#c: milena ivanov

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BASICS :

Name: Milena Ivanov Age: 92 Race: Upyr Occupation: Duchess of Ash, Second-in-Command Faceclaim: Eva Green Sexuality: Demisexual (towards Upyr only) Status: Taken

TRAITS :

+ : zealous, dominating, proud

- : arrogant, hostile, scathing

THE STORY :

Milena grew up as a member of one of the oldest families of the Court. Because of this a strict code of blood purity was instilled in her from a young age. That knowledge coupled with an overzealous personality created a creature who could carry out the Bone King’s wishes to the fullest. Milena used political strategy and treachery to gain her way into the King’s Inner Circle, circumventing Darius Vasilescu in order to achieve the highest possible honor an Upyr with noble blood could be bestowed; Duchess of Ash, the King’s Second in Command. All correspondence, save that between the King and his Wicked, went through her.

Milena became the beating heart of the Court; there was nothing and no one beyond her reach and influence. It was just as she had planned her whole life. Absolute power was within her reach until Gabriel, in a fit about his legacy to the Upyr, agreed to submit to the rules of Sanctuary. Milena agreed to go with him, not only as his loyal Second, but also as someone who needed to know what was changing in the tides for her and her people. If Sanctuary needed to be destroyed from within, she would have a hand in doing it.

While her place in Sanctuary is at the side of her King, she runs the brunt of the operations involving the Upyr. She polices them, ensures they are following the rules, and gives orders as she sees fit in the name of the King. Her power is an absolute–to challenge her is to challenge the Hollow Throne itself. Her goal, however, is to convince her King that they don’t need the pact or the Humans to continue thriving at the top of the world as they have for the past centuries. Her greatest wish is to see the town burned to the ground, with the Upyr left standing on the ashes and corpses of those who would seek to tear them down.

CONNECTIONS :

Gabriel Albescu : The Albescus and the Ivanovs have known one another intimately since the founding of the Upyr Court. When Gabriel and Milena were children they were in the same lectures, learning of the history of their people and learning how to best be proud of that lineage. It was only natural that when Gabriel ascended to the throne, Milena should follow him at his side. She is loyal to her King as bats are loyal to the night: they co-operate with one another to survive, and have learned to thrive together.

Elise Bone-Pledged : Milena dislikes the sudden haste with which Gabriel has taken the Wicked to his side. Being his Duchess, she knows of the prophecy that plagues her King’s mind, but part of her wonders if perhaps the witch is making everything up, and simply wishes for more power. Regardless, she watches the Wicked with an icy stare, making sure she never rises above her station.

Kellen Shoar-Child : Despite being on opposite sides of the proverbial chessboard, Milena has a respect for strong women who have clawed their way into power. She sees Kellen as a mirror image of herself, from a distance, and lacking the gall to do what needs to be done to survive in this life, but a mirror nonetheless. It breeds whatever little respect an Upyr can have for a Vampire within her, despite the fact that she looks upon it passively.

FC is SEMI-NEGOTIABLE

[ashescshes-blog]

Milena: is that a dagger in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?

Gabriel: i'm just happy to see you ;)

Milena: pathetic

[dxrkchiild-blog]

Milena: I'd date you.

Wolfgang: What?

Milena: I SAID I HATE YOU!

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                            The Wanderer

                            “I was forced to wander, having no one,                             forced by my nature to keep wandering because                             wandering was the only thing that I believed in,                             and the only thing that believed in me.”                                                         - Roman Payne

Mysterious visitors were made for the night; accompanied by the howling of local wolves and damp fog clinging to the ankles of those brave enough to wander the moon’s domain. They weren’t made for sunny afternoons of hard workers trying to fight off the bitter chill of Snow’s Start, bundled to the brim but with a look of hope in weary eyes.

She was lucky to be spotted by a Human patrol first. They stopped her just short of Sanctuary’s recovering farmland and, after a few words, escorted her between the Tribe and Blood Districts towards Town Hall. At midday it was impossible to call the Tribunal, but she was more than content to wait patiently until all could be gathered to hear her story.

