* from snezhnaya with love.

От чего ж на сердце горячо? Моя родина зовет, о дом родной! 

independent, highly selective original tsaritsa roleplay blog of gen.shin impa.ct. fully headcanon and russian history based.

ren / renata / rena. 22 years old. russian. russian + english. 

this blog is dedicated to the original tsaritsa, the one who has been fighting alongside with rex lapis and barbatos during the archon war. the first cryo archon, the creator and first ruler of snezhnaya, and the mother who was representing the ‘love’ during the cold winter-time. 

Snezhnaya Voyennaya Rat’ / The Bogatyrs - the first ever army of Snezhnaya created by the First Tsaritsa, based on Slavic/Russian history and tales of heroes. 

The views on The Seven in general. Also applying some personal thoughts about Barbatos and Rex Lapis from The First Tsaritsa’s/Ekaterina’s viewpoint. 

First Tsaritsa’s/Ekaterina’s views on the current state of Snezhnaya and Fatui.

sb: why don’t you just leave snezhnaya if it’s that bad? why do you miss it? don’t you want to move to a place like liyue or mondstadt? 

snezhnayans: family, connections, society, security, the outside world is being dicks to us so what’s better? knowing your home, your homeland, and your people where you have to survive sure but everything you love is there so you know how to live there and you know how to be safe... or go into the unknown where you don’t know how you’ll survive, how you’ll be met, know that it’ll take eternity to build up and you can’t even be sure you’ll be able to protect your family if you actually move out and do they even want to move if they’ve been there for years and years?

@xamassed

The sound of the wind was pleasant to her ears, it was reminding her of the calmer, peaceful times that were so rare during their time. As she laid on the grass, eyes closed and the green grass surrounded her like snow did in Snezhnaya. The presence of the bard next to her was always noticed, his appearance next to her resting form was not disturbing her rest and his words were only making her smile softly at his reassurance. Just like before, she felt at ease with the trickster, knowing full well he’s not one to attack unprovoked. If there was anything, there was trust in his kindness and in his gentle words. Lyudmila could’ve chuckled at that moment but instead she opened her eyes, light blue as her vision, the pupil looking like a snowflake before she blinked it away, resulting it to look natural as mortals would look. 

“I can find you in every blow of the wind, can’t I, Barbatos?” She made sure that there’s no one around to call him by that name. As she watched the sky change, peacefulness was filling her mind and her body was relaxed. There’s no melancholy in her eyes as she enjoyed this time in life. She’ll live for so much longer as she were the embodiment of winter’s love, the love her people had for the country of Snezhnaya. Or what was she? She already forgot. If anything, Ekaterina forgot who she was and what she was, the base line was erased from her memory but now she only lived in the present while remembering the past with a fond smile. “You should remain here for a while, it soothes my mind to know you are here.”

Her voice was raspy as she hadn’t spoken in a while, but it was akin to a gentle breeze of cold air. Barbatos... He seemed like an embodiment of the gentle breeze that helped people come back and hear the songs of the ancient times. He combined it all, the past, the present, and the future. Ever-changing but also never-changing, the wind was always the same but also never the same. What a paradox, but she adored it still. The memories of their meetings before when they were establishing their regions were so pleasant to remember. 

“You always bring the gentle breeze with you... How calming. You’ve always been hard to grasp but you always come when you’re needed.” A chuckle follows after those words, her lips curl into another smile as she closes her eyes to enjoy the presence of the other. “I won’t disappear on you, you don’t have to worry. I wish to see the end of the battle that child started.”

The vigor! The style! The emotions! 

Truly, the scene she had witnessed was glorious on its own, indeed. The moment she stepped outside of the frosted forest did she finally got to admire her people’s strength. Like a proud mother, she had her arms crossed over her chest, the ginger hair flashed from one point to another, the way he so easily danced on the battlefield made her remember the beautiful days of when she danced like this with other Seven and so many other Archons. There were so many glorious battles from the past. Ah, how she missed those days but they were long gone until this battle against divine will come to an end. 

That child... That once-sweet child who she chose to be her successor now created such difference in the country that she created, but it was alright. The people who grew up in Snezhnaya were strong, they always will be and she never doubted their strengths. She loved them all the same, they were her dearests and they will never lose her love for them no matter how tough the circumstances might be. 

Lyudmila clapped her hands together, giving applause to the young man who granted her with such beautiful dance with sword and Hydro vision dancing around. It reminded her of the day when she and Hydro Archon learned all too well how ice and water were best compatible, but oh how tension between them would be!

Ekaterina/Lyudmila loves battle. Ekaterina/Lyudmila loves family. Ekaterina/Lyudmila loves the Seven. Ekaterina/Lyudmila loves world. Ekaterina/Lyudmila loves mortals.

But even with her love, she is still a warrior, a fighter, a winter-born.  Her hands will be bloodied and she is fine with that as well.  She has no regrets in what she has been doing to protect her country and her people. 

She truly loves Snezhnaya. 

And she takes pity on those who have lost their families or who do not have the best relationships with their families. Her blessing of the Cryo Vision always was connected to love and to loss when it was coming to family, because the frigid ice would protect them from the sharp flames of pain and grief. Cryo Vision in her mind was always connected to her emotional empathy towards those who suffered because her love was for those who lost something, who wanted to protect their families, and who wished to find what they they’ve lost. 

Ekaterina/Lyudmila has a very rich, deep voice that speak to everyone as if they are a part of her family. She might be patronizing even to her fellow Seven, but she is someone who has existed for so long that she simply considers it to be natural for her to treat everyone who are of her equality as a union. She uses many old ways to call people, always using Snezhnayan ways to calls others and to give them nicknames instead of anything else. It does become rather… hard to ignore the way she showcases the dominating persona while speaking like that. It also comes from the fact that in real life and in general, Russia is a very big country, the biggest one in terms of territory and it has been called the police of europe during the rule of Nikolai I. Tsaritsa was fully aware that by calling the Seven her “family” she might be hinting at the fact that she sees herself strong enough to someday have them all become a part of her nation or make them one united nation. However, it has never been shown in all its seriousness, mostly to lower the tense relationships between the Seven to avoid needless wars in the future. OG!Tsaritsa’s not hiding her power also comes from the historical expansion of Russian borders during different rules of most prominent Russian rulers: Ivan the Terrible (Great), Peter the Great, and Catherine the Great. 

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