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LYDIA CABOT
 Posted: Nov 18 2017, 01:43 PM
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Thrust into the position as the public woodswitch at 14, Lydia had to rise to the challenge of running the Cabot coven. Since the war, she's begun changing some of the fundamentals of the Cabot ways, but she believes it's for the best. She learned rapidly that she needs to stick with every decision she makes, even if it's wrong, if she's going to command the respect of the other Cabots in these trying times.
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There were responsibilities that came along with being the woodswitch. People to help, questions to answer, a coven to run. She had to make money somehow to help the less fortunate, both within and without the coven. She needed to carefully erase memories when people discovered that she was the one behind the black lace veil. She had to ensure that enough of the word got out that there were those who could seek her out and find her for help, but she also had to make sure that there weren't too many concrete details should someone seek revenge or the law come to look for her. All in all, it was exhausting, and even though she had been the woodswitch since she was fourteen, and she had been in training since before that, she still always felt as though she could be doing something differently to make it easier on herself.

Her coven, though she was the leader, was not terribly fond of changes. The fits that had been pitched when she had allowed the sons of Cabot women into the coven had been extraordinary. She had nearly split the coven into two over the decision, but thankfully the others had relented, though they still only had one male member, Evan Lowell and his familiar Cedric. That too had been a fiasco in itself. Familiars had been expressly forbidden by the Cabot coven for centuries, believing that it was secretive magic like that that would lead to the downfall of the coven, that familiars were too easy to trace, that the magic used to create the bond was forever lost...that the woodswitch did not need a being out in the world that was susceptible to being hurt because of them. They had flung so many reasons at her hoping one would stick, and she had had to placate them. No one would have to take a familiar should they not want to, mothers could decide for their children until their child came of skill to do the ceremony on their own, and she had had to promise she would never take one, nor would any of her successors.

It wasn't as though she had ever thought of taking one anyways, and that was something that could be negotiated by future generations if her successors wanted to change those rules. The point was that the rules could be changed, and they were changing.

It was a start and for Lydia, right now, that was enough.

Walking down by the river that wound its way lazily through the capital, she slowly strolled by the shop windows, looking at the wares within. It was the longer way home, but it was calm and quiet, especially at this early hour of the day. Nothing was quite open yet and the newly risen sun was shimmering on the water like diamonds. The smell of bread baking wafted through the air, tempting her to bring some back with her, but that would mean leaving the Valencian shopping district, and she wanted to stay a while longer away from the parts of the city that were already awake and busy.

With so much of her life wrapped up in helping others and taking care of others, it was necessary for her to have these moments just for her own satisfaction and with no responsibilities hanging in the balance. She had spent the entirety of the previous night working a potion that could only be brewed under the light of the Wolf Moon for the mother of an extremely ill child who had come to her for help. Well the mother had come to the woodswitch. While she was the woodswitch, it was true, what Nessalyn had taught her all of those years ago, the woodswitch was a person in her own right, a person separate from herself. Lydia was the current woodswitch, but the woodswitch was never Lydia.

She frowned every time she thought of the distinction, almost like a reflex. There were things she had done as the woodswitch that she found morally reprehensible, and yet in the moment she had done them without thinking. She had cursed objects and people, doing whatever was asked of her without looking for proof or reasons or even asking any questions. She took the money and she gave the magic. It didn't even feel like it was her magic sometimes. It was as though the woodswitch was a being of its own accord that lived in the cabin and it simply needed a vessel to work through.

Of course that was nonsense...when she had told Nessalyn of how she was feeling the older witch had told her as much. Still, with Nessalyn's disappearance, and the time she had spent as the woodswitch on her own with no guidance and especially when she was younger, she couldn't shake the feeling that it was more than just the title and the role in her coven.


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CHEVALIER COLE KENHELM
 Posted: Nov 20 2017, 10:43 AM
29
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Roux
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Cole is Prince Baldric's royal guard though he also works for Queen Augustine as a spy. He's in love with Baldric and has no idea how to let it go and move on.
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Magic could be so tedious sometimes. He preferred a straight fight to the sneaking and the cheating of magic yet he used it in his everyday life like a proper hypocrite. Yet how tumultuous and unreliable it was. He'd had the monocle for many years now using it for this mission or that. Though it could get a bit foggy at times it usually worked to the degree he needed it to work. Not today though. Today the blasted charmed object had decided to shut down altogether without any explanation. He'd taken it to the experts in Ambrose and they seemed stumped by the object's sudden magical fit. The only solution they offered him was to give it a break and hope it came back on its own.

