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men go to battle ; BUT WOMEN WAGE WAR // elisif the fair rp blog ; written by daisy
men go to battle ; BUT WOMEN WAGE WAR // elisif the fair rp blog ; written by daisy
gvildmastcr
“Then we’d see the day when nobody died.”
❛ if only we can DREAM for such a day to dawn. ❜
feel free to reblog.
unfric
⟨ @ladyfair ✶ liked here. ⟩
❝ my QUEEN– ❞ deep baritones , a chorus , gentle && careful– ❝ you cannot hide within the confines of your room forever. they will not harm you. ❞ he talks of his stormcloaks , angry , seeking justice for the unfair cruelties of the empire. but it was OVER. they back down once ulfric bares his teeth to them , snaps && snarls at their own cruelty. ‘ it is no different from the thalmor , the hell they bestowed upon us. ’ ulfric states , time && time again.
❝ i BEG of you. do not bend knee to harsh words. ❞
SHE REMAINS SILENT: nails that scratch against frail skin, until lines decorate body, a harshness of turmoil that rages within HEART and MIND. she says nothing, content with her silence; body that rests against soft down of bed; furs brought up to face, as if to hide oneself from the world. SHE HAS NOT THE COURAGE, nor the strength to face the crowds outside. she knows the things they whisper when they think she is not looking. the angry snarls when she passes by. SHE IS A QUEEN, HATED BY HER OWN PEOPLE.
❛ i do not feel well. i wish to be alone. ❜
oathbroken
‘ again, my lady, your men only caught me because i wanted them to. ’ he should watch his tone, he realises, but this is important to him and he’s trying to make it clear that he isn’t completely fucking inept. she seems to be coming around to it though, and balfour visibly relaxes, if not only just.
‘ i have my debts, ’ he says, evenly and somewhat evasively. nobody wants to make an enemy of the thieves guild, and balfour is certain that less would like to take one of their enemies into their household. but a debt is a debt, and it could be to anyone. ‘ and the true high queen must pay fairly, no? but i’d like to serve you. is that not enough? ’
EVERYONE HAS DEBTS, she wants to say: but holds her tongue; teeth that bite down until she imagined iron taste of LIFE’S ESSENCE. -------a grimace falls onto face, fingers that tap rhythmical. ❛ you wish to serve ? ❜ a hint of amusement accompanies words. ❛ perhaps you could prove such loyalties to me. i have something that needs to be done, and you’re looking for coin. i am sure we can reach an agreement. ❜
A STRANGER, pale; basked in white, a crown of air touched by snow that falls down form. SHE LOOKS, a moment of brief confusion and curiosity, before neck falls forward, wild redness that falls into face. ❛ welcome to solitude, traveler. ❜ @odkulaan
EYES NARROW, A GLIMMER OF CONCERN: softness that folds against face and expression. a hand that reaches forth, limb stopped by hesitance, before resting against injured form. ❛ are you alright ? ❜ a stupid question, and one that she shakes her head at. ❛ can you tell me your name ? ❜ @timespun
akillean
@ladyfair / sc.
they kneel, one knee on the ground, the other keeping balance, supporting their hand. head dips down, awaiting permission to look up. they weren’t entirely sure of this land’s laws — they figured they’d play it safe, and ask for understanding if accidentally offensive.
❝ your highness, ❞ they begin. ❝ it’s an honor to make your acquaintance. ❞
❛ PLEASE, RISE. there is no need for such things. ❜ a hand that once rested against carved wood of throne motions upward: slender fingers in movement of request. ———BODY STIFFENS, back, if even possible, goes more upright. a habit; one she can not shake off. ❛ what is your name, traveler ? what brings you to me ? ❜
Incredible
❛ YOU’RE A FAR WAY FROM HOME, COMPANION. ❜ gentle words: a sooth inkling of curiosity brought forth. ( she is intrigued / a feeling she can not deny / what brings a warrior so far from home ? ) ❛ if i may ask: what brings you to haafingar ? ❜ @halrhjarta
Idea: Elisif the Fair wearing the Jagged Crown.
a good idea one that i Totally agree with.
hc + love
hc + a word / accepting
ELISIF IS A WOMAN WHO LOVES DEEPLY AND IMMENSELY. she does not love in part; in halves. and her love does not manifest in the singular version of a romantic sense: elisif is a woman born with a soft & kind heart. a gentler nature. one that managed to thrive despite the harshness and cruelty that a place like skyrim could be. she is a warm woman, a merciful one. a forgiving one. she loved her husband despite his transgressions. despite his neglect, she stood beside him. and even past his death, honors him where he did not honor her.
prettyfoole
juliet’s optimism didn’t reach quite this far, although her polite facial expression never fails. “ not all circumstances can be fixed, i fear. ”
❛ perhaps not ... but is it not better to EMBRACE them: to attempt at a change ? to try to take control of your own destiny ? ❜