At sunset the Tribunal gathered, and the Wanderer told her tale. Outside the borders of Sanctuary the world was, slowly but surely, beginning to change. Word was spreading to Tribes and hunting parties alike about the place where peace was to be found. Some were hopeful that Sanctuary meant a new dawn had started to rise; one that included a chance for those who had been preyed upon for centuries to finally find a place to put down their roots. Others feared of the changing order of the world and were skeptical that the town would last.

Her words affected each member of the Tribunal differently, but none spoke for or against her. For it wasn’t the outside world that was their concern at the moment--but rather the stranger in front of them.

She was a Wicked, she explained, who had only recently come into her affinity. Her family, her Tribe, feared her and had given her the choice to leave or suffer the consequences. It was with hope in her heart that she left and journeyed towards Sanctuary… hoping they would accept her as she was; affinity and all. And so it was up to the Tribunal whether or not to welcome another Wicked into their communities.

The Queen was suspicious; “Nothing is ever so simple. We cannot afford another mistake--not like before.”

The King saw an opportunity; “Her powers could be useful, there’s no denying that.”

And the Keeper saw hope; “We can’t turn away someone in need. I believe her, for now.”

But there was one thing upon which they all agreed: the timing was curious, and their Wanderer even more so.

The Tribunal came to a vote that suited them all: the Wanderer was welcome, but would be closely watched. The safety of their people, and their chance at survival, wouldn’t be put to risk so easily ever again.

Such was the way of Sanctuary; when the world seemed to settle around them, something would appear and shift the clouds overhead. But she wasn’t their first wanderer seeking refuge in a place where safety was promised, nor was she their first Wicked with a past.

But Sanctuary must exist for all, or it truly exists for no one.

Welcome to the beginning of Blood V. Bone’s Season 2 Arc.

From here on out, plots, threads, and much more will all exist to fill the season 2 storyline; culminating in the finale. Don’t worry, the finale is still a ways off. But keep this in mind in your plots going forward.

Good luck.

[ashescshes-blog]

Milena: Don’t worry dear, everyone is scared of something,

Ayanna: Including you?

Milena: Haha! No.

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                         And when the clouds had cleared, the head of Ducal Heshept sat alone upon a pike in the middle of the Upyr Fountain, eyes staring unblinking at the rising sun.

For she had wished to herald a new dawn, and the Bone Queen had made it so.

The storm has cleared, and Sanctuary emerges from it forever changed. 

As Gabriel Albescu lies recovering from the Heshept poison, Bone Queen Milena Ivanov demands the execution of all members of Tribe Heshept. Those members of Sanctuary who stood beside them are to be imprisoned in the Museum, awaiting a no-doubt tense meeting of the new Tribunal.

Ragar Wolfgang-Child has lost two of his seven children in the battle, and, imprisoned by his enemies, awaits his fate. Zion Kellen-Child, violence-hungry and craving blood, awaits with them.

Former Keeper Dita Len had led the Humans of Sanctuary with Tribe Heshept, and the Bone Queen calls for her head. Meanwhile, young Neyon Bek cowers in fear of what will happen next.

The damage to the village itself was, surprisingly, less extensive than feared. The greenhouse was lost to a mudslide, and much of the farmer’s crop was drenched beyond repair. But such things could be rebuilt.

The Vampire District suffered the most damage, with the buildings there being of the most shoddy construction work. Many buildings are without roofs; a dilemma for those seeking shelter away from the sunlight--one the Tribunal must find a solution to quickly. With time and effort, the Human District’s paths and roads can be brought back to their former selves in a few weeks’ time. The Upyr District suffered the brunt of the man-made damage; several buildings brought down with battering rams or tore down by Vampire hands.  

How Sanctuary and her inhabitants will move forward--only time will tell.

              Will they have time to recover before another enemy lurks on their horizon?

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       Torn Asunder

                                       A woman drew her long black hair out tight                                        And fiddled whisper music on those strings                                        And bats with baby faces in the violet light                                        Whistled, and beat their wings                                        And crawled head downward down a blackened wall                                        And upside down in air were towers                                        Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours                                        And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells.                                                                                                     - T.S. Eliot

All are witness to the storm. Some from the safety of their homes, but many come to stand and bask in it in person.