That just was not good enough for Cole. He had work to do and though he may not foreseeably needed the monocle having a broken tool with him all day was going to bother him. So he'd taken to the streets of Roux on his break trying to find a solution. There were more than enough magical shops around. surely some witch somewhere would know how to restart the thing. Most shops weren't open yet seeing as how any normal person would be eating breakfast right about now. Plopping himself down in front of the first witchy storefront he could find he lit a cigarette to calm his nerves.

It was a disgusting habit, he was well aware, but the season was cold and getting colder still. The smoke warmed him and also helped him keep calm. He assumed it was something about the breathing of it, deep and long, but most likely there was something in the smoke to help ease his troubled mind. Cole was not going to question it. He had no one to answer to as long as Badric did not catch him. Taking out the monocle he examined it. There was no crack or scratch on it. He had read somewhere damaged magical items tended to be more faulty yet the glasswear seemed perfectly fine to him.

Holding it up to his eye to see if anything could be seen he was surprised when very clearly he could see a dark haired woman through it. He moved the monocle from side to side watching it darken as he got farther away from the woman and clear up when he put her back in focus. He did not understand it but this was his first clue in days and gods be damned he was going to follow it. Jumping to his feet he made his way over to the woman. Clearing his throat he caught her attention, "Excuse me, miss, but could I trouble you for a moment of your time? I don't mean to alarm you in any way but I think you might be the only person that could help me with this." Handing over the monocle he watched her curiously. Why had the monocle taken a liking to her? When he'd pointed it at her it acted like any normal eyewear. Usually the monocle revealed something about the person it focused on. He hoped this would be a quick and cheap fix or else he'd be late to his shift.

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LYDIA CABOT
 Posted: Jan 7 2018, 06:54 PM
29
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ROUX
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Thrust into the position as the public woodswitch at 14, Lydia had to rise to the challenge of running the Cabot coven. Since the war, she's begun changing some of the fundamentals of the Cabot ways, but she believes it's for the best. She learned rapidly that she needs to stick with every decision she makes, even if it's wrong, if she's going to command the respect of the other Cabots in these trying times.
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Lydia couldn't help but to tilt her head in curiosity at the man who approached her on the silent streets. Why would he assume such a thing was alarming? Perhaps it was to others? For Lydia having a stranger ask for help was the most natural thing in the world, though it did feel a bit odd without being in the cabin and wearing her veil. She took the object proffered to her without hesitation, turning it over carefully with her gloved hands.

It looked like common eye wear, a circle of glass framed in aluminum, like hundreds of others in the city purchased by those who couldn't afford a frame of more expensive metals. The glass seemed like ordinary glass. The frame wasn't ornate. The chain was short, but it wasn't as though that was strange. The length of the chain depended on the pocket in which one kept the thing. It wasn't until she held it up to look through it that her forehead wrinkled in her confusion.

"I don't understand." She said, turning her gaze to the man who had handed her the object. "I'm uncertain of how I can help you with this. Unless this is some sort of antiquity..." Lydia had put emphasis on the word 'antiquity', pronouncing each syllable deliberately. In the days when they had had to hide even more of their community, it was the subtle difference between antique and antiquity shops that provided a clue as to the nature of the owners and items within. While Roux may have been more open to magic than Samavia, it was still not best to advertise connections to it and old habits died hard.


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CHEVALIER COLE KENHELM
 Posted: Jan 23 2018, 02:52 PM
29
years old
Roux
guard and spy
moral
meticulous
about
Cole is Prince Baldric's royal guard though he also works for Queen Augustine as a spy. He's in love with Baldric and has no idea how to let it go and move on.
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He was also unsure of how she could help him with it or of how to explain the problem in the first place. Taking the monocle back in his hands he figured showing her would be the best bet, "it's charmed, you see, to let the wearer see through solid matter." He moved slightly behind her so they could both see through the monocle, "you see how its dark and shows nothing? Well, when I pointed it at you it cleared." He blushed slightly noticing how weird it all sounded. He thought about explaining that he had just been pointing it at the marketplace and not her in particular when he discovered the effect she had on the object but bit his tongue. Sometimes it was best to accept that he sounded like an idiot on most days.

