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Post by Raieyana on Mar 17, 2011 13:21:55 GMT -5
 Raieyana was in a furious mood. So furious, it had caused her to storm out of her home. Correction. Her in-laws home. With their overbearing controlling selves, it seldom fell into a place that Rai felt comfortable in. Her daughter on the other hand loved it, which was part of the reason she stayed as oppose to returning to her true home. And what was waiting for her there? A neglectful brother? No. Raieyana felt displaced; like she belonged no where. And being in one of her moods, she did not look at it as a way of having two potential homes; but rather, having no true home. No place where a husband would give her the company that she so desired. Nor a place where there would be a father to help raise her daughter. Instead, she had a father in law and a mother in law, both of whom insisted on taking her daughter to a feast they were invited to. Yet, did not seem to want to bring Rai to. Oh yes. It was infuriating indeed! She had stormed out of the estate in a raging fury, and had just kept walking, and walking, and walking.
Until she was utterly lost. She had left a little before the sun set, and now it was completely dark. She had the whole night to return home. But she was not oblivious to the many dangers that lurked in the woods, especially at night. She had nothing to provide warm to her bare arms and was feeling the cold night air bite at her skin. She had a band around her head which kept her hair in place, so even being in this state of fury, she tried to maintain somewhat of an appearance. Either way, she hated being in this position! One of anger and now fear. One where she had lost control of the situation and did not know left from right. But she refused yet, to break down and resort to an eye full of tears. Instead she would keep walking, keep hoping and keep - wait, were those footsteps she heard? She looked around in every direction as she froze. She was no hunter, but the silent air made it rather easy to hear another set of footsteps wandering nearby. And this, made her freeze in trepidation, though she continued to put on a brave face.
She needed to do something! And that was when she noticed a rather large stick, and picked it up, holding it in front of her defensively. She was not physically strong, but this was the only weapon she could find; her only way to defend herself. If she could at least get one good swing in, then she would be able to make a getaway! It would give her at least a bit of a head start if nothing else. And of course, there was the possibility that whoever was there, was completely innocent. And, if she dared to be even more hopeful and optimistic, perhaps they would go as far as to point her into the general direction in order to exit the woods. But for now, she was prepared for the worst. "Who's there?!" She called out in a demanding voice, trying to mask the fear she felt in a tone that came out rather bold, if she did say so herself. She only hoped that it would last and that was solely dependent on who, or if, the lurker revealed themselves.
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Post by Raieyana on Mar 17, 2011 12:30:18 GMT -5
 While Raieyana stood there, just staring, lost in thought over the traumatic events that would take place soon, she noticed from the corner of her eye another woman. She did not look at her right away however. She kept looking straight ahead. Perhaps, she was here for the same reason she was. To contemplate the incident that had yet to occur. To feel a strange sense of sympathy towards the girl, though Raieyana did not fail to recognize her stupidity of using magic so close to the king. Ridiculous. The sooner this would be over, the sooner everyone could move past it. And hopefully, learn from it. Though it seemed people never did. There had been many examples set for people to understand magic was unacceptable. How hard was that for people to live by? She folded her arms across her chest, as she felt another cold chill, though felt the need to hide this eeriness.
Eventually, after several passing of moments, Raieyana spoke. "'T'is a shame," she said in a tone that did not over display much sympathy. It was more of a causal statement, one that showed Rai would not lose any sleep over this, but nor was she cold enough to not feel an ounce of regret for the servant. Again, the sooner this happened, the less people would have to look at this awful stake. Once Raieyana spoke, she turned her head a bit to look at the stranger. She was a noblewoman. Without a doubt. Her attire and the overall way she carried herself made this much clear. Well that was ironic. Another noblewoman lamenting over this soon to be execution. She turned her head forward again to look at the abundance of hay. "Some people just never learn," she added, shaking her head. She almost felt a bit of anger towards the servant, for putting herself in this position, and then for others having to fall witness to this punishment. It was a dreadful thing; to watch someone to burn.
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Post by Raieyana on Mar 8, 2011 22:35:23 GMT -5
It was a rather nice change to be in the city. Her in-laws had decided to visit court, and she had the opportunity of going along with them. At least it got her out of the estate for some time, as she was able to meet a variety of people. It was only the first day but she had wanted to get an early start, and with the sun beating down, and the business of the city streets, it felt absolutely perfect. She even managed to sneak out before Roger and Dyana insisted that she get a shawl to cover her bare arms. Not today. Instead, she was dressed comfortably in a sleeveless, lightly colored gown, her hair loosely tied in a braid and a band around her head.
