Bloody Mess,
It had been quite some time since Saraphina had decided she wanted to check on something. She sat in her throne in her throne room as she awaited her servant to provide her with some news. Back before she even was able to create Errings Rising, or more back before she took over the castle to claim it as her own and set up her precious guild. She wanted to see what was up with that cute little organization she had worked for when she met her favorite companion, other than Týr that is. Her loyal companion, and ace of her guild, Jester. They had worked together for the first time doing a job for the Black Blood Brotherhood. They helped her start reaching her potential with Jester by hijacking a political thing and having it recorded. It had been a delight to show herself in front of a ton of viewers. She wanted to see if they happened to have something else for her.
Bertrand came up to the door and walked over to his queen, kneeling as he held up an enclosed letter to her. “Your majesty.” He said as he glanced up to her. Saraphina plucks the letter from his hands and reads it over to herself.
"Welcome back, Brothers and Sisters. The Black Blood Brotherhood welcomes you with open arms. We have another job we want you to do. This time, however, the job will be extremely difficult to perform due to our recent activities. Due to this, you're going to need to work as a group to get this done. If we pull this off, the rest of the world will recognize that we, in the Black Blood Brotherhood, mean business."
She read that letter aloud and snorts to herself. Would she really need it? She doubted it, but it was fun doing jobs with others. Apparently… they were to find the Representative Thompson dude… the name made her stick her tongue out as she closed an eye. Pro-mage? What in the world were the Black Blood Brotherhood wanting to get rid of him for?! He was for people like her? She then tapped her chin. “Your majesty, if I may?” Bertrand held up his hand to her and Saraphina gave him the letter. He read the letter over and smiled a bit. “I read about this Representative before… He may be Pro- mage, but he is also in favor of punishing mages like those in our guild as well, despite the power he’s trying to put for mages overall.”
Saraphina pursed her lips as she glares over to her servant. Of course this man was. Every positive had a negative. Always. And this negative wasn’t in her favor. And what with this Black Blood Brotherhood! Wanting her to read some cheesy negotiation shit! She’ll do this job… but she would do it in her favor. Then the Black Blood Brotherhood would be her next target. They were greedy with thinking she’d be in favor of saving some lowlives who couldn’t defend themselves without the aid of magic! Though there was some things she could agree with them on… The Magic Council’s surrender and Legal Guilds disbarring from them… Both are nothing. Both try to suppress people like herself. They just had to go.
Without warning, the white queen shoots up from her seat. A grin was on her lips as she makes her way towards her room. She had the maid that she accepted into her guild working on cleaning up her room while Nadaline was learning to cook some dishes for her and learn some magic to be able to accompany her. Bertrand was starting to learn how to fight with a weapon as well. They were wanting to start becoming useful to their queen, more than just mere servants who followed her around. And she approved of this. They’d be more of use and could easily do her bidding more efficiently. Now this other maid… she had to prove herself to Saraphina herself. Nadaline already knew what she had to do, but she didn’t know if this other one did. As she got to her room, she quickly threw her door open and looked around. “Sanguine!” She calls out as she wondered where that maid would be. She travels into her closet and looks at the dresses she had lined up in it. Smirking to herself as she stood in front of one of them. It was perfect for her.
The dress was an off the shoulder white and purple ombré dress with frills practically everywhere. There was a slight corset to it under the frills that made up the collar that was also decorated in glittering gems and what looked like a pearl chain around half her hips. The purple at the bottom of the dress had a glittering effect to it as one walked around it. To accompany the dress was a frilled collar, a necklace that hung on both her neck and on her shoulders with a red pendant, a pair of matching red earrings, and a couple red and white flower hair pieces that had a pearl chain connecting the two when it was around her crown. She even had matching white platform heels with a matching red stones to the earrings and their necklace pair. If Sanguine was in the closet, she’d point to the dress. If she wasn’t, she’d go off and drag the maid with her before she pointed to the dress. “Help me dress into this, then you’re coming with me to Era to take care of some hostages on the television.” She says in a definitive tone of voice.