Facing her again he held the monocle over her hand and instantly it cleared to show the details of it, "see? It seems to only have eyes for you at the moment." He had to admit as annoying as the monocle was being it had good taste. She was a particularly beautiful woman. Hw wondered if someone had messed with the charmed object to make him have a conversation with a pretty person. The people he knew weren't [i]above[i/] such shenanigans. If so they were probably about having a laugh at his current predicament. He looked about as carefully as he could but he did not notice anything or anyone out of sort.

"I'm Cole by the way," he said, extending a hand to her, "and I can understand if you are too busy to help me. I have, after all, rather accosted you in the marketplace. I hadn't seen it react to anyone till now though so I thought it was worth asking." He hoped she wasn't offended by him. He wasn't all too sure if the tables were turned if he would believe the story he was weaving. He hoped she would see he was being sincere.

Still, the more he spoke the more he realized it sounded like a pick up ploy.

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LYDIA CABOT
 Posted: Apr 8 2018, 08:55 PM
29
years old
ROUX
coven leader
strong
innovative
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Thrust into the position as the public woodswitch at 14, Lydia had to rise to the challenge of running the Cabot coven. Since the war, she's begun changing some of the fundamentals of the Cabot ways, but she believes it's for the best. She learned rapidly that she needs to stick with every decision she makes, even if it's wrong, if she's going to command the respect of the other Cabots in these trying times.
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Lydia didn’t care for how the man so casually referred to magic. He must not have been magic himself, only humans were so casual when it came to magical items. Perhaps it was because for them it was only a fine, maybe the item would be confiscated, most likely neither would happen as such items were novelties. For actual magic users, though no longer actively persecuted by the law, there was still plenty of prejudice among people, both magic users and not. Perhaps it was overly cautious of her, but Lydia would rather be careful than sorry she had trusted the wrong person.

She watched carefully as the man tried to demonstrate the powers of the monocle, surprised when it turned dark only to clear when it was moved over her. She bit her lip, unsure of what she should say to him. Perhaps this was a trap. Sarah would ridicule her for the thought, Sarah trusted too easily. Lydia sighed, the conflicting voices in her head were beginning to give her a headache. Help, don’t help. Trust, don’t trust. She couldn’t stand there silent much longer, a decision had to be made.

“Lydia.” She answered, not offering a last name as the man hadn’t offered his. Not that she would have given him the name Cabot. Only Sarah gave the name Cabot freely. Lydia always gave the name Chase. Nessalyn had given the name Carraway. “Come with me, please.” She gestured to him, wanting to get off of the streets. The capital was waking up and this was not a conversation she wanted to have in front of the eyes of passing strangers.

She led him to the shop owned under the name Carraway, a few blocks away from the bustling shopping district. She only sold stationary, there was a small front room with the different papers and bottles of ink, not much but it was quiet. She stepped around the counter, gesturing for him to place the monocle on the counter. “So it’s supposed to see through walls and such?” Lydia put a few bottles of ink into a wooden box and snapped it shut, placing it to the side for later use. It would do well to have a test to see if it began to work again.

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CHEVALIER COLE KENHELM
 Posted: May 16 2018, 09:45 AM
29
years old
Roux
guard and spy
moral
meticulous
about
Cole is Prince Baldric's royal guard though he also works for Queen Augustine as a spy. He's in love with Baldric and has no idea how to let it go and move on.
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He followed Lydia closely hoping she would not make a run for it with his monocle. It would not be the first time someone had tried to steal it from him. The device was rather useful after all, especially in the spy business. Though recruited early in life, Cole still liked to think of himself more as a knight and a royal guard than a spy. They were jobs he enjoyed more and took more pride in. He'd best not lose the monocle though or else he was sure he'd never hear the end of it from the Queen.

"yes, ma'am," he said as he did as told and placed the monocle on the counter. The little shop was quite nice. it was actually a good thing he had stopped by he was running low on stationery. With all the progress reports he'd had to make to Queen Augustine as of late, it was a miracle his hand had not cramped. Prince Baldric was suddenly active in life again though he seemed interested in very unseemly things. His easy friendship with the Mad King of Samavia certainly left a bad taste in Cole's mouth but there was not much he could do about it.

