High Queen Moriwen
High Queen Moriwen is the epitome of High and Mighty, and more so, the very idea of Enthrallment. Wearing a long flowing white and black gown with flowing white highlights and various runes engraved in silver upon the bottom, she hides her face with a thick mesh veil, and speaks softly while in conversation. She is infact the bearer of the mark of enthrallment…but not in the way one would expect. This all traces back to Mia Lockly, brother of Danus, the current known marker of enthrallment. Four years ago to this date, Danus passed away, in the result of a freak mobbing incident that occurred. This point in time was normal, there was no high queen, no fairy system, just a normal society of fae living within this planet. The three races here still existed in their clan like forms, Beast, Wing, and Forge. The Beast clan and their violent nature was still rampant and entirely within no control at this point, as the fae had no real structure of government at this point. And within a provoking argument with a Beast clan fairy, Danus was killed, and more so brutalized as a result of rage unchecked.
Mia had every right to be devastated, her own brother, let alone twin had just been murdered, over nothing, and no one even batted an eye. “It’s in their nature” everyone said, “he shouldn’t have provoked him.” No. No..this wasn’t right. She wouldn’t accept it, she REFUSED to accept it. She hated them…she hated the entire fairy race for what they did to her brother. They were irredeemable monsters, they could not exist, not in this world…they had to disappear. But….how??? Day and Night, Night and Day, she studied everything she had available. How could she bring him back. She spent months planning, thinking, plotting, perhaps that was the start of her enthrallment as that’s when the mark began to appear on her neck, a siren…out at sea during her walks would whisper sweet secrets of necromancy in her ear. And so after nearly a year of development, bitter by the day, she finally made it. A spell that could revive her dead brother. And by a miracle it actually worked, she revived her brother…..but….now what. She did it, but what’s to say it wouldn’t happen again, what’s to happen if they ever see him. She can’t keep him locked up without explanation..no..that’s cruel. How. How could she protect him, forever.
And so..she consulted with the Engine again. Obviously the Engine did not entirely agree with this plan but, the potential to cultivate someone this…focused and enslaved with a task. A monumental opportunity. And so with the help of the engine she developed a plan, a one time time travel spell, and a step by step guide on how to enact her plan. Make them pay. Make them suffer. Show them everything you felt, for all eternity. And so she went back, and thus created this great event, at the apex beginning of fairy kind, a calamity brought down from the heavens carrying the High Queen. And rules. At 16 you are immediately taken into consideration for the prophecy. Which she created at the advice of the siren, who understood that people would come seeking her eventually. On top of this, magic will be regulated and taught in a way that made for good manners. Each day would be the same, the same day he died, the weather, the clouds, the very air, each day. Unchanging. And thus, the Beast clan was punished, a curse, a limiter put on their progenitor for his unyielding rage, in which it would kill him if it ever grew so much as an inch. This trait being passed down per generation. And within a matter of minutes in the future, she had changed thousands of years of history. Her final action, was by far the most lethal for this planet. She, with the help of her Engine, allowed her soul to split into two bodies, a queen to continue to reign, and the same girl that came here, as to continue watching over her. With it each bodies memories of each other were lost. The queen believes all that happened to bring her here, and Mia is racing to fulfill the prophecy to give her brother, and this land a better life. As a conditional “The Queen” created a dormant curse within the west, that upon the prophecy finishing would trigger, leading to the immediate genocide of an entire planet, as she would then leave, and head back to her home planet, unaware of its occupation.
What irony.
The true slave of the body is the mind, and the lengths someone will go to protect their peace are almost zombie like. This is the ultimate enthrallment, the ultimate slavery.