Adventuring through twisted time.
The cheers from the crowd on shore were unbearable, infuriating and incredibly irritating as she rode the gentle waves of the English Channel. The humans, who were no more than prey these days to…Continue
― Let me sing you a lullaby about salt. How my Mother left my body to the waves. It is not a sad song, follow me and I'll sing you the rest.
Crooked grins, sly hands,
The announcement of Prince Astaroth’s future child caused an uproar within the Underwater Kingdom of Aquada for he was not married and was well known to have relations with Siren women who were well below his status; much to the King’s dismay. For years King Poseideus nagged at his oldest son to settle with a woman of Court - to produce a worthy heir for the years to come. Therefore, when the pregnancy announcement was made, tension ran through the currents of Aquadea and caused the relationship between Astaroth and Poseideus to crumble; a Father’s reputation tainted by the reckless and selfish acts of his son and rightful heir. As the months passed and the pregnancy continued, plans were set in motion of what to do with the child; there had been many rumours that a siren could give birth on land, however, the child could not return to sea until later on their life - they had to live a normal, mundane life with humans until Poseidon himself vouched for that individuals return to their homesea. The Siren’s firmly believed that they could not kill one of their own, therefore, to kill this baby was out of the question, thus, on the day of the birth, Poseideus and Astaroth took Echolia to a small rocky island off the coast of Cornwall, England to give birth in human form. The two males watched from the waves as Echolia gave birth to a little girl but before Echolia returned to the sea, Astaroth named their daughter - Rainore Riverscar.
They left the child alone upon the rock and returned to their Kingdom to continue our their normal lives; Rainore’s cries echoed along the coast in a hauntingly manner for many days until men from the closest Fisherman town built up the courage to find the cause of such nightmarish screams. Upon finding the child on the small rock, they were flabbergasted that the little bundle was able to survive that long, alone without food or water. They took her back to the town of Polperro, where the village’s people met to discuss who would take on the child; to have her as one of their own. The discussions went on for many hours until the Mayor, Charles and his Wife, Vivienne Rosewell took her - the people soon agreed, knowing that the couple had been trying for a child for many years. Naming their child was not a difficult job, they considered where they found her and gave her name which related to the sea and to water - Talise. Talise Rosewell. Growing up, Talise was showered with love from her parents which consequently lead the people of Polperro to do the same; the village people would often come and offer her gifts such as flowers and bread, seeing her as a blessing - a gift from God.
Many would have thought that after all the attention that was given to the Mayor’s daughter, she would turn out selfish and rude, however, Talise turned out to be the complete opposite. She was soft and gentle hearted, the one that always went out of her way to make other people happy. Throughout her childhood, if the young girl was not found at home, she would be running across the sand barefoot - allowing the crashing waves to lick at her feet; she was always drawn to nature, dreaming of it everytime she was tucked up in bed. Yet, her peaceful life was soon going to change once she reached the age of sixteen; news had reached Polperro that King Henry the 8th would be visiting. His visit would do well for Polperro, it would put the small Fisherman town on the map and could create tourism, and therefore, more money. Charles was ecstatic, and for months prior to the King's visit, Talise never truly saw her Father - he was busy with council and many other important men; however, he had demanded that Talise and the other women in his life to go to classes to improve their manners and behaviour as women. Talise couldn’t understand herself why in Earth she needed to attend classes on how to walk proper, or how to talk proper; she didn’t believe she had to change for a man, even if he was a King and found herself protesting this order from her Father; despite her protests, she obliged simply not to give her aging Father a heart attack.
Throughout those months, she began to experience withdrawal from nature, thus, becoming extremely temperamental; the people around her couldn’t believe she was the still the same girl that they watched grow, however, they soon found out that it was because she had finally become a woman also. They passed her temperament off as that, and were also somewhat relieved that she had finally matured, and as soon as that came to light, Charles was determined to try and find a suitable suitor once the King’s visit had gone smoothly. Eventually, the day had come at King Henry 8th came to the village; Polperro buzzed with celebrations, women and men alike cheering for their King and for his Queen, Jane. They were only to stay a day or so, but the Royals loved the village that they extended their stay before making their way to another village on the south west coast.
Various of men would shout at Talise, grubby hands grabbing her diminutive form in an attempt to get her close to the side of the ship; Talise thrashed against them, fighting them before pleading with The King who stood there with an inquisitive expression. It was his life or death alongside a woman - Henry snorted and waved a hand of dismissal, approving the men's decision to rid the ship of its witch; the decision was easy to make, he could take plenty of other women. Once the decision was made, a sudden calmness rushed over Talise and she took a deep breath; shrugging her way free from the crew, she didn't want to be murdered - if she were to die to supposedly save lives, she'd rather take her own. Blue orbs widened as she glanced at the angry, aggressive wave beneath her but within moments her legs had pushed her off the boat and into the water. The water swallowed her whole, Talise never saw the surface again with legs.
Rain is able to roleplay throughout the ages after the 1500s.
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