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Post by Vanora on Apr 30, 2008 22:18:09 GMT -5
Considering how everyone was so busy with the wedding, barely anyone noticed the princess' absence from the palace. Since it was a sunny day, Vanora was taking a walk in the fields. She wore a simple dress so as not to stand out. If she fit in better, she was less likely to be found and dragged back to the palace by the guards.
Despite how beautiful and sunny it was, Vanora felt fairly lonely. True, she was a closed up person but if she spent enough time with a person, eventually she would open up. Vanora felt somewhat abandoned seeing as how now her father had a wedding, a woman, and a kingdom to tend to. Her mother was in a tomb and Vanora had little-if any friend's at all. She sighed as she sat by a tree near a river, tossing rocks in out of boredom.
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Post by Proximo on May 1, 2008 8:16:46 GMT -5
Since the Roman legion of 100 000 men had stationed them self in Illyria, they had secured the land and the people in it. A mission they were given to protect Felicita, the sister of Lucius Valerius Silvio. If she was harmed, the army would interrupt and save her. Outside the city the army was set to live, but Proximo who was their commander were allowed to be inside. A close friendship he had gained with the woman he was to protect, but still felt unsafe with the Illyrian people. Everywhere he went with his proud roman armor, the citizens and the soldiers watched him pass by. It seemed they were afraid that he was Roman, although no harm he would cause if not necessary.
As the sun shined greatly upon them all, Proximo decided it was a good day to look around. From his room in the palace he traveled outside, heading through the market streets and out into the open field. Not far away was the roman camp that quickly were set up by wood and stone, usual for romans it was for them normal to make a camp on every place they stopped. Days had passed since their arrival, which had given them time to prepare the camp in case of attack. The ground below them was rocky, something that made it difficult for them to settle. However with genius minds, they figured a way.
When Proximo arrived the large fields outside the capital city, he saw a woman sitting by a tree throwing stones. It seemed as she was bored, although pretty she looked. Closer he approached, curious if she would allow him to speak or if she would run away by his presence. Hopefully he wasn't that scary, even a roman centurion he was.
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Post by Vanora on May 1, 2008 16:44:57 GMT -5
"Go away Roman," she said simply without looking up. "My problems are mine alone and if you want to know, they were caused by your people, so why don't you take your precious lady back to your precious city, and leave the Illyrian's alone. We have done you no dishonor," she then stated, her dark black eyes looking up at him now. They scanned him and they scrutinized him to find who he really was.
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Post by Proximo on May 2, 2008 6:27:06 GMT -5
"I am sorry to disappoint you, but we can not leave. Illyria belongs to Rome now, its our job to keep it secure from whatever threats may appear. Also we are here to protect Felicita, as a sister of our leader she is. Who are you any way, who speaks so bravely to a roman soldier?"Proximo asked, wondering what was her problem. It seemed as if she really hated the Roman kind, perhaps someone close to her had been killed during the short war. He did not know, but he wanted to gain her trust. The Illyrian people was a difficult kind, although with time they would understand the new way of living. They were allowed to go on as usual, thought under Roman control. Closer Proximo came and with curious eyes he watched, waiting for her to answer.
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Post by Vanora on May 2, 2008 6:37:38 GMT -5
"I am the princess of Illyria," she stated simply. "And you "little lady" is the one marrying my father," she said, crossing her arms. "You Romans are pathetic. You think that since you have big stone buildings and shiniy swords, that you are bigger, and better, almost God-like, but you aren't/ You are a man, and you and all the others have caused plenty of grief for me and my people," she told and she threw another rock down the river, this time, however, it went further than ever before.
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Post by Proximo on May 4, 2008 11:33:02 GMT -5
"Do not blame me for the actions my people have done, princess. I am only doing as commanded, nothing more. If you think I am like them then believe so, however I am different. I care, about the lady I am to protect, about the people, about my enemy."Proximo answered with a serious look, he was a Roman but were not cruel. Everywhere he had been outside Rome believed they were a bad people, even those who had not done anything wrong. He could understand why she was upset, specially as a princess of Illyria she was. The daughter of Kai, their king. Hopefully with time she would understand that not everyone were bad, even most of them was.
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Post by Vanora on May 4, 2008 20:23:37 GMT -5
"Lies," she said under her breath but she did not look up at him, shere merely leaned back and closed her eyes, letting out a long and slow sigh. She wanted her home back, she didn't want to be a part of Rome, she wanted to be free yet now, so much was to change, she wasn't ready for it-any of it.
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Post by Proximo on May 5, 2008 8:06:00 GMT -5
When the princess spoke and believed what he said were untrue, he could not help but sigh in frustration. He wished her to understand that not all Romans were bad, at least he was not. "Why do you believe all Romans are bad, without knowing them?"He asked, curious to know why she thought so. Her land was of course taken by force, although all did not end in a bloodshed. With words it was settled and ever since the Illyrian land became a part of the Roman Republic, not much had changed since it happened but few things was different. Every decision the province leader made, had to be decided in the senate before anything else could be done. From Rome itself, everything was controlled.
