While it's said that the Licornes have existed long before time was counted, and their history lost to mortals, many Licornes still have the story of their creation: A tribe of united deer and horses, long settled within the southern valleys. They were the most loyal to E'luna - the moon. Protecting her enchanted forests and tapping into the arcane laid deep within the earth.
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Upon the eve of a great battle, the moon compelled her hooved disciples to drink from the pond deep within her forest, and it was there they were transformed into the Licornes. Despite their beautiful spiraling horns and delicate features, their true blessing was their magic, allowing them to strike down the foes who sought to destroy their home.
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After this great battle of olde, when the newly blessed Licornes had defeated their foe, the moon called upon them again.
Trianta, otherwise known as “The Jewel,” was a small Kingdom named after its most prized castle of the same name. Ruled for all known time by the Licorne line until recent history. The great Chateau was known for its opulence and wealth, along with the inherent mystical, fairytale-like things that resided there. Tales of faeries, wildlings, ancient living stone dragons, magical relics and miracles come from the land of Trianta. The lands itself seems impenetrable to the Daemon and is an oasis of beauty and wealth in the war-torn southern realm.
The magic of the small kingdom is believed to come from the Licornes and the magical well – “the Lunaire Mare”. Since the genocide of the Licornes to feed the wars and protect from the Daemon, Trianta was thrown into wartimes. The lands outside the forest are claimed by three nations at once, including the King of the North and his conquests. Still, however, the actual castle is hidden and believed almost myth. But the Princess, who was born there, will ensure its beauty, magic and history is quite real.
To them she spoke clear, "You now are neither doe nor mare, you are Licorne. I have chosen you as my children, the one to receive my grandest blessing. No longer will you need to fight as you did. Your magic, my gift to you, will now be given to land. Your people are destined to nurture and guard nature and knowledge alike."
⚜ The Lore of the Licorne...
It was after this the Licornes founded their first chateau, known only as Trianta. Built from fine marble and summoned gold around the ancient pond, named by the Licornes “the Lunaire Mare” in honor of their goddess. It was then priestesses of ivory, lead by a delicate maiden in a coat of white across the land, collecting ancient knowledge, healing ill mortals and blessing their crops. It’s said that the Licornes for many centuries were the greatest nation in the seven realms.
The Lunehart House was the first royals of the Licornes, believed to be born of the first of the Unicorns that drank of the La Mare de Lunaire - the pool blessed by the Moon so long ago. Their bloodline is considered most ancient and untouched as no Lunehart has married a non-Licorne bloodline in centuries. Their members are known for their monochrome coats and royal purple eyes.
Luneharts, as guardians of the La Mare de Lunaire and keepers of the larme De Lune, have made Trianta itself a museum or archive of the seven realms. Keeping extinct knowledge, plants and animals alive within its gilded walls. It’s rumored the castle itself is enchanted, preventing any with devious intentions from entering its walls.
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The Lunehart is Miorjah’s family line, and despite her white coat it was said she looked quite like her people. Her people were the rulers of Trianta and known as the eldest Licorne family that still existed. She alone carries their history and holds her father and grandmother in high regard.
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Larme De La Lune
The Larme De La Lune is an ancient relic believed to come from the Moon herself. It’s been kept and guarded by the Licornes for centuries and kept by their royal line – Miorjah’s family. While its true history is unknown, its name is believed to tell part of that tale. A single tear meant for the Moon’s chosen upon the night that led to their destruction. Whether a gift or a warning, only Miorjah is left to ponder its meaning.
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The cabochon-shaped gem is typically set in glittering diamonds and Licorne gold, kept around the neck of the monarch, and passed to their heir upon the heir's eighteenth birthday.
It's said the gem bonds to its wearer after time and trust. When this is done, the gem unlocks a secondary form and allows access to its pure magic, rivaling any relic or amplifier seen across the seven realms.
⚜ Queen Helena Belle Lunehart & King Robien Anton Lunehart
Miorjah's beloved parents, Robien & Helena were the last King and Queen of Tir'nafee and the end of the Licornes monarchy. For how long they lived, very few who still walk the earth remember their names. But those who do remember them, know that they were beings of love. Helena and Robien's love for one another, and the unconditional love they had for their lone cherished daughter. Many claimed they were true Licornes, not the warped tales that led to their downfall. Beings of love, from how they tended to the land and mortals alike, to their loving marriage and beloved daughter.
Unbeknownst to Miorjah, their love extended to their final act. On the day of the slaughter her parents had perished and in their last breaths, they created a powerful magical barrier that would prevent anyone from entering the castle, to keep their beloved child safe. It was their love that created the massive wall of roses and wisteria that sealed her within Trianta's lands.
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The First Licorne King
The first King Regnant in Licorne history, Robien was born the only child to his mother Rosalia and father Anton. Described as a man of gregarious disposition, he thrived as a princeling within the Licorne court in its fading prime. He has had to witness the destruction of all the other Licorne monarchies, welcoming as a child the mother of his future wife, Helena.
After the murder of his father, Anton & the heartbreak that left him also motherless, Robien was thrusted to the throne as a young stallion of seventy years. With rising to Kingship, he made a fatal mistake that plagued him for his entire life, but one he would not regret. As a colt in an attempt to forge a tie with another powerful immortal nation, he was betrothed to a young Zaldrekan Princess, to be married upon her own sealing of Immortality.
Now ruling alone, he chose to scorn this flimsy friendship in favor of a bride of Royal Unicorn blood. With this, the maddening Zaldrekan King placed a curse onto Robien, one that would kill him slowly, rendering his body more numb and broken by each full moon. Few knew of this pain but his closest and new wife. To the world, he sought to re-forge the Licorne monarchy, reconnecting its people with the land they were created to serve.
No matter how crippled his body became, eventually rendering him to a cane, he remained prideful and friendly, dotting upon his beloved daughter and wife, perhaps protecting them to even his final breath.
A Queen of Two Lineages
Helena is the last of the ancient Aon-adharcach lineage, which long before her birth had been deeply intertwined once again with the Licorne bloodline. While the dainty, petite-hooved Licorne woman, she still held the romanesque nose and fiery red curls that the race was known for. Despite this, she was a rather reserved and delicate individual. She was born far into the lands of Midria, but has no memory of her ancestral homeland, being the eldest of three daughters and one son. Instead, Tír'nafée is the only home she claims to have ever known.
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Due to the loss of her mother, father and siblings in an attack on the small duchy that she once called home, she rarely left Trianta as Queen. Before the birth of her daughter, she preferred the company of the many songbirds and tomes of the ancient chateau to socializing at balls or social gossip. The only thing she seemed to envy of her mortal subjects was their children - remembering her childhood of kindness and laughter with her siblings before the mythicals began to die out.
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With the birth of her only daughter, Miorjah, she found her desire for life and future renewed, spoiling & doting on her beloved daughter as much as she could, before conquest and death took her away.