ROLEPLAY HQ - a-man-of-her-own

To think that it has been 3 winters since I saw my father last. 3 winters since I altered my body to live better in this world. I've lived my entire life so far not as a woman but as a man. To say I chose this would be a lie, for my father decided upon himself not to raise a daughter but a son. My father, he was a kind man, probably the only one I've ever known to show compassion towards a woman instead of showing ownership. I've seen the way men act towards women in this town. How scary it can be to live as a woman. No regard to feelings or having a say in the matter. Do as your told and do it quietly. That's how I interpreted it when I was younger and even still to this day. The sound of crunching gravel under boots as a figure walked down a gravel road. Currently, there were few people that passed down this path, but it was on the way into the village. It was a path that Cyrus traveled frequently when they took the time to venture into the forest to look for herbs and plants. Cyrus was the daughter.. or rather son.. of the late Doctor Elmer. He was a skilled practitioner of his time. He was also the one who operated on Cyrus to remove his breasts to make him more masculine. In hindsight, if anyone truly knew of what Doctor Elmer had done to his own kid they'd condemn him. To mutilate their own child, raise them as the opposite sex and fill their mind with thoughts and realities on life.. that being a woman was wrong. It'd be heresy. But to Cyrus, that man gave him everything to protect him. Even if his methods were outright unethical, he did it out of love for his daughter-now-son. Cyrus wasn't especially tall nor was he short. He stood at about 5'7" in height with long blonde hair that he kept braided. His build was slim but not scrawny by any means. He wore a white tunic with a brown vest and dark brown pants to match with boots. He carried a satchel that was draped over his shoulder that held various jars with different plants and herbs. He had been learn

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ing about being an Apothecary for many years now through his father, which helped a great deal with getting to know the people of the village. Nobody suspected a thing. One of the most difficult things he had to do to master his ability to present as a man was his voice. He could have easily chose to be mute, but that was something he didn't want to do. The idea of conversing with people was far too important to throw away. So, over the years as he grew up, Cyrus developed a way to deepen his voice. There were times where Elmer offered various herbs and remedies for his son but decided that vocal exercises worked better. If there ever came a time that Cyrus would need those concoctions, he'd use them instead. But his father had warned him that using those constantly would damage the vocal chords permanently. A risk he hasn't taken just yet. Even though he already mutilated his chest, it wouldn't be the first and only thing he couldn't take back. I wonder what I should make for dinner tonight.. I could go ahead and work on a stew since I got that rabbit gifted to me by Theodore earlier today. His kid had been sick for quite a bit, so I'm lucky to have gotten him some proper medicine.. Alright, that's what I'll make tonight. Rabbit stew! Taking a turn at a fork in the road, he headed towards the village, greeting those in return who acknowledged him. Cyruss still lived in the same home that his dad had lived in. Obviously, things had been moved around to better suit him. Cyrus had turned his father's old room into his Apothecary with a bed in the corner for patients. It wasn't a big home, so he had to make things work the best he could. Stepping inside, he shut the door and began preparation for the stew. Skinning and properly preparing the rabbit before cutting it up and and adding it to simmer with various vegetables. Everything seemed fine so far, and the food smelled delicious. But that all changed when he heard a commotion outside. @Argeneau25

That morning was one that was going to last just way to long. Kaim went to the hall where his parents were already there talking about next steps to make their kingdom stronger and bigger. He sat there just bored and nod his head here and there, not really listening to what his family was talking about. It was when they were talking about things that he really didn't need to be there for. Slowly he made his way to his room reading over the papers that were at his desk, signing here and there before looking out his window and just stared for a few minutes before grinning. Going to his door he locked it before making his way to the window looking down to the veins that he had climbed up and down so many times. With haste he made his way down to the ground, once his feet touched the grass he was of on his run. Making his way to the forest and just having his own adventure right now, to get away from everything that he just had to go through. Times it felt that he didn't wish to really be the prince but on the other hand, he wanted to make the kingdom better and he was in the right place to do it. Kaim made it deeper in the forest then he had been before just enjoying himself as he was running on high ground, looking down to an open area seeing all the flowers. But soon it was not the flowers that he was seeing anymore but a hut of some type and smoke coming from it saying that someone was living there. He felt himself staring and not really watching where he was going. It was with that moment that the toe of his foot tripped on a large rock sending him flying a bit in the air and rolling down a slight hill. He yelled here and there as he was heading down hitting his body here and had hit his head a few times but his body was hurting with the worst not really able to catch himself.

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When he finally got to the bottom he was on his back, just staring at sky a few thinking about what he just saw. Slowly he sat up with a grunt bringing a hand to his head to feel something wet. He pulled his hand back to look at the blood and sighed "Well that is not good." He said to himself before pushing up to his feet wiping the blood from his hand on his pants and wiped the rest of his clothes from the dirt, thinking more about if anyone saw what just happened. @PunkPulse (Fauna)