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'''Behavior: '''Sophie is a woman of fancy words and educated demeanor. She would have everyone believe she knows everything, and understands all that is said. | '''Behavior: '''Sophie is a woman of fancy words and educated demeanor. She would have everyone believe she knows everything, and understands all that is said. | ||
| − | '''History: ''' | + | '''History: '''Sophie was a plain, French woman who visited Egypt with her husband while Napoleon the 3rd was still ruling France. Unremarkable, she was wed because of the money of her father, and his noble husband, after two sons, spent most of his time trying to forget he was married to that. Of course, as she was his wife, she had nothing to say, save that she had to honor him, and all the crap she was served at her wedding. |
Deep inside, she always thought (or did she wanted it to be true?) that she was meant to do something great, and somehow lied to herself when she thought her husband would help her publish the novel she was writing. In Egypt, then, her husband met an English gentleman who seemed to be quite familiar with the Egyptian's way. Soon, the two men prepared expeditions, ignoring Sophie. | Deep inside, she always thought (or did she wanted it to be true?) that she was meant to do something great, and somehow lied to herself when she thought her husband would help her publish the novel she was writing. In Egypt, then, her husband met an English gentleman who seemed to be quite familiar with the Egyptian's way. Soon, the two men prepared expeditions, ignoring Sophie. | ||
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Or so she thought. One night, as her husband was still away, Sir Rogers came to her. Sophie was soon charmed by the gentleman's way, and her romantic mind was giving her ideas she never thought she would (or should) have. Despite her desire, she nobly asked Sir Rogers to let her alone, for she could not be unfaithful to her husband. Sir Rogers' answer was quite surprising, as he described her the brothel where her husband was enjoying himself with two gorgeous creatures... | Or so she thought. One night, as her husband was still away, Sir Rogers came to her. Sophie was soon charmed by the gentleman's way, and her romantic mind was giving her ideas she never thought she would (or should) have. Despite her desire, she nobly asked Sir Rogers to let her alone, for she could not be unfaithful to her husband. Sir Rogers' answer was quite surprising, as he described her the brothel where her husband was enjoying himself with two gorgeous creatures... | ||
| − | It took some time (and evidence) to convince her, and as much time to lead her into Sir Rogers' arms. Back in France, her faith in everything was shaken. Her faith in her husband was betrayed in the arms of Egyptian whores, and her faith in church was betrayed when the priest told her she should forget, as everyone could | + | It took some time (and evidence) to convince her, and as much time to lead her into Sir Rogers' arms. Back in France, her faith in everything was shaken. Her faith in her husband was betrayed in the arms of Egyptian whores, and her faith in church was betrayed when the priest told her she should forget, as everyone could make mistakes (he even told her to stop writing her novel, as such things were unfit for a woman). Even her children clearly sided with her husband. She was alone, and bitter... |
| − | Once again, it was Sir Rogers who relieved her. He had discovered, in | + | Once again, it was Sir Rogers who relieved her. He had discovered, in Paris, a cult of believers in Set, an Egyptian God. Just for the fun of it, she accepted joining him one night to see these Rituals. The experience was such she never forgot it: Here, in the middle of black and white robed men and women, she fell in adoration in front of the golden statue of Set. In the end, she was approached by the Priest of Set, who asked her why she had come. Troubled, she answered she had come out of bitterness. The priest smiled and dismissed her. She followed him, telling of her experience, her illumination, of how she wanted to become a nun of Set, of how she wanted to serve the Dark God. |
The priest turned, mildly intrigued. She would have sworn that for less than a second, she had seen vertical slits instead of pupils. Sir Rogers told the priest he backed her in her claim. So the priest described how her husband has pillaged the ruins of a Temple of Set. He had sold almost everything, but he would have kept the Black Dagger, and obsidian blade belonging to the Cult. She was to take back to the priest this blade. | The priest turned, mildly intrigued. She would have sworn that for less than a second, she had seen vertical slits instead of pupils. Sir Rogers told the priest he backed her in her claim. So the priest described how her husband has pillaged the ruins of a Temple of Set. He had sold almost everything, but he would have kept the Black Dagger, and obsidian blade belonging to the Cult. She was to take back to the priest this blade. | ||
| − | The priest had told the truth: The | + | The priest had told the truth: The blade was there. She didn't know how, but it was there, in the same room her husband slept. What she hadn't foreseen was that her husband would come home this night. Surprised she saw even as she hid herself, that her husband was with another woman. Something snapped then, even as she held the dagger. She felt betrayed, and silently approached the couple. Her husband was surprised to have his head moved back as the dagger bit deeply in his throat. He fell on his back as the woman started to scream, but Sophie, suddenly remembering how Osiris had betrayed his brother, how Nephtys had betrayed her husband, how Ra has betrayed his own Grand Grand Son, felt the kind of kinship that could be nothing else but a dark twisted love. She killed the woman, and went to the chambers of her sons. Already armed, they fired in defense, wounding their mother, who fell to her knees... |
Her last words' meaning were lost to them, as she dedicated her vengeance and sacrifice to Set, just before stabbing herself in the heart with the dagger. | Her last words' meaning were lost to them, as she dedicated her vengeance and sacrifice to Set, just before stabbing herself in the heart with the dagger. | ||
Latest revision as of 18:38, 7 December 2016
Sobriquet: Sophie
Appearance: Sophie is a plain woman of dark brown hair and eyes, plain of face. She works hard to dress it up, and be more than what nature has given her.
