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|| Elora of Herindale ||

Age: 24

Birthday: August 17th

Sexual Orientation: Bi-Curious

Position: Sub

Occupation: Princess

Personality: Kind, courageous, loyal, brave, nurturing

Princess Elora was from a loving family, she was also the sole heir to the throne of Herindale. She was already passed the typical age of being married off and it was beginning to become worrisome for the surrounding kingdoms. Why hadn’t the fair princess been married? It was becoming increasingly obvious that something was strange about the Kingdom of Herindale. Well, be as it may, Elora hadn’t wanted to marry. She didn’t want the throne. She didn’t want any of it. She simply wanted to help her people. She wanted nothing to do with the political aspect. She wanted to marry when she deemed it fit, not because it was what was expected of her.

As the days went by, Elora learned to harness the practical magic used by the Kingdom’s mage. It took time and patience but she was growing stronger every day. Once her parents had discovered this, she was banished. The only reason their Kingdom had a Mage in the first place was to keep the peace with the Brotherhood. They didn’t approve of the power that a Mage held. But while the people were told she had died in an ambush on her way from a neighboring town, the poor Princess was wandering through the low lying towns outside the Kingdom’s walls. Trying to get help from the others but it was no use. She had traveled for days, likely a week or even two. Learning from her magic that she was in fact not weak. She didn’t need anyone else, and finally she was able to see that. That’s where her story truly begins. As she’s wandering the forests of the Continent, training her magic and becoming stronger.

@forgesdestiny asked: will you come with me on this adventure, and all the rest? jaskier to holly

                Adventure    sounded    grand-    far    better    than    being    stuck    in    the    temple    of    Melitele    for    the    rest    of    her    life.    To    be    completely    honest,    she    didn't    want    this.    Was    she    good    at    it    ??    Good    at    pretending    to    worship    a    Goddess    and    use    her    knowledge    to    heal    those    in    need    ??    Of    course    she    was.    But    what    she    wanted    was    adventure,    being    ANYWHERE    but    cooped    up    in    this    place...    and    Jaskier    had    given    her    the    solution    to    her    problem.    Would    Nenneke    be    angry    ??    More    than    likely,    but    she    doubts    she    really    would    stop    her    from    it.

                Hand    reaches    for    his    hesitantly.    Here,    she    had    it    all.    A    roof    over    her    hed    and    food    in    her    mouth.    out    there,    who    knew    when    she'd    get    any    of    that    ??    If    Jaskier    was    truly    a    good    Bard,    then    maybe    he'd    be    able    to    talk    their    way    into    it    all.

                "    I    hope    you're    prepared    t'do    a    lot    of    heavy    lifting,    Jaskier.    "    She    says.    "    I'm    no    good    with    words    like    you    are.    "