#eponia

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"The ąnøns ąre reąlly weird bűnch of űmm... Trølls? Ąilens?... I'm nøt sűre whąt the ąnøns ąre øther thąn hąving ą űm.... Űniqűe sense øf humør tø pűt it nicely.."

@ask-swagger-dagger-trolls Jamari and @you-cansci-me Nasou having gotten vibe checked from a anon. Eponia having gotten there to see if Nasou was okay, and seeing Jamari being the big dork comforting Nasou still not understanding the meme and Eponia is in the same boat about what a meme is.

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A Character Intro: Eponia

Here is a moodboard for Eponia! She is going to be one of the main characters in the story I’m writing. She is in her early 20′s and refuses to be the doll her step-mother wanted her to be. She wants to live her own life without following a designated path. 

I’ll add more to this post as I write more into her backstory. But for now, enjoy this pretty collage I managed to get together :D Below is some semblance of her backstory, but I don’t want to tell all of it until I have all of the Alilart children out here (:

Basics

Full Name: Eponia Soraya Alilart

Pronunciation: eh-pohn-yah soh-reye-ah ah-lih-lart

Nicknames: Epi, Poni

Name Meaning: Eponia || The French Horse Goddess; Soraya || A Bright Light; Alilart || Beautiful Raven

Gender: Female

Sexual Orientation: Still Discovering

Real Age: Twenty Two

Age Appearance: Nineteen

Birthday: Keanter 21st 446 DK

Birthplace: Tornbury, Estana

Species: Presumably Mundane

Preferred Hand: Left; but forced to use her right hand during lessons

Occupation: Seamstress

Relationships

Family: Marth (father), Meira (mother), Emric (eldest brother), Elidia (older sister), Gwendolyn (step-mother), Theron (younger half-brother), Feyre (youngest half-sister)

Lovers: Abandoned Her

Marital Status: Unwed

Friends: Cerdiwen

Education & Religion

Level of Education: Basic Education provided by her step-mother in efforts for her to become a lady of the royal court

Description of Education: Basic reading and writing, music, sewing, homekeeping

Religion: Elypherity

Description of the Religion: Polytheistic

Deity of Choice: Sinhe, the Goddess of the Night

Physical Characteristics

Facial Type: Oval

Eye Color: Blue with silver and gold rings around the pupil

Hair Coloring: Ginger

Hairstyle: Tied up away from her face

Skin Tone: Fair

Body Type: Ectomorph

Build: Long arms and legs

Height: Five feet and seven inches

Weight: 113 lbs.

Warnings: blood, cursing, and other tragic events may be ahead in this character backstory

Her full name is Eponia Soraya Alilart. She was born Keanter 21st of the year 446 DK (The thirteenth month in the Vennadorian Calendar; Early Dark Ages; During Kali - the New Goddess of the Hunt) to a Meira and Marth Alilart in Tornbury, Estana. Unfortunately, she would be the last they would have as her mother passes from blood loss. 

Not even a year passes and her father moves onto his mistress, Gwendolyn Padilla to help him with his children as well as continue to grow his family with her. They have two more children, her father having a total of five children he raises with her. 

Eponia’s 11th year of life, she is pulled away from her father along with Elidia, Feyre, and Theron by Gwendolyn. Marth does not put up a fight to keep his children which plants the seed of bitterness in the children towards their father. Gwendolyn totes them away from Tornbury to the capital of Estana, Hampstead, where she hoped to live a grander life with a Royal naval officer.

From that point on, Gwendolyn paid money for the best education that a lady could have in Estana, grooming the girls to become the perfect lady for a wealthy suitor one day to benefit the family. Always, Eponia never followed the teachings, mocking the habits of noble-people that were being forced upon her. 

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Eponia is an awkwardly tall young woman with a messy, ginger mop of hair on top of her head. Despite her older siblings having dark hair like their father, she has the fine hairs of her mother and the fair complexion to match. Her eyes are a blue-silver colour with a faint gold ring around the pupil. 

She is partial to a pair of trousers and loose tunics, having very few nice dresses that were made for her by her younger sister, Feyre. 

Epi tends to be hot-headed and allows her feelings to cloud her judgement, but is passionate about what she believes in. 

Tag List: @metaphors-and-melodrama 

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Last Line Tag!

Thank you for the tag @scribere-est-gaudium! I'm still trying to write, but here is the most recent line.

A sigh escaped past Eponia’s lips before she ruffled her sister’s hair. “Alright, I caved. I’ll go. But only if you promise to write letters to me to save me from my own head. And once the farm is organized, I’ll return to Brawnlyn.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Tagging: @metaphors-and-melodrama, @kenny-d-juice, @the-violet-writer, @ren-c-leyn and anyone else who sees this post. Feel free to partake, no pressure! :)

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The First Sentence

Alright, alright I’ll post the first sentence of the first chapter of the first book. Just like I promised <3

.·:*¨¨*:·.| Chapter One |.·:*¨¨*:·.

As sweat dripped from her brow, Eponia continued on with her care for the few animals her family had left of the farm.

