I see, I see....But wouldn't you want a different name after having everyone named the same? Imagine it your mother was Artoria the VII
And then someone in a room called simply "Artoria", wouldn't it be confusing?
☀️ I think in general we gotta be aware that ppl will not write with ppl who makes rp feel like an obligation instead of a hobby.
If you're easily distressed that ppl don't reply immediately and/or constantly go into fits of guilttrippy posts and 'everyone hates me!' mentality+
She lets out a low whistle, clearly impressed.
"Artoria the Eighth? Hah. Now that's a legacy, but it reminds me of the emperors from my homeland, it's a beautiful name, but 8 times wasn't a bit too much?"
She watches the queen's slight bow with an unreadable expression, then returns it with a shallow nod of her own. Not deference. Respect, maybe. Or the kind of acknowledgment one captain gives another, even when one rules land and the other rules the sea
"Artoria, a nice name"
-That name sounds like one they would use in Asian countries, perhaps in ancient times. My name is Artoria. I rule these lands.
As is customary, the queen greets the others with a slight bow of her head.
{At the compliment to her ship, she glances back over her shoulder with the quiet pride of a craftsman admiring their own work}
"She's a beauty, ain't she? Fast, mean, and she's never lost a chase. One of many in my dearest fleet"
"You liked it? It's Sombai, a spiced rice wine. Got it off a merchant near the Mekong who thought he could haggle with me."
{She grins, sharp and pleased}
"Turns out he could. I only took half his cargo."
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“ oh generous of you , I’ll do my best to be careful . ”
gripping the handle— he lifted the jar in for a quick sip . wine , huh ? and rather fresh one at that .
“ Caine Ashvale , a pleasure .
quite the beautiful vessel you have . ”
✧Ruler✧
♚ Oh Blessed King. Direct us On The Path Of True Joy With Eyes Of Tommorow♚
༺𝓣𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼, 𝓽𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝔂 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶��𝓭𝓮 𝓪 𝔀𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓷༻
༺𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮, 𝓸𝓱...༻
She turns at the voice, one eyebrow lifting with interest. A slow smirk spreads across her face as she leans one elbow on the rail, jar still in hand.
"Eye patch, huh? That's what caught your attention? Hah...The Name's Cheng Shih, what about you my lady?"