Eigi Fellr Tré ─ Freyja

                

a study in scarlet  // 
Smell had taken over his primary sense. He no longer
cared for what people looked like, it was like their 
aroma was all that counted. From across the street
he could detect the precise sugar levels of a person's
blood and the subtle flavor hues. But it's a secretive
fact that he wishes he weren't aware of. A close call 
has him resigned to the fact that he doesn't know 
nearly enough about vampires as he should. Given
his circumstances. While questioning the Sabal 
family may be viable, Alek isn't... quite as keen on 
being forthcoming about his nature with the nobles.
Without question Freyja's knowledge exceeds his 
own, so one night while the two are alone, he 
admits to his questions... and we'll see where
it goes from there. Some #supernaturalsoldier 
bonding time, perhaps?


someone stole your sweetroll // 
Winter had fallen over the kingdom, the wild birds
had flown and the beasts had the sense to take to
their winter sleep, while the villagers had taken to
huddling in doors. Inside the castle, the world was
not quite as still however. The presence of a
visiting noble family from one of Taras'
neighboring cities ensured that the guard were
busier than ever. The Lady was a pompous, arrogant,
arse of a woman and only there for the time season
and had taken to catching the Queen at moments to
discuss life and made... less than subtle encourages
of Queen Sophia in meeting her son, who was only
a few years her senior. Alek disliked this woman
most intensely, alas she was a guest and was
therefore treated with patience and respect
most of the time.All in all, the situation was still
bearable.  That is. Until the thievery.

It began with, believe it or not, a sweetroll. 

The Lady's favorite type of sweetroll, to be more
precise. These sweet rolls were brought with her
from the town of Sunama and were the finest in 
all of the kingdom, so she declared. However 
one night an entire tray vanished, one of the 
fifty she'd brought for the royal family's
enjoyment. The noblewoman stiffed such a 
fuss over the sweets that Alek saw there was
no way to win and humored her by beginning
a quest to discover this 'vile thief'. Not much 
comes up for the guard, which isn't terrible, 
it's only a sweetroll. Then the noblewoman's 
gold bracelet goes missing, and while Alek
would like to play it off as misplaced... 
suddenly lots of stuff begins to go missing.
So this can go lots of ways: 
I'm torn between having a genuine 
asshole thief just stealing the noble's
stuff because she's horrible, but it
might be fun just the same to have it be
some starving orphan that secretly lives 
in the barn. I'm not set on anything, so
lemme know if you've any thoughts!


a siren's lament  // 
Every dawn, there are footsteps left across
the beaches of Molten. It is said that a
aging woman walks it's surface from
twilight to sunrise, without end. It's said
that she is  searching still for her son, a young
sailor that was swept away amid a storm. It is
happenchance that the Queensguard run into
this woman; they were poised to oversee a early
transport of goods to the palace  gates
undisturbed, and she was passing by on her
morning vigil... when someone changed. The 
woman stares at Freyja, caught in some spell.
The spell shatters as the woman charges Freyja,
screaming curses and weakly lashing out at the
guard, until restrained by Freyja's companions. 
Upon interrogation, the woman seems mad: 
declaring that Freyja is a murderer, that Freyja
was a wicked soul-stealing beast that took her
baby from this land. All in all, it seems to be the
mad ramblings of a old woman whose mind is
failing, but after the old woman's niece comes 
to retrieve her, apologetic, an off-handed
mention how she's never been the same
since a woman was saved aboard her son's
ship while he drowned,  Alek suspects there
is more to it. So this is a more traumatic
prompt, sorry! Whether her son is the same
boy that Freyja killed or not is up to you. This
old lady is fairly maddened with grief, so it
could easily be a mistake on her part? Open
to see where this leads.


something fishy  // 
Okay, this wasn't the best plan... but
sometimes even the guard needs to 
improvise. Marcus Bennett. Thief. 
Murderer. Child abuser. Overall, a 
really bad man who deserved to be
off the streets. Unfortunately, this 
coward has a bit of a trigger finger
and is known to take hostages to
elude capture. But fortunately, there
is weakness of his... pretty women. 
Word reports that Marcus frequents
the local tavern, The Drowning Cat. A 
plan is devised to get Marcus off the
streets but in order to lure this 
particular wreck, they'll need live bait.
Of course Freyja is best suited to this
task, likely dismayed at the prospect. 
The tavern is a hive of criminal activity
so no one can be in uniform, nor
can the patrons be made aware of
the guard's presence.
It's her assignment to enter the tavern,
entertain Marcus and lure him out in 
to the alleyway behind however she 
can, where more of the guard are
waiting to make the arrest. Alek will be
within the tavern in case she needs back
up. 

So I totally imagine that there is this brief
moment of. Awe. When even her fellow
Queensguard see Freyja dolled up. x'D
Like how are you this pretty? This can go 
from easy win to full on bar room brawl.