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[ A century of ice in Narnia has not been kind to the water elementals of the land. Undines are, generally speaking, family, and Ceres has lost too many sisters to thick layers of ice covering ponds. River dwelling undines are luckier, as running water is rarely stopped by even the bitterest of winters. This one has been difficult on everyone, she knows, but she can't help but be a little extra bitter towards the White Witch.
None the less, Ceres remains unaffiliated. She is rather shy of others, and keeps mostly to herself. There's good reason for this, as any undine who falls in love with a land-walker becomes themselves a mortal land-walker. She keeps to the main rivers for the most part, but does occassionally venture into smaller streams. She never goes so far as the ocean, though. She doesn't like the taste of salt water, and she is at heart a rural creature.
She is far more willing to talk with Aslan's army than the queen's cruel agents, but can easiest be coaxed from the safety of the river bottom with food. The waters are sparse of life after one hundred years of winter. ]
[ A century of ice in Narnia has not been kind to the water elementals of the land. Undines are, generally speaking, family, and Ceres has lost too many sisters to thick layers of ice covering ponds. River dwelling undines are luckier, as running water is rarely stopped by even the bitterest of winters. This one has been difficult on everyone, she knows, but she can't help but be a little extra bitter towards the White Witch.
None the less, Ceres remains unaffiliated. She is rather shy of others, and keeps mostly to herself. There's good reason for this, as any undine who falls in love with a land-walker becomes themselves a mortal land-walker. She keeps to the main rivers for the most part, but does occassionally venture into smaller streams. She never goes so far as the ocean, though. She doesn't like the taste of salt water, and she is at heart a rural creature.
She is far more willing to talk with Aslan's army than the queen's cruel agents, but can easiest be coaxed from the safety of the river bottom with food. The waters are sparse of life after one hundred years of winter. ]
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Date: 2014-12-23 04:59 am (UTC)In a fit of inspiration she tears a strip of wood from the branch and tries to stab his hand with it. She'd far rather be killed by a dwarf than by the White Queen. ]
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Date: 2014-12-23 12:20 pm (UTC)Hey! None of that now, stop it!
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Date: 2014-12-24 12:02 am (UTC)I will die before I allow myself to be taken from my river.
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Date: 2014-12-24 05:03 am (UTC)[He yanks his axe out of the log, raising it over his head to attack the water spirit]
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Date: 2014-12-24 10:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-12-25 01:11 pm (UTC)You had your chance!
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Date: 2014-12-25 04:26 pm (UTC)She looses consciousness fast, and soon falls still. ]
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Date: 2014-12-28 02:12 am (UTC)It's not the best end to the story, but it's better than having her act as a free agent or worse, join Aslan's forces. He's satisfied.]