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Post by Morior on Jun 6, 2019 13:55:27 GMT -5
(bump)
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Post by Morior on Jun 6, 2019 15:43:37 GMT -5
(I wonder if I should make an RP for Suneida that's connected to this one. I also kind of want to make one for Domuletria and the Northern mainland that'll have harpies, dragons, centaurs, etc.)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Jun 7, 2019 22:32:33 GMT -5
(that could be interesting)
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Post by Morior on Jul 12, 2019 14:32:52 GMT -5
(bump)
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Post by Morior on Aug 10, 2019 1:07:56 GMT -5
(bump)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Aug 12, 2019 23:54:48 GMT -5
(Iโm here! but i wonโt be able to RP until tomorrow)
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Post by Lycoris on Sept 13, 2019 0:37:57 GMT -5
((It's been several months but popping in to let y'all know I'm still available to RP if possible.))
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Post by Morior on Oct 5, 2019 23:01:48 GMT -5
If you're still going to be active, just restart with a new starter from here on.
If you'd like to make changes to your characters, add new ones or delete ones, please say so
I'll add some new starters in a bit.)
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Post by Morior on Oct 5, 2019 23:10:03 GMT -5
(I want to start with night-time)
Serhan snuck out shortly after sunset. He returned briefly to the palace to return his horse to the stables. Alp followed him, the griffin well aware he alone couldn't stop the prince, and the prince would have his revenge if the griffin tattled. Alp decided it was best to follow and protect the prince if need-be. Serhan wore the same simple riding attire he'd worn at the barracks and stables training horses, with the addition of a long brown coat. Alp lost the light blue scarf that marked him as a palace guard, but kept the leather armor strapped under his wings and underbelly.
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Oct 6, 2019 22:32:56 GMT -5
Elle gave a tired sigh as she had just finished up cleaning the dishes from supper earlier that day. Her fingertips felt soft and shriveled, having pruned from being in the water so much as she scraped and cleaned off any excess food. The cleaning she didn't mind, finding that the meticulous task helped her focus on one thing, it was the time it took that really bothered her. She had started when the sun was still up and now it had set and the stars have been out for ages already. The kitchen stayed light through candlelight, she found the intimate lighting to be soothing for her head when compared to the harsh light of the day when she had to be outside for long periods of time.
Now that it was after hours, Elle's hair was no longer up in it's usual braided bun, but rather let down past her shoulders in gentle waves due to the imprint of her hair being weaved together. With her chore being done, the blonde took a short break by sitting on the counter and gazing out of the single window there was in the room, her gaze transfixed on the stars above that shined brightly in the clear sky.
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Post by Morior on Oct 6, 2019 22:40:37 GMT -5
Serhan and Alp left through a sewer grate in the castle wall, one that was secure from outside intruders but Serhan had stolen the key. They climbed down the rocky ridge on the outside and walked across a field around the side of the palace grounds until they reached the town. It was like a small eery wilderness of its own, and Alp kept his ears pricked for noise, and kept an eye to the sky for any griffin guards circling. Serhan himself didn't seem concerned at being caught, nor concerned by the darkness that surrounded them. They followed the lights on the horizon into the city.
(hhm I don't have any characters at the palace right now :/ I'll think of something)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Oct 6, 2019 22:47:44 GMT -5
( Morior I could have Elle sneak into town and they discover each other. I think I just read your post wrong and thought he was still at the palace before sneaking out again) |
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Post by Morior on Oct 6, 2019 22:56:36 GMT -5
(alright)
The city stayed up late in the nice summer weather, and market stalls were still open, lit brightly by lanterns down the street. Serhan wandered around the market for a long time to gaze at each stall, Alp following him nervously. He stopped by a few stalls that sold tapestry, carpets, and fabrics, everything made with very complicated patterns of thread. "We can't buy anything like this and still sneak back into the palace." Alp advised him, guessing what was on the prince's mind.
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Oct 6, 2019 23:23:35 GMT -5
Elle soon felt her feet itching to go somewhere, her mind immediately thinking of going into town. Her gaze sweeps across the kitchen as she knows she's one of the last servants up, everyone having gone to sleep hours ago. It would be easy to sneak out, and if anyone were to ask her what she were up to she'd just tell them to mind their own business. Well, that was a lie she doesn't think she'd have the guts to say that to anyone, but she didn't think anyone would question her motives.
So, the young woman left the kitchen and began to pin her hair back so it stayed out of her face as she left the servants wing. She carried a candle within its holder as a source of light as she ventured outside, taking a path towards the city that would really only be familiar to a servant. However, somewhere down the path, Elle veered away from it and strayed further into the foliage before coming across a trunk. She had stashed it here for the occasions that she wanted to go into town without looking like a servant, to have some real fun in the city.