Behavior: Sophie is a woman of fancy words and educated demeanor. She would have everyone believe she knows everything, and understands all that is said.
History: Sophie was a plain, French woman who visited Egypt with her husband while Napoleon the 3rd was still ruling France. Unremarkable, she was wed because of the money of her father, and his noble husband, after two sons, spent most of his time trying to forget he was married to that. Of course, as she was his wife, she had nothing to say, save that she had to honor him, and all the crap she was served at her wedding.
Deep inside, she always thought (or did she wanted it to be true?) that she was meant to do something great, and somehow lied to herself when she thought her husband would help her publish the novel she was writing. In Egypt, then, her husband met an English gentleman who seemed to be quite familiar with the Egyptian's way. Soon, the two men prepared expeditions, ignoring Sophie.
Or so she thought. One night, as her husband was still away, Sir Rogers came to her. Sophie was soon charmed by the gentleman's way, and her romantic mind was giving her ideas she never thought she would (or should) have. Despite her desire, she nobly asked Sir Rogers to let her alone, for she could not be unfaithful to her husband. Sir Rogers' answer was quite surprising, as he described her the brothel where her husband was enjoying himself with two gorgeous creatures...
It took some time (and evidence) to convince her, and as much time to lead her into Sir Rogers' arms. Back in France, her faith in everything was shaken. Her faith in her husband was betrayed in the arms of Egyptian whores, and her faith in church was betrayed when the priest told her she should forget, as everyone could make mistakes (he even told her to stop writing her novel, as such things were unfit for a woman). Even her children clearly sided with her husband. She was alone, and bitter...
Once again, it was Sir Rogers who relieved her. He had discovered, in Paris, a cult of believers in Set, an Egyptian God. Just for the fun of it, she accepted joining him one night to see these Rituals. The experience was such she never forgot it: Here, in the middle of black and white robed men and women, she fell in adoration in front of the golden statue of Set. In the end, she was approached by the Priest of Set, who asked her why she had come. Troubled, she answered she had come out of bitterness. The priest smiled and dismissed her. She followed him, telling of her experience, her illumination, of how she wanted to become a nun of Set, of how she wanted to serve the Dark God.
The priest turned, mildly intrigued. She would have sworn that for less than a second, she had seen vertical slits instead of pupils. Sir Rogers told the priest he backed her in her claim. So the priest described how her husband has pillaged the ruins of a Temple of Set. He had sold almost everything, but he would have kept the Black Dagger, and obsidian blade belonging to the Cult. She was to take back to the priest this blade.
The priest had told the truth: The blade was there. She didn't know how, but it was there, in the same room her husband slept. What she hadn't foreseen was that her husband would come home this night. Surprised she saw even as she hid herself, that her husband was with another woman. Something snapped then, even as she held the dagger. She felt betrayed, and silently approached the couple. Her husband was surprised to have his head moved back as the dagger bit deeply in his throat. He fell on his back as the woman started to scream, but Sophie, suddenly remembering how Osiris had betrayed his brother, how Nephtys had betrayed her husband, how Ra has betrayed his own Grand Grand Son, felt the kind of kinship that could be nothing else but a dark twisted love. She killed the woman, and went to the chambers of her sons. Already armed, they fired in defense, wounding their mother, who fell to her knees...
Her last words' meaning were lost to them, as she dedicated her vengeance and sacrifice to Set, just before stabbing herself in the heart with the dagger.
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