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For Epoina: what is your muse’s favorite food? does your muse prefer sweet, sour, salty, or spicy? can your muse cook?

Eponia loves wild berry grubcakes, the fluffier the better. If it's anything involving berries or fruit in a dish is her weakness. Eponia really prefers sweet and savory foods. Not too much of a fan when it comes to spicy or overly salty foods. As well anything sour to Eponia would assume it's spoiled. Andyes actually, Eponia knows how to cook. Living far out from the nearest town is a full day trip to the get supplies. Eponia either hunts, or grows her own food and figures out what she can make with it. Whether it's camp fire fish with wild rice or not so good wild root stew. Eponia learned any root isn't edible as well how much salt to put in things.

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I thought to draw another grub and lusus picture, this time it's with my own fantroll Eponia with her Baa mama.

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Are you..?

Writer challenge! Write a Drabble with one of your OCs based on one of these prompts then tag four people (or however many you want)! Ready? Let’s go!

Tagged by @emmaghost181 to do this challenge! So I'll be doing prompt #9 with Alarik and Eponia. The drabble will be under the cut (if tumblr behaves).

Tagging @metaphors-and-melodrama​,  @isanyonetoknow​, and anyone else who would like to do this challenge!

1. Are you drunk?

2. Are you high?

3. Are you sleep deprived?

4. How much coffee have you had today?

5. How delirious are you right now?

6. How much morphine did they give you?

7. Are you crazy?

8. Have you lost your mind?

9. Did you hit your head?

10. You’re insane!

“I love you..,” Alarik said softly, his gaze turned towards the grimy floorboards, kicking at some of the loose chips idly.  

"Did you hit your head?" Eponia asked, her brows furrowed with worry as she moved towards him with a single step and her heart fluttering in her chest widely, reaching out to inspect his head as he turned away from her hand.

"What? No! Didn't you hear what I said? I love you, you wild-haired woman." He huffed, looking over his shoulder at her with a pained look, then turned away again as if he were ashamed of showing his feelings.

Why? Why now? Why did he have to say that? This was the absolute worst time to say those words. Of course she couldn't stand him, but he also had this charm and secret soft side that only she knew about and that made it even harder to not like him.

"I heard you.. I'm just -- I dunno, worried I guess. You don't exactly spell everything out like that. You're complicated and confusing, and -- and you're just so frustrating to be around." Eponia crossed her arms over her chest with her lips pressed into a thin line. "But I guess, I'm a hard person to love, so please don't take this the wrong way when I say please don't. Please don't love me. Because it would be easier for the both of us if you didn't."

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Tag Game: Emotional Cocktail of the WIP

Rules: Match from the list below one emotion from each taste to each character in your WIP and describe why:

Sweet: Intelligence - Reason - Love - Hope - Confidence - Delight - Curiosity - Patience - Kindness - Courage - Peace - Humility - Awe

Salty: Fear - Anger - Pride - Obsession - Envy - Regret - Shame - Guilt - Disappointment - Cynicism - Naivety - Emotion - Contempt

Spicy: Dominance - Submission (just a funny little extra taste for those who prefer it ;) )

I was tagged by @metaphors-and-melodrama for this game! There are several named characters in the Vennadore Volumes, so I am going to do the current main three that are protags in their own stories!

Eponia

Sweet: Reason; Being the middle child, Eponia is rarely noticed and is always given time to think about her actions before she does them. This includes the repercussions of actions, should they happen. But also being the living eldest sister, she has had to grow up quickly when she and her other siblings were forcefully taken away from their father, creating reasons why her step-mother would do such a thing and why her father did nothing to stop her.

Salty: Anger; Because of the lack of childhood she had, she holds a huge grudge against her now deceased father because she believed that he let Gwendolyn, her step-mother, take her and the younger siblings away from him.

Spicy: Submission; Despite Eponia being hard-headed and stubborn, she is quite submissive when it comes to other aspects of her life.

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Octavia

Sweet: Confidence; Octavia wasn't always this confident. She gained this attribute as she built herself up for years and years, even after the scarring event that made her the way she is now.

Salty: Shame; With her inner-struggle of the animalistic desire to hurt people, she is torn between being ashamed of her past actions and wanting more of it.

Spicy: Dominance; No question here what Octavia is like. She likes to be in control. She will never let anyone back her into another corner ever again.

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Adelaide

Sweet: Love; The half-fae who fell in love with a Murin. Created a family. Then ripped to shreds by the Red Priest and distorted her vision of morality. While she serves the Red Priest as an Acolyte, she still holds the love of her family close to her heart and is almost always thinking of her children and the family value, even if she can't see that it is hurting them.

Salty: Pride; Being the Acolyte of Memory to the Red Priest instills a sense of pride in her. It's not always good since it does land her into tricky situations where it can jeopardize the plan the Red Priest has for the split realms.

Spicy: Switch; Everyone forgets about the switch! Depending on what Adelaide is feeling, she can easily be a switch. Most days, she likes the control. But some days, she feels as fragile as a flower and must be treated as such.

I am going to tag @isanyonetoknow, @mvcreates, and anyone else who feels comfortable playing this tag game!