While she was getting her dress on, Saraphina looked into a mirror. “What do you think about protecting people who have no magic?” She questioned the maid as she pursed her lips. She didn’t like the thought of even helping them. They could be like Birch, fighting people without magic and looking rather delicious while at it. She mused to herself after that thought, thinking back to the summer solstice event. But then again, Birch also had his own magic that he apparently unlocked or whatever around then too. That struck a question to her now. She looked over to Sanguine and squinted to her. “Do you have magic?” She asks as she tilts her head to the side.
Bertrand came up to the door and walked over to his queen, kneeling as he held up an enclosed letter to her. “Your majesty.” He said as he glanced up to her. Saraphina plucks the letter from his hands and reads it over to herself.
"Welcome back, Brothers and Sisters. The Black Blood Brotherhood welcomes you with open arms. We have another job we want you to do. This time, however, the job will be extremely difficult to perform due to our recent activities. Due to this, you're going to need to work as a group to get this done. If we pull this off, the rest of the world will recognize that we, in the Black Blood Brotherhood, mean business."
She read that letter aloud and snorts to herself. Would she really need it? She doubted it, but it was fun doing jobs with others. Apparently… they were to find the Representative Thompson dude… the name made her stick her tongue out as she closed an eye. Pro-mage? What in the world were the Black Blood Brotherhood wanting to get rid of him for?! He was for people like her? She then tapped her chin. “Your majesty, if I may?” Bertrand held up his hand to her and Saraphina gave him the letter. He read the letter over and smiled a bit. “I read about this Representative before… He may be Pro- mage, but he is also in favor of punishing mages like those in our guild as well, despite the power he’s trying to put for mages overall.”
Saraphina pursed her lips as she glares over to her servant. Of course this man was. Every positive had a negative. Always. And this negative wasn’t in her favor. And what with this Black Blood Brotherhood! Wanting her to read some cheesy negotiation shit! She’ll do this job… but she would do it in her favor. Then the Black Blood Brotherhood would be her next target. They were greedy with thinking she’d be in favor of saving some lowlives who couldn’t defend themselves without the aid of magic! Though there was some things she could agree with them on… The Magic Council’s surrender and Legal Guilds disbarring from them… Both are nothing. Both try to suppress people like herself. They just had to go.
Without warning, the white queen shoots up from her seat. A grin was on her lips as she makes her way towards her room. She had the maid that she accepted into her guild working on cleaning up her room while Nadaline was learning to cook some dishes for her and learn some magic to be able to accompany her. Bertrand was starting to learn how to fight with a weapon as well. They were wanting to start becoming useful to their queen, more than just mere servants who followed her around. And she approved of this. They’d be more of use and could easily do her bidding more efficiently. Now this other maid… she had to prove herself to Saraphina herself. Nadaline already knew what she had to do, but she didn’t know if this other one did. As she got to her room, she quickly threw her door open and looked around. “Sanguine!” She calls out as she wondered where that maid would be. She travels into her closet and looks at the dresses she had lined up in it. Smirking to herself as she stood in front of one of them. It was perfect for her.
The dress was an off the shoulder white and purple ombré dress with frills practically everywhere. There was a slight corset to it under the frills that made up the collar that was also decorated in glittering gems and what looked like a pearl chain around half her hips. The purple at the bottom of the dress had a glittering effect to it as one walked around it. To accompany the dress was a frilled collar, a necklace that hung on both her neck and on her shoulders with a red pendant, a pair of matching red earrings, and a couple red and white flower hair pieces that had a pearl chain connecting the two when it was around her crown. She even had matching white platform heels with a matching red stones to the earrings and their necklace pair. If Sanguine was in the closet, she’d point to the dress. If she wasn’t, she’d go off and drag the maid with her before she pointed to the dress. “Help me dress into this, then you’re coming with me to Era to take care of some hostages on the television.” She says in a definitive tone of voice.
While she was getting her dress on, Saraphina looked into a mirror. “What do you think about protecting people who have no magic?” She questioned the maid as she pursed her lips. She didn’t like the thought of even helping them. They could be like Birch, fighting people without magic and looking rather delicious while at it. She mused to herself after that thought, thinking back to the summer solstice event. But then again, Birch also had his own magic that he apparently unlocked or whatever around then too. That struck a question to her now. She looked over to Sanguine and squinted to her. “Do you have magic?” She asks as she tilts her head to the side.