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08-23-2020, 03:06 AM
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balthier ismania

The monolithic ruins of Yaurith were left behind as he entered the disheveled marketplace, home of vagabonds and black market dealings; he was well acquainted with the filth and swindlers that chose this place to complete their dealings. The life of a cutpurse had never suited him, perhaps in his youngest of days he had considered being a pirate and idolized the life of a marauder, but those were pup-games. He had realized by now that there was no pride, no honor in their work, and found it loathsome to even walk among them now. He was here to uphold the standards of their society, even turning a blind eye to the dealings that benefited the order - those were for a good cause - even though it was rare to see them outright deal in the midday.

Toes spread over the gritty and dusty earth as the heat from the noon sun beat against his fur. Silvery eyes casting a shadow on the streets as he looked into the shops, catching glances from within and feeling that twist of disgust and distrust in his gut as he walked by. Despite the nuisance he was not here to investigate, merely to keep the streets cleared of the hoodlums. Onward he patrolled, moving towards a large and disheveled intersection that had a mostly decreed building crumbling down the right side, his eyes moving to scan it.

“” & "" @Cassiopeia
ooc: aw but please let zodi/cassi post first <3
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08-25-2020, 09:24 PM
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Paws carried Cassiopeia from the Citadel into the main marketplace of the city. She didn't typically find her way down to the Marketplace, preferring to send a servant of the family to gather the goods she needed. But sometimes, it was necessary that she go there herself. An ear flicked as she made her way down to the marketplace. Ever the lovely lady, she turned eyes wherever she went. Which was why she always took a family guard when she decided to go down to the seedy marketplace.A young male tried to approach her in an attempt to flirt, but her guard quickly made him back off with snarls and whispered threats of removing body parts if he didn't back off from the lady. A slight nod was given to her guard as a thanks. The heat from the noonday sun was hot against her pelt. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt her to purchase some sort of covering to help keep her pelt cool on the days she was out here. Granted... it was not often she found herself out here this time of the day. Her guardian was a battle-hardened wolf, and few would test his short temper. Most knew the Lady and her Guard, and wouldn't bother fussing with the pair. However, some were more bold than others and thought they could get away with making a move on the young Noble.

All of a sudden, a young male darted out of the shadows, aiming to lunge at Cassiopeia. Her guard was quick to intercept, quickly pinning the youth to the ground. A short scuffle ensued, Cassie and Otulissa scooting to the side of the scene as people scattered to avoid getting caught in the midst of it as well. "Guess that will show them not to test my guard." Cassie said softly as she glanced at her companion with a soft chuckle. Perhaps the others thinking they could get past her guard would think twice about testing the guard's reflexes after seeing what happened to the one who tried. Her appearance was unique, different than that of other Nobles. The Argyris family was well known for their star-flecked pelts and silver tones in their furs, and it was a trait that often set the family apart from the rest of the Nobles, making them easy to notice in any situation.


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"Cassie Speaks."

"Otulissa Speaks."

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@Balthier

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08-28-2020, 03:34 AM
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balthier ismania

The captain's shoulders tensed for a moment, watching the commotion unfold with a nonplussed expression before easing once more, feeling no need to intervene. Silver gaze needing only a glance before being able to place her to a family of known Nobles. Though the guard was merely doing his job, there was a gritty sort of dislike settling into his gut as he began forming an opinion of either. In this world to him there was duty, there was belief, and there was right, somewhere now there was a gray line for those that were and were not deserving. This was a difficult thing to come to terms with for him, for the natural order of things (in his mind) should not be upon birth, but upon worth. Value was in duty, value was in diligence and fealty, but was it in subservience? While she had not clamored for the attention, there was something about the way in which it was handled that he couldn't quite put a word to, something that got under his skin, and finally he realized with some degree of discomfort what it was.

His voice rasped, a deep thrum that escaped his barely parted lips, his approach calm, though the nonplussed look had not left his features. "It only shows them that you depend on someone else for your safety." And there it was, the fact that she felt entitled or deserving of a guard. That someone else should lay their own life for hers without a greater purpose. Naturally these were all assumptions - but that was natural, wasn't it? To observe and conclude. Of course in the role and world of Nobles there were endless reasons why she couldn't - or didn't want - to do it herself, but those all seemed like mere excuses to him. Sure, he would protect the Nobles - or any citizen that needed it, were the opportunity to present itself, but there was an order here (outside of the order) that he had never fully been convinced about. Or maybe, and this could be the most probable of realities, is that he felt weary and he was overthinking it all. The resurgence of the harbingers was a grievance to him, but it also pained him for other reasons, and it had befouled his mood of late.

“” & "" @Cassiopeia
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09-15-2020, 02:37 AM
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Cassiopeia Ourania Argyris

As her guard took care of the wolf who had tried to encroach on her personal space, and she spoke with Otulissa, her ears turned backwards as another voice reached her ears. An eyebrow raised at the male's words as he spoke that her guard taking care of the wolf only showed she needed a guard. Just because her guard took care of one problem, didn't mean that she wasn't capable of doing it herself. "I'll have you know, I can take care of my own safety. I just didn't see him before my guard did." Cassiopeia said with a flick of an ear as she fixed her heterochromia gaze on the male. "Just because one allows a guard to take care of one problem doesn't mean they can't take care of it as well." The starry Noble said, Otulissa glaring at the mostly white male as she sat perched on Cassiopeia's shoulder. Everyone was on edge lately, especially after a Harbinger had been found within the Citadel during one of the meetings that had been called. It had her and Otulissa uneasy. She'd met her familiar shortly after she stopped training as a Templar, and the barn owl was the only other creature other than her and the Harbinger she set free during that one training exercise that made her stop her training. Those memories had resurfaced back into her mind at this moment as she thought about the Harbinger that had been caught and imprisoned.

