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Okay, I know I keep asking stuff like this, but how many more girls does the prince need to meet before the first cut?
((Continuing the role play with Alyla... sorry, I don’t know how to to the replying))“It’s been alright,” Dwynwen said, trying to find the words to describe her experience. There had certainly been many ups and downs. None of it had gone as she’d planned or how she could ever have imagined. “I’m just trying to find my place.” She answered truthfully. “How is it for you?”
Sure! I would love to. I really appreciate how you guys don’t accept “mediocre” (for lack of a better word) characters and you always make sure we’re putting our best stuff out there. I truly feel like you have helped me improve as a writer, so thank you, so much! I’ll have Sam’s updated character in soon!
Name: Samuel (Sam) Age: 17
Gender: Male (straight)
Element: Earth
Role in kingdom: Guest invited to stay with the family because of his incredibly strong powers as an elementalist
Enneagram type: Type 2 - The Helper
Appearance: Samuel is short for his age, and looks younger than he is. He has dusty, light brunette hair which lays atop his head in a lob, as well as tender blue eyes.
Clothes: **this is not what he looks like, it is just the clothes he wears. Also the clothes look super modern in these photos so just picture them toned down a bit to fit that time**
https://i.pinimg.com/originals/3d/75/...
https://image.dhgate.com/0x0s/f2-albu...
https://i.pinimg.com/474x/68/41/6b/68...
Personality: People pleaser for sure. Cares about what other people think and will do anything to please them. Can be quite flirtatious. Uses his powers to impress others and get them on his good side. As loyal as it gets.
History: Lived in a middle-class non-elemental family but mysteriously developed incredibly strong elemental powers. Considered a prodigy with some of the strongest Earth elemental powers out there. Quickly attracted the attention of the public eye with his incredible powers and was invited to Agira as a guest.
“I’m a water elemental. I specialize in ice,” she said, absorbing up the last bit of ice into her palm, which she was hiding behind her back. “And you are?” She asked, even though she already knew the girl’s type after seeing the tornado, she asked anyways for the sake of conversation.
Dwynwen stopped, mid twirl on her ice and froze, as cold as the ice on her fingertips. “Oh, hey...” she said, doing her best to gather up the ice as unnoticeably as possible. “I’m Dwynwen,” she said hesitantly, with a suggestive smile and a curtsy. “Sorry about... all this. Not very ‘proper’ of me.” She shrugged, dusting off her clothing.
Dwynwen watched the girl, caught in a wind tornado, who seemed not to notice her. She was extremely grateful that she hadn’t seen her, especially because she had a whole lot of magic left in her. She shot arrows of ice out of her palms, landing all around the ground which splattered up like frozen fountains. She snapped her fingers and the entire training grounds were immediately covered in a sheet of ice. She skated along, lost in her own world of long forgotten magic. She only hoped that the other girl hadn’t left her fantasy and opened her eyes to this mess.
Dwynwen walked in, something long forgotten and almost unrecognizable was churning inside her. She felt like a new person standing in the battle clothes that went untouched for far too long. Her thick black belt felt tight against her waist, as straps of rugged teal lay draped around her sides. Whatever was churning inside of her was only encouraged by her clothes. She suddenly couldn’t contain herself and everything erupted out of her. Ice flurries circled around her and a ring of ice shot up from the ground and grew like a tube around her, freezing in elegant patterns. She shattered the ice, with the flick of her hand, and all of the ice was absorbed into her palms. She stood there, ignited with something powerful. Her confidence was only broken when she saw another girl standing before her. Shock flooded her body. Did she just see that?
Dwynwen sat there in confusion for a few moments after the maid’s exit, half expecting her to storm back in. She still felt horribly guilty for whatever she had done to make the maid so mad, and even more guilty for not knowing what she had done. She finally stood up, brushed herself off, and created a new frozen vase for the flower. Making the vase sent flurries of happy feelings through her body as she remembered the fun she’d had with the prince. She hadn’t used her powers in so long, and if felt really good when she did. The bad memories didn’t come back like they usually did. She was thankful to have new memories with them that would hopefully be enough to counteract the bad ones. She felt a sudden urge to use her powers more, and in a spur-of-the-moment choice, she opened her closet and changed into battle clothes faster than she could think rationally, and headed out to the training grounds.