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Post by Vanora on May 5, 2008 15:09:16 GMT -5
"You fight for your country no? So that means if they tell you to kill me, you would do so wihtout a thought because your country said so. Romans are weak. They take orders from a group of men who sit in their precious hall and get bored and decide they want kill people to gain land. We have left you alone and yet you force your country and your rule upon my people," she growled and then he felt a sting on his face, a cut on his left cheek from a dart he never saw. "You men are pathetic, you can't even think for yourself, no. Your precious government tells you what they want to hear and you soak it up like a sponge. Did you ever think that perhaps you killed someones son or father, uncle or friend just to have control of this little land instead of seeking a better diplomatic decision? No, you only discover this after killing our men." She growled, a burning hate for his kind filling her heart.
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Post by Proximo on May 5, 2008 15:39:15 GMT -5
With a serious look Proximo watched as the princess of Illyria spoke, what she believed was something he did not like. It seemed that wherever he went outside Roman land, the people disliked what they did. Even no much harm was caused to any of them, except those who was a threat to the Roman Republic. Suddenly as he stood there proud with the armor on and the cloak hanging down from the back, a cut appeared on his face. The lady he spoke to seemed to have more secrets hidden then what his eye could see, she truly was beautiful but stubborn she seemed."Is that what you think."Proximo answered when she was finished, looking at her with kind look as well it showed he cared."I do fight for my country, although if my land orders me to kill innocent people I wont do it. When Rome and Illyria were at war, you was our enemies. However that time is over, you are all civilians and no harm is need to be caused. Even if you did turn as my enemy, I would not hurt a lady."
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Post by Vanora on May 5, 2008 15:42:31 GMT -5
"We were never your enemies, not until you came to our lands with ill intent," she growled. Then she stood up and started walking away. She felt no respect for his people, not even their woman, and she would never accept her as family. It was their d**n fault she was losing him in the first place anyways.
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Post by Kai on May 15, 2008 8:57:21 GMT -5
Kai was needed to talk to the Roman general. He headed through the city and out the gate with his household bodyguards, they galloped towards the new Roman fortifications which had sprung on the outskirts of the city. Most military units who were not on garrison or patrol duties would be stationed in barracks like this, if not larger with better positions. He rode down the edge of a field to get there and heard a commotion down in the trees to his right he looked down and saw his daughter stalking about around a Roman soldier, by the look of it a centurion. How had she got away from her escort this time? He wondered but quickly thought of the more pressing matter of the Roman centurion who was a bout to get a knife through the leg. His daughter when provoked to anger could cause allot of damage. He quickly rode down and said "Vanora, where are your escort? And what are you doing masquerading with a Roman man without a chaperone? If I wasn't so old and senile i'd be wondering what you were doing." He said all of this with a joke in mind, He well knew that Vanora could look after herself but he said it any way. He loved making fun of stereotypical fathers.
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Post by Vanora on May 27, 2008 0:09:49 GMT -5
(Now I feel bad, sorry I didn't see this Kai)
Vanora turned and looked at her father, then she sheathed her weapon. "Well I'm afriad your men are just too dimwitted to keep up with me," Vanora said with a grin to her father. Then she walked over petting his horse lightly and smiling up at him, "My dear father, i was only explaining to the roman here that he isn't wanted and should go back home," she said innocently. She knew her father would get on to her later if not now but still she did not agree with his decision. "The Roman here woke up on the wrong side of the bed, I was merely putting him in his place," she added, although this was a switch of the truth, but it wasn't beneath her, A roman was, but not twisting the truth.
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Post by Kai on May 29, 2008 10:34:24 GMT -5
Kai felt a glimmer of amusement but he knew he would have to come down hard on her for this. He had to at least look like an accepting host, even though he felt otherwise. "I hope you were not harassing our esteemed guest? He is a full centurion in the Roman Army and deserves your full attention. This man is a war veteran and an ambassador of his people, but if he is grumpy in any way you should not argue with him, dear child, you should make polite conversation and encourage him to participate in a civilized manner while he is with us. Now then Centurion Proximo, would you like anything or shall you show us to your fortifications?" He said all this with an underlying tone of sarcasm which he hoped his daughter picked up.
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Post by Vanora on May 29, 2008 12:39:36 GMT -5
"I can't help it if I'm a bad lier. I like to tell the truth it makes things seem more-real I guess," she said as she slipped her darts back into her pocket. This Roman occupation could not last. Their people and the Roman's were not meant to live together, maybe be neighbors but to immerse themselves into her lands did not sit well with most people in the area. She'd rather die killing the Roman's than to wait for them to take over, throw out her house and more than likely, marry her off to some Roman bastard.
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