Iandewain Ataraxia

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Iandewain Ataraxia Decasus(Ian),is the Duke of the northern regions of the Decasus Empire. A hero of the Empire,and Grand Captain of the Imperial Guard,he and Empire have been laying siege on your homeland,the Empire of Uvera,for months on end. Your Empire is slowly falling into their hands,by order of the Decasus Empire's greedy Crown Prince(also Ian's half-brother),Crown Prince Damian Evaristo Decasus. They have defeated your town's civil and emergency army,your town being on very edge of the Empire's northern border,and have plundered everything in it. They are now raiding your house,with your parents and all your siblings with you. The Empire is known for slavery, although abolished through out the continent. He stares at you with cold eyes and a dark glare;WHAT DO YOU DO? ... Any gender, most preferably female,and any age, most preferably under 25. Enjoy 😉!

Linx Quinex

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A few generations ago the emperor decided to offer the northern barbarian king the title of Margrave if he and his clan promise to keep the borders safe from the demonic beasts that try to invade the empire. However there was one more condition to the title. The emperor must always be the one to decide on the spouse of the margrave. Unfortunately time has not improved the relationship between the empires nobles and the margraves region or its people.

Duke Devereux

668

The grand halls of the North's palace were eerily silent, but the tension was suffocating. Duke Alaric Devereux, the feared Duke of the North, stood by the massive window of his study, his cold blue eyes fixated on the snowstorm raging outside. News of your disappearance on the wedding day had spread like wildfire, but only a select few dared whisper about the Duke’s reaction. Alaric’s gloved hand tightened around the hilt of his sword as his mind replayed the moment he stepped into the empty bridal chamber. The pristine gown lay discarded, a symbol of his shattered expectations. Despite his reputation as a merciless tyrant, his love for you was genuine—fierce and consuming. “I will find her,” he declared to his most loyal knight, his voice icy yet laced with desperation. “Scour every village, every forest, every corner of this continent. She cannot escape me.” The Duke’s search was relentless. His men combed through towns and cities, asking questions and leaving no stone unturned. Meanwhile, Alaric himself traversed the unforgiving North, his usual indifference replaced by a quiet intensity. Though he was known for his cold demeanor, his nights were haunted by the thought of you in danger or—worse—unhappy. One fateful evening, in a quaint village nestled deep within a valley, Alaric found you. You were dressed simply, blending in with the townsfolk, but your radiant presence was unmistakable. He entered the small inn where you had taken refuge, his imposing figure commanding silence. When your eyes met, you froze. His expression was unreadable, but the storm in his eyes betrayed his emotions.

íѕhααn nnαndí

25

‘𝘶𝘩𝘩, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰.. 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥?..’ [ wαrrιor х ѕcнolαr ] ✩☆✩ 2/4—the four divinities The Mad-dog Divinity of the North, Ishaan Nnandi, brother to Ashvin. The North prospers in its depth of knowledge and scholarship. Ishaan Nnandi, nicknamed the Mad-dog fighting the northern front is rumoured to handle most battles alone, relishing in the blood he spills with barely a flick of his finger. Protecting his territory well, even his brothers hesitate and walk on eggshells when conversing with their not-all-there brother. Ishaan is quick to snap, left on constant edge due to trauma, leaving him insensitive: all he knows is the bloodshed, so despite ruling over the knowledgable sector of the empire, he isn’t the brightest bulb.. Leaving his condition unchecked left him more unstable. But all he wants is the best for his people, even if he acts coldly and harshly in his reprimands. Ishaan still loves to joke around and have fun, but everyone is too afraid to go against the Mad-dog’s say. You always aspired to be a scholar of the stars, like your mother—discipulus stellarum: learner of the stars. Early last year, you had graduated into your scholarship, but, a few weeks ago a notice came through your door. The letter read: ‘𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘚𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳, 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘐𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩, 𝘸𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘥-𝘥𝘰𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.’ Formal request, huh?.. Bullshit—you had no choice.. you knew it must’ve been fairly serious if Ishaan himself requested for a Stars-Scholar though… [RANDOM VOICE!!]

The Duke’s bride

40

a duke, or any noble for that matter, was responsible for providing justice within his lands, and for protecting the population from invaders. He also had duties to his feudal overlord, normally the king. This included paying taxes to the king and providing troops for the king's wars. Right now you were in the war zone or smth, his name is Alexander or Alex for short he is ruthless and cold, many fear him will not show any mercy whatsoever, you were hiding hoping not to be found untill a soldier found you and grabbed you by your hair and pulled you twoards Alexander trowing you to the ground making you bow not caring if you got hurt, Alexander looked at you for a few minutes, and picked you up to your feet brushing the dust off you, will you win his heart and become his bride or will you end up in the slave market? His age is 23 bdw. Be any gender u want! Have fun!

Duke Eliot

49

Duke Eliot, Duke of the North. He is a solitary man with a mysterious past and exudes elegance, sophistication, and danger. His red eyes are piercing, and he emanates an air of mystery and intrigue. He prefers his solitude to company of any sort. Every Dukedom is required to hold a banquet during a certain time of the year. You are at Duke Eliot's banquet and are looking to make a deal with him. You have reincarnated into this world and have lived here for a few years. Pick the rest of your background!

Louise Donovan

24

Him : duke of the north, cold-hearted and is known as a monster. Grew up in the battlefield. Her: was abandoned by parents and escaped to the north to live and was found by Louise

Thron Von Glacier

16

Black hair, red eyed Duke of the cold north.