The chest contained a more casual gown along with a pouch of coins. The gown and money were the few things her mother had in her possessions when she died, so of course they would fall under Elle's care with her being gone. Changing swiftly, the girl now found herself wearing a muted blue dress that just barely met the floor, and she still kept an apron tied around her waist. It felt wrong to act as any class higher than she actually was, so she felt in an attire that wouldn't cause any attention to herself, something that would force her into the background.
Now fit in a new outfit, Elle continued on her way into the city, her coin purse tied tightly and neatly tucked under her apron, knowing there could very well be thieves in the city. This wasn't her first time sneaking out after all. It didn't take long before Elle found herself in town, the streets surprisingly busy as the night market was setup and advertising their goods. With her hands shoved in her pockets, the blonde smiled to herself as she began to wander as well, her gaze lingering on a few items but she never stopped to actually really look at anything. She knew she couldn't afford any of it.
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Post by Morior on Oct 6, 2019 23:38:57 GMT -5
Alp wandered off to the side, trying to see which direction a pub was. Instead he found just around the corner from the marketplace, an open round-about area with a large tree in the centre, with small lanterns hanging from its branches. There were plenty of benches around, the the pub was on the other side, overflowing with people so that many sat outside.
Serhan moved to step away from the stall, looking to the ground wondering where the griffin had gone, and didn't notice himself stepping backwards by accident into Elle.
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Oct 6, 2019 23:46:06 GMT -5
Elle had stopped for a moment, her interest piqued as she stared at some jewelry some vender was selling. It looked cheap, but there was one necklace that had a stone rose hanging from a woven leather chain. There was nothing special about the stone, but it was freckled with different stone materials, looking red and black in most places and just gray rock in others. It had been polished and buffed to look smooth and shiny. It was this distraction that ended up with her getting bumped into.
Elle let out a surprised yelp and stumbled forwards, managing to catch her balance before falling on her face. Her cheeks were flustered as she turned to see a man had bumped into her, and in the dimly lit street she did not recognize it to be Serhan right away.
"Excuse me, I am so sorry." She apologized quickly, knowing it wasn't her fault but she wasn't quite sure how this man would react.
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Post by Morior on Oct 6, 2019 23:57:09 GMT -5
Serhan stepped forward again quickly and turned to see who was behind him. โSorry, that was my bad...โ he tried not to sound too formal or high-class, trying to force away the ways of speech his tutors spent years trying to beat into his mind. He didnโt look at her face directly, a bit embarrassed, but he recognized her voice and felt a spike of panic. โPlease donโt tell anyone I was here.โ He begged her.
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Oct 9, 2019 0:08:23 GMT -5
Much to Elle's surprise, she looked up to see Serhan standing right in front of her. She could tell that he didn't recognize her person, but definitely her voice. Her throat tightening up and she felt a similar sense of panic from also being discovered. "Serhan..." She trailed off, nervously wringing her hands together. "I won't tell on you if you don't tell on me." She tried to keep her tone light a playful, like it wasn't a big deal but she knew very well that if they were both caught, and if caught together, she would most likely receive the harsher punishment.
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Post by Morior on Oct 11, 2019 0:19:11 GMT -5
"Agreed." Serhan sighed, trying to relax his nerves from his sudden panic. He didn't try to hide his nervousness at all. "What did you come out here for?" He looked up at her and asked, not even noticing he had been looking at the ground and avoiding meeting her eye.
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Oct 11, 2019 3:06:18 GMT -5
Elle found herself relaxing as well, offering a gentle smile as he finally looked at her, their eyes meeting and she can't seem to deny the heat suddenly flushing her cheeks. His question brings her attention back to reality and she clears her throat, glancing down at the dress she wore. "I guess I was just bored mostly, plus it'd been a while since I've been to town." The servant girl admitted. "What about you? What's your excuse?"
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Post by Lycoris on Oct 21, 2019 5:21:00 GMT -5
((Alright I'll keep Beyza as is and add a couple more characters if that's alright.))
Agatha Aria Hoss
(Female, 19, Princess)
Agatha's shoulder length, straight, sandy-blonde hair contrasts gently with her smooth, dark bronze skin, much like her gentle name contrasts with her cutthroat personality. Dark, envy-green eyes pierce deep into any and all who challenge her, and her mother instilled in her deep distrust of her siblings and royal competitors.