Shaking her head, Cassiopeia focused back on the wolf at paw. "Who are you, anyways? You look familiar." She said, sitting down. Her guard glanced over to look at her, and she gave him a slight nod. He then disappeared off into the marketplace. They'd been tasked with picking up some supplies for the household that only they could get, since if they were to send out one of their servants to do it, the merchants they needed to buy from would jack the prices up since they figured they could get away with doing so. But better that she find out who this wolf was that had spoken up to her. She was an odd Noble, with Templar training despite not being a Templar knight herself. "I just thought you looked familiar from awhile back." Cassiopeia said, glancing at Otulissa as she spoke. Perhaps they'd trained together briefly at one point while she was training as a Templar? He stood to answer that question for her yet, so it should be interesting to know if they'd crossed paths before now.


text. "cassiopeia speech."otulissa speech.

Art & code by Zodiac

@Balthier

[Image: cass_smol.png]
09-30-2020, 02:39 AM
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balthier ismania

His soured mood fared poorly against her remarks, finding the arrogance of the nobles almost as grating as the freedom of the harbingers. They would slip thorugh this world with such a different life than the average citizen, and the thought did not settle his mind as he wondered what they'd do stripped of their glorious luxuries. The resurgence of the harbingers had brought more than unrest to the city, not only was the entire order on edge, but the King himself was beginning to unravel like a poorly tied present. Argent gaze turned upon the creature resting on her shoulders, for a moment briefly looking upon her starlit coat, though his expression did not soften. "I will hope that is true for your own sake." A flat and somewhat dissonant statement, ears folding forward before relaxing agains his skull, the fur parting slightly and causing a cascade of earthen fur into the pristine alabaster along the edge. After all, it was not the duty of the order to play shining knight - regardless of who was at risk.

The marketplace these days had been full of hoodlums and vagrants, silhouettes that danced in the moonlight and basked in the haunted crevices of the abundant alleys. There was only so much the order could do to keep them at bay, to keep law upheld when most felt tooth and claw were so appealing. "Captain Balthier Ismania." He looked familiar? He knew there were few Captains, but he wondered if a noble like herself, though looking like she may be fierce had bothered to keep herself updated on such things. Balthier was new in his role, and as such there was little arrogance that came with it, he had little expectation, and cared little to make others obey or grovel; those were not things that mattered to him. Though her recognition - however brief it may be - did spark a distant memory in him; they had spent time together, and both were adequately young. "We trained together, for a brief moment in history, though I do not recall your name."

“” & "" @Cassiopeia
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10-20-2020, 03:49 AM
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Cassiopeia Ourania Argyris

An ear flicked as she settled herself on the ground and watched her guard disappear into the crowd. Her immediate family knew she'd dropped out of Templar training and could defend herself, so she wouldn't get in trouble with her parents for sending her guard out of sight and out of reach. Bright-hued eyes focused back on the wolf in front of her - the one she had thought familiar. Granted she had trained with many a Templar initiate when she was going for that position as a yearling. She'd wanted to follow in her father's pawsteps something fierce as a yearling, but due to circumstances that occurred during training, she no longer had a desire to hunt down potential Harbingers anymore. Everyone in the city was uneasy about the knowledge that more were stirring, and it seemed that every day more young wolves were turned out as full-blown Templars, ready to serve their king and hunt down Templars. While she may have unintentionally uncovered one in the Citadel during the meeting that the Templar Commander held, the star-pelted Noble kinda felt bad about it. Maybe she could get Otulissa to help her find him, and apologize for what she did... But if she were to be discovered speaking with a known Harbinger, it could ruin her family's status - and she couldn't do that to her family. She just couldn't.. If it would only be her status that was affected, she would risk going herself. But it involved her whole family, and Cassie wouldn't dare ruin her family's name. Perhaps she could send Otulissa with a message... The barn owl was a silent flyer, and her melanistic appearance helped her blend in with the night ever better.

Mentally shaking herself, Cassiopeia turned her attention back to the Templar Captain in front of her. "Balthier Ismania... Yes, that name does ring a bell." Cassie said softly as Otulissa adjusted her positioning and preened her feathers a little bit. Due to her father's position in the Templars, Cassiopeia was quite knowledgeable about the new captains and stuff that the Templars had. It was to her advantage that she keep herself updated on the affairs of both Court and Templars, since she could be more useful in Court herself at a later date. When Balthier mentioned that they indeed trained together, the puzzle pieces clicked in her brain. "Ah yes! I briefly trained as a Templar before deciding I would be more useful following my mother's pawsteps in becoming a Lady of the Court. The name is Lady Cassiopeia Argyris, and this is Otulissa." The starry Noble said, introducing herself and her familiar, since she knew she would get an earful from the Barn Owl later if she didn't introduce her as well. Otulissa was just like that sometimes. She always had to be included when introductions were being made. "Otulissa always insists on being included, and I'm not quite sure why." She said with a chuckle as she glanced towards her familiar.


text. "cassiopeia speech."otulissa speech.
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[Image: cass_smol.png]
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