H i s t o r y
She came into this galaxy as the fourth child of her parents, born to the House of Vail, to Raihne and Aeris Talon. A Diplomat father and a Mother with a military background but who devoted her life to being an Artist and Ceremonial Trainer long before Cyprine had arrived into the world. A proud and strong nation of warriors, their upbringing of their fourth child was no different. She was taught to fight early but to excel at it to the point of art.
Cyprine was as innocent as any child when she was little. She was curious and loved to steal cookies from the kitchen. Not so much because she loved to eat them but because she saw the adventure in not getting caught. She would more often than not, her parents knew her well enough. She loved spending time with her siblings and spar with them and she loved music.
At the age of twelve, she underwent through her Varra khat. She had passed through her Nyat koróna, going through her endurance test. She had passed her Chal, going through medication for a full twelve hours. She had passed her first test, Donna Naior, engaging in a dance fight with her Father before the entire family had sat down for Telcta Chai, a family feast. Cyprine was a warrior, with the grace of a woman she would become and strong and capable of any Echani. Then she had gone into the Military, a Watcher among them. She was good at survival and as time grew, she became even better at espionage. It was oddly fulfilling for her, even as she continued to train intently because of their culture.
However, that was not the future she had intended on having. No, Cyprine also had aspirations to follow in her Mother’s footsteps in time.
Meanwhile, everything was changing at home. With her sister’s reputation building, she had caught the attention of another house and while Cyprine was away still, emissaries came home to ask for Srina’s hand in marriage. She had no choice but to accept. As Prin came home to her family, hostilities were already rising. Valina, even as fragile as she had been, had offered to take Srina’s place when in fact she couldn’t have. Cyprine only observed as it unfolded, witnessing Srina’s escape one night which she didn’t mention to anyone, letting her go. To a point, she could understand her resistance to the proposal, not even she would be willing to commit in such a way. She let her go. With her service still active, she returned to active duty. When she returned home again, it was after Tellu had been hurt.
Cyprine had been enraged and irrational at the sight of her sister. Whereas she had only understood her sister’s decision to leave them before, she began to hate House Eägon for what they had done. In a fit of rage and yet with a focused mind, Cyprine wrote a handwritten letter to House Eägon as if she was Srina, agreeing to the marriage and asking for the hostilities to end. Not because it was true but because she had planned on avenging Tellu. For a time, it had worked. A fragile peace had formed as she received a response to the chosen date. Her parents had been displeased with her for doing what she had done. They tried to discourage her but Cyprine had no intention of taking Srina’s place, not really, she only wished to avenge her sister. Because of her revenge, she had even gone on to resign her position from the military.
On the morning of the wedding, she had prepared, hiding under a heavy veil. They were sisters though not fully identical since Prin had gone more after her paternal family, it had still worked for a time. The ceremony hadn’t gone though. It seemed House Eägon had spies that informed them Srina wasn’t back on Eshan at all. As his warriors surrounded her, Cyprine evoked the Aeta Ignias, challenging Dalantus Vectius Eägon to an honor duel. Bound by his honor, he had no choice but to respect it and the two engaged in a combat with strict rules. He was strong and fierce, acclaimed by his skills. Cyprine was fast though in her movements, the only thing that had saved her that day as they fought. They had wounded each other. Cyprine was left with a massive scar on the side of her abdomen while she had cut through thigh, making it near equally hard for him to continue. She’d made a mistake in her rage though, attempting to strike him down while he was down. It would have broken the strictest of rules of Aeta Ignias and she barely made it out alive as his warriors sought to protect him.
Cyprine had barely made it into her family home where her Mother had been able to provide only a small remedy for her pain before both of her parents had agreed she had to run. In a split second of irrational thinking, her future of Eshan had ended and Prin had been forced to run away, far away from Eshan. Dalantus wanted her head now too. Prin had tried to argue, it left her family even more unprotected, as they lost yet another fighter at their side against a greedy monster. Convinced though, she had run, vowing to return someday to restore her honor and end house Eägon.
Now, Cyprine had sought to find the family already gone…