His worries for the prince always showed on the deep frown on his forehead, and this time it was no different. He did not like to be away from Baldric for too long. What if he needed him? Cole hated the idea of not being there when Baldric needed him, "I wish I could tell you more but I only noticed the problem with it a few days ago. I honestly wasn't sure where to even go to fix it."

He wasn't sure why he was worrying so much. Baldric probably hadn't even risen out of bed yet.

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LYDIA CABOT
 Posted: May 16 2018, 09:58 PM
29
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Thrust into the position as the public woodswitch at 14, Lydia had to rise to the challenge of running the Cabot coven. Since the war, she's begun changing some of the fundamentals of the Cabot ways, but she believes it's for the best. She learned rapidly that she needs to stick with every decision she makes, even if it's wrong, if she's going to command the respect of the other Cabots in these trying times.
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While Lydia wasn’t certain of how to repair the monocle, that didn’t mean she didn’t have a few ideas of what she could try. Chewing on her lower lip, she debated taking out her wand. Roux was more progressive when it came to the rights of supernaturals, but doing magic in front of the wrong person was still a dangerous risk to take. Lydia was certain she could stun him and erase his memory of her before he could get to the door if he was the wrong kind of person, the only issue being if anyone had noticed him with her. Still, he had a magical object, so he mustn’t object to magic being used to fix it, yes?

Lydia slipped her wand out of the specialized pocket she had made in her sleeve for it, ruminating on what she wanted to test first. It would be easiest to check to see if some other magic was blocking it, but she didn’t think that that was the case. It shouldn’t have worked at all if someone had hexed it. She hated using magic unnecessarily, no matter how easy it was to do so. Magic was a serious force, Lydia didn’t believe in treating it carelessly.

A more likely reason for a magical object to act up was something stopping up the objects flow of magic. The monocle seemed clean and well taken care of though. Perhaps...no, that would be too simple. She’d need to ask a few questions to be certain. Surely the man knew that magical objects couldn’t remain magic indefinitely, not without help. They needed to be cared for in a way that recharged their magic. You needed to give back, not just take.

“How do you typically care for the monocle?” Lydia asked, head tilted. “What do you do after you’re finished using it to look through something?”

She had once again picked up the monocle, this time by the chain, letting it dangle and turn on the end of the chain. It was still dark, so it wasn’t catching the light as it should have, but there was the occasional flash of light across the surface, so quick that if she blinked she’d miss it. If she was right, she could only fix it temporarily with her own magic. He’d have to do the bulk of the work to get the monocle back to working order and to keep it that way.

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CHEVALIER COLE KENHELM
 Posted: May 22 2018, 08:36 AM
29
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Roux
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about
Cole is Prince Baldric's royal guard though he also works for Queen Augustine as a spy. He's in love with Baldric and has no idea how to let it go and move on.
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He watched as she took her wand out and seemed to be contemplating what to do with it. He was only slightly apprehensive. Cole couldn't help but be more hopeful that she would fix it than think that she was getting ready to wipe his memories now that she had him isolated to take the monocle. Maybe if it was working he would be more on edge to be alone with a supernatural but the thing was broken so it really wouldn't be worth stealing.

He blinked a few times at her question. He did not really do anything after he was through using the item. He would just pocket it securely and move on with his task. He wondered now if there had been some instruction that the Crown had forgotten to give him on the care of the tool. They weren't often so careless but he was not exactly a priority spy these days. His one job was to keep an eye on a relatively drama-free prince and report on his feelings. He was more a nanny than a spy these days.

Running a hand through his dark hair he said sheepishly, "I have a feeling that doing nothing, in particular, is the wrong answer. I was never told I had to do anything with it in terms of care. Did I break it?" He felt so stupid. Of course, something like this would require some type of upkeep. The Crown probably did not tell him because they must have thought it obvious. He had just been too thick to figure it out on his own.

"is it fixable? It's very important that I return this in the best condition I can." The last thing he needed was to get in trouble with the queen over something like this. His fellow spies would never let him live it down. He supposed he endured worse but he was awfully stressed lately. Any little thing felt ten times as heavy as he worried over Baldric. Cole just needed a damn break.