It doesn’t arrive in small drops that slowly accumulate. No one person feels it before another. It arrives in a sheet that appears like a fog over the horizon; an ominous being that seeks to plunder, pillage, and take from all who have gathered. From the West it comes as dark clouds and the wall of water. Fear gathers in their eyes and in their hearts and despite it all the storm does not abate. It has come to devour, and it will take what it is owed.

The farmers brace themselves first, wondering why they ever hoped for a rain. Some wonder if this was their fault, braced in their homes with others, watching the windows shake and walls creak. The first flash of lightning illuminates the almost pitch evening.

A child wails, and thunder shakes the heavens.

What was once a thriving community of walkways are now ditches made to clear the water out of town. The Town Hall is boarded up with scrap metal and wood. The wind breaks apart wooden platforms and while some get carried away, others are lodged in the mud, sinking further into the ground.

Those who wished to witness nature’s beautiful creation now flee for their homes--for their lives. There is no sun, there is no sky. There are only clouds and bursts of lightning, followed by the calls of above for penance and the shaking of the earth.

The storm has begun, and the time has come.

Keeper Heshept’s Home - Sunset

The Keeper paces back and forth, her figure illuminated by five dim, flickering candles.

Thunder makes the house shake, and she grits her teeth.

Each candle, quickly plastered together with borrowed wax, bears the smear of blood and is bound by twine and nightshade. The shadows cast along the wall twist and morph into vile, wicked things. Things Ducal Heshept dare not look upon.

“Are you nearly finished?” she hisses, and turns to a gaunt figure; a young man who hasn’t seen the light of day or the stars of night since his Tribe arrived in the walls of Sanctuary a month ago. Dark circles ring his eyes and he lets out a shaking breath, his hands stretched out before him. They tremble, dirt-crusted nails haloed by the firelight.

With a whispered word Ducal cannot hear over the raging winds outside, the flames extinguish and plunge the pair into darkness. Ducal wrings her hands together, dry knuckles cracking under immense pressure. Despite the chill of the oncoming storm sweat lines her brow and the wrinkles on her face. Her tongue as dry as the dirt beneath her feet. But that will not last long.

The first rain was a herald of evil--a sign of what was to come.

As her withered eyes adjust to the night, a voice rasps to her from the darkness.

“It is done.”

Outskirts of the Vampire District - Night

Together, Anton Dashep and a team of five men begin pushing on a fallen platform, trying to use the mud to slicken their way. Rain pours into the hole of a Vampire’s ruined home, the creature yelling in frustration and trying desperately to grab spare pieces of wood to rapidly repair the hole before daylight will come again

Anton uses all of his might to push again, a chill running down his spine as another flash of lightning illuminates the night. But when he pushes, he finds himself the only one doing the labour.

Rain and sweat plastering his hair to his brow, Anton stands in the mud and looks up at the men with a glare.

But their attentions are turned down the alley, where a man stands, face covered by a soaked black scarf. He nods to them once, and disappears around a row of buildings.

Anton watches in confusion as the men take black cloths and tie them around their faces. They turn back to him, pulling hammers and knives from their pockets.

“We aren’t here for you, Anton, but we will fight you if you stand in our way,” says one.

“Sanctuary will never work. Heshept is right.”

A sickening miasma fills the air. Secrets previously kept, now released.

“Keeper Heshept,” explains another, “she’s right about the Upyr. They’re monsters. It’s only a matter of time before they devour us all. We need to stop them first. We need to kill the Bone King.”

They turn and begin to head, en masse, towards the Town Square. The men are resolute in their newfound ideas, ideas put in their heads by Ducal Heshept.

They disappear into the rain.

The platform is abandoned. Anton and the Vampire are abandoned. The storm is abandoned.

All around Sanctuary they gather. Men and women, Vampires and Humans, all marked by the same black cloth across their mouths. They are not for glory or for shame. They are not marked by who they are or what species they are, but rather what they have chosen to do on this the first night of the storm that will bring the world to its knees.

It is here that Ducal Heshept has decided to change the world in a state of revenge. By erasing one man, she will change the tide of the storm and, with it, the future of the world. For no Court can survive without its King.