The only thing that would add to the perfection of today was if Melodie could join her in this stroll. But she was letting her get her rest, as it had been quite a long journey and the young infant was not used to traveling such distances...even though she had been so excited every step of the way. So for now, she just leisurely strolled through the streets, stopping occasionally to look at some of the materials that various vendors were selling. She stopped in particular to look at some rather nice pieces of cloth. Nothing that compared to the exquisite material that nobles could afford and that was ordered from different places in the world....but still, it had a quaint charm to her and it was enough to intrigue the noblewoman.
She decided not to purchase any at the moment and after a few prolonged moments of looking, decided to press forward. She kept walking, until she saw something that forced her to pause. It was a stake. A stake that was being prepared, and she knew from the gossips of others, who it was getting prepared for. A young hand maiden, accused of using sorcery. Further more, it was the king's ward's personal maid servant. Really. How could someone who worked in such close quarters to the king be so reckless as to use magic, and enchant the prince! It was utterly ridiculous. Though at the same time, it was never easy to see someone burn. Which was why Raieyana was going to make sure that she, nor her daughter, would witness such a heinous act. Still, she could not help but stop and stare as servants and guards gathered small bundles of hay which they placed around the stake, so that she would burn. It was disturbing, and enough to cause a cold shiver run down Rai's spine.
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Post by Raieyana on Mar 8, 2011 16:56:03 GMT -5
 Instead of steadying her breath, she had ended up just holding it. Holding it out of fear, out of trepidation, as she was petrified of who this stranger may be lurking about. She heard the footsteps draw nearer, but she dare not reveal her self or even risk a peek to see who it was. Her eyes glistened with moist tears as she closed them, praying that whoever this was would go away! Never did she think it was possible that whoever this stranger was could possibly help them. Well, that thought did not occur to her until she heard the person's voice that is. The voice belonged to a woman, a young one from the sounds of it. While Rai did not miss the joke she intended to make, she did not laugh from it. Had the situation been different, it certainly would have caused a smile of amusement on her lips, but right now, she was too distressed to laugh, or even smile.
She had two options. She could either remain hidden, ignoring this person completely. That way, she would guarantee herself safety by not trusting a complete stranger. While she said she would not cause any harm, who knew what other people's intentions were! On the other hand, Rai was not naive enough to believe that she could find her way out of these thick woods. She had been wandering around all day, not crossing another single person. Until now. While it was dangerous to trust this person, it may be her only hope and chance to get out of here for perhaps the woman knew how to get out of the woods and possibly point her in the right direction. Rai hoped that if this was the case, then she would offer such direction free of charge, or at least for a price that could be paid with the few pieces of jewelry the noblewoman was wearing, for it was all she had.
It was a risky decision; one that had the possibility for complete disaster. But what other choice did she have? She had to think of Melodie. Her poor, innocent child who was growing weaker by the moment. She looked down at her, the small bundle she was wrapped in, and took a deep breath. This was it. After much deliberation, Raieyana had reached her choice. All she could do was desperately pray that it was the right one. She stood up slowly from her hiding place, her tall figure now in the opening. She rested her eyes on the woman. She was young, as predicted, and possessed a very strong beauty. She almost seemed to elegant to be merely a nomad. Then again, not all beautiful women were only nobles. She tried to keep a strong tone in her voice and stance, not wanting to act as vulnerable and stressed out as she felt. Though, it was rather difficult to do especially when Melodie's life was on the line.
Now what. What did she say to this woman who had managed to draw her out. Would giving her name be too dangerous? Would asking for directions be too forward? Would admitting she is lost make her too vulnerable? She had to say something instead of just standing there, awkwardly. Raieyana just looked at her, her tired eyes trying to show strength, but once again, she most likely failed. She tightly gripped her daughter who was hidden under the cloak, as she fought for the appropriate words to say. She had never been in this situation before! How did she know how to act appropriately. "I was wondering kind lady, if you could perhaps point me in the direction of exiting these woods." She kept her voice soft, though determined. "I can pay you for this information, just not too much for I have very little of value on me." Except for her daughter, but she was not going to trade her for any amount of information, obviously. She just hoped that this woman was not the kind to take full advantage of a situation that she clearly had the upper hand in.
