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Welcome to Shroud in the Mist, a medieval/fantasy RPG set within the Kingdom of Aenor. It is here in which two brothers are fighting for the throne, in which they both think is rightful his. One, the youngest, is King at the present moment while his eldest brother is trying to get the throne that was passed to him from his brother. Tensions run high and here, you never really know who you can trust. Feel free to have a look around. Have any questions? Please feel free in order to contact one of our admins. At the moment, we are accepting canons and originals.



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 Lockwood, Lunette
Lunette Lockwood
Posted: May 27 2011, 03:34 AM


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LUNETTE LOCKWOOD
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" You were there by my side
Always down for the ride
But your joy ride just came down in flames
'Cause your greed sold me out in shame "



you say you're curious
CAN'T LEAVE A THING TO YOUR IMAGINATION
    NAME: Lunette Lux Lockwood
    AGE: Twenty three years old
    GENDER: Female
    BIRTHDAY: September eighth
    CLASS: Noble
    TITLE/RANK: Lady Lunette of Glastonbury
    OCCUPATION: Rebel informant
    CANON: Nope
but oh, you seem so serious
I SHOULD ENJOY THE SWEET INTERROGATION
    EYES: Blue
    HAIR: Dark blonde
    WEIGHT: 124 lbs
    HEIGHT: 5’6
    PLAY-BY: Nora Arnezeder
    GENERAL: Lunette's jaw is stronger than most girls, and more defined, but the rest of her bones are quite small in comparison, and much less prominent. However, her muscles are noticeable, if you're looking for them. She's been working, and playing like a boy since she was little. This results in her being outside often, which makes her tans her skin..
    ATTIRE: Lighter outfits, both in color and weight are preferred by Lunette. She likes the color white, but it often holds connotations she feels she doesn't live up to, like innocence, goodness, and purity. She feels a traitor to the current king shouldn't be allowed to wear it. On a slightly unrelated note, she prefers sleeveless dresses, and anything that doesn't weight her down.
i should not be telling you
I'M FLATTERED BY YOUR INTEREST
    LIKES: winning, competition, the night, being alone, flowers, a light rain, feeling accomplished, justice, peace and quiet,
    DISLIKES: animals(especially horses), losing, her royal status, being questioned in any respect, flirty men, failure, loud noises, fighting, open spaces,
    STRENGTHS: Physically, she's incredibly fast, and balanced, and actually has a respectable amount of muscle, for a woman. These are what make up for her inability to use weapons. She's a great liar as well, and very quick, but clever with her words.
    WEAKNESSES: She sometimes feels bad about plotting against the king, and if the right words are said, she might possibly be persuaded to the other side. Her emotions are extremely volatile, and she often times lets them, along with her intuition, guide her through situations. Also, her skills with most weapons are underdeveloped.
    QUIRKS/HABITS: Licking her lips when she's nervous, and raising her eyebrows all the time.
    FEARS: Being discovered as a rebel, being killed, letting her selfishness over take her and begin helping the king instead, dying completely alone, and though she'd never admit it, she's terrified of horses, and most other animals.
    GOALS: To overthrow this king, to get married and bear children, and maybe even live out a full life surrounded by friends. But she often feels that is too much to ask.
    PERSONALITY Lunette is a simple woman in many respects, but at the same time such a complicated person she can't even get her thoughts straight most days. Growing up, her parents, the duke and duchess were rather detached from her life, in effect forever changing it. She often played with the help, and became quite the tomboy. Fighting happened often, and adventures into the forest were on a daily basis, but eventually her parents became fed up with it. That was when her mother decided to transform her into a lady, in her teen years. The effects of that transformation aren't great, but she has certainly changed as a result of it. Lunette is much quieter, thinking before she speaks her mind. She's incredibly polite, and attempts the damsel routine for most noble men, to maintain her image, but around the commoners, and rebels, she could care less. Well, only a little less, her mother was so strict, and adamant about her acting that way that it's a little hard to to just stop. Side note, she doesn't go looking for trouble. God help the man who finds it in her, though. She may be able to hold her own temper, and put up with certain things, but as soon as someone openly provokes her, all hell breaks loose.

    Something which has always been prominent in her are her volatile emotions, and extreme sensitivity, which explains why she picked so many fights growing up. She was only provided the means to fight, the training, not the reasons. The reasons were of her own accord. She over thinks most comments, and takes everything personally. She also means everything personally, and never lies when it comes to her feelings about a person, unless of course it's come between life and death. That outcome isn't exactly completely out of the question, either. Being a rebel informant, and complete traitor to the king could land her in extremely hot water; hot enough to kill her. The fact that she's a traitor is unnerving for her, but she feels justified since really, the king is the real traitor, but on rare occasions she does have doubts. If very certain, guilt provoking words were said at the right time, I believe she could be persuaded to turn against the rebels, but only long enough to get herself killed. With her parents comments about justice, and complete loyalty to the king, whoever that may be, she just isn't sure what to do. What gives the king the right to overthrow his brother in the first place? She's torn, but certainly faithful. For the most part.



you start to hypnotize me
WHY SHOULD I TRUST YOU
    MOTHER: Lyonesse, Duchess of Glastonbury
    FATHER: Duke Garreth of Glastonbury
    SIBLINGS: None
    OTHER: Cousin of King (and siblings) of Aenor
    FAMILIAR/PET: A horse, but she hates him and hasn't named him.
    PLACE OF BIRTH: Glastonbury
    CURRENT RESIDENCE: She switches between Glastonbury, and Aenor
    WEAPONRY:She's the master of surprise, quick as lightning, and incredibly graceful. However, her sword and dagger skills are only just improving.
    HISTORY: Born to the Duke and Duchess of Glastonbury, Lunette led a rather unheard of life for a Lady of her time. Her father was brother to the former-former king of Aenor, making her cousins with the former king of Aenor, and the current king of Aenor, but that never played a huge part in her life. Most people weren't even aware of her existence until she was fourteen years old. Until that point her parents mostly ignored her, leaving her to play among the commoners, and socialize with only the help in the castle. She developed quite the temper, and often found herself in brawls, along with fights of words. Her parents might have been detached, but she still respected them, and would take on anyone who questioned the monarchy, or any of the nobility.