Among the Humans walks Neyon Bek, his hands trembling in the cold, but his gaze resolute as he watches the dark tower of the Museum illuminate in front of a flash of lighting. Steel grips in his heart. He isn’t ready, but he will go forth.

Among the Vampires walks Zion Kellen-Child, silent as a shadow, hair dripping water into her face, a hunger deep-set into her eyes. Now is the time for the shedding of blood; not for the sake of hunger but for the sake of the slaughter itself, and every bone in her body sings for it.

Beside her, Ragar Wolfgang-Child steps forth. Behind him rise his seven Children, ready to follow their Maker into a new world; a world free of Upyr and the Hollow Throne.

They intend to kill the beast by cutting of its head. First, they will kill the Bone King; Gabriel Albescu. From there, his most trusted will fall. When all the Upyr of Sanctuary have been wiped out, those who stand with Heshept and hers will march towards the Bone Court and take care of the rest. Without their King they will be scattered, meaningless, nothing. Their numbers will mean little, and the sacrifices made in the name of the fight will mean everything.

A young woman, Ragar-Child, steps forward, whispering into her Maker’s ear.

“Why here,” asks she, “why now?”

Ragar, eyes focused on Town Hall, lifts his chin proudly. “The world does not wait for permission to be torn asunder, child. It simply will be.”

“So she knew of the Bone King, she planned this.”

“I don’t care if she did or didn’t. This will give us everything we’ve ever needed.”

The girl purses her lips.

“And… Our King?”

A grin slithers onto Ragar’s lips. “My father will have everything he has ever desired.”

Town Hall - Night

Ducal will not be denied entry to the Tribunal again.

“We demand you open your doors and give me the body of my fallen and his murderer,” she cries out, voice roaring over the crack of thunder, the blade in her hand rusted, but deadly.

“Give us the Upyr!”

Ducal raises her blade and her words are met by the cheers of her Tribe.

The doors do not budge.

“Give us the Upyr!”

Beside her, the sullen Wicked walks, weak feet trudging up the steps. He slips on the rain-slicked stone and begins to plummet, but an invisible force stops him in the middle of the air and rights him without a whisper on the howling wind.

Ducal snarls and her grip tightens on her blade.

“You would dare protect these murderers?! They have tortured, kidnapped, and assaulted my people for generations! They killed Greagoir right in front of all of us! And yet you would hide them in safety?! No more!”

Behind her the cheers turn into angry yells from the Humans of Tribe Heshept.

Ragar and Zion exchange looks, but remain silent.

Ducal screams into the thunder and lightning.

“No more!”

She steps back.

With a raise of his gaunt hand, the Wicked blasts the door to splinters that fly as easily as leaves on the wind. All around the assembled mob duck and turn away to avoid collision, but in their hearts burns a righteous fury that has brought them over the edge of running away.

Together the Wicked and Ducal step into the Hall, Ducal using the man as a shield. Taken aback by shock, those inside are unprepared by the presence of the hidden Wicked and his abilities, heightened by the power of a spell and blood.

Sunken-in eyes flicker around the barely-lit room, and with a flick of his wrist, the Wicked waves his hand over Siobhan Thamos-Child, Wolfgang Arcturus-Child, and Ayanna Cadeyrn. The three flinch and cry out in pain, before slumping to the ground in an unconscious state.

Ducal, however, has her eyes trained on Milena Ivanov, standing before the corpse of Greagoir.

Despite Ducal’s wicked advantage, the power of the spell does not last long, and the Wicked collapses to the ground. And without him, Ducal is powerless against Milena’s age and experience. The Duchess of Ash flees for her life, leaping across the rooftop of Town Hall and away from the mob with one thought in mind.

She must get to the King, before all is lost.

Long River - Night

Gabriel Albescu hears them approach before he sees them, much like the storm itself.

The River has already begun to flood and yet the Bone King stands at the bank, watching the tide rise and fall with a strange look of wonder upon his weathered face. Despite the darkness, he does not fear them, and knows by the smell of them that they are the ones who should be afraid, and rightfully so.

One of the members of Tribe Heshept lunges, a wet cry in his throat.