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Post by Raieyana on Mar 8, 2011 16:06:26 GMT -5
There was a reason that Raieyana should never try to be all rebellious. She had left her 'home' in Camelot to visit her brother in Mercia. Her only motive for going was because she had to leave her over bearing in laws. They were controlling. They dictated her life! And yet...they took care of her and Melodie. They provided the two of them with everything they could ever desire. At the same time, the emotional support was lacking. She was not sure why she decided to go visit her brother. The only thing he would probably give her is a horse and possibly an escort back to Camelot. A horse. That would be looking pretty good right now. She had tied the reigns too loosely on the horse she had taken from her in laws estate and now she was left with no choice but to walk.
The only other problem, was that she was completely and utterly lost! While she was independent in some ways, she was not able to fully look after herself, as circumstances had never required her to do so. Because of that, she lacked directional sense and had no idea where she was. All she did know was that it would be dark soon and she had no where to go. No place in sight. She could handle a night without food and shelter, but her daughter could not. She had been carrying Melodie for the last several miles, wrapping her in her cloak, which left Rai with bare arms. Her hair was loosely tied in a braid with a band around her head, but she probably looked more disheveled than she was used to. She often took great pride in her appearance but right now, she was tired, hungry, cold and was terrified to death for the well being of her daughter.
She paused for a moment, out of breath, and taking a few minutes to gather her strength. And fight back the tears that were threatening to form in her eyes. What good would come of her having a breakdown right now? None what so ever. Even if she was on the verge of collapse, crying now would only waken her six year old daughter who was fast asleep in the comfort of her mother's arms. Speaking of waking up, Rai suddenly heard the rustling of leaves around her. Someone else was here! This created panic in her, for she did not know who it was. It could be bandits! What then?! She was not skilled with any sort of weapon! How could she possibly fend them off while trying to protect her daughter?! Of course Rai had not physically seen anything to substantiate this, nor did she want to. Frantically looking around, she found a rather thick stump, one that was wide enough to hide both her and her daughter. She hurried towards it, moving as fast as she could while carrying an infant. She crouched behind it, waiting for who ever it was to pass them by, while trying to steady her breathing so that they would not hear her.
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Post by Raieyana on Mar 8, 2011 14:49:22 GMT -5
 Raieyana was distracted when someone suddenly collided into. Thank goodness the impact of it had not been enough to spill her drink. It was such a nuisance to try and get wine stains out of dresses! She kept a polite smile on her face, more so when she saw who it was that had bumped into her. Now Rai was not enough of a prude to be irritated by an accident. Instead, she reciprocated the friendly embrace by putting her arms briefly around the other woman when she hugged her. "Lady Lisa," she greeted, still softly smiling. "It has indeed been far too long." And Raieyana blamed her over bearing in laws for that. Of course, she could not very well say that in public.
Apart from the reason being that they were here as well, and could possibly hear her...it was also just plain disrespectful to speak negatively about her deceased husbands parents. They had after all taken care of her, and her daughter. "How have you been faring all this time?" She asked her, rather relieved to see a familiar face. One that would not be judgmental towards her.
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Post by Raieyana on Mar 7, 2011 23:42:36 GMT -5
Raieyana was like any noble woman. She loved festivals! She enjoyed getting dressed up and socializing with others. With her in-laws strict regulations, she did not get many opportunities like this so when they did arise, she took full advantage. Plus, it was always a great delight to dress up Melodie who was getting older every day. Her baby girl was already four years old and despite the hardships associated with raising a child by oneself, she adored her daughter more than anything and anyone. Even to the point of making sure she was ready first. Melodie was dressed in a pink dress, with a crown of flowers in her curly blond hair, and white shoes to compliment her silver bracelets. A precious doll indeed. Mothers often bragged about their children, and Raieyana did not stray from this norm.
As for herself, she was dressed in a light blue, almost mauve color with no sleeves though, with the strong insistence of her in laws, had a matching shawl to cover her bare shoulders. She wore her hair in a loose braid, with ran down her side, her neck void of any jewelry, say for a few silver bracelets on her wrists. The final touch was a silver band that she wore around her head. And with that, she was finished with her outfit. Of course a touch of makeup here and there and other necessary accessories completed the outfit and with a final look in the mirror, and one last inspection of her daughter, she picked Melodie up in her arms and rode off to the city.