Queen Beyza always saw in her something of herself. Within that spark lit something corrupt and manipulative. For Agatha always understood that the blessing of the people held her path for rule, and that the overwhelming opinion of the populace constituted order, subterfuge, and most importantly, power. Though her mother always has her nose in a book, Agatha was only and ever aware of her image and the eyes that watched her, building upon that to give her an advantage over her siblings. She has built just enough skill in academics and militia to hold an advantage, but her true skill lies in government and all the political maneuvering it involves. Agatha wants the throne, and though her mother Beyza is skeptical, her ambitions drive her ever further down the road of no return until she gets what she desires. And that desire is to, by her rule, drive Meviah into a golden age of prosperity.
Agatha discovered Pontus at the tender age of 15. On a voyage mandated by her mother, Pontus was a young griffin nearly left for dead by the wounds he was subject to of a nasty sea serpent. Though urged by her advisers to leave him for dead, Agatha saw something within the griffin that she found captivating enough to order for medical attention. After his recovery, Pontus introduced himself as a lone wanderer of the seas. Ingratiated to Agatha's compassion, he dedicated himself to her cause as part of the navy and as her subject. She hates disorderliness, naivety, and loves sweets.
(Beyza Evren-Elif (mother), Serhan Gรผney (brother), Caspian Lycan (brother), Pontus (Friend/Subject)
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Pontus
(Male, 12, Navy)
A small, white sea griffin with streaks of pale yellow merged into his light brown spotted feathers. His deep orange eyes are ever alert and ready for a witty comeback.
Pontus was a wanderer of the seas, an orphan of parents, and a scoundrel at that. From military to merchant, every ship he'd come across was ripe for the picking of his selfish and carefree young life. Then a princess came into the picture. After an unexpected tussle with a sea serpent, Pontus was left to the mercy of Agatha as her navy watched his battle at a distance. As she came across him, Agatha, impressed by his wit and amused by his sarcasm, ordered her navy to see to his wounds. From then on he found a purpose on the young maiden's shoulders, swearing to be both her subject and adviser however she see fit. He loves watching the stars, fresh fish, and hates self righteousness.
(Unknown Parents, Agatha (Old friend/Master))
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Post by Morior on Dec 19, 2019 7:45:47 GMT -5
(I am a necromancer, stay mad forums
also I completely rewrote the front page, so feel free to peruse that at your leisure)
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Post by Morior on Dec 19, 2019 8:33:57 GMT -5
"I think I hardly need an excuse. Princes and princesses sneaking out the castle for a brief retreat from royal pressures is what always happens in the stories." Serhan chuckled. "But you have more reason for wanting a break from your work than I do. This will sink my reputation in my mother's eyes at least, but maybe I don't have much left to lose." He shrugged.
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Post by Morior on Dec 19, 2019 9:10:07 GMT -5
(on the front page. I won't be making the sorcerer character so if any of you are interested)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Dec 20, 2019 15:14:19 GMT -5
Elle gave a slight nod, finding herself able to relax even more and become more comfortable in his presence. "That's very well true, though sneaking out makes me wonder what your true intentions of coming into town are." The girl teased once more. She wondered if he was meeting someone, but didn't dare voice her curiosity out loud. The end of his sentence piqued her interest, pondering at what little he had left to lose. Elle blinked slowly, tossing around if she should question him about it but felt now was not a necessary time. "...Would you like to walk around with me? It is late and while I may not be a noble lady, I'm still a lady alone in town at night. I might feel a little more secure if you were by my side, if you wouldn't mind." Elle asked, her sweet tone coupled with a genuine smile as she studied his face for a reaction.
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Post by Morior on Dec 21, 2019 12:42:29 GMT -5
When she teased about his intentions coming to town he chuckled awkwardly. "I usually thought several servants joined each other when going into town. I'll join you." He nodded, offering her his arm.
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Post by Morior on Dec 21, 2019 12:48:11 GMT -5
I have Ender, Merve, and Gokhan if you want to RP Beatrice)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Dec 22, 2019 13:09:47 GMT -5
(We could do Ender and Beatrice, I've been thinking about changing her name and a bit of her appearance too)
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ข on Dec 22, 2019 13:13:13 GMT -5
"Well, that's true. Though I don't know what other servant would've wanted to sneak out with me, so I'm glad I ran into you." Elle admitted, looking at his arm before taking it. Her arm looping through his and she tucked herself into his side, head trained forward mostly so he doesn't see the flush on her cheeks as they now walk side-by-side. "So, where were you headed? Or were you just going to wander about?"
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Post by the beekeeper's daughter on Dec 28, 2019 23:57:16 GMT -5
[Hey if you guys are still open for joining, could I make an outlaw who is a thief?]
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