“For Greagoir!”

He wields a rusted knife that Gabriel easily evades, moving to the side. With an easy push the man plunges into the River and is lost in the churning water.

The other is less brash and takes his time, lunging but stepping back repeatedly. The Bone King tires of his games quickly and attacks.

A flash of lightning blinds his vision, and Gabriel missteps. The Human takes his chance, and slices his knife along the King’s gut.

Blood sprays across the foam. Gabriel’s eyes go wide. In an instant the Human’s head topples to the ground, rolling several feet away from his body. Gabriel vanishes, splatters of blood marking his path towards the Museum.

Welcome to Blood V. Bone’s Fourth Event and Season One Finale: Torn Asunder. This event will be taking place from May 30 to June 15th.

Terror and anarchy have turned Sanctuary upside-down.

Despite everything the Upyr have done in the past, they are a vital key to maintaining the order of Sanctuary and the Tribunal, and no one is without guilt at any point in their lives.

And it isn’t just members of Tribe Heshept who are after the Upyr. Citizens on both sides, such as Neyon Bek, Ragar Wolfgang-Child, and Zion Kellen-Child have sided with Ducal on the matter and have broken Sanctuary’s Rules, deciding to attack the Upyr in trying to overthrow the Bone King.

It’s no longer a matter of species against species, but a matter of bringing everyone together. Has the past year proven that the future of the world is more important than any former bad blood can be put aside for the good of all? Can those left that are loyal to Sanctuary put a stop to Ducal and the traitor’s plans?

With the storm flooding the town and the citizens flooding the streets, no one is safe from the chaos that Ducal has decided to bring down upon Sanctuary’s head. And the storm will prove to bring upon greater changes than simply those in loyalty. When the clouds finally part, Sanctuary will not be the same.

But why is she doing this? Why now?                          What will happen to Gabriel?                                                         Will the Upyr survive?

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                         Coup D'Etat - a Milena solo

The balance of power has shifted, and a new leader rises up within Sanctuary!

With Bone Queen Milena Ivanov now leading a war against Ducal, and all who stand with her, how will the bloody tide turn? Don’t miss the change of power, linked above!

[dxrkchiild-blog]

Gabriel: You're a royal-girl and I'm a royal-boy and we're gonna have royal children. It's inevitable.

Milena: Could you pass a sobriety test right now?

[dxrkchiild-blog]

   Keeper                           Bone Queen                             Blood King     Anton                                 Milena                                     Parnus   Dashep                                Ivanov                                   Dark-Child

AU: Keeper Anton Dashep, a harsh but just man, leads his people through the wastelands of the world in the hopes that life will some day get better for them. Bone Queen Milena Ivanov rules her Court with an iron fist rusted with blood, not tolerating any dissent within her kingdom. The benevolent Parnus Dark-Child, King of the Vampires, stays secluded within his Court, begging any Wicked who might cross their path to help him find a way for him to walk in the sunlight again.

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I'm typing up an application for Milena Ivanov and have two questions! 1) As far as additions to her bio, should I write these out in paragraph format, or would these just be bullet points that you would be writing to incoorperate into her existing skeleton and, if not, would these just be add on bullet points to throw into my info page for her should I be accepted? 2) Could I please have a prompt for her bio! I have an idea for one, but it's not so exciting! Thanks much c:

We’re so excited to hear you’re working on an app! Milena is one of my personal favorites.

To answer your questions…

1. If you simply wish to write paragraphs for us to include in the pre-existing bio, feel free! Let us know where to put them and we’ll be happy to copy-paste. You know what you want to include best, so I would say that would be better than bullet points so you can write exactly how you want to include edits.

2. Some prompts could be…

Milena’s thoughts and actions before they have left for Sanctuary, since she would be involved in making sure the Court doesn’t fall apart while they are away

(a potentially humorous one) Milena’s reaction to being taught how to farm, since everyone must earn their keep in the settlement

Her buying something from the market and some inner commentary on her thoughts at being surrounded by degenerate Vampires and what would normally be her food

If those don’t sate your appetite, feel free to send in another message and I’ll try to think of a few more! We look forward to your app!