#thrie vadas

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Name: Vadas, Thrie Player: Mekarah.9834 Tumblr: thrievadas.tumblr.com Active: Yes Main: Yes Faceclaim: Angela Sarafyan

[natasa-markos]

The Mantle of Leadership

After Thrie walked out of the Markos townhouse, Natasa sat down hard on the nearest chair and rubbed her temples with the pads of her fingers.  This was responsibility, this was leadership -- dashing Thrie’s hopes, breaking her tender heart. And yet Thrie was still generous with her kindness.  Undeserved kindness, but perhaps that’s what made it kindness in the first place?  Was any kindness deserved?  

Footsteps -- one of the servants, again -- drew close and then quickly away while Natasa sat with her eyes shut.  For one self-pitying moment, she allowed herself to feel alone, angry, uncertain. Unwanted, and thrust now into power far greater than she had ever desired.  She squeezed her eyes shut more tightly as those unworthy thoughts turned to silent pleading.

Unseen, this is hard.  Resplendent Ones, teach me how to do what is necessary. Ageless Ones, show me the way.  Unseen, make me a true instrument of Your will, Your desire.  I am a vessel.  I am a vessel.

She rose a quarter-hour later, clear-eyed, hollow, but sure.  “Maria, run a bath, please,” she said to the servant still lingering nearby.  “I have some calls to make.”

( @thrievadas )

[natasa-markos]

The Fools

This will not end well for Thrie.  How could it?  She’s a servant of the sister, in love with the brother.  The Baroness is jealous and grasping on a good day; the Baron is weaker than he was.  And how will he deal with Thrie’s love when she sees him now as broken, diminished, ruined?  Andreus Versai is a proud man, and proud men don’t get hard for pity.

Were she mine, I would treat her more kindly.  But perhaps she likes looking for the little pearls of kindness from an unkind man.  Treasures them, uses them as evidence supporting her own want, who can say?

He is not indifferent to her, and she’s as transparent as fresh-cleaned glass. The fools.  This won’t end well for either of them.

( @thrievadas, @andreusversai )

[andreusversai]

[the following letter is on Versai letterhead, of all things, but it looks as if it has been in a pocket or bag for ages -- the paper is worn, and soft, and faded. clearly, this was the only thing available]

sister --

my ventures bear no fruit. there is nothing in the jungles but chaos. no word, no visual. not optimistic -- it is not safe for anyone. it is not safe for me. i must return to kryta.

-- a.v.

nb:  if you still need eyes, send the girl; she is more suited to traverse this place, and far less valuable than i, if lost.

[aiaversai]

a hushed missive

[two messages are sent out. both are on nondescript, cheap paper, writing done in blocky, uneven letters -- as if the writer was using the opposite hand -- and, further, is written in a cipher]

[sent to darrian monica] inquisitor - target: arthur pentuck - 72yrs - rurikton - procure poison from the girl - administer over time - make it look natural - absolutely no trail to order.   confirm job done. 

[sent to thrie vadas] girl - priest will be seeing you - needs product - symptoms must be synonymous with that of an old man dying of sickness - slow working - keep all receipts - follow priest - gather evidence of priest’s actions for purpose of testifying against, should need arise. confirm priest’s arrival and job done.