Anemonia
Clan Role: Citizen
Mate: None
Children: None
Friends: ???
Enemies: None
Lore
I am a magical land written of in a series of unnamed chronicles. The stories that take place within me and my bretheren, Gloris, Armitty and the Misa-Terram, two of which have not been birthed here...they are filled with magic and adventure.
If only I were truly a part of them.
Alas, but I am only named from the country, although at times I feel as though I truly am the country. I can feel the adventures taking place inside of me. I can sense names, and stories. I see Arik. And I can see his bride Sophie. I see them on their wedding day and then when they become the rulers, when Princess Sophie's father passes the crown to the now King Arik.
I see as a girl name Rai rides in, as a boy named Ryan, with a man named Jeremy, screaming for her brother. But the king has left and alas...they must follow him into a neighboring country.
I see the things that happens there. I see Zarius. I see him come and become regent. A lowly human, son of a murderer...a regent.
And I am not part of these adventures! But why? Because, although I long to be, I am not the books. I am not the series of scrolls. I am not the Unnamed Chronicles. I am merely a pawn. A pawn made to hold their stories in my soul.
Diary
Currently unfilled.
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