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LYDIA CABOT
 Posted: May 22 2018, 07:31 PM
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Thrust into the position as the public woodswitch at 14, Lydia had to rise to the challenge of running the Cabot coven. Since the war, she's begun changing some of the fundamentals of the Cabot ways, but she believes it's for the best. She learned rapidly that she needs to stick with every decision she makes, even if it's wrong, if she's going to command the respect of the other Cabots in these trying times.
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Lydia nodded and smiled softly when he confessed to doing nothing to care for the monocle. Humans never seemed to know what to do with magical objects beyond simply using them. If humans weren’t so destructive, it might have been cute. Almost like a baby trying to figure out the world around them. Only humans weren’t innocent children, they were more than capable of using magical objects to destroy those who had created them.

“You didn’t break it.” She said softly. “It can be fixed, but you’re going to have to do a fair deal of work to get it back to how you expect it to work. I can only fix it temporarily.”

She turned around to face the wall of drawers behind her. They weren’t labelled in any way that a customer might be able to read, but Lydia didn’t need labels to know what each drawer contained. She had to stand on her toes to reach around inside of the one she wanted, pulling out a flaky metallic sheet.

“Mica.” Lydia explained before sliding the monocle over the top of the mica. The flash of light was there for a little more than a second, the monocle growing clear, but still a bit foggy. “You could also use tin.”

Placing the monocle on the mica she turned back to the drawers, reaching for a second sheet to put on top of it. After doing so, she dug around in a drawer under the counter for a square of black velvet, which she then wrapped around the sandwiched monocle. She laid her hands on the top of the package, eyes closed for a moment while she murmured a short incantation under her breath. It would take a few moments for the monocle to absorb a decent magical charge, she should probably take advantage of that time to explain to Mr. Cole how to properly take care of the monocle.

“It will just be a few minutes.” Lydia gestured to the black velvet. “Most humans don’t know that magical objects need special care, but if you want to keep this one working, you should be cleaning the glass with black velvet and storing it between sheets of mica or tin every night for perhaps a month, and then you should only have to do so after you use it. The more you store it, the more magic will build up and you won’t have to store it like that as much.”

She paused, waiting for Cole to indicate that he understood what she was telling him. Lydia hadn’t told him the why behind her instructions, but so long as he followed her instructions than it wasn’t truly necessary for him to know the why.

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CHEVALIER COLE KENHELM
 Posted: May 23 2018, 09:40 AM
29
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Roux
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moral
meticulous
about
Cole is Prince Baldric's royal guard though he also works for Queen Augustine as a spy. He's in love with Baldric and has no idea how to let it go and move on.
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"Mica," he repeated the word unconsciously, looking very seriously at every step she was making. He did not want to forget a bit of what he was supposed to do to fix it. It all seemed rather simple at first but he really had no clue about the complexities of the steps he was taking. Hence he mimicked what she did down to with which hand to hold which item. He had a million questions as to how long to store it, if there was a chance that if he left it stored all day it would somehow overload, if this bit of magic had any consequences he should know about.

He was temporarily stunned and amazed at what a few words could do for the item. In just a month he would have it working back to normal? That seemed like an awfully quick and easy fix to him, "that's brilliant, thank you so much, Miss Lydia. You have done the cr- you have done me a great service. How much do I owe you for the work?" He mentally slapped himself for the slip of the tongue. He supposed he could have written it off as an item used to protect the prince as was his proper job but mentioning the crown would have been stupid anyway.

Taking out his pouch of coins he realized there was not much in there. He did not often buy much, only the bare necessities to get by. Occasionally he would be entranced by a fresh pair of boots or a pretty gift to get for Baldric but lately, the prince was off galavanting with all sorts. Cole couldn't even remember the last time he'd gotten him something. Looking around the store, he spotted a pretty stationery set with lovely looping corners. Grabbing it and setting it next to the monocle he smiled at the woman before him, "and this please, if you don't mind."

"Also," he added, standing up a bit straighter to bow his head to her, "if you ever are in need of a knight, I am Cole Kenhelm and am at your service. I reside in Valencia castle. All you have to do is ask the guards and they will fetch me." They probably would put up a bit of a fight since Cole rarely got visitors but eventually, they would take him to her.

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