They were formally invited to a knighting ceremony. As Rai's late husband had been a knight, they were often invited to these sort of functions, reserved for nobles within Camelot, sometimes even extending to other kingdoms. The ceremony had proceeded nicely, as Lancelot became Sir Lancelot of Camelot. It was always nice to see another man of honor be commended for it. As any knight ceremony, the evening proceeded with food and drink, and talking to other nobles of sorts. While Rai loved the feeling of being in a crowd, she despised the sympathetic looks and words she received from others, as they sent their condolences her way for the death of her husband. It had happened years ago, and people still expressed far too much sympathy. She watched Melodie from a distance as a few of the children were watching a court jester perform magic tricks. At least her daughter was having a good time; that was the most important thing. And in the meantime, Rai held a glass of wine, and watched the crowd around her.
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Post by Raieyana on Mar 5, 2011 22:04:49 GMT -5
 | ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |
.:Name of Character:. Lady Raieyana
.:Nick Name:. Rai
.:Age:. 25
.:Race:. Camelotian
.:Status:. Nobility
| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |
.:Physical Appearance:. Raieyana is a tall, slender formed woman. Her skin is fair and light, as she displays the elegance and appearance of a true woman of nobility. Her hair is dark brown, cascading well down her back which she enjoys styling in various ways. She dresses in the finest of clothing and jewelry, taking great care of her appearance, making a spectacle of her status of a noblewoman.
.:Height:. 5”8’
.:Portrayed by:. Olivia Wilde
| ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ |
.:Personality:. On the surface, Raieyana appears to be a strong woman. She is poised, but speaks her mind when faced with criticism. She was raised to be meek and timid but the events of her life had greatly altered her personality. Her strength is something greatly frowned upon, and therefore struggles to hold her tongue. She can be easily provoked especially when there is any insult made towards her daughter.
On the inside, she is a broken woman. She represses her saddened emotions when in public, that they become overwhelming when she is in solitude. Internally, she feels constantly judged though she will not make this feeling known to anyone. Despite her bitterness towards other people, she does enjoy the glamour of being a woman of nobility which includes the socializing aspect of it.
.:Strengths:. A good mother, strong willed, resilient
.:Weaknesses:. Emotionally vulnerable, easily provoked, does not trust others
.:Magic Abilities:. N/A
.:Special Skills:. Sewing, embroidery and any other form of stitching.
.:Accents:. Upper class British
| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |
.:Birthplace:. Mercia
.:Family:. Melodie {Daughter}, Darell {Late Husband}, Dyana {Mother in Law}, Roger {father in law}, Boris {Brother}
.:Occupation:. Mother; Daughter of a Noble
.:Current Location of Residence:. Camelot, Aguilon Estate
.:History:. Rai was born in the kingdom of Mercia, in the Prestcote Estate. She had only an older brother whom she never had a close relationship with. Growing up, she was pampered as the sole daughter of her parents, and spoiled to no end. It was not until her parents both died that she became more of a free spirit. Her brother took over the lands and estate, obtaining full control, and cared very little about what his sister did. This neglect gave her a bit too much freedom which led to rather liberal behavior. She was vain, flirtatious and enjoyed the company of men. One man in particular, Sir Darell, who was a visiting knight from Camelot, had gained her attention, and she, his. The two grew incredibly close during his stay in the kingdom, to the point of consummating their infatuation and lust for one another. This would have remained unknown had a pregnancy not developed from it.
While expecting a child should be a happy occasion, it was anything but. She was 18 years of age, afraid of facing this alone. Although instead, it created a great deal of conflict and stress from both families. Darrel’s parents were appalled by this scandalous behavior and took full control of the situation. They demanded that she return with Darell to Camelot, and her brother, who did not want such scandal to tarnish the family name, all too willingly sent her. With little choice, Rai left her home and moved to Camelot. This was not the only decision that was made for her; she was pressured to marry Darell and shortly after her pregnancy was known, the two were wed. It was done quickly enough, and discreetly enough, that no one suspected that she was expecting a child prior to their marriage.
She gave birth comfortably to baby girl whom they named Melodie. While Darell’s parents never truly accepted her, they grew even more irritated that she had not produced a son. This only increased their resentment towards their daughter in law. When Melodie was only a few months, Sir Darell’s duties called him away, and this would be the last time she ever saw him. He was killed in the eve of battle, and while he was honored, he was sorely missed. Rai remained in the household for one reason, and one reason only: because of her in-laws promise they made to Darrel, to take care of Rai and their granddaughter. While they did not break that promise, they certainly are not enthused by the idea. They often keep her under extremely close watch, and now seven years later, they are still waiting for the day that a proposal comes forth, she accepts and moves away from their home. Of course, proposals do not come so easy to a woman who is a widow and a single mother to a six year old daughter.
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