    It wasn't until she was fourteen years old that her mother decided to turn her daughter into a little lady. Being mostly ignorant of the child's escapades, leaving the help to deal with those, she had no idea what she was in for in attempting to transform the girl. The woman was successful, though, and Lunette was the perfect image of royalty by the time she was seventeen. Only weeks after did her mother begin searching for her a husband, ready to send the young woman off to be married. However, the monarchy had a few different plans.

    Not terribly long after all this, Aenor was given a new king, the eldest son of the former king, and all seemed joyous, but only weeks later did the younger son rebel, and run out the new king. It was shocking news to Lunette especially, who hadn't seen her cousins in years. She didn't think either of them had it within themselves to over throw the other, but alas, the youngest did. Immediately she knew she had to immerse herself in the happenings of the king, and his subjects. It seemed unjust to her that the king could be overthrown by his own brother, and she felt she needed to restore the monarchy to the way it was before, or at least help in that matter. She seeked out the rebels, and became an informant, finding it rather easy to befriend the king, and most of his guards with her fake charm, and sexual attitude. Those were a few of the things she had acquired during her 'lady training' with her mother.

    All seemed well for a while, but Lunette began hearing her mother and father speak of these atrocities. They believed that since he was now the king, he should be treated as such, and everyone should be faithful to him. These comments disturbed Lunette, and made her rethink her position. Usually when she had picked a side, she'd fight for it to the death, being as stubborn as a mule, but loyalty to the monarchy was something embedded deep in her soul, and something she couldn't eliminate. Only one question remained: Be loyal to the current king, or the one he overthrew? It's a question she isn't fully aware the answer of yet.
who am i talking to
COULD BE A DEMON IN A MASK
    OOC NAME: Mary
    AGE: Seventeen
    EXPERIENCE: Four years?
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Mackenzie nodded, face scrunching as if in pain as he spoke about digging holes for Professor Longbottom. She really, really didn't care about his problems. She never cared about anyone's problems except her own, and it was a trait she had come to terms with. As you can imagine, sitting and listening to his complaint was enough to make her want to punch him. But she nodded once more, encouragement in her eyes for him to leave her alone, and hang out with his own friends. But the girl didn't stand up with him, as if to hold her ground and say she wasn't going anywhere. Without actually having to say the words. "I can always find someone else to talk to." However, she despised those words, irritated by the fact that he would sit next to her, initiate conversation, be taken aback by her unwillingness to respond, and then say he could find someone else to talk to. If he wanted to he was welcome to, Mackenzie would introduce him to all the chatty first years she had so hoped to avoid. Actually, an older boy talking to them would just give them something new to talk about. Never mind. But what made him think he was so special that she would care for even one second if he stayed and spoke with her, or found someone better? She sighed deeply, fingers drumming against her leg for a moment.

"Or you can take a walk with me." Surprised as she was by his words, all that changed was a now raised eyebrow, and her fingers no longer moved atop her leg. She had heard those word a thousand times before, and each time they landed her somewhere she shouldn't have been, and every time it was the same situation. The thought was enough to make her flinch. Denial was such a fickle state of mind. She weighed the options in her head, along with his comment about being eaten by a creature on the grounds, and continuously came to same conclusion: She'd rather be eaten alive by anything the Forbidden Forest could throw at her than return to the hive of the first years. For Slytherins they were incredibly immature. Generally she ignored houses for the most part, and spread her hate equally among the Hogwarts population, but most of the time Slytherins were more quiet, even if it seemed an intimidating quiet to others. It was still quiet. But those children were just giggling, and screaming, and gossiping, and she hated them for it so much. Why on Earth would she return to the hell she had intentionally left? As much as she hated to admit it, it wasn't the poor boys fault that he didn't know. To think for one second that the world didn't revolve around her was... painful.

She let her face play the emotions of indecision on her face, with no direct intention of going with him, but her intentions of not doing so were obvious. She had a way of making herself seem even bitchier than she really was. "I'll take my chances." She finally said, a smile with no traces of joy making it's way to her for mere moments. She opened the catalog again, letting more words slip from her mouth. "Listening to those little girls for even five more seconds is worse than being eaten." She bit her lip, unsure of why she had decided to share that information with him. First of all, not everyone hated chatty first years, though the only people who didn't were probably said first years, and second of all she just felt like being alone tonight. It wasn't entirely unheard of for someone, especially Mackenzie, to isolate themselves from the world. For having a reputation like she did, it was a wonder she ever got any alone time, but Mackenzie rarely went to parties anymore, and ever since she had started dating Garrett she never hooked up with random guys. These days, she had a lot of spare time to do whatever the hell she wanted. And tonight was no different, she wanted to sit in peace and quiet, browsing through her catalog, and if a werewolf ate her, than so be it. At least then she wouldn't have to deal with first years, or pushy boys.

Mackenzie was not the type to apologize, ever, and had decided it was his own fault that he had taken her on. If he didn't want to deal with who she was, then he shouldn't have approached her in the first place. It was the risk you always took. "And why would taking a walk with you make me any more safe than I would be alone?" She questioned, inadvertently attacking his manhood. She didn't directly intend to say things like that with subtle meaning, but she always ended up doing it. It was like she was asking them to prove themselves to her. And sometimes she just liked to hear their answers. Especially the ones from stupid boys.
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