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He could draw on Earth's ability to heal and regenerate plants, to thrive in harsh conditions, and that was one of the reasons he was being hunted. That and the ancient sword or two he had stolen from Anghus. Dick deserved it.


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APP Character Name: Veronica Aspen Ulric
APP Character's Age: 30
APP Character's Birthday: October 31, 1988
APP Character's Species: Werewolf
APP Character's Group: 2nd Kingdom
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APP Character's History: Looking back now, I wish things were different. I wish things were very different. I don’t blame my brother for everything that has transpired. I blame our mother. She was where this all started. She was the one that planted the seed that turned out to be this war being siblings. We’ve all picked our sides when we should be standing as one united front. But here we are. I know I can’t entirely blame our mother for all the things that have transpired, but it’s easier to blame her than my brother.

I was the first born. I was the heir. From day one I was tossed into the role, but I was also daddy’s little girl. So instead of my mother taking me under her wing, I clung to my father and learned all I could from him, absorbing this lessons like a sponge. He taught me some unconventional things for a princess, which in the long run benefited me. At first, he didn’t want me picking up a sword and training with it, but eventually he was handing me one cheering me on from the sidelines while I spared. He taught me all the other things that went with ruling though. I wanted to be hands on just like him. I didn’t want to be that Queen who sat back and let others carry things out. I wanted to be the idea person and the doer. Of course there would be limits, but I didn’t want to be clueless as to how my lands were run.

I wasn’t close to my mother and I didn’t see the little seed that was being planted in my brother’s head. I was close to him, but we weren’t that close. He was taught to be my second in command. My right hand. An advisor of sorts. He acted as such for most of my life. We grew close during this time. However when it came to my little sister, sweet Merida, she was sort of pushed off to the side. It wasn’t supposed to end up like that. That was never the intention, but that’s just how it ended up. Even though we weren’t all that close, I still looked after her like a big sister would. I kept a close eye on her when I could. I saw something in her though. Something more than just a princess who was most likely to be just married off one day. She was a fighter. She wasn’t to be kept. She was to be let free, something my brother thought the opposite of.

My father, my best friend, passed away when I was in my late teens. I was absolutely devastated. He was my mentor and my friend. He believed I would be a great Queen someday. Once he was gone though, all bets were off. I didn’t know that yet though. My mother suddenly had this change in heart about the way the kingdom had been run by my father. Her opinion about halflings was opposite of mine and we butted head more times than not. The older I got, the more and more we fought. It was two Alpha’s battling for top dog. She was my mother, but she had no business exterminating a vast majority of our kingdom. It wasn’t right. They were our people and they deserved to live and thrive like the rest of us. On my mother’s death bed, she sealed the fate of our people by signing a declaration and re-assigning the heir to the throne to my brother and tossing me aside like I didn’t matter. Troops were dispatched and my brother did as my mother would have wanted. I tried to reason with him and change his mind, but arguing with him got me nowhere. So I decided to take things into my own hands.

I needed to protect my people. The people came first. I formed a rebel group. Merida made her attempts to reason with me, but like Ajax, I was stuck. I already had my side and had made up my mind. I know she has made her attempts to reason with him and that has gotten us nowhere. Something tells me his mind was cemented into just marrying her off to keep her safe and sound from the good fight. What he doesn’t see is that she is better off being free. I’m not sure where she is now. I’m hoping it’s to do something for the good of the Kingdom. She doesn’t want Hund Wald to be plunged either. Ajax’s persists to try to bring me in so I can pay for my crimes, but I’ve eluded him for a while now. I know a huntsman is on my trail, but I’ve been able to keep him at bay for a while now. I can’t say the same for my inner circle. I’m alone now. I have a few people who want to help me, but I refuse to get more people killed now. I’ll fight until my dying day. That’s something I think I’ve made quite evident.
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Veronica Ulric

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Jun 30 2018, 03:29 PM
Veronica had told the kid time and time again to leave her be. She had told him countless times that he would put himself in grave danger if he continued to help her. She didn’t want his help. She could fend for herself out here. If he was caught helping her then it would be both their heads on the chopping block and not just her own. Everybody who helped her had been murdered. He was a good kid, a young kid. He didn’t need to put his life on the line for her. He persisted though. He brought her bundles of food, sometimes a fresh blanket. Every now and then he would bring her clothing. She never requested a thing though.

She always tried to turn him off somehow. Whether she was just outright mean or grouchy, he just ignored her and continued to bring her things. He wanted to help her and there seemed to be nothing that chance his mind. Poor kid. He had no idea what he was getting himself into.

She would make attempts to lose him. Every couple of days she moved her make shift camp, but he always found her. Maybe she didn’t do as good of a job of covering her trail as she thought she did. She didn’t think she was getting lazy. Maybe he was just that loyal though. That was what she looked for in allies, loyalty. She couldn’t afford to have any more allies though. It would be just more people who would die in her name. She didn’t need any more of those.

She could smell him first. He was alone. Good. Nobody had followed him. She never knew when he was going to come. Just that he came every now and again. Maybe it was a bit of a blessing. She was starving and hadn’t caught anything in days. A lone wolf was a dead wolf. She was as good as dead. Right now she was just grasping at straws.

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Jun 25 2018, 04:20 PM
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Veronica Ulric was once the heir to Hund Wald. She was a Princess and respected by many. However, that all changed when she was betrayed by her own mother and her brother Ajax was given the title of heir on she was on her death bed. She was tossed aside like she didn't matter. Or that's what it felt like. She had been trained all her life to be the Alpha of her pack, but she was just bumped down a peg because her views didn't line up with her mother's. As Ajax purified their Kingdom, Veronica set out to make things right and allow the lives of halflings to be spared. She's saved hundreds and thousands, but that doesn't matter because her brother has done away with many more than that. As her inner circle has been cleaned out, she runs from a huntsman on her tail. She still fights, but he's closing in and as an army of one with not many looking to lend a helping hand, she's struggling to stay afloat.

<p>platonic <i class="fa fa-angle-double-right" aria-hidden="true"></i>
Veronica used to have many friends, but with all of her closest allies being extinguished she's all alone. She doesn't accept the help of others for their sake. Especially considering she's put a hit out on the Kingdom's King, there aren't many running to offer a hand.
<p>antagonistic <i class="fa fa-angle-double-right" aria-hidden="true"></i>
Well, this list if probably as long as the perimeter of the Kingdom, but to shorten it we'll just say Ajax Ulric. As much as she loved her brother, she thinks he is destroying the Kingdom with his foolish moves. If he has to be number one on her hit list then so be it.
<p>romantic <i class="fa fa-angle-double-right" aria-hidden="true"></i>
Veronica probably hasn't had a romantic relationship in a very long time. Who can think of love when you are plotting a rebellion.
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