freedom is only an illusion like opening a cage to let a bird fly out, while it remains tethered Yulia had always worked well under authority. First a warmonger for her nation, then for herself. One had been more successful, the other left her a fugitive. Freedom did not exist, such that every person chained themselves to a cause or was left with the burden of fighting only for themselves. She had never been one to demand individuality. No, that was a fool’s errand. Especially now, after being stripped of her powers as the price she had paid for taking the wrong side in a twenty year war. Now nothing more than a refugee, she had found herself here, desperate but stone faced. If she was to suffer for a cause, it might as well this time be the correct one. A ‘good’ one, may the devil forbid that existed. In long strides Yulia approached the Rune Knights’ headquarters. While she was the same person as a year ago, things were dramatically different. Her circumstances were drastically different. Perhaps it would be a nice change of pace, working against what she had always considered to be her inner nature rather than succumbing to it. The results of such an experiment hopefully would beg to differ from her constant assumption that she was lost as a person. Making this trek up the plateau to the altogether too visibly proud Rune Knights’ base had left Yulia in an odd mental state. She felt calm and at peace with herself but also anxious to understand what would happen next. Passing through the doorway into what looked to be a reception area, her eyes moved quickly over her surroundings until they returned to the individual sitting behind a central desk. “Excuse me, I would like to join the Rune Knights.” She kept it short and simple, in the hopes that the person would either be able to help her out themselves or direct her to someone else capable of addressing or handling the situation. Should she end up not qualified enough to join, that was fine. Hitting a snag in the first step was to be expected when the hardest obstacles to overcome in a journey often were at the beginning. Yulia was an unknown factor here in Fiore and should be unrecognizable in Era especially. She was nothing more than a civilian, really. But one could never know for sure, living in a magical realm of possibility, if they could somehow see the horrors and crimes of her past. [Post WC: 407 || Yulia's WC: 407 || Thread WC: 407] |
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- Yulia had always worked well under authority. First a warmonger for her nation, then for herself. One had been more successful, the other left her a fugitive. Freedom did not exist, such that every person chained themselves to a cause or was left with the burden of fighting only for themselves. She had never been one to demand individuality. No, that was a fool’s errand. Especially now, after being stripped of her powers as the price she had paid for taking the wrong side in a twenty year war. Now nothing more than a refugee, she had found herself here, desperate but stone faced. If she was to suffer for a cause, it might as well this time be the correct one. A ‘good’ one, may the devil forbid that existed.
In long strides Yulia approached the Rune Knights’ headquarters. While she was the same person as a year ago, things were dramatically different. Her circumstances were drastically different. Perhaps it would be a nice change of pace, working against what she had always considered to be her inner nature rather than succumbing to it. The results of such an experiment hopefully would beg to differ from her constant assumption that she was lost as a person. Making this trek up the plateau to the altogether too visibly proud Rune Knights’ base had left Yulia in an odd mental state. She felt calm and at peace with herself but also anxious to understand what would happen next.
Passing through the doorway into what looked to be a reception area, her eyes moved quickly over her surroundings until they returned to the individual sitting behind a central desk. “Excuse me, I would like to join the Rune Knights.” She kept it short and simple, in the hopes that the person would either be able to help her out themselves or direct her to someone else capable of addressing or handling the situation. Should she end up not qualified enough to join, that was fine. Hitting a snag in the first step was to be expected when the hardest obstacles to overcome in a journey often were at the beginning. Yulia was an unknown factor here in Fiore and should be unrecognizable in Era especially. She was nothing more than a civilian, really. But one could never know for sure, living in a magical realm of possibility, if they could somehow see the horrors and crimes of her past.
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