remove an article of clothing resulting in revealing scars hidden beneath
[ BLUNDER ]Â for sender to walk in on receiver in a state of undress thus seeing their scars for the first time
[ BLUNDERED ]Â for receiver to walk in on sender in a state of undress thus seeing their scars for the first timeÂ
[ KISS ]Â our muses are having sex for the first time which then reveals senderâs scars to receiverÂ
[ KISSED ]Â our muses are having sex for the first time which then reveals receiverâs scars to senderÂ
[ BATHE ]Â our muses take a shower together and sender looks over receiverâs scarsÂ
[ BATHED ]Â our muses take a shower together and receiver looks over senderâs scars.Â
WORDS
â your scars are nothing to be ashamed of. â
â why do you hide your scars? â
â i see every mark as something to be proud of, proof of all i survived. â
â can i ask what happened hereâ how did you get this one? â
â sometimes i get these phantom pains i guess you could say. little aches and i find them oddly comforting. because my soul still hurts even if my body is healed. â
â i wish i could get rid of my scars. theyâre just reminders of everything i want to forget. â
â is it alright if i touch this scar?  â
â itâs okayâ you can touch it if you want. doesnât hurt anymore. â
â please donât touch it. â
â you donât have to tell me how you got it. i just wanted to see. â
â looks worse than it was. â
â i want to kill every person responsible for leaving you scarred. â
â i made sure the people who left marks on me wouldnât get the chance to do it again. â
â woahâ what the hell happened there? â
â you donât have to hide them around me. the scars are just part of who you are. and i like all of what i see.  â
â i donât really like letting people see them. â
â itâs okayâ honestly i forget theyâre there most of the time. â
I'm determined to make myself feel better this week which means after work I take a breather, self pamper myself and just breathe which is something I haven't been doing as everything has been building on top of one another. I'm gonna try to start replies tonight here anyway
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I think I'm gonna take a break from this account, if I'm honest I'm suddenly just not feeling very welcome or liked which is more my insecurity I think.. And when I get like this I tend to just need a break from a character for a few days at least.
I'll be over on Yennefer if you want to write a bit. Or over on Christine
I think I'm gonna take a break from this account, if I'm honest I'm suddenly just not feeling very welcome or liked which is more my insecurity I think.. And when I get like this I tend to just need a break from a character for a few days at least.
I'll be over on Yennefer if you want to write a bit. Or over on Christine
I think I'm gonna take a break from this account, if I'm honest I'm suddenly just not feeling very welcome or liked which is more my insecurity I think.. And when I get like this I tend to just need a break from a character for a few days at least.
I'll be over on Yennefer if you want to write a bit. Or over on Christine
đ  *  â  đ·đ¶đșđ°đ»đ°đœđ°đ»đ đ»đčđšđ°đ”. reblog this post and give the person you reblogged it from a small compliment in the tags. just something sweet and simple thatâll hopefully bring a smile to their face.
Not really gonna be here this evening I'm exhausted, I've had a 9 hour day, I'm on that time of the month and so I just feel tired and crappy
Depending how I am over the next few days due to womanly pain, I might not be around all that much, this goes for all of my accounts. But we will see.. Tomorrow will be the worst day for the pain and everything (I am just hoping I don't have to take Co codamol again this time) I'll be around in my IMs if anyone wants to chat but writing is gonna be a bit harder
Feeling like I can't do anything right again today or just my confidence has dropped, so I'm going to lurk or be on my Yennefer
YENNEFER OF VENGERBERG âWhat Is Lostâ Dress Appreciation
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The company had decided to stop in Rivendell it was safer not to mention warmer and more comfortable. With Eilonwy being the only female out of the group naturally she'd been given her own room, she heard a knock at the door, shit, not good timing. But maybe it was one of the female elves to help her into the dress? She wrapped the long blanket over her naked form, holding it to her chest. Auburn curls out of their braid in a bid to redo them.
She opened the door poking her head around from the corner, seeing Fili an instant blush came to her cheeks. "Fili!" She looked down to her current attire, though she was glad it had been him and not Thorin, "Am I late? I was just getting ready for dinner" She'd managed to bath properly, her hair even still slightly damp from the water. The elves had given her a dress to try on for the dinner, which currently hung up on the back of the door, given her other one was now worn and ripped, a gesture of good will she supposed.